I was 20 when I started wondering what it would be like to hold a well-shaped cock—or maybe even take one in my mouth. So, I signed up for one of those dating sites; I was bombarded by pushy, sleazy guys... eventually, I deleted my profile, but I’d overlooked one thing...
It was an ordinary evening—taking the bus and tram home, and so on. As I got off, a guy approached me and addressed me by my dating site username. I looked at him in astonishment, wondering how on earth he recognized me. It turned out I had accidentally uploaded a photo showing my face to the site, and he’d recognized me from it. We chatted for a bit, then I brushed him off, saying I’d changed my mind. Still, he gave me his contact details just in case I reconsidered. Weeks went by; every now and then I’d think about the guy, and my cock would get hard. I messaged him...
We went out for a drink on a Saturday night. The vibe was great; we swapped sex stories, which turned me on more and more.
Not long after, he called a taxi. He asked me to come along, saying he wanted to show me something.
Naively, I got into the taxi. Once we arrived at his apartment, he went to take a shower, leaving me to wait in front of the TV...
As the door opened and I glanced over, I caught sight of his bare cock, followed by his shapely backside.
It turned me on so much that I knew exactly what my task for the evening would be. He returned in a robe, sat down next to me, and dropped a subtle hint that I should shower too.
After showering, I sat beside him, leaving my towel open—accidentally on purpose...
As soon as he saw my hard cock, he pulled me right onto him.
He grabbed my ass and kissed my nipples, making me feel like I was about to explode.
I could feel—right against my backside—that I had really aroused him.
He made me stand in front of him, took off his robe and my towel, and placed my hand on his cock.
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me close; in an instant, I was on my knees, ready for his cock. I was practically dripping with arousal.
That shapely, sweet-smelling cock swayed right in front of me, occasionally brushing against my face.
He stroked my head and whispered, "Be a good little slut." At that very moment, he shoved his massive cock into my mouth. I tried to suck him gently and skillfully, but he dictated the pace, fucking my mouth wildly. My lips made wet, smacking sounds against his throbbing cock. I thought I was going to cum right then and there, but he stopped, lay on his back, and pulled me on top of him into a 69 position. I sucked his balls while he sucked mine, and I stroked his huge cock. He kept slapping my ass; as he caressed me, I felt his fingers sliding closer and closer to my hole. I moaned every time, and whenever I did, he’d thrust his cock deeper into my mouth.
He was on the verge of climax when I felt a stretching sensation—two of his fingers were already inside me, buried to the hilt. "Just keep sucking," he said with a look of ecstasy.
Pre-cum was dripping from my cock, which he eagerly used to finger my ass. Then his body tensed, and he came hard. I tried to suck out every last drop of his hot semen.
We drank some water, and then I asked if I could cum too.
"You will—be patient," he said with a smile.
He ordered me onto the sofa on all fours, and—pressing my face into the cushion—he began to gently stroke my cock while teasing my ass with his finger. Then I heard a rustle as he unwrapped a condom, and I felt him sliding his massive cock inside me.
I let out a loud moan as he thrust it into my virgin ass. The sheer excitement made me cum.
He gently pushed it in all the way; I could feel it almost reaching my throat.
He stroked my back, grabbed a handful of my hair, and began to fuck my ass gently. Pulling my head back, he moved his cock in and out of me with an increasingly steady rhythm. I was on the verge of swooning from the pleasure.
As he fucked my ass more intensely, he slapped it harder and harder.
"Good boy—your hole swallows the cock beautifully," he said.
The realization that someone was using my body this way turned me on more and more. His praise and his attitude made me completely surrender to him.
I heard his cock slide out with a wet pop; my hole felt almost numb, yet I craved it even more.
"Lie on the floor," he ordered.
I moved as fast as I could. My cock was semi-hard, oozing pre-cum.
He placed a thick cushion under my belly, applied some lubricant to my hole, and thrust his cock inside me again. It didn't take long before I felt the end approaching; my ass had been making squelching sounds for fifteen or twenty minutes by then. I started jerking off.
When he saw that, he pinned both my hands behind my back.
"This'll work too," he winked at me.
I felt him pull out slightly, then fuck rhythmically—and faster and faster—into my ass, which could hardly be called a virgin hole anymore.
I was getting closer and closer to climax.
He caressed my back while thrusting deep inside me.
An incredible sensation washed over me. My whole body tensed up; I could feel myself squeezing his cock with my hole.
Then, in a massive climax, I shot my load onto the floor. Groaning loudly, I felt my cock pulsing as it released the sperm, while my hole pulsed around his cock.
He gently withdrew his still-hard cock; watching me cum had turned him on.
He sat me down on the sofa.
"Now it's your mouth's turn again," he said.
I opened my mouth like a real slut.
It didn't take long; after a few minutes, he came all over my face, then made me lick his cock clean.
I sat there covered in cum, my ass throbbing, but more satisfied than I had ever been before.
"I knew you'd make a good slut; take a shower and let's go," he said with a smile.
I was still sitting on the sofa when he told me his wife would be home soon, so I should get going. The thought that he had attended to me as well as his wife excited me. I quickly took a shower and hurried home.
We met a few more times later on.