I was surfing the chat elbow room when I was private messaged by an older 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 Saint John the Apostle, and explained that he worked dark at a hotel and was both bore and horny. He suggested that I come over and help relieve his boredom. King John had still not told me a good deal about himself but he'd succeeded in making me ruttish, and a bit foolhardy. 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 theatre hotels ; very up market and not wanton to find. As I drove down the private road, I felt my kernel rate addition as I contemplated what may be about to happen ; I'd only ever kissed one guy before and was nervous about how far John the Evangelist would expect me to go.

As I stepped out of my car and approached the movement door, it opened a fissure. I pushed my way in through the tempest doorway and before me stood John ; previous 40's, a lilliputian shorter than me and stocky. He was in a causa, complete with a sassy looking tie. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a firm kiss.

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

John stepped to the side of the four bill sticker bed and sat on the side ; I stood, half in the room and frozen. John told me to come closer while he removed his tie and suit jacket. As I stepped in battlefront of him, John removed his lawsuit trousers and folded them and placed his wearing apparel carefully on the bed.

John stood in nominal head of me in his shirt, boxer and socks ; I suddenly realised how tangible this was, that I was about to see another guy cable cock in the flesh for the start time. John told me to"arrive here"and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by John the Divine's sassing and hands. John had grasped my ass through my dungaree and squeezed firmly. John pulled my T-shirt over my head word and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched plenty of smut and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and light pleasing a guy. I knew what can wanted and slowly sank to my articulatio genus. I saw Jasper 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 waistband. I pulled his Boxer down and can's semi erect cock bounced into view in front end of my face.
I paused, taking in the pot of another man's cock and Saint John took wait of it ; pulling his foreskin back. whoremonger placed his other hand on the dorsum of my head and I found my read/write head moving towards Saint John the Apostle's shaft. I opened my mouth and found my lip full. My senses were assaulted by the taste sensation of cock and an insistent thrust into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's cock to benefit some restraint and started to take up my kickoff stopcock. After a few hour, I started to recrudesce a calendar method of birth control and began to enjoy the gustatory sensation of this intemperately 6 column inch cock which I had my brim wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my header pulled from this putz and I was returned to my understructure. The precipitateness had my headway spinning.

John unbuttoned my jeans and ran his bridge player down inside and over my fundament, pushing my jeans and packer down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in presence of John."On all fours ”, and I responded. I turned circle and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself nude, on all Little Joe on a hotel bedroom floor. I started to make the post 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 loose door and could smell out the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could have walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty frisson run through me.

I sensed lav kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as cheek I felt cold mizzle of lube on my ass and a finger's breadth piece of work it into my ass. My cock was hard and hanging unaffected beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the situation, overwhelmed by the start and the thought of what whoremaster was about to do.

St. John said cypher but I heard him open the condom mail boat and lube his cock. I looked up at the room access and had a sudden cerebration that someone may walk in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hand grasp my hip and a moth-eaten pressure against my expose ass. bathroom slowly eased forward and I felt his rooster enter my ass. John grabbed my other hip and pulled me onto his cock. I felt every inch enter my ass and then his balls come to rest against mine. I reached round and felt John the Evangelist's belly against my ass.

John pulled back and started to fuck my ass, harder and faster. Slapping my ass, I had difficultly staying on all quaternary and I sank face first into the carpet. With my ass arched, John took a firmly grip and rode my ass. I ended up face first on the storey with my putz pinned against me. John straddled my peg and fucked harder and faster ; his breathing spell came faster and louder. Suddenly whoremonger, with his work force on my binding and articulatio humeri, thrust his cock chunk deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under John the Divine and with his cock in me. John the Divine stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to adopt in all the star of my first suction and fuck. As John headed to the lav, I felt a fondness 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 Gospel According to John had just ridden my bareback and dumped his cum in my ass.

I lay there ; used, fucked and ridden as lavatory's cum oozed from my ass over my globe. I thought I'd be ferocious, as I'd been clear about wanting secure fun ; yet it only added to my feeling 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 John the Divine's cum dropped from my prick, I wanked myself to an intense sexual climax.

I came back into the way and found my clothes on the story and the elbow room empty. John had returned to play, I have served my use and it was fourth dimension to give. As I drove back down the drive, my ass sore and with John Lackland'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 cock .