A gay story: Married Dad Becomes a Total Slut I’m on my knees in a bathroom of a restaurant with a huge hairy cock in front of my face. He didn’t need to say anything, just took out his cock and I dropped to this position. I stared at it for a second and looked up into his eyes. It was bizarre in a way that suddenly I was in a lust filled trance. My mouth was drawn toward it like a magnet as I kissed the tip. My tongue then began to lick in circles around the head of it. Within seconds it was fully hard and big. Around 8 inches and really fat. I had heard that black guys had big cocks and this certainly was one.
I continued looking at his eyes as I started to more aggressively suck him. Forcing him as far down my throat as possible. Grabbing around his hamstrings to both steady myself and get more leverage to take him deeper. Still kneeling I started to take off my clothes. I practically ripped my shirt off, only taking his cock out of my mouth for a quick second then jamming it back into my throat. When he saw me start to wiggle out of my jeans he grabbed me pulling me to my feet and threw me into one of the stalls that had a door.
Yes I had been blowing him right out in the open near the urinals. He followed me into the bathroom after staring at me for a while when I was having a drink across the bar from him. I was taking a piss and he walked next to me and pulled his pants down while facing me and not toward the urinals. That’s when like flipping a switch I changed from married dad with three kids into a total cock slut. The sight of his massive but still soft cock surrounded by a thick bush was way too sexy not too.
When I say he threw me into the stall I mean very forcefully. And I’m not that small, pretty muscular in fact. I’m 5′ 10″ and 175 lbs. He was probably 225 and around 6’3″. Handling me rough like that got me even harder than I was already. I knew he was handling me this way out of his lust and it wasn’t a desire to hurt me. He started kissing me as I took my socks off and was now totally naked. Our cocks swiped a few times against one another as our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths. It felt wild making out like two horny teenagers. He pulled my body close and was kissing me very aggressively and forcefully. I’m hard now thinking about it since I loved feeling his desire for me that way.
To say I’ve wanted this for a long time would be an understatement. I had fantasized about a black guy using me for his pleasure for a long time. The years of pent-up lust and desire began pouring out of me. After making out for a few minutes he pushed me down and I knew before he said “suck me some more bitch” what he wanted.
I had practiced for years sucking a realistic dildo and was able to take him pretty far into my throat. He wanted more though and gripped my head as he pushed further in. This led to a full-on face fucking and I loved every second. Trying my best to stifle my sounds as he pounded into my mouth relentlessly and others came and went just outside the stall. Saliva dripped all over since I don’t swallow while sucking and that makes it extra sloppy. As much as I loved what he was doing to me and how I felt I wanted him inside my man pussy so bad.
I was eventually able to push my face away just long enough to plead with him to please fuck me. I didn’t have to ask twice. He pulled me up and while kissing me sat me on the toilet. Pulled my hips up and toward him as I felt his bulbous head touch my hole. He rubbed some spit around down there and on his cock. Then kissed me hard and whispered in my ear “ready bitch?” I could only get out a whimpering sound while shaking my head yes and trying to push my ass toward him and onto his cock. It was intoxicating to feel this slutty and totally out of character from what people know of me normally. But at the time it was the most perfect natural thing to me.
Our faces were very close now and I begged him. He asked if I was sure, and I just kissed him. My face and actions showed how badly I wanted this without saying anything. I closed my eyes as he entered me. Once his head pressed inside he kept pushing slowly until his full length was in me. I felt his bush against my cheeks and wow it felt amazing. My heart was racing and I was breathing heavy now. His cock felt so much better than my dildo ever did. I wanted to watch him going in and out of me but our lips were locked and tongues thrashing about. His pace quickened with each thrust. I moved my head away to spit on my hand and lube his cock.
He did the same then our lips were right back together. There were so many guys coming and going just outside the door which only added to the excitement for me. They had to know what was going on due to my clothes piled on the floor and in view under the stall door. That and as much as I tried to be quite his pounding was making noises. I wasn’t touching my cock but it was getting knocked around while he was fucking me and I knew I was going to cum soon. I backed my face away from his just long enough to tell him to please keep fucking me after I came. He told me to shut up and plunged his tongue back in my mouth.
We were both breathing very heavy and still kissing wildly. He pulled away from my lips here and there and spit on my face. I just looked at him and rubbed it into my skin with my hand each time. Then he would slap me hard across my face. He was making me wild with these things and it showed. He knew I was willing to accept anything he wanted to do to me and it seemed that got him going even more.
This guy could fuck and he knew it. He would fully withdraw his length so that just the tiniest bit was still in me then plunge fully back in with each stroke. I was now letting out tiny groans each time. I had felt like I was going to cum any second for the last several minutes, so it was no surprise when my cock erupted. He pulled his lips from mine and kept pounding me as my sphincter muscled spasmed on his cock with each spurt of my cum. Most guys can’t take that and end up cumming too when that happens but he owned my pussy and kept at it for another minute. I locked my legs around his body and he couldn’t back all the way out any longer, but his aggressiveness didn’t fade. He’s now pressed into me fully, grinding as deep in as he could get, and sucking and biting on the side of my neck and biting my ear.
Then he started to pump his cum deep inside me. He bit me hard on my neck as he did and grunted loud with each pump. I accepted his actions and the pain it caused. I actually pressed on the back of his head to let him know it was ok to do whatever he wanted. He nibbled and sucked harder in response to me doing that. He stayed inside me for a few after he was done cumming. We caught our breath for a few seconds then he got up, pulled his pants back up and was about to leave. Just before he did he turned back around with his phone in his hand and took a pic of me. I actually lowered my head and gave a sexy look as to say it’s ok to take a few more. Which I think he did as he held the phone there a few seconds while smiling and shaking his head up and down as he opened the door to the stall and left. I was still naked and weary in a heap on the toilet and I said thank you as he left.
It took me a little to even want to really move. The experience we just had was building up inside me for probably 40 yrs. and I still don’t even know how it happened or how I acted the way I did. I guess the few drinks I had in me at the time coupled with the fact that my wife wasn’t really interested in sex for some time had a little to do with it.
I got myself together and was heading to my car in the parking lot when I got several texts from my wife. The first asked how are you? The next several were the pics the guy had just taken of me naked in the bathroom. Wow.