everyone in this post is over 18 years old
I went on another work trip last week. These have become pretty routine for me. I don’t actually mind it at all. I love to travel and it always gives me an opportunity to be a slut in a new city.
This trip was down to LA for only two nights. My company put me up in a nice hotel near West Hollywood. I got in Tuesday evening and immediately lined up two Grindr hookups back to back. The first guy was hung but only lasted a few minutes before cumming in my ass. The second guy had maybe a 6-7” cock, which is usually much smaller than I like. No shame to anyone with a dick that size; it was certainly bigger than my own. But I am a size queen, full stop. My alpha dom fuck buddy that I live with, Fred, has an 11” monster BBC, which has ruined me for anything less than 8 inches. But he was sexy and his dick was girthy, so I made an exception. I am glad I did. He knew how to use his dick, and he had ten times the stamina as the guy before. I actually had a great time. But I fell asleep that night still wanting more.
The next day, about midday, I was in a meeting when I got a text from Fred.
“The homie I told you about is free tonight. And he has some friends,” the text read. A few days prior, Fred had mentioned that one of his friends from Atlanta, where he is from and went to college, lived in LA. “Dude has a big ass dick,” he said. Fred knows the way straight to my heart. He said he was going to send him some pictures of me and offer me up to him, if he was interested.
“Yay! Thank you Daddy!” I texted to Fred.
“You got a blindfold?” Fred asked. My interest was piqued.
“I can find one…” I said.
“Good. They want it to be completely anon. Send me your room number. Wait ass up, blindfold on, door unlocked,” he said. My heart started to race. Fred knows all of my kinks and fantasies. A big one for me is completely anonymous sex. Not just sex with strangers—that I do all the time. But like, blindfolded, don’t ever see their face, completely anonymous sex. For a long time, I had been telling Fred I wanted to do a completely blindfolded no load refused cumdump. I host motel cumdump sessions pretty regularly, but I have never had the balls to do one completely blindfolded. With that many strangers, I want to make sure I had someone there as my sherpa, of sorts—a watchful eye to make sure it is (relatively) safe. Fred promised me one day he would do it, but it hasn’t happened yet. All this being said, I wasn’t sure if Fred’s friend actually wanted me to be blindfolded, or if Fred had orchestrated this scene as a gift to me. It didn’t matter to me either way. I was about to get a small taste of one of my biggest fantasies.
“Omg, I can’t wait!” I said.
“Still locked?” He asked.
“Of course, Daddy,” I replied.
“Good. Keep it that way,” he said. Fred has been keeping me locked in a cock cage on and off for the past few months. I will go sometimes weeks without taking it off. But every now and then, Fred will let me remove it so I can jack off. Other than that, it stays on. Fred does this for two reasons: (1) so that everyone knows I am an owned slut, and (2) to keep me constantly, hopelessly, achingly horny at all times. When I am home, Fred wants me to always be ready for him, whenever he wants me. I don’t necessarily need the cage for that. I am always ready for Fred, and I am constantly horny to begin with. But the cage takes it to another level. It definitely has had its desired effect. It has made me consumed with lust at all times. The only way I can satisfy that lust is by having sex with men. I no longer have the option of regularly relieving myself—I simply have to take dick. Its now all I think about, day and night. My dreams have become sexual. I have become an insatiable, mindless sexual being. And thats just how Fred wants me. Before I left for this trip, Fred allowed me to take the cage off before I went through security, but ordered me to put it back on in the airport bathroom once I got to my gate. I had to send him a picture as proof. He usually keeps the key on a chain around his neck, but he let me borrow it for the trip.
It was hard to focus on work the second half of the day. All I could think about was what was to come. I didn’t know who was coming over, how many were coming over, or even what their names were. I knew that at least one had a “big ass dick” but that was it. Fred never showed me a picture. Never described his friend. I was going into it completely blind. But I trusted Fred. And Fred trusted his friend. I was nervous, but so excited.
After work, I stopped at a store to pick up a black bandana, then returned to my hotel. I cleaned my hole and showered. Then I waited. I didn’t even know what time they would be coming. I was told just to wait for a text. I paced the room nervously and tried to distract myself. Hours went by, and around 8pm I started to get nervous. Had they flaked? I hadn’t heard anything from Fred, which I took as a good sign. Then 9pm hit. I thought about texting Fred. But just as I was about to pick up my phone, it vibrated. It was a text from an unknown number. It had an Atlanta area code, which I recognized because Fred’s number has the same area code.
“10 min out,” was all it said.
“Door will be unlocked,” I replied. I walked over to the door and opened it, then flipped the door latch so that it stopped it from closing. I then assumed the position. I got into a jockstrap and tied the black bandana tight around my head. I made sure no light seeped through. I wanted to be completely in the dark. I didn’t even want the temptation to look. I then got on my knees on the edge of the bed and leaned forward so that my face was buried into a pillow. I arched my back as much as I could. My hole was pointed straight up, ready and waiting.
