God DAMN I'm Glad I'm Such a Slut!

[bentover4u1972]

Sometimes I’m so glad that I’ve been as big a slut as I have. Why, you might ask?

I was hit up on Sniffies this morning by a guy who was staying in a hotel that’s literally around the corner from my place. He was looking to unload and offering my favorite scenario: Anonymous, no talking, dark room. After confirming that he was open to bareback and getting his room number, I quickly cleaned out with the douche I keep in my bathroom. All my other ‘fun’ supplies are hidden in my car because who knows when I might get the urge to stop at a bookstore or grab a short-stay room?

Ready to roll, I hustled to my car and grabbed my ‘fun’ bag only to discover to my horror that I didn’t have any lube! I could make a 15-minute detour to a pharmacy to get some, but I promised him I’d be there in 5 minutes and didn’t want him to think I was ghosting him. So, I sent him a message before getting in the car.

“Just discovered I don’t have any lube. I should be good with just spit.”

That last statement was a hail mary, let me tell you. I’ve been fucked with just spit before, but having just douched I wasn’t sure if my hole would be slick enough with just some saliva. I hoped it would be and, since I was already taking the risk of anonymous bareback sex, figured I’d roll the dice.

“OK,” he replied, and I was on my way.

I messaged him when I parked and made my way to his room to discover that he had left the door ajar. I walked in to find him standing naked in the dark at the foot of the bed. There was just enough light coming in around the shades that I could navigate as I undressed. As soon as I was naked, I was on my knees in front of him. His cock was already hard – a good 6 thick inches – and he grabbed my head and shoved it into the back of my throat, then began fucking my face. I gagged, just enough to slick up his shaft for what was to come. With that, he motioned for me to get on the bed.

I did as told, ass-up with the little brown bottle making regular trips to my nose. I heard him spit on his hand, then his fingers rubbed my hole. He did it a second time, then I felt the tip of his cock begin to press its way in.

My hole opened greedily. I felt a slight bit of resistance as he began his entry into my guts, but it quickly disappeared. He moved slowly, easing his way inside me until he was balls-deep. It felt amazing!

He grabbed my hips, moaning softly as his cock slid in and out of my willing hole. He took long, even strokes, and I felt his balls on mine with each thrust. I normally get a little vocal when getting fucked, but he didn’t leave the TV on and there was no ambient sound from elsewhere in the hotel, so I suppressed my grunts and groans as best I could. He came quietly, too, holding still against my ass as I felt him pumping his load inside me.

He slid out slowly and I cleaned his cock with my mouth – naturally – then got dressed. When I got home, I messaged him to say I’m free tomorrow and the next day too – to which he replied, “I’ll be here.” VERY much hoping for a repeat (or three-peat) before he leaves town!