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An Hour Ago

My wife has gone out to get some food. I stayed in, because for the past hour, in the apartment across the alley from my holiday let, there has been a lady cleaning. In her 50s dressed in booty shorts and a tight Brasil t-shirt. The apartments are maybe 5m apart, and hers is slightly above mine. She's been watching us lounge around while doing her cleaning. I've been watching her, making a little show while she sweeps the floor, dancing, shaking her big ass.

My wife asked me to go but I feigned tiredness. As soon as she left I came over to the window. She's seen me and stays in sight. She came to the balcony and lit a cigarette. I'm at the window. I removed my shorts, standing in just my pants. She watches, glances away, but she's watching.

I put my hand in my pants and stroke my cock. The window frame obscures my face but I can discretely see her watching as I stroke my cock. I want to open the window and ask her if i can come over, thinking I could fuck her on that bed and be back before my wife returns. I don't have the nerve but do carry on stroking my cock. She returns to her jobs. Returning to the open balcony doors frequently to watch me.

I have precum in my pants. She closes a shutter but remains watching through the slats. I am getting close. About to take my cock out so she can watch me cum when I hear keys jingling. I rush to close the blind as my wife returns.

Show's over.

Make You Wet

After Celeste's confession (2pages along) of her love for pussy and butt holes, now all I can think about is licking pussy.

It's going to be on my mind all day in the office as my colleagues pass by. Wondering if any would just want me to lick them. Been so long since I made someone cum in the office.

I know mens answer on this. Ladies, do you ever just see someone in the office and wish he'd take you somewhere and make you cum with his mouth?

Timing For A View

Walking to the station one evening after work, an attractive young lady happened to be shutting the blind to her window. Hers was the ground floor bay window of a large terrace, but she didn't close the blind all the way leaving a small gap at the bottom.

I walked on toward the station, then decided to walk back and make another pass. As I walked slowly by I could partially see two women in the room. I walked up the road some more, made a discrete U-turn and headed back in the original direction. As I made the final pass, I paused. Inside, through the crack in the blind one of the girls removed her leggings. I was now looking at her naked bum. I stopped and watched.

As other people came down the street I pretended to be looking at my phone or answering a call until they passed. In the time I stood outside I saw both girls dressing and undressing - I could only see their trimmed crotches and bums. Both were trying on skirts in the mirror for a Friday night out in London.

I've passed a few times since and nothing. But what a lucky shot that was.

What I Think About When I Close My Eyes

We haven't seen each other in six years. Now both married with kids and we find ourselves in this hotel room.

I stand behind you, and we are facing the mirror. My left arm around your chest pulling you tight into me. Your back pressed against me, your bum against my cock.

My right hand slips under your skirt, as I feel your wet lips. I stroke your pussy, your hot wet pussy. All the while pulling you into me, my arm around your neck as my other hand strokes you. The vision of you in the mirror eyes closed, breathing heavily. My left hand I slip under your top, exposing your small breast. Gripping you. I need your flesh.

"There. Don't stop. Please" you beg.

I can feel your breathing on my cheek, as my fingers stroke you. You're soaking wet. I can't believe I finally have you again.

"Don't stop. Don't stop." You're whimpering.

My hand grips your neck.

I want you so much.

I feel your body convulse against me. Eyes closed, mouth open. Your head falls forward but I pull you back up, I want to see you. I want to hold this picture of you in the mirror.

I still remember. Your face, your words, your wet.

I miss you.

Meeting Room Table

I was 22 at uni she was 31, divorced. We met in a bar. Over the next months we'd fool around anywhere we could. I couldn't take her to mine, nor me to hers as she had a daughter and was back living with her parents.

Sex was anywhere else we could: often in her car, once in a graveyard, parks, fondling in pub booths, anywhere.

My favourite was at her office. We were messaging and she was complaining about her work having nothing to do and let it slip that no one was there. I drove there quick time, texting at traffic lights. She was surprised to have me knock at the office door. She dragged me inside, and locked the door.

