Night Moves

I was on the edge of the bed, my legs over his broad shoulders, his cum covered chest inches from my lips, his cock ready to slide into my ass pussy, I was going to be his and pleasing this man was all I could imagine doing at this moment. I wanted him, he wanted me, this was everything I'd hoped for.

It started with a financial planning conference in Austin in the sweet summertime. I was there to pick up some Continuing Ed credits, get up to date on trends and, perhaps, get to play a little in this liberal bastion in the middle of conservative Texas.

Hi, I'm Bill, an older bi-sexual man, still in the closet, 55 years old, single and thanks to tennis and cycling in great shape. I didn't have any expectations for this trip except to be open to all possibilities. Women were still of interest to me, but I found that an occasional fling with a male lover seemed to make me happy and quiet a certain longing that I had inside. Sometimes, I liked the strength and power of a male lover. I liked to submit to a man, but also to give it back hard in a more physical and powerful manner than a woman usually wants. I didn't want love, I didn't want commitment, I simply wanted animal lust and a lover who didn't care about traditional male/ female roles, I wanted heat and passion. Oh the wonder, I wanted to feel the lightning and I didn't want to wait on the thunder. I wanted it now.

I'd let my hair grow, it's blonde and wavy and it was to the point now that I had quite the mane, I could even tie it back now. I'm successful enough that I don't care if every other guy in my industry kept it high and tight, I was proud of my hair and how it was now reaching past my collar, I liked the fact that it made me look a little softer, a little less intense. Like, hey, this old guy must be pretty successful if he can look like an old rock musician. Or, maybe I just liked the idea that people like to run their fingers through it.

A vendor wanted to take a bunch of us out to dinner after the first session and though I usually pass on group activities like this, I remembered my decision to be open to new ideas on this trip and I went with a group of other financial types from all over the country to a local restaurant. There were about 10 of us, 4 women along with 6 men and I enjoyed some barbecue while hearing a presentation about some bullshit product while killing some beers. Everyone was friendly enough but I found myself drawn to him, to Jose.

He was a dark haired beauty with big dark eyes, of Cuban descent I later learned, and he was quite a gentleman. From Miami, he was in his forties and wore a Cubavera shirt, designer jeans and was a distinguished and handsome man. I didn't fail to notice that he seemed to catch my eye now and then and seemed to smile at everything I said. "Of course," I said, "I'd love to join you for a drink," when he asked after the presentation was through. To new experiences...

He was married but, oddly, said the same thing I was thinking, he was "open to new experiences" on the road. How did he know my secret? How did he pick me out of the crowd? I was embarrassed but flattered, he was a handsome man and I glanced down at his jeans, I was going to get some dick tonight if I didn't screw this one up and his looked perfect. We switched from beer to Angels Envy and had a long conversation about work, the world, and then, of course, women, there was a certain tension in the air. He admitted that he liked men too and found me very attractive. His wife, he confessed, would never understand his need for gay sex, he wasn't sure that he understood either. I told him that I understood his concerns and felt the same way about him, that I thought he was a beautiful man. We toasted to "working and practicing" and I invited him up to my room where I had a vape pen and sativa waiting. I didn't have to ask twice.

We got high, put on some Caribbean music and then he gracefully stood up from the hotel guest chair and asked me to dance with him. I'm not a very good dancer but I melted into him and let him lead, I let go of my male persona and became the Bi me, the one who is a just little bit slutty. There's a feeling when I let this happen, when I surrender to my true nature and it is delicious. I needed to be here, to be wanted, to be vulnerable and see where things went from here.

I felt our chests rubbing together, my nipples, hard and rubbing against his through our shirts. He reached up and pulled my head down to his, kissing my softly at first, then with more urgency, more tongue. He was built like a bull, strong, lean and as my thigh was now finding out, hung like one too. I wanted this man, but I let him take the lead, this was what he was used to, being the aggressor and I was willing to let him do it his way.

Were we using each other? Hell yes, did we care? No, neither one of us cared! I found myself getting on my knees, there was no question that I was to please him first and I wanted him hard and ready for me. His cock was sooo thick and had a little upward curve and he moaned with urgency as I sucked him in, getting him all the way back in my throat and moaning around his cock, I was in heat and so was he. "Stop!" he begged, he was afraid of cumming too soon, I stopped for a second and whispered in my most seductive voice, "I'll get you hard again baby, cum for me!" And I slipped him back in my mouth after pushing him back on the bed, I'm sure his wife never over-powered him like that. He grabbed my hair as I lay over him, I was alternately fisting his cock, playing with his balls, and sucking him like the whore I was at that moment. Finally, his ass came right off the bed,his cock filling my mouth and, as I massaged his nuts he exploded, I pulled off for a minute, looked into his eyes so he could see my enjoyment and let ropes of cum cover my face and then I plunged down on him to drink in my reward, his sweet, hot cum.

I sat up and he kissed me full on the mouth, tasting and licking his own seed and while panting and moaning, my Latino God was just getting started.

I undressed for him, taking my time to reveal my pink, lacy panties, a little surprise I put on when I thought I might end up back in my room pleasuring myself to Literotica, I wanted to feel sexy. But: Jose and I had both gotten lucky and he was excited and pleased by my lingerie. He leaped forward licking my hard cock through my lace, moaning like he'd never had such much pleasure. Now it was my turn to fuck his mouth and I grabbed the back of his head, pulled aside my panties and stuffed my big cock down his throat, asking him, "Is this what you want? You want this dick?" and he did. He sucked me and work one and then two fingers into my ass until I exploded all over his face, his tits, and then down his throat, I might have roared just a little when I came. The neighbors were probably disturbed.

Of course this man was hard again, and, since he already had his fingers in my ass, I went with it, sliding up and down on his fingers while reaching down to make him even harder.

And that's where you found me at the beginning of this story, my new lover, with my cum dripping off his chest and mouth was was standing in front of me, ready to penetrate me and I was ready. I am usually not into ass play, but when I get like this, get slutty, my ass is wet and ready, I wanted him. I had some JO lotion with me in the room and I had the presence of mind to reach over and hand the bottle to Jose who first lubed me, then his magnificent cock and then... He slipped the head of the bottle of lotion in me and fucked me with it until I begged him for the cock, "Fuck me poppy! Fuck me!"

And he did, as he slid in I licked his cum covered nipples, then sucking them has his cock slid into me. It took a few minutes to stretch out enough to accommodate his girth, then he started to jackhammer me, almost jumping up and down off the floor as a pounded my ass, filling me with his hot cock. "Fill me Poppy, breed me!" I heard a voice screaming, and it was my voice, I've never had a night like this, a night where my lover and I both totally let go, to be ourselves, to please each other as we pleased ourselves. We were getting our share...

He exploded in me with my legs wrapped around his powerful ass, going as deep as he could go, my ass on a pillow when he finally exploded and I think I screamed this time, no roar, a scream and my man was happy and spent. The neighbors were probably awake for sure now.

When he could breath again he thanked me for a wonderful time and we kissed a while longer, finally he got up to go, our time of wonder was over. It was just a night, a night where two of us filled a need, a longing, a night I look back on with fondness and weak knees. I have his number, but Jose and I could never be lovers, I didn't want to ruin his marriage after all, and besides, we'd kill one another, the sex was that crazy... but I have his number...