For those of you that have been asking who Sally is. In this series, Sally is my wife. Once this series is concluded, I’ll write an origin story of how Grant and Sally arrived at this stage of their lives.
I was getting quite the reputation in town, but it was with guys that wanted to fuck me.
Sally and I hadn’t decided when our first trip to the nightclub would be.
For those of you that have never seen Sally, let me tell you. She could get any cock she wanted.
She was a blonde fit woman. Tight little ass. Great set of tits. She prided herself on staying in shape.
Her kink started with me.
We walked that path together.
Visiting sites and telling each other stories to get each other off. Boy did it work!
She definitely had become more Domme as our relationship grew.
We had just finished up our morning chat, something we did every morning.
She would tease the fuck out of me then send me on my way.
She could do that with a “good morning you sexy cock sucker.”
I’d be instantly hard.
This morning I had a list of things to do. A honey do list. And no it wasn’t one of Sally’s.
I had to go to the hardware store and pick up some materials for a project I had planned on doing this summer.
I pulled up to the store in my SUV. Walked thru the sliding doors and headed for the lumber department.
There was always a lot of people in this store. It was mostly contractors and a few amateur home repair guys like me.
I had dressed the part that morning. I had on work jeans.
They had a few holes in them and had accumulated those stains that never come out in the wash.
A white T shirt capped off the look with a wind breaker pulled over top.
I walked to the back of the store. I must have had a confused look on my face. This older gentleman approached me. Introduced himself as Bill. He must have been in his sixties. He obviously took care of himself. But he did have a dad body. His hair was grey and thinning in areas.
“What can I help you with today…?” He waited for my name.
“Grant. My name is Grant.” I said.
“Great to meet you. So what can we get for you.”
I explained to him that I was working on a summer project and I needed to build a set of stairs off my deck.
He picked up his radio and turned his back to me and walked away while he chatted with someone. Sounded like it was the warehouse guy.
Bill turned back around and moved back in front of me.
“We have a number of variations on the steps back in the warehouse. Why don’t you come on back with me and check them out.”
“Sure,” I said.
He walked us back to the doors to the warehouse. I had peeked inside there a few times when I was at the store. They are the double swing doors that you see in most warehouses.
We walked fatih escort back to the office where the computer was. Bill talked as we walked. Asked if I went to a gym, because I looked in shape. I removed my jacket as we walked.
“I built my own gym during covid,” I said.
Bill thought that was a great idea. Something he planned to invest in when he had time.
We arrived at the office and walked in. One guy was sitting at the desk.
He was introduced as Greg. Greg was in his early 50’s. Typical warehouse guy. Thick thighs and broad shoulders.
He had on jeans and a work shirt. He got up half way, leaning over the desk to shake my hand.
I was holding my jacket in one hand when I reached out to shake his. I felt his hand wrap around mine and hold it while he stared at me with a grin.
He tilted his head to the side. “This is Owen. He runs the warehouse with me. You’ve already met Bill right Grant?”
I looked over my shoulder at Bill who was closing and locking the door. Then he moved back to the desk.
“You see Grant.”
Greg reached for my other wrist and when he squeezed it, I dropped my jacket on the floor.
He pulled me across the desk as he sat down.
My chest was pressed into the desk. My feet were on the floor but my heels were not making contact.
“What the fuck?” I looked around in a panic.
“We are friends of Graham. You know Graham right Grant?
We actually visit his club a lot. We mostly go for the young guys. But after seeing what you can offer, we were looking forward to meeting you.
Can you imagine how happy we were when Bill called us and told us you were in the store?”
Greg turned to Owen.
“Owen, why don’t you introduce Grant to your cock.”
I looked over to my left and watched as Owen unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.
It was a short cock, but thick. The head was cut and he was stroking it in front of my face.
Greg held my arms out, his fingers wrapped around my wrists.
“We can do these two ways Grant. Either you suck us all off by choice.
Or we will torment you until you beg us to fuck you.”
My eyes were wide and my cock was hardening in my pants.
“We would like to force you of course. That’s how we get off.” Greg said.
I opened my mouth to speak and Owen’s cock slid into my mouth.
He stepped in front of Greg, his hands went to the back of my head as Greg let go of my wrists.
In this position I could not pull back.
Owen was strong and he fucked my mouth hard.
My lips spread around his shaft and slid down until my nose was in his pubes.
The smell of sweat and musk filled my nostrils. as he kept me there fucking my mouth.
Bill reached around and unbutton my jeans. He slid them down to my ankles and fındıkzade escort parted my cheeks and spit on my star.
They heard me moaning against Owen’s cock. They started laughing.
“That didn’t take long did it guys?” Greg said.
Bill pulled his cock out and pressed it against my fuck hole.
He was much bigger. I felt his cock head pop my outer rim. My cock was pressed against the desk and leaking.
