E[m]ailing a stranger online gets [M]y ass fucked | 2016

This just happened - I'm freshly fucked and have his dried cum all over my stomach, which I plan on wearing to bed after I post this.

First, me - I'm a white male, mid 30s, in above average shape but by no means an Adonis. That said, I do take care of myself, and fitness is a part of that. At five feet, eight inches tall, 165 lbs, I have a slightly muscular build, short dark hair and a short beard.

I'm predominantly attracted to women, but now and then I have a craving for a nice, thick cock. I'm normally dominant with women, and I guess I'd been missing being on the other side of it. As sexy as a beautiful woman can be, there's something about a rock hard cock that stirs up something carnal in me. This past week has been one of those times.

I normally peruse craigslist for shits and giggles, to see what the bots are up to, etc, and I really have no expectations when I check. But one post caught my eye this time - 30 year old traveler staying in a local hotel. A self-declared "hung cock" that was seeking a slim bottom. He was drug and disease free (everyone says that on craigslist) and wanting to top safely (not everyone says that). I figured - what the hell, why not? Worst case scenario, I just end up wasting my time, so what's a few dirty emails, anyway?

I email him and we exchange details. I share a faceless pic and he likes what he sees. Apparently he's 5'7", 160 lbs, black with a 7.5 inch cock that's quite thick. He says he's looking for a guy to stop by his room, suck his cock and balls, maybe get fingered and rimmed, before bending over and getting fucked. He wants to meet up that night, but it's short notice and late, plus I have work in the morning, so I say sorry to waste your time. Asked if he was gonna be in town more than one night and he says we can try for tomorrow. I say alright and head to bed.

Fast forward to the next evening. I thought I would be busy with other plans, but they ended early and I found myself wondering if I should follow through and see about getting fucked by this stranger - we still hadn't exchanged names yet, which was kind of hot.

I sent him an open ended email, seeing if he had found someone else to get together with, and he replied that no, he had not - this town is kind of small and doesn't lend itself to lots of random, casual, sexual encounters, especially between men. He then asked if I was able to get away, and I said tonight might actually work out for me. I decide now is the time to make preparations, and start washing out down there. I grab my enema, my plug, some lube, and head to the bathroom.

Skip ahead about 20 emails and an hour later - I am fully cleaned out and have my plug in place with lots of lube. He had sent me a cock pic that was kind of intimidating, but promised he would let me ride him to ease it in. I confirm for him that I'm fully cleaned out, and ready to come over - all i need is a hotel room number.

His next email is just a three digit number. I grab my keys and get in my car.

The drive over was short, since his hotel was literally a few blocks away. I'm nervous as I drive over - kind of normal when you're meeting a stranger for sex. In the event that I was going to get jumped I left my cash, cards, and major IDs at home. I also wrote a note and left it on my bed in case the cops needed to know when and where I was last headed. Worst case scenarios, for sure, but I suppose that's part of the allure for some, myself included.

My mouth is dry I'm so nervous - I'm just noticing this as I ride the elevator up to his floor, and that's not helpful when you're about to have your throat impaled by 7+ inches. I sneak into the vending machine area and trigger the ice machine. Toss a few ice cubes in my mouth to try and get some moisture. I'm swallowing that last bit of crushed ice as I knock on his door - the lights are out and a "do not disturb sign" on the doorknob...just as shady as can be.

The curtains shake and a 30 year old black male greets me. He smiles and invites me in. He's clearly nervous as he introduces himself, which immediately puts me at ease. I never give him my name, but smile and shake his hand. I excuse myself to the restroom, both to check on things "down there" and to make sure no one is hiding in there to jump me.

I leave the bathroom and have a seat on the end of one of the two double beds in the room. He says he doesn't know where to start, or what I'm into, so I explain that I'm not into kissing or cuddling, which he accepts. He is exactly as he described himself, which was a relief. He was actually very fit and well built. He had thick arms and muscular thighs, and was dressed in typical staying-in-for-the-night clothing - gym shorts and a tshirt. I may have been an inch or so taller than him, but he could have taken me down; he definitely had the build of someone who worked out regularly and/or was an athlete in college - after our night together, my guess would have been a wrestler.

I then ask to see his cock and he gladly pulls down his gym shorts, kicking them off to the side. The room is very dim, only the light from the sink area illuminating the room. I reach out and begin stroking/inspecting his dick, growing firmer in my hands as I do. It was really pretty big, and I was afraid my eyes might have been bigger than my mouth/ass as it continued to grow in my hand, soft skin enveloping a hardening, thickening shaft with a big head. I asked if I could take a picture with it in my hand and he said sure.

Once I'm satisfied there are no obvious warts or active herpes lesions, I get down on my knees and take his cock in my mouth. Sliding my tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the tip to tease him and get him harder. I feel the little twitches that indicate I'm doing a good job before opening my mouth as wide as I can and wrapping my lips around it. I can barely fit the head in my mouth, and once I slide just a few inches down it's already hitting the back of my throat, causing me to gag. I collect the saliva that's increasing in my throat and spit it back out on his cock, stroking it with both hands.

