I 'm a big cock .
Another night of sleeplessness, there uncomfortably trying to fall asleep on the office couch. Damn it, why did I always have to end up fighting with my wife? She was guilty too. Every time I talked about our son we ended up having a nasty fight. Shit, that guy was 19 years old already and couldn't do anything in life! My insistence finally got him into one of those backyard colleges. The mother proud of her useless child even thought of throwing a party for his great achievement. Of course I didn't agree. That happiness lasted only three months, actually one month in the first month he went to college but it took me three before I found out that he paid and he didn't even go or if he did all he would do was go there pick up a hot girl and fuck her at a motel my wife thought i was wrong she always thought I was wrong Of course, my wife and I got into an endless argument. My son of course took his mother's side saying that I couldn't understand him.
Lately it was becoming frequent these my sleeping in the office. The last time I had stayed there for about 15 days and that's the end of a man to get fucked is not normal thing from a married guy and on this night I would have ended up peeling one, I didn't know how, I was fucking horny and already late to go home with Nanci and besides her husband was in São Paulo. The trick was to go into some chat room, find a slut, turn on the cam, punch out while I watched that hooker stick her little fingers in Xana and make an ass of herself for me.
I walked in, said good night to everyone and no one answered. Apparently this room was supposed to be full of friends talking about their own fucked up lives just like mine. Suddenly a guy with an unusual ID called me from the reservation:
"What's the point?" he asked.
I replied.
Do you have a cam?
I have
Do you have MSN?
I have
Pass your email
I went over and opened my msn, waited. Then the message came that he'd included me in it.
Turn on the cam.
Okay, so I called and then the next thing I knew he was releasing his image.
The image was very dimly lit, the subject should be in a room with only one lamp illuminating that part of his body.
Do you like hand job by cam?
I got mad, turned off my cam. He immediately left the room and was so outraged by what had happened that he called me back in
Are you going to release the cam?
I didn't answer.
If you don't call, I will leave!
I turned on the cam and he switched on his.
Dude, I'm not a pervert!
Neither did I.
But why do you want to see my roll?
I'll show you mine, too.
I don't know if I want to see another guy's dick and that I do not even know.
If you weren't, I would have left by now.
I saw him put his hand on the brace, unzipped his pants and ended up pulling out a big white stick.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
I don't know, man.
You must have liked it. Yes, everyone who sees you likes it. Now take yours off.
I don't know how or why, but my dick came out.
"Beauty, man". He typed.
That's when I realized my dick was completely hard.
"How much does it cost?" he asked.
6 inches.
My seven inches.
Meanwhile I was getting my dick and he got his, really the guy had a nice cock that besides being big it was thick.
"Are we going for a hand job?" he asked.
At that time in the championship I, perhaps because of unusual situation and curiosity ended up agreeing. I punched my dick and watched this guy who didn't even know me hit a violent stick on his cock he lowered his pants and I could see better than ever that pyro was being punched
Take off your bermuda! He said.
I took it off and kept banging on for about 15 minutes, until I wrote:
Dude, I'm going to laugh!
Have a good time!
I ended up having a lot of fun, the cock came out in jets from my dick grinding all my belly. He accelerated his own and when he was going to make jokes, stood on its feet, I saw lots of fucking coming out inside that pirouette. Shit, this guy was laughing very much and in jet airs. When it finished showed me his hand full of shit close-up.
I'm going to clean up, he wrote.
"Are you going out?" I asked.
Yes, I will. The day after tomorrow you can come in at that time and we'll hit it off together again.
He turned off his cam and walked out of the MSN. I stood there, my dick shrinking outside with a belly full of shit. I couldn't believe what I had done, after so much time I got up, pulled some paper from my desk drawer and wiped myself clean, switched off my computer and went back to the couch to try to sleep. A sense of guilt came over me, swore to myself that I would never do it again. The next day and the next I tried not to think about it, but the more I tried, the more that pirouette on my screen let loose abundantly in jets of shit, but was overcome by my weakness before 11 o'clock there I sat in front of my PC with my MSN turned on waiting for me and making worse my guilt, my dick hurt so hard inside his underwear.
I thought you weren't gonna be there?
"Why wouldn't I be?"
I thought you regretted it.
I tried not to think about it.
But you couldn't?
