I hope you get to enjoy an experience soon then.I have never had actual sex with a woman, but on many occasions I dreamed of having it. So I guess I am out of this competition.
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This from my blog, a recount of a night where my ex and I were engaging in some light sub/dom play. It's probably over the word count, but I wanted to share it anyway because I still get chills when I think about this night:
It was pitch black behind the blindfold that Mel had put over my eyes. I was in her bed, with my arms above my head, handcuffed to her headboard. I was completely naked, and my cock was slowly becoming engorged as the excitement and anxiety from being blind folded began to turn me on.
I felt Mel's soft hands feeling all over my body starting from my chest, to my abdomen, and down to my ankles. Her hands them moved up towards my inner thigh, which made me breathe sharply as I felt the jolt from her hands touching my inner thighs go right to my scrotum, which was hanging as my heavy balls throbbed along with my growing penis. I moaned her name as I felt her hands brush past my testicles, and made their way to my cock.
I felt a warm, wet sensation on the head of it as she began to suck my dick while slowly stroking the skin around my shaft. I bit my lip and groaned as she began to milk me. The feeling of being sucked made me want to run my fingers through her hair, but my hands were firmly restrained, which made my leg shake.
I felt her hand wrap around my hanging balls, and she pulled them towards her as I could feel my left testicle being sucked into her mouth. I let out a moan and a "Yes...oh yes right there babe" as Mel began to suck my balls. At this point, my cock was stiff as an iron rod, and it flexed and slapped against my stomach as Mel's sucking of my balls intensified, as she applied more pressure, making me yell with delight.
She then cupped my balls, now completely soaked from her mouth, and lifted them up to expose my ass hole to her. I gasped as I felt her tongue begin to invade me. I growled as I wanted to stroke my cock so badly, but I couldn't. All I could do is lay there while the woman who would later become my fiancée probed, licked, and borderline fucked my ass with her long wet tongue.
After being devoured by her, she let go of my balls and let them plop back down between my legs. I then felt her hover over me, and she worked her way up to my face. I could smell the sweet musk of her wet pussy over my face, and she then sat down on my face.
"Eat", she commanded. I then began to to swirl my tongue around, feeling the familiar folds of her pussy until I found her clit. I began to feast on her, slurping and sucking the juices out of her as my tongue made love to her pussy. She rode my face for what seemed like hours.
I released her pussy from my mouth and begged for her ass hole. She shifted her hips up and hovered her ass hole over my mouth, and I promptly began to burrow my tongue in her. She yelled and gripped my hair, as I pushed my tongue into her ass. The taste made me grunt, and the torture of not being able to get my hands on her made me dig as deeply as I could into her.
I felt her hand reach back to stroke my stiff cock, and I couldn't take it anymore. I begged her to fuck me.
She got up off of me, and once again I felt her hover over me, but this time I could feel her positioning herself over my cock. She grabbed it, and I could feel the soaking wet opening of her pussy begin to push its way down onto the swollen head of my longjohn.
We both let out a moan as we became one, and she slowly rocked her hips up and down until I was completely in. She leaned over, and began to kiss and lick my lips. I bucked my hips up and growled, because I wanted to rip off the hand cuffs, grab her hips and pound her like an animal. She pushed her hands on my chest, sat up right, and began to rock back and forth on my cock, gliding and grinding away. Meanwhile, the head of my cock was pressed against the deep spot of her vagina, and I yelled as the friction intensified. She was fucking the shit out of me.
She continued to use me as her personal fucktoy, riding to repeated orgasms. I was going crazy from not being able to move my hands and not being able to see. I begged her to take the blindfold off and to free me because I was going to deep stroke her through the mattress. She refused, and reached back to grab my balls, which were covered in her cream and juices. She squeezed them, making me yell loudly. She then began to grind again, with my balls firmly in her grip. My toes began to curl as the combination of pleasure and the pressure from her grip on my balls drove me mad.
I told her that she "is gonna make me nut, babe fuck!". She responded with a low and guttural "yes...". She then released my balls from her grip, which caused me to gasp. I could then feel her begin to lift up into a squatting position. She then took my blindfold off, and I could see her beautiful brown body squatting over my cock, her tits and hard nipples hanging, her hands pressed onto my chest.
She took a deep breath, and then slammed her pussy down on my cock. She yelled, and slapped my chest and said "your fucking long dick!"
She then lifted herself up again and slammed down onto me, this time my body shuddered. She lifted herself up again and began to repeatedly slam down onto me, each time seemingly harder than the last. I was at her mercy, as both of us started to yell and moan.
My balls began to pull up towards my body as her pussy continued to pound my cock. I began to squirm as I knew that I was at my limit.
"Babe, I'm going to fucking nut. Get off I'm going to fucking nut!" I yelled.
She ignored my cries, as she was focused on slamming herself down onto me. The look in her eye was something I had never seen from her before: she seemed possessed, as she was no longer thinking and her body was moving on its own.
My cock began to stiffen up to max capacity, as I felt the tingle in my now high and tight balls and in my abdomen: it was the point of no return.
I let out a roar as my cock began to let out burst after burst of semen, as she slammed down her pussy onto my pumping hard dick. She yelled loudly as she dropped down onto me one last time, and held it there as my dick continued to pump inside of her. She collapsed on top of me, as my orgasm began to end. We both laid there breathing heavily, my mind was racing.
She lifted her hips as my cock slipped out of her pussy, as clumps and globs of my semen poured out of her.
We laid there in silence. Neither of us knew what to say.
I had just erupted in her pussy.
It was pitch black behind the blindfold that Mel had put over my eyes. I was in her bed, with my arms above my head, handcuffed to her headboard. I was completely naked, and my cock was slowly becoming engorged as the excitement and anxiety from being blind folded began to turn me on.
I felt Mel's soft hands feeling all over my body starting from my chest, to my abdomen, and down to my ankles. Her hands them moved up towards my inner thigh, which made me breathe sharply as I felt the jolt from her hands touching my inner thighs go right to my scrotum, which was hanging as my heavy balls throbbed along with my growing penis. I moaned her name as I felt her hands brush past my testicles, and made their way to my cock.
I felt a warm, wet sensation on the head of it as she began to suck my dick while slowly stroking the skin around my shaft. I bit my lip and groaned as she began to milk me. The feeling of being sucked made me want to run my fingers through her hair, but my hands were firmly restrained, which made my leg shake.
I felt her hand wrap around my hanging balls, and she pulled them towards her as I could feel my left testicle being sucked into her mouth. I let out a moan and a "Yes...oh yes right there babe" as Mel began to suck my balls. At this point, my cock was stiff as an iron rod, and it flexed and slapped against my stomach as Mel's sucking of my balls intensified, as she applied more pressure, making me yell with delight.
She then cupped my balls, now completely soaked from her mouth, and lifted them up to expose my ass hole to her. I gasped as I felt her tongue begin to invade me. I growled as I wanted to stroke my cock so badly, but I couldn't. All I could do is lay there while the woman who would later become my fiancée probed, licked, and borderline fucked my ass with her long wet tongue.
After being devoured by her, she let go of my balls and let them plop back down between my legs. I then felt her hover over me, and she worked her way up to my face. I could smell the sweet musk of her wet pussy over my face, and she then sat down on my face.
"Eat", she commanded. I then began to to swirl my tongue around, feeling the familiar folds of her pussy until I found her clit. I began to feast on her, slurping and sucking the juices out of her as my tongue made love to her pussy. She rode my face for what seemed like hours.
I released her pussy from my mouth and begged for her ass hole. She shifted her hips up and hovered her ass hole over my mouth, and I promptly began to burrow my tongue in her. She yelled and gripped my hair, as I pushed my tongue into her ass. The taste made me grunt, and the torture of not being able to get my hands on her made me dig as deeply as I could into her.
I felt her hand reach back to stroke my stiff cock, and I couldn't take it anymore. I begged her to fuck me.
She got up off of me, and once again I felt her hover over me, but this time I could feel her positioning herself over my cock. She grabbed it, and I could feel the soaking wet opening of her pussy begin to push its way down onto the swollen head of my longjohn.
We both let out a moan as we became one, and she slowly rocked her hips up and down until I was completely in. She leaned over, and began to kiss and lick my lips. I bucked my hips up and growled, because I wanted to rip off the hand cuffs, grab her hips and pound her like an animal. She pushed her hands on my chest, sat up right, and began to rock back and forth on my cock, gliding and grinding away. Meanwhile, the head of my cock was pressed against the deep spot of her vagina, and I yelled as the friction intensified. She was fucking the shit out of me.
She continued to use me as her personal fucktoy, riding to repeated orgasms. I was going crazy from not being able to move my hands and not being able to see. I begged her to take the blindfold off and to free me because I was going to deep stroke her through the mattress. She refused, and reached back to grab my balls, which were covered in her cream and juices. She squeezed them, making me yell loudly. She then began to grind again, with my balls firmly in her grip. My toes began to curl as the combination of pleasure and the pressure from her grip on my balls drove me mad.
I told her that she "is gonna make me nut, babe fuck!". She responded with a low and guttural "yes...". She then released my balls from her grip, which caused me to gasp. I could then feel her begin to lift up into a squatting position. She then took my blindfold off, and I could see her beautiful brown body squatting over my cock, her tits and hard nipples hanging, her hands pressed onto my chest.
She took a deep breath, and then slammed her pussy down on my cock. She yelled, and slapped my chest and said "your fucking long dick!"
She then lifted herself up again and slammed down onto me, this time my body shuddered. She lifted herself up again and began to repeatedly slam down onto me, each time seemingly harder than the last. I was at her mercy, as both of us started to yell and moan.
My balls began to pull up towards my body as her pussy continued to pound my cock. I began to squirm as I knew that I was at my limit.
"Babe, I'm going to fucking nut. Get off I'm going to fucking nut!" I yelled.
She ignored my cries, as she was focused on slamming herself down onto me. The look in her eye was something I had never seen from her before: she seemed possessed, as she was no longer thinking and her body was moving on its own.
