Sex Addict

I’ll admit it. There is no doubt about it. I’m in heat. I’m also a sex addict. I think almost every day in the past 3 weeks I’ve engaged in a sexual encounter of some kind. Many different sex partners, many different sex venues, and ranging from simple anonymous blowjobs in the video arcade to something more complicated as my encounter with Master Jerry. I’ve been on quite a streak!

This encounter occurred two nights after the session with Sir Jerry. I was trolling the usual hook up apps and noticed a new profile of a visitor in town. Hotel sex can sometimes be fun, so I thought “why not?”, and messaged the guy.

His profile picture captured a somewhat defined torso, some hair on his abs and upper chest, but I was really impressed with his bicep pose in the mirror, showing off a delicious web of thick dark pit hair and a muscle I’d love to run my lips over! I also noticed the wedding band on his curled up fist captured in the photo. Probably a DL guy that likes some man booty on the side, I liked that. His profile stated he was 50, 5’11, 185, 8”c, top. 

I messaged him the innocuous, “hey, how are you?”

“hey, I’m horny. DTF, you looking?”

”sure, I’m a sub bottom here.”

”Top here. Discreet. You cool wearing a blindfold?”

”hell ya, that’s hot.”

”let me see an ass pic.”

I sent him an ass pic.”

“Nice ass. How soon can you get here?”

We exchanged a few more messages to finalize the logistics. He wanted me message him when I got to the lobby so he could hide in the bathroom. I was to strip down to my jock, put on his blindfold,  and wait on all 4’s at the edge of the bed.

So all of that happened, and I began to get a little nervous as I waited. Poppers always helps so I inhaled a couple of hits and that worked. As I was luxuriating in them, the man opened the bathroom door and walked towards me. I felt the wetness of lube being dispensed right in my crack and a second later, a hard cock pushed right inside of me. 

I bit down hard on my fist to muffle myself as he began to pound me with that incredibly hard rock which was probably even bigger than eight inches, or at least it felt that way.  I took another hit and had a bit of a problem closing the bottle because of the weight of his thrusts and I was blindfolded, but ultimately succeeded.  

I felt him grab hold of each side of my hips now, and he began to grunt. In my mind I pictured Mario Galeno, famous for starring as a furry, burly top in many TimTales videos, plugging my ass, which is a fantasy I’ve had for a long time now. So deep in this fantasy was I, I began to mutter things like, “fuck me, Sir!”, “yes, that big dick feels so good, Sir”, “oh yes, give it to me. Beat that hole up good”! 

I should have mentioned, during our initial message exchange, I had disclosed I’d been subjected to recent session with a dom top that left me with some scars and bruises. I didn’t want him to be caught off-guard when I stripped for him. Also I told him it was perfectly fine if that wasn’t his thing, and it was ok if he wanted to cancel. Some guys would be turned off by that, he was not. At least it wasn’t something I needed to worry about while we fucked. 

so back on scene now, the poppers loosened any inhibitions I had, and I became quite the demanding bottom…continuously encouraging him to fuck me with his big hard dick.  I think all of this may have provoked him to roughly strike my right ass cheek and he screamed out, “shut up bitch! Just shut the fuck up and let me breed you!”

The disrespect of his angered tone and choice of words got my dick hard. I wanted to hear it again, so I provoked him. “Oh yeah, show me who’s the boss of that ass! Come on, teach me a lesson, Sir!”

That angered him even more. He swatted my ass so hard three more times the sound resonated off the walls. “You fucking bitch! Who do you think you are? Keep it down! I just wanna cum in that ass!”

I could picture his teeth clenched as his tone grew more terse with me. I decided not to push him any more. But I got what I wanted, which was more spanking, and a memory of him trying to display his superiority over me, while giving me a serious dicking.  I love how Mario uses his subs, and you can see as the fuck progresses just how the bottoms seem to take it, as if they know their place in the equation. I did the same, and I relaxed my ass and my body and let him do me as hard and as long as he wanted. 

once this transition occurred, one hand gripped my waist and the other wrapped around my torso, and he began to fuck inside me like a spear, his strokes became faster and more forceful, he grunted and growled using all of his body weight to give me everything he had, using my chute as the means to his climatic end. His chest rested on my back when his cock paused inside me, and I could feel the warmth of his beautiful nectar emptying from his balls, and swimming inside me. I squeezed my ass around his cock, forming a tight bond and I rocked a little to squeeze out every bit of cum he could manufacture. 

When his orgasm subsided, he rose up, playfully slapped my ass and pulled out. I clamped down to minimize any seed from escaping. Then he walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I never saw his face. I felt so elated from the experience as I dressed and left his room. Anonymous sex is always such a thrill, or at least it is for me.

As I rode the elevator down to the lobby, and even walking to my car, i thought to myself that it would have been even better if I could have explored his body with my mouth and hands, but it didn’t play out that way. But as I sat down to drive off, I felt the wetness of his seed in my rectum and smiled. Knowing I was carrying a strangers babies is so fucking hot!

I took a chance and texted another top I know that likes sloppy seconds. I could sense I was carrying a lot of cum inside me, I know he would love it! As luck would have it, he was home and horny. 

he was already naked when I got there, the door was unlocked and I walked upstairs directly to his bedroom. This man is Black, about 220, about 60, and a nice fat and hard dick, about 8.25”c. I loved the tats that covered his arms and chest, there’s something about him that screams of toxic masculinity, which is very exciting to me. 

I stripped, laid on my back and lifted my legs up to show him my wet hole. He knelt on the floor and began to lick my asslips and then I pushed out just a little bit and that seed gushed out of me. My top enjoyed feasting on it and I enjoyed feeding it to him, also taking pleasure in his scruffy beard. I lifted my legs back further giving him even more access to stick that fat tongue in my used rosebud.

With now a very slick asshole, my top stood up and shoved his hard dick right inside me. After that rim job, my hole needed something to fuck it, and it was getting it big time. My top grabbed my ankles and placed them to one side over his shoulder, twisting me to the side a little bit fucking me like a rag doll, “you’re such a faggot cumwhore! Tell me WM you want my cum bitch!”

”give me that cum Daddy!”

he is into race-play which makes me a little uncomfortable, so I will not repeat some of the things we said in the heat of the moment, but let’s say the more degrading he spoke to me, the same was said back to him, and for him, that seems to get him off, so I obliged.

He implanted his load inside me and I left with another smile on my face!

I still hadn’t cum yet, so I went home and texted Jace and told him what had just transpired. He responded with his usual one word, “whore”, and no further correspondence. I know he was beating off reading about my description of what had happened which is why he doesn’t say anything more. He also knows it gets me off when he called me a whore, so it works.

I pulled out a 10” dildo and shoved it inside my cummy ass and beat off laying down on my bed. As is usual for me after being worked up all day, I came like a porn star all over myself, cum splattering everywhere!  I pulled out the dildo, ate some of my own load, rubbed some into my sticky skin, closed my eyes and went to sleep.

I never know from one day to the next what the sexual encounter of the day will be, but while I’m riding the wave, I like staying open to any and all possibilities, which, let’s be honest, makes it more probably to find these adventures. Saying “no” to everything doesn’t provide a lot of options, so I always say “YES”!