I couldn't.
Open the cam.
I opened the camera and already pointed it at my dick, completely took off the shorts that I was wearing.
Where are you?
at work.
What do you work with?
I'm security for a company.
is there no danger?
No, I'm alone in here.
He opened the zipper and put his half-smooth roll out, asked:
Take off your pants.
I can 't .
I saw that he lowered as much as possible
I took my stick and started massaging him, he did the same thing. And then that roll came back like it was before, huge.
Have you ever held another guy's dick in your hand?
No, not ever.
Do you feel up to it?
I don't know, man.
We could score and play live, you hit for me and I'll beat for you. What do you think?
I don't know if I have the courage.
When he sees my hard cock in front of him, he's gonna want to grab it.
That chatter gave me a fucking hard-on, so I grabbed my roll willingly and started pouring the hookah, he did the same. We stayed for a long time without typing, just looking at the screen and seeing that guy I didn't know beating up on this huge stick. He sent:
I'll have fun.
Hold it a while longer .
You can't.
He stood up, adjusted the image and accelerated in his fist. Then jets of shit started flying from that jeba's head. I stopped with mine, wanted to see everything very calmly. It was only when he showed me my hand washed by fuck and the table where it sat on a puddle of sperm that I went back into mine. I had fun like never before, came out much fucking inside my cock, at the end I also showed my hand, melada.
And that's where we meet?
- When?
The day after tomorrow.
What about tomorrow?
is
What time is it?
He left early. You could have come here at 7:00.
7:00 in the morning?
Yeah, he left at 6:00, but I'm expecting you until 7:00.
- Where?
I'll meet you at the bakery.
He gave me the whole address and how he was going to be dressed. We left MSN, I turned off my PC, went back on the couch trying to sleep but couldn't because of extreme excitement. The sun came up. I got up, took a shower, made coffee and set out looking for my new adventure. I walked over to the guy, and it was only then that I remembered we hadn't spoken our names. I went up to him and said: "Ms., you must have blushed because there could be a hole in your face with someone who couldn't possibly be he". He looked at me for quite some time and said, "Mrs"., scrutinizing me from top to bottom, smiled sharply, got out of his chair and waved us out of the bakery. On the street he asked if I was driving my car.
He held out his hand to me <unk>José, but he called me Zé<unk> I stretched out my "Carlos Aberto" (open Carlos), but he calls me Charles. I started in the car <unk>where are we going?<unk>I asked him, there at home<unk>he answered and began pointing the way, not even thinking that it could be entering a cold one, this is what hardness does When we arrived in front of a white ceiling with a side entrance he ordered me to stop and lean back. He said we should enter quietly. We entered by the side, took a key from his pocket, unlocked a lock on a gate and went into absolute silence towards the end of the house where there was an urinal. He quickly opened the door and signaled me to come in. The room was very simple, but everything had been arranged so nicely that he turned on a radio and said quietly: "To muffle our noises", told me to sit down on the bed, took off his green shirt, jeans, just black underwear, I looked at him and saw that the guy had a beautiful body without hair, not healed, but well-made and proportionate. He picked up a towel hanging in one corner, opened it and signalled that he would take a bath. I continued sitting there and soon heard the sound of a shower being switched on. I didn't know if he would take off his clothes or stay like that. After a few minutes, he came back to the room wrapped only in towel and holding underwear, said: "Are you still dressed? remove your clothing". I started removing it, remaining only with panties on, he looked at me and said: <unk>Take off too! ?? .I was completely naked, my dick had already been hard , he looked up, laughed and said:"It is almost over now!" He took off his towel, and saw an enormous cock swinging in front of me. Damn, this penis was much bigger live than what appeared on the PC. He sat down beside me and slid his body backwards until he came with his back to the bedspread, tapped his hand on the mattress signalling that I should join him.
I think it made me blush, because he laughed and said in a hushed voice: "You don't have to be embarrassed. We are doing what many people do". And without giving me any time to respond, he took my hand and put it on top of his mega-stick -- 'Hold onto this.' He says. Feeling that rigid chest in my hand pulsating was a new sensation, but one I was loving. He grabbed my stick firmly and started punching me, I did the same thing to his cock, only I couldn't stop staring at this pole I had in my hands and he watched my movements. We stood there punching each other slowly without hurry, we didn't want to have fun right away but rather try to get as much pleasure out of each other. I'm older than him, 42 years old, 1.82 meters tall and weigh 85 kilograms. My chest is hairy as well as my butt and legs are hairy; my face is smooth with no hairs on it. I am strong, the result of many years in gymnastics that I don't do anymore but which have left me with a defined body. He let go of my dick and helped me hold onto his roll, looked at me seriously "chupa" he said.