My cock began to stiffen up to max capacity, as I felt the tingle in my now high and tight balls and in my abdomen: it was the point of no return.
I let out a roar as my cock began to let out burst after burst of semen, as she slammed down her pussy onto my pumping hard dick. She yelled loudly as she dropped down onto me one last time, and held it there as my dick continued to pump inside of her. She collapsed on top of me, as my orgasm began to end. We both laid there breathing heavily, my mind was racing.
She lifted her hips as my cock slipped out of her pussy, as clumps and globs of my semen poured out of her.
We laid there in silence. Neither of us knew what to say.
I had just erupted in her pussy.
I won’t take away from the stories here - some are good but is the 600 word limit going to eliminate some of these? Some of these are VERY novel like.
It was made clear from the beginning that the limit is 600 words.
It was made clear from the beginning that the limit is 600 words.
I finished this story before I read the rules more carefully, and was a little dismayed when I read that the limit was 600 words. Then I saw that a lot of the stories were going over that limit, so I'm going to post twice. Once an excerpt that is right around 600 words, and then I'll post the entire story immediately afterward.
This is a true story (okay, maybe 95% true).
Here's the excerpt.
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It was a typical older NYC building rooftop, covered in black paint and with a few square structures built into the top, one being the casing fo the door itself, the other two presumably for electrical and maybe a toolshed. But the most remarkable thing that struck my mind as soon as I stepped out into the open was, it was NOT the tallest building on the block. I was standing with my new bud totally naked and erect, and within clear view of several other taller buildings.
I cautiously walked around, checking out the view. The structures on the roof provided some cover from some buildings, but there was nowhere on the roof where we would be totally hidden from all of them. I started to feel a little anxious. But although I was nervous, I also found it an immense turn-on.
“What do you think?” he said. I looked at him and smiled, and said nothing, but my hard dick took that moment to release a long heavy string of precum that touched the surface of the roof before detaching from my cockhead. We looked at each other for a moment, then he led me around one of the structures where we were still visible to one of the buildings, but at least it was further away than the ones on the other side. “Now, where were we?” he said coyly, while drizzling more lube onto his hardon. I looked him in the eye, smiled, and turned around. I bent over and put my hands on my knees. He stepped up behind me and sank his cock back into my hole.
He continued the languid pace we had been going at back in his apartment. I was facing out toward the building across the way, and I wondered if anyone was looking out their window. Here I was, buck naked on a rooftop in the middle of Manhattan, just a stone’s throw away from Central Park, with my ass full of cock. The fear of getting caught was sky high, but the eroticism of the situation was even higher.
He started to pick up the pace. He was going at a good moderate clip now, fucking me deep and hard. I was rock hard and my precum was forming a small puddle underneath me. His cock inside me felt fantastic, and my worries about the risk of the situation fell back into my subconscious and I started to meet his thrusts, driving his cock deeper into me.
We were going at it like this for about 15 minutes, then I felt him really pick up his pace and drive into me harder. He stiffened, and then I felt him start to unload. He came hard, filling me up with his semen. I wasn’t really close yet, but I consoled myself with the thought that the experience was hot enough, I didn’t need to cum. As if reading my mind, he pulled me into his chest, his cock still firmly up inside me, and whispered, “Don’t worry. I’m good for another one. But we’d better head down and get back inside. I’ve never been up here this long before. We don’t want anyone to call the cops.” I missed his cock as it slid out of me.
He picked up the keys and the bottle of lube. He headed toward the door, and I padded along on my bare feet behind him, his cum beginning to leak from my still-horny hole. Still rock hard and incredibly aroused, I walked past him back into the stairwell as he held the door for me.
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See next post for the whole story.
This is a true story (okay, maybe 95% true).
Here's the excerpt.
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It was a typical older NYC building rooftop, covered in black paint and with a few square structures built into the top, one being the casing fo the door itself, the other two presumably for electrical and maybe a toolshed. But the most remarkable thing that struck my mind as soon as I stepped out into the open was, it was NOT the tallest building on the block. I was standing with my new bud totally naked and erect, and within clear view of several other taller buildings.
I cautiously walked around, checking out the view. The structures on the roof provided some cover from some buildings, but there was nowhere on the roof where we would be totally hidden from all of them. I started to feel a little anxious. But although I was nervous, I also found it an immense turn-on.
“What do you think?” he said. I looked at him and smiled, and said nothing, but my hard dick took that moment to release a long heavy string of precum that touched the surface of the roof before detaching from my cockhead. We looked at each other for a moment, then he led me around one of the structures where we were still visible to one of the buildings, but at least it was further away than the ones on the other side. “Now, where were we?” he said coyly, while drizzling more lube onto his hardon. I looked him in the eye, smiled, and turned around. I bent over and put my hands on my knees. He stepped up behind me and sank his cock back into my hole.
He continued the languid pace we had been going at back in his apartment. I was facing out toward the building across the way, and I wondered if anyone was looking out their window. Here I was, buck naked on a rooftop in the middle of Manhattan, just a stone’s throw away from Central Park, with my ass full of cock. The fear of getting caught was sky high, but the eroticism of the situation was even higher.
He started to pick up the pace. He was going at a good moderate clip now, fucking me deep and hard. I was rock hard and my precum was forming a small puddle underneath me. His cock inside me felt fantastic, and my worries about the risk of the situation fell back into my subconscious and I started to meet his thrusts, driving his cock deeper into me.
We were going at it like this for about 15 minutes, then I felt him really pick up his pace and drive into me harder. He stiffened, and then I felt him start to unload. He came hard, filling me up with his semen. I wasn’t really close yet, but I consoled myself with the thought that the experience was hot enough, I didn’t need to cum. As if reading my mind, he pulled me into his chest, his cock still firmly up inside me, and whispered, “Don’t worry. I’m good for another one. But we’d better head down and get back inside. I’ve never been up here this long before. We don’t want anyone to call the cops.” I missed his cock as it slid out of me.
He picked up the keys and the bottle of lube. He headed toward the door, and I padded along on my bare feet behind him, his cum beginning to leak from my still-horny hole. Still rock hard and incredibly aroused, I walked past him back into the stairwell as he held the door for me.
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See next post for the whole story.
...and here's the whole story.
We met in an online chat room for gay nudists. After chatting a bit and exchanging pics, we decided we should get together and “hang naked.” He said to come to his place, on the UWS, just off of Central Park West. We were going to meet around 2:00, after he got home from his job, so at the appointed time I got ready and headed out.
Now, up to this point, there had been no sexual connotation to our interaction. We were just going to hang naked, maybe drink a beer, and shoot the shit. But on a whim, before I headed out I did my hole-cleaning ritual. Just in case one thing led to another. I cleaned up, put on a pair of shorts, a tank top and flip flops, and headed out. I free-balled it, figuring the underwear would be coming off soon enough anyway, and I like the feel of my cock and balls hanging free.
He was a little late getting home, so i was stuck waiting on his stoop for a while. It was a pleasant summer day, not one of the brutally hot NYC summer days, but in the low 80s, bright and cloudless. I sat and waited, noticing that because of my lack of underwear, my cock was visible up the leg of my shorts, if anyone had cared to look. No one did, but it made me feel rebellious and sexy sitting there waiting.
In a few minutes, he rounded the corner. I recognized him from his pictures immediately. He was a few years older than me, with dark hair peppered with grey, and he wore his suit well. He had a nice body—or at least it looked that way under his business attire. He looked at me, and immediately noticed my cock peeping out of the leg of my shorts, and smiled. We introduced ourselves, and he led the way up to his second floor apartment.
We wasted no time in stripping down naked. He offered me a beer, and I accepted. What I observed through his suit turned out to be true. He had a nice body under that suit, not a gym god, by any means, but a nicely shaped, natural build, and a beautiful cock. It appeared about 5 inches soft, with a nice fat head. We sat there in his living room, naked, taking each other in and sipping our beers.
Our conversation had not been going on very long when he said, out of the blue, “Can I suck your cock?” No workup to it. He went instantly from “and where did you grow up” to “Can I suck your cock.” I was a little taken aback at the abruptness of his question, and at the swiftness with which it arrived. We’d only been talking for about 10 minutes. But as I had no issues with him sucking my dick, I smiled and said, “Sure. 69?”
He pushed me back onto the day bed I was sitting on, and swung his cock over my mouth as he went all the way down on me in one graceful move. His hard cock was around 7.5 inches, and I was soon deep-throating his beautiful dick as he sucked down on my 6-incher with relish.
As we continued, however, it became apparent that he was more interested in my hole than my cock. After only a few minutes of sucking on my cock, he began lifting my legs up so he could get access to my fuckhole. He began rimming me with gusto as his hands slowly worked my penis. It felt fantastic.
We continued on like this for about 10 minutes, with me sucking feverishly on his dick while his tongue explored my hole and his hands worked my cock. Then he broke and said, “I really want to fuck you. Are you cool with that?” Without a second thought, I said, “yeah, I’m cool with that.” “Do you need a condom?” I had just started on PrEP, but most of the time still used condoms. However, this situation was really turning me on, so I said, “Usually, but I’m on PrEP so if you’d rather go without, I’m cool with it.” He smiled. “I’m on it too, and just got my test results back yesterday. I’m good without a condom.”
The window was open, and a nice gentle breeze wafted in as he lay on his back on the day bed, lubed up his cock, and handed me the bottle to slick up my hole. His fantastic rim job was all the preparation I needed, and I climbed on board and eased myself down onto his throbbing fuck stick. It was a perfect fit.
We were in no hurry, so I set a slow, steady pace, riding up and down on his cock, enjoying the sensation of his cock working my hole. I’d pull up until I felt his fat head just inside my sphincter, then lower myself back down on his rod until I was impaled all the way.
We continued on like this, a nice easy ride, both of us enjoying our connection. “This is nice,” he said. “Yeah, you feel great in my fuckhole.” We fucked as the light summer breeze wafted into the window and caressed our bodies. The feeling was pure bliss.
