Pune Hotel Grindr Meet With Hairy 43yo Professor Random hotel hookup story

Pune Hotel Grindr Meet With Hairy 43yo Professor Random hotel hookup story

It was 8:30 pm. I was dead tired from a long day at work and then a flight from Bangalore to Pune. I was literally on my last ounce of energy as I checked into a swanky hotel booked by my company for the three-day business meet where I had to participate as a representative.

It was nothing demanding and felt more like a paid vacation. All I had to do was attend a few lectures, join a few sessions hosted by the organisers, and then present a report of my experience back to the company. Honestly I had the report prepared beforehand. Over the years I had gotten used to these so-called training sessions and knew exactly what to write.

So I was by myself, chilled and relaxed, ready to enjoy good food and hotel luxuries at company expense. As I entered the spacious room I parked my luggage in the corner, hopped onto the bed and heaved a sigh of relief. I laid there for a few minutes, flipped out my phone and as a matter of habit opened Grindr to check the profiles near me.

It was a thing I regularly practiced whenever I went someplace new. There is so much to know about a place from the type of profiles you see on Grindr. As I glanced through and chatted with a few I realised a blank profile had been sitting at fifty metres from me for a long time. Curious, I sent a Hi.

“Hello,” came the reply. “Where you at, you seem near,” I texted. “Yeah I am checked into the same hotel.” Fuck, that was where I had checked in tonight. This seemed interesting. “Hey me too. Which room are you at?” I asked without a thought. Stupid question, I know. Who shares such details without any info. But I was so horny.

No reply. Disappointed a bit I got to ordering my dinner when suddenly came a reply. “A-243.” “Wow you replied, I thought you ghosted me haha.” “No I just got a call. Where you at? Wanna meet?” “Really? You don’t even know me!” “Yeah it will be fun. Like a blind date.”

I thought for a while and then replied okay. We decided to meet in his room and talk. We agreed if we did not like each other we would amicably part and make no fuss. That seemed reasonable and I agreed to meet at 9 pm. I quickly freshened up, shaved a bit and got ready.

At 8:58 pm I was at his door and rang the bell. A man in his shorts in his late forties opened the door. But damn was he hot. About six feet in height he was a sharp looking man with fuzzy salt and pepper hair, a sharp hexagonal face, slight beard and moustache and strong well built shoulders.

He had nothing over his torso and that was what kept me glaring. Dark complexioned, probably South Indian, he was pretty fit for his age with slight abs and a lean athletic physique. And his chest hair. He had loads of it all over his torso and arms. Looking at his nipples glancing and peeking through the dense mat of chest hair I felt weak in my knees.

Beaming a wide smile he welcomed me inside. I smiled back and glided past him into his room. Taking a sniff as I walked past I realised he had a nice perfume on him as well. He was so tall I realised as me, a five-foot-seven guy, barely reached his chin. He invited me for a drink and made me sit on the sofa while he laid back on the adjacent bed.

I saw his hairy muscular thick legs and suddenly felt weirdly scared and humbled seeing a man this manly. “So what brings you here?” he asked. “Ah some business conference.” “Oh so you are here on a vacation?” he laughed and took a sip from his glass. I laughed back, responded in the affirmative and asked his purpose of visit.

“I am a historian by profession and here on a field trip to see the city through the lens of time into its hallowed past days.” We introduced each other. He was Sanjay, a forty-three year old professor in Delhi University while I introduced myself as Vivek, a twenty-five year old IT guy. “Oh you are so young!” “Yeah.” “I like young guys.”

I blushed. Looking directly into my eyes he asked, “Do you like older men?” As he spoke I saw his large hands place the glass on the bedside table and reach his groin to massage his dick over his shorts, all in front of me. Flabbergasted I just managed to say a weak yes and continued to stare at his hands massaging his dick, the outline of which was now slowly starting to form over his shorts while he shamelessly continued.

