Picked Up For Sex

Joe got picked up for sex.

Joe is a tall, well-built man with thick, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He has broad shoulders and a nice firm, round ass. Swagger exudes from him. Ladies love him. He knows exactly how to charm his way into their pants too. He really needn’t do much in the way of conversation with his naturally striking good looks. All he has to do is give them a knowing smirk, and their panties drop. Because of this, Joe is used to sex, lots and lots of sex, but never did he think he would be picked up for sex and used as a fuck toy.

Joe needed a ride, and he was about to get one.

One beautiful Fall day, a Thursday, Joe’s car broke down. Thursday is poker night for Joe and his friends, and there was no way he was going to miss it. He decided to hitchhike his way there. What could possibly go wrong?

Keep in mind Joe is a big, strong guy. His own personal safety rarely enters his mind. Being picked up to be used as a fuck toy never enters his mind… but it was about to happen…

My girlfriend Sheri and I, out for a drive, saw Joe on the side of the road with his thumb out. We’ve talked about a shared fantasy of using a guy like Joe as our fuck toy. As soon as we saw this sexy fucker on the side of the road, we smirked at one another; we knew he would soon be the one that we would seduce into fulfilling our fantasy. We stopped the vehicle, flashed him two big smiles, and said, “climb on in!”

Not knowing he was picked up for sex, Joe happily accepted the ride.

Moving from the passenger seat, Sheri climbed in the back with Joe. He looked a bit surprised but also slightly excited. She started chatting him up to get him nice and comfortable. Clueless that he had been picked up for sex, he told me where he was headed since I was driving, to which I replied, “That’s not where we’re going.”

“Excuse me?” Joe replied. Sheri pulled a gun out of her jeans pocket and pointed it at him. Joe’s eyes got big, and his mouth closed shut. Yes, that escalated quickly, but we didn’t want Joe to get away.

I drove us to a comfortable little cabin in the woods where Sheri and I sometimes vacation. We arrived, and Sheri instructed Joe to go ahead of us. She kept the gun pointed at his back. I then went ahead of them, opened the cabin door, and Sheri pulled Joe inside. I told Joe to strip off his clothes and build us a fire. Sheri and I giggled as we watched him nervously move kindling into the fireplace, placing logs on top. We poured ourselves some wine and waited until the fire was going strong to make our next move.

Joe was going to love being our fuck toy.

I told Joe to lie down on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, and he did so. Sheri grabbed some rope and tied his hands up over his head. Next, she tied his ankles up.  Joe kept asking, “what are you two going to do to me?”. Sheri and I said nothing and stripped off our clothes. Even though Joe was visibly nervous, his cock wasn’t; it was swelling and got rock hard for us – just as we had hoped. I was dripping wet and full of anticipation, so I sat on Joe’s face and started riding it hard. Just as wet and turned on, Sheri sat on his cock and started eagerly bouncing.  Sheri and I kissed and caressed while we brought ourselves to intense orgasms with our Fuck Toy as the tool. Thank you, Joe.

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