Having My Throat Used in Vegas

I was in my mid 20s and visiting Vegas for a bachelor party for a weekend trip.

The trip was planned for a typical Friday to Sunday, but I decided to go one day early and spend a little time by myself.

I am about 6'1 175, very fit but more thin than muscular. I wear my hair very short with a well manicured short beard. I'm the type that gets their hair cut every week so I always look well put together

For some background, I don't consider myself gay. I prefer women and have always had decent success with the ladies. However, I have always had cravings.

A few times a year, I crave cock in my mouth.

In my regular life, I'm very dominant and masculine. But as a cocksucker, I like to be the exact opposite. I love dressing up in panties and stocking while a dominant guy treats me like his cocksucking bitch.

For me to be into it, the guy needs to be dominant and a little demeaning.

Anyways, I get to Vegas around 2pm on Thursday and Uber to my strip hotel. I am staying fairly center strip and accessible.

As I'm riding toward my room I start thinking what I want to do. Maybe hit the tables, get some drinks, whatever.

So I get to my hotel, buy a bottle of whiskey and coke at the little store, and head up to my room to settle in.

As i unpack, i notice a pair of panties and stocking i brought with me in case I felt the urge.

The panties were hot pink. They were lacy and had a tiny white heart right on top of where my cock would be. On the back, it was thong style. Along the waist band there was a little skirt type thing that hung down ( about an inch or so). I had thigh high stockings the exactly same color that had a seam down the back.

I had never sucked cock outside of my home city before, and didn't know what Vegas grindr had to offer, but what the heck.

Before I start hunting for cock, I strip down and put my panties and stockings on. It helps me get in the mindset to be a little slut. I fire up the app and start browsing

For those who have never experienced it before, I can tell you, Vegas grindr is wild. Tons of guys from out of town just horny for fun.

I tend to get my fair share of inbound messages, but have no qualms reaching out. When selecting a match, I look for a few things.

1. They are dominant. For this to be worth it for me, I need the guy to be dominant. My best matches take control right away.

2. I prefer a big cock. Usually 7 inches or more is what I look for. My cock is only about 6in, so something about a big cock makes me feel inferior.

3. They have to be OK with my boundaries. I am very discreet. Additionally, I don't like kissing, fucking, rimming or being sucked myself by guys.

So I start on my quest. After a few messages I start talking with one guy. He is in his early 30s and in good shape. He leads with a cock pic and a message "wanna suck this?"

If you saw this picture, you knew the only answer was "yes sir." He had a massive, veiny 9inch cock. A lot of guys say they have 9 inches, but this looked every bit of the size on the pic. We chat for a while and I find out he is at the hotel next door.

We agree to meet at his room and I start walking over.

The conversation wasn't the best tbh. I kept trying to get him to open up about what he is into and steer him towards being dom, but he doesn't really take the bait.

Nonetheless, I agreed to meet him in the Sportsbook. I put a t shirt and joggers on over my panties and stockings and head over. When I get there, I sit down to shoot him a message.

Of course, the message is gone lol. So annoyed and a little embarrassed I walk back to my hotel, all the while wearing panties and stockings under my street clothes.

I get back to my hotel room, and it is about 4pm now. I think, I'll give grindr maybe another 30 minutes and then I'll give up. I don't feel like spending my entire day in the room.

Then I get a message.

"Hi bitch, how many cocks have you sucked?"

I replied with a message explaining how I got no showed on the way to one and how I was about to give up etc.

"Cool, yeah I don't give a fuck about your life story. No would have been fine."

Damn, a little rude I thought to myself.

Before I could reply he sent another message.

"When are you ready to suck this big cock?" He sent followed by a few pics.

His cock was 8 inches. Shaved except for a little hair above. He had two of the biggest hanging balls I've ever seen.

He was in his early 50s, about 6'2 210 and slightly muscular.

I replied, "I am ready sooner than later sir, this is me right now." I sent him a pic of me on my knees in panties.

"LOL what a slut. Give me a call xxx-xxx-xxxx," he replied.

I kinda froze. Usually I try and avoid texting or chatting on the phone for discretion reasons. I had been thinking of my next move and he messaged me again.

"Do you want to suck cock or not?" He wrote.

I finally get the idea of calling from my hotel phone. I call and he quickly picks up with a standard "hello."

"Uhh, this is the guy you have been chatting with...."

He cuts me off, "the guy I have been chatting with? Uh, you are gonna have to be more specific."

I nervously reply. "Oh yes sir. I'm the guy from grindr we have been chatting..."

Cut off again.

"The bitch who wants to suck my cock," he proclaimed. Is that correct?

"Yes sir," I replied.

"Yes, sir what?" He asked.

"Yes sir I'm the bitch that wants to suck your cock." I said.

