Sex stories

I didn't wait until I became the neighbourhood's Arab dick-rag to be a true sex addict. I've always stared at men's crotches on the metro or in the street, imagining the bulges I see are meant for me, that I'm going to make them grow, swallow them whole and make them cum — and it gets me going. Sometimes guys notice my little game. But since I started getting anonymously fucked at home, the game has gone up a notch: because there are guys in the neighbourhood who "know" me... or word gets around. So now, when I walk around staring at every guy's crotch, more and more often one of them gives me a knowing look, furtively touches his cock, or better yet, gets me worked up and reels me in.

The first time, I was in the bus queue — I'd been discreetly eyeing the gorgeous Arab next to me, a hairy brute, muscular, a working man's big biceps, worn jeans and a solid package. A massive guy, just how I like them. I get on the bus, packed of course, and I feel the guy's body pressing against mine, starting to knead my arse. I let him, I push my arse back; it gets me seriously hot, I reach my hand behind me and fondle his cock. Squeezed in but promising. I half-turn and say "I'm getting off soon", he says "me too, I'm heading home". Lucky break — we both get off the bus together, he tells me "follow me", in a tone that leaves no room for argument. We end up in a cellar, he gets pretty bossy, tells me "you're going to be my bitch, on your knees, come suck your master". I work his head but he grabs mine and drills into the back of my throat without mercy. I grip his powerful thighs, his muscular calves, I get drunk on his musky hair, and when he pretends to let my mouth go for a moment so I can breathe, I whisper "more". Because truly, a man who takes charge like that gets me even more turned on and I suck even harder. He directs my head by pulling my hair, it hurts a little but I love feeling his head go past my throat and his cock throbbing all the way to orgasm. He fills me up nicely, and says "you're genuinely too good, I should've fucked you too, but I'm going to give you a gift instead". And then, he pulls from behind the sofa a dildo of nice dimensions, with which he works my arse gently at first, while massaging my arse and back with lubricant. I'm all sticky and wide open, I cum on the floor without even touching myself. He says "I came to get drained once at your place anonymously, but it's so much better when you look at me with that hungry little slut face of yours"... I lick his cock one more time to make sure he goes home nice and clean.