Halfway through another week and it's time to get wicked.
A very
fulfilling afternoon
As I knelt on the
bed with my legs spread as wide as possible, my ass ready for what
was coming, I looked back and saw him standing there. He was totally
naked, and stroking his thick cock, as he looked at me and I began to
wonder if I would be able to take him.
He was at least nine
inches long and nearly as thick as my forearm yet I wanted, no
needed, him to fuck me as hard as he could. Reaching between my own
legs I gripped my hard shaft and began to stroke myself slowly as he
walked toward the bed, his lubricated hardness glistening under the
light.
“Fuck me, Chris,
please,” I gasped, still stroking my cock. “I have waited too
long for this.”
“So have I,”
Chris replied, as he knelt on the bed behind me, his cock only inches
from my tight, yet eager, hole.
Pushing my ass back
I felt the tip of Chris' cock against my hole, and buried my face in
to the bed as he pushed forward. At first he struggled to get the
thick swollen head of his cock in me but, after a few gentle pokes
and thrusts, he eventually managed to break through my defence.
As he slowly
continued to push forward I gasped loudly, his cock feeling even
thicker than it looked, until I finally felt his swollen balls slap
against my ass. Chris paused, so I could get used to his thickness,
before he began to slowly buck his hips, his cock moving back and
forth in my ass, the pain I was suffering eventually morphing in to a
pleasure the like of which I had never experienced in my life before.
“You are so
fucking tight, Sam,” Chris grunted as he thrust his cock in in my
ass and held it there, the swollen head pressing against my prostate.
“Oh fuck, Chris,
come for me I want to feel you cock explode in my ass,” I groaned,
reaching back between my legs and beginning to stroke my own hardness
furiously. “I want us to come together.”
“So do I, Sam, so
do I”
Chris' thrust became
faster, harder and more erratic as he got nearer and nearer to his
ejaculation, my own not too far away, judging my the trembling in my
body, the tightness of my balls and the sweat pouring from my head.
“Fuck, Chris, I'm
going to come,” I yelled, my cock twitching violently in my fist.
“So am I,” Chris
grunted, driving his hard shaft deep in to my ass one last time
before I felt his thickness start to spasm and his warm seed entering
my body.
As soon as he
started to flood my body I couldn't hold back any longer and,
loosening the grip on my shaft, began to come, more than I could ever
remember coming in my life. Eventually Chris' thrusts slowed, then
stopped and as he pulled his, still hard cock, from my ass I
collapsed on to the bed.
As Chris collapsed
on his back next to me I turned to face him, put my hand on his chest
and traced my fingers over his muscular frame. For a couple of
minutes I continued to molest his strong body before letting my
fingers slowly travel down, over his stomach, until I found what I
still desperately wanted and wrapped them around his hardness.
“Fuck, Sam, you're
insatiable,” Chris groaned, as I began to stroke the full length of
his shaft slowly.
“It's your fault,
you shouldn't be so fucking hot,” I whispered, before lifting my
head and bending towards his cock, my mouth wide open.
©JSMorbius
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