I didn't answer and kept looking at that cock in my hand. He let go of the roller, took his hand up to my head and began forcing it towards his jeba. I bravely resisted until he knelt beside me and without letting off his hand from my head forced more and more. My desire was to taste this stick but did not want to give up on myself but slowly allowed him to get my mouth closer to this sharp spike. I stuck my lips into that hard spear, felt a strong smell emanating from this stick. I heard him say: "Go open your mouth and breast in it". Very slowly I opened my mouth, passed the tongue on that headpiece and gave a slight lick, felt a salty taste. I pressed my mouth against the tip of this dick, sucked. The taste was completely different from the taste of an onion but quite pleasant. Opening my mouth more widely and putting my whole head into it, <unk>chupa!<unk> he said to me. Resolved, tried to swallow as much as I could, but due to the thickness and length of that bag I only managed to get about three fingers past his head into my mouth. He groaned softly. He held my head with both hands and said: "Open your mouth wide", I obeyed. Then he began to fuck slowly in my mouth, and it was speeding up. And then tried to squeeze more and more as if getting into a gaggle, I started to get anxious. He grabbed me by the head and said:" Open your mouth widely, be calm and let go of the throat".
He opened his mouth wide and swallowed, swallowing until I could see and feel his teeth touching my pubic hair then he let go slowly till only the tip of it was left in his mouth repeated this many times before starting to do so at an ever increasing speed which made me completely crazy fuck they'd never sucked me like that no woman had been able to give me such pleasure. He sucked, he sucked and never lost his breath until I let go of my dick - now it's the same with me - spoke. I told him to sit on the bed and settled myself between his legs, held his bag underneath raising his stick and was ready to poop up to its tail. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed, swallowing, swalling, felt when that big fucking head of pike passed through the entrance of my throat, swallows a little bit more, released, took out this jeep from my mouth with a snap of tongue. So I went for another try, this time letting the dick in until I felt my lips against their hair and slowly let it go. And then I did that gradually till I got used to doing everything really fast, but then I moved on to phase two which was just making things happen so much quicker than they were supposed to be made possible by anything else.
I heard him say "Hum, what a hairy fat guy you are. Let me grab some of your ass". I thought about saying no but he didn't even wait for the answer and lay down on top of me so that I could feel this motherfucker grabbing my arsehole and my butt. And then I felt his head go up against the door in my ass and get out there and let myself loose and enjoy it because it was delicious. The kid just kept putting more shit into my bottom and taking longer to take it off. In one of them I felt that he was pushing, and even though I realized it wouldn't go in because my ass was a virgin, still tried to shove him with my hands "let me stick just a little bit" said while licking and nibbling on my ear. Fuck, the guy was making me go clouds. As I did not answer he understood this as yes. He got up, took a pipe and condom packages in a drawer. I tried to get out of that position because I knew what he intended. "Let's just try, if it hurts too much or bothers you I promise to stop", he said. This older duck, I knew very well that after he stuck the roll in my ass would want to punch whole, but my erection was going a thousand and why not try.
The kid, he'd push in and pull out, then turn around and that made me even more horny. Then two fingers went, it hurt a little bit but nothing was unbearable. I heard the condom wrapper being ripped open, then looked back and saw him tucking his chest up, then took the tube of cream and poured copiously on his dick, unfurled it. He lay down over me, felt this super-lubricated roll sliding between my butt, going to look for the insides of my tail at first sight. I felt the pressure and my ass opened up, at first so easy but when that headache came to fruition it was like a motherfucking pain as if it were being broken in half. I tried to let go of myself, but he held me tightly. I asked him to stop "calm down, relax, the worst is over trust that I'll put on nice and slow" said into my ear really very calmly almost inch by centimeter with great care but the pain was unbearable He held me, not to immobilize me but so that I wouldn't struggle as much or add more pain. After a long time he said: "It is enough; just one little bit longer", and at that moment I relaxed somewhat.
