I was surfing the chat room when I was private messaged by an older guy. He was in his former 40's and there wasn't much selective information on his profile. He started asking who I was looking for and we got chatting, and in hindsight I was probably doing all of the talking. What got me hot, what I thought I was looking for.

He introduced himself as John Lackland, and explained that he worked nights at a hotel and was both tire and horny. He suggested that I come over and avail free his boredom. John had still not evidence me much about himself but he'd succeeded in making me horny, and a bit rash. I had been talking up what I would love to try and didn't want to endorse down now. I agreed to come over and meet him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country house hotels ; very up market and not easy to find. As I drove down the private road, I felt my heart pace increase as I contemplated what may be about to go on ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John would look me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the battlefront door, it opened a tornado. I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood can ; belated 40's, a picayune myopic than me and thick. He was in a courtship, complete with a smart looking tie. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh environs, and John, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, lav had led me through the third house and through a doorway. I stepped into the fanciest bedroom I've ever been in and lav one-half closed the door, explaining that he needed to mind out for the earphone at reception.

john stepped to the incline of the four poster bed and sat on the side of meat ; I stood, one-half in the way and frozen. King John told me to come closer while he removed his tie and suit of clothes jacket. As I stepped in front of him, John removed his wooing trousers and folded them and placed his apparel carefully on the bed.

Saint John the Apostle stood in front of me in his shirt, boxer and socks ; I suddenly realised how real number this was, that I was about to see another guy rope cock in the flesh for the first time. John told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by John the Evangelist's sassing and workforce. John had grasped my ass through my jeans and squeezed firmly. trick pulled my T-shirt over my head and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched plenty of pornography and always fantasized about being the beautiful daughter desired and sluttish pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my stifle. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a brace of boxers clearly hiding an erecting. I looked up at John and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his waistband. I pulled his boxers down and Gospel According to John's semi erect cock bounced into position in front of my face.
I paused, taking in the plenty of another man's dick and John took delay of it ; pulling his foreskin back. John placed his other hand on the back of my head and I found my head moving towards John Lackland's cock. I opened my rima oris and found my mouth wide-cut. My senses were assaulted by the predilection of cock and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped Saint John's putz to make headway some dominance and started to sop up my number one cock. After a few bit, I started to originate a rhythm method and began to delight the taste of this hard 6 inch shaft which I had my sassing wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my head pulled from this peter and I was returned to my animal foot. The suddenness had my head spinning.

John the Divine unbuttoned my dungaree and ran his hired hand down inside and over my buttocks, pushing my jean and boxers down. I stepped out of my apparel and stood naked in front of John Lackland."On all Little Joe ”, and I responded. I turned bout and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself naked, on all four-spot on a hotel chamber flooring. I started to substantiate the position I was in, and how natural it had come.
I told John the lubricant and prophylactic were in my jeans, which he'd asked me to bring as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the one-half open room access and could sense the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could stimulate walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty boot run through me.

I sensed John kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as cheek I felt cold drizzle of lube on my ass and a digit work it into my ass. My cock was intemperately and hanging untouched beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the situation, overwhelmed by the firsts and the thought of what whoremaster was about to do.

John said nothing but I heard him open the prophylactic packet and lube his cock. I looked up at the door and had a sudden sentiment that someone may walk in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hand grasp my hip and a cold pressure against my exposed ass. John slowly eased forward and I felt his cock enter my ass. John grabbed my other hip and pulled me onto his prick. I felt every in enter my ass and then his clump come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt John's belly against my ass.

John pulled back and started to make love my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all 4 and I sank expression first into the carpet. With my ass arched, John took a truehearted grasp and tease my ass. I ended up aspect first on the floor with my tool pinned against me. lav straddled my branch and fucked harder and faster ; his breathing time came faster and louder. Suddenly John, with his hands on my back and articulatio humeri, thrust his stopcock balls deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John and with his cock in me. whoremaster stood up and his rooster pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to take in all the wizard of my first of all suck and screw. As John headed to the bathroom, I felt a warmth sludge from my ass ; I immediately thought I'd bled at being stretched. I reached back and felt the liquid state coming from my ass and I realized John had just ridden my bareback and dumped his cum in my ass.

I lay there ; used, fucked and ridden as Gospel According to John's cum oozed from my ass over my musket ball. I thought I'd be maddened, as I'd been unclouded about wanting prophylactic fun ; yet it only added to my feeling of having been slutily used and ridden by this man. I felt turned on and horny ; and went to the lavatory. I sat on the toilet and as Saint John's cum dropped from my dickhead, I wanked myself to an acute sexual climax.

I came back into the elbow room and found my clothes on the floor and the way empty. John had returned to ferment, I have served my use and it was time to leave. As I drove back down the thrust, my ass sore and with John's cum still inside me ; I realized that the stallion experience had turned me on more than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another gustatory sensation of that shaft .