It felt like an eternity. The anticipation, mixed with the fact that I hadn’t cum in two weeks, made me leak precum before anyone was even in the room with me. My heart was beating out my chest. Then, I heard a noise at the door. It opened, and a few seconds later it closed. My heart beat faster. I heard footsteps. There were no voices. Then, the unmistaken sounds of clothes coming off—belt buckles, zippers, shoes landing on the floor. I was trying to figure out how many men were in the room, but I still couldn’t tell. I got the sense there were at least three.
I then felt two hands slide across my asscheeks. It actually startled me a bit. The hands were big, but soft.
“Thats a nice lookin pussy,” a deep voice said. Another voice murmured in agreement. Then I felt a tongue slide across my hole. I started to moan. It felt incredible. Being deprived of my sight, combined with my my deep horniness, sexual frustration, and the realization that I was living my fantasy made me extra sensitive. Every touch made me shudder. The tongue gliding across my bootyhole felt like the best rimjob I had ever received. I moaned louder. His tongue penetrated my tight hole.
“Fuckkkk,” I said. I felt someone climb onto the bed. A set of hands grabbed my head and lifted it up from the pillow.
“No peeking,” the man said. I shook my head, assuring them I wouldn’t break the most important rule of the night. I then felt a big, heavy cock slap me gently across the face. It was huge and heavy. I opened my mouth, waiting to receive it. He gave me another slap with his cock on the other side of my face, then slid it in. I hadn’t opened wide enough. It was massive. I unhinged my jaw as he pushed in slow. The man behind me was still passionately licking and tongue fucking my ass. He had facial hair that tickled the outside of my hole. The cock in my mouth went as far as it could before I started to gag.
“Yeah boy, take that dick,” the man said softly. The man behind me stopped rimming me. I then felt an enormous dick start to slap my hole. I now had confirmed at least two of the men were horse hung. I was in for a long night.
“Lube?” A voice said. It wasn’t the man in front or behind me, which confirmed that there were three men at a minimum. But then I heard a fourth voice coming from my right.
“I gotchu,” the voice said. Four men. Wow. Fred really went above and beyond. I am one lucky slut.
I felt the cold lube squirt onto my hole, then felt a finger push it inside me and swirl it around. The man repositioned me a bit so that he had the right angle. Then, I felt pressure on my hole. I blindly felt around for my poppers. One of the other men saw me and helped me out. He unscrewed the top and held it to my nose. I took two big hits.
“One more,” the man said. I took a third and felt the rush wash over me. The man behind me then pushed in further, and my hole opened.
“Oh my goddddddd,” I moaned. The man in front put his dick back in my mouth, shutting me up. The man in my ass slid in deeper and deeper. It didn’t stop. He reached my second hole and pushed beyond it. All the way in until I felt his body pressing against my ass. He had to have been 10 inches.
“Damn, that pussy just swallowed my dick right up,” the man said, “fuck, thats some good shit right there. Wow.” His words filled me with pride and joy. I love a satisfied, happy top. He stayed deep inside me for a bit. The man in my mouth pulled out and let another man step up. His dick was smaller, but not small. He was probably 8 inches, which was nice because I could actually deepthroat him with a bit of effort.
To avoid confusion, I am going to label these men as follows: Man 1 was in my butt, Man 2 was the first man in my mouth, Man 3 was the man currently in my mouth, and Man 4 was the one that helped me with the poppers who had not yet been inside me. Man 1 started to thrust in and out of my ass with long, slow strokes. He was taking his time, feeling my insides. He slowly and deliberately started to speed up. He growled a deep growl as he did. Man 3 started to thrust as well.
“Gluk, gluk, gluk,” was the only sound I could make as Man 3 fucked my throat.
“Yeah bitch, take these black dicks,” Man 1 said. The fact that they were “black dicks” was welcome news to me. Man 1 was fully pounding my ass now. He went for a bit, then pushed in deep and pulled out. He slapped my ass hard. “Fuck, thats so good. Get up in here.” Man 4 stepped up and slid right inside with no hesitation. He felt bigger and thicker than Man 3, but still smaller than the horse cocks of Man 1 and 2.
“Oooo goddamn,” Man 4 said as drove his cock in deep inside. I gripped the sheets while Man 3 switched with Man 1 in my throat. I could taste the juice, lube, and precum from my ass on Man 1’s dick. It tasted so good.
“You take dick so good, boy!” One of the men said. “We about to fuck this pink pussy up, yes we are.” These guys were all super verbal. I loved that.
After a few more switches, the men flipped me onto my back. My legs were held back by someone as Man 2 (I think) slipped back inside my butt. I reached down, spreading my cheeks so that he could get as deep as possible. I felt him in my stomach. Two of the other men knelt on either sides of my face and took turns sliding their dicks into my mouth. It was such a sensory overload. Sex has honestly never felt that good. My caged up cock bounced around with each thrust. The men would tug on it and move it around.
