We were driving a few more minutes when I felt her hand on my cock. I almost jumped out of my skin. She just smiled at me and told me to keep driving. It was like I was under her spell, she instructed me to unzip my pants and I did.
That incredible mouth came down on mine and he took me with his tongue. It was everything I dreamed it would be, and his hand took my cock, this thumb rubbing my precum over the swollen head. We got into a steamy bath of oily bubbles without unlocking our mouths.
We were naked in the water, wrapped in each other's arms, floating in that magic sea. Our tongues danced together and our hands slid over each other. It was like a dream, floating in that glowing water. The arousal was intense, but our movements were deliberately slow.
We lay naked together on the cot, kiss and exploring with our hands. I was so hard it hurt, but wanted it to last. I was the basic primitive one, and I had gone romantic. The normally poetic Chas had become an animal.
We came together, and suckled each other's cocks as we feasted on the hot cum. The sensation was so intense, so sweet, that I thought that if I'd died at that moment, I would die fulfilled and complete.
Lisa had already taken off her blouse, revealing a purple bra that offset her hair with its deep tones. Lisa's breasts were firm and well rounded, with a hint of her dark, reddish nipples peeking out. She had on a long skirt, but it removed itself rather quickly as she loosened the strap around the waist.
He had me stop in the middle of the floor, lower my head and thrust up my ass. He knelt beside me, ran a hand over my ass, then spanked me. I flinched at first, as the repeated smacks of his hand were painful, but relaxed as the sensation changed.
I managed to get him flipped to his back, avoiding his hands and teeth, and got one wrist handcuffed to the headboard. Cuffing the other wrist was easier. He snarled at me, and began to spit obscenities, fighting against the cuffs as hard as he could. My balls felt like they'd explode.
About 10 minutes before closing time, I grabbed him and hauled him into one of the old storerooms. I put him up against the wall and kissed him, hard, my tongue going deep in his mouth. He sucked it and put my hand on his hard cock and rubbed it up and down.
He bent me over the mahogany dining room table, knelt behind me and licked and kissed my ass. "Do you want me?" he asked hoarsely. I put my head down in the dust and groaned by way of response. He stood and rubbed my back.
He did something that made it feel like his throat was milking my cock, and I shot cum long and hard. I couldn't hear anything over my own howls, or feel anything outside the shell of my body that was trying to contain the biggest fucking cum of my life.
He gasped and arched his back in shock as my tongue slid over the head of his cock. I lapped up the precum that poured from him, then fastened my mouth around his silky head and sucked hard. He gripped the sheet into two fists, let out an agonized howl and exploded cum into my mouth.
I grabbed his hips and fucked him. Hard. Fast. With an odd kind of fury. I held on to him and pounded my hips against him so hard my own teeth were rattling. I glanced down at him once, to see him balanced on clenched fists, his face scarlet, eyes huge, mouth open and gasping.
My cock was swollen and hard and trying to get out of my jogging shorts. It fucking hurt, and precum had created a wet stain. I stared down at my own hardon, my betrayer, who had forced me into a moment I had prayed would never come.
e invited me over to his place pretty much right away, and gave me the address. It was about a fifteen minute drive away from my place, and I stroked my hardening cock as I drove there, my heart pounding in excitement.
Traci got down off her ladder, showing as much leg as possible. She also smiled, showing her dimples. When she stood in front on the desk, she noticed that he was not smiling. She began to feel a little nervous.
We swam in the lake for a while like two erotic fish, hands and mouths all over each other. The sun started to glide towards the horizon and the temperature dropped along with it. By the time we made it back to his camp, we were shivering.
His cock vanished and I swear I whimpered. His tongue was there, and I sucked my cum from it. He rolled me on my stomach, and mounted the back of my head, rubbing his hard cock through my hair. Then he lowered his face to my ass and licked and nibbled on it.
He turned me around, and asked me if anyone had ever licked my ass before. I told him no one had. He got down on his knees, and then reached up with his arms to encourage me to bend over, exposing my ass to him.
It was here that he asked me if I was into scenes of any kind. I asked him to be more specific. He said he was into enemas, and that he loved to see a guy lie down and take a good-sized enema up his ass like a man.
He was about 6'3", very solid and well built, with an intelligent face, piercing blue eyes and a captivating smile. A T-shirt that said "Frank -Staff" had been asked to encase the incredible chest. It was doing its best.
He licked and nibbled both my cheeks as his hands massaged me, coming teasingly close to my crack before moving away. Every time I lost control and thrust my ass up at him he bit one cheek and slapped the other.
Derrick a tall, black neighbor of mine came over one evening, after much pleading on my part. He is an intimidating figure, trim but very muscular which helps him in his job as a prison guard.
he attached two steel clamps to my nipples, their sharp teeth cutting into my skin. Each clamp had a chain that hung down, and he attached these to a ring that he fastened around my dick. As the weight of my dick pulled the chains, the clamps got tighter, making me scream from a new source of pain.
The original scheme had called for them both to fool around and then jerk each other off. Now Bill told him the guy wanted to have James jerk off first, then Bill would do it and then the two of them would get on the bed and do each other again.
Do you want me to tell you about them, boy." I nodded yes not loosing his dick from my mouth. "I see them about twice a week. They take care of me real good." Do they drink your piss Sir? "No boy, you are getting something they don't get.
Fingers grasped the top of my legs, toying with my groin. He paused, then slid his hand to take charge of my pulsing erection. I breathed out heavily. Both hands then assaulted my privates and I was massaged.
A groan escaped my parted lips as my hungry eyes devoured his sleeping penis. It was of perfect shape and proportion and still had his foreskin, unlike my mine, and again he was totally smooth. There wasn't a single hair anywhere on his body.