The following is a true story that is intended for a mature audience and contains descriptions of sex between consenting adults. The names have been changed to protect the guilty.
Late Night Call
My phone rang at 03:00. I was having such a nice sleep. I sometimes get calls this late, so I checked the Caller ID. It was a local cell phone number. I answered the phone. I instantly recognized the voice on the phone. It was the tall guy from the baseball game. I had given him up as a one time encounter. He asked if I were alone. I said yes. He then told me to unlock my front door, lube my ass, and wait for him face down on my bed. He said that he would be at my place by four. I told him the extra large condoms would be waiting for him on my bedside table. He hung up.
I got up, took a long hot shower, took a dump and gave myself an enema. By 03:45 I was on my bed face down waiting for the tall guy. My stomach was in knots. In our one meeting, the tall guy had scared me a little. He got great pleasure out of using my body and I have to admit that I enjoyed every second of it.
At exactly 04:00 I heard my front door open, then close and I heard the sound of the deadbolt lock being engaged. I heard the sound of clothes being removed, but there were other sounds that were not familiar to me. I waited frozen in my position consumed by a combination of fear and lust. My cock was harder than it had been in a while. Only the light from the hall illuminated my bedroom. I heard the door to my freezer in the kitchen open and ice being put into a glass. I heard a soda can being opened and poured into the glass. The tall guy (at least I hoped it was he) walked down the hall and stood in my bedroom door. I could see his shadow on the wall next to my bed. The fizzing drink was the only sound in the room. He watched me for a while - I wish that I knew what he was thinking. He finished the drink and headed back down the hall toward the living room.
He picked up something. I could hear the rubbing of metal on metal. When he came back into my room, he handcuffed me to the corner post of my bed. He also tied his tee shirt around my head as a blindfold. I could tell that he had worn this tee shirt for a while. It smelled of his sweat and deodorant. It was still warm from being next to his body. There was no conversation about any of this - he just did it. So here I was lying diagonally on my queen size bed - naked and scared shitless about what was about to happen. I heard him rip open the condom wrapper and slide the condom on his cock. The bed creaked as he climbed between my legs. He slapped each cheek of my ass about four times. Damn that hurt. But I was not going to let him know that it did.
I felt him put the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass. In one motion he shoved his cock in my ass - burying it to the hilt. I grunted loudly because it hurt like hell. Thank goodness for the lube that I had applied earlier. He lay on my back, chest against my back, mouth against my ear.
He whispered in my ear, "Do you like that, bitch?"
I said, "Yes, Sir."
He then started fucking me and what a fucking he gave me. All of my senses seemed to be heightened because I could not see what was going on and my hands were shackled. He fucked me long and hard. I started anticipating his strokes - but then he would change his rhythm. I could hear his grunts with each thrust and that combined with his smell on the shirt around my eyes and the feeling of his big cock reaming me a new hole sent me over the edge. My body was pushed to the point of overload. He knew I was cumming when my ass tightened. He liked that.
He slapped my right ass cheek hard and said, "Shoot it baby and tightened up that ass!"
After I had shot - he flipped me over and pushed my knees toward my shoulders. He reentered me roughly. At the same time he grabbed each of my nipples and twisted hard. My nipples are very sensitive after I shoot a load. So this was pure torture - but in a good way. He pulled and twisted and pinched my nipples hard. At the same time his cock was still abusing my ass. I thought that I was not going to make it through this.
His pace quickened and I could hear from his breath that he was about to cum. With one last lunge - he dumped his load up my ass into the condom. He kept his cock up my ass and continued to maul my nipples. He reached between us and grabbed my balls and gave them a strong pull. He finally stopped abusing my body and pulled his cock out of my ass. I heard him take off the condom and I felt him place it on my stomach. I could feel his cum oozing out onto my skin.
He got up and took a shower. I was still handcuffed to the bed with my eyes covered. After he showered, he came into the bedroom and removed my hands from the cuffs. He told me to keep the tee shirt - he had another. He said to stay blindfolded until he dressed and left. He also said that he would be back soon. I heard him dress and the door open and close. I got up and went to lock the door. I looked at the clock, it was 05:30. As I locked the door, I saw a state highway patrol car pulling out of my drive way. What have I gotten myself into?
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