I cannot remember what drove me to it. Cruising bars for sex had become a
habit. Success can do that to you, but even steady success make you yearn for
something different. I looked at her from across the bar and acknowledged her
stare. She definitely looked hot and hungry, with eyes that seemed to size me up
as a meal. I was about to approach her, when, surprisingly, she got up and
approached me. We chatted for a while and downed a few drinks. The last one went
to my head, so I turned down her offer to buy the next. “Hey”, she said
seductively, “have a couple for me”, and undid the top few buttons of her
blouse. Not willing to turn down an obvious offer, I finished a couple more.
The next few minutes were a bit hazy, as I was close to drunk. She guided me out
of the bar and down the street into a nearby alley. Too stoned to protest, I
allowed her to take control. She pushed me against a wall, lifted my arms over
my head by my wrists, covered my mouth with hers, and began to French me deeply.
I was shocked at first, and made a halfhearted attempt to push her away, but she
was surprisingly strong, and frankly, I was in such a happy stupor that I
relaxed and let her take control. The kiss was long and deep, seemingly lasting
forever. She worked her lips and tongue over mine with a level of expertise new
to me. I enjoyed my surrender and allowed her to toy with and tease me at her
pleasure. Her body moved against mine, and I enjoyed the feeling of her breasts
pressing against me, and her hip bone slowly grinding onto my hardening cock.
The sensation was intoxicating, but then I was already near drunk.
The kiss and slow grind continued. Deep inside, I knew that if it continued I
would cum in my pants, but somehow I couldn’t force myself to shift my position
or even try to slow her down. She knew what she was doing. She seemed to sense
when I was near cumming and would ease up just enough and watch me squirm and
pant, then resume. I thought that I would burst when she pulled back, while
still holding my wrists firmly. “You’re almost ready baby. I’m going to enjoy
taking you.” Hell, the way I was feeling, she could take me anywhere and anyway
she wanted. She spun me around to face the wall, undid my belt and pants, and
pulled out my throbbing cock.
One of her hands began to stroke it, while the other squeezed and massaged my
balls. Again, she showed how easily she could control me, bringing me again and
again close to cumming, but laughing when she eased up and held me back. I felt
dizzy, and not from the alcohol. I began to enjoy her control over me, wanting
her to make me cum, while feeling ecstasy when she held it back, She pulled me
away from the wall and allowed my body to rest against hers. With one hand, she
unbuttoned my shirt and slid down my shorts, while unfastening her clothing and
letting them fall to the ground. It was then that I felt her cock. It was
sliding along the crack of my ass, wetting it with precum. “Wha..”, I tried to
shout, but before I could get the word out she had turned me around and began to
French kiss me again. My weakness was apparent. Her ministrations had made me so
succeptible to her that my shout turned into a deep moan as her tongue flicked
and encircled mine. Her hands grasped both of our cocks and stroked them as one.
My hetero mind still resisted, my hands trying to grasp her shoulders and
push her away, but her mouth and hands won My eyes rolled back into my head and
body began to respond in kind. We stepped out of our clothes when she guided me
back against the wall. Once there, she lifted my thigh with one hand and pulled
my cock up with the other. Bending her legs slightly, her sharply angled cock
slid under mine and found my arse, the tip touching and rubbing it. “P..please
don’t”, I say. She flicks the tip of my cock and rubs my precum over its head
slowly. “What?’, she asks. “Please …don’t”, I stammer again. Her hands reach
behind me and spread my cheeks apart, then, maneuvering her cock again, press
against my now quivering arse. “Say again”, she says. “Please…please”, I moan.
Obligingly, she begins to push while pulling my ass forward. She slides in
slowly, allowing my lost virginal asshole to accommodate all of her 9 inches.
She raises and lowers herself into and out of me repeatedly, as I gasp and moan.
I am totally absorbed by the sensation, and begin to move towards my first anal
climax. It triggers when she cums in me, crying out as she does so. My arms lie
limply to my sides as she shudders into me again and again.
My head is spinning. I have never felt so full and satisfied, yet weak. She
moves me to a trash can and bends me over it. There is no pause or seduction
this time. She plows into my ass harshly and begins to fuck. I grunt with each
stroke till she cums again. When done, she pulls out and flips me on my back. My
arms and legs hand down limply, my cock harder than it has ever been and
throbbing. Her face bends over mine. “There…there”, she says, and begins to kiss
me again. One hand slides down my chest, over my abdomen, then grasps my cock
and begins to slowly stroke. Her mouth fucks mine as she strokes me. My mind
struggles. I need to cum badly. Very badly. She repositions herself and places
her head between my open legs. Rising up slightly, she surrounds my cock with
her mouth, sliding until the tip goes into her throat. Her mouth is better than
any pussy I have ever head, and easily the best blowjob as well. She sucks and
slides slowly, applying strong suction and pressure as she rises and sliding her
tongue along the bottom of my cock as she nearly swallows it.
It isn’t long before my hips betray the imminence of my explosion.
“MmmmHmmmm…..MmmmHmmmm”, she says. My hips arch high as I cum, and she grips my
asscheeks and inserts a finger before it falls back down. She finger fucks my
ass as she sucks, making me cum again before I fall limp. I weakly open my eyes
to see her grinning broadly while looking down at me. “I got you now, baby. But,
one more assfuck will make it complete. No going back now.” I nod weakly and
lift and spread my thighs. She places them over her shoulders, grips and raises
my dick and balls, and slides in again. All that I was before fades away with
each stroke, replaced by what she wants me to be.
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