A story perhaps inspiring by some of our trolling for pussy sites, such as Bush Hunter for example. Everyone is on the prowl for sex, but this dude sees to have a secret weapon in his quest, as he’s discovered the element of surprise works best in an unexpected hunting ground…

John found his prey.

Her back arched, her breasts thrust forward, her breath gasping from her soft lips, she moved with uninhibited delirium.

In a club surrounded by gays, she naively believed she was safe from the attentions of men.

She was wrong.

He went to her slowly, pausing just out of reach. Her eyes opened and widened, her breath tumbling from her lips.

John smiled.

Without a word, he held out his hand.

Her eyes darkened with arousal and with only the slightest hesitation she took it.

Triumph surging through him, he pulled her out of the club and back to his lair.

She tried to kiss him, but he spun her around, his teeth sinking into the cords of her neck as his hands jerked her pants open.

Her pussy was very wet and the feel of her made his dick twitch with anticipation.

He slid his fingers inside her, thrusting them deep.

Her breath was coming in gasps now.

She writhed shamelessly, whimpering when he pulled his fingers free to remove her shirt and bra.

He played her nipples with one hand and moved the other between her legs, teasing her clit.

He wanted her so aroused she would beg for his rock hard nine inches.

He loved it when they begged.

“Please,” she whimpered, arching against his hands.

“Please what?” he asked, sliding his tongue over the sensitive skin below her ear.

“Please,” she gasped, “give me your cock and make me come,”

She was naked and on her back in the blink of an eye. With his hands on her thighs he spread her wide and thrust deep, loving the wet, desperate clasp of her body. She came violently and as he thrust relentlessly inside her, he kissed her, using her mouth to muffle his own ecstatic groans.