Hotel Encounters

As the game ended, I decided it was time to go to my room. A few beers and a good buzz helped me cope with my team's disappointing loss.

I had spent most of the time chatting it up with another guy, John, who was relentlessly cheering for the other team. In between plays and drinks, we talked about our wives back home, sports, and work. We were both traveling for business.

Leaving the hotel bar, I stopped by the restroom and then headed for the elevator to my room. John was standing in front of the elevator as I rounded the corner.

"Gotta call it a night," I said.

He replied, "probably a good idea. I have an early day tomorrow."

"What floor," I said while pushing the button to floor 6 where I was staying.

"I'm on 6 too," he said.

As we went up, he had a great time teasing me again about how my team blew it. He said, "you guys sucked tonight."

As the elevator opened, we both stepped out. Stumbled may have been a better word to describe what I did.

"Shouldn't have had that last drink, eh," he quipped.

"Yeah. Just a little tipsy. But i think I'll find my room."

"I'm here to help in case you need it," he said.

"I think I'll be ok," I said laughing.

"What number?"

I replied, "I'm in 609." Pointing to the sign on the wall directing me to the left, I said, "this way. See, I'm not as challenged as my team was tonight."

We both laughed and he also turned to the left commenting "I'm down this way too, 613."

Room 613 was actually just a few doors down and we reached it first. "This is me," he commented and pointed at his room.

"Oh cool. Goodnight then," I replied.

"You gonna be okay?" He asked.

"Dude I'm not that drunk. Close, but not that bad." We both laughed.

Then he said something that stopped me cold and made me freeze.

"You're welcome to come in if you're not too drunk. Join me! I'm so horny I could do just about anything right now."

I stopped. Froze. Looked up at him. I half expected him to be joking and to see a shit eating grin on his face. It was apparent though that he wasn't kidding.

"Umm. Okay," I said.

What the hell, I thought. That's your reply? My brain screamed at me to run to my room and get out of there, but my feet were frozen to the floor.

Seeing that I wasn't moving or speaking, he encouraged. "Look, I know we're both straight and have wives and all. And I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I am very horny and always wanted to see what it's like to be with a guy. I'm sorta nervous here too."

I think his voice was shaking and he looked at the ground.

"Uhh. Dude, thanks," I said.

What the hell?!? I said to myself, "run. You're not gay. Run." And while I tried to say, "no thanks" my mouth wouldn't work and my feet were frozen.

"I don't know," I then said. "I wouldn't know what to do with a guy."

"Me neither," he said.

My heart was racing, and my cock began to stir. What the hell, I thought to myself. Why am I getting a hard-on?

He then opened his door and said, "come on. You can go back to your room and jerk off by yourself. Or you can join me and try something new. If you don't like it, you can go. I think I want to suck a dick."

And that did it. My cock was so hard that it must have been screaming to be let loose. And he must have seen it because he said, encouragingly, "oh I see that someone wants to say yes." He then reached out and took my hand and pulled me into his room. I was completely powerless to stop myself from following his lead. I followed as he directed me inside and flipped on the lights to his hotel room.

"I'm not into guys," I said.

"Yeah, me neither but I do like cocks. What do you think of mine," he asked as he seamlessly dropped his pants to the ground. As he did, the most amazing hard penis sprung out and flopped against his fit body.

"You like it," he asked.

I must have been staring. It was absolutely perfect and fully erect.

"It's b-, b-, b-, beautiful," I stammered.

And he laughed.

"Hahahaha. Sorry to laugh. Dude, a second a go you said you weren't into dudes and now you said a cock is beautiful. Wow. That was a quick conversation."

"No, no, no. I don't know what I'm saying."

"It's okay," he encouraged. "I am not teasing. You're just really drunk, but I'm glad you like it. Do you want to touch it?"

I somehow forgot that he said he wanted to suck me while we were in the hall. I leaned forward and he backed up.

"Hold on. Let me lay down on the bed. Then you can explore however you want."

He stripped completely by pulling off his shirt. And as he laid down, I noticed for the first time that he was incredibly handsome and fit. His sculpted body was tanned and toned, but all I could do is stare at his cock. It was rock hard. Long and thick. Maybe 7 inches. Cut and shaved completely smooth.

As he landed backwards on the bed, his head hit the pillow and his big beautiful dick bounced onto his body with his full shaved balls hanging loosely below.

