6 comments/ 48781 views/ 2 favorites Same Room By: xwordsmith I have a exhibitionist streak I guess. On vacations my husband Frank and I have been pretty adventurous in the past. We've done it on the balcony overlooking an interior lobby/atrium at a hotel we stay at in Atlantic City. We've done it in both the pool and jacuzzi at different hotels and resorts. We would never go to a nudist place or anything like that, but the idea of being seen when your not supposed to, it really turns me on. Frank has even fingered me while I'm without panties, in traffic on the way to or from the hotel. Going to lunch or dinner without panties is a real favorite of mine. I have even tried to flash waiters (without success) from under the table by spreading my legs. Its just a thrill, and I can't really explain why. A little background on me might help. I'm 41, good looking for my age and fit. I am typically shy by nature, and my sexual experience has been Frank alone, and only after we got married when I was just turning 20. Okay, if I'm telling the truth here, I actually did have my first sexual experience with an older boyfriend just before I met Frank, but Frank doesn't know it, and I've kept it a secret all these years. It was not much of a first time, as he was much more experienced, done quickly and I was so ashamed of having done it and nervous while doing it, but it did happen. Its funny, even admitting it during this story is making me a little aroused. I should tell Frank now too, but I hate to have him know that I've lied all these years. Very oddly though, I know he would understand, and that in the right moment, it would turn him on to hear about it. Anyhow, back to my story. Frank and I love to weekend away. We live in Raleigh, NY, and its a short enough getaway for us to got to Atlantic City, NJ for weekends. For us getting away means, no one knows us and we can act out on our baser instincts without worrying who saw us or how our reputations might suffer. Even frank doesn't know how much I long to get away on our trips. I love being sexy, and seeing how it affects him. We both drink more, and get crazier than we would ever do at home, where our three kids and neighbors, church friends, and business acquaintances might catch us. Frank and I had discussed several times the thrill of having someone else spy on us while we did it. And, I had told Frank how the idea really gets me hot and horny. In addition, we had also discussed how both of us would like very much to catch another couple in the act, and watch them do it. I actually have fantasized about how hot it would be to be invisible and be able to follow another sexy couple up into their room, so that I could watch. (By the way my pussy is getting wet as I right this, is that weird or normal?) I want to see people up close, and hear it happen, the moans and the grunts and the sex noises as certain things slip into other things. I know Frank would like this too, but what does a couple do? We can't walk up to another couple in a hotel bar and say, "Hey good looking couple, want to have sex while me and my husband watch you tonight?" Admittedly, you might actually run into a couple that would say, "Sure, sounds hot!" But you would likely find all the rejection that comes from the seven other couples before that too much to endure. Anyhow, these were our fantasies, and I thought about them, but never with any real hope of actually getting to enjoy them in real life. But something occurred a few weeks ago that changed everything, and makes for the meat of this story. I was surfing the net on a local classified site for something, when I saw an ad titled, "COUPLE WANTED FOR SAME ROOM SEX". Out of curiosity, and with my vagina tingling, I clicked the ad. Inside the details said, "No physical contact, no swapping, just watching each other. We are looking for a couple who wants to watch and be watched while having sex in a private hotel room setting." Anyhow, there was an email address and I wrote. Long story short, after clearing it with Frank, who was way more excited than even I was, we has a date to meet this couple in Atlantic City in a hotel bar at the resort of some of our other sexual adventures. We met them after getting ready on a Friday night, and I was super nervous, thinking of calling it off, excited at the though, wetting through my panties, and really horny, and shaking, all at once. Frank was nervous too, but I knew if I didn't stop this train that we were going to be nude and having sex in front of strangers for the first time ever within hours. I let my moist vagina take the lead, and there we were exchanging pleasantries with Kat and Jim in the hotel bar. They were both attractive, but not models or extremely good looking. I thought it would be more awkward, but once taking it was easy and nice. It was exciting to me that Jim was looking at me. I knew he was picturing me naked. I was really getting horny. I really wanted to see his parts too, and I never even think of that usually when I meet people, but this was a different kind of meeting. Strangely I wanted to see Kat in the buff too. I am no lesbian, but the idea of nudity and other people's bodies is a turn on for me. I noticed that Frank was embarrassed, and I noticed that he had a harder time looking at Kat than Jim did looking at me. I think he didn't want to make me feel jealous. I leaned over and whispered to him to relax, and that if we were going to do this we should try and enjoy it. For goodness sakes, we were only going to be having sex with each other, anyhow. And at that he freed up a bit. Up to the room we went, and then we each went to our respective beds, we decided to just start making out a bit with our spouses, and then let things take there natural course. Jim and Kat did the first bit of undressing, which helped, as I was nervous, but I would have done it, I really would have, because I was really getting hot. I took off my top but left on my bra for a while and I could see Jim staring at me. He was rock hard in his pants with his shirt off, and Kat topless laying next to him and kissing him. It was a wonderful sensation to know Jim's horniness was partly