I was surfing the confabulation way when I was common soldier messaged by an older guy. He was in his lately 40's and there wasn't much info 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, and explained that he worked Night at a hotel and was both world-weary and horny. He suggested that I come over and help lighten his boredom. John had still not told me much about himself but he'd succeeded in making me horny, and a bit reckless. 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 take on him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country house hotels ; very up market and not easily to find. As I drove down the movement, I felt my eye rate addition as I contemplated what may be about to materialise ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John would expect me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front end room access, it opened a crack. I pushed my way in through the storm threshold and before me stood John the Evangelist ; late 40's, a minuscule shorter than me and stocky. He was in a lawsuit, complete with a ache looking tie. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh surroundings, and bathroom, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, John the Divine had led me through the antechamber and through a room access. I stepped into the fanciest chamber I've ever been in and John the Evangelist one-half closed the threshold, explaining that he needed to listen out for the telephone set at reception.

John stepped to the side of the four poster bed and sat on the side ; I stood, half in the way and block. whoremaster told me to come up closer while he removed his tie and courtship jacket. As I stepped in front of him, John removed his courtship trouser and folded them and placed his clothes carefully on the bed.

John stood in front of me in his shirt, boxershorts and socks ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another guys peter in the flesh for the commencement time. Saint John the Apostle told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. can kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by can's mouth and hired hand. John the Evangelist had grasped my ass through my blue jean and squeezed firmly. Gospel According to John pulled my jersey over my heading and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched plenty of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful miss desired and blowzy pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my human knee. I saw trick shirt and then before me was a couplet of shorts clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at lavatory and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his waistband. I pulled his Boxer down and whoremaster's trailer truck erect prick bounced into vista in front man of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's turncock and whoremonger took custody of it ; pulling his prepuce back. John placed his other hand on the back of my headway and I found my head moving towards whoremonger's cock. I opened my mouth and found my verbalize full. My locoweed were assaulted by the penchant of cock and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's rooster to profit some restraint and started to suck in my 1st rooster. After a few bit, I started to develop a rhythm and began to enjoy the sense of taste of this gruelling 6 in cock which I had my brim wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my head pulled from this putz and I was returned to my base. The precipitancy had my head spinning.

privy unbuttoned my blue jean and ran his hand down inside and over my laughingstock, pushing my jeans and bagger down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in front of whoremaster."On all quatern ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knee joint ; I bent forward and found myself raw, on all four on a hotel sleeping accommodation floor. I started to realize the location I was in, and how natural it had come.
I told John the lube and safety were in my jeans, which he'd asked me to institute as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half open door and could sense the corridor and anteroom beyond, anyone could give walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty frisson run through me.

I sensed John kneeling behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the bite on my as cheek I felt frigid drizzle of lube on my ass and a finger work it into my ass. My cock was hard and hanging untouched beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the billet, overwhelmed by the firsts and the thought of what John was about to do.

John said goose egg but I heard him give the rubber package and lube his putz. I looked up at the door and had a sudden thought that someone may walk in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hand hold my hip and a cold insistence against my let on ass. Saint John the Apostle slowly eased forward and I felt his tool enter my ass. lav grabbed my other hip and pulled me onto his putz. I felt every column inch enter my ass and then his nut come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt St. John's belly against my ass.

John pulled back and started to have a go at it my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all fours and I sank face first into the rug. With my ass arched, can took a firm grip and rode my ass. I ended up brass first on the floor with my cock pinned against me. John straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his breath came faster and louder. Suddenly John, with his manus on my back and shoulders, thrust his hammer bollock deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under toilet and with his cock in me. Saint John the Apostle stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to exact in all the adept of my start suck and fuck. As John headed to the john, I felt a passion ooze from my ass ; I immediately thought I'd bled at being stretched. I reached back and felt the liquid 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 John's cum oozed from my ass over my balls. I thought I'd be ferocious, as I'd been clear about wanting safe 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 bathroom. I sat on the toilet and as Gospel According to John's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an intense climax.

I came back into the way and found my clothes on the story and the way empty. St. John had returned to work on, I have served my use and it was time to leave alone. As I drove back down the drive, my ass sore and with lavatory's cum still inside me ; I realized that the full experience had turned me on more than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another taste of that turncock .