I'm sitting here, at my pc, wishing I could hook up with my black friend, Bob, who took my anal cherry, a little while ago. I have even given myself a douche, (the second bulb-full still inside me, as I write this, in the outside hopes, I'll hear from him). If I don't hear, I'll use my favorite dildo, and jerk off to his memory.
I have had the pleasure of sucking his nice, black, cut, thick member, 3 times previous to this last visit. He just lays back, letting me do my thing, between his legs, meaning, suck his hard cock and balls, Cumming in my wanting mouth. He has gotten a little aggressive, too, by, literally, fucking my mouth with all his force. He is much bigger than me, and could overpower me, anytime he wanted, and we both knew it.
Once, he forced me on my back, with my head off the side of the bed, upside down, and deep-throat fucked me, till he shot his delicious juice. I was very excited by his forceful attitude, as I'm a submissive, in the making, I think. He knows this, I'm sure, as I've not stopped him with anything he's done, including fingering my ass. He did know, however that I was a virgin, which I'm sure was all the more incentive for him to want to be my first fuck. I've had many a men, try to get into my ass, but have refused all of them.
There was something about Bob's attitude, not too cocky, but, forceful enough to make me understand who's boss. Again, he's not a "dick", in the negative sense. His quiet demeanor is one of being superior, dominating, without all the bs involved.
One time, he even had me tonguing his bubble butt. I'm usually not into this, but, did as he "ordered". He really didn't order, more like a very strong suggestion, telling me how much he likes getting his asshole sucked on. Well, what's a slut to do? I'm sure he knew I would do what he said, so, after him turning over on his stomach, I dove in and pleased his pucker with all the vigor I could muster.
I seem to be in a trance, in his presence, doing anything he desired. This last time, he started playing with my hole, again, without any use of lube...no spit, or anything. It hurt some, so I got some of my own spit, on my fingers, and applied it to my ass, so his fingers would have an easier time of intruding me. I was semi-laying down, half on my knees, and sucking his meat, as this was going on.
Oh, I need to make one thing perfectly clear here. He does not reciprocate any sexual acts, at all. It's strictly one sided.....me getting him off. Now, don't misunderstand me, I'm completely happy with that arrangement, as my pleasure comes from giving him pleasure.
So, with him fingering my hole, I knew he wasn't trying to help me, but getting me ready, if you know what I mean. Well, once I had lubed my hole a bit, it was like I had sent him an invitation, cause about 5 seconds later, I was flipped on my stomach, legs spread, and off the bed, and he leaned in and said, "You want me inside you, don't you?" I hesitated a bit, felt like hours, but probably only a few seconds, and whispered, "Yes".
You see, I sort of knew, in the back of my mind that this would happen. He certainly had made it clear, in the past, that he wanted to fuck me. I had "cleaned" myself, prior to my visit, just in case
Now came the point of reality, actually being penetrated by his fuck tool. I had used a few toys in me, prior, but, still wasn't ready for the pain, when he urged himself into my tight hole. I must say, he was gentle, as gentle as he could be, based on the size of his cock, and the size of my sphincter. After the first bolt of pain, making me grab the bed, and almost scream out in agony, he held still. He had gotten the head in just past the ring, expanding me larger than anything previously that had been thru that opening. Thank goodness, he stopped, letting me get used to his invasion.
I got the impression that he had de-flowered a few man-pussies, before.
Then, he slowly started filling me up, making me his. Not a word was said, but we both knew, I was his, from now on. He could tell me to shit green baseballs and I would have tried to please him. Like he could read my mind, after getting all the way in, feeling his balls against mine, and I was totally filled, he said, "You're mine now, cunt." All I could do in response was moan, a moan of pain, but also one of acceptance, to his comment.
He knew.....How did he know? Am I that transparent? Am I that easy? Or is this a natural feeling, like when a girl gets her cherry taken, she seems to be completely in his power, at least for awhile. I couldn't tell you, but, I do know, he was 100% right....I was his.
A small low-toned laugh and he pulled out, and pushed back in, slowly, making me experience every part of him. After about 3 of those deep, slow, agonizing thrusts, I moaned, louder, again, backing up, to him, wanting more.
The pain had subsided, and the pleasure had taken over my senses, making me want more and more of him in me. Again, he chuckled, that almost "I told you so", kind of laugh, and said, "So, you want more, huh? You're going to beg for my cock, boy. I wanna hear you ask for more. You need more of my big cock in you, don't you? Tell, me, bitch, tell me what you want, or I'll take it out, right now, and you'll leave."
Oh, my, here I am, on my stomach, his cock buried in my virgin ass, and he's making me beg for more. I want more, but hate the thought of begging him to fuck me. I, of course, give in, to his demands, and say, "Oh, yes, please give me more. I need to feel you using my ass, need to feel you fucking me, like the slut I am. Fill me up, with you mancock."
Well, he must have liked what he heard, because he started "using my ass" in earnest. His fucking was like a dream, filling and filling me, deeper and deeper, with every piston-like thrust. I was in heaven, the fire in my ass, burning out of control, but not wanting it to be put out. His pounding was music to me. I'm so excited, I'm about ready to cum, myself, just from his assault on my prostrate....whew!
Once he got started, there was no stopping him either. He just kept it up, fucking and fucking and fucking, making me moan and beg for more.
All too soon, he pushed in, and held himself deep inside, and grunted. I'd heard that grunt, before, as his orgasm started to explode in my guts. He pulled out, and shoved in, with each squirt of his cock, shoving all his juice into his targeted spot....my asshole. I could feel his dick, spasming, and that wonderful jerking; an orgasming cock does, but, this time in my cunt, not my mouth. I wished I could actually feel his cum shooting, but that wasn't to be.
His first shot is usually quite powerful, but the remaining ones are tamed down, but with a lot of consistency. This seemed to last forever, as he slowly pumped me full of his cum, making me his, forever. His seed had also made the feeling more sensual, as it lubed my anal passage, even more. The intense fullness had me overwhelmed, as he filled my body with his seed, making me his bitch; his cum receptacle, his slut, to be used anytime he wants. That feeling is not measurable. We both knew I was his, now, for his pleasure. The line had been crossed, as he had taken me to the next level of slutness-my ass was now his pussy.
I didn't want him to pull out, wanting him to stay in me forever, but, alas he did pull out, with a loud plop. I felt so empty, and yet full, at the same time. I had his juice in me, and I knew I would always cherish this moment, for the rest of my life. My body, was like a limp rag, not wanting to move, just wanting to lay there and enjoy the after sex feelings, knowing that my partner has been completely satisfied, making me satisfied.
He woke me from this bliss, by getting on the bed, saying, "Clean me up, boy." as he stuck that sex weapon in my face. I was happy to oblige his order, willingly taking him back in my mouth, and cleaning every inch of his softening member, paying attention to the smell and taste of the residue. It was manly, but not bad, as he did ream me quite deep.
My pussy was starting to leak, and I wanted to stop it, so, got up, and went to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and felt him slide out of me. I made a mental note, to get that in my mouth, the next time.... hopefully a next time. My whole sexual being has always been to get the cum of my partners in my mouth. Here I was letting that precious juice slide into the toilet.....not good.
We talked some, afterwards, small talk, not about sex, and as I was getting ready to leave, maybe 1/2 hour later, knelt down, and gave his cock a kiss goodbye, saying "I'd bend over for you, anytime."
Well, I'll be damned if he didn't turn me around, bend me over, and give me about 20 more deep strokes. I was limp, again, caught up in the moment, but, knew I had to leave, as he needed to get ready for work. I'll be back, I thought.
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