This is the true story of a recent encounter I had at a rest area. I am a 45 year old man, 6', 180 lbs with a masculine body and in pretty good shape. I am reasonably happily married, have two kids, but cannot resist the "call of the wild" for some cock once in a while.
One day, I was driving back from an all-day, off-site meeting for my job that had been held about an hour's drive outside the city. The meeting room was stuffy and I had worn a suit and tie and I had a hard time keeping myself awake and near the end, I was fantasizing about some dick. There was a rest area along the highway on my drive back to the city so I was eager to see if I could drum up some action.
The rest area is quite small, well hidden from the main highway by trees and bushes and is only equipped with single room men's, women's and handicapped toilets. When I arrived, there were only two cars and it didn't look like there was going to be much action. I stood near the toilets and smoked a cigarette and checked out my phone.
A fine new model, black BMW 7-series pulled up in the parking lot and out emerged a fine daddy. He was about 55, 6', 210 pounds and wearing an expensive suit, leather shoes and a tie. He exuded masculinity, self-confidence and testosterone and I could even feel it from where I stood. He was talking on his cell and I could hear it was a business call about forecasts, shipments and sales numbers. He started toward the toilet, looked at me and smiled briefly and grabbed his crotch. He was very cocksure and looked at me like "ok, I'm here for my scheduled blowjob".
He went into the toilet and I waited a couple of minutes to be sure he wouldn't come out after a quick piss. The door was unlocked and I went in. He was still talking on the phone and stroking his big stiff cock. It was a fine, thick cut cock with a big head resting on two plump balls covered in trimmed hair. He smiled and continued to wank and talk. I stood and waited, thinking that he would end the call.
He kept on talking, turned towards me and shook his dick and nodded his head a little impatiently for me to get on with it. I dropped to my knees and started sucking that fine dick. He was a little angry at his employee on the phone and I could feel his aggressive manner. It was a real turn on and my cock was growing. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down to get better access to his cock and balls and I bathed them with my tongue-deepthroating his cock, licking up and down the smooth shaft and teabagging each ball. I could feel the power and manliness locked up in his sac. I licked his groin and behind his ball sac and enjoyed the musty, sweaty aroma of his balls that had been cooped up all day. He was really enjoying this and was rubbing my head and ears, while still conducting his business call. Every once in a while he pressed my head all the way down on his cock and face fucked me roughly until I gagged softly.
I reached up under his shirt and began to tweak his protruding nipples. They were quite big and rubbery and this really turns me on. With his dick still in my mouth, he started walking us over to the wall, pinning me up against it so he could face fuck me harder. Although he was driving his cock hard into my mouth, he showed no signs of cumming.
I pulled my pants down and started wanking myself. He reached down and started fingering my hole. As his phone was near my head, I could hear his employee explaining a shipping plan. He fingered fucked my hole roughly, it apparently turned him on as his dick grew stiffer in my mouth and I was enjoying a good stream of his pre-cum. While I probably should have been annoyed that he didn't stop the call to have sex with me, it was somehow a turn on.
He pulled me up and over to the toilet, motioning that I should bend over and give him access to my hole. He started tonguing my hole, only stopping when he needed to reply to his employee. His tongue felt good on my aching, needy hole and I was happy when he stood up and started to push his cock in. It was quite thick and I could definitely feel it moving up the canal. When it reached my ring, I whimpered a little and he reached around and clamped my shut with his big hand. I responded by sucking on his thumb and fingers as he plunged his shaft deeper.
He started a nice solid rhythm that was satisfying my itch for cock and I arched my back appreciatively. His dick had a nice upward curve that was hitting parts of my canal that usually weren't stimulated and I was writhing and leaking pre-cum on my leather shoes.
Finally! He ended the call and started to seriously fuck me and to talk dirty. "You like that thick cock boy?, You're a cock slut, Whose ass is this now?", and other phrases that turned me on. He increased to a manic rhythm and I could hardly hold on to the toilet. I was wanking and close to shooting my wad---and his phone rang.
"Fuck, it's my wife, I have to take it." Damn, I thought this was going to end without either of us cumming, but he answered the call and kept on fucking me without missing a beat. I could hear his wife bitching and moaning about something and he was just answering "Yes, dear" ever so often and plowing his cock in my horny ass. He was getting annoyed at her and started taking out his anger by fucking me harder and I decided I was glad she called.
At one point, she asked him what was wrong as he sounded out of breath. I thought I was going to burst out laughing when I heard that, but he just answered that he was walking down to the harbour to see if some shipments had arrived. I could feel he was getting close to busting his nut as he was pounding hard and shaking. Just when he shot he said "I'm cummmming" and quickly finished with "home soon, honey" and then he hung up the call. Just as his hot spunk hit my canal, I started laughing and blew my own load. Somehow the laughing had enhanced my orgasm and I shot 4 ropes of cum into the toilet. I felt great, had had a good fuck and a good laugh.
He wanted to meet me again and gave me his card. I told him that next time we meet, it wasn't going to be for phone sex....