response 1 of 115:

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. 

response 3 of 115:

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.