Daniel was feeling mischievous. He had just dropped Sangeeta off at the flat she shared with friends in Woodford and was cruising down the A12 as best he could in early rush hour traffic towards the tunnel, his balls throbbed a little still and felt heavy after an inexperienced but enthusiastic afternoon blowjob. Sangeeta was 23 but had had only one previous boyfriend and had told him, several times in fact and probably from nerves, that she needed more practice. Tomorrow, she had promised, as he watched his cum dribbling down her chin before she caught it with the tip of her tongue, she wanted to be properly fucked, something she didn't do on a first date she had explained. Daniel was scheming as he drove 'Ok so tomorrow I fuck the living daylights out of Sangeeta, and then Wednesday it's Carleen' he thought as he started remembering the sensation of his cock buried deep inside Carleen's warm and tight pussy and the contrast between his white skin and her brown booty. His cock hardened against his jeans at the thought of lying back on a hotel bed with a tight nubile young queen riding his throbbing manhood to oblivion.
He pulled into a supermarket carpark to adjust himself as driving had become increasingly uncomfortable. Still sitting in his car he took out his phone and googled decent hotels. He wanted one of the big chains for anonymity but it had to be good quality, he wanted a nice big bed with ensuite bathroom and good food to keep them both fuelled for what he planned was to be a long night. He found a Marriott a few miles from Carleen's home and near enough to her work and booked a double room online. He still had not decided where he would fuck Sangeeta but did fancy the idea of making her scream in her own bed with her flatmates just a few feet away.
He could not escape the fact that in the last week or two he had found himself the object of attraction by an increasing number of women young enough to be his daughter and he wondered what enchantment had been cast upon him for this to be so. As he imagined the potential for this he absentmindedly unzipped himself, pulled out his cock and started to stroke himself before being disturbed by the clatter of a shopping trolley being pushed along just behind his car. He quickly covered himself in a moment of brief panic as he realised how close he had been to public indecency. He calmed himself down and adjusted his clothing before he opened his car door and walked across the car park to a coffee shop. Ordering himself a flat white he sat down at a table and took out his phone. He went to his contacts and went straight to Alana's number and selected 'message' before closing the app. It had been a few days and he needed to see her again but how?
They had agreed to 'catch up' but he knew that he wanted more, a lot more, than just another conversation with her over coffee about what each other had been up to in the last fifteen or so years. He opened Maps and looked near to the office for somewhere neutral for them to meet. It did not take long to find The Ivy, just down the road from their work and he remembered that she lived along the riverfront. It might be a little over the top, he thought but some fine dining followed by a nice romantic walk to her apartment should get her in he mood he reckoned so he checked their online booking. Friday at 7 for 2 was suddenly arranged and he sat back in his chair, opened the messaging app and started to type "Hey Alana..."
'Three women in a week, all under 30' he thought to himself, absolutely confident that he would be inside Alana's panties come Friday night. He drove home in a hurry and was soon frantically pounding his cock wrapped tightly in his fist as he imagined the three women kneeling on all fours next to each other on his king size bed as he moved from one to the other sinking his cock deep into three warm and wet holes.
The next evening Daniel found himself driving back up the A12 with Sangeeta's fingers wrapped around his swollen cock as she excitedly explained how turned on she was at the idea of fucking him with her flatmates just in the next room, telling him how wet she was imagining the prospect and wondering aloud whether either of her flatmates also fancied the idea of tasting an older white man's cum. Daniel himself was wondering whether he might need to sort himself out some magic blue pills if this kept up. At the very least he might have to do some stamina training so he could match their energy levels. They arrived at the house, Sangeeta grabbed his hand and pulled him through the door into her room. It was nice enough, large with a high ceiling, one wall made up of a wardrobe and 2 clothes rails facing a large double window, her double bed was unmade and clothes were strewn around telling Daniel that she had probably not expected to be having a visitor that evening.
Sangeeta reached up, unpinned and unwrapped her head scarf allowing her long black hair to cascade down across her shoulders. She stood close to him putting her arms around his waist pulling him into her and raised her face to his. They kissed. Her tongue searching for his, her nipples hardened against his chest and she felt his bulge against her belly. She was not used to being so forward but she felt comfortable in Daniel's presence so she pushed him back gently towards the bed until his knees felt the side and he sat down pulling her with him, they fell back and their mouths separated. Sangeeta reached for his buckle, undid the belt and trouser button and slowly unzipped him. She took his enlarged cock into her hand and investigated it almost forensically, she breathed in its scent, slightly salty but there was also an undertone of sweat mixed with something expensive as she wondered to herself whether men used deodorant on their cock and balls.
