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hotel exhibitionism
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Mar 2 19:38 UTC 2002 |
Hotel Exhibitionism
Me and my GF like to be kinky when we visit a hotel. After 1 am we
like to get totally nude and leave our room to cavort about in the
hallways, laundry rooms, and vending areas. We like to screw while
out there, especially in the elevators. Play with "toys" is also a
kick... We both wear ski-masks just in case there are security
cameras we're not aware of. Anybody else have any experiences?
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bobbi
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response 1 of 115:
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Mar 2 23:54 UTC 2002 |
Let me describe this t-shirt I was wearing. It was the kind of thin white
t-shirt that they give away for promotions and the like. I got this one
from a run I had participated in, and it was one of the cheapest t-shirts
I had ever seen. I wore it because it was comfortable on hot nights.
There really wasn't much to it, the fabric was so thin. It was long for a
t-shirt, but very short for a nightshirt. It barely covered my ass, and my
nipples were plainly visible through the thin material. And I wasn't
wearing any underwear.
The ice machine was located all the way down at the other end of the hall
on our floor. I figured there were probably 40 rooms between our room and
the little room the ice machine was in. Tom asked if I was going to put on
any panties and I said, "that would take all of the fun out of it, don't
you think?" He was rubbing his cock through his shorts as he agreed with me.
He asked what I would do if someone saw me, and I told him that I would
probably smile at them and keep walking to the ice machine.
I hadn't shut the door, and from out in the hall I heard a door shut
nearby. I looked up at Tom, and we both listened as we heard footsteps
approaching. Someone walked by our room heading in the direction of the
ice machine! I got to my feet and peeked out the door. There was a guy
walking down the hall, and in his hand was an ice bucket!
I told Tom to think of me on my knees with a strange guys cock in my
mouth, and grabbed the ice bucket and stepped into the hall and walked off
towards the ice machine. The guy heard me walking up behind him and
turned his head to see who was coming. He stopped in his tracks and
stared as I walked towards him. He was so taken with me that he just stood
there as I walked right by him. Once I had passed him, he started to
follow me. I entered the little room that contained the ice machine and some
other vending machines, and I waited for him to catch up. As he entered the
room, I made sure that I was bent over, exposing my wet pussy to him. I
looked over my shoulder at him and said hello.
I asked if he could help me with something and he said he'd try. I told
him that I really needed to be fucked (I know I told Tom I would suck this guy
off, but I needed a cock in my pussy), and asked if he would do it. I
reached over and stroked his cock through his pants, then he unbuttoned and
unzipped his pants. He had a regular-sized cock and it slid easily into my
hot pussy. As he fucked me, I told him that I wanted him to cum on my
face. Well, it didn't take long, and he was telling me he was going to
come. I turned around and dropped to my knees and waited for him to shoot all
over my face. I wasn't disappointed! He came in big gobs on my face, and
even shot some in my hair. I took him in my mouth for the last couple of
spurts and deep-throated him.
Then I got to my feet and picked up my ice. As I left the ice machine
room, I could see Tom peeking around our door at me. I walked toward him
licking my lips.
When I got back to our room, I walked over to the bed and lay down. Tom
came over and just kind-of stared at me. I asked if he liked what he saw.
I told him that I had sucked the guy off just like I said I'd do, and
asked if he could see the cum on my face. Well, he knelt on the bed and
lowered himself, pushing his hard cock into my well-lubricated pussy, and
began to fuck me with long slow strokes. He asked me lots of questions
about how I'd approached the guy, if I'd enjoyed it, etc.. I told him that
it was great!! I told him how I loved feeling this strange guys cock as he
pushed it between my lips and deep down my throat. I told him how I'd let
him shoot his cum on my face, and how I'd then engulfed his cock so that I
could taste it. Then I told Tom that I wanted him to cum in my mouth.
Well, that sent him over the edge, and he moved up to my head and let me
suck his cock into my mouth. He shot stream after stream into my hungry
mouth and I swallowed it all.
Afterward, we talked about what had happened, and discovered that Tom
really liked the thought of me sucking that guy off. Then I told him that
I'd let him fuck me first, before I got him to cum on my face, and that
I'd really enjoyed that. Tom was starting to get hard again.
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phenix
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response 2 of 115:
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Mar 3 06:32 UTC 2002 |
eh-hem.
please re-read the rules. and cum/bobbi at 207.203.64.97
all i ask is that you appropriatly title items.
this is clearly not a discussion of toys, it's a porn story.
this cf is already cluttered and drifting so please, enter two
new items
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cum
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response 3 of 115:
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Mar 3 21:35 UTC 2002 |
I really liked bobbi's adventure to the ice machine; she sure knows how to
cause a melt-down.
Jill and I recently attended a convention and had an adventure of our own.
First let it be known that we're not just into straight sex in our hotel
experiences; sometimes "toy play" is our principal focus.
