Surprise Visit
Journal Entry: The Surprise Night with Rick Saturday, July 11, 2026 – Late Night / Sunday, July 12 – Morning
I woke up slowly on Sunday morning, naked and tangled in my messy sheets. The first thing I noticed was the deep, tender ache between my legs. My hole felt puffy, sore, and strangely loose — like it was still trying to close after being stretched and used so thoroughly. Every small movement sent a reminder through my body. I could feel faint stickiness on my inner thighs where Rick’s cum had leaked out of me during the night. The sheets underneath me were ruined — olive oil stains, dried cum, and the faint scent of sex still lingering in the air.
I reached down and gently touched my hole. It was red, swollen, and sensitive. I whimpered quietly at the feeling — sore but so full of him. I loved it.
I stayed in bed for a long time, just breathing and replaying everything from last night. How I had been drunk and horny after the party, fingering myself in the bathtub with olive oil everywhere. How I texted Rick thinking we’d just have phone sex. How shocked I was when he flashed his lights in the parking lot. How I left the door unlocked, oiled up and naked, and waited for him like a desperate little slut. How he walked in, looked at me like prey, and took me hard and raw.
I felt used in the best way possible. My body was sore, my hole tender, but my mind was floating. I felt desired, claimed, and completely satisfied. I couldn’t stop smiling even though moving hurt a little.
After a while I forced myself to get up. I wiped some of the oil and dried cum off my thighs and stomach with a towel, but the bathtub was still a mess from last night’s oil play, so I didn’t take a full shower. I just cleaned up enough to feel a little more human, then crawled back into bed and started writing this.
It all started when I got home from a small party at a friend’s house around 12:30 AM. I was a little drunk — buzzed enough that everything felt warm and loose. My roommate was out of town, so the apartment was quiet and all mine. I felt horny and restless, so I texted Rick. I knew he was coming back from a road trip that day (something about picking up his truck after custom work), but I thought he’d be home hours earlier. I figured we could maybe do some flirty FaceTime or phone sex.
He texted back almost immediately. He was still on the road, he was getting gas at a station in Ocala — about 25 minutes from my apartment, but not in the dame direction as his house, so i assumed he was still heading home. He said he was running five hours behind schedule. He couldn’t FaceTime because he was driving, but he could talk. My heart did a little flip. I told him to call me when he was back on the road.
When he called, his voice was low and warm. We started flirty, then it got sexy fast. Rick kept telling me not to make myself cum. He asked what lube I had, and when I said olive oil he chuckled in that deep way that always makes me weak. I didn’t fully connect the dots at the time but he had a plan. I was playing with myself in the bathroom, lying in the tub because I wanted to play with myself without making a mess. I had grabbed the bottle of olive oil from the kitchen and poured a lot of it all over my ass and hole. It was everywhere — slick, shiny, and messy. I had two fingers inside me, then three, stretching myself open while we talked. I was moaning softly into the phone, telling him how wet and open I was getting for him.
Then he said, “Look out your window, baby.”
I was confused but curious. “Why… are you here?” I asked, almost joking thinking there was no way he would go to my place, i lived in student housing after all.
I walked over to the window, still naked and covered in oil, and peeked through the blinds. He told me to look for a truck flashing its lights. I saw it. My heart started pounding so hard I could barely breathe. He was here. Right outside my apartment complex.
I went from horny and playful to completely surprised and nervous in a second. But the horniness won. I asked him what we should do. He told me to stay naked, asked for my apartment number. I told him it was 311 and flashed my lights so he could see where in the building i was. I stayednon the phone with him telling him where to go, how to access the gate and buzz him in, guiding him up the stairs, nervously whispering so my neighbors wouldn’t hear (even though that was unlikely. Lol)
When he reached my door I quietly opened it and let him in fast. I was completely naked, skin glistening with olive oil, hole still slick and open from fingering myself. Rick’s eyes darkened the second he saw me. He looked at me like a lion that had finally caught its prey.
“Fuck, baby… look at you,” he growled, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “All oiled up and waiting for me like a good little slut.”
I was blushing hard. “I was in the tub playing with myself while we were talking… I didn’t know you were coming.”
He smiled, already pulling his shirt off. “Well I’m here now. And you look like you are ready for fun.”, i blushed before being flirty and asking “what kind of fun daddy?” He didn’t mix words and told me i was going to get fucked.