He took advantage and buried the rest. My impaled ass throbbed with pain, he lay on top of me without moving. Long minutes went by, "I'll move my dick so you can feel if it still hurts". It gave a small bump, hurt but much less. Slowly he started to move that cock inside my arse in almost imperceptible shots, seeing that I did not complain anymore, began accelerating. Soon he fucked my butt at crazy speed. He put me on all fours, and then he started putting it up to the tail and then pulling out completely, did this many times until he threw in and left, there was a stuffed mittens. Shit, the guy was an athlete in the area of sending roll into an ass, and my poor little ass was already starting to burn. Lying down and holding the roller by its base next to his bag, showed me and said: "Come sit him". I went backwards for him - no, sit forward, I want to see your face! He looked at me like an asshole, went up and down, he made a hard-on face, I started riding on that torso. I galloped very much until he told me to lie down, I lay there, he raised my legs, put them on his shoulders, lifted my body, till my ring was exactly the size of its roll, did the catch and rolled it inwards. It struck really fast, speeding more and more until it said "I'll have fun", held firmly onto my legs and pushed even deeper. I felt this peak which is already thick get even thicker and soon the bitch began sweating because I could feel her temperature had risen.
He joked and punched, even after getting completely out of all his shit he kept poking, until he said "go hit a fist to joke, let's see how good it is to make fun with a stick stuck in the butt". I started punching myself, didn't need much time, soon felt that would drop kick, when the first jet was going to leave, I felt my ass contracted and caught its roll, he realized and accelerated at halfway. Each jet seemed like I would faint from so much excitement. When he left the last drop, he gave two more bombs and then stopped, lay down on me. We were engaged like this for a long time, until he took his dick out very carefully from inside my ring. He lay down next to me "Did you enjoy it?" he spoke. Laughed and said "It was really good". We stayed in bed for quite some time, till he put the towel on his waist, got up and went to take another bath. I brought the wet towel and handed it over saying: "You'll have to turn around with that towel" .I passed that towels through my body trying to get as much sweat off of myself as possible. It was already past nine o'clock, I still had work to do. I walked into the firm, still smelling fuck all over my body. My ass was burning a little bit, but I knew it would pass.
Since that day, I've been chatting with Zé on msn and every 15 days we meet for a new fuck and they are getting better. i have changed so much, no longer argue with my wife or care if my son will go to school or work in the firm. They noticed my change but didn't ask me why, which is great for me.
Lately it was becoming frequent these my sleeping in the office. The last time I had stayed there for about 15 days and that's the end of a man to get fucked is not normal thing from a married guy and on this night I would have ended up peeling one, I didn't know how, I was fucking horny and already late to go home with Nanci and besides her husband was in São Paulo. The trick was to go into some chat room, find a slut, turn on the cam, punch out while I watched that hooker stick her little fingers in Xana and make an ass of herself for me.
I walked in, said good night to everyone and no one answered. Apparently this room was supposed to be full of friends talking about their own fucked up lives just like mine. Suddenly a guy with an unusual ID called me from the reservation:
"What's the point?" he asked.
I replied.
Do you have a cam?
I have
Do you have MSN?
I have
Pass your email
I went over and opened my msn, waited. Then the message came that he'd included me in it.
Turn on the cam.
Okay, so I called and then the next thing I knew he was releasing his image.
The image was very dimly lit, the subject should be in a room with only one lamp illuminating that part of his body.
Do you like hand job by cam?
I got mad, turned off my cam. He immediately left the room and was so outraged by what had happened that he called me back in
Are you going to release the cam?
I didn't answer.
If you don't call, I will leave!
I turned on the cam and he switched on his.
Dude, I'm not a pervert!
Neither did I.
But why do you want to see my roll?
I'll show you mine, too.
I don't know if I want to see another guy's dick and that I do not even know.
If you weren't, I would have left by now.
I saw him put his hand on the brace, unzipped his pants and ended up pulling out a big white stick.
"Did you like it?" he asked.
I don't know, man.
You must have liked it. Yes, everyone who sees you likes it. Now take yours off.
I don't know how or why, but my dick came out.
"Beauty, man". He typed.
That's when I realized my dick was completely hard.
