Sexiest hotel encounter?

[dannyboy1958]

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[dannyboy1958]

This tale does end with a momentary encounter ...

Had to stay one night in a seedy guest house in a run-down English sea-side resort. I was almost nodding off when a man and woman entered the room next door, laughing and chatting on. A short while and it was only his voice, low and occasional. Then it was these deep, masculine groans of pleasure, and strangely silence from the feminine voice. Then it got going: the gag. coughing. more gag. the sound wetter with thick saliva. And then silence again apart from his raucous crying out and then his orgasmic gasping. Wow I could almost 'see' it: the initial cock worship, the struggle into deep throat, the face-fuck, the blow!

Here's me in bed other side of the thin wall with of course a glorious boner and racing heart and leer on my face. It really wasn't that long, playing with myself and imagining them next door, when sounds started up again. First off the gentle creaking of the bed. Then the head board started hitting the wall with a building rhythm and an energy that rose and fell and rose again. And at last the woman's voice, sweet, staccato, growing in urgency towards a cry of overwhelm, some cooing, and then a build to another cry of overwhelm. Live audio porn or what! Totally delicious it was!

Next morning so happens that I came out of my bedroom door at the exact moment they did from their room. She first. Dressed like a tart for clubbing and it's 8.30am. She slipped past me without a look. Then he and I met eyes. In that first moment he looked cautious. I grinned and nodded. His face melted into this massive leer of relaxed pleasure. We didn't speak and away he went down the stairs following that waggling ass and forever legs. Nice moment.

Her outfit made it clear to me he had picked her up at some bar the previous night. So like two hour seduction till he was deep down her hard-worked throat pulsing out his semen. The bastard.

Ha ha - Ive had that lying in my bed in a hotel with the wall shaking, fun to listen to.

 

[eroticspank]

This tale does end with a momentary encounter ...

Had to stay one night in a seedy guest house in a run-down English sea-side resort. I was almost nodding off when a man and woman entered the room next door, laughing and chatting on. A short while and it was only his voice, low and occasional. Then it was these deep, masculine groans of pleasure, and strangely silence from the feminine voice. Then it got going: the gag. coughing. more gag. the sound wetter with thick saliva. And then silence again apart from his raucous crying out and then his orgasmic gasping. Wow I could almost 'see' it: the initial cock worship, the struggle into deep throat, the face-fuck, the blow!

Here's me in bed other side of the thin wall with of course a glorious boner and racing heart and leer on my face. It really wasn't that long, playing with myself and imagining them next door, when sounds started up again. First off the gentle creaking of the bed. Then the head board started hitting the wall with a building rhythm and an energy that rose and fell and rose again. And at last the woman's voice, sweet, staccato, growing in urgency towards a cry of overwhelm, some cooing, and then a build to another cry of overwhelm. Live audio porn or what! Totally delicious it was!

Next morning so happens that I came out of my bedroom door at the exact moment they did from their room. She first. Dressed like a tart for clubbing and it's 8.30am. She slipped past me without a look. Then he and I met eyes. In that first moment he looked cautious. I grinned and nodded. His face melted into this massive leer of relaxed pleasure. We didn't speak and away he went down the stairs following that waggling ass and forever legs. Nice moment.

Her outfit made it clear to me he had picked her up at some bar the previous night. So like two hour seduction till he was deep down her hard-worked throat pulsing out his semen. The bastard.

Nice! I think sometimes it is just as hot to hear someone next door as it is to be the person next door. Your imagination goes wild thinking of how the scene is going and I know I probably imagine a scene better than the one that is actually happening.

Sometimes bored and horny in my room, just a little moaning or bed creaking can get my dirty mind going.

ES

 

[freckles10179]

hotel fun !!

There has been several times in the past that i have begged a partner to fuck me against the sliding glass door that leads to the patio . I am not sure what is it but i love the idea of my nipples/ body pushed up against the cold glass making them more sensitive then they already. Then fucking me hard and fast as i moaned his name as i imagined that people in the other building were watching me maybe even touching themselves .

