Butt Target
I don't know why, but guys find my butt sexy. I've looked at myself in the mirror so much, my neck has a crick in it, but I still can't figure out why they think my butt is so hot. The other day, for example, I was jogging down the street, when this guy in a Honda Accord, with his wedding band right on his finger, pulled up next to me, and made a comment.
"I'd like to fuck that ass buddy." I hear it a lot, and quite frequently from married men like him. I stopped jogging, and turned to his car reaching for the door. I figured he would freak, and hit the gas. Instead, he smiled real big, and let me open the door and get in with him.
"Your place or mine?" I looked at him all coy and innocent. His big dick was swelling in his pants, and he started driving without answering. I figured that meant his place, since he didn't know where I lived. "Wife's not home?" I asked and reached over to fondle him.
"Gone to see her folks for the week. Took the kids with her." He pulled into a driveway, and the garage door was opening automatically. He pulled into the garage, and the door closed behind us. He was all over me, kissing and sucking my nipples. I thought he was going to fuck me right there in the front seat of his car. But after a few heated minutes, he opened the car door, and dragged me across the seat by the hand, and we went into the house. The bed hadn't been made that morning, but it didn't matter, because he started tearing into my butt with his mouth, not even bothering to take my running shorts off. He was sucking and biting my buns, and pulling on my shorts with his teeth. He finally stopped, and started pulling his clothes off. He had a huge boner sticking out of his crotch, and while I dropped my running shorts, and kicked off my shoes, he was dressing his dick in latex.
He greased my hole with lube, and slathered his cock. He laid me on my back and rolled me up on my shoulders by forcing my feet over my head. It's a good thing I'm limber, because it could have hurt he was so brutal and insistent. When he had me in position, his big cock was riding my asscrack like a saw in the groove. He sawed across my tender bud a few times, then raised himself up on his legs and punched the head of his dick into me. Once it was in, he didn't stop, until I could feel all ten inches of his dick stuck in my butt.
He fucked me for thirty minutes, we changed positions every time it got to be uncomfortable, but he was back in me as soon as I was in position. When he finally reached his nut, his grunts sounded like a pig in heat, and he filled the condom he was wearing with gobs of hot cum. His cock lost it fast after he came, and he let it plop out of my ass, and collapsed on the bed beside me. My dick was hard as a rock, but he didn't want to have anything to do with it. I jerked myself off, and when I came, I blew my load in his face. He slapped me for doing that, and then wiped himself off with my running shorts.
He made me give him my telephone number so we could get together again sometime. The asshole didn't even get dressed to take me home. I let myself out, and jogged home with my cum stained shorts attracting al kinds of attention.
Not long after that, I was shopping in the grocery store, when this guy started following me up and down every isle. It made me nervous, and just before I was ready to check out, he walked up to me, and showed me a badge. I was scared stiff, worried about those grapes I'd sampled before deciding against buying them.
"Come with me sir. I have something I need to discuss with you."
"What is it? Can't we discuss it here?"
"No sir. We really need to discuss this in private." Oh shit. He led the way up a back stairs to a small office with a desk and two chairs. He showed me in, and when I sat down in a chair, he locked the door behind him, and stepped in front of me. He reached for my head, with his hands, and rubbed my face in his swelling crotch.
"I gotta fuck you man. Your butt is such a turn on I just have to have it." He dropped his pants, and pulled a rubber out of his pocket. His dick was about nine inches, and I sucked on him a little before he rolled the rubber down his shaft, and pulled me up and turned me around. I put my knees on the seat of the chair I'd been sitting in, and he slathered my hole with his tongue. He licked my hole for several minutes, and then left a big gob of spit for lube, and pushed his dick into my ass. He started stroking into me, picking up speed as he did, until his hips were slapping my cheeks hard. Every time he hit bottom, we both grunted. He fucked me like that for several minutes, then pulled out of me and laid me down on my back across the desktop. He shoved himself back into me, and resumed stroking. He spit in his hand, and started milking my hardon. It felt so good having him fucking me so fast and hard and stroking my dick at the same time, that I was soon ready to shoot. He leaned back, and continued to stroke me in both places, and watched my cock shoot geysers of boiling cum into the air. It landed with splattering sounds all across his desk. When my assring clamped down on him while I was shooting, he groaned loudly, and started pumping my butt full of his cocksnot.
