I've started traveling for work, and of course I'm hooking up with as many men as possible. So, I decided to keep a diary of my encounters. These stories won't have much of a plot, they are just about sex.
I'm a very feminine acting submissive pig, with bleach blonde hair that I wear in a short, high fade, multiple piercings in my ears, septum, nipples and belly button. I'm thirty-five, 5'10, 170#. I'm fairly muscular, and have a nice, round bubble butt. I'm completely smooth, with several tattoos. I love rough, freaky sex with dominant guys, and will do almost anything.
I've started traveling for work, and of course I'm hooking up with as many men as possible. So, I decided to keep a diary of my encounters. These stories won't have much of a plot, they are just about sex.
The area around the river was marked as a cruising spot, and there were several profiles there. It was a beautiful Saturday morning, and I was craving some cock, so I decided to go check it out.
I pulled into the parking lot, and saw an older white guy talking to a young, slender black guy. They looked at me, smiled, then disappeared into the woods. "I must be in the right spot." I thought to myself. I slipped a bottle of lube into my pocket, checked the hookup app then headed down the path into the woods.
I hadn't gone far, when I encountered a guy with a sexy Dad bod, who looked to be in his forties, just kind of standing around. He looked at me, and made eye contact, and said "Hey."
"Hi." I replied.
"You looking?" He asked, nervously.
"Sure!" I answered cheerfully, somewhat amused by his question. I was wearing very short, red, silky running shorts, a black mesh tank top, tall white socks with rainbow stripes around the tops. I wear my hair in a high tight fade that is dyed almost white on the top, and I was wearing dangly gold earrings. I look like a total femme faggot. Of course I was looking.
"Cool." He replied quietly, then looked around. "So what are you looking for."
I laughed, and said, "Cock. I'd love to suck some cock."
He turned a little red, chuckled, and said "Oh!" He was obviously new to this.
I walked up close to him, and put my hand on his crotch. "Want me to suck your cock, stud?" I asked, then rubbed his dick.
"Yeah!" He replied with a grin.
I looked around, and saw another path leading off into the woods. I smiled at him, and said "Come on." Then walked into the trees.
I found a spot that looked private, then got on my knees, and undid his jeans, then pulled out his dick. It quickly swelled, and it was a nice, fat six inches. I looked up at him, smiled, and said, "Oh that's very nice!"
"You like that?" He asked, looking down at me.
"Oh yeah!" I replied, then put it in my mouth. I took him deep, and he let out a sigh, and grabbed the back of my head.
"Yeah, that's good. Just like that." He said in a low voice between breaths. I slurped on him wetly, loving the way his fat dick filled my mouth. I went a little faster, and his breathing got heavier.
I sucked a little more, then took his cock out of my mouth, looked up at him, and said, "You can fuck me if you want."
"No, just keep sucking."
I obeyed, and took him deep again, then worked my mouth around his shaft, and quickly bobbed my head back and forth.
"Oh yeah, just like that. Don't stop." He whispered. His juices started to flow. I went faster and took him deeper. He held the back of my head a little tighter. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He said, now breathing really hard.
I buried my nose in his bush, and swallowed his entire cock. I felt it twitch, then he let out a moan, before draining his balls into my stomach. Then he let go of my head, and pulled his dick out of my mouth.
"Damn, that was good." He remarked.