 

[mrron]

There has been several times in the past that i have begged a partner to fuck me against the sliding glass door that leads to the patio . I am not sure what is it but i love the idea of my nipples/ body pushed up against the cold glass making them more sensitive then they already. Then fucking me hard and fast as i moaned his name as i imagined that people in the other building were watching me maybe even touching themselves .

I can't imagine having to be begged to do that. Apparently your partners are more reserved than I would be. Did they grant your wish or leave you unsatisfied?

 

[ScarletIvy]

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[vibes]

It's a nice story ScarletIvy! And kudos for having the nerve ...

 

[newhere2learn]

Pre-kids my wife & I were both living at respective parents, half decent jobs, limited outgoings. We made a point of once every a paycheque, city break, hotel, restaurant for drinks and food, then bars for drinks and dancing.

She always spent her share on lingerie, an amazing dress and champagne. I got the hotel/food etc.

We always ended the night Fucking like we'd never done before, or would do again. Toys, lingerie, the lot.


Many a good, but distant memory was had.


Only once did we "cock up". Ordered breakfast as room service the night before. Forgot. Got back to the room somewhere around 2 or 3 in the morning. Had all manner of lusty, filthy sex until about 6 or 7, passed out.

9:30am sharp, knock on the door. Then gf (now wife) is passed out cold, naked, cum covered on the bed. I go to the door, it's breakfast delivered by a gorgeous young (19-21) waitress.

Hungover, tired, half asleep, I wave her in with food.

Her wry smile said that it wasn't the first time she's seen lingerie, scattered clothing, sex toys, cum stained women and utter chaos dotted around a room.

 

[Slave4daddy]

It could be the overeager maid. It could be the, um, open blinds. It could be the B&B with the thin walls and the 80-year-old owner. It could be the out-of-town encounter.

Please share your tales.

If you years ago I was talking with a Dom he traveled to my area on business. Instead of meeting for drinks first, I wanted him to take me forcefully so he texted me his room number I knocked on his door and started to walk back to the elevator and he grabbed me. It was an awesome weekend. He was just as dark as I am...

 

[vibes]

If you years ago I was talking with a Dom he traveled to my area on business. Instead of meeting for drinks first, I wanted him to take me forcefully so he texted me his room number I knocked on his door and started to walk back to the elevator and he grabbed me. It was an awesome weekend. He was just as dark as I am...

Did he motion you to get back in his room first or started groping you in the corridor?

 

[Slave4daddy]

He grabbed me like he was hugging me and felt his pocket knife on my neck. He told me not to make scene.....

 

[vibes]

He grabbed me like he was hugging me and felt his pocket knife on my neck. He told me not to make scene.....

Uhm ... was it all part of an agreed plot?

 

[Dreamer110]

He grabbed me like he was hugging me and felt his pocket knife on my neck. He told me not to make scene.....

I certainly hope you were compliant!!

 

[Slave4daddy]

I certainly hope you were compliant!!

Yes I was actually scared. The knife wasn't talked about prior. The fear did make me so wet and wanting to be taken and used against my will even more

 

[Dreamer110]

Yes I was actually scared. The knife wasn't talked about prior. The fear did make me so wet and wanting to be taken and used against my will even more

But not to compliant. What fun would that be.

 

[Lost_Yonder]

Love these stories! Reminds me of a blog from some years ago of hotel workers and the stories they told, things they saw and experienced - lots of crazy stuff.

Regretfully, my own hotel experiences are mostly about "if only", or "what if", or other missed opportunities and flights of fancy.

 

[clistenovena]

Hotel rooms can be such fun.

No pocket knife here, though. No, it was one of those knives with a big ass blade (and that weird hook thing on the end of the blade) that hunters use to...well, do whatever they do to those poor animals after they kill them. I get that hunting is necessary to pare down numbers and so people can eat, but still.

Anyhoo, I digress. Which I do. A lot.

It was not part of the plot (but I knew him well, so trust was already there). He had me pinned down on my stomach when he flashed the knife. I mostly saw it in my peripheral vision, and at first I laughed. I don't know if I was too nervous or thought he was just messing with me. But that changed when he said in a very measured, matter-of-fact tone, but with just enough menace to have me pay very close attention, "You're going to want to be very still right now." That's the moment some real "oh shit" fear set in. Not that I was worried that he would gut me like a deer or anything, but that he was "a bit more of a wildcard than I realized" fear.

