What do you want to happen?

[stephencummings]

This is for anyone to write whatever it is they like so long as we stay within the site rules.

He is stood there in his designer suit, shirt and tie looking all executive and important.
Underneath the suit though he is wearing silk panties with stockings and suspenders.

He has called you into his office, you wonder what he wants?

 

[Lemmetri]

Oh the ideas that come to mind! I have not had time to write an imaginative response to this thread but I know someone here will have some ideas.

 

[cubbyfire04]

Traveling for work next week. Would love to bump into an older (late 50's, early 60's), masculine business man. Put together, but burly and powerful. S&P hair and manicured beard. Hair on his chest, bulge in his dress slacks. Drinking good whiskey at a hotel bar, watching football. He's open to small talk but no-nonsense. Has a firm voice, but is kind. He can read me like a book and knows I'm into him.

Buys me a whiskey to match. We get more friendly with our chat, building tension but never really mentioning our desires. As the night winds down he plants a strong paw on my knee to say goodnight gently in my ear while he slides a room key to me with a room number written on a scrap of paper next to it. Winks and stands up to walk away. I act calm and finish my drink over the next 20 minutes while my heart races.

I decide to act and head to his room. I open the door and notice he's in the shower with the bathroom door open. His manly body lathered in soap, he glances through the glass to see I've obliged and slides the shower door open slightly. He turns his back to me, still scrubbing as I approach.

I undress and step in. Taking his wash cloth as he tries to get the middle of his back. I assist as his hands drop, letting me run my soapy hands all over him. I press my hard cock against him inadvertently as I wrap my arms around his body with both hands to begin soaping his chest and slight belly. I drop the washcloth as I reach for his cock. I still haven't seen it exposed, but I can feel it is substantial. Very thick, but only halfway erect. I caress his heavy balls and stroke him to full size.

He turns quickly and kisses me deeply. Pressing me against the shower wall. Our cocks smash against one another. His bigger than mine, he leans back. Our hips still forward to remain in contact as he soaps my hairy chest and body. He spins me around to press my chest against the wall. As he washes my back, he pulls my hips towards him and slides my feet apart a bit with his. Soaping my exposed hole and hanging balls.

As the water runs clear, he drops to his knees to bury his face aggressively between my cheeks. Tonguing my hole with abandon until it's well lubricated. One finger slides in as he bites my ass cheek. Using his other hand to spread my other cheek farther apart. Two fingers. Three. Leaving behind an excessive amount of saliva, he stands.

He presses his cock against my hole. The hot steam relaxing me, he enters slowly. Steadily, but firmly. I feel every inch of his cock as the warmth of his body tells me how close he is until I eventually feel his hips come in contact with my ass cheeks. He's all the way in.

He pushes in a bit further as he presses his weight against me. His chest enveloping my back as he kisses my neck and pinches my nipples without moving as I adapt to his size. He begins the journey. Pulling his hips back slowly until only the tip remains. Then back in. Each thrust a bit faster than the last as he reaches the perfect pace. Still kissing my neck.

The sound of his body slamming into mine muffles my moans and his. The intensity strengthens as he pulls his chest from me to squarely control my hips. I'm sure he's watching himself own me entirely. His moans turn to grunts as he begins to almost malfunction. Stopping abruptly as he's hilted, I feel the pulsing inside me. The throbs of his cock against my insides as he shakes and my knees quiver.

I can feel his warmth inside me intensify as I'm filled with his cum. The primal feeling has triggered my own climax. My untouched cock pumping streams of my own cum against the shower wall as he slowly withdrawals. He smacks my ass for good measure and turns me around for another kiss.

We quickly soap up once more and rinse off. We help each other towel off, wrap them around our waists, and head to the couch. A glass of whiskey waiting on each end table. He knew I'd come to his room. We clink our glasses and recover before moving things to the bed....