I left Owen's place semi satisfied, still in heat from swallowing his son, and literally hearing him cum in my left ear. I sped to to the apartment and stripped naked upon arrival, so hot and horny that I broke out my gamut of toys, then turned on a video thinking I was going to ride one until I passed out. You should've seen me struggling to insert my favorite vibrator, my legs stretched wide as I laid on my back to plug and play. I felt good for two minutes, and I mean a maximum two minutes, with me pushing it out of my ass because I wanted the real deal.
"I really need to get fucked,"I told myself, and didn't care about the hour, the climate outside or anything else for I was on the prowl.
I grabbed my phone, and logged on to the hookup sites hoping for a some lonely bastard wanting to heave some cock in an anus. It was well past midnight, and temperatures were cool enough to have frost on the ground. I was initially thinking no one would want me, and it was wishful thinking to have a guy want to link and get nasty.
I'd get lucky with three.
"Hey man, we're delivering some equipment in Stillwater tomorrow, but we're stopping here," a cute Andy messaged to me.
"Just wanna get my dick wet. Know of any takers?"
"I'm a taker. Definitely," I messaged before sending a fresh photo of my ass.
Andy was one third of a team transporting building materials to the college town. They all were hauling flatbeds of stuff from Dallas, and ran out of hours in OKC which made them call it a night.
"I'm at the Love's," he told me.
"You up for tonight?"
"I'm more than up," I messaged back. "It's my birthday, sexy."
The 30-year-old unlocked his photos, and I went into complete queen mode.
"My ass is poking out right now," I told him.
"Guess we need to do something about it," he added. "We're at the Days Inn nearby."
"We," I asked of whomever was with the six foot two, 180 lb. stud.
Andy's "pink pistol" had a short and stout shaft, with with a tiny, arrow like tip.
"You say we? How many are in we," I asked.
He sent me profile numbers of his two buddies in Tony, a 41-year-old black guy with a dark chocolate complexion, and Dre, a 27-year-old brother whose skin resembled the tone of flan.
"You three are delicious," I messaged after checking out the other two, as Tony stood firm at six foot one, 270 lbs., and smooth all over with a short, but thick cock.
The head on Tony's cock had serious circumference as it appeared to be thick. The head was light pink, and the wrinkled, cut shaft was jet black and girthy, looking quite scrumptious to blow. The young Dre had a long, curved fuck stick hanging from his five foot eleven frame. The bald headed muscle bound bull had a dick with a shaft that was also jet black, matching the tip as his cock looked unreal upon gazing.
"They're waiting, too," messaged Andy.
I salivated thinking of all the freaky shit that could happen between us, then I jumped, and rid myself of "earlier events" before I threw on clothes and drove to the meeting point.
"Happy birthday to me," I said when Andy texted me his room number.
Didn't take me long to get there, and I parked directly in front of his door as he was on the ground level, and the three of them were standing in front, sitting in chairs, and talking. I got out and wobbled to the entrance where they stood as the place exemplified cheap.
"So you're not a flake," Andy said to me as I was semi uncomfortable.
The janky pavement of the lot, to the busted window in two of the rooms adjacent to his. Then there was a slight, stale stench of cigarette smoke I noticed as this was all confirmation I was far from a Hilton property. I got closer to shake their hands, and each of them having a certain "look" in their eyes, as if I was their "food" for the evening.
"Glad you could come out," Dre said to me.