"How much does it cost?" he asked.
6 inches.
My seven inches.
Meanwhile I was getting my dick and he got his, really the guy had a nice cock that besides being big it was thick.
"Are we going for a hand job?" he asked.
At that time in the championship I, perhaps because of unusual situation and curiosity ended up agreeing. I punched my dick and watched this guy who didn't even know me hit a violent stick on his cock he lowered his pants and I could see better than ever that pyro was being punched
Take off your bermuda! He said.
I took it off and kept banging on for about 15 minutes, until I wrote:
Dude, I'm going to laugh!
Have a good time!
I ended up having a lot of fun, the cock came out in jets from my dick grinding all my belly. He accelerated his own and when he was going to make jokes, stood on its feet, I saw lots of fucking coming out inside that pirouette. Shit, this guy was laughing very much and in jet airs. When it finished showed me his hand full of shit close-up.
I'm going to clean up, he wrote.
"Are you going out?" I asked.
Yes, I will. The day after tomorrow you can come in at that time and we'll hit it off together again.
He turned off his cam and walked out of the MSN. I stood there, my dick shrinking outside with a belly full of shit. I couldn't believe what I had done, after so much time I got up, pulled some paper from my desk drawer and wiped myself clean, switched off my computer and went back to the couch to try to sleep. A sense of guilt came over me, swore to myself that I would never do it again. The next day and the next I tried not to think about it, but the more I tried, the more that pirouette on my screen let loose abundantly in jets of shit, but was overcome by my weakness before 11 o'clock there I sat in front of my PC with my MSN turned on waiting for me and making worse my guilt, my dick hurt so hard inside his underwear.
I thought you weren't gonna be there?
"Why wouldn't I be?"
I thought you regretted it.
I tried not to think about it.
But you couldn't?
I couldn't.
Open the cam.
I opened the camera and already pointed it at my dick, completely took off the shorts that I was wearing.
Where are you?
at work.
What do you work with?
I'm security for a company.
is there no danger?
No, I'm alone in here.
He opened the zipper and put his half-smooth roll out, asked:
Take off your pants.
I can 't .
I saw that he lowered as much as possible
I took my stick and started massaging him, he did the same thing. And then that roll came back like it was before, huge.
Have you ever held another guy's dick in your hand?
No, not ever.
Do you feel up to it?
I don't know, man.
We could score and play live, you hit for me and I'll beat for you. What do you think?
I don't know if I have the courage.
When he sees my hard cock in front of him, he's gonna want to grab it.
That chatter gave me a fucking hard-on, so I grabbed my roll willingly and started pouring the hookah, he did the same. We stayed for a long time without typing, just looking at the screen and seeing that guy I didn't know beating up on this huge stick. He sent:
I'll have fun.
Hold it a while longer .
You can't.
He stood up, adjusted the image and accelerated in his fist. Then jets of shit started flying from that jeba's head. I stopped with mine, wanted to see everything very calmly. It was only when he showed me my hand washed by fuck and the table where it sat on a puddle of sperm that I went back into mine. I had fun like never before, came out much fucking inside my cock, at the end I also showed my hand, melada.
And that's where we meet?
- When?
The day after tomorrow.
What about tomorrow?
is
What time is it?
He left early. You could have come here at 7:00.
7:00 in the morning?
Yeah, he left at 6:00, but I'm expecting you until 7:00.
- Where?
I'll meet you at the bakery.
He gave me the whole address and how he was going to be dressed. We left MSN, I turned off my PC, went back on the couch trying to sleep but couldn't because of extreme excitement. The sun came up. I got up, took a shower, made coffee and set out looking for my new adventure. I walked over to the guy, and it was only then that I remembered we hadn't spoken our names. I went up to him and said: "Ms., you must have blushed because there could be a hole in your face with someone who couldn't possibly be he". He looked at me for quite some time and said, "Mrs"., scrutinizing me from top to bottom, smiled sharply, got out of his chair and waved us out of the bakery. On the street he asked if I was driving my car.
