Vacation Fucking
I haven't made a board post in a while, so I figured it might be time. This is inspired by an encounter on vacation. It is embellished for the sake of enjoyment. While he wasnt as rough as depicted, he was verbal. Also, I did fuck his friends, but it was only two of them and thats another story.
Vacations can be fun. Lots of opportunities for fucking, and Hubby is too busy to really notice. This is a big one, lots of family (Father-in-Law cock is always fun) and Colorado is beautiful. Hubby got an AirBnB in Breck and like most of them these days, it is surrounded by other purpose built AirBnBs. This little neighborhood of rentals was on the side of a mountain and lended itself to hiking, which would give an excuse for meeting some others.
The morning after out arrival I was up early (first one up so no one to ask too many questions) and looking to scope it out. It was chilly out, but I still wore my shorts, no panties (I am optimistic) UT t-shirt and bra. I set out leaving a text to hubby that I was walking around and would be back in a few. I didn't know what to expect, and wondered if I found someone to play with, how long would it take me?
Turns out I need not have worried. Three houses down and I found him. He was in an SUV trying to turn around on the narrow mountain road. I helpfully offered to spot for him, and after an 87 point turn, he was able to move back and then back into the parking space in his AirBnB. He got out and said thanks.
He was cute. Older, probably in his 50s, hair was black with streaks of grey. He was in shape (a common theme I would find in Colorado) and as near as I could tell, he was alone. I walked over and watched his eyes. Multiple times I saw him glance down at my tits straining against the burnt orange UT shirt. Got 'em.
His name was Grant. He was meeting some friends he had met while in the army. A kind of reunion, he said. I spotted the ring on his finger. It was at this point that I made my first real move. I yawned and stretched, reaching my arms into the air and pushing my tits out, I carefully watched him. Oh yeah. He was interested. For my part I only told him that I was here with family. He glanced down at my hand and I made no attempt to hide my own ring.
After my yawn he asked if I was tired, and I said yeah, and that our host had forgotten to stock coffee. He said that he hoped that he had a better host. I agreed. This was the point where I would know if he was game or not. If he invited me in for coffee, he wanted to fuck. If not, then back to the drawing board.
"Want to see if my host is better than yours?" he asked.
I smiled.
"Lets go." I said.
Once inside I gushed about how nice his place was compared to mine. Taking the hint, he said he wanted to check the place out and claim his bedroom, and asked if I wanted to help him pick. Of course, I agreed. I followed him around the house, checking each bedroom. At each stop I would offer my opinions of it, with appropriate double entendres. Once we had seen them all, he asked what I thought was the best, and I told him the master. I walked back to it.
I sat on the bed facing him. "See how firm it is. I like firm." I opened my legs. "And its the perfect height for you."
"What do you mean?" he walked to me until he was standing between my knees. He smiled. The bed was at the perfect height to bring his cock in line with my pussy. I closed my feet behind him and brough him in.
I could feel his cock growing in his shorts. "See. Perfect height." I fell back on the bed, and he took his shirt off. His chest was covered in black grey hair. I ran my hands down it and tweaked his nipples causing his cock to jump. As he started to pull his shorts off I sat up.
"One thing. I like it rough. Very rough."
"Oh you want like a safe word?" he asked.
"No." I said, removing my shirt and bra. "Just fuck me like a whore."
He pulled his cock out, and I was impressed. It was a good sturdy cock, thick. Unshaved. I undid my shorts and slid them off. He began to rub my pussy. "How does this whore like to be fucked?" he asked.
"Do you want to fuck me up my ass?"
"Fuck yes."
I slid off the bed and to my knees. I took him in my mouth and began to blow him. Getting him sloppy and wet. He moaned as he fucked my throat. I pulled my mouth of his cock. "Do you like getting head from a married whore?"
He nodded.
I pulled away and back on the bed. I spread my legs and pulled them up. "Then fuck this married whores ass." he spit on my ass and rubbed it. He pushed my thighs down and began to work his cock into my ass while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I relaxed and let him penetrate me. He was thick, and filled me. Once he got it started he slid all the way into my ass.
He began to pound my ass smooth long strokes. Not exactly fast, but steady. "Fuck me, daddy." I said. He responded with a hard thrust. "Choke me." His hand went to my throat and closed around it. Tight, it impacted my swallowing. I felt him pounding away at my ass, hand around my throat, totally at his mercy.
"You want to fuck my friends too? We need a slut." he said.
I could only nod.
"How slutty are you?"
"Very" I croaked. Without warning he pulled out of my ass, leaving it open.
"Show me."
I fell to my knees off the bed and devoured his cock. I sucked it, licked his balls, slapped it on my face. "I want you cum inside me." I said. "You pick the hole."
Without warning he reached down and grabbed my face. "Your holes dont deserve my cum, you fat bitch." He pushed me away and against the bed. He straddled me, pinning my head down with one hand while jerking off with the other.
My pussy was soaking. He grabbed a fist full of my hair as he began to cum on my face. He pulled away and stood panting. I wiped the cum from my face and into my mouth while I rubbed myself to orgasm.
After, he asked me if I was serious about fucking his friends and I said yes. He smiled and said "Come on. Lets get you that cup of coffee."
