Chapter 7--The Plot Thickens
Once outside, we set about our designated tasks. Jim pulled the electric mower (and catcher) and 100 foot power cord from the garage. It was nearly more trouble to get it connected and running than it was to do the actual mowing. There was only the parking strip between the curb and sidewalk to do for the front yard. That took only five swipes with the mower. The rest of the area between the sidewalk and the house was planted in rhododendrons and bulbs (with three Mexican fan palm trees strategically placed). That left him to drag the mower, power cord, and catcher up the steps toward the house, along the south side of the house (which was another sidewalk) and into the backyard (which was just as small as the parking strip in front). Most of the backyard was taken up by the deck, a small vegetable garden, two blueberry plants, a double row of raspberries, and a grape arbor. The north side of the house was all plants, again, so no mowing was required there.
My task was to weed among the rhododendrons and yank a couple of weeds out of the lawn that had sprung up from seeds blown in from across the street (the house there having a yard choked with dandelions). I'd been keeping up with them pretty well, so there wasn't that much to do. By the time he finished mowing the front, I was ready to join him in the backyard and weed carefully in my vegetable patch.
When he finished mowing and edging the front strip, he emptied the catcher into the yard debris barrel as I walked by. I rubbed a free hand over his high, round, hard ass. As much as I wanted to slide my fingers down his ass trench, my fingers were dirty and green from weeding. I sighed and kept going. Jim followed me, pulling the mower up five steps to the small patio area next to the deck and untangling in the power cord. As he bent over with the plug end, I pulled his shorts down and shoved my face in his ass. He jumped away instantly, yanking his shorts back up. He had nothing on underneath, I remembered.
"Someone will see us!" he hissed.
"The fences are high here," I replied, smiling like the Cheshire Cat of Alice in Wonderland.
"I'm all sweaty and funky!" he insisted.
"So? I like it ripe and delicious. You know that already!"
He laughed. "Yeah, I do. But, damn, Man! Here, in front of God and everyone?"
"Anywhere I can, Baby," I grinned, pulling him in closer to my sweaty chest, my hands on his hard ass. "Besides, I just wanted a little taste to tide me over until we can do it inside when we're done with the yard." I kissed him tenderly on the lips.
"Yeah, right! Like you'd settle for a little taste," he smiled down at me. "You're a sex freak," he added patting my ass and sending me back to my weeding. "And I love that! But, you gotta wait."
"Spoilsport," I pouted.
"And we still have to pick the blueberries and raspberries when I'm done with the lawn and you've finished weeding," he reminded me.
"I'll be so horned up by then, I'll probably rape you," I warned.
"Can't rape the willing," he replied as he turned, wiggled his ass VERY suggestively at me and plugged the mower into the outside outlet. "We'll be done soon. Cool your jets, Boo," he smiled over his shoulder.
He was right, of course. I hated that! I wanted some hot butt NOW!
I finished with ripping the weeds out of the tomatoes, parsley, and banana trees (yes, they can grow in Oregon--a very special variety that can tolerate our rare winter cold snaps). Jim had already taken the mower back into the garage, rewound the power cord, and put away the edger. He brought out a modest-sized, stainless steel bowl from the kitchen to pick the blueberries and raspberries into. I washed my hands off as best I could at the outside faucet and joined him.
Two people working at picking the blueberries and raspberries made the task go very fast. He'd never picked blueberries before, so I had to show him which ones were ripe and which ones weren't quite ready yet. The raspberries were much easier to decide on. When they're ripe, they nearly fell off into your hands as you pick them.
When we decided we had enough for a fruit salad (more like a topping on ice cream), we quit. We left our shoes at the back door and walked into the kitchen. I put the bowl into the sink and rinsed the berries off. From there, they went into the refrigerator to chill.
We had sweat like whores in church in the warm afternoon sun. Jim decided that we needed a shower. I agreed, but only if we were in there together and I got to toss his salad first. He laughed at me and said that we'd both eat ass before we got into the shower stall.
