I was 27 years old at the time of this event. I was in an on-and-off relationship with my boyfriend. I had begun to explore and experience new adventures outside that relationship.
I was living in a shared apartment. Every night after dinner, I would lock my bedroom door and chat with strangers on Yahoo chat, video call, and voice call them. Many times, I would only be sleeping by 5 am after a night-long virtual wildness.
On one of those nights, I met a 42-year-old man. We did not ask each other’s names; let’s call him Mr X. We chatted the whole night. He told me he lives in the same city as I and is divorced. We were looking for a casual catch-up. But I told him that I wanted to experience something new.
Since we have a big age difference, I am willing to meet for $. I truly wanted to experience how it feels to submit to someone in exchange for something. We agreed to meet the next day (mind you, it was just a one-day chat, and I didn’t know him at all).
He told me he will be waiting in Cafe Noir. After coffee, if we like each other, we will go to the hotel room he has booked nearby.
The next evening, I took an auto and reached the cafe. I was quite casually dressed, with blue jeans and a blue top. I saw him already waiting for me. He had a tough guy look. He had a shaved head and a fancy moustache. I couldn’t stop thinking about his face between my legs the entire time.
I am sure he must have been fucking me mentally, too. The interesting part is that we still didn’t ask for our names. It was the deal that we remain strangers throughout. We hardly spoke but looked at each other quietly.
Then, in his deep voice, he asked me, “So do we head to the hotel?” I replied with a yes. We got into his car and drove off. In the hotel room, he sat on the chair and asked me to strip. On my own, I removed all the articles. I stood in front of him in only my matching bra and panties.
I was feeling exposed and shy in front of this stranger, whom I had met yesterday. He asked me to get naked, but I asked him to settle the $ before I go any further. He handed me the reward, and I kept it on the nightstand. I unhooked my bra, took off my panties, and threw them at him.
The slut in me was showing up. He held my hand and pulled me towards him. There I was, standing close to a middle-aged man, fully naked, while he was still fully dressed. His hands were running up and down my bare back, and he gave firm squeezes on my bum.
My big boobs with hard brown nipples are just at his mouth’s reach. But he was taking it slow and just looking at them first. I couldn’t stop imagining his mouth engulfing my nipples and his moustache covering the areola. It was driving me crazy.
I started to unbutton his shirt as he kissed my neck, cheeks, and ears. His manly deep moans were driving me crazy. He was still seated, and I was standing. I took off his shirt completely. Now I squatted to undo his belt and zip. When I pulled down his pants to his ankle, I saw a big throbbing meat of 7-8 inches.
I couldn’t hide my excitement and held it between my hands. I stroked it a few times and looked at Mr X, he had a serious and horny look in his eyes…he kept his right hand on my head and I knew the command. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as far as I could.
I gave a full-length lick from the base of his balls till the end of the knob. I looked up and he approved it with a naughty side smile and said, “Bitch, you know your game.” I continued licking and sucking his balls for the next 5 minutes.
Then he held my face by the chin and started dick slapping my face with his big, thick cock. I smiled and spat more saliva when he was slamming it on my lips. He kept calling me whore, which was turning me on even more. He then inserted four of his fingers in my mouth and gagged me.
When I was gagging, he inserted his rock-hard cock in my mouth and started pushing my head down. He held all my hair in a high pony and kept pushing his dick. He is on the edge of his chair, pants on his ankle. I am kneeling and gagging over his dick.
While I was sucking, he gave me commands, like removing his pants fully while continuing with sucking. I followed. When the pants were off, he placed his right big toe on my wet pussy and started rubbing my clit. The other leg was around my back, pulling me close to suck him deeply.
His one hand was holding my hair up, and the other hand was guiding my head back and forth. It was an epic scene, and this continued for the next 15 minutes. He had a lot of body hair, and I was loving it. He stood up for the first time, took me to the mirror, stood behind me and started squeezing my big boobs.