The next hour was kissing at her desk; bodies pressed together, hands in pants. She stripped to her underwear, took my hand and led me to a meeting room. The image of following her and her bubble butt in black lingerie and heels to the meeting room table. I laid her on the table and was licking her pussy when the table toppled over with us both on it. We laughed a lot.

Back to the main office I was sat in a desk as she was sat in a chair slowly sucking my cock, looking at me. At that point the office door handle started rattling as someone was trying to get in. She ran to get her clothes on, I hurriedly pulled my trousers back up. She was shouting 'I can't find the key' stalling for time to whoever was on the other side of the door. Eventually a minute or two later she opened the door.

A woman stepped in, looked at her all flustered, sees me - a random person- sat at the desk trying to look casual and mouthed 'ohh.'

Rumbled.

I hastily made my excuses and left.

Nearly 20years ago but I still see that arse walking me to the room. Good times.

How I Discovered The World Of Swingers

True story:
Sat on the tube on my way home from work, I realised I was sitting on someone's phone. Oops, I guess I'll hang on to it and when the owner calls it I can get it back to them. I put it in my pocket and went home.

A day passed and no one rang. Unusually it was a basic flip phone, (2017). I'll look in the call list and let the last person dialled know that I have the phone. I tried to call the last number but it was a pay as you go with no credit.

I opened the last text: EmmaPoF. I was about to try a text but of course I read the message... the very racy message. Wow, myguy is having some fun chat with

Emmapof*:
'I love tasting you. Your pussy tastes like...'

I read others:
VickyFAB*: 'when are you free again, I want to play'

Aisha*: I'm wet at work thinking about you

And so on... this was myguys burner phone. And he is getting a LOT of pussy! Man he must be shitting himself about losing this, his hit list of PlentyOfFish chicks.

The prize was AbiFAB*: who wanted him to gape her asshole. And some other really wild shit.

I googled Fab and discovered it was a dating site... And that's how I joined a swinger site...

Watching People Ski

I've never done illicit substances. (Mods say I can't type d r * g s.) Ok, aside from a drag on a spliff once but that's like saying I'm a vegetarian cos I ate a cheese sandwich one time.

Taking substances never appealed to me. Perhaps it was growing up in the 90's and the news of overdoses from rogue E's, or the harrowing image of Leah Betts' slumped body with a syringe in her arm.

I say this, yet the image of someone snorting powder intrigues me. Smoking is such a common sight and people taking tablets isn't particularly visually interesting either. But watching the act of snorting a line I find fascinating. I wonder what it feels like to have something go up your nose. The ceremony of cutting a line. I wonder how it feels to fuck on cocaine. I don't care for dr*gs, in fact I fear them. But watching someone snort them, I find... almost erotic.

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Last Night In Manhattan

This is me piecing together last night from photos and phone numbers. All this happened and I'm recording it here for posterity.

Went to a pub on the corner. Nice, mundane. Nothing happened just sipped my pint. Was (I think) a very nice mother daughter having dinner at L'Americain opposite.

Walked and found a fantastic spot. Basement bar in a hotel I think, music popping and the place is full of baddies. The 25yo Sofia Vergara-esque stunner at the bar being entertained by Floyd Mayweather Sr. The table of models, all 5'10... Asian, black and a red head. Women so hot they could be Latina porn stars.

Got talking to a knockout chick from Houston called Diamond. Vibing til she asks me 'my status'. Peters out fast when I tell her I'm married.

The chicks here are incredible.

Been a few hours and it's now drying out. Sometimes after midnight. As I'm leaving a woman with a body looking like it's been drawn by a 13yo boy. Face, tits, arse. She's sat with two guys and I get her number.