Even with two hands and my mouth, I could not cover the entirety of his manhood. It was futile, but I was damned if I as going to give up. I continued sliding up and down, forcing the head to hit the back of my throat and make me gag.

I alternated sliding my head down further between his legs and sucking on each one of his nuts, one at a time, while stroking his spit covered cock with one hand. He eventually took over, reaching one hand behind my neck, cradling my head and pulling it into his balls, while the other slowly stroked the entire length of his shaft. Looking up at him I felt like such a dirty slut, sucking a strangers balls while he leered down at me, breathing heavily, and forcing himself into the mouth of a guy whose name he didn't even know.

After a good 10 minutes or so of sucking him to a full erection, I asked if he had any condoms. He got up and grabbed one and rolled it on while I kicked off my pants and pulled out my plug. I had taken a towel from the bathroom when I came out, and I set my plug on that while I watched him roll the condom over his dick and slather it up with plenty of lube.

He laid down on the bed stroking himself as I positioned my hole over his dick. I sat on it and it slowly impaled me, but my ass was not used to object of this girth fitting so easily inside. It clenched and clamped down, refusing to let him inside. I grabbed the base of his shaft with one hand and spread my cheeks with the other and sat firmly down, grinding my ass onto his hips.

It finally gave way and I felt him fill me up as my muscles relaxed. I rocked my hips on him and felt him thrust deeper into me each time i rolled back onto his hips, the way I like when a woman is on top of me. He moaned as I leaned forward, taking some weight off his hips and he started thrusting more rapidly into me. This was my first time in this position, and I really liked the feeling of control combined with the submission of being filled. It was amazing. My cock was getting hard while I rode him, and I started stroking it and it grew harder. He moved my hand away and started stroking me himself while pumping in and out - another first for me that I thoroughly enjoyed.

He asked if I was loosened up enough and I agreed. I got up off him and he stood up, grabbing the lube and applying another generous coat and stroking it around. I bent over the bed and opened legs for him and he had no problem sliding back inside me, now with more lube, and power. He thrust into me, slowly at first, and then with more power and aggression. I moaned in delight with every thrust, the strangest combination of pain and pleasure, as he repeatedly hit my prostate.

I moved up further on the bed and was on all fours now, while he was still firmly planted on the floor. the sound of his hips slapping my ass was getting me off almost as much as this dick inside me was. I struggled to find a comfortable position of arching my back, and every time i would reach my arms back behind me he would grab them by the wrist and start fucking me with even greater fervor, before letting me go limp again, propping one leg up on the bed and hammering away with even greater force.

He pulled out of me and applied another layer of lube. I shifted over to my right side, with my ass hanging off the bed, and lifted my left cheek up and open for him. He bent over slightly, lined up his cock with my hole and slammed it back in, this time fucking me on the side. With my hands free, they explored his body - his chest, arms and legs were all ripped. This convinced me that if he had wanted to pin me down and take me, there really wasn't very much I could have been able to do about it. This black cock that was fucking me senseless was absolutely wrecking me and I was loving every minute of it.

He pulled out one more time for lube and I rolled over onto my back. I put my ankles on his shoulders when he positioned himself over me and slide back in all the way to the base. I'd only ever been fucked once like this and I didn't like it, but this time it was incredible. The stranger was hitting me in just the right spots, but my hole was starting to get sore. Thing is, I had resigned myself to be his slut, and I wasn't going to complain if he wanted to use me, as I was his to use. I came to him to get fucked, so who was I to say when he was done? That's what I expected of my sluts, so I was damn sure going to live up to my own standard.

I told him when he came I wanted it on my chest and stomach. He grunted in agreement, and continued drilling my sore hole, shifting his weight up more onto the bed now, so each thrust was from his entire body. I was going limp, just accepting my fate as his fucktoy.

Just then he pulled out of me and said he was about to cum. I slid down the bed and onto my knees on the floor between his legs. He tore the condom off and started stroking his hard dick vigorously. I was eye level with his cock, and stroked his balls with my mouth open, inches away from those balls that had been in my mouth early, now primed and ready to paint my face and chest. I wasn't sure if he was going to be a shooter or a dribbler, so I made sure my eyes were closed as his heavy breathing became grunting. I felt the first few drops of hot cum hit my stomach, and then a few on my chest - dribbler! I leaned in closer and licked his mushroom head, getting that salty flavor on my tongue. His stroking slowed as his orgasm subsided, and when his hand left his cock it was replaced by my mouth - but I'm a guy, I know how sensitive we get post-load, so I just held his softening dick in my mouth, cleaning the remaining bits of cum from the tip and just gently swirled my tongue around it.

I jumped back onto the bed and massaged his cum into my skin, where I wanted it. He laid down on the bed too, and we chatted briefly about his work and caught our breath. Once we were both collected I grabbed my plug and clothes and decided it was time to head home. I thanked him for having me over and he thanked me for following through - a rarity on craigslist (but not my first success at all!).

I just emailed him now, thanking him again for the great fucking, and maybe if he's in town again we might do that again? Who knows?