Creeps

Creepy guys, creepy looks, or what most women would call creepy looks from guys in a sexual context, have always turned me on. Why? No idea. Even most of my sexual fantasies have been me being mauled and fucked by a “Creep!”

Terry was another one I had an experience with I’ll share here.

I met him online, as usual, but he was from the states. New Jersey. He’d sent me messages and then we got talking by email alone, no phone, no cam, just email.

He was old and bald, glasses, very short and skinny. I don’t think he weighed 140 pounds even. He spent his evenings masturbating to porn, a lot like me 🙂

In the beginning all I saw was his face pic and it was obvious why he wasn’t getting laid. He sent a lot of dirty messages, some I liked, some I just glossed over. I ignored him a lot. Then he posted some pics of him naked with big curved cock with a big head and huge balls and I took notice. My whole body got hot and flushed when I saw those. Some dick pics just trigger something in me. Most don’t.

I sent him a message asking to see it squirt after multiple ones from him telling me how he wanted to empty his big balls in me and on my tits.

OMG…….when I saw and heard that first video of him unloading and saying my name as he moaned and came, it was instant toy time for me.

I watched it every night for a week and came multiple times imagining that thing inside me and unloading. His cumshots were so big and watching those big balls go from swinging to tightening up just before he unloaded on that towel sent me over the edge. Huge cumshots and a man moaning my name really get me going.

I told him if he were ever in Toronto I’d ride that and play with it till it was dry, and I meant it. I fantasized about him for a couple weeks.

I hadn’t heard from him in about a month when I got a message saying he would come to Toronto if I’d actually meet. Of course I’d meet him I told him. He would come up on that Friday and fuck me till dawn he said and give me all his cum. Of course it would be with a condom.

This was Wednesday. All I thought about was jerking that thing off and seeing him cum. All I thought about was us mutually masturbating and watching each other cum. All I thought about was that big headed monster in me and his big balls slapping my ass as he had his way with me.

We were meeting at a hotel near downtown I use a lot for my sexual experiences and experiments. He’d meet me there at 8pm out front. I booked the room and spent wed and thur with butterflies and hard nipples that had nothing to do with the cold…..oh, and a lot of playing with myself of course. I took a couple of those breaks at work too, not just at home.

So Friday comes, 8pm, I’m waiting out front of the hotel in the cold wearing my long thick coat with nothing underneath but a no cup bra and crotchless panties…per his request….and heels.

I’m standing there with my purse over my shoulder and my hands in my pockets soaking wet down below, swollen nipples, and horny as fuck. I’m thinking to myself that the hotel staff must think I’m a hooker. They’ve seen me here enough with a few different old guys……lol…..and heard my screams from the room out in the hallway.

Now it’s 8:10pm and still no Terry. I go up the steps and wait inside and keep looking anxiously out the door window for him. Now it’s 8:30pm and I’m thinking I’ve been stood up. I haven’t up to that point but I’m getting ready to leave by 8:40pm. Then I see this guy walking back and forth on the sidewalk looking this way and that way and realize it’s him. He’s wearing a hat and is pretty small for a man so it took a couple of minutes to realize it’s him.

I go out the door and start down the steps as he’s walking up them to check inside. He recognizes me and we laugh at the fact we both thought we got stood up. He’s a pretty funny guy and we go in the hotel and small talk all the way up to the room as we ride the elevator and walk down the hall and I get the key out and go into the room.

He’d had trouble finding parking and I hadn’t even thought of that because I took a cab.

The room was warm but not too hot. I was hot, but because I knew what was cumming….us!

It’s always a little awkward in these situations with a complete stranger at first for both of us. I sat in a chair at the table and he took his coat and hat off and joined me. he had a mickey of rye and asked if I wanted a drink. I said no thanks and pulled a joint out of my purse and lit up. He’d never smoked before and had a couple puffs and coughed and then grabbed a plastic cup and poured a drink and we talked for about 20 minutes about his videos, my blog, nothing really personal though.

I like to smoke a little because it really helps with inhibition. I have zero inhibition when I smoke a little. He didn’t seem to have any.

After chatting a bit he asked me to take the coat off. I stood up and took it off for him and he said

“OMG…….that body…..those fucking nipples, and you wore just what I imagined you would!”

My whole body ached and my stomach was all butterflies. My nipples were as big and hard as they could get. The sensitivity was incredible, they could feel the air in the room. I was that turned on.

He immediately stood up and pulled three condoms out and put them on the table and stripped. That big dong and balls were everything I imagined they’d be. His cock was hard as a rock, I thought I’d cum just looking at it.

“I love it!” I told him, while he proudly displayed it, hands on his hips and smiling up at me. I was taller than him in my heels 🙂

“Oh the things I’m going to do to you with it Lauren!” He said.

We got right to business. The pot kicked in and there was zero inhibition. He wasn’t allowed to touch me until I’d milked him into one of those plastic hotel cups I told him. Then he could do what he wanted.