“You know, it’s such a nice day. Do you want to go up to the roof?” I was game for anything. “Sure!”
I got up off of his cock, he got up off the daybed, and grabbed his keys and the lube bottle. He walked to the door and slipped on his flip flops. “You probably want something on your feet up there.” And he opened the door, still naked and hard, the only article of clothing being the footwear he had slipped on. He stood there, his hard dick leaking a good amount of precum, waiting for me. I slowly got up, and looked quizzically at him. “No one is around this time of day in this building,” he said, reading my hesitancy, “we’re safe.” That was all the encouragement I needed. My hole still dripping with lube and his precum, I headed over, and headed out in front of him into the hallway. “Shoes!” he said, as I walked past him. “I’m kind of an avid bare-footer. I’ve been barefoot on rooftops before.” He shrugged, pulled the door closed behind him, and stepped in front of me.
We quietly headed up the stairs toward the roof. I felt terribly exposed, but also intensely aroused. I was totally naked with a dripping hole in a public stairwell. It was scary but also unbelievably erotic. My naked host with his dripping cock led the way. The door to the roof was locked. He inserted the key, turned the lock, and stepped through the threshold. I followed him out into the bright sunshine.
It was a typical older NYC building rooftop, covered in black paint and with a few square structures built into the top, one being the casing fo the door itself, the other two presumably for electrical and maybe a toolshed. But the most remarkable thing that struck my mind as soon as I stepped out into the open was, it was NOT the tallest building on the block. I was standing with my new bud totally naked and erect, and within clear view of several other taller buildings.
I cautiously walked around, checking out the view. The structures on the roof provided some cover from some buildings, but there was nowhere on the roof where we would be totally hidden from all of them. I started to feel a little anxious. But although I was nervous, I also found it an immense turn-on.
“What do you think?” he said. I looked at him and smiled, and said nothing, but my hard dick took that moment to release a long heavy string of precum that touched the surface of the roof before detaching from my cockhead. We looked at each other for a moment, then he led me around one of the structures where we were still visible to one of the buildings, but at least it was further away than the ones on the other side. “Now, where were we?” he said coyly, while drizzling more lube onto his hardon. I looked him in the eye, smiled, and turned around. I bent over and put my hands on my knees. He stepped up behind me and sank his cock back into my hole.
He continued the languid pace we had been going at back in his apartment. I was facing out toward the building across the way, and I wondered if anyone was looking out their window. Here I was, buck naked on a rooftop in the middle of Manhattan, just a stone’s throw away from Central Park, with my ass full of cock. The fear of getting caught was sky high, but the eroticism of the situation was even higher.
He started to pick up the pace. He was going at a good moderate clip now, fucking me deep and hard. I was rock hard and my precum was forming a small puddle underneath me. His cock inside me felt fantastic, and my worries about the risk of the situation fell back into my subconscious and I started to meet his thrusts, driving his cock deeper into me.
We were going at it like this for about 15 minutes, then I felt him really pick up his pace and drive into me harder. He stiffened, and then I felt him start to unload. He came hard, filling me up with his semen. I wasn’t really close yet, but I consoled myself with the thought that the experience was hot enough, I didn’t need to cum. As if reading my mind, he pulled me into his chest, his cock still firmly up inside me, and whispered, “Don’t worry. I’m good for another one. But we’d better head down and get back inside. I’ve never been up here this long before. We don’t want anyone to call the cops.” I missed his cock as it slid out of me.
He picked up the keys and the bottle of lube. He headed toward the door, and I padded along on my bare feet behind him, his cum beginning to leak from my still-horny hole. Still rock hard and incredibly aroused, I walked past him back into the stairwell as he held the door for me.
As I crept down the stairs in front of him, I became slightly self-conscious as I felt his seed begin to trickle from my open hole down my leg. I stopped in front of his apartment door and waited for him to catch up. I felt his hand on my inner thigh, and I turned around. He had gathered up some of his semen, and proceeded to lick it off his fingers. With a devilish grin he pulled me into him and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I could taste his sperm on his tongue, and my cock jumped in response. We stood there kissing, naked in the hallway, for a few minutes.
Suddenly we heard a door open a floor above us, and the sound of someone coming out into the hall, and then the sound of a key being inserted into a deadbolt to lock it. With an impish grin he turned, unlocked the door, and we scuttled inside just as the person above started down the stairs. What a rush!
Back inside, we took a little breather. He pulled out two fresh beers from the fridge, our first ones sitting unfinished and warm where we left them as the action started. He offered me a hand towel, and I mopped up his sperm from my leg and my ass as best I could, and sat down on another towel he’d placed on the day bed. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes. After about 10 minutes, he got up, walked to the kitchen, and took a washrag, ran it under some hot water, and began cleaning up his cock. “Ready for round two?” he asked. It was an unnecessary question, as my cock hadn’t softened since we came back downstairs. “Sure!” I answered back.
We got back into our 69 on the day bed. I appreciated his thoughtfulness in wiping down his cock before I put it back in my mouth. (Of all my kinks, ATM is not one of them). As I sucked on him, I became fascinated by how large the head of his cock was compared to the rest of his penis. I began to concentrate on just that fat head, licking it, kissing it, sucking it, trying to work the tip of my tongue into his piss hole. Every so often I’d take him all the way down, plunging his cock down my throat, and eliciting a deep moan from him as he deep-throated my cock at the same time. Then I would go back to concentrating on that bulbous cock head.
This went on for a while. After about 15 minutes or so, his mouth found my fuckhole again, and he began to rim me out. I took this as a signal that he was ready for more fucking, and I eagerly gave his cock some last minute deep throat action, tasting his precum on the back of my tongue.
He got up and pulled his cock out of my mouth, then picked up the bottle of lube and began oiling up his cock. “Want this cock in your hole again?”
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Yeah, what?” he asked.
I caught on. “Yeah, I want your fat cock up in my tight, hungry hole again. I want you to fuck me.”
“Aw, what’s the magic word?”
I stifled a giggle, but I went with it. “Please, please shove that beautiful cock deep in my fuck hole.”
He smiled. “Come take a look at the view,” and he gestured toward the open window.
This seemed a bit of a non sequitur to me, but I walked over and looked out the window.
“No, really look. Look OUT the window.” He gently pushed on my shoulders so that I bent over and put my head actually out the window. We were on the second floor, and as I looked out, I realized that second floor isn’t actually that high. There were a lot of people milling about on the street not that far below, and if they were to look up, they’d see me at the very least shirtless hanging out the window, and if I leaned a little further out, they’d know that I was naked. If anyone happened to look out their window from the building across the way, they would be able to see it all.
“Yeah, just like that.” And I got it. His thing was public sex, and he wanted to fuck me in a way that would expose me to anyone who might be astute enough to take a look. My initial shock at this thought gave way almost instantly to a feeling of erotic excitement and expectancy. I was ready for this. And though I hoped no one would see me, the thought that someone might made my cock jump. I found the risk factor a major turnon.
“Just keep looking out the window,” he said as he stepped up behind me and began rubbing more lube into my hole. It was hardly necessary as my hole was still slick with the lube and his semen from our earlier session, but I enjoyed his fingers lubing me up nevertheless.
After a moment or two of this, I felt his big cock head pushing into my welcoming fuck hole once again. I involuntarily moaned in pleasure as he slid into me. “Shhh,” he said, “or someone will hear you and look up.” Then without warning he pulled back and shoved into me hard, driving my entire naked torso out the window and eliciting another deep guttural moan from me. He stood still, his cock impaled deep in my ass, and laughed quietly. I laughed along with him. I found that the risk was something I enjoyed as well. The chance of being caught added greatly to my sexual excitement.
My cock was rock hard and leaking profusely as he started fucking me in earnest. I did my best to stifle my moans and grunts, and watched the unsuspecting people walk by below, oblivious to the sex that was going on just above their heads. I occasionally glanced across the way to see if I could see anyone watching from out their window, but I saw no one.
He continued to plow into me, and I found it more and more difficult to put a damper on my vocalizations. He was really hitting all the right spots inside me. My raging hardon was profusely drooling its precum like it was a leaky faucet. He was going to push me over the edge without touching my cock. I felt my orgasm building, getting closer and closer as he drove his cock into me again and again. I couldn’t help it and let out a loud “Aaaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!” Suddenly a little fearful, I looked down, but no one had seemed to notice.
“You’re going to make me cum,” I whispered behind me.
“I’m going to cum too. Get ready.”
He picked up the pace and began fucking me like a mad man. I met his thrusts and drove my ass back into his cock as he drove forward, holding back my cries of passion and sexual ecstasy.
“I’m gonna shoot,” I said, a little louder than I meant.
“Go for it,” he answered through clenched teeth.
He started pounding into me harder yet, and then it hit. Neither of us had touched my cock since the moment I started bending out the window. He was literally fucking the cum out of me. I was unable to stifle the first nonverbal cry that tore from my throat as the first jolt of orgasm hit me. I shot hard. The first shot actually arched up and flew out the open window onto the street below. The rest covered the window sill as I struggled to keep my footing while I ejaculated with his cock still driving into me.
Before I was finished shooting I felt him start to unload inside me. He pushed all the way in, and held me in place as he pumped another huge load of semen up inside my ass. His orgasm seemed to go on forever. I could feel him pulsing in my hole as he dumped his load.
“Don’t take it out,” I whispered to him. I wasn’t ready to let him leave my hole devoid of his cock.
“Come back in side.” I stood up, and he hugged me into his chest, his cock still deep in my chute. We scuttled backwards to the daybed, his cock in my hole, and he sat down slowly on the day bed so I could follow his movements and we could keep our connection going. His cock was still mostly hard, and he took a few strokes into me as I absent-mindedly rode up and down on it.
“Damn, that was good,” I said. “Fuck good, that was spectacular. Thanks.”
