Written by QueenBee

Gay
23 Oct 2014


His nickname was 'Bulldog'. I am not sure why but Doug was a prolific and determined gay 'top' who had an enviable record of seducing curious males he encountered online in chat rooms.

I was engaged in a chat session as a 'home alone male', when a request window appeared from Bulldog who came across as a funny guy who was in a casual relationship with a female but who also admitted to being turned on by she males and cross dressers wearing sexy lingerie. He described a past experience and I began to feel aroused and excited by the thought of trying something different. The seed of fantasy had been planted and I was curious.....

We chatted over several weeks and we emailed each other. I described my fantasies, and he encouraged me to pursue my dreams. What had I got to loose?

Eventually I agreed to meet 'Bulldog' at a Premier Inn where he had booked a room for the night, and where I could discreetly meet him to play out my fantasy.

I duly arrived at the agreed time and we separately went up to the room to avoid being noticed by any other guests.

Bulldog was a very fit looking guy, quite tall and strong. He kept himself in trim by going regularly to the gym. He asked if I wanted to get into my outfit (my fantasy was to dress as a nurse, or more correctly a slutty nurse...). I needed no time to slip into the bathroom and quickly get into black tights, short skirt and little nurses uniform I had bought online from a sex toys website.

I came out of the bathroom and tiptoed toward the bed, swaying my hips from side to side to show off my pert ass hiding just under the short skirt.

Bulldog reached out and touched my stockinged legs with his warm hands. I felt his hands race across my body, finding my curves and crevices and making me tremble and twitch and feel oh so aroused.... but concerned and needy and reluctant and violated all at the same time.

My head was spinning as he turned me and made a lap to accommodate the mounds of my buttocks. With one movement he removed his trousers (he had no pants on, and was eager to sit me on his lap)

I should have steeled my defenses against the feel of his strong, throbbing cock running under mine and his fingers pinching at my nipples and his teeth nipping at the hollow of my neck as he pulled me closer onto him and let me feel the heat and inviting hardness of him.

I felt my tights being ripped open by his strong hands. He now had access to my expectant man pussy, and I was at his mercy. He was in control of what was to happen.

I did clearly hear the cry of pain and invasion when he lifted me and settled me down on his cock head and forced his way past my virgin ring and ever so slowly and relentlessly filled me to capacity to the bottoming depth deep inside me.

But it was too late then for muffled cries. There was no one else to hear me or to come to my rescue or to witness this passing beyond a threshold that I never again could regain.

My whimpers of pain and violation slowly receded into groans of passion and urgings of filling and satisfying as he lifted and lowered me on his powerful tool.

He nuzzled my cheek with his lips and continued to whisper calming words of endearment and encouragement to me, as he lifted me up and down on his manhood with strong hands on my hips. I arched my back in the taking, first, stiff as a board, but as I realized both that I had now given up all there was to surrender and that I not only could now accommodate it but also was enjoying it.

The tension flowed out of my body and I began to match the rhythm of the fuck. Sensing I had melted to him, making my surrender, my acquiescence, my complicity and seduction complete. He settled me down into his lap, his dick far up into me, just holding now, as he moved a hand around to my cock and stroked me off.

Then he raised out of his seated position and moved, still buried deep inside me. He moved over to the side of the bed before lifting me off his tool, turned me and laid me gently down on my on my back.

He was now standing between my legs then. He lifted and spread my thighs, pushing my knees up into my torso, with his strong hands, and slowly slid his cock back inside me and fucked me, fucking and fucking and fucking until I felt him give a strong lurch and then he pulled his cock out and shot his warm cum over me, cumming again and again until he was finished.

He then lay alongside me and whispered into my ear.."you can call me Doug"

I still felt I had been fucked by a bull dog!

Comments please, to see if you want a sequel.....


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