Australia and me in the States. I shared every one of my darkest fantasies with him and he loved everyone of them. I had never been with a man before but was driving like hell to meet him at the motel he had arranged. He was finally making it to the states on business and had emailed me a couple days prior asking me if I wanted to get together. Until now it was just words on a screen but now, finally, I was actually going to suck this man's cock as I had talked about so many times.
I arrived at the poorly lit motel hidden away on one of the back streets of outer D.C. This was a perfect spot to remain anonymous as I had wished.
I pulled my car into a parking spot and turned the car off. I sat there for a moment, heart racing, imagining what I was about to go through with. I finally opened the car door, stepped out and started walking towards room 31, the room he had told me he would be in.
Knocking on the door quietly, I stepped back as it swung open. There stood a man in his fifties with brown hair and a modest build. He was dressed in a dark robe that barely reached down to his upper thighs. It was open along the chest and I could see the hair covering his pecs. I stood there in awe, my cock starting to twitch, anticipating what delicious prize awaited me under the silk material. As my eyes rose from the bulge in his robe up to his eyes he spoke candidly, "I come all the way over here from Australia and I don't even get a hello kiss.
My thoughts began racing as he pulled me into the room by my hands, shutting the door behind us and then placing my hands on his hairy chest through the opening of his robe. He backed me towards the foot of the bed and then began leaning towards me. My heart began pounding. I had never kissed a man before in my life and now my hands were placed on the chest of a semi-naked man who's hands were on my ass pulling my body closer to his. I closed my eyes and felt his lips touch against mine, his tongue gently caressing the inside of my mouth and top of my lips. I responded instinctively with deep wet kisses as his hands now undid my pants allowing them to fall to the ground exposing my bare hard cock. Stepping back, he took the bottom of my shirt and raised it above my head and arms, throwing it on the floor and telling me to sit down. I obeyed immediately for he was now in control. He untied his robe allowing his rigid cock to dangle inches before my wet lips.
I closed my eyes again and felt the touch of soft skin against my lips as he slid his cock along from one side of my bottom lip to the other. My tongue reached out gently licking the precum off the tip of his dick . He slowly eased his cock into my desperately awaiting mouth, my one hand now cupping his balls while the other grasped the base of his shaft. I couldn't believe I was doing this. It felt so amazing. His skin was so soft and tender, and I cherished the sensation of having my mouth filled with his meet. I moaned in pleasure as I engulfed his dick in long warm wet succulent strokes of my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum so bad. I started sucking harder and faster.
"Woah, not yet you little cum whore, I have a present for you."
I loved it when he called me his cum whore because that's what I was. For all the time that we had been emailing each other, I had desperately wanted to taste his cum. I begged him over and over to send me some of his underwear drenched in cum. I wanted to be filled in every orifice with his hot semen and now he was telling me to stop.