“Yeah, we seem to work pretty well together,” he answered. “I wasn’t sure you were going to go for the window stuff, but I decided to try it after our session on the roof.”
“I admit it threw me for a second, but damn! I was so turned on.
We stayed there, me sitting in his lap with his cock in my hole, until his cock finally got soft enough that it plopped out of me. If anything, this load had been bigger than the first, and cum ran out my hole, coating his genitals and puddling up on the towel we sat on.
Encouraged by how well this first session had gone, we made plans to hook up again.
“Every been fucked in Central Park?”
“No, can’t say that I have.”
“Do you want to be fucked in Central Park?”
“Fuck yeah. Do you think we could get away with it?”
“Easy. I’ve done it before. I’ll show you the best places.”
“Sounds good. I’m looking forward to it.”
We had spent the entire afternoon, and I needed to get going. I made my goodbyes and started to reach for my clothes.
“Hey, before you go, I wonder if you’d indulge me in one of my little kinks.”
“Sure,” I answered, “if I can. What were you thinking?”
He walked over to a small table to the side of the window with a drawer in it, opened the drawer and took out a medium sized butt plug. “It’s a good one. Medical grade silicon. I want you to have it. Kind of a parting gift.”
I laughed, and said, “not sure we should be sharing sex toys.”
“It’s never been used. A buddy of mine gave it to me but I never used it. Will you take it?
“Okay, sure.”
“But I want you to take it home inside of you. I want you to put it in your ass right now.”
I laughed. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. It will hold my cum inside you until you get home. That would feed a big fantasy of mine if you’re willing.”
I laughed again. “Okay, but you have to put it in for me.”
I bent over the day bed and offered him my ass one last time. He put a light coating of lube on the plug, then gently eased it into my hole. “How’s that,” he said.
“Feels good. Your little swimmers will live on for a few hours more before I release them into the New York City sewer system.”
He laughed. “Thanks. That’s a big turnon for me.”
My ass was still wet so I dried off around the plug as best I could with paper towels and pulled my shorts on. I carried the shirt. I walked to the door and slipped on my flip flops. He followed me and turned me around and kissed me.
“Until next time, then.”
“Oh yeah, there will definitely be a next time, I answered.
I headed down the stairs, my ass full of sperm and a butt plug, euphoric after one of the best fucks of my life.
We had several other adventures after this initial meeting, including the fucking in Central Park, but I guess those are stories for another day.
We met in an online chat room for gay nudists. After chatting a bit and exchanging pics, we decided we should get together and “hang naked.” He said to come to his place, on the UWS, just off of Central Park West. We were going to meet around 2:00, after he got home from his job, so at the appointed time I got ready and headed out.
Now, up to this point, there had been no sexual connotation to our interaction. We were just going to hang naked, maybe drink a beer, and shoot the shit. But on a whim, before I headed out I did my hole-cleaning ritual. Just in case one thing led to another. I cleaned up, put on a pair of shorts, a tank top and flip flops, and headed out. I free-balled it, figuring the underwear would be coming off soon enough anyway, and I like the feel of my cock and balls hanging free.
He was a little late getting home, so i was stuck waiting on his stoop for a while. It was a pleasant summer day, not one of the brutally hot NYC summer days, but in the low 80s, bright and cloudless. I sat and waited, noticing that because of my lack of underwear, my cock was visible up the leg of my shorts, if anyone had cared to look. No one did, but it made me feel rebellious and sexy sitting there waiting.
In a few minutes, he rounded the corner. I recognized him from his pictures immediately. He was a few years older than me, with dark hair peppered with grey, and he wore his suit well. He had a nice body—or at least it looked that way under his business attire. He looked at me, and immediately noticed my cock peeping out of the leg of my shorts, and smiled. We introduced ourselves, and he led the way up to his second floor apartment.
We wasted no time in stripping down naked. He offered me a beer, and I accepted. What I observed through his suit turned out to be true. He had a nice body under that suit, not a gym god, by any means, but a nicely shaped, natural build, and a beautiful cock. It appeared about 5 inches soft, with a nice fat head. We sat there in his living room, naked, taking each other in and sipping our beers.
Our conversation had not been going on very long when he said, out of the blue, “Can I suck your cock?” No workup to it. He went instantly from “and where did you grow up” to “Can I suck your cock.” I was a little taken aback at the abruptness of his question, and at the swiftness with which it arrived. We’d only been talking for about 10 minutes. But as I had no issues with him sucking my dick, I smiled and said, “Sure. 69?”
He pushed me back onto the day bed I was sitting on, and swung his cock over my mouth as he went all the way down on me in one graceful move. His hard cock was around 7.5 inches, and I was soon deep-throating his beautiful dick as he sucked down on my 6-incher with relish.
As we continued, however, it became apparent that he was more interested in my hole than my cock. After only a few minutes of sucking on my cock, he began lifting my legs up so he could get access to my fuckhole. He began rimming me with gusto as his hands slowly worked my penis. It felt fantastic.
We continued on like this for about 10 minutes, with me sucking feverishly on his dick while his tongue explored my hole and his hands worked my cock. Then he broke and said, “I really want to fuck you. Are you cool with that?” Without a second thought, I said, “yeah, I’m cool with that.” “Do you need a condom?” I had just started on PrEP, but most of the time still used condoms. However, this situation was really turning me on, so I said, “Usually, but I’m on PrEP so if you’d rather go without, I’m cool with it.” He smiled. “I’m on it too, and just got my test results back yesterday. I’m good without a condom.”
The window was open, and a nice gentle breeze wafted in as he lay on his back on the day bed, lubed up his cock, and handed me the bottle to slick up my hole. His fantastic rim job was all the preparation I needed, and I climbed on board and eased myself down onto his throbbing fuck stick. It was a perfect fit.
We were in no hurry, so I set a slow, steady pace, riding up and down on his cock, enjoying the sensation of his cock working my hole. I’d pull up until I felt his fat head just inside my sphincter, then lower myself back down on his rod until I was impaled all the way.
We continued on like this, a nice easy ride, both of us enjoying our connection. “This is nice,” he said. “Yeah, you feel great in my fuckhole.” We fucked as the light summer breeze wafted into the window and caressed our bodies. The feeling was pure bliss.
“You know, it’s such a nice day. Do you want to go up to the roof?” I was game for anything. “Sure!”
I got up off of his cock, he got up off the daybed, and grabbed his keys and the lube bottle. He walked to the door and slipped on his flip flops. “You probably want something on your feet up there.” And he opened the door, still naked and hard, the only article of clothing being the footwear he had slipped on. He stood there, his hard dick leaking a good amount of precum, waiting for me. I slowly got up, and looked quizzically at him. “No one is around this time of day in this building,” he said, reading my hesitancy, “we’re safe.” That was all the encouragement I needed. My hole still dripping with lube and his precum, I headed over, and headed out in front of him into the hallway. “Shoes!” he said, as I walked past him. “I’m kind of an avid bare-footer. I’ve been barefoot on rooftops before.” He shrugged, pulled the door closed behind him, and stepped in front of me.
We quietly headed up the stairs toward the roof. I felt terribly exposed, but also intensely aroused. I was totally naked with a dripping hole in a public stairwell. It was scary but also unbelievably erotic. My naked host with his dripping cock led the way. The door to the roof was locked. He inserted the key, turned the lock, and stepped through the threshold. I followed him out into the bright sunshine.
It was a typical older NYC building rooftop, covered in black paint and with a few square structures built into the top, one being the casing fo the door itself, the other two presumably for electrical and maybe a toolshed. But the most remarkable thing that struck my mind as soon as I stepped out into the open was, it was NOT the tallest building on the block. I was standing with my new bud totally naked and erect, and within clear view of several other taller buildings.
I cautiously walked around, checking out the view. The structures on the roof provided some cover from some buildings, but there was nowhere on the roof where we would be totally hidden from all of them. I started to feel a little anxious. But although I was nervous, I also found it an immense turn-on.
“What do you think?” he said. I looked at him and smiled, and said nothing, but my hard dick took that moment to release a long heavy string of precum that touched the surface of the roof before detaching from my cockhead. We looked at each other for a moment, then he led me around one of the structures where we were still visible to one of the buildings, but at least it was further away than the ones on the other side. “Now, where were we?” he said coyly, while drizzling more lube onto his hardon. I looked him in the eye, smiled, and turned around. I bent over and put my hands on my knees. He stepped up behind me and sank his cock back into my hole.
He continued the languid pace we had been going at back in his apartment. I was facing out toward the building across the way, and I wondered if anyone was looking out their window. Here I was, buck naked on a rooftop in the middle of Manhattan, just a stone’s throw away from Central Park, with my ass full of cock. The fear of getting caught was sky high, but the eroticism of the situation was even higher.
He started to pick up the pace. He was going at a good moderate clip now, fucking me deep and hard. I was rock hard and my precum was forming a small puddle underneath me. His cock inside me felt fantastic, and my worries about the risk of the situation fell back into my subconscious and I started to meet his thrusts, driving his cock deeper into me.
We were going at it like this for about 15 minutes, then I felt him really pick up his pace and drive into me harder. He stiffened, and then I felt him start to unload. He came hard, filling me up with his semen. I wasn’t really close yet, but I consoled myself with the thought that the experience was hot enough, I didn’t need to cum. As if reading my mind, he pulled me into his chest, his cock still firmly up inside me, and whispered, “Don’t worry. I’m good for another one. But we’d better head down and get back inside. I’ve never been up here this long before. We don’t want anyone to call the cops.” I missed his cock as it slid out of me.
He picked up the keys and the bottle of lube. He headed toward the door, and I padded along on my bare feet behind him, his cum beginning to leak from my still-horny hole. Still rock hard and incredibly aroused, I walked past him back into the stairwell as he held the door for me.