Walking down Lex Ave (?) and I ask directions from what turns out to be an older Italian gent and his French trans gf. Go to the bar with them, has a basement bar which is fun. Stood at the bar get chatting to two Russian mills. Very good looking. Brunette with blue eyes and a blonde who looks bored but mildly competitive because I spoke to the brunette first.

The Italian speaks no English and the French trans chick seems to like me. Feels like it could become a party.

Another hot chick, gorgeous Latina who drove here. A comical 20mins as we try to enter her number in my phone. But enjoyed some kissing and staring at her beautiful tits.

Trans and Italian want to leave. Tell them I know one place might still be open (a rooftop bar I went to previous night). Get in a cab. Trans is grabbing my dick and kissing me. Italian dude sat next to her watching. Ok this is different.

Get to rooftop bar, it's closing. An amusing 20mins haggling with the bouncer to let us in. Mayweather Sr is outside this time with a knockout black woman. 'Ah i saw you in (basement bar). I omit the part about Sofia Vergara who he must have been paying for. I try to chat up the black girl in front of him but he gets pissed when I ask for her number. The host of the club - a young black guy - remembers me from yesterday. We get in - not on the roof but another club in the basement which I didn't know was there. Host has clocked off and likes me. We have shots.

Text the latina from the previous bar to see if we eventually got a working phone number. 'Who's this?'. Ha, we just kissed half an hour ago. Talking to a blonde chick in this club, nice hips and arse. Young black host. Tall French trans chick. It's past 4am. This is a different night to normal. Blonde has a bf, dude in a cowboy hat. French trans wants to 'suck my dick' in her hotel. Young black host kisses me in a corner. We get a cab. He has a bf. Can't come back to mine either as my wife is there. Kiss in the cab.

Home, wake up. Look at blurry photos. Look at phone list - New numbers from Russian, the porn star from first bar, the Latina - who can't remember me, the trans chick...

Saturday night in NYC.

Steam Room Views

Saturday night, drinking alone in the city and had zero game, trying and failing to chat up any girls. Bar lights went on, it's 3am, I'm horny and sad.

Decide to go to a 24h sauna because a room full of men felt like a better option than a lonely hotel wank.

I don't really find men attractive, but I do like being in a room full of sexual energy. I've had my cock sucked a couple of times, the last was over year ago.

Wandering around a sauna with eyes on you and stray hands rubbing against you is a good way to feed the ego, when plan A (chat a girl up) and plan B (hookers are expensive) have failed.

It's actually pretty amazing to see and hear people fucking. A guy sat in the steam room sucking a dick; someone bent over getting fucked; a few guys wanking over another. There's a lot happening.

One couple got my attention: muscular Asian guy sat with an older white guy in a steam room. I sat nearby and watched them kiss, suck, and stroke. Despite being in the open it was incredibly intimate. I didn't realise how close I was sat til the white guy began stroking my leg as the other guy was licking his cock.

We shared a smile, all stood up and got close together. Now I became the focus for both of them. Our bodies pressed against each other. One was kissing my neck. The others' hands on my cock. My arms were around both grabbing their asses. The Chinese guy was tall and smooth all over; I could feel the white guys' hair and stubble on my shoulder.

Our bodies were pressed tight in a three, cocks rubbing against each other, all sweaty from the steam.

One knelt down and put me in his mouth, blowing me in this tiny steam room. I leaned over him and put the taller guy in my mouth. My hands around his ass, my tongue on his dick. All the while the other guy is sucking mine.

We switched and then switched again. It was so intoxicating. Flesh, tongues, dicks, hands everywhere. At one point I sat and tried to suck two at once, but I couldn't really do it. We switched again.

I told them I'm close, and we squeezed together tighter. My hands were grabbing their asses. I don't even know who's hands were on my dick as I came. I came hard!

Spent, and smiling I thanked them. They went back to playing together. I left satisfied. Then perhaps even a little regretful, but mostly with a feeling of elation.

