How I became a stranger’s slut [MM] (part 3)

Make sure to reads part 1 and 2.

Gabe and I were chatting pretty regularly on Grindr and on Snapchat. He enjoyed reminding me how I had swallowed his load five times in a single night. I still couldn’t believe it myself. I soon figured out that Gabe was horny constantly. Plus he had the stamina for it. He told me that after I got out of his car that first night, he went home and jerked off again. This guy was a goddamn machine.

Only a couple days after that first night, I’m driving to the grocery store to pick something up last minute. Feeling optimistic, right before I leave I message Gabe, telling him where I’d be. “Just in time, I just got off work. I’ll be right over.”

Just like last time, he pulls up next to me. He hops in the front seat. “Hey,” I said. “Hey,” he replied, then leaned over. He gave me a good kiss, and we both sheepishly chuckled as he pulled away from me. He began to look around. “So, umm… Looks a little crowded.” I looked around and had to agree with him. Even though it was starting to get dark, there were too many people around. “But we can drive over closer to my place, if you want.” Gabe had told me he lived in a nearby condo development. Thinking that would be better, I began to leave with him, leaving his car in the lot.

We drove only a couple minutes to his neighborhood. It was a gated community, so the streets were pretty quiet, with lots of empty parking spaces all around. He told me where to go, until we came across a completely empty strip of spaces across the street from a number of units. I pulled in there and shut off the car. Pretty soon, we both got out and hopped into the back.

It’s like we picked up right where he left off. I grabbed his face and brought it up to mine. We kissed, and he put his arms around me. Pretty soon, I was back in that familiar position: face buried in his crotch with his cock down my throat. Didn’t take long. As I sucked, he threw his head back and moaned. Every time we saw the headlights of a car coming by, he pushed my head down against him to make sure no one saw us.

His hand caressed me, from my head to my neck, up and down my side. Then he started lightly rubbing my ass over my grey jeans. Now, I had a little surprise for him. I had made some preparations right before I left for the store. Once he started with my ass, I started stroking him slowly with one hand, while I started taking my pants off with the other. I tugged down at my jeans to reveal that there was nothing on underneath. I was completely commando. He saw the bare skin of my thighs and my ass, and he grinned excitedly. His eyes grew wide hungrily. “Oh, fuck yes,” he said quietly. He started to grope and pull at my asscheek, and I simply went back to sucking him off.

His hand, the one that wasn’t on the back of my head, started to explore a little bit. He smacked my ass, lightly but still hard enough to get a sound out of me. I moaned a little, sending vocal vibrations down his cockshaft. “Yeah, you like that?” he whispered to me. I nodded a little, unable to speak. He slapped harder, and harder, and moaned louder every time. Then he withdrew his hand. I looked up and saw him shove his middle finger into his mouth, lubing it up with his spit. He quickly returned to my ass, where he started to prod very gently at my hole.

Feeling that, I began to pant and lightly moan. I had only had my own fingers in me before. I was trembling, and had to take my mouth off his cock. He pushed deeper and deeper, until his entire finger was in me. After that, he started to slide in and out, his finger wriggling around only slightly. I sat up a little so we were looking eye-to eye. Now he was really fingering me, his hand slapping against my ass. I stroked his cock with one hand, and grabbed his face with the other. We made out ferociously as he rapidly as we played with each other’s bodies. We were both breathing heavily, moaning the entire time. The windows of the car were getting incredibly foggy. In a whisper, he told me he was about to cum. In a Pavlovian response, I immediately dove down to his crotch, where I took as much of him as I could into my mouth. He moaned, gripping the hair on the back of my head, pushing down. Then I felt his cock pulse over and over again, while warm cum filled my mouth. As per usual, I gulped down every drop. He took his finger out of me, and I smiled.

“You really are a fucking cumslut, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded. “You like the taste of me?” I nodded again.

“Well,” I began to say, “as much as I love the taste of you, I also don’t want any mess in here. Hence why I swallow everything.”

I smirked, and he began to laugh. We quickly pulled our pants back up, and I drove him back to his car, still in the grocery store lot. Like last time, I didn’t care that I didn’t finish. That’s when I knew I was turning into a proper whore. Next time I met up with Gabe, it wouldn’t be in the back of a car. And he would have a little more for my ass than just his finger.

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