As I crept down the stairs in front of him, I became slightly self-conscious as I felt his seed begin to trickle from my open hole down my leg. I stopped in front of his apartment door and waited for him to catch up. I felt his hand on my inner thigh, and I turned around. He had gathered up some of his semen, and proceeded to lick it off his fingers. With a devilish grin he pulled me into him and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I could taste his sperm on his tongue, and my cock jumped in response. We stood there kissing, naked in the hallway, for a few minutes.
Suddenly we heard a door open a floor above us, and the sound of someone coming out into the hall, and then the sound of a key being inserted into a deadbolt to lock it. With an impish grin he turned, unlocked the door, and we scuttled inside just as the person above started down the stairs. What a rush!
Back inside, we took a little breather. He pulled out two fresh beers from the fridge, our first ones sitting unfinished and warm where we left them as the action started. He offered me a hand towel, and I mopped up his sperm from my leg and my ass as best I could, and sat down on another towel he’d placed on the day bed. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes. After about 10 minutes, he got up, walked to the kitchen, and took a washrag, ran it under some hot water, and began cleaning up his cock. “Ready for round two?” he asked. It was an unnecessary question, as my cock hadn’t softened since we came back downstairs. “Sure!” I answered back.
We got back into our 69 on the day bed. I appreciated his thoughtfulness in wiping down his cock before I put it back in my mouth. (Of all my kinks, ATM is not one of them). As I sucked on him, I became fascinated by how large the head of his cock was compared to the rest of his penis. I began to concentrate on just that fat head, licking it, kissing it, sucking it, trying to work the tip of my tongue into his piss hole. Every so often I’d take him all the way down, plunging his cock down my throat, and eliciting a deep moan from him as he deep-throated my cock at the same time. Then I would go back to concentrating on that bulbous cock head.
This went on for a while. After about 15 minutes or so, his mouth found my fuckhole again, and he began to rim me out. I took this as a signal that he was ready for more fucking, and I eagerly gave his cock some last minute deep throat action, tasting his precum on the back of my tongue.
He got up and pulled his cock out of my mouth, then picked up the bottle of lube and began oiling up his cock. “Want this cock in your hole again?”
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Yeah, what?” he asked.
I caught on. “Yeah, I want your fat cock up in my tight, hungry hole again. I want you to fuck me.”
“Aw, what’s the magic word?”
I stifled a giggle, but I went with it. “Please, please shove that beautiful cock deep in my fuck hole.”
He smiled. “Come take a look at the view,” and he gestured toward the open window.
This seemed a bit of a non sequitur to me, but I walked over and looked out the window.
“No, really look. Look OUT the window.” He gently pushed on my shoulders so that I bent over and put my head actually out the window. We were on the second floor, and as I looked out, I realized that second floor isn’t actually that high. There were a lot of people milling about on the street not that far below, and if they were to look up, they’d see me at the very least shirtless hanging out the window, and if I leaned a little further out, they’d know that I was naked. If anyone happened to look out their window from the building across the way, they would be able to see it all.
“Yeah, just like that.” And I got it. His thing was public sex, and he wanted to fuck me in a way that would expose me to anyone who might be astute enough to take a look. My initial shock at this thought gave way almost instantly to a feeling of erotic excitement and expectancy. I was ready for this. And though I hoped no one would see me, the thought that someone might made my cock jump. I found the risk factor a major turnon.
“Just keep looking out the window,” he said as he stepped up behind me and began rubbing more lube into my hole. It was hardly necessary as my hole was still slick with the lube and his semen from our earlier session, but I enjoyed his fingers lubing me up nevertheless.
After a moment or two of this, I felt his big cock head pushing into my welcoming fuck hole once again. I involuntarily moaned in pleasure as he slid into me. “Shhh,” he said, “or someone will hear you and look up.” Then without warning he pulled back and shoved into me hard, driving my entire naked torso out the window and eliciting another deep guttural moan from me. He stood still, his cock impaled deep in my ass, and laughed quietly. I laughed along with him. I found that the risk was something I enjoyed as well. The chance of being caught added greatly to my sexual excitement.
My cock was rock hard and leaking profusely as he started fucking me in earnest. I did my best to stifle my moans and grunts, and watched the unsuspecting people walk by below, oblivious to the sex that was going on just above their heads. I occasionally glanced across the way to see if I could see anyone watching from out their window, but I saw no one.
He continued to plow into me, and I found it more and more difficult to put a damper on my vocalizations. He was really hitting all the right spots inside me. My raging hardon was profusely drooling its precum like it was a leaky faucet. He was going to push me over the edge without touching my cock. I felt my orgasm building, getting closer and closer as he drove his cock into me again and again. I couldn’t help it and let out a loud “Aaaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!” Suddenly a little fearful, I looked down, but no one had seemed to notice.
“You’re going to make me cum,” I whispered behind me.
“I’m going to cum too. Get ready.”
He picked up the pace and began fucking me like a mad man. I met his thrusts and drove my ass back into his cock as he drove forward, holding back my cries of passion and sexual ecstasy.
“I’m gonna shoot,” I said, a little louder than I meant.
“Go for it,” he answered through clenched teeth.
He started pounding into me harder yet, and then it hit. Neither of us had touched my cock since the moment I started bending out the window. He was literally fucking the cum out of me. I was unable to stifle the first nonverbal cry that tore from my throat as the first jolt of orgasm hit me. I shot hard. The first shot actually arched up and flew out the open window onto the street below. The rest covered the window sill as I struggled to keep my footing while I ejaculated with his cock still driving into me.
Before I was finished shooting I felt him start to unload inside me. He pushed all the way in, and held me in place as he pumped another huge load of semen up inside my ass. His orgasm seemed to go on forever. I could feel him pulsing in my hole as he dumped his load.
“Don’t take it out,” I whispered to him. I wasn’t ready to let him leave my hole devoid of his cock.
“Come back in side.” I stood up, and he hugged me into his chest, his cock still deep in my chute. We scuttled backwards to the daybed, his cock in my hole, and he sat down slowly on the day bed so I could follow his movements and we could keep our connection going. His cock was still mostly hard, and he took a few strokes into me as I absent-mindedly rode up and down on it.
“Damn, that was good,” I said. “Fuck good, that was spectacular. Thanks.”
“Yeah, we seem to work pretty well together,” he answered. “I wasn’t sure you were going to go for the window stuff, but I decided to try it after our session on the roof.”
“I admit it threw me for a second, but damn! I was so turned on.
We stayed there, me sitting in his lap with his cock in my hole, until his cock finally got soft enough that it plopped out of me. If anything, this load had been bigger than the first, and cum ran out my hole, coating his genitals and puddling up on the towel we sat on.
Encouraged by how well this first session had gone, we made plans to hook up again.
“Every been fucked in Central Park?”
“No, can’t say that I have.”
“Do you want to be fucked in Central Park?”
“Fuck yeah. Do you think we could get away with it?”
“Easy. I’ve done it before. I’ll show you the best places.”
“Sounds good. I’m looking forward to it.”
We had spent the entire afternoon, and I needed to get going. I made my goodbyes and started to reach for my clothes.
“Hey, before you go, I wonder if you’d indulge me in one of my little kinks.”
“Sure,” I answered, “if I can. What were you thinking?”
He walked over to a small table to the side of the window with a drawer in it, opened the drawer and took out a medium sized butt plug. “It’s a good one. Medical grade silicon. I want you to have it. Kind of a parting gift.”
I laughed, and said, “not sure we should be sharing sex toys.”
“It’s never been used. A buddy of mine gave it to me but I never used it. Will you take it?
“Okay, sure.”
“But I want you to take it home inside of you. I want you to put it in your ass right now.”
I laughed. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. It will hold my cum inside you until you get home. That would feed a big fantasy of mine if you’re willing.”
I laughed again. “Okay, but you have to put it in for me.”
I bent over the day bed and offered him my ass one last time. He put a light coating of lube on the plug, then gently eased it into my hole. “How’s that,” he said.
“Feels good. Your little swimmers will live on for a few hours more before I release them into the New York City sewer system.”
He laughed. “Thanks. That’s a big turnon for me.”
My ass was still wet so I dried off around the plug as best I could with paper towels and pulled my shorts on. I carried the shirt. I walked to the door and slipped on my flip flops. He followed me and turned me around and kissed me.
“Until next time, then.”
“Oh yeah, there will definitely be a next time, I answered.
I headed down the stairs, my ass full of sperm and a butt plug, euphoric after one of the best fucks of my life.
We had several other adventures after this initial meeting, including the fucking in Central Park, but I guess those are stories for another day.
I met Jeff on another site. we are both bi and long time married to women who dont put out. We started chatting and had a lot in common. Jeff is more Dom and im more submissive.I also sometimes crossdress. We did some role playing and especially liked the scenario that i played his wife and he took charge and did to me like he wanted to do to her. he always complains that she dresses like an old lady and never puts out.
About 2 years ago I was travelling for work and was going to be in his area. i contacted him and decided to meet. We met for a drink and decided to go back to my hotel.he had brought some of his wifes clothes and I went to room first and got dressed.
When jeff arrived I answered the door dressed like his wife. Brown sweat pants,Ugly christmas sweater, panties, bra with double D inserts and a wig.
Wheres my beer he demanded? I Forgot Honey i answered. What the hell !! 30 years and you still cant get my beer. Im sick of this and today is stops he yelled. He sat down on chair and told me to come by him. He grabbed me and put me over his lap and started spanking me. I yelled and told him I was sorry. He pushed me on my knees and stood up. He pulled his pants down and grabbed my head and pushed me to his cock. Suck he demanded. I dont do that I cried. From now on you will suck me every day he yelled. I licked his cock and slowly sucked him . When he was ready he grabbed my head and shot deep in my mouth. I gagged but managed to swallow most of his cum.
I then licked his cock and balls clean. He then pulled his pants up and said he was going for beer and I better be dressed appropriately when he got back
I put on a garter and stockings,a fancy jock to keep my cock down,a nice padded bra,short red dress,wig and heels. I also lubed up and inserted my 6" dildo.When Jeff came back he was happy. He opened a beer and told me to come give him some loving.I got on my knees and unzipped his pants and pulled them down.He was semi hard but i started sucking and he got hard quick.