An Hour Ago

My wife has gone out to get some food. I stayed in, because for the past hour, in the apartment across the alley from my holiday let, there has been a lady cleaning. In her 50s dressed in booty shorts and a tight Brasil t-shirt. The apartments are maybe 5m apart, and hers is slightly above mine. She's been watching us lounge around while doing her cleaning. I've been watching her, making a little show while she sweeps the floor, dancing, shaking her big ass.

My wife asked me to go but I feigned tiredness. As soon as she left I came over to the window. She's seen me and stays in sight. She came to the balcony and lit a cigarette. I'm at the window. I removed my shorts, standing in just my pants. She watches, glances away, but she's watching.

I put my hand in my pants and stroke my cock. The window frame obscures my face but I can discretely see her watching as I stroke my cock. I want to open the window and ask her if i can come over, thinking I could fuck her on that bed and be back before my wife returns. I don't have the nerve but do carry on stroking my cock. She returns to her jobs. Returning to the open balcony doors frequently to watch me.

I have precum in my pants. She closes a shutter but remains watching through the slats. I am getting close. About to take my cock out so she can watch me cum when I hear keys jingling. I rush to close the blind as my wife returns.

Show's over.

Happiest Ending

Clothes off I lay face down on the table. The room has a dim light and closed curtains. My face in a pillow and unusually this massage table has a space cut out for my crotch.

She begins running hot oil along my legs, massaging my calves and hamstrings. As she works her way up she reaches under and strokes my balls with her hot oily hands. That crotch space works well as she can run her hand all the way up. It feels amazing as she circles the tip of my cock with her fingers.

The massage resumes to my back. She straddles me, and I can feel her pussy rubbing against my bum as she massages my back and shoulders. I'm face down gently moaning as she works my neck.

I can feel her body against my back. Her face near my ear I turn as much as I can and we kiss. Hot, passionate tongues.

A half hour passes and she asks me to turn over. I turn over on my back at full mast. She's beside the table stroking my cock. 'You like prostate massage?' Sure, I reply. Now in the past this meant a massuse pressing my hole. This girl reaches into a little bag and pulls out a latex glove!!

Lube on, her finger probes my arsehole as her other hand is on my cock. Tensing my cock in her grip feels great but I realise my arsehole tenses too so I try to relax. I can feel her further in. It's a strange sensation as if I have to go to the toilet but I try to relax. Minutes pass of her stroking my prostate. She gently slides out and I realise she had two fingers in me. The sensation as she slides out is wonderful.

She smiles and mumbles something I don't understand. I'm breathing heavily and rock hard. She finds a condom from her bag and puts it on. She squats her petite frame above and lowers herself on to me, letting out some exaggerated gasps. 'You big... mmm'. ( I'm not but I appreciate the effort).

If I'm lucky I'll last 20seconds. Holding on hasn't been a strong point this past year and this petite chick has had me with a hard on for at least forty minutes. But this girl fucks differently. She lowers down all the way and grinds her pussy against me. I can feel her clit against my torso. She fucks like a champion. Grinding away, tiny tits with erect nipples, making herself feel good. I am balls deep. And I realise since it's not the usual movement against the head of my cock I am lasting! This is amazing. She keeps on fucking, grinding. My thumb against her clit as she's gasping.

Eventually I succumb to a wonderful orgasm. She cleans me up as I lay spent on the table. I pull her to me and she lays her head on my chest. Our bodies entwined for perhaps twenty minutes, kissing.

It ends with us both in the shower, soaping each other. I get hard again and she strokes my balls as I wank to a climax against her stomach. More incomprehensible words and smiles before I dress and leave.

If only my wife fucked me like that.

Room 322

What is it about being in a hotel where all your inhibitions just leave?

Earlier I was naked at the window hoping someone can see me.

Now I'm lying here naked on the bed stroking myself to these stories. Six feet tall, athletic build, average penis.

I want to leave the door open. I don't care who comes in. Just someone come in. Touch me or don't touch me.

Just come in... tell me what you'd like to do or see.