I led him to my room, my ass dripping with oil as i walked. Before I could even get on the bed, I dropped to my knees on the floor at the foot of it and took him into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, bobbing my head, licking his hairy heavy balls, dragging my tongue up his thick shaft. He tasted so good — masculine and a little sweaty from the long drive.
“Fuck, baby… you’re such a hungry little cockslut,” he groaned, his hand in my hair. “I love watching you suck dick baby.”
I moaned around him, looking up with watery eyes, trying to take him as deep as I could. I wanted to be perfect for him.
He didn’t let me suck him for long. He pulled me up, pushed me onto my back on the bed, and spread my legs wide. I was still slick with olive oil, my hole open and glistening. He rubbed the thick head of his cock against my entrance, teasing me for just a second, then pushed in — one long, continuous motion.
I gasped sharply, my jaw dropping open. “Oh my god, Rick—!” The stretch was intense. Even after fingering myself, his cock felt so much bigger. It took my breath away. I thought I was ready, but feeling him force my hole open like that made my eyes water and my legs shake.
“Easy, baby… breathe for me,” he growled, holding still once he was buried to the hilt. “That’s it… such a tight little boy pussy. You were made for this.”
I was whimpering, legs trembling around his waist. “You’re so big… I feel so full… please go slow at first…”
He started fucking me with deep, purposeful strokes.l, rocking my twin size bed. He was vocal the whole time, exactly the way I crave.
“God, you were made to be fucked, baby,” he groaned, gripping my hips. “This tight little velvet tunnel was made for my cock. Look at you taking every inch like a good slut.”
I moaned loudly, my hands gripping the sheets. “Yes Daddy… fuck me… I love feeling you raw inside me…”
He picked up speed, slamming into me harder. “I bet you didn’t think you would be getting fucked tonight did you?, but here you are — legs spread, hole oiled up, begging for Daddy’s cock. Such a dirty little boy.”
I was a mess — moaning, whimpering, pushing back against him. He stroked my small hard cock for maybe ten seconds before I came hard all over my stomach. He didn’t stop. He wiped up my cum from my tummy with his right hand before smearing it all over my face.
“Look at you… you leaked all your cum, dont worry, ill give you all mine,” he said, voice rough. “Such a good fucking boy.”
He flipped me over onto my knees changing positions, had me head down, ass up at the edge of the bed, and plunged his thick hard dick back inside me in one hard thrust. I screamed into the pillow.
“Fuck— Daddy—!” I cried out. “You’re so deep… I can’t… it’s so much…”
He gripped my hips hard and fucked me with purpose for over twenty minutes, pelvis slamming loudly against my ass the whole time.
“You can take it, baby. This velvet tunnel was made to get fucked.. made for my cum. I’m gonna fill you up. Gonna breed this pretty little hole until you’re leaking my seed for days.”
I was moaning and begging, completely lost in it. “Please cum inside me, Daddy… breed me… I want your load so deep… I’m your good boy… please fill me up…”
He fucked me harder, grunting with every thrust. “That’s it… beg for it like the slut you are. You’re mine tonight.”
When he finally came he slammed in as deep as he could and held it there, groaning loudly as he pumped rope after rope of hot cum deep inside me. I could feel every pulse, every spurt. It felt like he was claiming me completely. Rick letting out a loud grunts.. my only hope if a neighbor herd us was that they would think my room mate was fucking his girlfriend.
We stayed like that for a minute, both breathing hard. Then he slowly pulled out. I stayed in position, ass up, feeling his cum start to leak out of my used hole.
“Good boy,” he murmured, giving my right ass cheek a firm smack, then a softer one on the left. “Such a good fucking boy.”
He got dressed while we talked softly. He told me this was an amazing surprise side trip, that he hadn’t planned it but couldn’t resist when I texted him. He thanked me, kissed me gently, and left around 1:40 AM. He had been inside me for about 30 minutes total, but it felt like so much more. I was completely wore out and exhausted.
I stayed in bed for a long time afterward, full and glowing. My hole was sore and screaming, but I felt so wanted, so used, so loved in the dirtiest way possible.
I still can’t believe Rick actually came to my place, if anyone say him they sould think he either a parent or a creeper. But I let him fuck me, bow he wanted. I’m so glad I did. I hope i made his trip better.
-Adam
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