After a few minutes he grabbed me and bent me over the couch and pulled my dress up. He pulled my dildo out and shoved his cock balls deep. I lost my breath for a second and yelled. Jeff told me to shut up and get used to it. He proceeded to fuck the hell out of me.
Sadly with this Covid we have not been able to hook up again but we do talk all the time
About 2 years ago I was travelling for work and was going to be in his area. i contacted him and decided to meet. We met for a drink and decided to go back to my hotel.he had brought some of his wifes clothes and I went to room first and got dressed.
When jeff arrived I answered the door dressed like his wife. Brown sweat pants,Ugly christmas sweater, panties, bra with double D inserts and a wig.
Wheres my beer he demanded? I Forgot Honey i answered. What the hell !! 30 years and you still cant get my beer. Im sick of this and today is stops he yelled. He sat down on chair and told me to come by him. He grabbed me and put me over his lap and started spanking me. I yelled and told him I was sorry. He pushed me on my knees and stood up. He pulled his pants down and grabbed my head and pushed me to his cock. Suck he demanded. I dont do that I cried. From now on you will suck me every day he yelled. I licked his cock and slowly sucked him . When he was ready he grabbed my head and shot deep in my mouth. I gagged but managed to swallow most of his cum.
I then licked his cock and balls clean. He then pulled his pants up and said he was going for beer and I better be dressed appropriately when he got back
I put on a garter and stockings,a fancy jock to keep my cock down,a nice padded bra,short red dress,wig and heels. I also lubed up and inserted my 6" dildo.When Jeff came back he was happy. He opened a beer and told me to come give him some loving.I got on my knees and unzipped his pants and pulled them down.He was semi hard but i started sucking and he got hard quick.
After a few minutes he grabbed me and bent me over the couch and pulled my dress up. He pulled my dildo out and shoved his cock balls deep. I lost my breath for a second and yelled. Jeff told me to shut up and get used to it. He proceeded to fuck the hell out of me.
Sadly with this Covid we have not been able to hook up again but we do talk all the time
I was 19 when I moved to Hungary for medical school. I hadn't had a lot of experience with guys then. I joined tinder and grindr. One evening I got a message from an older guy, He was 46, way older than I was. He had sent pictures of his INCREDIBLE body and dick. I messaged him back and found out that he didn’t speak English. I kept looking at his abs, incredible butt, his rugged face and his big cock and eventually opened google translate. After a bit of dirty talk he revealed that he was a police officer and sent me pictures of him at work in his uniform. We decided to meet at his place the next day at noon.
I walked over to his apartment the next day. He had come downstairs for me, I saw him and he was hotter than his pictures! He offered me juice and showed me around his apartment, there wasn’t anything for us to speak since he didn’t speak English and I didn’t speak Hungarian so we just started kissing.
He pushed me against the wall and pressed his body against mine as we were making out. I felt his dick grow as his bulge pressed up against my thigh, my hands were on his ass, I moved them upwards and took his T-shirt off. He pushed my head down towards his pierced nipple. I licked them and the rest of his pecs, then licked my way down till the waistband of his sweatpants was in front of my eyes. He pulled my head towards him and while holding my head with one hand pulled his pants down with the other. His hard dick brushed against my face as it came out. I started by kissing and licking his inner thighs and balls before I took his dick into my mouth, after a minute of me blowing him he pushed my head against the wall, pulled my arms above my head pinning them above me, and started to thrust into my mouth.
He pulled me up took me towards his bed then pushed me onto it. He took off my clothes and then went on to suck me off. We 69’d for a bit with him on top of me after which he flipped me onto my stomach and got back on top of me.
he wrapped his muscular arms around my neck in what I can only describe as a chokehold and slid his dick right between my butt cheeks and started to grind pushing his body weight against me. the sudden chokehold was frightening at first but then the fear melted away. He pulled his arms away from around my neck, I looked behind to see him reach for a condom and lube from the side table. he squeezed some lube onto my virgin hole. It felt a bit cold, it was a weird and new sensation. He spread it a bit with his fingers, moving them in and out of me at first slowly and then faster.
He put the condom onto his hard dick and after that using his left hand pinned my head onto the mattress. He grabbed his dick with his right hand and slowly started to push it into me. In whatever broken English possible he told me to relax and to tell him if it gets too much since it was supposed to be my first time bottoming, I felt very tempted at times but liked it too much more than to tell him to stop. We switched positions a couple times after which he pulled out took off the condom and sprayed his warm cum all over my face, just as I had asked him to do when we chatted online. he then finished me off by jerking me off till I came on my chest.
I walked over to his apartment the next day. He had come downstairs for me, I saw him and he was hotter than his pictures! He offered me juice and showed me around his apartment, there wasn’t anything for us to speak since he didn’t speak English and I didn’t speak Hungarian so we just started kissing.
He pushed me against the wall and pressed his body against mine as we were making out. I felt his dick grow as his bulge pressed up against my thigh, my hands were on his ass, I moved them upwards and took his T-shirt off. He pushed my head down towards his pierced nipple. I licked them and the rest of his pecs, then licked my way down till the waistband of his sweatpants was in front of my eyes. He pulled my head towards him and while holding my head with one hand pulled his pants down with the other. His hard dick brushed against my face as it came out. I started by kissing and licking his inner thighs and balls before I took his dick into my mouth, after a minute of me blowing him he pushed my head against the wall, pulled my arms above my head pinning them above me, and started to thrust into my mouth.
He pulled me up took me towards his bed then pushed me onto it. He took off my clothes and then went on to suck me off. We 69’d for a bit with him on top of me after which he flipped me onto my stomach and got back on top of me.
he wrapped his muscular arms around my neck in what I can only describe as a chokehold and slid his dick right between my butt cheeks and started to grind pushing his body weight against me. the sudden chokehold was frightening at first but then the fear melted away. He pulled his arms away from around my neck, I looked behind to see him reach for a condom and lube from the side table. he squeezed some lube onto my virgin hole. It felt a bit cold, it was a weird and new sensation. He spread it a bit with his fingers, moving them in and out of me at first slowly and then faster.
He put the condom onto his hard dick and after that using his left hand pinned my head onto the mattress. He grabbed his dick with his right hand and slowly started to push it into me. In whatever broken English possible he told me to relax and to tell him if it gets too much since it was supposed to be my first time bottoming, I felt very tempted at times but liked it too much more than to tell him to stop. We switched positions a couple times after which he pulled out took off the condom and sprayed his warm cum all over my face, just as I had asked him to do when we chatted online. he then finished me off by jerking me off till I came on my chest.
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I got turned just from reading this...wig!
Hey everyone!
So I’m a gay black male. 24. And I have a straight best friend (you know how that goes). For my 24th birthday I wanted to do something crazy. So I decided I wanted to go to a gay strip club. I’m in the DMV area so the place I heard of was “Secrets”. I asked my straight best friend (Cam) would he be willing to accompany me because I needed someone with muscles to protect me if anything happened. He agreed. When we got there it was kinda sketchy but my friend held my hand and walked me in. My eyes open really wide as I saw naked male dancers and gay porn playing in the TV all around the place. After being in complete shock for 20 minutes we decided to get some drinks. Cam bought us both 2 shots each (I’m a lightweight) and we got a beer and sat somewhere. I was eyeing this one hot dancer with an amazing body. He signaled me to come over. As I did he grabbed my face and put it in his crotch area. I instantly got hard and started feeling up his legs. I went back to my friend and he said “I don’t know if it’s the alcohol hitting me but that was insanely hot”. Cam proceeds to go over to the same hot dancer and get his turn of crotch in the face. As he returns I see a slight bulge and wondered “maybe he is gay and this experience opened him up”. That place made me so horny I was about to jerk off in one of the stalls because I couldn’t take it anymore. My friend followed me to the bathroom and all of the stalls besides 1 was full. He asked if we could both use the same toilet at the same time and I agreed. We get to the stall and both pull our dicks out. To my surprise, Cam had a cut smooth about 4 inches soft black dick while my hard 7 inches dick was out. After getting out all my urine Cam asks me if I ever thought about him in a sexual manner. My drunk mind instantly said “YES” but my words said “not after I found out you were straight”. Cam says “well what if I don’t know if I’m straight. I think I need to find out. Can I kiss you”. I was silent for 10 seconds before I replied “yes”. We kissed each other’s lips for 20 seconds until tongues started being involved. I could still taste the alcohol in his mouth. Without thinking I moved my hand to his dick. He moved his hand to my dick. And we start tugging at each other. After 3 minutes of doing that we heard a knock on the bathroom stall. We pulled our Pants up and left the bathroom. We stayed at the club for about half an hour for Cam to sober up to drive us home. He dropped me off and said “I’d like to try that again one day if you’re down” and I said “yeah of course”. As soon as I got into my house I jerked off to the thoughts of us fucking each other. The End
aye I’m from the DMV too lol never been to any clubs lol I have a friend like that who likes flirting with me and kissed me on a dare. Keep us updated tho
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Not only is the story great but the way you narrated it was so good
This sexperience occurred in Vegas. I got into a Lyft only to realize I was sitting in the backseat of a Twitter-famous, straight amateur porn star, who I’ll call Slade Anderson. Fan friendly and freaky, Slade had sold me a custom video in which he shoved a near footlong, double-headed dildo almost entirely up his ass before dousing a pair of his boxer briefs in cum, which he sent to me as a souvenir.
I never thought I’d meet him, but I had fantasized about what I would do if I did. With him close enough to lick, I knew I had to make my fantasy a reality. I slid down in the seat, hiking my legs up and my sweatpants down, filling his rear view with my freshly shaved rear. I used both hands to pull my cheeks apart, exposing the perfectly pink center within. “This is my fantasy,” I said. “I want you to wet your finger and slide it in me.”
“You are bold as hell!” He shook his head. “What makes you think I would slide my finger in you?”
