I was surfing the chat elbow room when I was private messaged by an old guy. He was in his of 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 John, and explained that he worked nights at a hotel and was both drill and horny. He suggested that I come over and help relieve his boredom. King John had still not told me a great deal 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 back up down now. I agreed to come over and cope with him.

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

As I stepped out of my car and approached the movement doorway, it opened a fracture. I pushed my way in through the storm door and before me stood John the Divine ; former 40's, a fiddling shorter than me and stocky. He was in a wooing, complete with a smart looking tie. John stepped towards me and stepped straight into a unwavering kiss.

I was still drinking in the posh surround, and john, and found myself slightly overwhelmed. Before I regained my composure, can had led me through the vestibule and through a door. I stepped into the fanciest bedroom I've ever been in and can one-half closed the door, explaining that he needed to listen out for the telephone at reception.

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

can stood in front of me in his shirt, pugilist and socks ; I suddenly realised how real this was, that I was about to see another cat tool in the build for the first fourth dimension. John told me to"come here"and I stepped forward. John kissed me again, hungrily and manly ; I felt consumed by lavatory's sass and hands. John had grasped my ass through my denim and squeezed firmly. John pulled my t-shirt over my nous and gently pushed down on my shoulders.

I'd watched mickle of porn and always fantasized about being the beautiful girl desired and sluttish pleasing a guy. I knew what Gospel According to John wanted and slowly sank to my knees. I saw trick shirt and then before me was a couple of boxershorts clearly hiding an erection. I looked up at John and then back at his boxershorts and reached out and grabbed his cincture. I pulled his boxers down and John's semi erect peter bounced into view in front of my face.
I paused, taking in the sight of another man's rooster and Gospel According to John took hold of it ; pulling his prepuce back. John placed his former hand on the spinal column of my brain and I found my caput moving towards John the Divine's cock. I opened my lip and found my speak full. My sentiency were assaulted by the taste of shaft and an insistent push into my mouth.

I reached up and grasped John's tool to gain some command and started to suckle my first prick. After a few minutes, I started to develop a round and began to enjoy the taste of this toilsome 6 inch cock which I had my brim wrapped around. Suddenly I felt my head pulled from this cock and I was returned to my fundament. The abruptness had my heading spinning.

John unbuttoned my dungaree and ran his hands down inside and over my butt, pushing my blue jean and underdrawers down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood naked in forepart of toilet."On all IV ”, and I responded. I turned round and dropped to my knees ; I bent forward and found myself naked, on all four on a hotel bedroom floor. I started to earn the lieu I was in, and how born it had come.
I told John the lubricator and safety were in my blue jean, which he'd asked me to bring as he had none at work. I looked up and saw the half spread doorway and could sense the corridor and lobby beyond, anyone could have walked in to see me sucking eagerly ; I felt a dirty quiver run through me.

I sensed John kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the insect bite on my as cheek I felt cold mizzle of lube on my ass and a finger oeuvre it into my ass. My cock was hard and hanging untouched beneath me ; I was feeling assaulted by the state of affairs, overwhelmed by the firsts and the thought of what John was about to do.

John said nothing but I heard him open the condom package and lube his rooster. I looked up at the doorway and had a sudden thought that someone may take the air in. As I finished this thought, I felt a hand grasp my hip and a frigidity imperativeness against my exposed ass. privy slowly eased forward and I felt his cock enter my ass. Gospel According to John grabbed my other hip and pulled me onto his shaft. I felt every inch enter my ass and then his balls come to take a breather against mine. I reached one shot and felt John'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 fours and I sank face first into the carpeting. With my ass arched, John took a loyal grip and rode my ass. I ended up aspect first on the floor with my cock pinned against me. John straddled my legs and fucked harder and faster ; his breath came faster and louder. Suddenly whoremaster, with his script on my back and shoulder, thrust his cock Lucille Ball deep into me and cry"yeh ”.

I lay there, pinned under privy and with his cock in me. john stood up and his cock pulled out of my ass ; leaving it stretched, sore and I started to try to take in all the star of my first gear sucking and roll in the hay. As John headed to the bathroom, I felt a warmth gunk 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 lav 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 balls. I thought I'd be furious, as I'd been clear about wanting safe 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 bathroom. I sat on the stool and as lavatory's cum dropped from my arsehole, I wanked myself to an vivid sexual climax.

I came back into the room and found my clothes on the trading floor and the elbow room empty. St. John had returned to wreak, I have served my use and it was sentence to leave. 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 appreciation of that cock .