A dream called W a G N E R !!!!

I wrote this account in 2004, so you may find that some things are outdated, but wanted to publish what I had written at the time without modification. A friend of mine gave me a phone number from one such chat room. I didn't even know that there was this service by telephone. I left the number aside, did not care much about it. One night when I had terrible insomnia, I remembered this number. I got up with some reluctance and went to get the number written down on a piece of paper. The reason for my sleeplessness was the fire too burning inside me: the fire of wanting someone to have sex, feel tastes, smells, hear groans, be pulled vigorously... I returned to bed and in the darkness of the bedroom dialed my own number. I walked into the GLS chat room. A lot of people were talking at once and for a moment, I was lost and amused by what I heard. I started chatting with some people but they weren't my type. I laughed about some things that people said. The room went empty and then there were two people who talked and I listened to them. Suddenly I heard a big masculine voice saying "hello". He asked us to go into the reserved room and we went. He described himself for me and I thought he was a delight. I also described myself, and he must have been pleased because he continued talking. Only his voice was exciting me. Said that in fact his name is Vagner. He said he worked as a security guard and was on duty. Asked if he had uniforms and he said yes. My erection grew at 1,000 per hour. I love men in uniform and up until then I'd never fucked with any of them. I told him I was passive and he told me it was active. We engaged in very hot chatter. We didn't talk much about sex and we actually ended up talking about our lives. He was separated from his wife, he lived alone; we spent more than an hour on the phone and became increasingly interested in each other. So he asked me if we could get to know one another. Although unsure of himself and not knowing exactly what I was doing, I said yes. We threw the responsibility of our meeting place on each other until I had an idea to meet him in a cellar that would be close enough for both of us. He said he knew where it was, and so we were right. We set up at nineteen o'clock one Saturday morning. On the day of my rendezvous, I spent the morning and afternoon nervously counting down the minutes till the appointment time. My whole body trembled with the possibility of feeling a man inside me that night. It had been months without this sensation. When I arrived at the cellar it was empty. There was only a couple at one of the tables right in front. I ordered a table for two people very far back and a waiter served me promptly (he's cute). I asked for a glass of wine just to start with. I wanted to feel warm immediately and see my nervousness give way to an erection definitively. I looked at my clock every second by seconds. After about fifteen minutes had passed from what we agreed on, I already thought that I would take a cake. Two more couples arrived within this short time. Suddenly he appeared. I knew it was him because his description was clear to my eyes. I became nervous. He looked at me and was just as sure of who I was, he came towards me. My heart seemed to be going out of my mouth. When he got very close to the table, he asked with a slight smile: - What about Anderson? It's me. I answered with a smile You must be Vagner - That's right. We shook hands, and he sat down. The son of a bitch was very beautiful! Suddenly I became overcome with terrible nervousness. I wondered if my appearance suited him; whether it pleased him that I looked so good dressed; for he seemed to be fine. Comparing my physique with his there was much difference. He was taller, stronger. Next to him I looked like a boy. His arms were covered in blond fur, his hair quite short and half-Russian, his eyes the color of honey. A beauty, the kid! To complete the delight of manhood that he was, I wore a half-open jacket showing his hairy chest and called for the waiter trying to control my nervousness. - What are you drinking? - I'll accompany you on the wine. Two more glasses of wine, I went to the waiter. When the waiter left, we didn't know what to say for a few moments. But I was feeling pretty good about my first glass of wine. First date sucks, looks like we have nothing to talk about. But he's very important, after all we are strangers. - Not for long. I was trying to establish a climate of mischief. He just smiled. When I noticed me, I was in a tight spot. The waiter brought out the wine glasses. We started talking silly things and slowly we got deeper into it. His face looked like an asshole that wasn't to be denied. I still felt scared and thought at any moment he would say we weren't leaving. I was thinking he was too much sand for my little truck. As we began another round of wine, he was looser. He talked and touched lightly on my hand. Wine was helping us relax. "What's it like living alone?" I asked. Well, it has its pros and cons. It's more work of course but in return the freedom is extreme you