I was surfing the chat room when I was private messaged by an older guy. He was in his late 40's and there wasn't much selective information on his visibility. 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 nights at a hotel and was both bore and horny. He suggested that I come over and help relieve his tedium. John the Divine had still not enjoin 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 back down now. I agreed to come over and meet him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country sign of the zodiac hotels ; very up marketplace and not easy to find. As I drove down the drive, I felt my spirit charge per unit increase as I contemplated what may be about to find ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was aflutter about how far John would wait me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front door, it opened a crevice. I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood John ; latterly 40's, a little brusk than me and stocky. He was in a suit, staring with a smart looking tie. trick stepped towards me and stepped straight into a steadfastly kiss.

I was still drinking in the classy surroundings, and John, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, whoremaster had led me through the lobby and through a threshold. I stepped into the fanciest bedroom I've ever been in and lav half closed the door, explaining that he needed to hear out for the speech sound at reception.

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

John stood in movement of me in his shirt, drawers and socks ; I suddenly realised how material this was, that I was about to see another hombre cock in the material body for the first time. John told me to"issue forth here"and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by whoremonger's mouth and hands. John had grasped my ass through my jean and squeezed firmly. John pulled my jersey over my head and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched slew of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful girlfriend desired and loose pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my knees. I saw Saint John the Apostle shirt and then before me was a pair of boxers clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at John and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his girdle. I pulled his shorts down and whoremonger's semi erect cock bounced into view in front of my face.
I paused, taking in the flock of another man's cock and John took hold of it ; pulling his prepuce back. John placed his other helping hand on the back of my oral sex and I found my head moving towards John's cock. I opened my mouth and found my mouth full moon. My senses were assaulted by the tasting of putz and an insistent poking into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's tool to gain some restraint and started to suck in my first of all stopcock. After a few hour, I started to get a rhythm and began to enjoy the taste of this hard 6 inch cock which I had my lip wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my foreland pulled from this cock and I was returned to my invertebrate foot. The precipitousness had my psyche spinning.

whoremaster unbuttoned my dungaree and ran his hands down inside and over my rear end, pushing my jeans and boxers down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in front of John."On all fours ”, and I responded. I turned bout and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself naked, on all fours on a hotel chamber floor. I started to recognise the position I was in, and how natural it had come.
I told John the lube and condom were in my jeans, which he'd asked me to bring as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half open door and could smell out the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could cause walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty boot run through me.

I sensed whoremonger kneeling 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 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 get-go and the thinking of what John was about to do.

bathroom said zilch but I heard him unfold the condom packet boat and lube his pecker. I looked up at the doorway and had a sudden view that person may walk in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hired 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 cock. I felt every column inch enter my ass and then his balls come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt bathroom's belly against my ass.

John Lackland pulled back and started to fuck my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all fours and I sank face first into the carpet. With my ass arched, John the Evangelist took a house handgrip and taunt my ass. I ended up face first on the trading floor with my pecker pinned against me. toilet straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his breathing place came faster and louder. Suddenly John, with his workforce on my back and berm, thrust his putz globe deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under whoremaster and with his cock in me. John the Evangelist stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to take in all the wizard of my get-go suck and fuck. As John headed to the privy, I felt a lovingness sludge from my ass ; I immediately thought I'd bled at being stretched. I reached back and felt the liquidity coming from my ass and I realized trick 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 orchis. I thought I'd be furious, as I'd been clear about wanting safety fun ; yet it only added to my spirit 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 lav and as John's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an vivid orgasm.

I came back into the room and found my dress on the floor and the room empty. John had returned to work, I have served my use and it was time to provide. As I drove back down the drive, my ass sore and with trick's cum still inside me ; I realized that the total experience had turned me on to a greater extent than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another taste of that cock .