Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Airport Arab Cum

The moral of this story is be prepared.

I was cruising around online before work, and got chatted up by a hairy versatile arab guy who liked the pics of my cum dripping hole I had posted in my profile. We chatted a bit on the phone, and he said (in a heavy accent) that he was staying at a hotel near the airport, and wanted to "dump his load" inside me. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, but I was in a more bottom mood, and declined.

The drive out wasn't so bad, and when I got there I was greeted by a short furry stud, both nipples pierced, with a decent 6 inch cock between his legs. I went down on him as he started to finger my hole. He tasted hot and delicious, but smelt strongly of cologne. (I don't mind the stuff, but just like my fucking, I prefer it au naturale.)

He got pretty hard, and started moaning about my ass. He had a hot mixed accent - british and arab. Obviously a foreign business traveler in town for a bit. He got me up on the bed, and I had hoped to get him to eat me out. Instead he slid his spit wet dick straight into my fuck hole. Like the good boy scout that I am, I had prelubed with my favorite lube of all time, Albolene.

(On a side note, all you barebackers out there have *got* to try this stuff. It's sold as "make-up remover" in drug stores, but it's the best raw fuck lube around. Oil based and liquefies at body temperature, and tasteless so it don't get in the way of sperm.)

He started pumping away, and I started groaning and calling him names, asking if he likes my raw pussy around his cock. It was a smallish one for me, which was kind of nice for a power bottom like myself. I kind of felt in control of him, milking him for my pleasure. Pretty soon it was breeding time, and I starting begging for it and he gasped and moaned and swore a bit in arabic and unloaded a thick volume of jizz. I kept squeezing on him for a good minute until he had stopped pulsing, then cleaned up his dick with my mouth, just to get the last bits of cum. (Those are always the sweetest.)

He had this shit eating grin on his face, and so I decided to get real piggy with him. I swiped up the cum that had leaked out and slurped it up. He made a noise that sounded halfway between a growl and a oink. My dick, which had remained semi-soft through most of this point, starting getting hard.

Now from the few posts I've written, readers will imagine that I'm a bottom. I mostly am, but I can be versatile. And I pack a good "dollar bill" long uncut cock between my legs. When most people see it, they assume I top. And I do, just not nearly as often or as well as I bottom.

Feeling his cum in my hole, I made him get on my knees, and he opened his bearded mouth and obediently started sucking me. The urge to fuck him was overwhelming, so I asked him to turn around. Sadly, he hadn't douched, but I told him to go the bathroom and see what he could do. I played with myself in one of the hotel chairs as I waited. I was dead set on fucking him.

He came back out 5 minutes later looking sheepish and saying he didn't have the facilities really to douche. I settled instead on fucking his hot and wet mouth. Eventually, he did his job, and I came all over his beard. He was surprised by the immense wad I shot, and I could tell from the look in his eyes that he would have been in pig heaven if he was able to get all that jizz up his hole.

Next time he comes into town, he'll be prepared.

2 comments:

  1. Every story must have a moral! And be prepared we will be the next time. Hot story. Especially liked the way YOU were ignited to bring on your versatility.

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  2. hot start to ur blog pig.
    keep up the good ummm....work :p

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