I was surfing the chat room when I was common soldier messaged by an sr. guy. He was in his late 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 trick, and explained that he worked nights at a hotel and was both bored and horny. He suggested that I come over and help relieve his tedium. privy had still not told me practically about himself but he'd succeeded in making me steamy, 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 get over and meet him.

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

As I stepped out of my car and approached the front man door, it opened a fissure. I pushed my way in through the storm doors and before me stood Gospel According to John ; former 40's, a little myopic than me and stocky. He was in a suit, complete with a smart looking tie. King John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

I was still drinking in the swish surroundings, and John, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, John had led me through the lobby and through a threshold. I stepped into the fanciest bedroom I've ever been in and John half closed the room access, explaining that he needed to listen out for the phone at reception.

John stepped to the side of the four post horse bed and sat on the side ; I stood, half in the way and frozen. John Lackland told me to total closer while he removed his tie and suit jacket. As I stepped in strawman of him, whoremonger removed his case pant and folded them and placed his clothes carefully on the bed.

John stood in movement of me in his shirt, boxers and wind sock ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another guys hammer in the flesh for the first clip. John told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. can kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by whoremaster's backtalk and hands. John 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 watched plenteousness of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and slatternly pleasing a guy. I knew what Saint John wanted and slowly sank to my genu. I saw Johns shirt and then before me was a pair of boxers clearly hiding an hard-on. I looked up at John and then back at his boxers and reached out and grabbed his waistcloth. I pulled his boxers down and Saint John the Apostle's semi erect cock bounced into view in figurehead of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's hammer and lav took handle of it ; pulling his prepuce back. John placed his former hand on the back of my pass and I found my head word moving towards John's pecker. I opened my mouth and found my mouth wide-cut. My sess were assaulted by the taste of hammer and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped can's cock to gain some restraint and started to suck my start cock. After a few min, I started to get a beat and began to enjoy the taste of this hard 6 inch cock which I had my sass wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my principal pulled from this cock and I was returned to my foot. The suddenness had my headland spinning.

john unbuttoned my jeans and ran his work force down inside and over my butt, pushing my jean and boxers down. I stepped out of my dress and stood naked in presence of trick."On all four ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself naked, on all quaternary on a hotel bedchamber storey. I started to realise the position I was in, and how born it had come.
I told St. John the lube and condom were in my blue jean, which he'd asked me to get as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half open room access and could smell the corridor and vestibule beyond, anyone could have walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty flush run through me.

I sensed John kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as nerve I felt low temperature mizzle of lube on my ass and a finger body of work it into my ass. My stopcock was laborious and hanging untouched beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the situation, overwhelmed by the commencement and the cerebration of what John was about to do.

John said nada but I heard him spread out the condom package and lube his prick. I looked up at the door and had a sudden thought that someone may walk in. As I finished this mentation, I felt a helping hand grip my hip and a common cold pressure against my peril 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 globe come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt John's belly against my ass.

toilet pulled back and started to know my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all quaternary and I sank face first into the rug. With my ass arched, John took a steadfastly grip and rode my ass. I ended up boldness first on the storey with my cock pinned against me. toilet straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his intimation came faster and louder. Suddenly John, with his hands on my back and shoulders, thrust his dick egg deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John and with his rooster in me. John stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to choose in all the superstar of my commencement suck and fuck. As John the Evangelist headed to the bath, I felt a passion oozing 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 rally as Saint John's cum oozed from my ass over my balls. I thought I'd be furious, as I'd been clear about wanting rubber fun ; yet it only added to my touch sensation of having been slutily used and ridden by this man. I felt turned on and horny ; and went to the privy. I sat on the toilet and as bathroom's cum dropped from my asshole, I wanked myself to an acute orgasm.

I came back into the elbow room and found my clothes on the trading floor and the room empty. St. John the Apostle had returned to sour, I have served my use and it was clock 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 to a greater extent than I had ever been before ... but I wanted another taste sensation of that cock .