After watching a disgustingly routine adult film in our room we decided to
spice up the remainder of the evening by ourselves. I enjoy the look, feel
and aroma of her aroused pussy. We have a game of marbles that is in no
way similar to any game the little guys play on street corners. In our
game Jill reclines on the bed with a pillow under her bottom so that her
pussy is inclined more upward. Then I sort of massage style insert as many
glass marbles into her cunt as she can hold. On this night she held 78 of
them. Jill says "I love the full sensation your little bobbles give me
down there." Jill has a shaved, ultimately smooth beaver. After I've
filled her I cover and contain her labia with a piece of duct tape. This
keeps the marbles insider her when sh e gets up and walks about.
Next Its time to attach a speed inhibitor to her ankle. This item consists
of a plastic coated dumbbell a 3 foot section of cord and an ankle strap
which is much like a dog collar only smaller. The rule is that Jill may at
no time touch any part of the "speed inhibitor". We are of course both
buck naked, it is 1:24 am as we don our ski-masks and head out of our
room.
The hall is clear and quiet, Jill fights hard to contain a chuckle as we
proceed as stealthily as possible down the hall with her "speed inhibitor"
bouncing along on the carpeted floor. At the end of the hall we take the
fire stairs down 1 flight and emerge on an identical hallway. I've
brought along a pillow and a plastic bag for the next step of our
"outing". I place the pillow on the floor and Jill assumes the same
position as the one on the bed in our room. Then I rip the tape from her
snatch followed by noisy gasp that is her reaction to the tape coming off.
As hastily as possible I fumble around with my fingers in Jill's creamy
snatch removing marbles and storing them in the plastic bag. I'm able to
scoop out 66 of them in short order. Then I have her stand and my fingers
find another 8 marbles.
The rule now is that we can not return to the room 'til the remaining 4
are out of Jill's steaming pussy. We make our way down this hall to the
elevator; we push the up button and while we wait my fingers find marble
75. The door opens, fortunately there's no one aboard. We put the pillow
down right in the doorway and Jill again reclines on it so that I can
mount her and give her a good screwing. After I erupt in her my fingers
find marbles 76 and 77. This is where the hard part begins, gotta get the
last marble before we can again take shelter in our room.
We stand up in the elevator as we hear someone coming down the hall; I
quickly push the button for the top floor. The doors slide closed just as
this older lady is walking up to the door; by her expression at the last
instant I believe she was surprised by our state. Now I'm concerned
'cause who knows what kind of stink that lady will make with the
front-desk? While we ride up to the top I untie Jill's "speed inhibitor".
At the top we exit the elevator and bound down the hall. At the end by the
door to the fire stairs, Jill grabs my joint and drops to her knees
insisting on taking the time to suck me off. With much adrenaline pounding
in our veins I finally spurt my load down JIll's throat. Then we enter the
fire stairs and start down. On the second flight down, marble 78 escapes
Jill's steamy quim and bounces to the next landing. I scoop it up and we
uneventfully descend the next 3 floors. I check the hallway and it's still
empty. Feeling brave, we both crab-walk back to the door to our room. We
enter and are again safe from the wilds of our hotel's halls.
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jazz
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response 4 of 115:
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Mar 3 23:06 UTC 2002 |
GREX. It doesn't take all kinds, we just have all kinds.
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morwen
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response 5 of 115:
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Mar 5 01:37 UTC 2002 |
resp:2 I agree, this item should REALLy be retitled to reflect the
contents. IE This item is for adults only.
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jazz
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response 6 of 115:
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Mar 5 02:25 UTC 2002 |
As might any item, potentially, on GREX.
Some people forget that children might read items; others don't care,
and don't let considerations for potential audiences stifle good
conversations.
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phenix
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response 7 of 115:
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Mar 5 03:24 UTC 2002 |
what he said
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brighn
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response 8 of 115:
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Mar 5 04:26 UTC 2002 |
Which of the rules is being broken? The title describes the items, we're to
believe the posts are true (I have no way of knowing), and there's no rule
in the entry screen about saying adult items must be so marked.
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jmsaul
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response 9 of 115:
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Mar 5 13:39 UTC 2002 |
This is the SEX conference. I think it's obvious that any item, at any time,
could contain adult content just from the conference title.
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phenix
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response 10 of 115:
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Mar 5 17:53 UTC 2002 |
works for me
wow
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morwen
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response 11 of 115:
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Mar 6 00:29 UTC 2002 |
<shrug> okay. I give. But I still think that the word "Pornographic"
should be included in the title of this. Then again, I feel the same
way about the three or four things that Jamie posted over in Agora. :P
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jmsaul
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response 12 of 115:
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Mar 6 01:27 UTC 2002 |
Is that for aesthetic reasons (you want to skip poorly written Net Porn)
or moral reasons?
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jaklumen
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response 13 of 115:
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Mar 6 04:41 UTC 2002 |
Me, I'd say a little of both. It would be nice to have a little
warning in either case.
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jmsaul
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response 14 of 115:
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Mar 6 06:42 UTC 2002 |
Um...
Item 21: hotel exhibitionism
Entered by jack ulation (cum) on Sat, Mar 2, 2002 (14:38):
This isn't rocket science, really.
