For several months I've been emailing, chatting with, and speaking on the phone with a guy I'll call Grant. Grant and I met on craigslist. He was looking to dominate someone over the phone, and I replied, willing to submit. After directing me to cum several times, we fell into a conversation that felt quite natural and normal, as if we had known each other forever. At the time he was here in NYC, but was leaving the next day on a temporary work assignment in Atlanta. We kept in touch and continued to enjoy spending time with each other in all the ways modern technology allows, minus seeing each other in person. He's single, and was fully aware of my open relationship status, and was quite intrigued by it.
Thanks to the Christmas holiday, Grant has been back in NYC since Saturday morning, and isn't leaving until January 4th. I picked up Grant at the airport on Saturday morning and brought him home with me.
We'd talked extensively of my love for anal play, and my desire to have my ass fisted. In the week leading up to his arrival, Grant had asked me to begin to stretch my asshole in anticipation of fisting me when he got here.
Grant was every bit as gorgeous in person as the pictures he'd sent me, and I couldn't wait to fuck him. In fact, I couldn't wait to suck his cock either. As soon as we were in the car, I had his cock out and down my throat. Thank God for tinted windows. I'd barely gotten started when his cum squirted down my throat. I quickly sucked him clean, kissed him with my cummy mouth, and we were on our way to Brooklyn.
Arriving at my place, I led him right up to the playroom. He wanted to shower after his flight, so I joined him. We spent long time in the steamy shower exploring each others bodies, teasing, kissing, sucking. Warmed and relaxed, we got into bed. Several bottles of lube, as well as several different sized butt plugs, sat ready on the bedside table. We both knew very well why Grant was there. After a bit of chit chat, Grant ordered me onto my knees, ass in the air, knees apart. His hands pulled my cheeks apart, and I felt his warm tongue circle my relaxed asshole. His lips sucked as his tongue pressed into me. I knew I was in the hands of an expert ass-man, and I was already in ecstasy.
As his tongue pushed into me, soaking my tight bud, his fingers began to work their way in as well. My muscles easily gave way to him. Before long he had worked four fingers, two from each hand, into me, and was prying my asshole open. I was groaning with pleasure. He got up on his knees and grabbed a bottle of lube. I looked back at his impressive cock and watched as he lubed it well, then he dribbled lube into my gaping asshole. The cold lube sent shivers up my spine. I knew this was going to be one of the best anal fucks I'd ever gotten.
The head of his cock pressed against my anus as I looked back and begged him to fuck me. He proceeded to sink his cock in - all in one thrust. His hands grabbing my hips, he roughly pounded his cock into my asshole. I could feel his massive balls slam into my cunt with every stroke. His pelvis slammed into my ass, jarring me with every thrust. I'd never been fucked in the ass so hard in my life, and I loved it. Having cum at the airport, he's already warned me that he probably wouldn't cum again until much later in the afternoon. After I had several orgasms, Grant slowed his pace and told me to get ready for what he was there for.
While his cock was still in my ass he pushed two of his fingers in beside it.