After missionary, the men helped me up and guided me onto Man 4’s cock as he laid on his back. I placed my hands on his chest. His pecs were hard and I felt around his body like a blind man reading brail. He was fit—rock hard abs, nice biceps. For a second, I wished I could see his body. But I realized how fun it was just to feel everything—the cock splitting my hole open, the one sliding down my throat, Man 4’s beautiful body in my hands.
I was completely lost, in a trance, when I felt someone behind me and a set of hands on my hips.
“Yeah, my boy said he can take two dicks in his pussy,” Man 1 said. I nodded, affirming that I was ready and willing.
“Give him more poppers,” the man behind me said. It was Man 3. I took another few hits, then leaned forward down onto Man 4. Man 3 pushed slowly into my stuffed butt.
“Oh fuck, its so tight,” he laughed, probably wondering to himself how it was all going to work. I knew it would. I know my hole. He kept pushing until finally he was all the way inside.
“Damn, boy! You a fucking freak!” Man 2 said. I sat upright.
“Double fuck my pussy!” I yelled. Man 2 put his dick in my mouth, and I reached out and found Man 1’s cock to my left. I grabbed it and stroked it with my left hand. I had reached peak sluttiness. I was in a strange city, having sex with four men I had never met or even seen with my own two eyes. I had two dicks in my ass, one on my mouth, and one in my hand. A sense of accomplishment washed over me.
The men swapped in and out of my ass, so that everyone had a chance to feel me taking two at once. The men then pinned me down in the prone position and just went to town. I was just glued to the mattress, a human pincushion, letting these strangers have their way with me.
I had no idea how long we had been having sex. My concept of time was completely askew. But I knew it was taking a lot out of me. I was sore and tired, but I also didn’t want it to ever end. The first person to cum was Man 4. He was in my ass when he announced, “shit, i’m about to nut!” He pulled out. “Flip him over.” The guys flipped me onto my back and I felt Man 4 desperately maneuver up to where my face was. Man 1 slid straight into my ass.
“I’m about to bust down your throat,” Man 4 said.
“Hell yeah, bro. Give it to him,” Man 1 said. I could hear and sense Man 4 aggressively jerking off above me.
“Here it comes!” He yelled. I opened my mouth. He shoved the tip in as cum started to shoot out, painting the back of my throat. It was warm, salty, and delicious. “Fuckkkkk!” He moaned. “Don’t swallow yet, let me see it first,” he said as he continued to shoot ropes of cum. I held the pool of cum in the back of my throat as he finished draining his balls. Then he pulled out. “Open,” he said. I opened my mouth, showing everyone the gobs of cum in my mouth. “Thats so hot… ok swallow that down now,” he said. I gulped it down, then opened my mouth again as proof that I had done what I was told.
“Im gonna dump a load in his ass,” Man 1 said. He slid in deep and I felt his cock pulsate and cum shoot deep inside me. When he was done, Man 2 slid inside.
“Oh man, its so fuckin wet and sloppy,” he said. I could hear the sounds of his dick sliding in and out of my wet hole. “Ready for another?” He said.
“Yes Daddy, seed my slutty pussy!” I moaned.
“You want this nut?” He said, teasing me.
“Yes, please, PLEASE cum inside me,” I begged. He then started to bust. It was a violent, shaking orgasm that seemed to go on forever. We moaned together in a moment of deep intimacy. Man 3 was the only one left. He pushed inside right after Man 2. It was so wet and gushy, his dick sounded like he was fucking a bucket of water. He didn’t last long. He filled me up with my fourth and final load of the night.
“Ooowie! Fuck that was crazy,” Man 1 said. They all agreed and it sounded like they were high fiving. I laid on the bed, my legs hanging off the edge, barely able to move. The men washed up and put their clothes back on.
“Good shit. Come back to LA soon, boy,” one of them said. At this point, I was so exhausted and overwhelmed I couldn’t tell who was talking. And just like that, the four men walked out the door and shut it behind them.
I slowly removed the blindfold. The lights blinded me. My eyes took time to adjust. I looked around the room for the first time in well over an hour. It was a complete mess. Pillows on the floor, sheets jumbled and falling off the bed, lube and poppers everywhere. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My asshole was puffed up and white with cream. The bed sheets were covered in fluids. It was a beautiful sight.
I woke up the next day and checked out. Fred texted as I was walking out of my room.
“Ya’ll had a good ass time last night, I hear,” it read.
“Omg, Daddy, it was so amazing,” I said, “don’t ever tell me who that was. I don’t ever want to know.”
“You got it. Get your ass back here so that I can finish you off,” he said. Then he sent one last text.
“And lets plan that cumdump soon.”
When that happens, you all will be the first to know.