due to my beginning to get naked. I felt I had to take that bra off now, that I had to show my tittys. I have small but perky tittys. And they felt warm and tingly in Jim's gaze. I shook them more than normal, and bounced them, and noticed even Frank looking hungrily at them. In fact, I had both Frank and Jim's eyes on me, and I was soooo horny. I really wanted my short and panties off too. I wanted the reactions. Oh, and then there was the watching. I have seen porn before, mainly with Frank on the computer, but this was nothing like that. It was real!. It was real people, really enjoying each other, and really horny because of the situation. I was overcome with my feelings of sexuality. I was showing off, and I was more noisy than normal. Frank was hard and huge. Bigger and harder than normal, looking at Kat in the nude and watching them screw. I sucked his penis and watched Kat rub her tits in reaction as she looked on. We had sex two times that night per couple, and we never swapped, or touched each other. We did talk about it all in between, and we even directed each other a little the second time through. Jim even asked me to bend over so He could see me, and I replied, "If its okay with Jim, and if Kat will do the same for him." Frank, had no trouble with any of this. He's a respectable man in every area of life, but I know my Frank is a horndog! I really want to do this again, and have skimmed the classifieds and seen that there are a whole bunch of folk who are into it. I hope my story made you horny too, and makes you want to show off and watch. If you live in our area, or ever get to Atlantic City, drop me a line. Same Room Different City Renee slipped the key into the electronic lock and sighed. As she heard the click accompanied by the flashing green light indicating "open", she turned the handle and opened the door to her motel room for the night. Her cunt of a boss had shipped her off to some lousy destinations in the past, but this was the worst to date. Here she was, all alone in another shabby motel room, on another useless sales trip to another dreary Midwest city. She picked up her lone overnight bag and entered the hotel room. It was already late, and she really just wanted to take a shower and get this day over with. She could hear the television blaring in the room adjacent to hers. "Great", she thought, "paper-thin walls. Could this get any worse?" She hoisted her luggage onto the foot of the bed and started searching for her toiletries. She took her shampoo (she refused to use the cheap complimentary stuff the motel provided – her auburn mane was her pride and joy) and body wash into the bathroom. Stripping down to her underwear, Renee examined the shower controls. It was always a pain in the ass finding the right temperature in these cookie-cutter motel bathrooms. She adjusted the knobs again, and satisfied that she was going to neither burn nor freeze under the spray, slipped the straps of her black bra from her shoulders, and unhooked the clasp between her breasts. Catching a glimpse of her reflection, she turned and examined her body. Evidently, the time she put in at the gym when she wasn't on the road was paying off – her body was well toned with very little sag in her chest. Her rose-colored nipples topped creamy breasts, with a smattering of freckles between them and on her upper chest. "Ginger's Curse," she thought, smirking. "but not bad for a thirty-two year old single travelling saleswoman." The shower's steam had fogged over the mirror, and she shrugged, no longer able to see herself in it. She hooked her thumbs along her hips, her black lacy panties whispering to the floor. Renee had always had a penchant for pretty underwear – it made her feel very sexy, even naughty, wearing something that only she knew about. Almost like a dirty little secret that she just might tell to the right person... She stepped into the shower and started warming herself under the spray. She slipped her hands over her shoulders, down her arms, and across her breasts. Her nipples had perked up, and as her fingers brushed them, she felt a gentle tingle. It had been a while since she had last had sex, and she hadn't "taken care of business" on her own in several days. Still, when the tingle turned to a tug in her nipples as she continued to stroke them absentmindedly, she found herself a little surprised at the magnetic pull of her own sex. She cupped her breasts in her hands, eyes closed as the water pounded down on the back of her neck, soaking her hair. Her thumbs closed down on her nipples, trapping them against her forefingers, and she shuddered gently. Had it really been THAT long? she wondered. She thought back to the last encounter she'd had – a blissful one-nighter with Brad? Brent? Didn't matter, Renee thought. He had a decent cock, and an outstanding tongue, and he had used both on her to the point of mutual exhaustion. She couldn't remember his name, and honestly, his face was a little blurry, but she smiled to herself at how well she recalled what the top of his head had looked like as he'd been nestled between her thighs, lavishing his oral affections on her wet quim. Hands travelling down her body, tracing down her belly, she reached the top of her mons. She kept a tiny patch of red pubic hair above her slit, and finding it with her fingertips, she bit her lower lip gently as she opened her thighs and parted her lips with her index finger. Her clit was already stiff, and she stimulated the base of it with the tip. The little nubbin sent waves of pleasure down through her hips and back up her body as she pressed against it. She gasped quietly, her free hand slipping back up her belly and clutching her breast. Stroking her clit harder now, feeling the crescendo of pleasure building in her womb, she thought again of what's-his-name and the way he had whispered in her ear as he lay on top of her, rocking back and forth over her body, the base of his cock the fulcrum of their sexual lever. His hot breath across her neck, telling her how beautiful she was, how hard she made him (and he wasn't lying – it was like fucking a railroad spike), how he wanted to feel her clench