He proceeded to cut off most of my clothes, and then he...well, he did delicious things to me. Hot as fuck it was. As someone else said, "Ahh. The memories."

 

[Folders83]

Years ago i was at a work christmas night out in a city center hotel.

The receptionist at work would have nearly twice my age but she had been a professional dancer in her youth so looked amazing, long legs, tight body, great tits. She used to flirt woth me as well, always on the edge of talking dirty to me.

Well this night shes had a few wines and keot on grabbing me into the dancefloor and rubbing her arse against my cock etc. Then she spills her red wine all over me. I was like dont worry about its cool etc and she says no, no, ive got a room for the night let me get you dried off.Again i say its alright but she insists, grabs me by the hand and takes me to the lift then her room.

Me being still young is telling her not to worry about but shes adamant shes cleaning me up. As she grabs a towel and starts dabbing away at my thighs and my crotch she looks at me and says right get them off and before i know it shes on her knees undoing my belt and trousers. Then as she pulls them down my semi hard cock flops out of my boxers. Im stood there speechless and she just says ive always wondered how big yoyr cock was and starts sucking me off in one of the best blow jobs ive ever had.

Next thing were on the bed and im fucking her hard from the side, one hand round her neck the other playing with her clit and shes screaming for me to fuck her harder and harder, im struggling to keep up with her and i was late 20s she wouldve been in her mid 40 maybe older. She then turns round and orders me to fuck her arse which i then proceed to do all the time shes calling me a filthy bastard and a dirty wee fucker.

So after having this fuck demon bounce up and down on my cock, clawing my back, biting my shoulder she orders me again to cum all over her so i pull my cock out and wanked myself until one of the biggest loads in my life shot out. 3 huge blasts of spunks followed by a couple of smaller shots landed all over her tits and face and in her hair. I fell on the bed absolutely spent, panting like fuck as she lay next to me licking her lips and rubbing my cum all over her tits before sucking her fingers clean.

I said we better get cleaned up and go back downstairs before people noticed we werent there, wed already disappeared for an hour and she laughed and said there was no way she could go back down there now because her pussy was so wet she'd slide right off her chair. So we ended up drinking more wine in the room and had another couple of sessions through the night.

Went to work on monday which was a tad awkward and there were rumours floating about but i just said i went home to get changed then couldn't be arsed coming back out again. I left the company a few months later which was a shame as she was one great and dirty fuck.

 

[londonfemme]

I've had a few...

 

[Erlikkhan]

This is a little long but I thought it worth sharing. In my early twenties my friend John and I went to the beach to attend a party. John, a real ladies’ man, had an attractive dark haired girl named Rachael hanging all over him. Her friend Susan and I ended up together by default. John suggested we take the party back to our hotel. Susan was reluctant but came anyway. The room had two double beds. We opened some beers. John and Rachael sat on one bed with their backs against the headboard. Susan and I were sitting on the edge of the other facing them. It wasn’t long before John and Rachael began kissing. That progressed to fondling. They slid down on the bed getting more and more intimate. I decided to kiss Susan not knowing if she would let me but she did. She even let me feel her sizeable breasts. We could hear snaps popping and the rustling of clothes. When we fell back on the bed I saw Rachael on her knees sucking John’s cock. I pulled Susan closer and wedged a leg between hers. I moved my hand to Susan’s ass and squeezed it through her jeans. She continued to grind against me. We heard moans and gasps coming from the other bed. They were fucking. I rolled on top of Susan and slid my hands under her top. She wrapped her legs around me and we dry humped. I reached down to unfasten Susan’s jeans. She stopped me and said she wasn’t going to fuck me but if I wanted a blowjob she would give me one. I couldn’t believe it. As I rolled onto my back I looked over and saw John plowing into Rachael from behind. She had a firm grip on the headboard which pounded into the wall. I helped Susan unfasten my jeans. Her lips engulfed my cock. Her head bobbed up and down as she fucked me with her mouth. I could still see what was happening on the other bed. John rolled on top of Rachael and hooked his arms around her legs. He drove his cock straight down into her pussy. Her screams and shrieks grew louder. Then John grunted. I could see his face grimace as he pumped Rachael full of cum. Susan was still sucking my cock like a starved animal. I felt it swell between her lips. Susan pulled me from her mouth, wrapped her hand around my cock and pumped cum all over my shirt. We took a break and drank more beer. Susan wanted to leave but Rachael wasn’t ready. Pretty soon she and John were kissing and fondling each other. Susan got pissed and left telling Rachael to take a cab home. John said we would drive her. Then he asked Rachael if she would mind me joining them. She didn’t. It was my first ever threesome.

