Quickies

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Quickies!

1)

I love riding ferries and never pass up the chance, the fact this one was free for seniors made it a must. We were about to board it to cross a harbour from one city to another. I knew I would need to relieve my bladder before being out on the water.

The public washroom was just off a small food court. From inside I could hear conversational voices without picking up on the details.

There were eight urinals, and I chose one on the end in the corner. As my stream started flowing, I sensed someone approach from behind. He had lots to choose from but chose the one right beside me.

Of course I looked. He was stroking a medium sized cock to hardness.

Before I even thought to edit my words, I blurted “Blow job, or fuck?”

His response was resolute, “Fuck.”

I headed toward the handicapped stall and on second thought decided on the closest stall to the door. Silly on my part really, but I thought the bigger stall would be too obvious.

As I released my belt and dropped my commando shots I could hear the buzz from the food court over my racing heart. He closed and locked the door, then grabbed my hardening cock and planted a kiss on my mouth.

I enjoyed this intimate act for a brief second and brock the lip lock.

In one voice, we both said; “This needs to be quick.” Then we laughed together.

“My wife is waiting.” He confessed.

‘My husband.” I abbreviated and turned to offer my bare ass.

As I hoarcked up some flehm and fingered it into my hole he asked, “Do you have a condom?”

“Nope, no need.” I encouraged.

“I won’t last log then.” He confessed.

With more flehm I moistened his hard on and aimed it at my eager hole.

He nudged on in. It gave me that wonderful ‘start of a fuck’ pain!

I pushed on back ‘til he was all the way in.

He was already breeding me.

“Fuuuccckkkk, sorry bud.” He lamented.

“Nothing to be sorry about my friend. We both got everything we wanted and needed.” I reassured.

I waited a short minute after he left.

The buzz in the food court made me smile as I exited the washroom.

I saw him with his wife. Then I saw my husband. It seemed neither were aware their partner just had a raw quicky.

I kept my butt cheeks tight as we boarded the ferry and savored the strangers load in my gut for the rest of the afternoon.

2)

 I noticed two young handsome Somali guys as we waited to catch another ferry back across the harbour later that same afternoon. It wasn’t obvious but I thought one of them gave me a knowing smile. Could he smell the semen I was carrying in my ass?

The four of us stood on the upper outside deck for the crossing. My husband’s back was to them, and I was on an angle so could glance at them without appearing too obvious.

It became clear that I was being cruised when the one that had smiled started subtly stroking the crotch of his jeans. A nice bulge formed.

When my hubby was distracted, no one else was looking, and I knew I had his attention I pantomimed a blow job.

He quickly checked that his friend was not paying attention and shook his head ‘no’. Then he created a circle with the thumb and index finger of his left hand and pantomimed a fucking motion with his right index finger. The message was clear. I know I was blushing, and we couldn’t cross the harbour fast enough for my liking.

As we disembarked, I excused myself to use the bathroom. The young stranger discreetly followed me in. We quickly ducked into the first cubicle.

With the door secured he ordered me to drop my shorts and give him my ass. Without delay I obliged. I hadn’t even seen his cock.

It must have been thick ‘cause it stretched me to the hilt as he pushed directly in. I was thankful for the first load as lube.

He began his fuck pumps right away and in earnest. One, Two, Three, Four, all balls deep, and then five even deeper, held it there, and was unloading.

As his heavy breathing subsided his cock softened and fell from my hole.

I went to pull up my shorts and he pushed me to bend forward again. He quickly exited the stall, and his friend took his place immediately.

In a whisper the friend asked. “Did he breed you?”

While nodding my head, “Um, yeah.”

This guys even thicker and longer raw cock was in me with no delay. I couldn’t help myself and grunted as the first few jabs hit my prostate. His hand covered my mouth and the pounding got more intense.

“Tell me where you want my cum.” He whispered in my ear and removed his hand to hear my response.

“I think you already know.” I whispered back.

“Tell me.” He insisted.

“Breed me, cum in my ass.”

I milked his erupting cock with my ass cheeks. It was clear he was a big cummer and I didn’t want a drop to be missed.

He had me quickly clean his slimy cock with my mouth before he took off.

Neither of them was in sight as I exited and found my husband coming out of a coffee shop. There I was carrying three strangers loads and he was non the wiser.

 

 

3)

We rode our bikes away from the ferry toward our campground. He was following me so I made sure not to stand going up hills in case my ass was leaking and leaving a tell-tale wet spot on my shorts. I was commando.

We eventually got onto an off-road trail that snaked through a dense wood. After a bit I noticed a 20 something guy walking his dog ahead on the trail.

The closer we got I could see more details of the tattoos on his muscular caves. He was a very fit looking guy. I snuck a glance as I passed to see his handsome bearded face. I stood peddling to wiggle my ass at him. I was hoping he was looking and praying that I had a wet spot on my shorts.

When we got to the top of the next small hill, I stopped to let my husband catch up. I assured him it wasn’t much farther staying on the same path to get to our trailer. I encouraged him to go ahead; I needed to take a piss.

Trusting guy. Off he went.

He had no sooner gone out of sight then the dog walker reached me.

“Hi” I said as I squatted to pet his very happy dog.

“Hi sexy daddy, waiting for me to pump another load into that slutty ass of yours?” His voice as smooth as honey.

“If that’s your thing young buck.” I openly continued the flirt.

“Just find your tree to lean against old man, we better be quick.”

I get off on danger so picked the biggest tree right beside the path,

His good-sized raw cock was deep in my hole when he asked: “Fuck man, it’s really wet in here, how long ago did he pump it into you.”

“About twenty minutes ago, but there were two.” I confessed.

“So, this is sloppy thirds? You old sly dog.” He drove these words home with extra hard fucks.

“Ummm …. Sloppy forth, I already had another stranger’s load on board when they took my ass.” Now I was boasting.

“Fucking A Old Man. I love a slut who knows they’re a slut and is proud of it. Oh fuck! This dirty talk’s getting me off …. Breeding your ass!”

“Hey Charlie, did you just say what I think you said?” Three young guys had slid to a stop with their bikes beside us, it was one of their voices that gave me the name of the dog walking stranger that had just bred my ass.

“Yup Sam. Your turn!” Charlie was breathless but enthusiastic.

Charlie was out and Sam’s raw cock in before I could object. I had no intention of objecting.

Sam’s cock was thin, but hard and long. My prostrate was very happy.

The other two watched with mouths gaping.

Sam didn’t take long and was soon pumping yet another load deep into my gut.

He pulled out and the tallest was in. He paid no attention to the third’s protest. “Are you guys fucking crazy? Anybody could come along at any minute.”

Charlie voiced what the other two were thinking. “No, we are raw fucking this silver fox. You’re crazy to pass up this opportunity.”

These words were barely out of his mouth when Charley, Sam and the third took off like bats out of hell.

A couple more pumps and the tall guy fucking me unloaded, pulled out, mounted his bike and took off in a cloud of dust.

Only then did I realize a woman with three dogs had appeared on the trail.

Blushing, shame faced, I pulled up my shorts and got on my way. Cum was running down my leg.