How to buy a car

Heat radiated from deep within me, up my spine – a feeling of pleasure mixed with a bit of pain. How did this happen, I wondered? I just came here to buy a car! I dropped my head into the pillow. No, that’s not true; my head was forced into the pillow. I can’t breathe. Then, my head is yanked back – cool air at last! But I can’t take a deep enough breath. That cock feels like it’s so deep inside me – all encompassing – that I can’t inhale. Only short breaths.

“That’s how daddy likes it!” I hear over my shoulder. I almost forgot he had a voice – he was fucking the sense out of me. To be honest, I wanted it the first time I saw him step out of the house. I noticed his thick, dark black beard, his trim body and his enormous bulge in his jeans. Maybe it was simply a play of light, I thought. No way that dick is that big soft, I thought! I was wrong.

I tried to plead for him to slow down – stop for a second and let my young, almost virgin ass take a breath. But I couldn’t. He was slamming into me so hard and deep I couldn’t think straight. I’m not accustomed to being used like this – not being in control or in charge.

“Come on boy – make some noise!”

Air. I need air. Air to scream. Air to at least moan. To show him some kind of response. God, he’s splitting me in half! Harnessing all I could at the time, I managed some sort of noise.

“Arhmfh” is all I could get out. But it was enough.

Slam! I felt his wet low hangers slap my ass and stop – I swear his golf ball sized head just pushed my liver up into my throat as he buried himself into me.

“That’s it” he hissed. The he started to grind himself in me. I wondered if I’d have stomach problems tomorrow as he released my head, allowing it to fall into the sweat soaked pillow. His soda can thickness spread me open more and more, if that was even possible. I could feel – almost hear – his coarse, wiry bush scratch along my smooth, sore, ass cheeks.

I felt his wet, hairy chest on my back; I felt his giant cock pull out of me some. The void inside seemed unnatural at this point.

“You want that car, but first, you have to take my seed” he whispered as he leaned down to me. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? That car? And a fuck from this beast?” he whispered in my ear, his beard tickling the side of my neck.

Taking advantage of less dick being inside me, I raised my head, my hair wet and hanging into my eyes. I inhaled.

“Yes sir” I hoarsely muttered, my throat sore and dry.

He pushed back up off of me.

“I have to admit. That ass of your – it’s tight. Tight and hot. Nice little fucker, you are!” With that, he pulled out entirely. I almost passed out. All that organ of his inside me for the past ten minutes or so. Torturing me. Spreading me like cold, no hot, butter. All of my guts now falling back into place. The cold air tickling my once tight pink pucker. Gaping open. I tried to close it. It took effort. My dick, starting hard, went soft as he entered, but quickly rose to full glory, dumping copious amounts of my own pre-seed on the sheets below me, mixing with my sweat. He smacked my ass, then gingerly rubbed it. “Turn over, son” he commanded.

I pushed myself over to my side, thinking it odd he considered himself my ‘daddy’ and me his ‘son’ when he was only about ten years older than me. But I didn’t care much beyond that.

As I turned over onto my back, I focused on him, nude, for the first time. I could tell under his flannel shirt he was built. And his black hair and beard, and slightly hairy forearms denoted he might be hairy. Not to mention how his scratchy bush on my smooth cheeks felt. And he was hairy. Not too much – just right.

I looked up at his heaving chest, glad to see I was giving him as much to breath about as he was giving me. His chest, wet with sweat, plastered his chest hair to his skin. His erect, pink nipples sticking out dominantly as the hairs around them – long and black – hung down, pointing south. I looked as the black chest hair trailed off to almost nothingness down towards his abs, which were hard and prominently moving in conjunction with his chest. The triangle of hair around his belly button was a mess – not as smooth as his chest hair – thanks to be plastered up against my wet ass.

Then there was that cock. My god. I’ve never in my life seen a guy with a cock like this in person. His cut head was round and, now at least, red from friction. His thickness at the head was only surpassed by the thickness at the hairy base, as could be seen on his slight right curve. It bounced authoritatively, as his heart pushed blood into it, as if was nodding to say ‘yes, you know you want more of me!’ I guessed his dick was an easy eight inches long, but likely nine inches in circumference. I know I couldn’t get it in my mouth earlier, which led to this ‘punishment’.