"Okay, you can stop staring now and come on over," he said.

"Do you want me to get undressed too?"

"If you want to."

As I walked forwards I stripped quickly, probably faster than I have in my entire life. As my rock hard cock sprang free, he said, "oh I'm glad you're as into this as I am."

My heart raced and my mouth watered as I crawled forward on the hotel bed. I crawled towards him and past his legs and feet. I crawled slowly to his cock and slowly reached out to touch it.

I then wrapped my hand around the hard and smooth shaft. Wow! This is what it's like to hold another man's dick! It was incredibly warm. It was so solid and hard, but equally soft and rubbery. I didn't know what to think and I still don't know how to describe it.

Why am I so into this? I'm married... to a woman! I'm straight and alone, naked with a guy. Playing with his cock.

He moaned as I touched it and I felt his encouragement. So I began to stroke softly. I don't know that I really knew what I was doing, but I just did what I thought would feel good.

He obviously thought it felt good because his already hard cock just got harder. I stroked it and reached down with my other hand to caress his smooth and shaved balls.

"Wow," he said. "That feels really good."

All I could do is reply with, "mmmm."

"You like it, take it further. Ohhhh mmmm yessss!"

He encouraged and moaned as I continued to massage his engorged member. This is really hot and amazing, I thought. I'm giving another guy pleasure and loving it. What the hell is wrong with me.

He felt like my hand was so dry and that I needed lubricant. So, I reached my hand to my tongue and licked it. It provided a little moisture and I quickly went back to stroking this amazing dick. But the taste of this dick was delicious.

My body was on autopilot. I don't know why, but as I stroked I had the unexplainable urge to lick it and see what it tasted like. And so I leaned my head in to take a closer look.

"Oh, yes!!! Please suck it," he begged.

I'm really going to do this, I thought. I'm going to suck a dick! I couldn't believe how much I was loving this.

As my tongue met the tip of his dick, I was in another world.

I cant believe this, i said to myself as my hungry mouth engulfed his perfect cock.

Before I could tell myself no, my entire mouth was engulfing the delicious hard raging cock of this total stranger I had just met at the hotel bar. Am I really doing this? Am I really sucking another guys dick? I'm married to a woman. I've never been into dudes. I'm totally straight and the thought of being with a guy had never even crossed my mind one hour ago. Then he basically propositioned me in the hallway leading to my room and took advantage of me being a little drunk.

But I wasnt completely drunk. Something inside me wanted this. I wanted desperately to suck this guy's cock. I wanted to please him. I wanted to hear him moan. I wanted to taste his flesh.

I'm really going to do this, I thought. I'm sucking a dick! I couldn't believe how much I was loving this.

"Oh my gaw -," he trailed off as my lips wrapped around his shaft.

It was salty and musky to the taste. Soft and yet hard at the safe time. It filled my mouth perfectly. I lowered my head fully down taking about as much of him as I could at one time.

"That's so so so so good," he encouraged. "Keep going."

I mostly first explored my first cock. After taking it about half the way to the base, I held it there. Feeling the girth, swirling my tongue on the soft tender place under the head. My hands fondled his balls and caressed his shaft. I got as much sloppy wetness on it as I possibly could. Then I began to bob my head up and down on him. I started slowly. Enjoying his moans, I mixed it up with fast strokes with my mouth, soft licks from my tongue, and gentle strokes with my hands.

He arched his back enough to let me reach my hand under his ballsack while I sucked on his delicious member. I was determined to give him the best blowjob he's ever had. And damn, I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying it.

"Fuck!" He cried out, "fuck, fuck, fuck, that's so good. You sure you've never done this before? You're such a natural."

I pulled off of his cock with a loud pop.

"Yeah. This is my first time. Until tonight, I never imagined I would ever do this!"

"Wow! I'm so glad I asked."

Before he could say anything else I pounced again on his cockhead pulling on it from its base while slobbering all over the head. I sucked. I licked and I stroked.

He was morning so loud and I looked down to see his toes curl up.

Then I felt his cock get larger and fill up more. I was hungry for more and imagined that I was about to make him cum. That's when he pushed my head off of him.

"Stop. I'm too close," he said.

"You don't want to finish?"

"Not yet. I think I promised you a blowjob too and you were so good that I nearly forgot. Before I lose the nerve, please let me try it too."

