Grindr, not for me.....
This story is about what happend over the last month and still goin on. Please be nice to me cause english is not my native language.I would love to here from you, so feel free to email me at: dick4meLR@fn.de
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...I'd had enough for the day and drove home, but I was still horny and my cock was rock hard. When I got home I took my moblie and logged on to Grindr. I had a message from the "Moroccan" ... "You weren't bad and I like you. I think you can be a good sub. But don't think that you always get my juices so easily! You have to earn my cock and juices!"... I replied immediately ... "Thank you for letting me swallow your cock and your hot juices. Please, I want to be your sub, your fag that you can use for your pleasure. I want to be your willing lick servant."... I would have been surprised if I had received an answer immediately......
I surfed through the profiles that were online, in the search bar I had entered search for Tops. It was Saturday evening and there was a lot going on. Again my interest fell on an Arab who was looking for a cunt. Once again it was a profile without a pic, but what attracted me was his description. ... "Moroccan, 43 seeks submissive cunt to fuck with his 7' circumcised cock."... I replied... "Would like to be fucked by you in mouth and cunt."... as an answer came again only a dickpic, but what I saw I liked. A horny fucker, almost black, naturally circumcised and as thick as a can of coke. ... "Thanks for the pic. You're welcome to fuck me in both holes."... Where should we meet?'... he replied. ... Make a suggestion.'... And again I should come to the parking lot on the beach. After thinking about it for a moment, I replied... "You can also come to my house."... "Where do you live?"... "Give me your mobile number and I'll send you my address. No sooner said than done. ... "I'll be at your place in 30 minutes! "I'm looking forward to it."... Grindr contacted me again, a message from the "Moroccan" ... "Are you free tomorrow evening?!?"... "Yes, always free for you!"... I gave him my number so I could give him my address, so I had his number and some security. I gave him my address... "I'll be at your place by 7pm!".... Shortly afterwards the doorbell rang, I had put on a jockstrap, tight sports shorts and a T-shirt. Apart from his dick, I hadn't seen anything of him yet. Wow, he looked really good. Pitch-black hair, unshaved, tall and slim. ... "Hello, nice to see you."... and I led him into the living room. ... "Do you want to start right away or have a drink first?"... "A drink is good, do you have any whisky?"... "With ice or without?"... "With ice and lots of water."... I went to get our drinks, preferring my scotch pure. When I came back, he was sitting on the sofa with his legs apart and had lit a cigarette. I got a joint from the kitchen, lit it, knelt down in front of him and drank some of my whisky. ... "What are you smoking?"... "A joint, do you want one?"... I handed him the joint. He took a few deep puffs and finished his whisky in one gulp. ... "Get me another whisky! Bring the whole bottle and enough water too!"... I got him both and he poured himself a whole glass of water with a splash of whisky. ... "I still have to drive and can't drink that much alcohol."... I knelt in front of him again and could now clearly see the bulge in his jogging pants. I would have loved to go straight for his dick, but he started smaltalk. That he is married, has children, that he fucks his wife regularly, but she neither sucks nor licks him. Well, he was right with me. Meanwhile, he poured himself another drink and finished the we joint. I got up... "Come with me."... and went into the playroom. Although the lights were dimmed, I could see the surprise in his eyes. He went to the sling ... "What's that?".... Did no one else in the city have a sling? I described to him what a sling is good for. ... "But first I want to suck and lick you."