Darling girl,
What an experience today!
Had to go to Toolstation to pick up some stuff, so picked the one nearest my cruisy site. The weather was Ok - ten degrees, I could put up with that.
Turned up and as I drove in there was a car going out. As I drove down the lane to the car park, I saw his reversing lights come on.
So I quickly got myself ready and headed down to the spot where we all go when we want cock or a usable mouth (ie: me).
I quickly took my trousers and pants down, but left my T shirt on, knelt down and waited, idly playing with my self and tweaking my nipples while I waited.
And then HE turned up. About 35-40, five ten, dressed in jeans and a windcheater. Fairly good looking, very short hair and (was it my imagination?) a cruel streek to his countenance.
He was looking at his phone, one of those with a hinge making it bigger, standing on the path outside my spot paying no attention at all to me.
I just stayed still, gently playing with myself. It wouldn’t do any good to get up and go when there was still a chance of some action. Though at this precise moment, this seemed unlikely.
Then he looked up at me. His glance was one of complete disinterest and it seemed to me that he wasn’t interested in me. Or maybe this was a test? If so, what should I do?
Then he put his hand to his crutch and rubbed himself and looked me straight in the eye. I licked my lips and my hand went straight to my clit and rubbed it gently.
Then he started to move towards me, still looking at his phone. But…was he pointing it at me? Was he videoing me? I was both excited and scared. Excited because, well it’s nice to be videoed if you are going to get a copy. Scared because was he going to publish it on Fabguys or Squirt? I keep a fairly low profile and wouldn’t want that put on.
He reached to about two feet away from me and undid his flies and took out a nice looking semi, about seven inches, which he started to play with.
I did nothing. I didn’t want him to leave and was afraid that if I moved, he would go. I considered crawling over to him, but the earth was quite hard (I would have done had he told me to).
Then he came closer. He asked me what sort of porn I liked. I told him ‘sucking’ because, seeing his cock, that was the only thing on my mind at that time.
I gathered my courage and asked him what it was on his phone. To my relief/dismay he showed me a video of a woman giving a man a blow job. He said it was his wife, but it was too professional for that.
“You like giving blow jobs?” he asked.
“Yes Sir, I love it.”
He got out a durex and pushed it onto his stiffening cock. I saw how big it was fully hard and thought ‘oh my god, he’s going to fuck me with that monster.’
But he wasn’t - he said he wore a condom because he was married. Which was a little odd, but I was too far gone by then to care.
He moved closer and pushed his glans into my mouth. It was slightly odd sucking him through the condom, but I was in heaven just taking this big cock.
I started just suckling his glans, lovingly running my tongue around it and generally making a fuss of his sensitive mushroom head.
Then I sank my mouth on to him and took him as far as I could. I could not get him all in my mouth and retreated back to his glans.
But I couldn’t stop going deeper and keeping him there, even though I was gagging a little.
He pushed my head back so I was looking at him.
“You like that don’t you?”
“Yes Sir, this bitch loves real men’s cocks in their mouth.”
This time he took hold of my head and forced his cock into my mouth. I gladly let him penetrate me and, when he got as far as I had taken him in, he kept pushing, forcing it down my throat.
He was obviously experienced, because he held it there just long enough before he let me go, to come up saliva everywhere and gasping for breath.
Then he was on me again, pushing it in that far again, pulling back and then pushing in again.
When he was out he lifted his cock and I took the chance to worship his balls.
“You love being mouthfucked don’t you”
“Yes” I said through a mouthful of his testicle.
“Take me in your mouth, just the end and lick and suck it.”
I loved this because not only could I suck his lovely mushroom head, but I got the chance to gaze into his eyes while I did it.
Can there be anything better than staring into a dom’s eyes while you suck his cock, his hand caressing your head as you give him pleasure.
“You really love this don’t’ you.”
Now this is only the second time I have said this to anyone and I meant it.
“It doesn’t matter what I like or love Sir, all that matters is that I give you pleasure.”
And with that, he gave me another round of mouthfucking, pushing his glorious male manhood deep in my mouth, making me gag, then repeating and getting a rhythm.
I felt like I actually was: a receptacle for his manly cock, a cocksleeve for his pleasure.
And it so, so turned me on. So much, I let him do what he wanted to me.
Then he said “Going to cum, where do you want it?”
“Over my face Sir.”
He took off the condom and started to cum, but I did not get any of it – the only disappointment of the day.
Then he was pulling up his pants and trousers and telling me what a good cocksucking mouth I had.
Then he was gone.
I may never meet him again, but I hope I will.
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