And that is my hotel encounter...

 

[FL30]

Without making this a realllly long story, and for those who don't know the story I'm in a LTR that is very different poly/incest/open mix.

My wife and I, 2 college age nieces and a mutual friend of theirs were going to Florida in my motorhome, one of the girls asked if a friend of theirs could tag along. Because of timing it meant the friend could get an extra week in Florida and then go home with her family. Sure, the more the merrier......

Because it was really terrible weather we neither made it as far south as we usually do, nor were we therefore far enough to be into warm enough weather to sleep comfortably in the coach for the first night. For the amount of $$$ involved we just hit a Holiday Inn Express, except they only had one junior suite left, we weren't the only ones trying to sleep off the snow storm.

The wife and I went downstairs to hit the hot tub for a while before bed. When we got back to the room we heard the shower running as we came in the door and then saw the 2 nieces, still dripping wet from showers, happily playing with each others pussies on the bed. Since we still just in robes from the hot tub the wife pushed me back towards a chair, pulled my robe open and told me to sit down and watch the show while she did her wifely duties, LOL. The girls were used to an audience and merely giggled at us 'old folks'.

The look on the friend however when she came out of the bathroom and saw my wife leaned over me and her head bobbing up and down in my lap was priceless though. You could have sipped a bowling ball in her mouth her jaw was hanging so low!!! She then turned and looked at the two girls on the bed and her eyes nearly popped out of her skull.

It took a just few moments for her expression to change from shock to interest, to curiosity, to lust. While still standing in that same spot her hand slowly slid into the opening of her robe and she was very obviously stroking her kitty. After a few minutes of this one of the girls beckoned her to the bed where the 2 of them undressed and ravaged her for a bit. When she and one of them flipped into a 69 the other called my wife over and they did the same. I don't know if it was the way it happened, or what happened, but this new girl was moaning and making all sorts of noises and just kept saying "I'm cumming, oh God, I'm cumming!".

I just sat back and watched the show for a few minutes until I heard a "Hello? Can I get a cock over here?"

After about an hour of that kind of play we were all pretty well done-for. We opened some wine and sat around giggling for a while, the friend commenting about how she had always thought her friend and her cousin were "awfully close" and now she knew just how close.

Lets just say the next three days of driving were a lot of fun.

WOW, really HOT story!!

 

[isebellabee23]

Oh, where do I start?

It could be the overeager maid. It could be the, um, open blinds. It could be the B&B with the thin walls and the 80-year-old owner. It could be the out-of-town encounter.

Please share your tales.

Flashing housekeeping, chatting with the staff topless, drinking wine on a balcony topless, skinny dipping, massages...

I LOVE hotels.

 

[Gwanji2]

The exhibitionism and window play, occasionally with a partner. The unexpected encounter in the lobby that leads to fun. Flirting with a fellow panelist during the day and waking up with her the next morning. Fucking late at night in the pool or hot tub. I could go on. . .

 

[flyingtinopener]

hotel and hoping

I,m visiting a hotel in Stratford at the end of April, and hoping to meet another discreet bi guy, would be nice to share some time together.

 

[PureThrills]

Rather bizarrely, it happened whilst I was drinking in the bar alone.

Meanwhile, my wife was in our hotel room receiving a naked "body-to-body" massage from a hunky guy.

Needless to say, my mind was imagining the delights she was receiving a few floors up