"That's better. Here is how this is going to go. I can see which hotel you are at due to caller ID. I'm close by, and I'll be there in 15 minutes. Message me your room number when I hang up."

"Yes sir, that works for me," I said. "What is your name sir? I want to make sure I..."

He cuts me off again

"You talk to much. Just obey my orders and you will get to suck my dick. Got it?"

I replied "yes sir," and he hung up.

This guy wasn't particularly friendly, but I loved that he took control. He did a good job building the power dynamic.

Anyways, I sent my room number and waited. About 20 minutes past and he wasn't here yet. I noticed a message of him stating he was having trouble finding the right elevator and that I needed to come find him.

I replied with detailed directions on how to get to the right spot.

He replied. "You obey orders. I told you to come find me, you will come find me now. I'm wearing jeans and a black polo."

"Yes sir," I apologized and obeyed.

I go down the elevator, but it wasn't hard to find him. He was sitting on a bench waiting for me with a calm look on his face.

You could tell he knew it was me as soon as I got off and made eye contact. I gave him a nod and smile, implying that i knew him.

He just furrowed his brow and didn't move. I started to doubt myself a little and look for a different guy. But when I looked back, I noticed he was still staring at me. I could also see him ever so slightly rubbing his cock through his jeans.

So I walk over and say, "hey I think we are looking for each other."

He gives me a puzzled look.

"I am the bitch that wants to suck your cock," I say embarrassed and hoping nobody heard.

With that, he smiles slightly, stands and says "let's go" as we walk toward the elevator.

As we walk in the elevator I noticed he is still rubbing his cock and I can see the outlined of his hard dick through his pants.

We are the only ones on the elevator as the door closes. He kinda moans and stands slightly behind me to the left.

I am just awkwardly standing there as he rubs his cock with his left hand. He reaches over with his right hand and gives me ass a squeeze.

"Mmmmm" he moans.

He then grabs the back waist band of my pants and pulls it out down. Instinctually I grab the front of my pants so they don't go completely down, but he gets my pantied ass all the way exposed.

"Relax bitch, I just wanted to see if you really had those panties on for me. " He says as he gives a small slap before pulling my pants back up. "What a whore."

We get to my floor and start to walk towards my room. When we get in my room, he walks across and sits down in a chair.

"Strip," he demands.

He just sits there slowly stroking his cock through his jeans as I strip to my thong and stocking. I get on all fours and crawl over to him.

He pulls his hand, and sort of leans back. I'm on all fours just staring at his already rock hard cock in his jeans about 4 inches from my face. I'm admiring for a few seconds, when he suddenly gives me a gentle yet firm slap across the face.

"You slow or something, bitch? This is the part where you get to work and suck my cock."

He quickly takes off his belt, throws it to the side and whips it out. I didn't want disappoint, so I attacked with all the passion and enthusiasm I could.

I started by working the balls. With my tongue I make a figure eight, repeatedly circling each ball. These full things seems like the size of golf balls.

After giving his balls I proper tongue back, I start working on the cock. I lay my tongue flat against the underside of the shaft, slowly licking bottom to top.

Once I get to the head, I wrap my lips tight around it and swirl my tongue as fast as possible around the head.

"There you go cocksucker," he said. "See what happens when he put your mind to something."

He was moaning and loving every second of it. Until suddenly he puts his hand on the back of my head and thrusts.

Without warning, I now have his massive cock rammed deep down my throat. I'm gagging and struggling due to the size and desperately trying not to puke.

He pulls out and I take a huge gasp of air, but my recovery time is just for a few seconds.

Trying to catch my breath and with thick saliva hanging from my chin, he stands up and puts one hand under my chin and the other behind my head.

His hard dick goes down my throat and this time just goes to town face fucking me.

"That's what I like bitch." The man says as he ravages my throat. "You're face is just my personal fuck toy."

This goes on for a few minutes. His face fucking is merciless. I was equal parts scared and turned on. My cock was just pouring precum as the verbal abuse continued.

"Your only purpose is to gag on cock"

"You are so lucky to be on your knees to worship a real man."

"Look at you. Just a faggot doing their job"

Suddenly, he pulls out and tells me to work his balls.

I get back to my tongue back as he aggressively strokes and moans.

He reaches towards my chin to angle my face upwards and unloads a massive load.

The first spurt goes goes directly between my eyes and on my nose. The second just above my mouth and my left cheek. I manage to open my mouth and get the next four shots in my mouth and glazing my chin.

He falls ball into the seat, drained. I take the opportunity to swallow the cum in my mouth, then polish his dick off tenderly.

As I slowly lick and suck, his moans start to slow and get less intense. I give the head one more swirl and pop as it deflates and pull away.

"Aren't you lucky," he says admiring his cum all over my face.

