Hotel Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I was starting to like my new "home" I didn't wake every night, but whenever I did and couldn't get back to sleep, I would tiptoe to my landlady's room and fuck her. She was always welcoming and, even more delightful, she was usually wet. One night, though, after we had drunk 2 bottles of wine with dinner, I woke with a very stubborn erection. I padded down the hall and found her sleeping on her stomach, naked. I shook her shoulder but she didn't budge. I climbed on top of her naked body and rubbed my erection against the crack of her bottom. She didn't stir. I desperately wanted to fuck her and needed her to roll over, but she was out and wouldn't move. Finally, I was completely desperate a

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She tilted her head to the side, her hand falling onto her hip. My eyes followed the movement, and carefully, I placed the glass down and stared back at her. “What do grown-ups do in a hotel, Kimberly?” I fired back. Redness crept to her face, and just as I had thought, it was annoying. “They have sex.” She deadpanned. “And sex is what we are going to have.” I folded my arms across my chest. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, stifling a smile. “And what makes you so sure I will give into your charm?” Her voice was a few frequencies lower. A little hard to get wouldn’t hurt. So I gave in!

He had nowhere to go so he stayed in the hotel room and watched television. However, the room next door seemed to be using speakers to play porn at maximum volume. Hearing this, Rex, who was laying on the bed watching television, was extremely annoyed. Meanwhile, Thomas found some poker cards so he asked Lily, Johnathan and Rex to play a few games together. At the end of the day, He lost over 5,000. After returning from the snow mountains, Hilda didn't leave her room and spent the whole day having s*x with Nathan in the hotel room.

Kourtney turned to leave, and Jeff followed slowly behind. There was a quiet observation deck at the back of the hotel. "What's up, come on," Kourtney said. "Aren't you curious about ......" Suddenly, there was a strange sound from the corridor outside. Curious, they both looked out through the wall, only to see a man and woman, about to up on alcohol, having sex directly in the hallway. The man pressed the woman against the wall, lifted her skirt and pulled out his "big chocolate" and plunged right in. The woman had no qualms about screaming out loud.

The lies become our language. A stolen, frantic handjob in the supply closet during Sasha’s 30th birthday party, my back against the paper towels, his mouth smothering my moans. A quick, desperate fuck in the guest bathroom at Thanksgiving. Me, bent over the sink, my dress around my waist, his hand clamped over my mouth as he pounded into me from behind, his cock hitting depths that made me see stars, while his wife chatted with her mother just down the hall.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

“We can see which holes she likes best to be fucked in.” Hannah was a tiny, petite and utterly gorgeous girl. Nobody was entirely sure of her heritage but she looked perhaps half-Portuguese. And the image of her naked on a bed, her small breasts on show, Helen between her legs, pushing a thick strap-on into the girl, stretching her out... I was getting hard again, and quickly. “We need condoms,” I said. “If we keep talking like this I’m liable to fuck you again.” A smirk from Helen’s beautiful lips. “What about Carol, then,” she said. “You like the look of her. What about her, bent over a desk, skirt up, begging for cock?”

She wouldn't give me the sex styles I want, always complaining that she's tired, and she doesn't last, always cummin too quickly, when I'm not even half satisfied yet. ‎The day I saw my girlfriend's mom masturbating, I had gone over to her place to see Juliet. Juliet's room is located at the end of the hallway, while her mom's room is the first one in the hallway. ‎I was passing the hallway to go see Juliet in her room when I heard the quiet moans and grunts coming from her mom's cracked door. I couldn't stop myself from peeking inside the room a little. That was when I saw her, spread naked on her bed with one hand pinching her tit, while the other was thrusting the dildo in and out of her

The cool floor under her bare feet contrasted with the heat radiating from her body, and every shift of her thighs made her aware of the slick mess between them and the way her pussy lips felt puffy and used. The foyer opened into a long hallway, and the moans grew louder as she progressed, the air thicker with the scent of sex, sweat, cum, and arousal all blended into an intoxicating fog. She passed side rooms where there was a man on his knees rimming a woman's ass while she sucked off two others and a pile of limbs on a rug where it was impossible to tell where one body ended and another began.