I reluctantly rose from his beautiful cock.

Now, my wife rarely gives me head. She hasn't much since we were dating in college. So, I always crave a good blowjob or any oral action.

"I haven't done this before and I don't think I'm an expert like you are," he said.

"Um. I just did what came natural," I explained.

"Let me flip you over so I can try."

He had been laying on his back on the bed with his legs sprawled out to give me perfect access to his body. I was laying on my chest with my head perfectly positioned over his dick. It was a king sized bed and plenty of room for us to both lay down.

He was obviously stronger than me. He was 6"1' and probably 200 pounds. Fit and strong. I am smaller. 5"6' and 140.

And when I sat up, he reached out across the bed and pulled me over top of him like a pro-wrestling move. Before I realized it, I was on my back and his body was over top of me. He pushed my legs up above my head exposing my ass and cock to the air. While still holding my legs up, he lowered his face down onto my crotch.

He said, "are you ready?"

"Please!"

"Okay. Here it goes," he continued. "I'll just start out licking here."

And with that I felt the most amazing sensation I've ever felt. Was he licking my ass!? He bypassed my aching cock and started massaging my anus with his soft wet tongue.

"Ohhhh!"

"Mmmmmm," he mumbled.

My six inch cock was screaming for attention and I reached down to jack off. As I did he slapped my hand and stoped licking me.

"No," he warned. "Not yet. Let me enjoy it slowly. Your ass is great!"

I purred with pleasure as he went back to his work opening up my eager bum. I've never had anyone or anything back there. The sensation was amazing. The more he worked it with his tongue, the hornier I got.

"Shit! Shit that's good!" I cried out, "don't stop please."

Then he pushed my legs up more and pulled me towards him so that I was able to see my own rock hard cock hanging down towards my face.

The only thing I could think in that moment of pleasure was that I have put my petit wife in this exact same hold. I love eating her little tight pussy while holding her legs up and her sexy full tits hang down. She will look up at me while I flick her clit with my tongue. Then I'll flip her over and fuck her.

The roles were reversed here. This stranger was holding me in a tight lock around my legs. He had his face buried in my ass and he was making me moan and beg like a girl.

"You have a perfect fuckable bum," he said. "I bet it's so tight. I have it all wet and slippery for my cock."

I am not ready to be fucked, I thought. I just want a blowjob. But I couldn't speak. The pleasure was too much. I was just lost in the feelings of him flicking his tongue in and out of my hole.

Just then he changed his grip of me and lowered my body down fully to the bed. He moved from my ass to my balls with his tongue, but he kept one finger at my hole fingering it. His other hand made contact with my cock and I almost came immediately.

"You're already close. Don't disappoint me by cumming yet."

"It's so good," I stammered out.

Then he took me in his mouth. The sensation of his warmth and wetness were immediate. His fingering continued as he started bobbing up and down on my cock. The pleasure was building and the pressure to explode almost overwhelming.

"Oh fuck! I don't know how much more I can last," I cried out.

So he pulled back and said, "okay, want to suck me a little more while you cool off?"

At this point I would do just about anything he said and gladly agreed. "Yessss!"

Come get on top of me. He laid back down and I awkwardly rolled forward onto the bed. By now the covers were thrown all about and pillows tossed aside.

He laid down flat and beckoned me to get on top of him.

"Lay down so I can play with your ass while you're sucking me."

I was too short for us to actually do sixty-nine, but that's the position we were in as I launched back onto his massively erect cock. While I started sucking him from a new and different angle, I explored another side of his cock. Licking and sucking, stroking it with one hand while the other hand held me up. He reached forward and smacked my ass hard.

"Yeah cocksucker. That's good baby."

He smacked my ass cheek again for a third time. Did he just call me a cocksucker? I'm not, I thought. But I was. Here I am sucking a massive and amazing dick. And I'm loving it. And he's spanking me like a little girl.

"You like that, don't you?"

"Uh hum," I mumbled while my lips were wrapped around his shaft.

He grabbed both of my ass cheeks and squeezes them. Then he started fingering me again with one hand while the other started alternating between rubbing me and smacking my butt. It felt so strange and so good.

Do I want him to fuck me, I thought? He's opened me up to where my ass is begging for it. I feel like a girl and I want his cock to fill me up inside. Why? Why do I want this.

"That's right, cocksucker. Get it nice and wet and hard," he said.