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jazz
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response 15 of 115:
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Mar 6 06:42 UTC 2002 |
I kinda wonder what the poster (or posters, if they are indeed
seperate entities) wanted to see out of the forum they were posting this in;
any reasonable exhibitionist who liked to tell stories would know that just
posting stories doesn't make it very likely they'll be believed.
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hoe
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response 16 of 115:
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Mar 6 07:45 UTC 2002 |
Hi ! My name is Christy Anne and I'm an eighteen
year old sex worker. I really want to say how happy I
am that somebody has finally gotten around to
telling about some sexual experiences instead of the
constant bickering and moralizing that has been the
typical fare for discussion in this sexuality
conference.
I want to tell about visits I have with a regular client
here where I live most of the year. Mike is a thirty
year old father of two with a prudish and churchy
wife; that comes to me to consistently recharge his
batteries, if you know what I mean?
First, my figure can be described as 36C-25-38 and
you should know that I have a number of body
piercings. I have bar studs in both of my perky
nipples and 3 captivating rings that close my pussy
lips most of the time. Normally, I remove my body
jewelry before seeing clients; Mike is so attentive
that he discovered the holes from the piercings and
demanded to see my jewelry installed. I also have
toe rings that I sometimes wear on the middle toes
of both my left and right feet.
Mike likes to see me in a motel that has a balcony
walkway past each of the rooms. and the rooms all
have large picture windows that allow full view into
the bed area especially after dark. Mike likes me to
wear white thigh-high stockings and when I arrive he
has me remove everything except the stockings. I
start each session by putting on his long-sleeve
white shirt which I am never allowed to button. We
always open the room's drapes as fully as possible
'cause he is excited by exhibiting our adult play to
whoever walks by and cares to view what's happening.
Mike begins by removing first my nipple studs and
then my pussy rings. He exercises extreme care to
have me recline on the bed with my open thighs
toward the big window. Next he massages my chest,
waist, hips and cunt with a special lotion he supplies
that is somewhat like a lotion and somewhat like an
oil if you can imagine that being spread on my
smooth, tanned skin. Next he lathers my entire pubic
area and shaves me HAIRLESS taking perfect care
not to block the WINDOW'S view of the entire process.
After my labia have been smoothed he slowly
removes those white stockings and plays with my
toe-rings; occasionally he gives me a pedicure or
paints my toe-nails. All this attention that Mike is
focusing upon me is causing a full head of 'steam' to
build up in him. He always blows his first copious
load externally on my pussy and massages his juice
into my skin just like a lotion. While he massages his
cum into my cunt I like to have him lie end to end
and give him a little head.
When enters me, he like to have me on my hands
and knees on the bed and sideways to the window
while he is standing. Occasionally, he'll bind my
wrists and ankles with leather straps for our fuck
sessions. He particularly likes to massage my ass
while his reinflated cock impales my pussy.
Mike tells me he wants to knock me up 'cause he'd
like to massage my big belly too. Since I see Mike
regularly, I never have to groom my pussy for
myself. He also tells me he wants to have me tattoed
with a special icon that he won't describe to me; I
know where he got that idea 'cause he had me watch
that film called the Story of 'O'. What do You think?
Want to have me come visit you?
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jmsaul
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response 17 of 115:
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Mar 6 15:27 UTC 2002 |
Re #15: Especially since these look like they've just been copied off Usenet
or something.
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jazz
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response 18 of 115:
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Mar 6 16:33 UTC 2002 |
All I ever read well enough to recognize was Kateri's stuff, and this
ain't it.
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jmsaul
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response 19 of 115:
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Mar 6 16:46 UTC 2002 |
They just look like that kind of generic story.
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jazz
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response 20 of 115:
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Mar 6 16:58 UTC 2002 |
True; it definitely doesn't sound like real reports from the field.
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brighn
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response 21 of 115:
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Mar 6 16:59 UTC 2002 |
#16 has a personalized paragraph at the beginning, FWIW. OTOH, I think it's
offensive to come in here and say, "Oh, the new people are SO wonderful
because they're posting things *I* want to read, and you people who have been
here for YEARS and who are talking about things you want to talk about? YOU
SUCK! How dare you talk about things YOU enjoy in YOUR conf?"
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jazz
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response 22 of 115:
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Mar 6 17:36 UTC 2002 |
Well, it's not all that strange when you consider they're all the same
person. You don't need to do the actual legwork on this one, either -
they've all got unusual online habits and characteristic phrasing, which
suggests that it's not even three people who know each other, but one person.
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phenix
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response 23 of 115:
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Mar 6 17:37 UTC 2002 |
ok. what exactly is the problem here?
your local fw has lost track of what the argument's over.
also, if i DO find that these stories are plagerized i WILL freeze
this item, notify the original authors and give them the posters
ip.
i will also post something to this effect in the item so that it's not some
random freeze thing.
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jazz
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response 24 of 115:
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Mar 6 17:38 UTC 2002 |
This is a situation that calls for good old-fashioned skepticism and
gentle guiding into active participation, not a bazooka ... :)
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