On a small throw rug in the bathroom, we settled into a 69 butt sniffing and munching contest. We lasted all of three minutes before he was begging me to fuck his ass. I knew I hadn't eaten his butt enough nor was his asshole sweaty enough (considering I'd licked most of it off) for me to fuck him without lube. He settled that by pulling me up from the floor, turning on the shower, and stepping in with me in tow.
Being the Boy Scout and sex pig that I am, conveniently, I'd placed a small pump bottle of lube on the rack (also containing soap and shampoo). This wasn't the first time I'd fucked ass in my shower. Nor was it going to be the last, I hoped. Being naked and that close to him, my dark spear was hard, dripping, and hungry for butt. He backed on to me swiftly after he's applied a generous dollop of lube to his hole. My butt probe slid all the way home. We both sighed with satisfaction and pleasure.
"Hottest fuckin' ass in the world," I crooned.
"And the biggest fuckin' dick I've ever had bareback," he admitted.
"You've had bigger? There's a story here," I prompted.
"I'll tell it to you after you fuck me to death," he urged.
"The way your ass tunnel is chewing on my dick, that's not gonna take long." He squatted slightly, bringing his tall ass down so that each thrust of my hips seated my dick all the way inside him. I tried to take him slowly with long strokes. He'd have none of that! He wanted to get fucked and fucked hard. No holding back! He bent over at the waist and spread his big muscle ass with his broad hands.
"Fuck me hard, Baby! Don't hold back. Give it to me!" he begged.
As if I could have held back with the way he was sucking me off with his ass muscles! I pulled his butt into my hard thrusts, powerfucking his big butt with as much force as I could muster. My muscles bulged and contracted. My heavy bull nuts tingled. Yeah, this was gonna be over in a few more seconds, nothing I can do about it, I concluded.
Skin slapped against skin, muscle moved against muscle, my nuts tightened up, and I couldn't hold back anymore. "FUCK! Gonna shoot!" I roared.
Quickly moving his hands from his ass to mine, he pulled me into him as hard and deeply as he could, making sure that all 10" of black dick were in him and ready to spray sperm. His ass wouldn't be disappointed. I fired again and again, holding on tightly as more juice squirted hard into his happy hole.
"Yeah, Baby! Fill me up! Fuck me!" he moaned.
My climax waves waned, but I kept fucking him. His ass tunnel felt so good wrapped tightly around my deeply seated dick.
"Gonna blow!" he suddenly warned.
I spun him around as I pulled my hard, cum-oozing dick from his ass, fell to my knees, and inhaled his fat dick. I wasn't a moment too soon. His precum-coated dickhead was so thick I could barely get my lips over it. The monster head and shaft rocketed to the back of my throat as he bucked forward. I almost gagged as it tried to force its way down my throat. But, he regained enough control to let me pull away just enough to tongue his dickhead and feel the first dribble of cum launch before the heavy sprays of baby batter followed in thick, creamy waves. Delicious as always, I moaned silently.
I nursed on his dick until it had shrunk up to about 8". He pulled away and staggered against the shower wall. "Fuckin' awesome!" he breathed.
"This will be even better," I smiled, turned him around and stuck my tongue up against his asshole. "Give some back, Boo," I whispered lustily.
He bent over and spread his ass again. He relaxed his ass enough that his sphincter opened for me. But, I'd shot so deep and the time between my climax and his had been so short that there was little sperm to harvest from his ass. Only a few drops that had exited with my dick when I'd pulled out were still there for me to mine. But, I decided that was still better than nothing. Besides, his ass is good to eat anytime, and this particular time certainly qualified.
"Pig!" he laughed when he finally pulled away.
"Oink," I replied.
He fell to his knees after he'd turned around again and cleaned off my dick. There was little left there for him to enjoy. Perhaps, he got a few dribbles of cum and a taste or two of his ass. He didn't stay on his knees long.
