Hi SMaster,
Had a lovely little meet at my favourite spot yesterday.
Pulled in on the off chance that there would be some action and 2 minutes after I parked up, another chap pulled in, got out of his car and walked down the path to my fave spot.
He was about fifty, six feet tall, slim and dressed for work in smart casual chinos and a smart T.
I had him tagged as a possible bottom, so I wasn’t hopeful, but you never know..
When I got to ‘my’ spot, there he was with his manhood out.
And what a cock it was!
It must have been eight inches long, thick and stiff as anything.
Well, you know me, slut that I am, T shirt off, trousers and pants down and on my knees before you can say ‘cocksucking bitch’.
Oh my word Sir, it was the most fabulous cock to suck. It filled my mouth and I struggled to get it all in.
He did nothing, said nothing, just left me to get on with the important business of pleasuring him.
And I think I did a pretty good job, cycling between deepthroating and just having his glans in my mouth. The feel of that mushroom head, between my lips and then him gently pushing it in further meant I couldn’t touch myself as I was so excited.
Eventually, all good things come (sorry I meant cum) to an end as he pulled out of my mouth. I mewled a little as he did this, but he wouldn’t let me back in.
I looked up into his eyes, but he ignored me. I guess he saw me as something he could use and then throw away.
Guess what? This turned me on even more.
He was wanking himself now, faster and faster and I was allowed to stick out my tongue and lick his gorgeous head as his hand flew up and down his length.
Then I heard his breathing get ragged and I felt I had to intervene or I would lose his load.
I grabbed his lovely member and let him slip into my mouth. Good thing I did! As he came his lovely load to the back of my mouth, allowing me to swallow.
As he slowed down, he took his cock out of my mouth, then started to dress, not even allowing me to clean him.
Then he was gone, leaving me on my knees virtually naked, the taste of his warm load still on my tongue, my little clit hard as anything.
I have to tell you, I needed release.
I thought of the way he had used me, like a sex toy, in the way that I didn’t matter, and then just left me there.
I imagined, kneeling there, that another man could come and use me like he had and I would be forced to service him as well.
To be honest Sir, that was too much for me and I came my pathetic little load on the ground.
I wish it had been you, but I know you would have been more forceful, using my mouth like a cunt, but the end would have been the same, you filling me with your seed.
I must go back there again. I want more!
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