“Do you like what you are seeing Vivek?” “Yes.” “Call me sir.” “Yes sir,” I corrected myself and took a gulp down my throat. “Good. Do you want to help me by lending a hand?” “Yes… I mean yes sir.” Sanjay laughed and taking my hands in his placed them on his crotch. As I felt the outline of his dick in my hand a mild current passed down the back of my spine in excitement and I let out a gasp.

I now continued to massage his cock over his shorts while he smiled and looked at me. “Take it out Vivek.” “Okay sir.” I took out his dick from his shorts and was taken aback in complete shock at the humongous size of it. He had a massive eight inches and it was completely jet black. The striking part was it was immensely thick and girthy, so thick I had never seen in my seven years of blowing countless guys.

“You like what you see boy?” I managed to nod as I continued to wrap my hands around the shaft and stroke it up and down. I was now feeling thirsty for his dick and soon dropped down from the sofa onto my knees to approach him for a blowjob. But before I could place my lips on his pink dick head he stopped me abruptly with “Get nude first.”

I nodded and stood up. As if in a trance under his command I quickly dropped my pants and took off my shirt and came close and stood next to him, ready for his next command. “Good boy Vivek. You would make a nice bitch.” He smiled and continued, “Now turn around, bend down and show me your hole.”

I did as instructed. He sat up on the bed and held my ass cheeks with his hands and pulled them apart to properly disclose my hole. I have a bubbly ass. “Damn, you are smooth all over your body and ass. Why didn’t you shave your pubes then Vivek?” “Sorry sir, I forgot.” “Hmm, well then you need to be punished.”

Before I could realise he landed a good tight resounding slap on my ass that actually made me hurt and wince. I stood up and moved away from him. “Shhhh. Don’t. Come near me,” he said as he pulled me by my waist from behind and brought me closer to his face. “You did wrong and you need to be punished. Right?” I managed to squeak a weak yes. And before I knew another loud spank filled the corners of the room. This time I bore it well and did not move away.

“Good boy.” With this he stretched my ass cheeks apart again and spat on my hole. Massaging the saliva all across my crack he without any warning pushed in his middle finger and made me startle. “Arre!! Stand still.” “Sorry.” With this he continued to insert his finger treating me as if he owned my hole. I meanwhile stood facing the window, back to him, as he inspected my hole with all his attention.

After a minute or so he proclaimed me to be loose enough for him and ordered me to get onto the bed. I followed his command and got in a doggy position. Seeing me do that he laughed. “No boy, you are with me now. Cry or whine what you may, you are gonna get rough-fucked today.” I got scared for a moment and asked “What?” to which he replied, “I ain’t your lover,” and pushed me down onto the bed.

I was now face flat lying on the bed with my arms and legs stretched on all sides and he came on top of me before I knew it and started rubbing his dick on my ass crack. “Sir…..sir…..please sir,” I pleaded and tried to wrestle free but he was heavier and much stronger than me and kept my hands pinned on the bed. “Shhhh. Open up and try to enjoy. Don’t resist. I will take care of you boy.”

What relief he said that. But then his actions did not follow through. As I gave up struggling he moved his right hand to his dick and positioned it at the entrance to my hole, poking it in just a little. Now heaving the entire load of his body on my back and pinning me down on the bed by his sheer weight he pushed his dick into me slowly inch by inch.

The first few inches were tolerable but as soon as his dick was half buried into me the pain started searing up my spine and spread across my ass as he continued to push through. I could feel his rock hard dick gliding past my anal muscles, stretching them open and widening my hole as it continued to burrow into me.

With a lot of oooohs and aaaaahs I started to scream and cry and beg him to stop. After a point he covered my mouth with his hands to muffle my voice. This scared me a lot and I started to wrestle and wriggle out but he had hold of me tight and continued to plant kisses on my neck and ears and cheeks to calm me down.

