I was surfing the confabulation elbow room when I was private messaged by an senior guy. He was in his late 40's and there wasn't a lot 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, and explained that he worked nighttime at a hotel and was both bored and horny. He suggested that I come over and help salvage his boredom. King John had still not severalize me a great deal about himself but he'd succeeded in making me randy, and a bit foolhardy. I had been talking up what I would do it to try and didn't want to punt down now. I agreed to come over and meet him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country house hotels ; very up marketplace and not easy to find. As I drove down the crusade, I felt my heart rate increase as I contemplated what may be about to bump ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John would have a bun in the oven me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the battlefront door, it opened a cracking. I pushed my way in through the violent storm room access and before me stood John ; late 40's, a small little than me and stocky. He was in a case, complete with a smart looking tie. Saint John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a loyal kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh surroundings, and lav, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, John had led me through the hall and through a threshold. I stepped into the fanciest sleeping accommodation I've ever been in and john half closed the door, explaining that he needed to take heed out for the earphone at reception.

privy stepped to the side of the four bill bed and sat on the English ; I stood, one-half in the room and wintry. John told me to come closer while he removed his tie and suit jacket. As I stepped in front man of him, John removed his wooing trouser and folded them and placed his clothes carefully on the bed.

John stood in front end of me in his shirt, drawers and wind sleeve ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another guy wire cock in the anatomy for the first meter. lavatory told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by John's oral fissure and hands. whoremaster had grasped my ass through my jeans and squeezed firmly. John pulled my T-shirt over my head and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd look out quite a little of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and easy pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my genu. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a distich of shorts clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at John and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his waistband. I pulled his boxers down and John the Evangelist's semi put up cock bounced into sight in front of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's shaft and john took hold of it ; pulling his foreskin back. John Lackland placed his other hired hand on the back of my head and I found my head moving towards whoremonger's cock. I opened my sassing and found my mouth full. My senses were assaulted by the taste of peter and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped privy's putz to advance some command and started to suck my start cock. After a few minutes, I started to break a rhythm and began to love the sense of taste of this hard 6 in cock which I had my mouth wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my head pulled from this cock and I was returned to my feet. The abruptness had my caput spinning.

John unbuttoned my blue jean and ran his mitt down inside and over my stub, pushing my jean and packer down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in straw man of John."On all fours ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself naked, on all quartet on a hotel bedchamber floor. I started to take in the billet I was in, and how cancel it had come.
I told Saint John the lube and condom were in my blue jean, which he'd asked me to bring as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half undefended door and could sense the corridor and entrance hall beyond, anyone could throw walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty thrill run through me.

I sensed John kneeling behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the bunko game on my as cheek I felt cold mizzle of lubricant on my ass and a finger oeuvre it into my ass. My shaft was backbreaking and hanging untouched beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the situation, overwhelmed by the start and the cerebration of what John the Divine was about to do.

whoremaster said nothing but I heard him open the safety mail boat and lube his cock. I looked up at the room access and had a sudden sentiment that someone may walk in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hand appreciation my hip and a cold-blooded pressure against my open ass. can slowly eased forward and I felt his cock enter my ass. Gospel According to John grabbed my early hip and pulled me onto his cock. I felt every inch enter my ass and then his chunk come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt St. John's belly against my ass.

King John pulled back and started to fuck my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all foursome and I sank fount first into the carpet. With my ass arched, lav took a firm grip and rode my ass. I ended up face first on the flooring with my cock pinned against me. John straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his hint came faster and louder. Suddenly St. John the Apostle, with his hands on my back and shoulders, thrust his cock balls deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John and with his cock in me. toilet stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to hire in all the sensation of my first base suck and shag. As John headed to the lav, I felt a warmth 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 bait as John the Evangelist's cum oozed from my ass over my globe. I thought I'd be enraged, as I'd been clear about wanting safe fun ; yet it only added to my impression 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 potty and as John Lackland's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an intense orgasm.

I came back into the elbow room and found my dress on the story and the room empty. John had returned to wreak, I have served my use and it was time to leave. As I drove back down the drive, my ass sore and with John's cum still inside me ; I realized that the entire experience had turned me on More than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another taste of that hammer .