We were close, both of us. My legs in the air, his weight on top of me. He was pushing harder into me and I could feel every ounce of him, on top of me and inside of me. My face was against his shoulder, I was biting his skin and moaning loudly. His grunts and pants were increasing. He wasn't wearing a condom and I didn't care, I needed him to breed me. I had been waiting for this moment all afternoon.
We met at a gay bar in the city. I met him on chat and after several conversations, we agreed to get a drink for happy hour. We were both spoken for: he had a long-term partner and I was married. neither of us were in open relationships and neither of us cared. We were being careful, discreet. He was my type: older, taller, broad shoulders, mustache. He worked in sales at a big company. He wore a crisp navy suit, white shirt, blue tie. He was so handsome, I kept wondering, "Why is he with me?"
Our first meeting was interesting. We drank and talked. He made me laugh a few times, completely setting me at ease. I had two glasses of wine, he drank scotch. We both looked at the clock at the same time and decided it was time to go. The bar was full of men and starting to bustle and get very loud. Some men were kissing in corner booths. I kept my eye out for co-workers or anyone who might know me. He pulled me to the side near the bar, a kinda darker area towards the men's rooms. We kissed, he pulled me towards him. I immediately began to swell as I felt his body, tasted his lips and tongue. I swooned in his arms and then he let me go. He asked me for my phone number. This was playing with fire, I never gave this number to men. But i didn't even think about it, I just did it
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The next week, he called during the day. I was at work fortunately and pretended that he was a client. He told me his partner was away until the next day and asked if I could come over. It was 3pm. I needed to be late at home and sneak out of work for this to happen. I had never done any of this before really. But I did this time without thinking. I told everyone I had a meeting, grabbed my coat, hailed a cab, and was at his door within ten minutes. I hadn't prepped really, but I took a shower at the gym aft noon, so at least I smelled clean. What was I doing?
He opened the door and smiled. He looked gorgeous. "Come in, come in," he waved and I walked past him. He took off my coat, a very gentlemanly thing to do. We walked into his living room from the foyer. "Need a drink?" he asked. I shook my head, my heart raced. He walked up to me, "Should we continue?" I nodded and fell into his arms. He kissed me and pull me towards him. We kissed, first lips, then tongue. I wrapped my arms around him and he reached down, squeezing my ass and pulling my hips towards him. I could feel his erection under his jeans. We stopped and he pulled off his sweat and t-shirt all at once. I rubbed his chest and nipples, felt his belly. He was mildly furry, very masculine and stout. He look at me and kissed me more.
He had turned me around and deftly took off my tie, unbuttoned my shirt, and undid my pants all within a few minutes, kissing my neck and ears in the meantime. I loved the way that he unbuttoned my shirt, so smoothly. I was on fire. I kicked off my shoes and suddenly was in my socks and briefs in his living room. He rubbed my chest and belly, rubbing the bulge in the front of my briefs. I moaned and whimpered slightly as his large, warm hands caressed me. He whispered in my ear, "Let's go upstairs." he grabbed my hand and lead me up the stairs. Pictures of him and his partner lined the walls. He is apartment was clean and well-organized. I fantasized briefly about living as a gay man in a clean, well-decorated apartment with an other man.
We walked into his bedroom, which was clean and organized. He sat me on the edge of his bed. He rubbed my face and slide his thumb along my lips. I put his thumb in my mouth, licking and sucking it. He smiled slightly as he rubbed his thumb on my lips, staring down at me. He was playing with me and I didn't mind a bit.
I started sucking him lightly after he took off his jeans and briefs. He approached me naked and put his hand on the back of my head. We didn't speak, I knew exactly what he wanted. He was rock hard, cut, trimmed up and manscaped. He was also big. He smelled clean and tasted sweet at first. He sighed through his nose as I first kissed the tip of his cock, then licked the head and shaft. I used my hand to cup his balls and rub them lightly. Then, I took my other hand and guided him into my mouth. I hadn't done this in two years, but felt like an old pro. I used tongue, then lips. I sucked up and down, then opened my lips and moved my head up and down. His huge cock was immersed in my mouth and I struggled at first to not gag. Then, it became easy and felt good. Eventually, he held my head in place and began fucking my mouth. I was rock hard in my briefs, my legs rubbing against the side of the bed. he would build up, then slow down, edging himself. he finally stopped and looked down at me. "Can I fuck you?" he asked, rubbing my head. I sniffed and nodded, lying back on the bed.
He was top of me, kissing me. My legs spread for him, taking his body into me. His hands rubbed me, squeezing here and there. My smooth chest rubbed against his furry chest. I peeled my socks off and rubbed my foot against his legs. I squeezed his ass and pulled him against me, grinding together. He rolled me over on top of me and began kneading my ass and kissing my neck. He could overpower me at any minute, but knew how to be gentle. I loved the attention that he gave to my earlobes, neck, and chest. meanwhile, his hands moved all over me, eventually dipping in my briefs to knead and squeeze my ass. Our cocks rubbed together as he pulled down my briefs. His hand delved into me and I could feel a finger working into me. I let myself relax so he could enter smoothly. He held me in place and finger fucked me, nibbling on my chin. I closed my eyes and laid on top of him, moaning slightly. I felt every movement of his hand. It was intoxicating.
He put me on my back. He looked down on me and poured lube into his hand. Then, he entered two fingers into me, working me open. His face was serious, lustful. I closed my eyes to feel his hand. "Look at me," he said. He grabbed my hand and poured lube into it. I reached down to his cock and began stroking the lube on. he grew harder in my hand and he closed his eyes for a bit. Precum leaked from him. I stopped and he opened his eyes and smiled. I laid back and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He guided himself into me, slowly. I breathed out as he entered me; I could feel him open me up. The lube helped, he felt incredible. He stopped every few inches to adjust. he asked if I was OK. I nodded, trying not to spoil the mood. After a few adjustments, he was in and pulled out.. The sensation went right to my brain. My nipples became hard and I sighed and moaned at the same time. He began to work me.
Getting fucked is an amazing experience, and he was no exception. I would open my eyes and stare at his face as he moved in and out. Then, I would close my eyes and feel ever sensation as his hard cock rubbed against the walls inside me. I felt submissive, yet empowered. I rubbed his chest, then dropped my hands and grabbed the bed as his speed increased. His weight never pushed me down, even at full force. I felt a well starting inside me, that feeling of being incredibly turned on and having an eruption forming in me. Each stroke and push brought me closer, without using my hands. His girth and rubbing was bringing me to orgasm. He wasn't wearing a condom and I didn't care, I needed him to breed me. I had been waiting for this moment all evening.
We came together, first me spilling onto my stomach, then him grunting loudly and stiffening his whole body. He arched his back and exploded into me. He shuddered three times, then collapsed onto me. I caught him and kissed his forehead and neck. He grunted and sighed loudly in my ear. I kissed him against and he moaned. I wasn't even aware of my own moaning, which had become louder until I came, then I noticed I wasn't yelling any longer.
He rolled onto his back, bringing my to lie with my head on his shoulder. We stayed this way for a bit until I looked at the clock. How could I leave this embrace?