He got on the bed and lay on his side and I got on my knees beside the bed with the cup and held it with the big head of his dick in it and played with his balls and stroked and slowly jerked his big dick. It didn’t take him long to shake and ejaculate that first big load for me into the cup. I didn’t spill a drop. He kept shaking and groaning my name as I squeezed again and again with an upward motion every last drop of his sperm.

He groaned and thrust into my hand and swore and said my name multiple times when he came for me. I love big cummers and his load was big, he filled the whole bottom of that cup. I gave him one last upward squeeze and got it all. Then I swirled the cup and could feel his warm load through it. I got up and walked over and set it on the table for later as he panted away catching his breath on the bed.

My nipples were like bullets and I was soaked. I needed him to fuck me soon I told him as I walked back over to the bed with a condom.

I lay down beside him and he started squeezing my breasts and sucking my nipples, biting them gently which just makes me shake and moan like crazy. I knew he’d have me screaming in no time.

He lay on his back and I rolled the condom on his already hard dick. The head was really big so it slipped off a couple of times, plus my hands were shaking. It was a large condom and still hard to get on him, plus he was leaking precum like crazy so it was slippery going, but I got it on.

I lay on my back and he positioned himself over me. There was no talk, no hesitation, no teasing, he just plunged straight in all they way. My back arched and I screamed. The feeling, fuck me, it was incredible.

His chest hair was like soft sand paper rubbing against my hard nipples as he pounded away inside me like an animal. He fucked me harder and harder as I came and screamed. With that curve and that head his dick was perfect for the old G-spot.

I came again within a minute and again, and then again. These were really powerful orgasms. By the fourth one I couldn’t scream, just breath as hard as I could and try and stay conscious. I knew I’d pass out at some point. I always do in these situations, and squirt, and cry. It’s just a weird hormone overload.

He continued pounding hard and fast and i was at that point of exhaustion where I’m just so weak and shaky and have multiple micro-orgasms.

He pushed my breasts together and sucked and bit my nipples and I was gone. Everything went black and I passed out as I squirted on his big dick.

He came while I was out, filling the condom. I missed that part, but he said it was fantastic and he’d never cum so hard.

I came to laying on the bed, legs spread, in a huge wet spot of my own making when I squirted. I was weak and dizzy and he told me what happened. He was sitting at the table naked having a drink and watching me.

“Holy fuck Lauren, that was incredible!” He said.

“You should do porn!” He joked.

I guess I screamed and squirted and convulsed like crazy and then went limp and he came right after he told me.

All I could do was lay there listening to him talk. I can’t even remember half of what he said, I was so weak.

He took the last swallow of his drink, got up, unwrapped another condom and slid it on his dick and said “Round two hunny bun!”

I wasn’t ready for round two but there wasn’t much I could do about it. He got on me and slid in again as I groaned. he was slower this time but fucking me hard again as I twitched away underneath him whimpering.

He pounded away slowly for about half an hour gently biting my neck, nipples and breathing hard in my ear. All I could do was lay there taking him and having my little orgasms where I just whimper, twitch and then repeat every few minutes.

He groaned and came again finally. He lay on top of me breathing hard and catching his breath which smelled of whiskey now. We were drenched in sweat. he finally got up and headed back to the table his big limp dick swinging away.

He had another drink and said he could feel another whiskey hardon coming and laughed…..whatever that is.

Again I was just laying there. I couldn’t even converse I was so weak and exhausted. The thought running through my foggy brain was how the fuck I was going to get home. I didn’t have the strength to do anything, let alone shower and get dressed, and get downstairs to a cab.

Oh, but he wasn’t done yet. I looked over and he was putting another condom on. All I could do was wave him off and mutter I was done. he paid no attention and walked over and got on the bed and rolled me on my side and into a fetal position and entered me from behind and fucked my limp body for another half hour while he reached around and mauled my breasts and pinched and twisted my nipples gently.

“I’ll get one more out of you yet!” He whispered in my ear.

He thrust slowly and deeply for that half hour until I did cum again. He knew I was getting close and gave my nipples a good twist and I shuddered and came weakly, but it was a long one where all I could do was let out a long weak cry. He grunted and came shortly after.

That’s all I remember. I woke up in the morning around 10:00am in the same position on a wet bed and he was gone. I was sore and weak still but managed to get up, get my crotchless panties and no cup bra off and get into the shower.

I took some time in my towel on the end of the bed in a brain fog still. The panties I tossed. I put my bra in my coat pocket as i put it on. Put my heels on and was about to leave when I saw the cup with his cum in it still sitting there.

I just left it and went home in a cab with nothing but my coat and heels on.

I do wonder what the cleaning lady thought when she saw that cup.

I got home and slept for hours.

Terry and I have conversed since. But that’s another story. We’re kind of seeing each other now. He wants to bring a friend up one of these times so they can both play with me and he can see me cum for another man while he watches.

We’ll see what happens 🙂

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