1. Becoming A Whore


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Gay Male, Author: bipaul552, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The fantasy had been going on for so long. We’d shared all of my fantasies and she knew how much they turned me on. We’d signed up for a couple of matchmaking internet sites and gotten a few replies, but never had acted on them. Last week, we’d gotten a reply from a man that wanted to make me his slave. We’d read it and she made me reply to him. I wasn’t sure that I could go through with any of it, but she made me tell him about my fantasies and then she sent him some of the stories I’d written. When he wrote back again, he told me that I was to meet him at a motel in a nearby city on Saturday. I knew that I couldn’t and wouldn’t go through with it and thought that was the end of it. I didn’t reply, but we did have great sex while we talked about what I would do if I did reply. The next weekend, we decided to go to a concert and arranged for my parents to watch our daughter. We headed to the city to go to the show, but on the way, my wife pulled up in front of a motel and said, “room 105”. “What?”, I asked. “Get inside and go to room 105, that’s where he’s waiting for you.” “What the hell are you talking about?” “Get your ass inside now, you don’t want to be late or who knows what he’ll do.” My mind raced, I didn’t know what to do, but I slowly opened the door and got out of the car and she pulled away, leaving me standing there. Almost in a trance, I walked towards the motel and found myself standing in front of room 105. I knocked and could hear movement inside and then ...
    the door opened. There was a good looking man about my age standing there and he looked at me and said, “Get on your knees.” I looked around and started to try to walk into the room first, but he just repeated, “Get on your knees.” I was standing on the front entryway, in plain view of the street and anyone in the parking lot. There were some other people on the balcony farther down, but I slowly dropped to my knees as he’d told me. “What are you doing here?”, he asked. “You told me to meet you here.” “I know I told you to meet me here, but why did you?” “I couldn’t help it”, I replied. “Because you’re a slut and you want my cum, don’t you”, he barked, loud enough for the people down the hall to hear. “Yes”, I replied meekly. “What, I didn’t hear you”, he said back, again in a rather loud voice. “Because I’m a slut and I want your cum”, I said loud enough to satisfy him and, to my embarrassment, to catch the attention of the people down the hall. “Then crawl in, slut” I crawled into the room on my knees. He took a couple of steps back so that he was standing next to the bed and told me to unbuckle his pants. I could see the bulge in his pants and my hands shook as I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I reached around his waist and started to slide his pants and underwear down. I could feel the knot in my stomach clenching tightly as I lifted the front of his underwear to free his cock as I slid them down. His cock was big and beautiful, just as he’d told us and as my ...
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