He held out his hand to me <unk>José, but he called me Zé<unk> I stretched out my "Carlos Aberto" (open Carlos), but he calls me Charles. I started in the car <unk>where are we going?<unk>I asked him, there at home<unk>he answered and began pointing the way, not even thinking that it could be entering a cold one, this is what hardness does When we arrived in front of a white ceiling with a side entrance he ordered me to stop and lean back. He said we should enter quietly. We entered by the side, took a key from his pocket, unlocked a lock on a gate and went into absolute silence towards the end of the house where there was an urinal. He quickly opened the door and signaled me to come in. The room was very simple, but everything had been arranged so nicely that he turned on a radio and said quietly: "To muffle our noises", told me to sit down on the bed, took off his green shirt, jeans, just black underwear, I looked at him and saw that the guy had a beautiful body without hair, not healed, but well-made and proportionate. He picked up a towel hanging in one corner, opened it and signalled that he would take a bath. I continued sitting there and soon heard the sound of a shower being switched on. I didn't know if he would take off his clothes or stay like that. After a few minutes, he came back to the room wrapped only in towel and holding underwear, said: "Are you still dressed? remove your clothing". I started removing it, remaining only with panties on, he looked at me and said: <unk>Take off too! ?? .I was completely naked, my dick had already been hard , he looked up, laughed and said:"It is almost over now!" He took off his towel, and saw an enormous cock swinging in front of me. Damn, this penis was much bigger live than what appeared on the PC. He sat down beside me and slid his body backwards until he came with his back to the bedspread, tapped his hand on the mattress signalling that I should join him.
I think it made me blush, because he laughed and said in a hushed voice: "You don't have to be embarrassed. We are doing what many people do". And without giving me any time to respond, he took my hand and put it on top of his mega-stick -- 'Hold onto this.' He says. Feeling that rigid chest in my hand pulsating was a new sensation, but one I was loving. He grabbed my stick firmly and started punching me, I did the same thing to his cock, only I couldn't stop staring at this pole I had in my hands and he watched my movements. We stood there punching each other slowly without hurry, we didn't want to have fun right away but rather try to get as much pleasure out of each other. I'm older than him, 42 years old, 1.82 meters tall and weigh 85 kilograms. My chest is hairy as well as my butt and legs are hairy; my face is smooth with no hairs on it. I am strong, the result of many years in gymnastics that I don't do anymore but which have left me with a defined body. He let go of my dick and helped me hold onto his roll, looked at me seriously "chupa" he said.
I didn't answer and kept looking at that cock in my hand. He let go of the roller, took his hand up to my head and began forcing it towards his jeba. I bravely resisted until he knelt beside me and without letting off his hand from my head forced more and more. My desire was to taste this stick but did not want to give up on myself but slowly allowed him to get my mouth closer to this sharp spike. I stuck my lips into that hard spear, felt a strong smell emanating from this stick. I heard him say: "Go open your mouth and breast in it". Very slowly I opened my mouth, passed the tongue on that headpiece and gave a slight lick, felt a salty taste. I pressed my mouth against the tip of this dick, sucked. The taste was completely different from the taste of an onion but quite pleasant. Opening my mouth more widely and putting my whole head into it, <unk>chupa!<unk> he said to me. Resolved, tried to swallow as much as I could, but due to the thickness and length of that bag I only managed to get about three fingers past his head into my mouth. He groaned softly. He held my head with both hands and said: "Open your mouth wide", I obeyed. Then he began to fuck slowly in my mouth, and it was speeding up. And then tried to squeeze more and more as if getting into a gaggle, I started to get anxious. He grabbed me by the head and said:" Open your mouth widely, be calm and let go of the throat".
He opened his mouth wide and swallowed, swallowing until I could see and feel his teeth touching my pubic hair then he let go slowly till only the tip of it was left in his mouth repeated this many times before starting to do so at an ever increasing speed which made me completely crazy fuck they'd never sucked me like that no woman had been able to give me such pleasure. He sucked, he sucked and never lost his breath until I let go of my dick - now it's the same with me - spoke. I told him to sit on the bed and settled myself between his legs, held his bag underneath raising his stick and was ready to poop up to its tail. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed, swallowing, swalling, felt when that big fucking head of pike passed through the entrance of my throat, swallows a little bit more, released, took out this jeep from my mouth with a snap of tongue. So I went for another try, this time letting the dick in until I felt my lips against their hair and slowly let it go. And then I did that gradually till I got used to doing everything really fast, but then I moved on to phase two which was just making things happen so much quicker than they were supposed to be made possible by anything else.