With our showers finished, we dressed. This time, because we'd be going to dinner at the neighbors, we wore underwear and walking shorts with cool cotton tropical shirts. We'd slip our sandals on later.
Jim helped me cut the strawberries up into large slices and added a little sugar to sweeten them and draw out some of their juice. The blueberries and raspberries could be added as they were. I cooked up some sugared (glazed) pecans to sprinkle over the ice cream and fruit dessert.
With dinner preparations concluded (for our part, anyway), we selected two bottles of champagne to take with us. The neighbors would likely have champagne at their house, too, but it's better to be over-supplied with champagne than be short. Considering how much Jim and I loved it, they could run out! We discussed whether to take two of the same vineyard or champagnes from two different ones. We finally opted to take one of each. They were distinctive enough that one would go better with dessert than the other.
With more than an hour to go before we were expected, Jim and I chatted about his work (which I only vaguely understood, other than it was sales and marketing and he was pretty high up in the company). "I hope it's because of my skills," Jim said at one point, "that I've risen so high in the corporation so quickly. But, I wouldn't mind if I were the token nigger, either. Although, that would bother me some if I knew it were the case. It's not like I'm planning on staying there forever."
"What do you have planned?" I asked.
"Get rich and get out!" he laughed. "I don't wanna work for The Man for the rest of my life. I wanna do much more than that!"
"Such as?"
"Travel with the man I love," he smiled over at me. "And do some kind of community service thing. Maybe, run for office somewhere."
"You'd have my vote," I grinned back at him.
"Would you work on my campaign?"
"In a heartbeat," I answered. "What you wanna run for?"
"I've not given it much thought, besides setting the goal. Anyway, it's many years away, yet. I gotta get my retirement pile accumulated first," he added.
"Keep me in mind," I promised.
"I'll do much more than keep you in mind, Boo," he cuddled in close to me, his big hand rubbing lightly against my left nipple. "I wanna keep you close, dick-in-ass kinda close," he purred.
"Whose dick and whose ass?" I smiled back at him.
"Both, I assume. After all, we do seem to do well being versatile."
"Oh, yeah, that we do. And I'm surprised, because we're both really tops."
"I'm not so sure that's a preference as much as it is a reality," Jim considered. "We're both big men, tall and hung. That seems to typecast us as tops."
"Too true. I have in friend in L.A. who has 11" and he's one of the best bottoms I've ever encountered. But, I had to sit on it at least once, just to know if I could," I laughed. "But, nearly everyone he hooks up with wants him to fuck them."
"And you did, too?"
"Oh, yeah, even though it was a good 10 minutes before I got it all up my ass. I doubt if he was in me more than another minute before he shot his load," I added.
"With an ass as pretty and hungry as yours, I've no doubt of that at all!" Jim grinned. "You still see him?"
"Nah, he gotta boyfriend and we've kinda lost track of each other," I sighed. "This has to be a good five years ago. You ever find a big one like that to sit on?"
"Just yours, Baby!" Jim admitted.
"Flatterer."
"You gotta monster, Man! Don't be tellin' me you don't know that!" Jim wondered.
"No, I know it ain't tiny, but I've never thought of it as particularly big," I said. "When was the last time you got fucked, anyway?"
"Besides you?" he asked. I nodded. "Well, certainly more than a year ago, maybe two."
"And?"
"You want the delicious details, doncha?" the big man laughed. I smiled back at him. "It was a bodybuilder I'd been fuckin' for a good two or three months. We'd spend a lot of time on the weekends fuckin' and workin' out. That seemed to be all he wanted to do. So, anyway, he said he wanted to fuck me sometime, so I agreed to it. He has about seven inches or so. It felt kinda good, but he wasn't a very good top. I had to do all the work to get him off. It was shortly after that when we stopped fuckin' around. I think he joined a different gym closer to where he lived or he found someone as shallow as him to play with on a more permanent basis."
