This happened yesterday and I am still buzzing with lust thinking about it. So instead of fighting it or quickly releasing with a quick wank, I’d thought I’d just lean into it and prolong the final satisfaction by reliving it with you fine people. Hope you enjoy!
In what I am sure is a relatable situation, I was sitting at work on a sunny spring Friday afternoon, and I just completely lost interest in everything I had been engaged with. My thoughts had been drifting for hours and I could only focus on two things: spending some time outside in the blossoming spring weather, and fulfilling the deepening horniness that had building inside me all week (months really). It had been a long time since I had had a random hook-up and I was finally two weeks post-vaccination and wanted to celebrate my restraint.
I clicked off my computer and leaned back in my office chair, grabbing my phone from the desk and opening up Grindr. Scrolling through the prospects, I could feel the hard-on building in my pants, thoughts of what I wanted to do with each filting through my brain as I sent out my feelers.
Bait set and sent, I clocked out early, grabbed my running clothes from my bag and headed to the bathroom to change up. I wanted to make sure my building desire at the thought of potentially eminent sexual satisfaction didn’t get in the way of goal #1. As I changed, I reveled in the feeling of the way my workout wear clung tightly to my ass and thighs and tightly but softly cradled my still hard cock. Tucking my phone and work key in the zip-up pocket on my shorts, I headed out the back door and out into the sunlit afternoon.
Though I couldn’t shake the fantasies flooding through my brian, my legs demand for blood brought down my erection as my feet pounded pavement and then dirt as I turned off the sidewalk and up the hill on the outskirts of town. I put in a few miles at a faster pace than normal on the way up, deeply breathing in the crisp air and relishing the sweat releasing from my skin and dampening my sun-warmed shirt.
I stopped at the top to get take a rest and take in the view, smiling to myself as I watched the main road below me fully congested with 5pm traffic. I pulled out my phone and flipped over to Grindr. Scrolling past the “what’s up?”s and “you lookin now?”s, I searched to see if any of the lines I had cast myself had hit. One had, and he happened to be one of my favorites.
My favorite kind of stranger is slightly older men in town on business and with a hotel room to themselves. And “Peter” fit the bill. 49, broad but not beefy, with blue eyes, salt and pepper unshaved face, and what I was now seeing from his messages was a nice but not intimidatingly massive cock, at most about 6″. Like I said, it had been a while and I was looking to enjoy this, not get torn to pieces. And peter’s cock looked perfect, I could feel my mouth getting wet from staring at the photo and imaging his smooth shaft passing my lips.
But there was a catch.
The last message read: “Leaving for the airport at 8:30 to catch a flight, how soon can you cum? ;) ” Smiling at the question, I checked my watch. 5:15. I didn’t know that our encounter would necessarily last a couple of hours, but I certainly didn’t want to be rushed if we wound up enjoying eachother as much as I hoped.
I responded: “I can be there in 30 minutes, but I am out for a run right now, could I use your shower when I get there?”
His answer came quickly: “it’d be my pleasure.” Followed by his room number.
I got up and jumped up and down a couple of times, shaking my hands and feet and trying to bring down the full erection now threatening to rip the seams on my shorts and once it was full and swinging but not entirely rigid, I took off down the hill heading in the direction of Peter’s Hotel.
I was at his door in 35 minutes, goosebumps forming on my neck and exposed forearms from both my sweat-soaked skin in the hotel”s temperature controlled hallway and from anticipation for the hours ahead.
The door opened and Peter greeted me with a smile.
“Glad you could make it” He said. Stepping aside to let me in. He wore slacks and a white button up, a navy tie slightly loosened around the collar. He looked like I had felt earlier, fed up with a long week of work and finally ready for some playtime.
“I’m just glad I caught you.” I winked giving him a playful smile and stepping into his room.
He closed the door behind me, brushing close to me as he did. I stayed my ground, taking in his aura and sexual energy as his body passed mine. I knew I must stink like sweat, but to his credit he didn’t recoil or seem to mind the scent. As I heard the door, click I could feel a strong hand wrap around my waist, finger tips brushing my stomach and waistband. And he was behind me, chest pressing softly but firmly into my back. His crotch against my ass, I could feel the hardness and shape of his cock through his pants.
He whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “God, I can’t wait to fuck you” and softly bit my earlobe. I closed my eyes and let myself over to feeling, giving him my weight and pressed my ass into him, feeling the fabric of his pants through my thin, clinging shorts.
I was filled with a desire to just fuck him there and then. Fantasizing about him quickly ripping down my shorts, unsheathing his cock, spreading my legs and pushing his cock fully inside me and pumping firmly, tie thrown over his shoulder as he moans and fucks, eventually throwing his head back in ecstasy and emptying his balls fully into my eagerly-waiting rectum. While satisfying in it’s own way, that was not what I was looking for.
I pulled away slightly, shuddering with obvious pleasure.
“Mmmmm, fuck yeah, Peter” I responded. “But let me clean up for you first and…” I turned and looked into his eyes. “…maybe you’d like to join me?”
He smiled and nodded, pointing to the bathroom.
“I’ll meet you in there, I’m going get these work clothes packed up.”
I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower and stripped out of my running clothes. I had already begun to soap up and the room had begun to fog up a bit when I saw Peter step into the bathroom, wearing just a terry-cloth robe provided by the hotel, his cock, full but not erect, swinging slightly between his thighs. I could begin to feel my mouth start watering again as I watched it.
He stepped into the shower drinking in the sight of my soapy, smooth, pale skin body. My heart starting racing as I watched his lusty expression, relishing in the objectification of my body that was happening before my eyes.
Peter took the bar of soap from my hands and starting soaping up his front, then he turned me away from him and working his strong hands down my back. Starting at the shoulders and moving deftly down my spine before finding my ass. I flexed with pleasure as his hands- silky with soap- slid between my cheeks, brushing my asshole.
Pressing his soapy body against mine, his cock up against his chest and between my cheeks, he starting running the bar along my chest and abs, working their way down and into to my ginger pubes and then along my cock before slipping along the tip, my body bucked with reactive ticklish pleasure forcing my hips more firmly against his. My eyes pressed tight together and lips parted as soft moans escaped my throat as he gripped my cock and I slowly grinded my hips, slowly fucking his stationary hand as my ass worked his dick.
When I could feel the urge to wildly fuck my load out building inside me. I stopped and turned around, letting the warm water wash away the soap on my body and his. I took his cock in my hand and gripped it gently, my fingers teasing the tip and my lips finding the nipples on his hairy chest, working their way up his pecks and up to his neck, before I whispered in his ear. “Let’s take this back to the bedroom.”
He turned off the taps and I toweled off, taking care to present myself in casual but seductive positions as I did so. I love how my skin feels after a good hot shower, silky to the touch but still radiating with heat.
We walked into the bedroom and I turned around and took in the sight of Peter’s body, his cock now unfailingly full-mast, and I could feel my mouth watering again and this time I decided it was time to oblige. I started kissing this chest and worked my way down, coming to my knees as my lips caressed his pelvis. His cock brushing against my cheek. I took it in my hands and lightly brushed my lips over the soft silky skin on the tip of the tip of his cock. I let my tounge explore and wetten his shaft, then I parted my lips and took him in. Relishing the feeling of his shaft sliding along my lips, of the head hitting different parts of my mouth and then the back of my throat.
He moaned as I took in his cock fully to the base, putting his hand on the back of my head and trying to push deeper. The thought of him wanting to get his cock more fully inside me than was physically possible drove me wild. He started to pump as I relaxed my jaw and let him try to satisfy his lust by filling my throat with his cum.
I pulled back for a respite, his cock and my lips dripping with a mix of my saliva and his precum which I could still feel distinctly sticking to the back of my throat. I stroked his cock, seeing the eminent need to brust subsiding in his body.
He pulled me up off my knees and told me to lay face down on the bed. I willingly obliged.
