On night while working away in a city I went out with a few friends from the hotel we were booked into.
Having gone round a few places drinking I wasn't really feeling it and wandered off on my own.
I came across a Gay Pub and wandered inside alone, getting myself a drink then drifting out to the smoking area.
I was quickly in conversation with a really d*unk guy who I could barely understand and a few others, introducing myself and having a laugh.
A few drinks later and back inside I found myself making eye contact with a hot, dark haired man at the bar who was smiling my way.
He wandered over to me, and introduced himself.
I remember him leaning in and saying, "you look like someone I'd love to fuck."
My whole body tingled at this and I had a sudden flush or nerves.
I told him I needed to pee and I'd be right back.
Heading into the gents I went into the nearest cubicle, and went to close the door to find it held, as he swiftly stepped in behind me.
I was so excited I didn't know what to do, but he whispered, "pee if you need to."
I turned and with some effort managed to relieve myself, as he pressed himself against me from behind, his hands roaming under my open trousers.
When I finished I found myself turned around and pushed to my knees where his delightfully hard cock greeted me bobbing at my now eye level.
Hungrily taking him in my mouth I delivered my best blow job, sucking him eagerly and hard, swirling my tongue round the tip and teasing the frenulum, before taking his whole length down my throat, my nose pressed against his smooth shaved crotch.
After a few minutes he pulled himself from my mouth and hurriedly put his cock away.
Disappointed I dressed and followed him back into the bar area.
He steered me out of the door and into the street, with a simple, "come with me."
I walked alongside him to a stone staircase, leading to the fire escape of a shopping centre, the door recessed into the building and dark, so partially hidden from the street below.
He kissed me here, deep, passionate, his tongue dominating mine, swirling into my mouth and pressing it down under his control.
Whining my lust into his mouth I quickly found myself whirled around and pressed against the wall, arching my ass out as he slipped a condom on and quickly lubed it from a sachet.
His body pressed against mine and his cock slipped quickly into my willing, but tight ass, with a little stab of pain that made me gasp out loud.
He panted into my ear, as my trousers fell down below my knees, in am untidy knot with my rapidly pulled down boxers.
My whole body was tingling with sheer lust as he pulled himself out of me, pulling me to my knees again.
He ripped the condom off, shoving his rubbery tasting dick into my mouth where it pulsed as I sucked hard, pumping shot after shot of cum to mix with my saliva.
After he had finished he pulled his dick from my mouth quickly tucking it away and hurriedly dashing down the steps as I swallowed, watching slightly disappointedly as he dashed away.
I Pulled myself to my feet, sorting the mess of my trousers and starting to dress when I was suddenly aware of someone else coming up the steps.
Shorter, olive skinned and stocky with a cropped beard and curly hair he leered at me, cock in his hand.
With an accented voice he said, "my turn."
I barely had time to nod my consent when I was back on my knees, cock shoved into my mouth, and my nose buried in a thick mind of, curly, tickling pubes.
The semi erect cock, rapidly grew, thickening to make me gag as his thrusting hips shoved it into my throat, his hands holding my head in place.
I gagged as he fucked my throat with a few sharp thrusts, then dragged me to my feet, saliva down my chin.
I was shoved against the wall, and before I could even prepare myself, the cock, slick with my saliva, forced into my already used hole.
Fucking me with short, sharp thrusts he growled low into my ear, "fucking slut."
His hand snaked up to entangle in my hair, and sharply pull my head back over his shoulder, before he grasped my throat, squeezing hard as his thrusts became longer and harder.
My whole body tingled with sheer ecstasy, my cock solid and bobbing up and down, hitting the wall at times as he fucked me mercilessly, repeatedly slamming into my prostate and making my legs tremble.
I glanced to my right, looking down the steps as a young couple walked past giggling, the girl tottering on heels, totally unaware of my being fucked senseless just metres above them on the steps.
I felt his breathing become laboured as my body spasmed, my ass convulsing around his thick cock.
His teeth sank into my shoulder where it meets my neck, biting me cruelly, with a stab of pain which sent shockwaves through me and blew me into the first hands free orgasm of my life.
My ass clenched tightly as I felt him explode into me with pulse after pulse of that thick cock filling me with him.
My own load sprayed in long ropes against the wall and I realised I was groaning loudly as his hand slapped across my mouth, silencing me.
He held himself balls deep, teeth still driven into my skin until he was spent, before slipping his rapidly softening cock from within me.
It slipped out with a trickle of his thick cut trailing down my thigh.
He was quickly dressed and turned to face me, grabbing my hair, pulling my head aside and grazing his teeth across my neck.
He smiled then walked down the steps, leaving my dressing on shaking hands and unsteady legs.
I headed back to my hotel, exhausted, tingling and having never felt more alive.
The reality came the morning after, and I made sure over the next few weeks I was tested and clean, and resolved that I should never be that reckless again.
But when I'm alone, fingers or toys playing with myself my mind wanders back to being owned by a total stranger exposed to passers by. |