"But, nice arm candy?"
"Yeah, I suppose, for a white boy," Jim revealed. "We kinda looked silly together, though. He was about 5'8" and I'm 6'7". But, despite his stature, he weighted more than you and nearly as much as me."
"Well-built, then?"
"Yeah, he was way into bodybuilding. It was his whole life it seemed. He says he never took `roids, but I know he had to. I don't know how he ever passed the drug tests. He competed and won some titles, but didn't have a whole lot else going for him, other than his hot muscle ass that took dick real well."
"Well, for a fuck buddy, I guess that's okay," I suggested.
"I suppose, but it isn't what I need in my life. Sex is great, but making love with the man you love is far better," he smiled and leaned in and kissed me tenderly. "You're the best, hot fuck and good friend I've ever had, John. That's a very rare combination in my experience."
"And mine," I agreed.
"What time are we supposed to be at the neighbors for dinner?" Jim asked, changing the subject briefly.
I checked my watch. "In about an hour for drinks, another 20 minutes or so after that for dinner."
"Good!" he exclaimed, pulling me off the sofa. "That gives us time to fuck!"
I laughed at him, but didn't resist.
Despite the air conditioning, we both had sweaty asses. That was the first thing we both attacked on each other. We dined, sniffed, licked, ate, and lapped at each other's nether region. Jim pried open my hole with two fingers and licked out some errant sperm from a previous load. Not to be outdone, I did the same to his fragrant hole. But, I sucked out several tongues full of jizz instead of a few dribbles like he had.
"You realize, of course, you gotta fuck me now," Jim breathed heavily as he sat back on my face, holding his mighty muscle cheeks apart. "Fuck, yeah! That feels so good with your goatee on my ass lips! And your big dick is gonna feel even better," he added waving my hard dick across his tongue.
"Only if you agree to load my ass up after I fill you up," I said. Without saying more, he spun about and slowly lowered his wet hole on to my upright organ. "Yeah, DAMN! Your ass is so fuckin' tight!" I muttered.
"Feels even better from this end," he smiled down at me. His thick, black weapon bounced on my abs with each thrust into him, leaving puddles of clear precum dotting my stomach. "And try not to cum so deep in my ass this time," Jim directed. "I wanna give some of your load back to you, so I can taste it in the next kiss."
"Pervert!" I laughed. "But, I'll want the same when you fuck me. And it won't be long from now! How do you do that with your ass? I've never felt such a good blowjob using ass muscles. I'll blast if you don't stop," I warned him. Of course, he didn't care. He was into it for the load, not the fuck.
And he got what he wanted. I blew a huge load up his ass, the strongest climax I'd had today. He held my hips down so I couldn't thrust so far up his ass as I shot my cream into him. Jim delicately chewed my spasming dickhead as my climax waned. He wanted as many dribbles as he could get up his butt.
I withdrew slowly, trying not to antagonize my overly sensitive dickhead. As I gasped for breath, Jim turned around and squatted over my face, hovering no more than an inch above my nose. Pervert that I am, I had to sniff his fucked ass. Yeah, I thought, fucked hole. What a rush! The heavy scent of cum nearly overwhelmed the spicy smell of fucked butt. Gawd, this was gonna taste good!
Extending my oral digit, I captured a drop of my spent cum, then, licked his red, abused ass lips open. He moaned with delight as my tongue dove deeper. My creamy jizz clung to my tongue as I scooped out heavy masses of sperm. I tasted more of his ass lining, mining additional cum.
His lips hadn't been idle. His mouth closed over my sensitive dick and sucked, but didn't bob his head up and down. Nonetheless, he siphoned off more cream and ass juice. He groaned with each new flavor assaulting his taste buds. Jim took as much of my slowly deflating dick as he could down his throat, cleaning it expertly. When he'd lapped up all the sperm he could (and I was still licking at his open ass lips), he turned about and we kissed, sharing the taste of fresh sperm and fucked manhole. It was heavenly.
