The Lift.

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The Lift.The weather had taken a definite turn for the worse. It looked as if I was going to get a good soaking before I reached the place I planned to camp for the night.Rather boldly I had already dispensed with my trousers and was now walking along in my (very nearly) opaque tights- one of my more sissy pairs, with a design not unlike sequins. I’d reasoned that roads, always quiet round here would be close to deserted in early Autumn. A few cars had passed, leaving me to wonder if the drivers had noticed what I was wearing- maybe even checked out my rear end. A delicious shudder passed through me at the thought.To tell the truth the sky was by now so threatening such thoughts were in danger of being pushed from my mind. I heard a car approaching me from behind and moved to the side of the road. The car passed me rather slowly and drew to a halt about ataşehir escort fifty yards up the road.”Oh shit” I thought, well and truly busted here. As I drew level with the car I saw that the driver was rather an elderly looking gentleman, small and neat in appearance. “Want a lift, looks like a storm is on the way?”. “Please” I replied, thinking it seemed somehow easier than saying no- and the rain seemed imminent.I got in and fastened my seatbelt, again acutely aware of what I was wearing. We set off and amid the general small talk I noticed the man taking frequent glances at my thighs, the skin almost visible through the taut material. “I like those ” he said, nodding towards my legs. “Yeah” was all I could muster in reply. “I would think a guy dressed like that must be looking for some fun” he added. “What sort of üsküdar escort fun” I replied, playing the innocent. “I think you know” came the response, at the same time he placed his hand on my thigh and gave it a squeeze. Then he took it away for a moment only to put it back, stroking my thigh then straying to my now rapidly hardening cock. Without warning he suddenly pulled the car off the road, came to a halt and said “here’s a good place”. Once we were stopped he took my (slightly shaking) and placed it on the large bulge in his trousers. “Get him out” I whispered, my voice hoarse with lust. He immediately obliged and I was presented with the sight of long, thin cock which looked good enough to eat.I leaned over and ran my tongue along the slit, eliciting a low sigh from my new found lover. I licked the length of his shaft çekmeköy escort as he lowered his trousers completely out of the way. I promptly buried my face in his hairy groin, kissing and licking anything I could reach with my tongue and lips. “Ooh that feels sooo good” he gasped. “It tastes good too” I whispered. He drew my head up and kissed me passionately, forcing his tongue it seemed halfway down my throat. He then kissed my neck and bit my ear, making me yelp. “Suck me some more”, more of a command than a request but I eagerly complied. His cock by now was a stiff rod, like an iron bar. I sucked greedily on it, aware of the degree to which I was moaning and slobbering as I anticipated tasting his load.His cum hit the back of my throat with little warning and great force. “Swallow it” he again ordered, I had little choice in the matter, tasting his cum with it’s uniquely delicious and at the same time bitter taste. “That’s a good little fairy” he said with a hint of cruelty. We then spent an hour or so kissing and cuddling and stroking. “Want to come back to my place and continue with this?” How could I refuse?

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