After giving me a quick breather, Matt rolled on top of me, gently kissing my neck, and whispered,
"Go take a shower and I'll make us something to eat."
After Matt had excused himself to the kitchen, I went to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. Soaping my body up I washed off the remnants of dried cum, lube, and saliva, as I recalled the events of the past day. Soaping up my crack, I ran my fingers over my cum filled, stretched, leaking hole, washing it thoroughly, and I couldn't help but slide a finger and then two inside myself as I cleaned it.
When i finished showering, I dried off, wrapped my towel around my waist, and headed into the kitchen to find Matt. Sitting down at the kitchen table we ate and talked, and eventually the conversation turned to sex. With a concerned look on his face, Matt asked,
"Was everything ok? I know I can get a little carried away at times, but you can always stop me."
I smiled bashfully and replied,
"Actually.... it was fucking incredible! It is like you know exactly what buttons to push. I loved how dominant you were, and if I'm being honest, that's kind of what I want. I want to feel dominated, cheap, slutty and ashamed that I love every single second of it. And then there is your cock! Your cock gave me pleasure I have never felt before. I have never cum so hard in my life."
Matt smiled knowingly and said,
"I think we are a great match and that is some of the best sex I have had too. From now on when we are together in private, understand that your mouth and ass are mine to do with as I please. In public we can be complete strangers, or friends, but once we are alone your body is mine."
I blushed and I nodded my head in agreement. This man and his massive cock had me under their control. He could see it in my eyes and hear the urgency in my moans.
"Unfortunately I have a dinner to go to tonight. I'd love to bring you but I'm afraid it might raise some eyebrows. Would you fancy meeting for a drink later though?"
My wife wasn't due back for another 5 days, so I told him to text me when he was free and I'd see if I was up for it. Of course I was up for it! I practically couldn't wait to feel Matt's strong hands on my naked body and his cock deep in my ass! After I got dressed I took a cab home and rested. I was physically exhausted from all the fucking I had received, and quickly fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up a few hours later, and saw I had a text from Matt. My cock and ass twitched a little in anticipation as I opened and read,
"I'm free in around 9. See you at the sports bar near my place ok?"
I replied quickly, saying, "Sounds good, let me get ready and I'll see you in a bit!"
Hopping into the shower, I washed my body thoroughly, paying extra attention to my sensitive, recently fucked ass. My cock got hard as I cleaned my ass, and I was already feeling very frisky when I finished. Getting dressed, I put on a black jock strap and harness I had bought a while back, and put on a loose fitting tshirt and shorts before heading down to hail a cab.
When I arrived at the bar I found Matt sitting in a dark corner booth with a long sofa on one side. Matt greeted me and sat down next to me. I noticed he seemed a bit tipsy already, and there were a few empty glasses on the table. Putting his hand on my leg beneath the table, Matt ordered me 3 tequila shots to catch me up a bit, and when they arrived I gulped them down quickly. Hell, I wanted to be drunk! After another round of shots, I noticed a tall, handsome older man in his early 60s heading towards our table. Standing up, Matt introduced him as Scott, one of his associates from out of town, and he sat down on the other side of me. Scott was the perfect older alpha male, tall and fit with salt and pepper hair and a thick grey beard. He oozed power and masculinity, and I found him enticing to say the least, and noticed him catching my eye a bit too frequently. After a few minutes Scott excused himself to the bathroom, and Matt leaned over and said,
"Im sorry about Scott. He was at dinner and I couldn't just ditch him." Matt's face was then overtaken by a mischievous look,
"Let me warn you, Scott seems to have taken a liking to you! I'd watch your ass!"
Already considerably drunk, I laughed and said, "It's up to you! My body is at your discretion remember?"
Just then Scott returned to the table and said to Matt, "Well?"
Matt remained silent, but raised one eyebrow and Scott sat down next to me, this time much closer than before. Pulling my hands under the table I started to rub Scotts hard cock through his pants, and then reached for Matt's cock with my other hand. Sliding closer to me, Matt slid his hand down the back of my shorts and exclaimed,
"You little slut! Are you really wearing a fuck boy jockstrap?!" he said, reaching for my moistening back door, and sliding a finger in deep.