London Bridge Station
I sat with the red haired stationmaster's cum in my ass on the way to London. I went to the toilet twice to scoop up some of the cream and eat it. The second time I went back to my seat licking my lips with the taste of him. An older fellow was across the aisle from me looked up with a smile, "You look like the cat with the sauce!"
I stared, "I saw you coming out of the stationmaster's office at Ashford. I know him."
He glanced at his watch, "You want more? I've got a few days saved up!"
His tone was light and easy, steel rimmed glasses, gray hair, cookie duster mustache, he looked built.
"I'm always a bit hungry; I didn't get fed in Ashford."
Since no other passengers were close, we could talk openly, "I want to get in that cute butt and have no objections if you want to be fed as a finish."
We walked to the toilet his hand cupping my right ass cheek. I went to my knees right away, button fly jeans, soft with age, easy open. Commando! A very nice thick dick with a lovely foreskin nearly closed over a fine helmet head.
Mmmmm! Excellent! I went to work and he leaned back eyes closed ready to enjoy. It was a delight to suck, firming up nicely after a small bit of work with my tongue. Big pee hole that I got wet. My tongue slid under the foreskin dampening the glans in preparation for the skinning!
He moaned as I drew back the skin exposing a lovely crown. He tasted great, musky but clean. His hand on my neck gave me a hint so I swallowed the whole thing. Soft pubes in my nose. He wanted the throat!
Every man I'd had sex with enjoyed the depth of my throat. I seldom gagged and loved the feeling of being filled by cock!
Darryl my first boyfriend at 12 knew it right away. Once he realized that I would blow him whenever he wanted he made it plain that my ass was going to be treated the same way.
Face down on his bed with his weight on me, his chest heaving after our first fuck, "Shit man that was great! I know it hurt but you really took it! Thanks man!"
I liked being where I was, his cock still in me, the burning was a lot less now, "Darryl, it hurt but I Really wanted it."
"You're my bitch now! I'm gonna use you a lot! I don't want to share so don't go there!"
I was totally soft but it was a real turn-on to hear him say those things. I hadn't been hard at all and was confused about it. I didn't think Darryl would want to know so I kept quiet.
"You want some more of this?" Darryl rose up sitting on the back of my thighs.
"Yes, fuck me again Darryl!"
He climbed out with a slurp, squeezed some more hand cream on his hardening cock and went right back in in one long smooth stroke. Aaaahhhh that was nice! The burn was much less and I had already decided that was something I would have to get used to frequently.
Darryl did pushups over me. He had a creative mind and the body strength as he rotated himself around above me, fucking my pussy ass in so many different angles. I felt like a compass, his needle searching out directions to fuck me.
"Shit baby I like fucking your cunt!"
I was in whole-hearted agreement. "God Darryl it's so good! Fuck me!"
It was simple to me, I was going to be fucked in my face and ass and it was GOOD!
Darryl stopped moving, lifted my hips and straddled above me. He reached down for my nipples, took hold with thumbnail in and first finger over. He began my first real pounding. Since he had cum once he was able to fuck me hard and long. I could feel my boy cunt opening.
"Damn baby your twat feels so fine!
He stayed above me fucking down, pulling my nipples into a new pain center but exciting me.
"Darryl FUCK ME!"
He needed no encouragement! My ass was his cunt! His second load of cum splashed into me with a loud and deep throated yell, "Take my jizz bitch!"
Gray hair stopped my blow job, "Time for your arse! Hold the sink."
He stripped my pants and underwear in one motion, his wet prick against my ass. He paused then I heard the condom wrapper rip, his fingers groped me, "We're not gonna need any lube for this ass!"
He rolled himself into the rubber, spit on his fingers, lined up and shoved. My cunt opened up right away giving him full access in a stroke.
His hands were under my shirt seeking the nipples, latching on he began to fuck me. He was in a hurry. Too bad that fat cock felt good.
I tried to slow him down but "I just want to pound you hard and get off quick. Maybe have time for a bit more."
He was as good as his word fucking me like a powered piston that had lost control. He could heel to toe with the best. Never missed a beat driving to his balls on every stroke. My nipple rings were in his grip, he gave each quite a workout as his prick slammed into me.
"Shit it feels good. Your twat is nice. The Stationmaster got you nicely opened! I'll have to buy him a pint!"
He built to a climax rapidly, "You still want to eat it?"
My answer had him pull out; let me go to my knees. He whisked off the condom and stroked himself just a few times before sticking it my mouth where the cum sluiced over my tongue on its way to my belly.
"Damn bitch swallow it all," was a bit unnecessary as I had no choice in his iron grip of my head. I wouldn't have spilled a drop anyway.
He was done but I remained kneeling waiting for him to decide what was next.
He sat on the toilet keeping my mouth in place, "Stay there! Enjoy my prick!"
I was content to do so. He glanced at his watch, "We've about 20 minutes until London Bridge, you want to stay put?"
I gave him a thumbs up, he let go of me knowing I'd be on that cock.
"Too bad I'm going on to Edinburgh. I'd like to spend a night in that ass."
I gave him my best cock in the mouth smile.
At the station the conductor gave made a come over motion as Gray Hair moved off towards his connection.
Slender, looking good in the uniform, blonde/blue, startlingly blue in fact, big hands.
"Son, I heard you two in the head. I'm off until tomorrow want to spend some time riding my cock?"
I nodded. He told me where to wait for him and I eased out of the station to wait in the park next door under statue of some French general who killed a lot of soldiers.
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