I reached for my phone. I already had his Cash App because of our previous business together, so I sent him a little incentive through the App. “If that’s not enough, I’ll send more.”
His “straight” label lasted maybe thirty seconds through a few more deposits. His left hand on the steering wheel, he stuck the middle finger of his right hand in his mouth and reached back. His fingertip tapped at my hole before breaking the tight seal. Without being asked, he explored my inner terrain like an adventurer with no road map, his finger tunneling deeply. Within seconds, his index finger joined his middle finger inside me.
The exploration continued in my hotel room. What a sight he was on his back, his long limbs skyward and his hole winking at me! The way I munched on that pucker, you couldn’t tell my taste buds I wasn’t savoring smothered pork chops. Once he was fully hard, Slade’s dick was almost three handfuls long. He shoved half of it down my throat, leaving me choke-drooling down his shaft, balls, and onto the floor. Later, he used his spit-slick dick to slice into me doggy style, like a hot knife through butter. I spread just as smoothly for him, but he tested that hole in one position after another, my insides fielding thrusts that threatened to relocate organs.
When he pulled my legs up over his shoulders so his one-eyed, double digit monster could more easily torpedo its target, I began to babble his name, a plea of mercy registering in octaves I did not know I could reach. “Nah, I’m giving you what you wanted, remember? Huh? Showing off your fucking asshole in my backseat.”
I came in reverse cowboy with his dick hammering my pulsating prostate. He came seconds later, straddling my chest as a splash of warm, wet Slade slime glazed my face from the right side of my mouth, across my nose and forehead before parting my scalp. I instinctively closed my eyes, not a second too soon – cum splattered my eyes, cheeks, lips, nose, and chin. Droplets dotted my neck and upper chest as well. Slade had turned my face into an avant-garde, pornographic portrait, one that he destroyed by shoveling half a shot glass of his “artwork” onto my tongue and down my throat. Poked, pounded, and simmering in juices, I was one piece of fuck meat that Slade had tenderized to near perfection. What a stud!
I never thought I’d meet him, but I had fantasized about what I would do if I did. With him close enough to lick, I knew I had to make my fantasy a reality. I slid down in the seat, hiking my legs up and my sweatpants down, filling his rear view with my freshly shaved rear. I used both hands to pull my cheeks apart, exposing the perfectly pink center within. “This is my fantasy,” I said. “I want you to wet your finger and slide it in me.”
“You are bold as hell!” He shook his head. “What makes you think I would slide my finger in you?”
I reached for my phone. I already had his Cash App because of our previous business together, so I sent him a little incentive through the App. “If that’s not enough, I’ll send more.”
His “straight” label lasted maybe thirty seconds through a few more deposits. His left hand on the steering wheel, he stuck the middle finger of his right hand in his mouth and reached back. His fingertip tapped at my hole before breaking the tight seal. Without being asked, he explored my inner terrain like an adventurer with no road map, his finger tunneling deeply. Within seconds, his index finger joined his middle finger inside me.
The exploration continued in my hotel room. What a sight he was on his back, his long limbs skyward and his hole winking at me! The way I munched on that pucker, you couldn’t tell my taste buds I wasn’t savoring smothered pork chops. Once he was fully hard, Slade’s dick was almost three handfuls long. He shoved half of it down my throat, leaving me choke-drooling down his shaft, balls, and onto the floor. Later, he used his spit-slick dick to slice into me doggy style, like a hot knife through butter. I spread just as smoothly for him, but he tested that hole in one position after another, my insides fielding thrusts that threatened to relocate organs.
When he pulled my legs up over his shoulders so his one-eyed, double digit monster could more easily torpedo its target, I began to babble his name, a plea of mercy registering in octaves I did not know I could reach. “Nah, I’m giving you what you wanted, remember? Huh? Showing off your fucking asshole in my backseat.”
I came in reverse cowboy with his dick hammering my pulsating prostate. He came seconds later, straddling my chest as a splash of warm, wet Slade slime glazed my face from the right side of my mouth, across my nose and forehead before parting my scalp. I instinctively closed my eyes, not a second too soon – cum splattered my eyes, cheeks, lips, nose, and chin. Droplets dotted my neck and upper chest as well. Slade had turned my face into an avant-garde, pornographic portrait, one that he destroyed by shoveling half a shot glass of his “artwork” onto my tongue and down my throat. Poked, pounded, and simmering in juices, I was one piece of fuck meat that Slade had tenderized to near perfection. What a stud!
I was 20, my first sexual experience:
After a long day of work, I couldn’t fall asleep when I finally was able to lie down in bed, so I got on my phone and went on Grindr (as one does lol). I’m not sure what came over me, but I decided to message the nice set of abs I had been staring at for the past few nights but had been too nervous to message. I knew I had nothing to lose, so what harm could come from a simple “Hey, what’s up?”
Those abs had responded with a clever response, “Wouldn’t you like to know” and a face pic that was almost an overwhelming sight to behold. He had ringlets of curly hair that were shades of blond, his eyes were a cerulean blue, and he had a bright smile.
We went through the normal motions of conversation, likes/dislikes, and turn-ons. Things eventually escalated to the point where I was pulling on my semi-hard cock underneath my tight briefs, and before I knew it, Snapchat usernames had been shared, Grindr had been closed, and snaps were being exchanged.
I still remember the first snap I sent him. It was a selfie of myself lying in bed, revealing my smiling face and torso, cropped right below my naval.
He sent a video in response, and I distinctly remember hearing his smooth voice teasing, “Wanna see more?” as his camera slowly followed his hand sensually moving down his body, which was toned and mostly smooth except for a dark-brown treasure trail that bisected his abs. I could tell he was lying in bed too. And then the video stopped.
Suddenly, my phone started ringing. He wanted to video chat! I accepted the video chat to see him rubbing his boxers, until he pulled them down to his knees. Time seemed to move in slow motion. His engorged boner bounced out of them. Definitely a little bigger than me, and thicker too. He grabbed his cock tightly and started to stroke. As my own cock throbbed in my underwear, I could see all of him, from his blond curls and his piercing-blue eyes, all the way down to his full, round balls and hairy taint.
As he continued stroking his cock, I removed my pair of underwear. I remember being so nervous, but so enthralled, that my heart was beating rapidly in my chest. I had never even had sex with another man, let alone done anything like this.
He and I continued rubbing our cocks, each of my strokes producing pulses of precum that I used as lube, as had become a habit of mine. My hand was wet and slippery as I stroked faster and faster.
Since this experience, I’ve had a lifetime’s worth of sexual experiences that seemingly blend together in my memory, but I’ll never forget hearing his smooth voice exclaiming “Fuck,” as the tight grip on his hard cock sped up and suddenly stopped as he unleashed half-a-dozen bursts of cum that landed in white, thick puddles on his smooth, golden-hued torso.
Just as he stopped stroking, my own hand sped up and rubbed against my sensitive head as my own spurts of cum shot out and landed across my chest and neck, onto my pillow, and hitting my headboard. I’m a shooter.
As I started to catch my breath again, I noticed that the video chat had ended, and all I could do, drenched in my own thick, sticky cum, was lay in bed in wonderment of what had just happened.
After a long day of work, I couldn’t fall asleep when I finally was able to lie down in bed, so I got on my phone and went on Grindr (as one does lol). I’m not sure what came over me, but I decided to message the nice set of abs I had been staring at for the past few nights but had been too nervous to message. I knew I had nothing to lose, so what harm could come from a simple “Hey, what’s up?”
Those abs had responded with a clever response, “Wouldn’t you like to know
” and a face pic that was almost an overwhelming sight to behold. He had ringlets of curly hair that were shades of blond, his eyes were a cerulean blue, and he had a bright smile. We went through the normal motions of conversation, likes/dislikes, and turn-ons. Things eventually escalated to the point where I was pulling on my semi-hard cock underneath my tight briefs, and before I knew it, Snapchat usernames had been shared, Grindr had been closed, and snaps were being exchanged.
I still remember the first snap I sent him. It was a selfie of myself lying in bed, revealing my smiling face and torso, cropped right below my naval.
He sent a video in response, and I distinctly remember hearing his smooth voice teasing, “Wanna see more?” as his camera slowly followed his hand sensually moving down his body, which was toned and mostly smooth except for a dark-brown treasure trail that bisected his abs. I could tell he was lying in bed too. And then the video stopped.
Suddenly, my phone started ringing. He wanted to video chat! I accepted the video chat to see him rubbing his boxers, until he pulled them down to his knees. Time seemed to move in slow motion. His engorged boner bounced out of them. Definitely a little bigger than me, and thicker too. He grabbed his cock tightly and started to stroke. As my own cock throbbed in my underwear, I could see all of him, from his blond curls and his piercing-blue eyes, all the way down to his full, round balls and hairy taint.
As he continued stroking his cock, I removed my pair of underwear. I remember being so nervous, but so enthralled, that my heart was beating rapidly in my chest. I had never even had sex with another man, let alone done anything like this.
He and I continued rubbing our cocks, each of my strokes producing pulses of precum that I used as lube, as had become a habit of mine. My hand was wet and slippery as I stroked faster and faster.
Since this experience, I’ve had a lifetime’s worth of sexual experiences that seemingly blend together in my memory, but I’ll never forget hearing his smooth voice exclaiming “Fuck,” as the tight grip on his hard cock sped up and suddenly stopped as he unleashed half-a-dozen bursts of cum that landed in white, thick puddles on his smooth, golden-hued torso.
Just as he stopped stroking, my own hand sped up and rubbed against my sensitive head as my own spurts of cum shot out and landed across my chest and neck, onto my pillow, and hitting my headboard. I’m a shooter.
As I started to catch my breath again, I noticed that the video chat had ended, and all I could do, drenched in my own thick, sticky cum, was lay in bed in wonderment of what had just happened.
Holding on to this memory..
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Adams Hall #203 - The first time.
