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(MM, exh, 1st- gay-expr, oral) *** Although I consider myself straight, I did go through a time during my early 20's when I experimented a little. This is a story of my first and still most interesting bi encounter. I had been drinking alone at a relatively well known, if not popular, pub in the city of Adelaide. After five or six drinks, I got to the point where I was getting more tired than drunk. At about 1am I decided to call it a night, and went looking for a taxi. In a small but still populated city square, someone called out to me. Half expecting someone I knew and being drunk at the time I considered ignoring them. "Want a smoke mate?" I looked over and saw a man in his early 30's sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette. He was dark, with short black hair, unshaven, though not in a scruffy way, and tall. Taller than me at least. I must only be 5' 7" at most and quite slim, with short fair hair. He held out the pack to me and even though I had been trying (sort of) to quit, I took one and sat down. "How's it going?" I said, "Warm night isn't it? Had a few?" I always want to know how drunk people are. He laughed, "No not too pissed, got to drive you know." We talked for a while, though I can't remember exactly what we talked about. I should mention that he never gave me his name, or if he did I don't remember it. He then offered me a lift. After some quiet deliberation I figured it would be ok. Although not drunk I was a bit tipsy, and I figured he was harmless enough. So we got into the car and went for a drive. I didn't immediately tell him where I lived, so we just drove around for a bit, with no destination in mind. At some point he told me he was bi-sexual. "Not a problem" I said, "different strokes and all." I had been thinking about guys myself recently, but was still on the fence. I wasn't sure if I wanted this to go anywhere or not. I have always had an incredibly sensitive arsehole and nipples, I've been shoving things up my butt as far back as I can remember. As he was talking about fucking guys, I was thinking - No, not me, maybe, I don't know. And all the while my little tits were getting hard and itchy. This all happened a few years ago and I don't remember the subject of conversation. But for some reason, I'm still not sure why, a forbidden element maybe, I began to get incredibly horny. As we drove along a coastal road I couldn't help myself but lift my hands up under my t-shirt, grab my swollen nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and squeeze and pull. I looked over to see if he was looking, he wasn't, so I twisted and pulled again, the pleasure intense. My penis began to swell; it didn't get hard but became very thick and sensitive against my leg. Suddenly he pulled over, the car facing the sea, blocks of illuminated units behind us. He had seen what I was doing. He looked me long in the eyes, and as I gave no resistance, leaned over and with both hands he grabbed my pronounced buds roughly, squeezed them, and then began to shake them up and down. Hard he shook them, then lifted my shirt up and slapped them. I cried out, he studied my reaction, and then slapped them harder. He grabbed each of my long nipples, and gave them a hard twist which made me arch my back and moan loudly, then started the car and drove off again. "I can't believe how sensitive they are," he said in astonishment. "Yeah, they've always been like that, but no one's ever turned me on like that though. Using only my nipples." I had one hand up my shirt, the other rubbing my pulsing hard on, "Lift it up again," he said. I grabbed my t-shirt and lifted it over my chest, and up under my chin. My smooth chest and large erect nipples felt very exposed. I felt so horny at that moment, exposing myself, having some strange guy abusing me, with anyone driving past being able to see, (and there were a few). I began to pant, he began talking dirty, calling me a slut and a faggot whore, while he deliberately hurt my tit's. I squealed and loved it. "I want to fuck you," he barked. "Show me your arsehole." I immediately began taking my shoes off, then realising it wasn't practical in the front seat, moved to the back and stripped there. I yanked off my shoes and socks. My jeans easily came down to my ankles, but I had to get them off. I wanted no restrictions. Soon I was naked from the waist down, and as we drove along he spied me in the rear view mirror. I began to masturbate for him. He moved the mirror so we could both see. "Don't cum," he said. I shook my head, put my feet on the shoulders of each front seat, lifted up my hips, spread my knees, and watched myself in the mirror as my pink anus palpitated in and out. Cars drove past, one honked; I was gasping and almost came from the thrill