I felt his hand push my shirt up. the buttons of my shirt popped.
I could feel the cool desk calendar against my chest now.
I screamed out as he slid in deep. His hand coming down on my ass slapping it.
“No one is going to hear you scream in here Grant.” Bill said.
I could feel Owen’s cock throbbing against my tongue. One of his hands had slid up and had gripped my hair as he face fucked me.
Bill had now settled into a slow but steady fuck of my ass.
His hand rested on the small of my back keeping me pressed against the desk.
My moans got louder as I succumbed to the slut inside me.
The vein in my neck was starting to pop as Owen’s fat cock head slid into my throat.
I was being ragged dolled on the warehouse desk. I could feel my ass loosening up to Bill’s continued assault.
Then I felt it. Or sensed it. Owen was close. His grip on my hair became tighter.
He pulled me harder onto his cock. Then the cum started spilling into my mouth. I closed my lips around his shaft. Milking the cum from his cock.
Moaning as he slowed his thrusts and pulled his cock from my mouth.
A strand of cum shot against my cheek then dripping on the desk.
Greg started unbuttoning his jeans and unzipping his pants. He pulled his cock out.
My eyes widened. He must have been the biggest of the three. At least 8 inches long. He pulled the foreskin back from the head as he stroked. He watched as Bill thrusts harder. Holding his cock in my ass longer. Then he laid on top of me and started to grind. I knew he wasn’t far from cumming.
I pushed back on him as I watched Greg’s cock grow in his hand.
Bill reached up and squeezed my neck as he started cumming in my ass.
I heard his groan and then his weight lifting off of me. His cock slid from my ass.
I could feel his cum dripping out.
I placed my hands on the desk and started to get up.
“Oh your not done yet Grant.” Greg said.
“Now that Bill has lubed your ass, I want you to come over here and slide that well stretched cunt of yours, down on my cock.”
I looked over at Owen and he nodded. “You heard the man.” Owen said.
I stood up. My pants around my ankles. I worked my way over to the other side of the desk and stood in front of him.
I could feel his hands reach out and grab my hips. Pulling me slowly güngören escort back until I could feel his cock pressed against my fuck hole.
“Push my cock into your cummy cunt Grant.”
I reached back, feeling his hand then taking his cock in mine. Guiding it to my hole. Owen and Bill watched. Owen was already getting hard again.
I slid down slowly on Greg’s massive cock.
Even though I had been fucked, I still felt the burn of his thick cock slide thru Bill’s cum and deep into my ass.
I reached for the arms of the chair as I felt a hand on my cock. It was Greg’s.
He started stroking me.
“Bounce on my cock Grant.” Greg said.
The combination of his words and his hands on my cock had me wanting to do anything to get off.
I started bouncing. Greg just held my cock. I was jacking myself off while I was fucking his cock.
Greg could tell when I was about to cum and he’d squeeze my cock hard until it subsided.
My head was hanging, bouncing as I bounced harder. I felt a hand in my hair. Then my head was lifted and there was Bill’s cock in front of my lips. The same cock that had just fucked me.
“Open your mouth Grant.” Bill said.
I opened it and he slid his cock in.
“You don’t get to cum unless you have a cock in your mouth. He grinned at me.
I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. Jacking him off as I sucked him.
I heard Greg grunting behind me. His free hand went to my hip. His fingers dug in and he started to fuck back.
I clamped my ass each time I bottomed out which made him moan more.
It wasn’t long before I felt his cock twitch and pump his load into my fuck hole.
I moaned on Bill’s cock as I felt his warm cum filling me.
Greg jerked me faster, I felt myself losing control.
That’s when I felt Bill’s hand on the back of my head. His cock sliding down my throat as he started cumming. My cock exploded at the same time shooting my cum all over my stomach and chest.
I felt Bill’s cock slide from my mouth as he stepped back. He pulled up his jeans. He leaned over and kissed me. “Thanks for the fuck Grant.”
I felt a slap on my ass. “You can get that cunt of yours off my cock now Grant.” Greg said.
I slowly slipped off his huge cock and stepped to the side. He stood up and pulled his pants back up. Stuffing his cum covered cock back into his jeans.
“I’ll have a reminder of you when I take these boxers off tonight Grant.” Greg grinned.
I bent to pull up my pants and shorts.
I felt a slap on my ass.
“Thanks for the blowjob Grant.” Owen said.
Bill unlocked the door and handed me my jacket.
“You might need this, you know to cover up the cum stains on your shirt.”
Bill said as he laughed.
I pulled my jacket on and Bill escorted me back out to the store.
“We’ll have your order delivered Grant. We made a copy of your drivers license.”
He smiled as he headed back into the warehouse.
I made my way back to my SUV. I must have been a sight for sore eyes. I was walking like I had a bad back. Little did they know, the cum was still leaking from my ass.