I’m a M35. Tall, fit, handsome. I’ve decided to tell the tales of my sexual adventures. If you don’t believe them, idc. I know where my dick’s been

This is a fun tale…

4 years ago. I rented out my Air bnb guest house to a F37. Let’s call her Mallory.

Mallory was around 5’5. A natural red head. She was small and slim. Not muscular fit. Being a mother of 4 she didn’t have much time for the gym. But she was healthy. Her skin was on the paler side having just come from a northern winter state. Small yet perky tits, a handful. Her smile was sweet and innocent. Her lips were thin but attractive. Shallower men would say she’s a 6. But I’m into housewives… 😏

It was late April when Mallory arrived. She arrived Friday mid-day. I was working remotely so I was able to be around to greet her. Instantly I was attracted to Mallory, who was wearing a red floral sundress… Sundresses are always a weakness of mine. But my hopes were dashed when I noticed a ring on her finger…

I gave Mallory the usual tour of the premises and invited her to my air bnb “happy hour”. I do this for all my guests. Tourist on vacation are looking to let loose most of the time so it’s a nice touch added by my air bnb hosting. Probably why I have a 5 star.

Anyways, Mallory politely declined saying she had to meet up with her friends soon. She revealed her sorority sisters are celebrating their 15th college reunion. I gave her a few drink and food recommendations before we parted ways.

April is a weird season. It’s not quite summer. Spells of rain showers can ruin vacations. This particular weekend was heavy rain. I didn’t see Mallory Friday night or Saturday during the day. It just kept pouring and pouring.

Saturday night I went out with some old buddies and we ended up drinking the week away. Feeling very drunk I decided it was best to return home and go to sleep. Fuck hangovers.

I changed into my bed attire (a tank and grey sweats) and laid down. Before I could doze off I luckily heard the faintest sounds of a knock at my front door. My curiosity at who could be knocking at my door this late was answered as I looked through the peep hole of my door to find Mallory. Her white eggshell sundress was soaking wet from the downpour...

I opened. She was drunk. Not sloppy drunk. But she clearly had a good time with her friends. Just like me.

“I’m so sorry! I think i lost my key!”, she explained

I smiled, “Don’t worry, I never charge for the first lost key.”

I told her to come in and led her through my house to the kitchen where I searched through the drawer for the spare key. As I did I made small talk with her about her night and which food and bars her and her friends went to. Mallory was drunk energetic. And liquid honest. “I wanted to keep the party going! I haven’t had a night out in months! But they were all tired out! We used to drink and party all night in college! Now we’re so old!” She joked. “Sorry I’m rambling”

I laughed, and held up the key, “Try not to lose it.”

“Thank you” she took the key. I notice a linger of eye contact. Drunk and feeling momentum, I quickly added in, “why didn’t your friends wanna keep the party going?”

“Early flights. Nobody wanted to get hungover.”

“Flying hungover is rough.”

“The worst.”

“Well, since you’re friends didn’t wanna keep the party going, if you’re interested… As part of your air bnb package I do offer a late night happy hour.”

“Really? That wasn’t listed on the description.” she said playing along.

“It’s only for our best guests.”

“Wow. You must have had really bad guest before me if I’m still the best after I lost your key.”

“It’s been mostly trainwrecks.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I should (go).”

“Smart.” We shared a smile, “try not to lose that key.”

She turned to leave. As she approached my back door which leads out yard (and the guest house) she turned back.

“You know what…I haven’t been out in months... It’s my last day of vacation, I think I want a drink”

“What may I get you.”

I made her an old fashion, as requested, And made myself one too. I knew while pouring this drink an impending hangover was on its way tomorrow morning… but whatever. Some hangovers can be worth it. And this one was one of those…

I played some music (she was into 60s-70s rock). We chatted. I learned about her and her friends. Where they went to school. Craziest party stories. We had around 3-4 rounds of old fashions. With each round she revealed more about herself to me. Our talk was deep and intimate. We were essentially two strangers who knew this was our only moment we’ll ever be together in life. There wasn’t worry about judgement. It was all in the moment. Pure connection. Romantic in its own way.

She revealed to me she had 4 kids. How the party part of her life has been essentially over since she got pregnant unexpectedly months after college graduation. Drunk and honest, she expressed how much she loves her kids but a small part of her wishes she had that freedom in her 20s to explore.

The left strap of her sundress had fallen. Exposing her bare shoulder. I pulled it back up. The back up my finger nails grazing her bare, soft shoulder. Her eyes flickered to me. Electricity had sparked.

“You were saying…” I inquired.

“Nothing”, she replied shyly.

“I like your smile”

“Really?”