But if that dick was big – and it was – it was his balls that gave his jeans the biggest workout. I don’t know how he sat down, they were so big. And surprisingly hairless – well when considering the amount of black bush from which grew their neighbor. If his balls were smaller than a softball, I’d been surprised. I don’t know how big they were, I just know what they felt like slamming up against my ass. Big, hard and heavy.

What hair I had on my stomach was wet with pre and sweat as I laid on my back, heels up and knees in the air as I watched this big dicked athletic man standing between my legs, his dick shiny from the massive amount of lube he had to use to wedge that monster in me.

“I have to admit, I didn’t think you’d take me. But damn – you’re a champion!” he growled as he pushed between my knees and leaned over me. Somehow, his sweaty skin mixed with his cologne from earlier and made an intoxicating aroma. As he moved up closer to my face, my erect dick rubbed against his wet, hairy stomach. Electricity swept through my body. I thought I would nut right at the time. But then, I felt his wet, gold-ball sized head push up against my hole once again. My sensitive hole was now on over drive. Every waft of air, every movement of the sheets up against it, caused my body to shudder. I’ve been fucked before a few times, but never like this!

His face got closer to mine before he collapsed on top of me, kissing me. I’ve never kissed a man with a beard before. It tickled at first, then his tongue punched through my lips as his soft but wet beard scraped my cleanly shaven skin. Damn, his tongue was giant also! His wife is a lucky bitch, I thought! He wrapped his arms around me, then rolled over, placing me on top, then pulled his mouth away from mine.

“I want you to finish while ridding this daddy cock!” he said. I didn’t need to be told twice – my body had been on the edge for the last twenty minutes - as soon as that third leg of his pushed into me.

I placed my hands on his chest and pushed up, now in (somewhat) of a power position. Or so I thought. I reached around and guided his ‘two-hander’ towards my hole, which was easy to find. Surprisingly, I had closed up a bit more than I expected so I had to work myself around in order to accept his pole. But within seconds I had that one eyed monster into my chute. Letting go, I placed my wet hands on his wet chest, and grabbed both nipples. He moaned. And I pushed back wanting to take him into me. Then, he grabbed my hips and slammed into me. I screamed in surprise. In this new position, his curved beast was hitting me in different, fresh spots. Once inside me, he pulled back.

“That’s it, boy. Tell me you want it” he said.

“Mmmhmmm” I responded. He slapped my ass.

“No! I said TELL ME YOU WANT IT!” he said, almost demonic in nature.

“I want it! I want that car. I want that dick! I want that seed” I replied.

“That’s all I needed to hear.” And with that, he started jackhammering me in a way I’ve only seen in a couple online videos.The room was filled with sounds of a wet monster dick sliding in and out of a wet hole, as well as a pair of big, wet balls somehow slapping my ass. I could not only feel his dick heating up my insides with friction, but the way his balls slung up and slapped my ass… that had to hurt him, I’d think!

“Oh god!” I yelled. “God! Hell!”

“Yeah. You’re gonna’ pay for that car one way or the other!” he yelled, between breaths. “That car seat is gonna’ smell like ass and dick for days!”

I wanted to ride him, but he had other ideas. He grabbed my hips, pushed me up and just…god..went to town on me! My own dick slapped up and down so much it hurt. But he didn’t stop. I gasped as, without warning, white fluid started to fly from my own one pleading dick, spraying everywhere.

“YES!! That’s what I wanted to see! UGGGGGHHHH!” he yelled. I didn’t feel anything as much as I heard it. The wet, sloppy sound of skin on cum coated skin. I knew he was dumping his load into and on me. Then he grabbed me and pushed me down hard as he finished unloaded the contents of the massive balls of his. Thankfully, he holed me out enough that I could take all his seed.

His face turned red for a bit, then he pushed me off of him, his dick sloshing out of me. We both laid there, me bored out and him covered in white man spackle from both of us.

He looked over, his wet hairy chest still heaving up and down.

“Still want the car?” he asked.

“Yeah” I whispered. “I just might need to call someone to come get it after that” I said.