We had gone on a belated honeymoon to Kenya, my new wife Carol is 20 years old she is just 5ft tall and lbs with shoulder length light brown hair and a very pretty school girl face. She looks much younger than she is often mistaken for being under age in the bars. On our coach journey to the hotel we had passed a large shopping center and decided to visit it the next morning.
Before we all saunter off to the beach for a romantic trip or to the family holiday home in the bush, heed the hilarious sex story warnings of five Redditors. With my family and family friends camping all around us. In my bum?
This is my first attempt at an erotic story so please give me all your feedback so that I can improve. My wife was getting over it but her sister, Mia, and I were still not up to any holiday sight seeing. The others left early the next day for the coach tour.
I love my wife and always strive to give her the best things in life. Lately she had been feeling down. And me being a dour type of husband in my fifties, I could only think of doing whatever I could to make her happy.
When we walked into our room, I realized he upgraded us to a suite that had a balcony overlooking the ocean. There was an outdoor shower and we were so far up that no one could really see us. Without saying a word, he took me out there, pulled up my dress and we went at it.
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We were in the middle of fucking like crazy on the weight machines somewhat gross, but we were horny when we heard footsteps upstairs. We finished fast and dashed out of the door just before midnight. We went around the front of the building to get the car, looked through the school window, and saw the high-school guidance counselor in his office.
I was vacationing in a small seaside town to celebrate my 40th birthday. I was feeling a little blue since I had gone through a breakup about a month back and with the big 4O approaching I was feeling a strange mixture of melancholy and anxiety. One evening I sat in the seaside cafe nothing more than a hut with a make shift bar on one side, really reading a book when a young girl approached me. She was staying at the same hotel as me and I had seen her in the morning going for a dip wearing a bikini so tiny that it barely covered her crotch.
In a hostel, you can get to know new people quickly and the atmosphere is exuberant. You have a boozy evening and this can often lead to a night with a new acquaintance in your communal room. I have asked around — you can hear some personal experiences and find out the best tips for an undisturbed adventure here.