his cock when she came... all of it came to her as she dipped her fingers lower, her inner lips now exposed as she rubbed up and down her slit, the steam from the shower just adding to the heat she was already self-generating. Renee slipped a finger inside herself, using her thumb on her clit as she did, and felt the first wave of her impending orgasm ready to break. She pinched down on her nipple and cried out as pleasure welled up inside her, flooding her nerves with electricity, every drop of water from the pounding of the shower spray exploding her senses over and over again. Groaning, her hips jerked involuntarily as her climax continued to pulse through her. As it began to abate, she found herself joyfully out of breath, slowing down her hands, wanting to draw it out until the point of pain, maximizing her enjoyment. Renee opened her eyes, a little dazed, the sexual tension broken as she withdrew her fingers from between her legs. "Fuck it, I'll actually bathe tomorrow," she murmured, smiling as she turned the shower knobs off, the water failing to a trickle, then a drip. She stepped out of the shower, grabbed one of the hotel's overused and undersoft towels, and headed back into the bedroom. "Well, at least the trip's off to a good start!" she laughed. Same Room Fun So the couple that we experienced the same room sex experience with we had met on Craigslist. The first time we met was at Buffalo Wild Wings and was just talking about life, families, likes, dislikes, etc. We knew what each of us were there for, but neither couple wanted to bring it up. That night we ended up back at the other couples house had had a make out session with our own spouses, and the women gave each other topless back massages (still being discreet, and the husbands couldn't see anything.) The next time we hung out we met at our house, we ate dinner and had a couple drinks. The other guys wife was wearing a short skirt and a sexy tank top. After getting some alcohol into us and we were all tipsy and the inhibitions started to come down. We started talking about sex, and what we liked, didn't like, etc. While talking we all kept on drinking. After a couple more bottles of Smirnoff Ice, we were all thoroughly blitzed, and were all sitting on the floor in our living room still talking. The other guys wife complained that her back was hurting so he offered to massage it. She laid down on the floor and I offered my wife a massage too. So next thing both ladies were on the floor face down getting a back massage. The other guys wife asked if she could take her bra/shirt off so he could get skin on skin massaging, to which we all agreed (as she was taking everything off she was too drunk to care about hiding, and I saw her topless for the first time. She had gorgeous DD breasts with pink nipples (different than the light brown nipples that my wife has). I offered the same thing to my wife, and she agreed so she took her top and bra off as well. As the massages progressed the other guy started massaging his wife's bare legs and her skirt was too tight for him to get too much leverage so soon after off came the skirt. That left his wife in a sexy little thong laying on our living room floor. I was massaging my wife's legs through her pants, and she was saying that the friction was actually hurting her skin, so I suggested taking her pants off too since the other guys wife was already laying there in her underwear it wasn't that big of a deal. She was kind of embarrassed because she wasn't wearing sexy panties, (she likes the granny panty style because they are more comfortable for her.) i told her it wasn't a big deal and she finally relented and took her pants off. The other guy had finished with her lower legs and was busy massaging her thighs, and he was slipping fingers higher and rubbing her pussy and clit during this massage, and she quickly had a small but very audible orgasm. I was doing the same and soon my wife had an orgasm as well. We convinced the ladies to flip over so we could massage the front of their legs, and my wife rolled over and pulled her shirt on top of her to hide her breasts. The other guys wife told her not to be ashamed, and commented on how hot she was, and how much she turned her on. My wife after a couple minutes got comfortable and removed the shirt which revealed her gorgeous breasts. We massaged their legs (while still "slipping" and touching their pussies some more) and then the women offered massages to us. The other guy and I stripped down to our underwear to match our wife's and were both OBVIOUSLY turned on by the whole situation. We laid down and received our massages. The other guys wife finished his massage first, and without my wife and I noticing had removed his boxer briefs. We happened to glance over and he was laying on his back with her licking up and down his shaft. Not wanting to be outdone, i took off my underwear as well and my wife began stroking me. I then maneuvered my wife back onto her back and pulled off her panties. I went down on my wife while the other guys wife went down on him. She was positioned with her gorgeous ass in my direction so I reached over and played with her pussy while she was sucking on her man. At my initial touch she kind of jumped, but realized what was happening, continued what she was doing. I was tongue deep in my wife with my fingers deep into the pussy of the other guys wife playing with her g-spot. She came so hard from the combination of the two that she actually squirted and filled my hand with her juices. She then moved on top of her husband and began fucking him and I moved up on my wife and started fucking her too. The other couple switched to doggy style a few minutes later and before he inserted himself into her, she moved closer to my wife. Then with me balls deep in my wife (missionary position), and the other guy balls deep into his wife doggy style our wife's made out and played with each others breasts until all 4 of us had a very large, very strong, simultaneous orgasm. We then laid there talking and touching our individual wife's for another hour before the other couple had to go home because they had a baby sitter.