Curiosity Strikes Home - Sex Stories

Curiosity Strikes Home

... easy, I was there ten minutes early. I parked in the far corner of the car park, in full view of the car park CCTV, my thinking was if anything happened to me, there would be a record. I stood at the front of the car and bent down as if to tie up my shoe laces, and I hid my keys inside the front bumper on the lip up behind the number plate. If this was some trick to mug me, at least they couldn't get my keys, my car and break into my house.

I wandered away from the car and then started walking around the car park. A few cars came and various men got out and went into the hotel, I had no idea if he was one of them as I didn't know what he looked like.

'Room 012' I received a text.

I went through reception and headed off to the ground floor rooms. I knocked on room 012.

The door opened, "come on in" he said.

He was about the same age as me and was wearing chinos, T shirt and sliders. Pretty much exactly what I was wearing. I followed him in and shut the door behind me.

"How do you want to do this," I asked him, "are you wanting to video anything, because I am not comfortable with video or photos."

He pulled his T shirt over his head. "Fine. Look, my phone is off, will you do the same?"

I showed him my phone turning off and I put it on the table at the side of the room. I pull my top off and then slipped my trousers and pants down in one go and added them to the pile. I turned back to face him, he was naked, his clothes were in a heap on the ...

... chair.

"How do you want to do this?" I asked him again.

"I don't know, I haven't done this before," he answered.

I went across and stood in front of him and put my right hand around his cock. A good fistful, about the same as mine. As I held his cock he sort of sighed. I started moving my hand, giving his cock a slow wank.

"Can I suck you?" He asked. I nodded, let go of his cock and lay on the bed. He knelt beside me and then lent down and pursed his lips over my cock.

"Oh yes friend," I said, it felt good. Not as good as my wife, but if what he had said was true, he was new to cocksucking. He started licking my cock, that was much better, and running his tongue around my cock helmet edge, "that'll finish me quick," I warned.

He pushed my legs back and as he was sucking, he ran a finger around the edge of my arsehole, pressing at my entrance. His mouth left my cock and went down, licking the bit of skin beneath my balls, and then his tongue was pressing at my sphincter. He knew what he wanted.

I doubt I could have been any harder if I had taken drugs, it was all I could do not to grab my cock and wank to completion, the sensations he was giving me were incredible.

"Fuck me," he said and moved away and lay on his back next to me. I rolled over and pushed his legs up, his arse ready for me. I leant down and licked his arse, my tongue pressing in. I spit into my hand and added that wetness to my cock. I pulled myself up, arms either side of him, fisted my cock and ...