A Scary Biker
So, as usual, I was feeling horny today. A straight dude showed up at my door. He’d e-mailed me to get my address but I wasn’t expecting a 5-foot 10, 175, thick body, tats, tan and bandanna biker wearing Mad Dog sunglasses. I was a little nervous because he was very tough looking.
Turned out he was a bit of a pussycat in his demeanour but just a sexy, muscly hunk of man. I helped him take off his leather and boots and then I got us cold cokes and we make small talk. Turned out that he wasn’t getting any at home because his wife was pregnant, yadda, yadda, was on Craigslist Casual Encounters and saw my ad for no-reciprocation head and needed some relief.
When I put on some pussy porn he shucked off his Fruit of the Looms and I immediately dropped to my knees in front of him and took his small soft cock into my mouth. He wasn’t hard yet and his cock was maybe two and a half to three inches and not very thick. He wasn’t the least bit shy...in fact he looked a little proud of his tiny little pee-pee.
I started a nice gently sucking, rolling it around, doing my best to wake it up and coax him into hardness. Takes a while to get hard so I ask if he was nervous and he laughed and said, “Yes, because I’ve never done much with a guy.”
I rubbed my hands up and down his legs from his ankles to his thighs and stuck my tongue between his ball sack and thigh and I could feel him immediately growing. I greedily suck it into my throat as some blonde bitch moaned, "Ooooh yessssss!" in the background. I kept drawing him in, loving the feeling of him growing in my mouth.
He kept on growing and I could feel his cock start to push at the entrance to my throat. Oh god, love to feel a cock get hard and push into my throat. He got long and thick enough that if I still had much of a gag reflex that I couldn’t have taken him all in. My guess is that once he was fully hard he was slightly on the large size of average in both length and girth …a grower not a show-er.
After about 30 minutes his legs started shaking as I very slowly took his cock in and out of my mouth, lubing it up with spit and coaxing his ‘babies’ up through his shaft. He started rubbing the top of my head telling me how good it felt and how he’d never had head like this, not even from his wife.
An hour has gone by and I can already taste his cum just begging to be released. I can't see his ball sack anymore because it's pulled all the way up. Any flick of my tongue and he jumps in his seat. Daringly I reach up and start playing with his soft, brown nipples and deep throat him.
"Oh shit I'm gonna cum,” he moaned.
I quickly pulled off and his dick jumped but doesn't actually shoot off, luckily
I let him rest a little and then went back to suckling his sexy cock. Another 30 minutes rolls by and he’s in hog heaven, moaning and telling me he loves it and I'm gonna get his load.
I decided it was time to blow his mind and go all the way down and make swallowing motions with my throat while pinching his nipples. He doesn't even warn me...he just thrust his hips forward, his desperate cock stabbing the back of my throat and unleashes massive globs of pungent cum into my mouth. I can feel my sweat going down into my butt crack and down into my shorts as my biker buddy squirted rope after rope of his virile biker cum into me.
The room at this point was burning hot and reeked of ball sweat, cum and sex.
He had his big forearms covering his eyes trying to regain his composure so I pulled off and start swishing his cum around in my mouth. It’s so full that some escaped and dripped onto my chin. He smiled when he watched me lick it off.
It turned out it had only been a couple of days since he’d jacked off and that he was horny ‘all the time.”
I told him, “There was no reason for you to have to jack off when I have a perfectly good mouth for you to use.” I added the he was welcome anytime and gave him my email and number. He rode off into the sunset back to the wife and I'm hoping more visits with me.