can do whatever you want come whenever you want leave your house messy make food when you want go with whoever... - Whoa! There was a kind of silence between us, just staring at each other and looking away. - Why did you and your wife split up? I knew it was being indiscreet and inconvenient, but when I drink... Well, she took a deep breath and leaned against the back of her chair. She likes another guy. And I was kind of stunned that he said it, and then I asked him with a stupid fucking smile on my face: - She cheated on you? I don't think he ever did, but you said that there was another guy in my tin. I started laughing and said: - Did you hit her? - No, of course not! You have every one. - How long were you married? - Ten months now. - Oh, they didn't have much road... children? What's the point of this interrogation? That's when I got the real thing. I'm sorry, I was just asking out of curiosity. Let's put this wife-girlfriend stuff behind us and focus on ourselves. Of course, I was a little unfunny. - How about something to eat? - It's a good one. While we were eating, I had my fourth glass of wine and he looked at me and said: I don't want to be held responsible or prosecuted for sexual abuse. - Oh, so that means we're going out? _ But of course we'll leave! _ he said with a surprised face. _ What are you thinking? For a second there, I thought you weren't gonna roll. On a fine Saturday night like this, to let an opportunity slip away? Only then did the dirtiest thoughts begin to fill my mind. I was going "to finish" with that cat! We finished eating and I finished my wine. I decided not to drink any more, because what I had already drunk was enough to make me intoxicated. If I didn't drink anymore, I would be conscious of my deeds. But obviously the wine had burned all my ass. I looked straight in his eyes and spoke like a little bird: - Vagner, how can I? - How do you what? _ How do I lick every hair on your chest? This little question seems to have set the delicious man on fire. - You're good with your tongue? I love using my tongue. He took his wine to his mouth and wet his red lips. "Why don't we cut this chatter short and go somewhere nice?" I asked, almost drooling with the desire to lick that little man. That's a great idea. We paid the bill, and then we left. And in the car as I was driving along he reached over to me and squeezed my left leg with his hand. It gave me chills at that manly touch and immediately made me crave for him to be touching more sensitive parts of my body like my little bundle or whatever it is; so I slipped my tiny left hand down her leg and clutched this delicious stiff member inside her pants. I said, holding firmly her pause that looked more like an iron bar. "Everything, every inch of it", he'd say in a muffled voice full of crap. And my tongue is affectionate. - What a delight! My cook is hungry, he swallows what I give him to eat. I'd talk and squeeze his throbbing coccyx, as if it wanted to tear the thick tissue that held him. You better stop squeezing my dick, or I'm gonna end up mocking you here in your pants. I took my hand off and said: Your milk has to be taken either in the back of my throat or inside my little bundle. His eyes seemed to sparkle and he was clearly dying of a hard-on. _ I'm seeing that I will enjoy very tasty today. _ spoke. - What depends on me... I thought we'd go to a motel, but when it dawned on me, we were parked in front of his house. He got out of the car and opened his garage door, told me to come inside right away and put the car up for auction. Shutting the gate shut, he drove me into his home. While he was closing the door, I looked around the living room to get some perspective. Suddenly he grabbed me from behind and started rubbing my ass. Started squeezing my pocket really hard; stuck his tongue down my ear and began biting at my neck. I turned to him and stepped forward to kiss him on the mouth. "Whoa!" she said, turning her face away. I noticed he was one of those guys who doesn't kiss on the mouth. I laughed like a piranha. He grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me up, so I jumped into his open-legged lap and clasped my arms around his neck. - Whoa! He started to walk with me on his lap, and I felt like a female in the arms of my male. And he sat me down on the arm of the couch and began unbuttoning his jacket in front of me. - Oh, my God! I didn't tell you to do anything. I was determined to be that man's "wife" that night, and when he took off his jacket, a belly and chest covered in rough black hair were presented as gifts. My hands went over his stomach and on his breast, feeling the hairs sliding between my fingers; I had my hand pushed by him. His cock jumped in front of me. What a spectacular member! Full of veins and all hairy. He held his stick and pulled out the head, which was red and moody. With his left hand he drew my head towards its roll and spoke: - Suck it up, you pervert! I swallowed his dick as far as I could, because it was huge. He started to fuck my mouth and moan loudly calling me a pervert. I looked like a greedy baby and sucked