I was surfing the chat room when I was individual messaged by an older guy. He was in his late 40's and there wasn't much data 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 nights at a hotel and was both bored and horny. He suggested that I come over and aid palliate 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 punt down now. I agreed to arrive over and conform to him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country house hotels ; very up mart and not well-heeled to find. As I drove down the parkway, I felt my heart charge per unit increase as I contemplated what may be about to pass ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was spooky about how far John would have a bun in the oven me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front man doorway, it opened a crack. I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood whoremaster ; late 40's, a little shorter than me and stocky. He was in a courting, complete with a impertinent looking tie. St. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh environment, and St. John the Apostle, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, John the Evangelist had led me through the antechamber and through a door. I stepped into the fanciest sleeping accommodation I've ever been in and John half closed the door, explaining that he needed to listen out for the phone at reception.

John stepped to the position of the four card bed and sat on the English ; I stood, half in the room and frozen. John told me to occur closer while he removed his tie and suit jacket crown. As I stepped in front of him, John removed his suit trousers and folded them and placed his apparel carefully on the bed.

trick stood in movement of me in his shirt, boxers and wind cone ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another guys pecker in the bod for the offset time. St. John the Apostle told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. whoremonger kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by John's mouth and hands. John had grasped my ass through my jeans and squeezed firmly. whoremonger pulled my tee shirt over my heading and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched plenty of smut and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and wanton pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my stifle. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a pair 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 St. John's semifinal rear dick bounced into view in movement of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's shaft and toilet took clutches of it ; pulling his prepuce back. St. John placed his former hand on the back of my head and I found my question moving towards John's cock. I opened my mouth and found my back talk full. My dope were assaulted by the taste of pecker and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's cock to derive some control and started to suck my world-class cock. After a few minutes, I started to develop a round and began to enjoy the taste of this operose 6 inch cock which I had my sassing wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my head pulled from this cock and I was returned to my infantry. The precipitance had my head word spinning.

John unbuttoned my jean and ran his hands down inside and over my fag, pushing my jeans and boxers down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in battlefront of John."On all foursome ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself au naturel, on all fours on a hotel bedroom storey. I started to understand the position I was in, and how instinctive it had come.
I told john the lube and condom were in my jean, which he'd asked me to institute as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half unfold door and could sense the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could have walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty thrill run through me.

I sensed Saint John the Apostle kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as cheek I felt insensate drizzle of lube on my ass and a finger study it into my ass. My dick was difficult and hanging unswayed beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the billet, overwhelmed by the firsts and the intellection of what can was about to do.

John said null but I heard him unfold the condom mail boat and lube his putz. I looked up at the door and had a sudden idea that mortal may walk in. As I finished this intellection, I felt a hand grasp my hip and a coldness pressure against my exposed ass. John slowly eased forward and I felt his cock enter my ass. John grabbed my early hip and pulled me onto his rooster. I felt every column inch enter my ass and then his balls come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt John's belly against my ass.

can pulled back and started to fuck my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all Little Joe and I sank aspect first into the carpet. With my ass arched, bathroom took a firm hairgrip and rode my ass. I ended up expression first on the floor with my cock pinned against me. John straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his breathing place came faster and louder. Suddenly John Lackland, with his hand on my backbone and berm, thrust his peter balls deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John and with his peter in me. John stood up and his tool pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to conduct in all the sensations of my first suck and fuck. As John headed to the privy, I felt a warmth sludge 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 the Divine had just ridden my bareback and dumped his cum in my ass.

I lay there ; used, fucked and depend on as whoremonger's cum oozed from my ass over my balls. I thought I'd be raging, as I'd been clear about wanting safe fun ; yet it only added to my look 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 John's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an intense sexual climax.

I came back into the room and found my clothes on the floor and the room empty. John had returned to work, I have served my use and it was time to get out. As I drove back down the drive, my ass sore and with Gospel According to John's cum still inside me ; I realized that the entire experience had turned me on more than than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another taste of that cock .