And as we kissed, he pulled my legs up to his shoulders and aimed his hard, dripping dick at my pucker. "Your hole may not be wet enough, but I know my dick is leaking like a flood gate," Jim purred when he broke our kiss. Resuming a more passionate kiss, he pressed his wet dick against my asshole I'd opened up for him and he slid in. The combination of his leaking precum and his previous loads lubed me up well. But, his monstrously thick dick was still a stretch for me. I urged him to go slower, so I could get more used to his wide weapon.
"I don't know if I'll ever get used to how thick you are, Jim," I moaned beneath him. "That's a real ass ripper you got, Man!"
"All the better to stretch your ass walls to take more of my sperm that I'm gonna spray paint inside you," he beamed down at me, leaning in for another kiss. This ride was much longer than the one he'd enjoyed on my dick. His capacity to hold back a climax was much better developed than mine. His pubes ground into me each time he hit bottom.
The only thing that would have been as good would be to have his butt back astride my face. However, feeling his big dick fucking my ass was pretty damned good. I could take his dick and his promised load as often as he could get it up. This man was going to make a bottom out of me yet. And I didn't care even a little. Well, maybe a little. After all, his hot ass loved my dick and so did my dick love his ass. Cumming bareback inside him was the best sex I'd ever had and I knew it!
"I'm gonna cum soon," he warned. I could feel his dick swell even bigger inside me. I knew he was VERY close. I reminded him of his promise not to cum deep inside me. He quickly pulled back out, leaving only the enormous head in me. I felt his entire body jerk repeatedly as his climax overtook him. Knowing that he'd be unable to keep his hips from plunging hard into me as he came, I pushed his abs back, attempting to maintain a shallow climax. It almost worked too well. His dick jerked out of my ass, but he shoved it back in quickly. I couldn't feel cum dripping down my ass trench, so I assumed my hole had captured all his sperm.
Jim withdrew and rolled on to his back. I eagerly rolled over on to his face and squatted over it like he'd done to my face earlier. He sniffed hungrily. "Sweet fuckin' hole!" he moaned. His tongue lashed out and drilled through my puffy ass lips. I could hear him lapping and slurping up his load. I leaned down and captured his waving, deflating dick with my tongue and lips. It tasted like a ripe ass and gallons of sperm has been dribbled heavily all over it. It was delicious!
Both of us were in sex piggy heaven. We couldn't get enough of the taste of cum and ass. When I'd cleaned his dick off completely, I lifted his legs and pulled them under my arms. I rolled over, pulling him with me; my face buried as deeply in his ass trench as his was buried in mine. Every two minutes or so, we'd roll again, hoping that would promote cum drainage from both butts.
Finally, we pulled apart, gasping for breath. He leaned over and kissed me, sharing the flavors of my ass and his dick juice. I gave up some of his hole and my jizz too.
"We sure smell like a sex club," Jim smiled over at me. "Better shower again before we go to dinner." I glanced at the clock and nodded. We had about 15 minutes before we were expected. I couldn't believe we'd been fucking and rimming for 45 minutes! What pigs!
Of course, in the shower, we played a lot of grab ass, but it came to nothing (other than a few feels and a couple of fingers up each others ass to pull out some remaining dribbles of cum). We dressed in the same clothes that we'd shed earlier, added sandals, and grabbed the champagne and dessert.
"Uh, better brush our teeth and get heavily into some mouth rinse," Jim suggested. I laughed, but agreed. We didn't mind the smell of ass and cum, but we doubted our hosts would. We returned our dinner items to the kitchen counter and took care of business.
Finally, we arrived at dinner right on time.