with great pleasure its formidable roll. Lambach his stick from the base up to the delicious head. She told me to suck her bag and I took some time serving him, so he pulled my hair hard and shouted: - You didn't hear me, you pervert! I approached his bag and tried to put the two balls in his mouth, but it was impossible because they were huge. You're gonna get your ass kicked a lot today, are you listening? I tried to answer, but he wouldn't let me. He kept sticking the roll in my mouth and taking it out and hitting it on my face. He walked away from me and took off all of his clothes. When I was removing mine, he pulled me by the arm and practically dragged me into his room. - Now your male will eat you. I had a permanent smile on my face, loving all that crap. Take off those clothes or I'll eat your ass. I took off my clothes and like a submissive woman who is afraid of her violent husband, I slowly approached him and knelt between his legs. I wanted to suck some more before giving up the ass. His cock was very delicious! He let go and I went back to sucking that wonderful dick. I licked all the hair surrounding his dick; it was a beautiful stick full of veins, thick, big and extremely hard. I sucked for a long time and felt he was about to spill his milk. You've got a cute little mouth, but now I want ass. I was on all fours for that gorgeous male, my ass winking so hard to swallow his dick. - What a silly little pig! He started rubbing his fingers really slowly, and then he began to put pressure on my finger so I wanted to stick it in all at once. It hurts! - Fuck, I asked you a question. He used this aggressive phrase, but soon I noticed that he stopped sticking his fingers in and just smoothing out. Suddenly I felt his hot wet tongue invade my ring. It seemed like he wanted to fuck me up the ass with it. I started rolling over on his face and he was sinking deeper and deeper into my backside. He began licking my arse as if he were licking an ice cream. He got out of bed and came back with a condom. He put his dick down carefully. Passily spat all through the pause and directed him at my delicate thigh. Began thrusting the stick without interrupting penetration for one second. My ass was so used to swallowing dicks, it hadn't been for a couple of months when I felt his comb leaning against my little bundle. "What a tight ass, what a hot hole it's like roasting my dick", said the delicious male. I'd roll over and shove my ass back even further to feel the whole fucking thing inside, he started giving me really strong punches and slapped my butt twice. That's what you like, isn't it? I'll fuck you up, man! Every once in a while he'd punch me deep into my asshole, pull the roller out from inside and lay down on his side. - Lie on your side, I want to eat you. I did what he told me to do. He lifted up my right leg and hit the whole roller at once on my ass, so I let out a scream and started rolling as he was hitting it. "Oh, I'll mock!" he said between groans. I want your milk. If he was having fun inside, the sperm would go into the condom. A waste! I wanted to swallow it. He took out the stick again from within. Turned around in front of me, grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders and kicked the roll back on my butt. His punches were strong and very deep. What a wonderful male! I started thinking that this was a dream and that he'd wake up at any moment. It played frantically for a few moments and then suddenly pulled out its cane. - Hurry up! As I approached his dick, a jet of sperm hit my face. I quickly swallowed the fuck out and felt another strong jettison in the sky from my mouth, then another strong one on my throat, then more, more. My mouth was flooded and I began to swallow that wonderful reading this man gave me. He shouted and kept joking but only in small amounts now. I made movements back and forth while he swallows all his semen. It was quite an amusing joke. His cock was semi-hard and when I realized that his milk would no longer come, I pulled his stick from his mouth. I passed the stick head on my face and took the sperm that was in my face to my mouth. I've never been sucked like that! I was satisfied and left his dick clean. He lay down, and I laid beside him; he took a deep breath. I began to smooth his hair. I couldn't resist and started smelling it, sticking my face into his furry belly. Licking and licking with my tongue through its furry stomach. What an amazing macho man! It was from a real male that not even the one I needed. For many minutes I rubbed my face, nose and mouth with his hairs. I suckled his stick deliciously for a few more minutes. We got up and went under the shower. I licked unceasingly the hairs on her chest and belly. Sucking and drinking water that flowed down from her hair. She was in ecstasy. On my knees, I sucked her cock slowly as it fell over her body. My tongue explored every millimeter of her man's member. Vagner was calm and made me feel at ease. Then he began to put a condom on his penis and told me to lean against the wall behind him. I leaned my face and arms against the cold