Mid-Life Awakening - Sex Stories

Mid-Life Awakening

... of gentle encouragement and sweet talk as I sucked this man was incredibly arousing. Suddenly I'd gone from turned on cheap cock slut to turned on submissive lover. My head was swimming. Two total strangers had evoked vastly different emotions in me with the same activity, that of me giving an anonymous blow job in a filthy sex shop.

This stranger's cock was so long that my nose would never reach the smooth, shaved skin of his pubic area, but he could get my head in a good rhythm as his cock slid in and out of my watering mouth. He lasted a while and then he grunted and moaned, "Here it comes, Baby. Daddy's got something for you...." As he moaned, his cock erupted and his warm cum filled my mouth. He came hard and he gave me more than the first stranger. He filled my mouth faster than I could swallow it and streams of cum oozed from the corners of my stuffed mouth. Finally, he stopped coming and he pulled his cock from my mouth.

I assumed he was going to simply walk out of the booth but he didn't. He smiled and said, "Stand up, Baby. I bet you need your sweet cock sucked too."

I stood and he took my seat, unfastened my belt, unzipped my pants and fished my flaccid cock out of my underwear and took it in his mouth. I quickly grew hard in his warm, velvety mouth. He sucked it expertly and moaned as he did it. I was in the clouds. He kissed and licked my cock head and seemed to enjoy giving me head as much as he enjoyed getting it.

I moaned, "Oh, fuck yes, ...

... Daddy...your mouth feels so good."

He pulled off my cock and replied, "You like that, Baby?"

"Yes, sir," I assured him.

It didn't take me long. I knew it wouldn't. Within just a few minutes, very few, I felt it coming. I cried out quietly, "Oh, Daddy, I'm gonna cum...oh..." And I did. My cock shot its load into the willing mouth of this tall black Daddy. He swallowed it and sucked me until I began to grow soft again. When he was finished, I arranged myself and buckled my belt. He stood and asked, "You live here in Memphis or just visiting."

I smiled and answered him honestly, "Just visiting but I'm over here a lot."

"You staying in a hotel? I'd love to fuck you, Baby," he said gently and quietly.

I shook my head, "No, it's just a day trip. I have to be back in a little while."

He smiled and put his arm around my waist and said, "Too bad, Baby. I'd be gentle and you'd never want me out of your sweet hole again."

I was tempted, but I needed to get home. I simply smiled and we both walked out of the booth and I made my way out into the harsh sunlight of the mid-South day.

Now, fast forward a bit into the future. My divorce from Angie was eventually finalized. I continued to work and rebuild the pieces of a broken life. Life in a small Arkansas town is generally dull and quiet. So it was for me. I continued to explore my sexuality with occasional trips to the sex shops of Memphis and an occasional college boy from the local community college looking for a little ...