We were both looking at each other through the mirror. I can’t explain that sight. A fully naked mature man with a younger, busty naked woman, strangers. He sat at the corner of the bed, pulled me close. While I was still standing, I lifted my right leg and let it rest on the bed mattress.
He gathered my boobs and started sucking my hard brown nipples. I was dripping wet the way he sucked. I can never forget. He grabbed the boob and pointed the nipple to his mouth, spat on it, and sucked while the other hand fingered my open, wet pussy. My legs started to tremble in ultimate pleasure.
What a sight it was, a manly man using my cubby body. I have been trained well by other men before him. So, I couldn’t hold back and started squirting all over his hand. That made him wilder, and he was slowly turning into an animal. The sucking of tits turned into biting.
He lifted me and stood up, my legs around his waist. I felt his big, fat cock going inside my pussy. I don’t recall if he wore a condom or not. All I remember is my clinging to his body and him lifting my ass up and down and fucking me deep. I was biting his strong shoulder with every stroke.
The room was filled with wet, smashing sounds and moans. I think he was about to cum, but he didn’t want to yet. He suddenly pulled out his dick, and my squirt just gushed out at once and made a puddle on the hotel room floor. This is one of my favourite positions.
It leaves my toes curled and legs shaking from the immense pleasure it brings. My body was now partially sliding down, one of my legs still hooked to his arms and one leg on the bed. He stepped on my squirt puddle and started verbally abusing me, calling me whore, randi, slut and whatnot.
He pushed his throbbing meat inside my soaking pussy. He started pounding me in that position for a few minutes and later pushed me on the bed to fuck me in the missionary position. He started smooching me and ran his tongue all over my mouth and lips.
His thick moustache was poking my soft skin. With every stroke, he was biting my lips and softly grunting out of pleasure. His muscular, heavy body was crushing me, and this dick was fully soaked with my juices. Since he increased the intensity of the strokes, the hotel bed started squeaking.
Since it was getting too loud, he asked me, “Can I bang you on the floor?” I replied with a yes. He pulled off the white bedsheet and spread it on the floor, took me there and continued fucking me in missionary. The room once again filled with my wet pussy smashing sounds and my loud moans.
I was now wanting to suck his wet cock again. I told him I wanted to do the 69 position. He quickly turned me over, and we aligned with sucking one another. I could smell my juices on his glistening dick. He spread my pussy with his fingers and started eating me.
He was too wild. Suddenly, he inserted one finger in my pussy and another in my ass. I was caught off guard. I started enjoying the fingers in both of my holes. After some time, he made me stand in front of him with my back towards him.
He held both my arms at my back, asked me to bend a little with my legs slightly apart. I knew what was coming. He shoved his dick from behind and started banging roughly. My tits were bouncing in all directions due to the rough strokes, my arms in his tight grip.
I was on my toes for him to have better access to my pussy. Just like that, with every deep, strong stroke, I moved a few inches forward. We started near the TV unit and ended up near the nightstand on my tiptoes. He still kept going, and my boobs were now hitting the lamp on the bedside.
I knew he was close to cumming. I looked down at the $ on the nightstand and thought to myself, he got it’s worth and what a whore I was. I don’t recall if he had a condom on or not. Still, I know he let my hands go, and now he held me around my lower tummy with his arms.
He lifted me off the floor while I held onto the nightstand and walls. He took his dick out, squeezed my waist hard and rubbed his oozing dick in big circles over my pussy, ass, and butt cheeks. His warm cum started running down my butt to the back of my thighs.
He then put me down. I turned towards him. He was panting and sweating, while I gave him a smile, and he gave me a kiss and went to the washroom. I cleaned up myself and packed things and $. We said goodbye and left separately.
We never met again or chatted again. It was really a one-time fun with a stranger. Till today, I do not know his name, and he doesn’t know mine. One of the best fantasies that came true for me – fucking a total stranger for $.