Ian smiled at the waitress gratefully as he took a drink from the tray she was holding as she passed. For just a moment, he was left alone in the huge function room at the hotel where he was staying in Rome. It was the third and final day of a series of meetings he had been attending in an attempt to engineer the takeover of an Italian company by his own employers. The meetings had been successful, so this function was turning into a bit of a celebration.nnBut Ian wasn't enjoying it a bit. All he really wanted was to be a lone with Susie.nnAlone with his gorgeous young daughter.nnHis lover.nnAs he thought about her, he sought her out in the room. She had joined him earlier, flying out to Rome for this function – and then to stay the weekend with him. It had almost come about by accident. When the meetings were all arranged, the organisers had decided that the final event should be for partners as well.nnIan had arranged for his wife, Megan, to attend, but she had pulled out a couple of weeks before. Rather than waste the opportunity, it was Megan who had suggested that Susie go instead.nn"After all," she had said, "Susie will be home from University, she's never been to Rome, and you always seem to enjoy the time you spend together."nnEven now, Ian flushed at the memory of Megan's innocent comments. Then, even as Megan had spoken, Ian's heart had missed a beat. It was four months since his trip to Paris with Susie, four often frustrating months when they had taken more and more risks to be together, unable to deny themselves their needs, their desires.nnIt was a few weeks since they had been together as lovers. It had been a few days after her twentieth birthday, when she had come home from university for a long weekend.

Looking back on it now, it's hard to believe that age 27 I had never been fucked by another man. As a kid I'd had the usual sexual experiences with neighborhood boys but it never progressed any further than jacking each other off, or maybe licking another boy's maturing prick. In high school sex with girls was the goal of all the guys. Even so, the sex play with a couple close friends continued; secret and limited by the fear of being labeled a "homo" or a "fag" by the entire school. At college wild partying and keeping up the fraternity image led to sex with quite a few women. Although I occasionally found another guy attractive, or sexually stimulating, I had never taken action on my secret desires. My favorite uncle being banished from my family when he came out to my parents showed me I could never allow myself to be gay.nnI met an incredible woman in college. Following graduation we moved into together and after two years we were married. We had a great sex life; I'd married my best friend and I thought the gay "demons" of my past had been beaten. Almost two years after being married I realized I'd made a big mistake. The fear of being disowned by my family and friends had suppressed any desires for men, but only temporarily. I found myself being attracted to many men - and often those I was attracted to would make passes at me. I began to explore the gay side of myself in bars, bookstores and bath houses. The experiences only made me feel worse about the double life into which I was falling, but I was becoming increasingly aware of the fact I was a gay man.nnAlthough I'd had been jacking off with other men, and had my moments as a cocksuckee and cocksucker, I had never taken a cock up my ass. The thought scared me more than it excited me. Having seen my share of porno movies at a local gay movie theater, I actually thought the scenes of huge hard cocks going into tight little assholes were trick photography. I couldn't image something that big fitting into something so small. It had to be like sticking a square peg into a round hole.

This is a submission made to my SIR. HE told me to go and be a whore and then report to HIM. the lower-case letters are intentional. its a boy's way of showing respect to his SIR. i hope you enjoy.nni went to a really nice place. 2 floors, lots of rooms. the second floor is the "hotel". larger rooms with private baths. i stayed on the first floor. cheaper and i did not need a private bathroom. it was nice to cruise on the 2nd floor-all carpeted. there is an outdoor an indoor pool, a beachlike area, a whirlpool, 2 saunas, steamroom, exercise area.nni arrived around 5 and left about 2 today. i slept a few times during the night. i guess i had about 15 or 16 hours of cruising/sex time. as you will see from the events below, i worked hard to be a slut cocksucker.nn1. the first man i met was in the steamroom. when i saw him he was hard.

I had found the right spot, just under the nub of her clit. I could stay there all day just teasing that area, with an occasional long lick at her labia, and Emily would never push my face away. But she was so close now. I had been fortunate enough to bring her to the point I'd been seeking. nnThe spot tasted almost metallic, her intimate flesh so swollen with desire that the blood was just barely concealed under the glistening surface of her pussy flesh. Overlaid was the taste of her lubrication, thick yet light on my tongue as her pelvis arched out at me and her fingers curled into the flesh of my scalp. My chin was soaking wet. The base of my nose made love to her covered pearl as it protruded ever-so-slightly from its hooded covering.nnI brought her closer and closer to her climax, the same way that Emily had coaxed me into coming not minutes ago: by taking care to hit the right spots. As my cock had erupted into her mouth with strong spasms of ejaculation, so too would her internal muscles reach the point of no return and send her sensitive cunt lips running over my face, lips, and tongue, in an urgent quest for release, her vagina seeming to cling and suck to my flesh in its need. nnFor now she was only gasping in a rhythmic pattern and pulling my head closer. My lips brushed over her heated pinkness as I darted my tongue into her moist hole and urged her pussy walls to engulf it. And all the while, that glorious, tasty juice flowed. nnMy hands were cupped under her taut cheeks as she rode my face. I gently squeezed her to me, bringing her haunches off the base of the bed so that I could help her move against my face. Emily sucked in air as my fingers delved gently into the division between her cheeks to get an even better hold. Her heels dug into my back. nnMy mouth was now buried in her cunt, her velvety lips spread across my lower face, my tongue alternating between that spot just under her clitoris and the warmth of her pliant channel, as my nose now rubbed freely above her opening. My lips worked her slit with sucking caresses, resulting in obscenely loud sounds that only seemed to add to the feeling of urgency.nnAs her thrusts against my face increased in speed I gave it my all, planting my mouth over her labia in its entirety and concentrating on that one spot, under her clit, with my active tongue.