Vicki and I have never been to The Conference Room. Their website boasts of having six private conference rooms ‘to negotiate’ in. On top of that, their big conference room even has a king-size bed, mirrored walls, and a large shower.
Truth is I found their website by accident. I also discovered that a local writer, Shelly, has a blog dedicated to The Conference Room. He chronicles some crazy-ass straight, gay, and bisexual public-sex that he claims to have witnessed, sometimes right at the bar, as well as in private conference rooms. He also states that exhibitionists and swingers will often leave their door open for people to either watch or join in. Needless to say this place piqued our interest. As for Tara, Vicki and I both felt she would ever step foot in the place.
Just as I was about to leave for my meetings, I jokingly asked Vicki if she intended to try her hand as a ‘high-class hooker in training’ today, and once again I expressed to her how hot she looked. This time she just laughed at my comment. But then as I started to turn and walk way, Vicki blurted out with a great deal of anxiety, “Alex, you really are okay with me having sex with a total stranger today, and for money?”
“Babe,” I replied, “I’m okay with whatever you decide. Just be honest with me and be careful… And Babe, play it safe – buy some condoms.” With that said, I kissed my beautiful wife, I told her that I love her, and then I went on my way.
*****
The building that my meetings were held at was only a block away from the hotel, a short walk. It was an older ten-story office building that I’ve been in many times. My meetings were in an eighth-floor office suite. When I looked at the time, I knew that I had at least twenty-minutes to kill. I also knew today’s meetings would never start on time.
As hot as Vicki had me in the car, masturbating and then ejaculating the way that she did, squirting so hard that she soaked my glove-box, I needed to release my sexual frustrations – I needed to cum.
Horny as hell, I decided to take the elevator up to the tenth-floor men’s room. I was well aware that it was rarely used since the entire tenth-floor is vacant and under renovation. There, I could beat my meat while I fantasize about my naughty wife fucking a strange cock, or making a guy pay to fuck her squirting pussy. Fuck, I love to watch her suck and fuck.
When I reached the tenth-floor there were sounds of construction workers, although I didn’t see any. I was able to slip into the men’s room unnoticed. To my surprise the walls were recently painted, but dry, and the stall doors were removed. Not having a door in a remote men’s room on an empty floor was not about to stop me from doing what I needed to do – I needed to cum.
As soon as I dropped trou in the end stall, I sat on the pot. Within seconds I had my hardening cock in my hand, stroking it ever so slowly as blood filled my eight-inch tool. Once hard, I got a nice pump going while I reminisced about Vicki’s naked body in the car and truckers blowing their horns at her. What a slut she can be, and I love it.
Suddenly, with the thought of my wife’s luscious bare pussy hovering over my face, and Tara’s incredible mouth sucking the life out of my cock, I stood up, closed my eyes, and then I continued to pound my meat, faster, and faster, and faster. As soon as I came close to blowing my load, I slowed my pace.
Still stroking my cock, I decided to take all of my clothes off, just like Vicki did in the car, socks and shoes included. I then stepped out of the stall.
This men’s room was big, and I was beyond hot. I decided to stand in front of a urinal and masturbate. My cock was oozing pre-cum. I fingered as much as I could, and then I sucked it off my finger.
After I tasted my pre-cum, I suddenly had the urge to suck a cock – any cock. I wanted to feel a huge load splatter against the back of my throat. Eyes again closed, I then fingered more pre-cum, and then I sucked on my finger, imagining it was a stranger’s big hard cock feeding me his sticky male jizz.
All of a sudden, the men’s room lights went out, and then one small light began to shine. Since this was a big room, it was pretty dark if you were not near the light. I continued to stand in front of a urinal and pump my cock.
When that thought crossed my mind, my pre-cum stopped dripping and began to flow. I fingered and sucked as much up as possible. There was so much pre-cum oozing from my cock that it was like taking a load. I went to the darkest part of the room, closed my eyes, and then I again pumped, and pumped, and pumped.