I insisted he take my number, and told him I expected him to call. It wasn't often I got fucked by such a nice and considerate gentleman. He led me down the stairs after we dressed again, and I paid for my groceries, and went home.
Another incident, happened at the public library. I was looking up some old newspaper stories for a report I was writing for my journalism class at school, and I noticed this guy making eyes at me. He kept squeezing his dick, and winking at me. When I'd completed my research, and had the copies I needed, I stood up to leave. He followed me for a ways, and then came up to me.
"Could I interest you in a little fun?" I looked him over. He could have been my father.
"I know a toilet here in the library nobody ever uses. Let's go to it and let me eat your ass."
"I don't know."
"Oh come on. I'll block the door with a chair so that if anybody tries to get in they'll think it's locked."
"Gee, I'd love to, but I've got things to do."
"Come on kid, make an old man happy." His big doggy eyes with bushy eyebrows decided me to do it. The toilet was really out of the way, and he carried a chair into the room with us, and propped it under the door handle. Before I knew what was happening, he was on his knees, pulling my sweat pants down around my ankles. Since I never wear briefs, he had his tongue buried in my ass before I could say Rumplestiltskin. He had the best tongue I'd ever felt reaming me out good. I reached down and squeezed his cock through his pants, and unzipped him and dug his big log out of his trousers.
"You want me to fuck you kid?" He was breathing hard from eating my asshole for so long. I grunted, and he whipped out a rubber and rolled it over his big dick. He sat me down on it in his lap, as he leaned back on his heels. After I touched bottom, he raised us both up and got me on my hands and knees. He straightened up, and began plowing my furrow. I loved his technique, those older guys know how to fuck. He was stroking into me hard, and smacking his hips against my butt, and grunting his pleasure, when he started to cum. He stiffened up and I felt his dick start contracting and shooting. When he finished. he quickly pulled out of me and turned me around and made me stand up. He took my dick in his mouth, and brought me off in a jiffy I was so hot to cum.
I asked him to come and see me sometime when he could, and he took my number, and let me out of the toilet. We went separate ways, after he opened the door, but I really enjoyed his fuck.
The most recent, was a delivery man, delivering a package to somebody in my apartment building. I was down on my hands and knees on the walkway doing leg stretches. He walked past me, and then turned around and came back. I thought he had forgotten something, but after he got a ways down the walk, he turned around again and walked by me once more. I caught sight of his crotch, and it had a bulge in it that looked promising.
"See anything you like?" I said as he slowly strolled passed. He smiled at me and asked if I was number 2F. "No. I'm 1D, right over there." I pointed, and got up and started walking back to my little apartment.
"Well I've got to deliver this to 2F, but perhaps you could offer me a drink of water or something." He hurried up the stairs, and dropped off his delivery. I'd barely gotten back to my apartment before he was knocking at my door.
"Man, I've got to have your ass. You're so fucking hot, I almost came when I saw you out on the walk." I opened his uniform shorts and dropped them to the floor. He stepped out of them, and started unbuttoning his shirt. All he had on then, was his work boots, and his company cap. His hairy chest and rosy nipples looked good enough to eat. I pulled off my shorts, and handed him a rubber. I was smearing lube on myself as I laid down on the bed. He was on top of me in a moment, and I could feel his thick cock trying to batter its way into me. I spread my legs, and he slipped in with a groan. He fucked me for almost an hour, being careful not to blow his wad too soon. He fucked like an angel, and I told him I wanted him to come and see me a lot. I love the feel of his cock pounding into me like there's no tomorrow. When he finally came, I saw stars. I know that sounds corny, but he made my head swim he pumped me so full of cum. He promised he'd stop by the next time he's in the complex. I let him out the door, and then started cleaning up my jiz, that had squirted all over my headboard when he made me cum three times with his big dick in my asshole.
I just got a call, while I was writing this, the married guy I wrote about first, is coming over to pound the shit out of my ass as he says. His wife got home earlier this week, and he needs a real fuck he says. Oops, there's the doorbell...