of it. The car stopped suddenly. "Don't you cum bitch, I want to see it." "Quickly then," I breathed hoarsely. "In the front seat, where I can keep an eye on you." I clambered into the front seat and stripped off my shirt, leaving me totally naked. "Find somewhere quick, if someone sees us..." "If someone sees you, you mean," he laughed. Very soon we came to a public tennis court with a car park. He wanted to fuck me. And I wanted him to fuck me. But he didn't have a condom. "Get one from a servo" I said, but no, he was too horny and couldn't wait. "Fuck my face then, you can't cum in my mouth though, only over my chest. Use my mouth as a cunt or a boy's arsehole or whatever you prefer, and I'll make you come over my big nipples with my hands." "You got it bitch." I crawled out of the car, naked and hard and shivering, wanting this big man to fuck me, use me, and pleasure himself with my body. The headlights were still on, and I felt extremely visible. I knelt in front of the car with my mouth open, horny out of my mind, quaking with anticipation. He came up and unzipped his pants; he was big. I gasped, and for the first time since we met, just an hour ago, I had second thoughts. His member was long and fat, with a large slick bulbous head, and stood almost vertical. I knew immediately I was going to have trouble with it. Without warning, let alone finesse he shoved it into my mouth. My gasp was cut short. The head was hard and smooth as it slid past my lips, the shaft hot and rippling. He grabbed my head and began fucking my mouth. I reached behind and spread my cheeks; my anus undulated with each thrust. I could feel my sphincter gape and push out of my body. His onslaught was relentless, and thick wads of saliva smeared my cheeks, chin and dripped from my mouth. I tried to moan. Then I felt his fingers seek out the protrusions of my nipples. They had never been so swollen and long and hard. I felt him grasp them. He held them hard as he fucked my face. I had never felt, and never thought that I could feel so exposed, so naked. All inhibitions were gone. It's hard to describe the feeling that went through me, from my nipples to my hard cock and quivering anus, like a taste or aroma that's almost overpowering, to the brink of pain. He used my nipples like reins as he pumped my mouth with steady deliberate rhythm. "Yes slut, you like that, slut? Fuck it, fuck my cock, move your slutty mouth cunt over my cock." I spread my butt cheeks wider and slid four fingers, two from each hand, inside. It was wet and hot, and pulsed with its own orgasmic rhythm. He let go of my engorged nipples, grabbed me by the hair again, and brutally rammed his rod into my face, until he groaned and began to cum. I struggled free and took his cock with both hands. I held it to my chest, and began beating it as the beautiful warm liquid sprayed over my nipples. It's musky aroma hit me, and sent a shivering spasm down to my gaping hole, which suddenly throbbed into orgasm. Overcome by lust I moaned and took his still rock hard cock into my mouth again, as my own cum spurted onto the ground. Seeing that I was cumming, he gripped my nipples firmly in his hands. He shook them and pulled them to the point that I was nearly lifted off the ground, "Cum bitch, cum!" Over and over he said it, as I screamed within a pain or pleasure rapture. One hand a blur over my hard dick that was cumming like it was pissing, the other stuffed halfway into my dilated arsehole. His still pulsing organ stifling my cries. After about a minute or two of this I was spent, and very nearly collapsed. He then knelt down beside me and stroked my hair, "Was that ok?" he smiled. I just smiled back and nodded. We got back into the car; I put my t-shirt back on, but was still naked otherwise. I continued to stroke myself as he drove me home. At one point he asked me to give him head again, as he got turned on by watching me, I complied and this time it was more gentle. Taking the time to savour the muskiness of his thick cock. He came quickly; I pulled him out of my mouth and jerked him into my hand. Then rubbed the spicy cum over my tender nipples. Before long I was naked again and I asked him to finger fuck my arsehole. My nipples and dick got a good workout but I still needed him to butt- fuck me. He parked in a suburban street. It was 3 in the morning so there was no traffic on the road. Naked I got out of the car, and lay spread legged on the bonnet as he pounded my hole with his thick fingers, and I quickly masturbated to another orgasm. We hurried back inside and he took me home. It was an incredibly intense experience, one of the most intense I've had in my life. But for all that, we thanked each other, went our separate ways, and never saw each other again. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 37