bathroom tile, pushing his ass in to get his dick inside. He propped a pike's head up on my arse, held my waist with both hands and shoved it all at once. I let out a scream, but my neck swallowed "wood" whole. It is not dirt no, but he started eating me very tasty! The kicks that he was giving me were delicious, vigorous. He grabbed my hips tightly. As he thrust himself into my butt, water falling onto our bodies splashed from every side; this excited me even more. He kept eating me for a long time in this position. I didn't want it to ever end, and ended up making fun of him while he was biting my head off. No man had made fun of me before when they were chewing on me. I sobbed loudly as he teased me and marveled at that delightful sensation. I leaned all over the wall and he followed along with his dick buried deep inside my asshole. For a few moments he stayed stuck into me, then gently took out the stick from underneath my arse. Then I turned around and looked into his eyes - those beautiful honey-colored eyes! I knelt calmly before the scroll and pulled out my condom, tossing it aside. My mouth went quietly towards the tasty member and I began to taste only his head. I kept circling my tongue on the delicious end of his stick. He ordered me to stand up and spoke: - You know how to please a man. I wanted to have you inside me forever. He smiled and told me to go to bed that he was already going. I went, lay down on the bed and my body seemed to be floating. I wanted to suck, give more and more ass for this wonderful man. Then he appeared, passing a towel without worrying too much about drying it all over his body. Tossed the towel aside and laid himself in bed with his belly up. I started sucking water droplets from his hair and soon had the roller back at the bottom of my throat. After a nice blowjob, I climbed onto him legs wide open, grabbed his cock and stuck my head into his butt. "May I?" he asked. I was asking him if he could get his ass down on your condomless dick, and he just stared at me for a second. - You can. I released the weight of my body and started swallowing his dick, biting on my lower lip while his cock was being sucked up by my asshole. You're the best piece of shit I ever ate! I was glad to hear that and rode with even more eagerness, wanting milk in me... feeling the sperm of this male flooding my rectum. - It eats me like this! He came upstairs and buried his dick in my ass. Started punching me. It was a delightful sensation to feel that man inside of me, it kept eating me for awhile in this position. Suddenly he started moaning louder and I felt like I was about to receive all the milk on my rectum. And so it went. Jets of sperm pouring into my arse. Each jet he sounded stronger and deeper. How did that handsome guy eat me! Fell sideways, gasping. I stood looking at that wonder next to me and had my face near hers. He looked into my eyes and pulled my head. His lips touched mine and his tongue entered my mouth. He kissed me. What a delicious kiss! A real man's kiss. We don't stop anymore. Vagner ate me in the wee hours of the morning. The whole time either his dick was in my mouth or inside my butt. My ass got roasted. When daylight came, we slept. I woke up around eleven and didn't find Wagner next to me. I stood up and only then felt a terrible burning sensation between my buttocks. Vagner was in uniform. He wore his beautiful security outfit, a khaki jacket and trousers; thick cloth underneath the coat he had on a white T-shirt, a pair of black sweatshirt and a little doll also made from khaki embroidered into its head with the logo of the security company printed on the sleeves of the jacket at the center of the hat. Are you just gonna stand there and watch, or are you coming to suck my cock? I walked open-leggedly towards him and knelt facing the bulk of his cock that was sticking out from underneath my trousers, pulled down a beam and shoved my hand into his pants with one hand pulling off his dick, punched it so hard he grew up at once and choked me to swallow it whole. "What will you do?" I asked. I'm just going to fuck you. - No, Vagner. I'm all roasted out here! I'm going to eat you anyway! I turned around, unable to disobey his order. I leaned over a nearby table and he spat on my dick and ass. The mere touch of the spit made my groin burn. He put the pike in there and pushed it all at once. Damn! I saw stars! I started screaming from pain or pleasure for whatever reason. Within minutes he threw milk back up into my butt. Pulled the pike out, turned me round and gave me a nice kiss. He looked even prettier in uniform. When we were ready to leave, when he was about to open the door for us to go out, he pulled up a chair and sat down and put his stick outside telling me to suck. I laughed, got on my knees and fell flat on my face it took him twenty minutes or so before a small amount of sperm came into my little mouth swallowed you naturally Vagner had six times in that period together After I finished the sip, we left... that was the last time I tasted his milk. I dream every night of feeling Vagner inside me again.