Into the Woods (part 9)
This story was inspired by the real life experiences of a deceased friend. There was a woods near him that he called the "rape woods", where he would go and be gang banged. This is a work of fiction, dedicated to my friend Phil.
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The next day at work I received three calls from men at hotels that I had called the previous night. They all wanted daytime service, which was difficult for me because I had to work, but I arranged to come to their rooms at lunchtime. I arranged for an extended lunch, just to make sure I had plenty of time.
At lunch I drove to the Hilton and went to the first room. The man opened his door and had porn playing on the TV – a woman sucking a huge cock. He sat in a chair and told me to kneel and suck him while he watched the porn. I had been in this situation before. He was probably straight and would pretend that I was that woman sucking him. I was fine with that – if it made the blowjob better for him it would just make it easier for me.
It only took a few minutes and he came in my mouth. He remained in the chair and didn't even thank me. I thanked him and let myself out. I went to the next room, hoping for a better reception. A man let me in and asked me to have a seat and offered me a coke. I told him that I didn't have much time and was ready to blow him right away. He seemed disappointed but took out his cock and I got right to my knees.
I sucked him and he watched intently, saying, "look into my eyes."
My eyes met his, and it was like acknowledging that "yes, I am your cocksucker."
He really enjoyed making eye contact as I blew him.
"You are a good looking guy, and have a very good mouth," he said, "I'd like to see you more."
It sounded like he was looking for a boyfriend, which I might enjoy, but I liked to suck many, many cocks.
Finally he pumped his hot seed into my mouth. He pulled me up and kissed me.
"Wow! That was great!" he said, "how about joining me for dinner tonight?"
"I'd like that," I said, "but I have another commitment, but let's stay in touch – you have my number." There was no way I was going to miss seeing Mary tonight!
I left and went to the third room. The third guy opened the door and already had his cock out. After he closed the door he turned to me and I dropped to my knees, sucking him immediately. He put both hands on my head and face fucked me. He thrust deeply and repeatedly hit the back of my throat. Being experienced, I held back the urge to gag, and welcomed guys going in all the way.
He pulled my head close to him and made one final thrust as he came. I swallowed his entire load without even tasting it, since he deposited it in the back of my mouth. I thanked him and drove back to work.
Thinking about the last three blowjobs – each very different – I thought about which one I liked the very best. The first guy was actually rude, just wanted to get off, but I somehow found that compelling. The second guy was very nice, but I wasn't looking for niceness. The third guy really liked to take charge, and I did like that. I really couldn't decide, but I would gladly blow all three of them again. Of course, in the thousands of blowjobs I've given in my lifetime, there wasn't one I wouldn't gladly repeat!
After returning to work I finished the day, thinking about Mary. On the drive home I received a call from one of the remaining hotel guys. I agreed to stop right over, so I detoured to the Hilton.
Arriving at his room I was surprised to find a guy and a women in the room. "I hope you don't mind," he said, "but my girlfriend likes to watch."
She sat in a chair and he stood in front of her. I took my position in front of the chair and dropped to my knees. As I sucked him she fingered her pussy, reaching climax and continuing to finger herself.
As the guy was ready to cum he pulled out and told me to open my mouth. He shot two squirts into my mouth and the rest on my face. His girlfriend yelled, "oh yes!" as she climaxed again. His girlfriend approached me and stuck her wet finger in my mouth, saying, "just a little something to show my appreciation."
They both thanked me and asked if I would be open to doing other things some other time. I said, "Sure, you have my number." I thanked them and left, his cum still drying on my face and the taste of her pussy juice in my mouth, mixed with his manly taste. I didn't mind the taste of pussy juice – I just didn't like licking a smelly pussy.
I enjoyed walking in public with cum on my face, but hoped I wouldn't see anyone I knew. I rode the elevator down to the lobby, alone at first, but then a elderly woman got on. At first she didn't even look at me but when she did she looked right at me and said, "I hope you enjoyed it as much as he did," smiling.
"I enjoy it every time," I said proudly.
She seemed very interested and continued, "how many blowjobs do you give a day?"
"It varies, but usually between 5 and 10," I replied, "it depends on the demand."
"Are you a male hooker?" she asked.
"No, I do it for free," I replied, "it is something I really love doing."
"I'll bet you are really good at it," she said, "I would love to have you come over and blow my husband, if you don't mind sucking an old man."
"I'd be happy to do that," I replied, "would you like to watch?"
"That would be perfect!" she exclaimed, "I'll write down my name and phone number."
She said her name was Eleanor, but I could call her Ellen. I told her my name and agreed to call her within a few days.
I drove home, now looking forward to Mary.
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