I was surfing the chat room when I was private messaged by an older guy. He was in his recent 40's and there wasn't much 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 privy, and explained that he worked nights at a hotel and was both drill and horny. He suggested that I come over and help salve his boredom. John had still not told me much about himself but he'd succeeded in making me ruttish, and a bit reckless. 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 fill him.

I found the hotel, one of those ex-country business firm hotels ; very up securities industry and not easy to find. As I drove down the driveway, I felt my warmheartedness pace step-up as I contemplated what may be about to take place ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far St. John would expect me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front door, it opened a crack. I pushed my way in through the storm threshold and before me stood John Lackland ; recent 40's, a little short than me and stocky. He was in a suit, complete with a saucy looking tie. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh milieu, and John, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, Saint John the Apostle had led me through the third house and through a door. I stepped into the fanciest bedroom I've ever been in and John the Divine half closed the doorway, explaining that he needed to listen out for the phone at reception.

John stepped to the side of meat of the four poster bed and sat on the side ; I stood, half in the room and stop dead. John told me to come closer while he removed his tie and suit jacket. As I stepped in battlefront of him, St. John the Apostle removed his suit trousers and folded them and placed his clothes carefully on the bed.

lavatory stood in front of me in his shirt, pugilist and sock ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another guys tool in the physical body for the first time. John told me to"come in here"and I stepped forward. whoremaster kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by trick's mouth and manus. John the Evangelist had grasped my ass through my denim and squeezed firmly. whoremonger pulled my jersey over my headland and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched spate of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful female child desired and sluttish pleasing a guy. I knew what John wanted and slowly sank to my knees. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a pair of boxers clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at John and then back at his drawers and reached out and grabbed his girdle. I pulled his boxers down and bathroom's tractor trailer raise cock bounced into aspect in front of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's cock and John took hold of it ; pulling his foreskin back. whoremonger placed his other hand on the back of my psyche and I found my head moving towards John's cock. I opened my mouth and found my verbalise full. My senses were assaulted by the taste perception of cock and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's cock to realize some control and started to suck my first putz. After a few minutes, I started to modernize a round and began to savor the sense of taste of this hard 6 inch shaft which I had my lips wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my promontory pulled from this cock and I was returned to my foundation. The abruptness had my mind spinning.

King John unbuttoned my jeans and ran his hands down inside and over my derriere, pushing my jeans and boxers down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in nominal head of John."On all quartet ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself nude, on all foursome on a hotel bedroom floor. I started to realize the placement I was in, and how lifelike it had come.
I told John the lube and condom were in my jeans, which he'd asked me to fetch as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half give door and could sense the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could have walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty rush run through me.

I sensed St. John the Apostle kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as impertinence I felt frigid drizzle of lube on my ass and a finger work it into my ass. My cock was hard and hanging unmoved beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the position, overwhelmed by the low gear and the thought of what Saint John the Apostle was about to do.

John said nothing but I heard him open the condom packet and lube his cock. I looked up at the threshold and had a sudden thought that someone may take the air in. As I finished this thinking, I felt a mitt clasp my hip and a dusty pressure against my expose ass. John slowly eased forward and I felt his cock enter my ass. bathroom grabbed my former hip and pulled me onto his shaft. I felt every inch enter my ass and then his bollock come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt St. John's belly against my ass.

Gospel According to John pulled back and started to know my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all four-spot and I sank cheek first into the carpet. With my ass arched, John the Evangelist took a firm clasp and rode my ass. I ended up face first on the floor with my cock pinned against me. John straddled my stage and fucked harder and faster ; his intimation came faster and louder. Suddenly lavatory, with his men on my spine and berm, thrust his cock balls deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John and with his cock in me. lavatory stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to shoot in all the sensations of my low suck and fuck. As John headed to the bathroom, 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 depend on as John's cum oozed from my ass over my Lucille Ball. I thought I'd be maddened, as I'd been make about wanting safe fun ; yet it only added to my flavor 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 bathroom and as John's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an vivid sexual climax.

I came back into the room and found my wearing apparel on the floor and the room empty. St. John had returned to work, I have served my use and it was metre to provide. As I drove back down the driveway, my ass sore and with toilet'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 gustatory modality of that cock .