I continued to bob up and down on his dick, occasionally gagging on it and pulling off to catch my breath. I wanted to please him so bad and make him feel amazing.

Just then I felt my cock start leaking cum. Just a drop or two. But the sensation of him fingering my ass and smacking it in between, together with my own working his hard dick, caused me to start cumming hands free.

"That's a good cumslut cocksucker," he said. "Is daddy's cock making you cum?"

"Mm huh," I agreed without taking my mouth off of him.

"Good little cocksucker," he said. "You came just by sucking my dick. You are ready for me to fuck your pussy like a good girl, aren't you."

In that moment all I could do is agree and keep working his cock. "Mm huh," I moaned.

And, like he did before, he expertly maneuvered my body around with another wrestling move. This time I found myself with my face down onto the covers, ass up in the air, and him behind me.

"Don't worry, I have condoms and lube," he said. And immediately he started rubbing wet, slippery and cold lube in my asshole. It had been worked already to now it felt so good and wet.

Am I doing this? I could protest. I could run. I could roll over and say no. But I also wanted it. I also wanted to feel him deep inside me. The cock that I've expertly sucked for the last hour was going to be in me. The stranger I met in the hotel bar a couple hours ago was about to fuck my virgin hole. i wanted it so bad too.

I raised up my ass to him and he remarked, "oh, you are so eager to get it. Aren't you a good little slut.". Smacking my butt again he said, "Give me that perfect sexy little ass!"

"Be gentle," I cooed.

Then I felt it. The first tip of his dick entered my hole.

"Awww," I said as the first sensation was a weird mix of pain and pleasure.

He kept going, slowly inserting himself till he was fully inside me. He held it there and croaked, "gawd, fuck! You're so tight. It's so good. Let me fuck you like I fuck my wife."

My face down on a pillow, butt up in the air, and ass full of this man's amazing cock. He started working in and out. Each time he came out, a new sensation of pleasure shot through my body. He slowly pumped in and out of me. As he got fully inside, he would hold himself there. As he pulled out, he would smack my butt cheeks and say "good girl" over and over.

I don't know how long this continued and how he had the stamina to keep going as long as he did. But I didn't want it to end. I never felt so sexy and wanted. I was his "good girl" and he was giving me his cock, pumping in and out. He was doing what felt good. He was fucking me. And I was loving it.

Suddenly his pace quickened and he got louder in his encouragement, "that's it baby! Aww fuck yeah. Let daddy cum. Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Aaaaaaaaawwwwggg!"

I felt his member enlarge - not that I thought it could get any bigger and then he pulled himself in me and held it there while he ejaculated inside me. I felt every single movement of his pulsating cock inside me. Then he pulled out, leaving me feel so empty.

"Wow," I muttered.

He then said, "fuck. I don't think I've cum that much in a long time." Pulling the condom off his wet, sloppy cock, he threw it in the floor.

"How long are you staying here?" He asked.

"I have to leave tomorrow."

"Damn. I want to fuck you again in the morning. Your ass was so perfect."

"I want it again. I wish I could have you in me again right now," I said.

"Just wait. You will. It usually takes me a few hours to get back to speed after I get off, but oral helps get it sooner," he said with a smile.

"Go wash off and I'll suck you again," I said.

"Oh you're a little cockslut aren't you. Be a good girl and go get me a washcloth," he ordered.

That's when I realized it was 3 am.

"Ummm, maybe in the morning. I need to get some rest."

"No! Go get me a washcloth!"

"Okay."

I did what I was told and when I came back from the bathroom he was laying down on the bed. His cock already semi hard.

"Clean it up and you can have it a little more before tonight is out. Just a little more oral."

"Would you want to suck me," I asked.

"No, you're my girl now. You just suck me. That's how it works. When you fuck someone, they serve you."

I wasn't really sure about all that and I didn't want to argue with him. He was bigger and obviously stronger than me. And somehow I wanted more of him. So I did what he told me to do. I took the washcloth and carefully wiped clean his smooth cock and balls.

"Okay, good girl. Now kiss it," he ordered.

I did what I was told. It smelled so good, a mix of sex and rubber. I kissed. It licked. And then I gave it a good suck. He didn't get fully hard as he did before, but it was still nice.

Then he said, "we better get some rest. Be back here at 8 am. That gives you a few hours of sleep and I'll be ready to fuck you again."