"How was the trip?" the voice was right behind the door."Hello? Who are you?" Did you have a nap? You sounded tired earlier. I hope you got some rest.... Yeah, I'm fine. So, can I come in?" The door opened, slowly, stopping about half way. Laura cautiously stepped inside. The room was lit by several candles, two in holders on the wall, others scattered around the room. U2's "With or Without You" filled the air. It was a modest apartment. The couch and T.V. were the obvious main features of the. I heard a zipper unzip, my heart started pounding. I looked over at the hole and saw the head of a large, still soft black cock poking through. The guy started stroking his thick cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I heard a whisper say, “Come on slut, suck my dick.” I got to my knees and started stroking and sucking his beautiful cock. So much for my intentions. He stroked my face as he pumped his cock into my mouth with a slow steady rhythm. He was almost fully erect and I guessed that he. " I stammer. "Really? hmm, I don't think so young lady." He replies as his fingers slide up my leg and into my now soaking cunt. I cannot stop myself from reacting to his touch, the hardness of his fingers sliding into me causes me to moan out and push myself harder on to his fingers. "Yeah that's what I thought, you look like a little slut that likes to be used, eh?" He grins at me as his fingers slide faster and deeper inside me. I can't form words to respond, I can only think of how his. It all came back to me. I had a get-together to watch a football game at my house one weekend last year when my wife was traveling. I invited a handful of friends and told everyone to invite another if they wanted. At some point, I went upstairs to the bedroom/master bath area. I heard some people coming up the stairs afterwards and I recognized one of the voices as my friend Daniel. I’m a bit playful and silly at times and jokingly, I hid in the shower. Someone came into the bathroom and took.