Climbing the stairs...

One night I was driving to Leeds (UK) to visit some friends of mine. It was dark by the time I got near their house. I drove past the park near where they live, and there's a public toilet there. I was feeling horny, and hadn't stopped there before, so I thought I'd venture inside. So, I pulled the car into the car park and went in. I was disappointed to find no one in there. Oh, well, I thought, I'll just drive to my friends' house. As I was walking back to the car, I noticed someone standing a little way off from the toilets, near a tree. I looked at him. He was tall, broad, with short curly hair. I couldn't see him very well, but knew he was looking at me. So I watched him for a while, then got into my car. He got into a car nearby, so I waited for him to pull away. As I watched him through the rear view mirror, I saw him turn towards me and smile. That was it, I pulled out of the car park and took chase. He got ahead, and I almost lost him, but he'd pulled over to let me catch up. He turned off into a side street and parked in the driveway of a house. I stopped outside as he opened the front door. He stood there with the door open, then yelled in a casual way "Just leave it there, it'll be alright" as though we were old friends in case any neighbours heard. So inside was my first chance to get a good look at the guy. At first I was a little disappointed. he was older than I thought, mid 40's. His hair was dark brown with touches of grey. However, he was 6'3 and very muscular. "Hi" I said. "Hi" he said. Then he leaned down and kissed me, a long slow kiss on the lips. Jesus! He knew how to give a kiss! So, we talk a little; he was a university Lecturer. This got me really excited as I was at University at the time, and had crushes on several lecturers! He poured us a whisky each, and I called my friends to say I would be late - caught in traffic! He showed me through to his dining room, where there was a dying log fire lighting the room. There was only one chair in the dining room, a single leather chair. He sat down, and I sat on his lap. I'm 5'9 and slim, so I fitted rather well! We kissed again, and he put his had up my shirt and played with my nipples. I undid his shirt, and played with his in return. He undid my jeans and took out my 7" uncut dick, which was rock hard by now. He stroked it gently, then leant down to take it into his mouth. His tongue gently caressed my cock and foreskin, then pushed back my foreskin with his teeth, and took my cock right down his throat. I was getting too excited, so I slid off his lap, and knelt between his knees. I unbuckled his trousers, and pulled down his boxers to reveal a rock solid 10" dick. Man, it was beautiful. I never expected such a nice one on him for some reason, but it was majestic. A large, well defined purple mushroom head, on a thick shaft, and an ample foreskin that was so easy to wank... which I did. I returned the favour sucked his cock, first teasing the end of his foreskin with my teeth. I almost gagged on it! Well, before long, we were naked and on the floor infront of the fire. I looked up to see us both reflected in the patio window. I really didn't care at this point whether anyone could see us! Anyhow, we were 69ing with me on top, munching on each other's dicks! Then he slid out from under me, leaving me kneeling on the floor, supporting my body with my arms. He gently massaged my shoulder and back with his large hands, and then I felt a tickling sensation on my arse - his tongue! I'd never been rimmed before, and it was a great feeling, so firm and moist, and just exploring every inch of my hole. He carried on like this for ages, his bristles tickling my cheeks, and one hand firmly gripping my thigh to keep his face tight on my arsehole, the other wanking me off. Then I felt something firm against my hole... I just knew it was his cock! I left out a sigh and relaxed as he pushed into me. The pain was unimaginable, but beautiful at the same time. He pushed right into me, then wrapped his arms around my torso, which was very comforting. He started to gently rock back and forwards, and slowly the pain eased and the pleasure multiplied. First he did it slow, then he rocked more quickly, then slow again. I pushed him back and he withdrew. I turned over onto my back, lift my legs and let him enter me again. We fucked like this for a while, and he began to wank me until I came all over his hairy chest and my hairless chest. I licked the come from his chest, and he mine and then we kissed, sharing the taste of my cum in our mouths. He grabbed my dick again, which had stayed erect - there was no way that was going down! I wrapped my legs around his waist and gave him a squeeze, then pulled myself up to kiss him again. Somehow he just got to a crouching position, with my legs still wrapped around him, and stood up. At this point his cock was still up my arse, the weight of my body driving it even further inside me! He then carried me upstairs! How he managed it I don't know, but being gently fucked by the rhythm of being carried up the stairs was fantastic! He carried me into his bedroom, laid me on the bed and after a few more thrusts into me he came inside of me. A few strokes of my own dick and I came again. We crumpled onto the bed and held each other. Needless to say, I was very late getting to my friend's house. I had a relationship with the man for a couple of months, and we had more good time - as you can imagine!