As he continued to penetrate me and I was howling, after some time which seemed like centuries he stopped and now I could feel his balls lying on my ass. I finally heaved a sigh of relief as I realised he was now fully in. But the worst was yet to follow. Unlike how slowly he had entered me he in a quick slick motion pulled out his dick and then jammed it right into my hole all in one go.

I cried out and shrieked but all of it fell on deaf ears. And then before I knew the entire ordeal repeated itself. And again. And again and again till I now could feel his thrust rapidly coming in at periodic intervals, ramming his dick inside me and then before I could breathe out again pulling itself out of me in one quick go.

He was now effectively pounding me furiously with the expensive hotel bed creaking at his every hump and the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the entire hotel room in periodic intervals. Meanwhile the pain had subsided and a different kind of innate pleasure started arising within me at every of his humping so much so that in spite of myself I found myself moaning at every of his thrusts in unison.

Seeing my moans he gave out a laugh and started to rail me even harder and deeper. Leaving my hands from pinning me down he put his right arm around my neck and left arm at my chest as he held me from behind while continuing to fuck the shit out of me. I simply tried to say to him to be gentle with “Sir…..please…” but with every hit of his dick I was being sent to cloud nine that I forgot what I was about to say and simply closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasurable emotions emanating from within.

This continued for about five to six minutes after which he rolled over to one side and began to side-fuck me holding me tight against his body from behind. After another five to six minutes he pulled himself out completely and commanded me to get on top of him and ride him. I complied like an obedient bitch and soon was on top of him in a cowgirl position.

As I now started to ride his dick properly and went up and down on him I found my five inch dick, which I had completely forgotten about till now, was hard and dangling all around and jumping up and down with every of my motion. He smiled seeing all of that and made me feel so embarrassed looking at him in the eye. To stop my dick from dangling all about he grabbed it with his massive hands and before I knew it my body betrayed me and I found myself shooting ropes of cum all over his body and his chest and moaning away in unknown ecstasies.

I collapsed on top of him in that position totally spent out, his dick still lodged firmly in my hole. His hands hugged me from below and patted me on the back as he commended me with a “Good job.” I instantly felt happy and elated as I lay on my man’s chest with my face buried within the arch of his neck. For a couple of minutes till my orgasm subsided he continued to pat me like his boy and then with one brisk motion came up to sit on the bed and toppled me with him falling on top of me as we quickly shifted from cowgirl to missionary position with his hard dick still lodged into me.

“Vivek I am going to fuck you now,” he said looking into my eyes as I nodded in reply. Taking my legs on his shoulder he dropped down on top of me to fold me over and then suddenly started to hump me pretty hard and pretty fast. I knew he was now aiming to climax so in between vigorous movements and the rough fucking I held his face and pulling it close tried to kiss him.

He seemed to like that and so now leaving my legs to fall behind his back he swooped down to kiss me and wrapped me up in his arms in a loving embrace while continuing to vigorously fuck me from below. In return I wrapped my free legs tightly around his waist so much so that we were now pressed against each other so much that the only movements were that of his waist going back and forth in mid air breeding the hell out of me.

Stopping the kiss I wrapped my arms around him encouraging him to collapse on top of me with all his weight as our heads laid side by side in the arches of our neck. Moaning all the while I whispered into his ears, “Aaahh, daddy aaah, daddy, aahhh please breed me daddy.” That was it. With all my moans filling the room and now with my earnest request whispered into his ears he was easily tipped off the edge.

With a final deep hit of his pelvis I felt his dick throb with the flow of warm semen as he shot all his man juice all over the inside of my body grunting all the way till the end. My man was totally spent. He had done a wonderful job and it was now my time to pat him on the back while saying “Good job,” which I did. He laughed a little but stayed still on my body for a long long time after making love to me.

We freshened up sometime later and he invited me to spend the night with him which I did. After having a light dinner we then cuddled up next to each other, nude in bed and drifted off to sleep anxiously anticipating how we would make the best use of the next three days that we had with each other in this beautiful city of Pune.