Chipped
Slut
- Joined
- May 12, 2005
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I went to meet friends at someone's lake house and left work a bit later than I wanted to on Friday night. I got to the little town and needed something to eat before getting to the lake house. I knew there would be heavy drinking and wanted to eat first. I went to the town bar that we go to when we're there, sat at the bar and ordered a burger. Next to me was a local we always see but I never met or talked to him. He was wearing a cheap looking suit so in my head, I knick-named him Cheap Suit Tod. He had sandy brown hair and dark eyes. I placed him around 35 years old or so. His suit and shirt were un-buttoned revealing a slender gold cross on his hairy chest.
He struck up a conversation, which is difficult for me but that's another story. He was quite chatty and personable and I lost track of time. He had a few drinks to my one and he told me was bi.
Next thing I know, I'm in his bed at his house. He's standing at the foot of the bed and doing a strip for me. He was hairy, well built, and HUNG. He had a massive amout of condoms in the drawer. Totaly hot! Totaly hot body! Totaly hot "sports sex!"
I wake up Saturday morning spooned with his hairy chest against my back and his had holding my balls. WHAM BAM THANK YOU SAM and I'm on my way to the cottage. I make my appologiesto my friends for being so late and continue to have a great day sunning, swimming and smiling!
That evening, we all make a beer run back in town and there's Cheap Suit in the check out line. He's with his friends, I'm with mine. He's wearing jeans, flip-flop sandles and an open shirt again sporting the thin gold cross and his hairy chest. Not a word was spoken between us, just a nod to each other and we go separate ways. Our night was random, slutty, and completely satisfying.
Call me a slut if you will but it's now Monday morning and I still have a large grin on my face.
He struck up a conversation, which is difficult for me but that's another story. He was quite chatty and personable and I lost track of time. He had a few drinks to my one and he told me was bi.
Next thing I know, I'm in his bed at his house. He's standing at the foot of the bed and doing a strip for me. He was hairy, well built, and HUNG. He had a massive amout of condoms in the drawer. Totaly hot! Totaly hot body! Totaly hot "sports sex!"
I wake up Saturday morning spooned with his hairy chest against my back and his had holding my balls. WHAM BAM THANK YOU SAM and I'm on my way to the cottage. I make my appologiesto my friends for being so late and continue to have a great day sunning, swimming and smiling!
That evening, we all make a beer run back in town and there's Cheap Suit in the check out line. He's with his friends, I'm with mine. He's wearing jeans, flip-flop sandles and an open shirt again sporting the thin gold cross and his hairy chest. Not a word was spoken between us, just a nod to each other and we go separate ways. Our night was random, slutty, and completely satisfying.
Call me a slut if you will but it's now Monday morning and I still have a large grin on my face.