I opened the door and there was Jordan lying naked on his twinXL bed with one hand holding his dick and the other trying to reach for the blanket to cover himself. For a split second we made eye contact but my head was already down at the floor when I heard him say, “Sorry dude, I thought I bolted it.” I quickly closed it back and went to the common room to let him finish.
Sitting down, I developed a clearer picture. He had his headphones on watching a threesome, two guys and a girl. His piece looked good; I’d guess 7 inches and thick. Even laying down his muscles were well defined. I knew he was fit, but I never saw him like this.
After what felt like enough time I went back to the room ready to pretend like nothing happened. Wearing only boxers, he was at his desk reading. We remained silent as I changed into a pair of old track shorts and a tee and got in bed.
“My bad you had to see that earlier...I usually remember to lock the thing,” he said rather quickly as he stood up.
“All good,” I replied trying to keep it cool as if I was just half listening, paying more attention to my phone. Truth is my heart started to race and I could feel myself getting hard. I reached for the comforter to disguise it. Hoping he’d drop the subject, he followed up with “it was a long day.”
There was a long pause which made me look at him standing five feet away from me. He’d been looking at me and saw my blanket maneuver.
“You look like you could right now” he said coyly. Lost for words I watched him as he sat down at the edge of my bed. I shifted my legs to give him space to lean his back against the wall. I was feeling tense but Jordan looked completely relaxed as he closed his eyes, pulled out his dick and started to stroke. His large hand moved slowly up and down his shaft. There was already precum.
He looked at me as he extended his left hand and tugged at my shorts. “Let me.” he said. I pulled them down and he gripped me firmly. He stroked his and mine in sync. I winced a bit because his hand was dry, but I let him keep going not wanting to end it. We were nearly the same size, maybe a bit longer but we both had good girth. I let him keep going and just watched. I wanted to reach out to him; his arms, the hairy stubble on his chest, then down to his dick.
As I was about to muster the courage he let go of mine. He was breathing faster and he whispered that he was going to come. He shot hard up to his chest and some off to the side on my comforter. He was chuckling a little like he was having a laugh because it felt so good. I picked up where he left off and quickly came after him. I got a bit of it on my neck feeling proud that I shot farther. Without a towel I took off my shirt and we used it to clean up. As he shifted to get up he put his hand on my thigh and apologized for the mess he left on my comforter and that next time we could use his bed.
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Adams Hall #203 - The first time.
I opened the door and there was Jordan lying naked on his twinXL bed with one hand holding his dick and the other trying to reach for the blanket to cover himself. For a split second we made eye contact but my head was already down at the floor when I heard him say, “Sorry dude, I thought I bolted it.” I quickly closed it back and went to the common room to let him finish.
Sitting down, I developed a clearer picture. He had his headphones on watching a threesome, two guys and a girl. His piece looked good; I’d guess 7 inches and thick. Even laying down his muscles were well defined. I knew he was fit, but I never saw him like this.
After what felt like enough time I went back to the room ready to pretend like nothing happened. Wearing only boxers, he was at his desk reading. We remained silent as I changed into a pair of old track shorts and a tee and got in bed.
“My bad you had to see that earlier...I usually remember to lock the thing,” he said rather quickly as he stood up.
“All good,” I replied trying to keep it cool as if I was just half listening, paying more attention to my phone. Truth is my heart started to race and I could feel myself getting hard. I reached for the comforter to disguise it. Hoping he’d drop the subject, he followed up with “it was a long day.”
There was a long pause which made me look at him standing five feet away from me. He’d been looking at me and saw my blanket maneuver.
“You look like you could right now” he said coyly. Lost for words I watched him as he sat down at the edge of my bed. I shifted my legs to give him space to lean his back against the wall. I was feeling tense but Jordan looked completely relaxed as he closed his eyes, pulled out his dick and started to stroke. His large hand moved slowly up and down his shaft. There was already precum.
He looked at me as he extended his left hand and tugged at my shorts. “Let me.” he said. I pulled them down and he gripped me firmly. He stroked his and mine in sync. I winced a bit because his hand was dry, but I let him keep going not wanting to end it. We were nearly the same size, maybe a bit longer but we both had good girth. I let him keep going and just watched. I wanted to reach out to him; his arms, the hairy stubble on his chest, then down to his dick.
As I was about to muster the courage he let go of mine. He was breathing faster and he whispered that he was going to come. He shot hard up to his chest and some off to the side on my comforter. He was chuckling a little like he was having a laugh because it felt so good. I picked up where he left off and quickly came after him. I got a bit of it on my neck feeling proud that I shot farther. Without a towel I took off my shirt and we used it to clean up. As he shifted to get up he put his hand on my thigh and apologized for the mess he left on my comforter and that next time we could use his bed.
It was a couple of years ago, I was 20, young, free & wild. At the time, I was working for some IT company. There was this guy, my workmate, let’s call him Adam. He was a fine piece of a man. Tall like a tree, fit (I loved to peek at his muscular arms while he was wearing his tight-fitting shirts), handsome, and hairy as hell. He was also extraordinarily amiable and friendly. A miracle walking on earth!
The dream day came. Both me and Adam were working overtime, so we were alone in the office. I grabbed another coffee from the machine and went to my desk to finish the report. While I was walking, he came out of nowhere, and I bumped into him. My whole coffee was spilled on his shirt. I was really embarrassed... I quickly apologised and went to the office bathroom to bring some paper towels. He followed me there.
‘Don’t you worry about that, it’s just a shirt. I’ll have it washed or I’ll just get myself a new one.’ He said using his sexy voice.
‘Yeah I know, j-just give it to me and I will take care of it. By tomorrow you’ll have a new one.’ I responded shakily. Then, he started to undress. He untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt unleashing his furry, shredded chest. I could not help but devour him with my eyes.
‘I saw how you looked at me. We’re alone here, we can make use out of it.’ He offered.
I desired him badly though thousand questions popped in my mind. He probably felt my insecurity so he seized the initiative. He grabbed my hand and led me to his desk. Later on, he removed all the papers from the desk and started to kiss me fiercely. He pinned me down. I felt his growing erection, and he must have felt mine.
I grabbed the edges of the desk. Adam undressed me with one move, and started to take care of my bulging penis. He was so good at it that I almost came. I couldn’t catch my breath, my heart was pounding.
‘You’re so tasty!’ He exclaimed and began to suck me even more rapidly. I wasn’t able to resist any longer and came right inside his mouth. That felt gloriously... Adam swallowed it and moaned. ‘Delicious! I want to screw you badly, right here and right now.’
‘I guess I’m all yours now.’ That was all I could say after such a splendid orgasm. I laid on the desk. He rimmed my anus like no one ever did, and then, released his hard manhood.
‘Is it okay if I don’t use a condom? I want to feel EVERY. BIT. OF YOU.’
‘Yes, please!’ I begged impatiently. The whole cycle of alternately romantic and fierce sex started. He began slowly exploring the depth of me, playing with my nipples, continuing to accelerate, and finally unleashed the wrecking beast form. He was literally boiling with the thirst.
Ultimately, after a long and passionate lovemaking, he came inside me. I felt blessed somehow. Nevertheless, there was still lust in his eyes. He came back to kissing me and playing with my penis. I muttered his name and helplessly came once again.
That’s my hottest sexual experience. I’m getting hard whenever I think about it. However, the best thing about me and Adam is the fact, that since then, we’re together and we still have the best sex ever.
The dream day came. Both me and Adam were working overtime, so we were alone in the office. I grabbed another coffee from the machine and went to my desk to finish the report. While I was walking, he came out of nowhere, and I bumped into him. My whole coffee was spilled on his shirt. I was really embarrassed... I quickly apologised and went to the office bathroom to bring some paper towels. He followed me there.
‘Don’t you worry about that, it’s just a shirt. I’ll have it washed or I’ll just get myself a new one.’ He said using his sexy voice.
‘Yeah I know, j-just give it to me and I will take care of it. By tomorrow you’ll have a new one.’ I responded shakily. Then, he started to undress. He untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt unleashing his furry, shredded chest. I could not help but devour him with my eyes.
‘I saw how you looked at me. We’re alone here, we can make use out of it.’ He offered.
I desired him badly though thousand questions popped in my mind. He probably felt my insecurity so he seized the initiative. He grabbed my hand and led me to his desk. Later on, he removed all the papers from the desk and started to kiss me fiercely. He pinned me down. I felt his growing erection, and he must have felt mine.
I grabbed the edges of the desk. Adam undressed me with one move, and started to take care of my bulging penis. He was so good at it that I almost came. I couldn’t catch my breath, my heart was pounding.
‘You’re so tasty!’ He exclaimed and began to suck me even more rapidly. I wasn’t able to resist any longer and came right inside his mouth. That felt gloriously... Adam swallowed it and moaned. ‘Delicious! I want to screw you badly, right here and right now.’
‘I guess I’m all yours now.’ That was all I could say after such a splendid orgasm. I laid on the desk. He rimmed my anus like no one ever did, and then, released his hard manhood.
‘Is it okay if I don’t use a condom? I want to feel EVERY. BIT. OF YOU.’
‘Yes, please!’ I begged impatiently. The whole cycle of alternately romantic and fierce sex started. He began slowly exploring the depth of me, playing with my nipples, continuing to accelerate, and finally unleashed the wrecking beast form. He was literally boiling with the thirst.
Ultimately, after a long and passionate lovemaking, he came inside me. I felt blessed somehow. Nevertheless, there was still lust in his eyes. He came back to kissing me and playing with my penis. I muttered his name and helplessly came once again.
That’s my hottest sexual experience. I’m getting hard whenever I think about it. However, the best thing about me and Adam is the fact, that since then, we’re together and we still have the best sex ever.
These are great everyone! Thank you! I will pick the winners from here. If anyone has any last minute entries please feel free to add them.
So many great stories here! I trust to be considered the stories must follow the 600 word limit?
Hi Everyone! There are so many good entries. We are picking the winners this weekend.
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