Snowstorm fun
Well, I have a story that is very interesting. I am a 510
male 180 male in good shape. I started the day in my NYC office
watching the snowfall. By all accounts the snow was going
to fall to the tune of 3-6 inches in Northern NJ. Not a very
bad day, but I felt the commute was going to be hell. Well,
it started that way, but it didnt turn out that way.
Well, the bad news was, the only bus to come for me was an express
bus, and that was an hour late. The worse news was that I usually
take a local, and this express bus dropped me off 3 MILES
from my normal bus stop. So, I started to walk to my car at
the park and ride. After a mile, I got the idea to hitch-hike.
I figured that if I was picked up by a serial killer, at least
I would die warm. And maybe Id get lucky. Finally,
a car stopped. It was a minivan, and inside was a normal looking
50ish guy. Oh well, I said, so much for getting lucky. I hopped
in, and we crawled with the rest of the traffic. He said his
name was Ron, and we chatted for awhile. I told him I was divorced,
and he said he was married to a cute little chubby woman.
I said, Lucky guy, they are the best kind.
He said yeah they sure were. We talked some
more, and I was approaching the parking lot off a little
ways, I asked him if I could give him some money for gas, and
he said, No, I dont want gas, but maybe there
is something you could do for me. I said, naively,
what? He said, although I am married,
sometimes I enjoy being with a guy. I said whoa,
I am not into that. He said, Look, I understand,
you cant blame a guy for trying, but you never know
it might be fun. I am straight as the day is long,
but I looked at him, and somewhere in the deepest recesses
of my mind, a little voice said, hey he looked clean, and
you never know it MIGHT be fun. And besides, who would EVER
know? So I kept quiet until we reached the lot, and I said
Pull over here. He said sure, and he asked
if I needed help brushing off the car. I told him I would,
but for now he could just turn off the car. He looked at me
and smiled. WHAT AM I DOING I screamed to
myself, but I also felt my dick get hard. He stopped the car
in a corner of the lot, and we moved to the backseat. I told
him I never did this before, and he said, what, get
a blowjob? and I said NO, Give one.
He said Dont worry, Its exactly
the same. So I undid his trousers, and poked his
rod out from his boxers, and looked at it. It was a normal,
average size, 7 or so inches, just like mine. My girlfriend
always did this to me, so I touched the precum already sprouting
from the top, and rubbed it around the head. that
feels good he said. I was having second thoughts,
and I said, just hang on, I dont know about
this. He said, look dont worry,
just go slow. Well, I figured what the fuck, in for
a penny, in for a pound. So I did. I licked the tip of his dick,
and slowly slid it into my mouth. It felt a little weird,
but I let it come out of my mouth. I licked up and down the shaft,
and said out loud what am I doing? why,
you are sucking my cock. Ron said, so I continued.
I ran his shaft in and out of my mouth, swirling my tongue
around the tip of his dick and after about 5 minutes, I could
feel his shaft start to twitch. I sucked harder and soon
he exploded in my mouth and down my throat. Damn, I have to
admit, it wasnt as bad as I expected. After he was
done, Ron, said, See that wasnt so bad at
all. Then he hitched up his pants, and said, now
you. He didnt have to ask twice. My dick
was hard as a rock. He sucked me off expertly, and after I
came in his mouth, he said, What plans did you have
for this snowy weekend? I told him that this was
OK, but probably a one time thing, and he said I didnt
mean me, I meant for my wife. Ill bet you eat pussy
till the cows come home. You eat her plump
little pussy while shes blowing me, and then we
can both fuck her. I said well, I didnt
really have plans and he said, then its
done. So we jumped out of the van and cleaned off
my car, and away we went.
Ron called his wife, and told her he was bringing someone
home for dinner. I assumed that this was not the first time
they had done this, and I was right. But more about that next
time.
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