... and pushed him into the executive chair, knelt in front of him and started licking his bulge through his sweatpants. It wasn't the size but the thickness of his dick that fascinated me. I went to his waistband with my teeth and pulled them down, he wasn't wearing any underpants His dick jumped out at me, immediately I heard the aroma of sweat and piss and he was heavily hairy on the sac and around his magnificent dick. His scent turned me on almost more than rush. I buried my face into his most intimate area. My tongue found its way to his sack and licked him egg by egg until his sack was all wet and moist. I took the whole sack in my mouth and pulled it lightly, my tongue tried to lick his sack which was not so easy as he had a thick, bulging sack and I noticed how the pre-cum slowly ran down his dick. I let his sack out of my mouth and started to lick the juice. I slowly licked to the tip of his cock and with my tongue I lightly drilled into his piss slit. He began to moan and I licked up and down the shaft of his dick extensively before I opened my mouth wide and tried to swallow his cock whole. I fucked my mouth up and down on his dick and he kept penetrating my throat. He went all in and started fucking my mouth on his own. He moaned faster and louder and I was getting ready to swallow some hot Arab jizz again soon. He grabbed my head and rammed his pipe all the way down my willing throat and deep in my throat he unloaded a mega portion of Arab jizz. I could hardly breathe and couldn't swallow, I started gagging. Finally he pulled out his sperm donor, I could swallow and it tasted heavenly. ... "Sorry, but I haven't been this horny in a long time. I just had to cum."... You don't have to apologize for that, only if you don't want to fuck me now you should apologize.'... I got up, got us something to drink and pretty quickly he emptied 2 large glasses. ... "What's this sling for?"... "I'll show you when your dick is hard again and you want to fuck me."... We smoked the joint, he drank lots of water. He told me more about his life and especially that he is not gay. I was still kneeling in front of him and while he was talking I took off his sweatpants completely. His dick lay limp in front of me, but that didn't stop me from taking it in my mouth, but he didn't want to get hard. ... "I have to piss first, then it will get hard again."... "Then piss!"... "Here?"... "Yes, everything in my mouth!"... "You really want me to piss in your mouth?" he asked incredulously.... . "I'll swallow your sperm and your piss!"... "I don't know if I can do that."... "Push properly and when you realize it's running piss in my mouth!"... I knelt in front of him with my mouth wide open. It took a while but then the first drops came and soon he was leaking I took his pisser all the way into my greedy mouth, closed my lips and swallowed his yellow juice. ... "You really are a pig!"... "For you very much!" and I started to suck his dick again. His stallion's cock was soon full of life again, but I really wanted to be fucked by him. I stood up and lay down in the sling, my legs in the bows I pushed my ass just over the edge of the sling. While I was getting the drinks, although I already had a load of cum in me, I smeared my cunt with lube. My cunt lay in front of him, ready for him. ... "Now come and push your dick into my greedy hole!" He positioned himself between my thighs and I felt his glans against my willing hole. Once I had his thick glans in my cunt, the rest of his dick was a piece of cake. I felt his fucker push through my second sphincter and start massaging my prostate. Slowly but steadily he started to fuck me and he seemed to enjoy making me swing with every thrust. He instinctively grabbed my hips and soon got the hang of it, fucking me to seventh heaven. We both moaned louder and louder ... "Yes, please fuck me! Take my cunt! Cum on me with your Arab jizz!"... His thrusts became deeper and faster. His sack slapped against my ass crack and with loud screams he unloaded himself into me. Thrust after thrust of his cream shot into my hole. He could hardly stand on his feet, he almost staggered and fell into the chair. I climbed out of the sling, knelt in front of him and licked his dick and sack clean. ... "Unfortunately, I have to go home soon, can I take a shower at your place? ... "Of course you can shower. Would you like a coffee?"... `That would be good.'... I showed him the bathroom and went into the kitchen. When I heard the sound of the shower, I would have loved to join him, but instead I got dressed. He came into the kitchen fully dressed and we drank the coffee together. ... "I would love to come back to your place."... "Hey, you have my number or send me a message on Grindr."... I closed the door behind him, I was now well exhausted but I didn't want to go to bed yet. I cleaned the playroom, went into the living room, put on an LP, poured myself a glass of wine and reviewed the day. My dick got hard again and I jerked off until I spurted a big load of cum into my hand, which I licked off with relish. I lay there for a while before I went to bed satisfied and relaxed, before I fell asleep I had to remember that the "Moroccan" was coming to me tomorrow...
to be continued....