I get up to go get a towel, when he says "where the fuck are you going?"

I look at him puzzled.

"You're not done pleasing me today," he said. "Jerk your little dicklet."

I get back down to knees, pull the front of my panties to the side and start working my dick.

He walks over to my makeshift bar and grabs two glasses. With one, he pours himself a whiskey. With the other, he walks over and puts it down directly under my cock.

So I'm on my knees furiously working my cock. He is sitting naked directly in front of my just sorta fondling his soft cock and balls.

"I wanna see you cum in that glass I put on the ground. Do you understand?," he said.

"Yes sir," I replied as I jacked like crazy. I could feel I was close.

I was jerking at the speed of light and about to cum when he says "Ok, in a count of 10 I want you to shoot."

'One, two, three, four," he pauses. "Not until I say bitch!"

"five, six, seven," he says as I struggle to contain myself. "What the fuck?"

I quickly grab the glass and shoot into it. It was a standard cocktail glass, and I probably filled it damn near half full. It was maybe the biggest load I've ever shot.

"What did you just do?" he asks with a bit of a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry sir, I couldn't.." I say before he cuts me off.

"Couldn't follow the one direction you had?" he replied. "You dumb bitch. Get on your feet and bend over the bed."

I quickly obey to not disappoint him more. I position myself standing and bending over, resting my hands on the bed.

"Head down, ass up," he says as he pushes my back down.

I now have my face in the sheets with my arms straight forward, and my ass up, vulnerable to this man. I cannot seem him, but feel his hand gently playing with my ass cheeks, until suddenly.

SLAP!

I firm slap to my right ass cheek, then another.

SLAP!

This time my left.

"The way I look at it, you only lasted 7 seconds. So that is the amount of spanks you get to apologize, he states. "Now apologize."

"I am sorry I disobeyed you..." I say before...

SLAP! "That's one."

It goes on, and on until I get to the last spank. Around 4 I let out a weak yelp and he laughs. He takes it easy on my for number 5 and 6.

But for the final spank, he teases me. He rubs around my ass, he plays around my whole a little, he pulls my panties up (wedgie style).

He asks, "Are you ready to finish apologizing?"

Before I could even respond he gives me my last spank.

THWACK!

I kinda pull my ass toward the bed a little and reach back to rub my now bright red, burning ass.

I hear him walk back and sit back down.

"Time for you to get back to work he says," confidently.

I turn around and see him back in the chair, with his cock rock hard again and kinda swirling around the glass I came in. I crawl over to get back into my spot and start to reach for his rock hard dick.

"Not so fast," he says as I kneel with my face inches from his cock.

He takes the class, turns it upside down and puts it on top of his cock. He kinda rotates the glass around and basically coats his cock in my cum as extra drips on his big balls.

When he takes the cup off, it reveals a cummy mess all over the place. With the simple order of "suck" I devour his cock.

I go right to trying to take as much of his cock down my throat as I bob up and down. I take breaks to lap up the balls, spit on his dick and give the nastiest/sloppiest blowjob I could imagine.

He orders me on the bed, on all fours facing off the edge. Almost as soon as I get in position, his cock is back in my throat. He can sense my energy and enthusiasm and just starts fucking my face and demean me verbally.

"Who's a grateful cocksucker, huh?" he asks. "Who wants to earn another load?"

He turns me over on my back for a porn style throatfucking. For the next 10 or so minutes he goes in waves of just letting me have it, and then taking a 10 second break to get some spit out and catch my breathe.

He knew how to get me to the edge of vomiting, but not cross that line.

He pulls his cock out of my mouth and orders my back on my knees. With my back pinned against the bed, he shoves his cock back down my throat.

This was the first point I really noticed I was now taking him all the way balls deep. With every thrust comes his huge balls slapping against my chin.

I can feel him starting to tense a little as he pulls his cock out of my mouth and gives me his balls instead. I gently start sucking them individually and licking every inch I could find.

"Fuck yeah, keep going bitch," he said. "I am gonna cum again."

With that, I feel him grab my head and tilt it back again. I instinctually open my mouth stick my tongue out. And just in the nick of time, I am met with the load of all loads.

It was so many shots I couldn't count. I had a mouthful of cum pooled up and a face full layered over his previous thick load.

I swallow and go back to the cock to polish it clean. He only let's me work for a few seconds before he pulls away.

"No more, no more, no more," he pleads out of breath.

With that, he leans back and sits in the chair. He finishes what is left of the whiskey in his glass quickly gets his clothes back on

I just stay kneeling, used and coated in cum.

Without saying a word, he just walks by me and out the door.

That was the last and only time I ever saw him. I set there for a second to collect my thoughts before jumping in the shower.

I get dressed and go about my vacation. All the while in the back of my mind replaying how I was just used as a cocksucking bitch.