I hadn’t seen him in nearly 3 years, and knew he had moved into town near us, so we were excited to get back in touch again. Sir had set up the evening for me to get double teamed, but unfortunately at the last moment Sir couldn’t join. So, I was sent off to entertain our friend for the evening.
We had had several encounters with him, swapping and doing MFMs in the past. We had planned to meet up at a hotel bar for drinks and then go from there to play in a room.
I drove to the hotel a bit nervous, but less so than usual since I’d met him before. I knew what to expect. I parked and checked my makeup before heading inside.
I found the bar quite easily and looked around at the quirky decor before ordering a mojito from the bartender, who quickly carded me (I guess that’s a good thing?) before starting to make my drink. At the end of the bar were two 50+ year old women who were having a conversation and finishing their drinks. One of the women left and I was left sitting at one end of the bar, while this woman sat at the other end.
At that moment, he walked into the bar area, parting the hanging beads to enter (yes, hanging beads – no it was not a lucid dream from the ’70s). He came up to me and squeezed my shoulder, giving me a quick hug and letting me know he was gonna go check in and get his stuff into the hotel room before sitting down with me.
The woman at the end of the bar watched this exchange. After he walked back to the front desk, she looked at me and said, “He’s cute! Oooh,” I laughed and agreed with her. “I haven’t seen him in nearly three years, though!”
She looked astonished, “Wow, and you’re…?” She trailed off.
I asked, “We’re what?”
“That’s your husband?” she asked me.
I giggled a little. “No, not my husband.”
Her: “So you’re dating?”
Me: “Nope, my Sir is at home right now.”
At this point she is very visibly confused and pauses, considering this information.
“So you’re just friends?”
Me: “Yes, we’re just friends – but we also sleep together sometimes.”
She looked as if she’d just heard the most outrageous, appalling thing in her life and just said, “Oh!”
The bartender snorted, trying not to laugh, but very visibly smiling.
She didn’t ask me any more nosy questions after that. LMAO
Anyway, I thought that exchange was worth adding in because it was hilarious.
So he came back once he got settled in. He ordered an old fashioned and we moved to a booth against the wall. Once we started talking, we simply picked up where we left off. I told him about the past three years of Sir and I’s life together, and he told me about the big move and all the in-between details.
Amidst our conversation, the woman at the bar got up and started to leave. He said, “Oh, hey, your friend’s leaving.” I laughed and said, “Bye!” She completely ignored me, which was even funnier.
After another round of old-fashioneds, I suggested we head back to the room. He followed behind me.
We got into the elevator, blushing a little, excited – ready to pick up from where we left off in the bedroom, too.
We got inside, got comfortable and discussed how we would be taking pictures and videos. Sir required at least a few images and videos of me sucking cock before heading home for the night, but we got tons more content than that!!!
First, he leaned in and kissed me. We started making out, and then somehow got undressed and moved to the bed. It all happened so fast, it was a blur…
He started taking photos with my phone and then handed it to me so he could eat me out. He placed his hands on either thigh, holding my legs open and voraciously licking and sucking my clit and cunt lips as I squeezed and moaned.
I held the camera as well as I could with a man’s tongue inside of my cunt, but we got a pretty good video :)
Throughout the evening, we sent this content to Sir directly so he could watch as things were occurring, which was super fun!
Then he told me it was time for me to suck his cock, so I got down on my knees as he sat in the armchair. Seeing his cock again for the first time in three years was glorious. It was thick, hard, and just begging to be tasted… I couldn’t wait to feel it inside of my holes.
I leaned over him and started trailing my tongue slowly up his shaft. He conversed with Sir over text while I sucked his cock.
Earlier in the evening, Sir had said he wasn’t sure if he was going to let me cum that night or not. As they texted, Sir finally decided it would be up to our friend.
Our friend explained that I would be cumming tonight, but in order for him to be satisfied, I’d have to cum a lot – probably more than I was comfortable with. I groaned and said, “Then force them out of me…”
We moved to the bed, where I laid my head down over the edge of the mattress and opened wide. He tied the Hitachi to my thigh with his belt. Then, he slid his dick into my mouth and told me, “You can only cum with my cock deep in your throat. Understand?” I nodded yes. “Good girl,” he said, and started pumping his big, thick cock into my throat.
I was gagging on his dick in no time, and he pressed deeper and rougher each time, until I was choking and spitting, gasping for air. He quickly pulled out and my tongue slid right back out, eager for more cock. I was a thirsty girl.
As he fucked my face, I felt myself getting close to orgasm. I moaned and writhed as he fucked my throat, and finally started to feel like I was about to go over the edge, moaning even louder. He shook his head and say, “Nah uh. Back in your throat.” I eagerly swallowed up his cock and came hard, shivering as I did so.
We got some great shots of the face fucking and me cumming, and then we took a short water break before he dove right back in.
He grabbed me by the ankles and dragged my entire body down the bed, forcing my legs wide open. He slipped on a condom and pressed into my cunt, forcing himself inside as I moaned beneath him.
He gave me no mercy. He fucked me HARD. Although a bit earlier I’d told him to slow down a little, I started begging for it. “Harder, harder! Please, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” He laughed and said, “What do you want, woman?! Never mind that, I’m going to get what I want.”
I was entirely cockdumb and eager to please. I screamed as he shoved his thick cock deep inside of my tight little cunt, dripping wet and squeezing his dick hard…
Finally he was getting close to cumming. We knew we had to get a good cumshot, so we leaned me back over the bed and he came all over my face and neck… I moaned as I felt it hit my skin.
We got a nice photo of the cumshot, and then we got dressed. Altogether that night, I came eight times thanks to his skilled hands, mouth, and cock. I was quite pleased :) He made sure to playfully note, “You have to get them all in now. You don’t know WHEN Sir will let you come next…”
We walked out of the room, my face still coated in thick, sticky cum – and took a video. A woman came out of the elevator and we laughed as we high fived and let her leave before stepping inside.
We reached the first floor and said our goodbyes before heading to our cars :)
It was an incredible night!!!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dnjyky/entertaining_an_old_friend_and_scaring_the