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Risky Business

Outside my comfort zone.

By Barbs SPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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I’ve been talking to him for a long time. We’ve clicked on-line, we’ve played for a long long time, each trying to shock the other with our outrageous stories, fantasies, probably our lies.

He sends me pictures, which I enjoy. He has a beautiful body. He’s dark, I haven’t asked his ethnicity. Strange, but his cock is much darker than his hands. He has pubic hair, I’m used to men who shave. His body is lean, I fantasise about him taking me. I want him to fuck me, take me roughly, hold my head and face fuck me. He’s younger than me.

He wants danger, he wants filth, he wants to be depraved. Anal sex is one of his most recurring themes. And sex with a stranger. Water sports thrill him. I arrange to meet him, after many months of persuasion.

He has warned me not to expect foreplay. I don’t want it. If I’m going to be wicked and reckless, I want it rough, quick, exhilarating. We have booked a room at the hotel over the railway station concourse. We meet under the big clock. What a cliché. We don’t need red roses or copies of the telegraph. He recognises me from the time I played on Cam and I recognise him by…. well not his cock… but just by his demeanour.

He takes me by the elbow. Not the hand. That would be tender, affectionate. We aren’t like that. We want to fuck. I want him to fuck me in the face. I want to gag, I want tears to run down my face as he holds my head and pulls me onto him. It’s too early to do what we want, which is fuck outside, roughly, against an alley wall.

How do we spend the time together until it goes dark?

Awkward? Funnily enough, we like each other enough to be able to pass the time in a stupid semi-aroused state. We go back to the hotel room and order food. Call up a pay per view porn film (something I have never done before) and sit watching it. Side by side but strangely apart, getting more aroused but not really looking at each other..

It’s getting dark now. I cast a glance outside, and see that he’s doing the same.

We share this same fantasy. We are going to go somewhere just off a brightly lit side street. We will go there and fuck. Somewhere where we might be caught. He is going to fuck me. And then he is going to make me turn around and lean up against some scummy bin, and he will fuck me again but this time from behind.

I’m excited, it’s so risky, I will do anything he wants. I can feel him poking at my arse, his cock is hard. I hear him spit into his hand and roughly wipe it against my backside as he spreads my arse cheeks. He pushes his cock against me. I tense and then relax against him to allow him to fuck my ass. It is lovely. It hurts, but it’s lovely. I have to take deep breaths. And relax. And relax. It hurts so much but it’s so good.

He is fucking me in the arse, in a public place. If anyone comes round the corner, I will be destroyed. I want to push him off me but the pain and pleasure is just too good. I spread my legs wider. Allow him to fuck me harder, deeper, until I feel his body spasm and I know he’s gone past the point. When he has come inside me and he’s slumped across my back, holding me and panting, then I detach myself from him.

Move apart.

Push him away.

Check the train times. Last train home in ten minutes. Hop on board.

No one the wiser. Smiles…..

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About the Creator

Barbs S

Always wanted to write, never made myself sit down and do it. The greatest joys of my life are my children, the biggest sadness the loss of one of them. Blessed with a fantastic family and friends. Love wine, cooking and writing.

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