I heard him say "Hum, what a hairy fat guy you are. Let me grab some of your ass". I thought about saying no but he didn't even wait for the answer and lay down on top of me so that I could feel this motherfucker grabbing my arsehole and my butt. And then I felt his head go up against the door in my ass and get out there and let myself loose and enjoy it because it was delicious. The kid just kept putting more shit into my bottom and taking longer to take it off. In one of them I felt that he was pushing, and even though I realized it wouldn't go in because my ass was a virgin, still tried to shove him with my hands "let me stick just a little bit" said while licking and nibbling on my ear. Fuck, the guy was making me go clouds. As I did not answer he understood this as yes. He got up, took a pipe and condom packages in a drawer. I tried to get out of that position because I knew what he intended. "Let's just try, if it hurts too much or bothers you I promise to stop", he said. This older duck, I knew very well that after he stuck the roll in my ass would want to punch whole, but my erection was going a thousand and why not try.
The kid, he'd push in and pull out, then turn around and that made me even more horny. Then two fingers went, it hurt a little bit but nothing was unbearable. I heard the condom wrapper being ripped open, then looked back and saw him tucking his chest up, then took the tube of cream and poured copiously on his dick, unfurled it. He lay down over me, felt this super-lubricated roll sliding between my butt, going to look for the insides of my tail at first sight. I felt the pressure and my ass opened up, at first so easy but when that headache came to fruition it was like a motherfucking pain as if it were being broken in half. I tried to let go of myself, but he held me tightly. I asked him to stop "calm down, relax, the worst is over trust that I'll put on nice and slow" said into my ear really very calmly almost inch by centimeter with great care but the pain was unbearable He held me, not to immobilize me but so that I wouldn't struggle as much or add more pain. After a long time he said: "It is enough; just one little bit longer", and at that moment I relaxed somewhat.
He took advantage and buried the rest. My impaled ass throbbed with pain, he lay on top of me without moving. Long minutes went by, "I'll move my dick so you can feel if it still hurts". It gave a small bump, hurt but much less. Slowly he started to move that cock inside my arse in almost imperceptible shots, seeing that I did not complain anymore, began accelerating. Soon he fucked my butt at crazy speed. He put me on all fours, and then he started putting it up to the tail and then pulling out completely, did this many times until he threw in and left, there was a stuffed mittens. Shit, the guy was an athlete in the area of sending roll into an ass, and my poor little ass was already starting to burn. Lying down and holding the roller by its base next to his bag, showed me and said: "Come sit him". I went backwards for him - no, sit forward, I want to see your face! He looked at me like an asshole, went up and down, he made a hard-on face, I started riding on that torso. I galloped very much until he told me to lie down, I lay there, he raised my legs, put them on his shoulders, lifted my body, till my ring was exactly the size of its roll, did the catch and rolled it inwards. It struck really fast, speeding more and more until it said "I'll have fun", held firmly onto my legs and pushed even deeper. I felt this peak which is already thick get even thicker and soon the bitch began sweating because I could feel her temperature had risen.
He joked and punched, even after getting completely out of all his shit he kept poking, until he said "go hit a fist to joke, let's see how good it is to make fun with a stick stuck in the butt". I started punching myself, didn't need much time, soon felt that would drop kick, when the first jet was going to leave, I felt my ass contracted and caught its roll, he realized and accelerated at halfway. Each jet seemed like I would faint from so much excitement. When he left the last drop, he gave two more bombs and then stopped, lay down on me. We were engaged like this for a long time, until he took his dick out very carefully from inside my ring. He lay down next to me "Did you enjoy it?" he spoke. Laughed and said "It was really good". We stayed in bed for quite some time, till he put the towel on his waist, got up and went to take another bath. I brought the wet towel and handed it over saying: "You'll have to turn around with that towel" .I passed that towels through my body trying to get as much sweat off of myself as possible. It was already past nine o'clock, I still had work to do. I walked into the firm, still smelling fuck all over my body. My ass was burning a little bit, but I knew it would pass.
Since that day, I've been chatting with Zé on msn and every 15 days we meet for a new fuck and they are getting better. i have changed so much, no longer argue with my wife or care if my son will go to school or work in the firm. They noticed my change but didn't ask me why, which is great for me.
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