Today I’d like to introduce the newest member of my blog’s character cast: The Nerd, because we followed a very civilised coffee date with very hot hotel sex. He fucked me with rope and hurt me in all sorts of deliciously sadistic ways, but the highlight of the evening just might be the blow job. I love sucking dick, so today I’m going to talk about the magical experience of sucking him from soft to hard.
A recently kinky adventure confirmed something that previous hotel stays had only confirmed: hotel sex is fucking brilliant. But while there are many delightfully filthy highlights from my first adventures in hotel sex, what I really remember are all the sounds.
It’s Anal August, so it’s the perfect month (from a sex-blogger-content point of view!) to explore butt fingering while fucking in a hotel room. Welcome to a super long post about my recent adventures in anal fingering, and why it was a fucking beautiful moment.
Recently I had hotel sex for the first time, after a number of solo hotel wanking adventures. I checked in, had a luxurious bath and a lovely nap – but not before digging into my sex toy bag and pulling out some dildos for a little decoration. After all, what are the little alcoves either side of the bed’s headboard for if not displaying sex toys?