I lay flat on the bed, and then felt his hands around my hips pulling my torso back so I was on my knees with my ass in the air and face in the pillows. His hands moved from my hips down to my cheeks massaging them apart, exposing my asshole to the cool air. Then, he pulled them apart with a determined finality and I felt his unshaven face against my crack and the tip of his warm wet tongue against my hole. I moaned deeply and pushed back into his face. My body completely submitted to pleasure as it drove backward to soak up more of the pleasure coursing from my hole.
He began to work my cock slowly, pulling down between my spread thighs as he lapped eagerly at my ass, which was spreading both a tingling pleasure and an aching longing throughout my pelvis. Though I didn’t want this feeling to ever stop, it was simulantiously spreading a deep yearning throughout my body.
“Oh fuck Peter, I need you inside of me.” I moaned into the pillow.
Suddenly his tongue pulled out of my pulsing hole and his chest was against mine and his lips were at my ear.
“Call me Daddy.” He grunted, softly.
That was it. I needed him immediately.
“Give me that dick, daddy.” I breathed.
“You want to take my cum, cub?” He growled. Flipping me over and slipping the pillow under my lower back. My body was now completely putty in his hands, the pleasure and yearning were so interwoven, I would have done literally anything in that moment.
“Yes Daddy” I breathed. “Fill me Daddy.”
He lubed up his fingers and I felt the cool silky liquid in my crack and against my hole. He pulled on a condom and spread the lube along his cock as well, my eyes bleerily following his every movement, my ass preparing for what it knew was coming.
He put my ankles above his shoulders and positioned his cock against my hole. I could feel the tips pressing against my eagerly waiting ass and then he pushed his hips forward and I let out out an involuntary yelp as he slipped inside, my eye flying open and my mouth parting in a silent suppressed moan as he slowly but firmly slid deeper and deeper inside me.
When he was half way in, he started pulling back, and my toes curled as I felt him sliding along my insides, aching for more on the next pass. He picked up the pace, fucking me quicker and quicker with half of his cock. My head was swimming with pleasure as I looked into his face, tight with restraint and escasty as he tried to progress and prolong his growing orgasm.
“You want more, cub?” He demanded.
I could barely get the words out.
“Give. Me. It. All! Daddy” I moaned between thrusts.
He let out a deep groan and I stiffled a choked scream as he pushed in fully, opening up the previously unfucked depths of my rectum. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he began to fuck me in earnest, filling me with every thrust, my hips reacting beyond my control, gripping his cock in an effort to milk the cum from the depths of his balls. Wanting to be bred, needing to be filled. And on the deepest thrust yet, I exploded. Streams of cum burst from my cock and my asshole pulsed with every gushing blast coating my clean bare chest in thick strands of milky seed.
I moaned as he pulled out and ripped off the condom starting to jerk over me, apparently trying to add his to the mix. But I had said I wanted it inside me… So I sprang up, surprising him as I warpped my mouth around his rock hard pulsating cock, he put his hand on the back of my head and gave a great deep moan of fulfillment as his hips pumped uncontrollably and I could feel waves of cum flowing freely into my mouth. I swallowed what I could and let the rest drip past my lips and around as his cock. His body gave a few more shuddering aftershocks of orgasms and began to relax.
When he had regained his senses, he looked down at me and pulled his cock from my mouth, his hands under my chin as I swallowed what I had left.
“That’s a good cub” he breathed, exhaling his satisfaction. And lightly pating my cheek. “Don’t miss a drop of daddy’s cum.”
I lay back on the bed and soaked in the deep sense of relaxation and fulfilment spreading through my body, wanting nothing more than to curl up right here and take a nap. Then I felt Peter’s finger on my chest, scoping up some of my cum and bringing it to his lips. He looked down at me, as if considering something. And said:
“You know, I have this room through the night, there’s no reason I couldn’t move my flight…*
**Let me know if this recounting got your heart rate going! As much as I loved the experience, I love reliving it for my free-loving sexually-adventurous internet pals and your feedback always means a lot to me! ***
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