“It’s genuine”

She went silent. Maybe I had overstepped. I was drunk and playing a dangerous game with my flirting. She was married. With FOUR KIDS!

“I bet you get a lot of women here, huh?”

“What makes you say that?”

“Your house is beautiful. So you must be successful. You’re… very handsome. In shape (as she looked at my biceps). Great hair. And a really, really nice beard.”

“You like beards.”

“Not usually. Yours though… it’s nice. So have you had a lot of women here?”

“Women who have been here have a fun time with me”

She didn’t blink at my honesty. She took a big swig of her drink Then said, “Can I tell you a secret?”

“Who would I even tell (besides reddit)?”

“I thought coming on this trip with my girls would get it out of my system. Little break away from reality. Away from being a mom 24/7. Dinners, lunches, doctor appointments. All I wanted a little escape this weekend. But my friends, all they talked about was their kids. And gossiping about other parents at their kids school. It was like I never got my mental vacation from those stresses. Tomorrow I’ll be on a plane back and back to Mom duties. That’s all my life is now. Kids, kids, kids. I love my kids but where is the fun! My husband and I don’t even fuck anymore -Shit! I can’t believe- I didn’t mean that! That slipped out!”

I gave her a charming smile. “Your secrets safe with me. And you’re not a bad person for having those feelings.”

“Sure feels like I am. Idk it just… people tell you marriage is one thing, then it’s a complete other. My husband could not keep his hands off me when we met. Now he’s always tired from work. We’re basically roommates.” Her inner drunk thoughts continued to pour out. Held in for so long, “He hasn’t touched me in 7 months! He’s just not interested in me. And I know, I’m not hot and have the perfect body! But I work all day!”

She continued, “Sorry… I just… Am a little drunk. That felt good.”

“Idk how he’s kept his hands off you for seven months…”

Her look showed confusion. I explained more clearly, “You’re really fucking hot.”

She was caught off guard. “No I’m not”

“Are you calling me blind?”

“If we were at a bar you wouldn’t even notice me.”

“Not true.”

“Guess we’ll never find out.”

“I mean, I can prove I’m attracted to you.”

“Yeah, how’s so?”

I hinted my eyes to the my package. My hard cock was outlined inside my grey sweats…

“Oh…” was all she could get out. Her eyes were fixated on my bulge.

“Looks…big…”

“Painful pleasure.”

Her eyes shot up to me. Lust was scrambling both our brains.

She wanted me.

I wanted her.

I swigged the rest of my drink for liquid courage and then I made my move.

Still seated in my barstool chair… I grabbed my cock outside of sweats. Stroking myself as I looked deep in her eyes. She breathed in deep. Flustered.

I took her hand and guided it to my cock. She swallowed hard before letting her drunk, horny intuition take over. She began to stroke me. I leaned forward to kiss her. She leaned in.

She stroked faster. I stood us up. Moving us towards my stairs as we kissed and explored each others mouths.

She stopped! And pulled away

“What am I doing…”

“Having one last escape before reality.”

“I like that”

I picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me as I carried her up the stairs and into my bedroom.

Placing her on my bed.

“This is so hot” she moaned out as I kissed her neck before pulling off her dress.

She had a white bra with purple lacy panties

I unhooked her white bra to suck on her small perky tits.

Swirling my tongue softly. Feeling them grow harder as I followed with a soft suck of them. My fingers teased her pussy through her lacy purple panties. I could feel the heat and warmth from her pussy

I peeled her panties off slowly with both of my hands as she arched her back up

Her pussy was closely trimmed. Her lips were meatier. I buried my tongue inside her. She tasted delicious. Slightly bitter

It drove her crazy when I’d do slow circles with my tongue around her clit. I slid a finger inside to tap slowly massage her g spot simultaneously

She became a dripping mess on my tongue

I rose. Straddling her as she lay on her back. She took my cock in her mouth like a good girl. She could take about half…

Once my cock was adequately soaked

I rolled on a condom

I pulled her to the edge of the bed and propped a pillow under her.

I slapped my bare cock against her wet pussy. I teased along her slit. She moaned as my cock pushed inside. 7 months of tightness…

I fucked sensually. Whispering in her ear how good she felt gripped around me. How wet was for my cock

Later…

I pounded away. Spreading her legs wide. Then making them tight. She was in ecstasy. She had never been fucked like this. Rhythmic pounding. Hitting that special spot over and over and over

My thickness made her pussy so creamy. The condom was covered in her juices

I fucked her so hard she started squirting everywhere

We went through 6 condoms as we fucked for the next 45 minutes. Lost in the escape.

I came so hard all over her tits…

Showered them

We laid together before I passed out. Drained.

Woke up the next morning and she was gone…

Hope she still thinks of me cuz I still do her

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