Just as I opened my eyes, two young men came in wearing painter’s clothes. As soon as the door closed, these two embraced, kissed, and had their hands on each other’s crotch. “Fuck yes,” I thought; they had not seen me yet.
With lightening fast speed, these two guys were naked. Then, in a split-second one was on his knees, sucking what appeared to be a huge hardening cock. I quietly pumped my cock and watched, not wanting to disturb them – yet. Yes, I wanted that big fucking cock in my mouth, and I wanted it so bad that I could fucking taste that big fucker.
There was no doubt the guy on his knees knew how to suck a cock. He had it in and out of his mouth, in his cheeks, down his throat, and other times his tongue slowly ran up and down his buddy’s massive shaft. That hot male to male action went on for a while.
As the one guy was getting sucked, he said to his buddy, “C’mon, let me fuck you.” After more than a few verbal attempts, his buddy finally said, “No, man, no… You know I don’t do that shit, I don’t fuck.”
That was all I had to hear, that was my cue… “I do,” I said, as I came walking out of my dark corner, naked, with my hard cock in hand. Although I startled both of them, as soon as they saw me walk towards them, they walked towards me.
The guy that wanted to fuck first sized me up with his eyes, and then he spun me around. I bent over and grabbed a hold of a sink. “Go on, fuck me,” I said.
“I ride bareback,” the guy replied. Just after his buddy spit on his buddy’s cock, I felt his big fleshly mushroom head as it began to prod my ass.
‘Fuck me,” I said.
Instead of stuffing his cock up my ass, he backed off, and then he said, “In a stall.” I followed him.
“Ride me,” he said, as he sat down on the pot. After I spit on his cock, I sucked that big fucker, tasting his pre-cum as it oozed into my mouth. While I sucked and sucked, I sensed his lustful anticipation of impaling his rod up my ass when he said, “Oh, fuck yeah, Dude… I’m gonna fucking soak your ass.”
While I was bent over, sucking and sucking this huge hot cock, his buddy got behind me, and then I felt his tongue navigate its way deep into my manhole. His tongue was so hot, so fucking hot that I almost blew my load. Finally, again I heard, “Ride me.” I was more than ready to take every fucking inch of his big fucker up my ass. I again spit on his cock, and then I turned around.
Facing his buddy, I lowered my ass over one massive cock, and fuck was his cock hard. He quickly impaled my ass, sliding inch by inch up my hole until my ass cheeks came to rest on his lap. As I rode his cock, his buddy kissed me, sticking his wet tongue that was just deep in my ass down my throat.
“Fuck it,” I locked onto it and sucked his dirty tongue that just came out of my ass. Hotter than fuck, I sucked his tongue like a cock as I rode up and down, again and again, on my new male lover’s big fucking cock. “Oh fuck was he hard,” I thought.
In no time, we found a hot and steady rhythm. My cock was hard and bouncing around from side to side until it found its way inside of my new cocksucker’s hot mouth. Fuck could he suck.
I had no idea how long we’d been fucking, but my ‘hadn’t been fucked in a long time ass’ was getting thrashed and I loved it. But then suddenly I felt it, a cock so fucking rigid in my ass that it felt like a long wooden pole. Then, within seconds, hot male sperm flooded my ass, gushing, and squirting. My hard cock exploded into my cocksucker’s hot mouth, seeding his tongue and shooting down his throat.
As I seeded his throat, he sealed my cock with his lips and savored every drop of my pent-up cum. And as he took my load, he blew his load all over my legs and feet, making me shoot harder and harder – fuck was his cum hot! And then, just like that, our unlikely male love triangle came to a quick end.
After we uncoupled nothing was said. What was there to say, we all shot our loads, and that’s what we all came into the men’s room to do. After a quick clean-up, together we got dressed and left.
Although I was little late for my first business meeting, my impromptu threesome in the men’s room was worth every minute. And even though my ass was sore, I could think again. “Maybe I’ll come here for lunch,” I thought.
More to cum…