The dinner was good, the company very pleasant. We had a lot of laughs, a great deal of champagne (three bottles between the four of us) and excellent food. By 8 p.m., the bugs were starting to come out, so we went indoors and had dessert. At 9, we went home, promising to invite them to my place for dinner in two weeks. Next weekend, I'd be at Jim's.
"I'm gonna take a couple aspirin," Jim said heading to the bathroom at home. "I don't want a headache in the morning."
"Give me three, then," I asked.
"'K," he replied, handing me three and popping another three in his mouth. We shared a glass of water. "I'd much rather wash these down with a load of your cum," he grinned at me.
"Same to you, Boo," I smiled back.
"You ready for some real dessert?" Jim smirked.
"I thought we'd toss some salad first," I suggested. "I know your ass is gonna be real nasty and tasty after you been sittin' and sweatin' on it."
"Sweet talker!" he giggled as he walked into the bedroom, peeling off clothes as fast as he could. He crawled up on the bed and wiggled his big muscle ass at me. "Take all the time you need," he beckoned.
Stripping off my underwear, I knelt behind him. His ass was directly in front of my face. I leaned in and sniffed (the heady fragrance of new sweat and deliciously ripe asshole wafted into my sensory lobes). "Damn! You sure know how to get me hard," I breathed heavily.
"Here, let me help," he grinned over his shoulder and spread his muscled cheeks with his big hands.
I leaned in closer and sniffed again. "Oh, FUCK, that's good!" I moaned. Warm, spicy, and hungry! My favorite scents for man ass. The only thing to make it better would be adding cum to it. However, I had to taste it before I could fuck it. My tongue darted out and lashed at his tight pucker. He moaned and pushed his ass back into my face, mashing my nose into his deep trench and spearing my tongue between his ass lips. I inhaled deeply, again. The strong smell of Jim's ass and a lingering aroma of previous loads tantalized me. I dug deeper with my oral digit.
My tongue worked overtime, exploring and tasting his asshole. I couldn't get enough. And if I didn't back off and mount him, I was going to spray the sheets and floor with another load. I reached between his legs and felt his tight nuts and hard, thick dick. The dickhead was wet and dripping a lot of precum. I knew he was getting close, just having me rim his back door. But, to my credit, his hole had never been cleaner, or wetter.
I pulled away from his ass and stood up. "Gotta get me some ass, Man!" I insisted.
"You gotta wait, John," Jim countered, pulling away. "My turn to toss some salad, now."
Reluctantly, I obeyed. We switched places rapidly and I spread my dark cheeks with my hands for him to enjoy the same ass sniffing and munching that I'd done on him. As his tongue dug into my hole a few moments later, he reached between my legs and squeezed my throbbing dick. "I'll cum for sure if you do that to my dick," I warned.
"I was just touching it," he lied.
"The way you touch it makes it wanna squirt," I corrected. Begrudgingly, he left my leaking dick alone and concentrated on my ass. He made all kinds of pleasurable piggy noises. I could feel his spit dripping down my ass and sliding off my tight nuts. He was into it!
"I'm gonna cum on the floor if I don't get a piece of that bootay, Baby," he breathed. "Give it up for me, Boo."
I flipped over on my back and pulled my legs into my chest. This boy needed to be kissed and fucked hard, I decided. His monster slid easily into my tongue-opened hole and sank to the root. "Fuck, Baby! That's good!" I crooned when he hit bottom. I could feel his dick jerk in my ass as the big head swelled larger. He reached down and stroked my dick. "I'll cum too fast if you do that," I whimpered.
"Be a shame to waste all that baby gravy on your chest, Man," Jim mused. He smiled wickedly. "I gotta better idea!"
He rolled me up on to my shoulders, keeping his monster dick deeply lodged in my ass. My hard, dripping dick loomed over my face. I opened my mouth and caught a drop of precum on my tongue, sliding my tongue around the engorged head. Jim wiggled a little to get more comfortable and stretch my ass more. The slight change in position pushed my dick between my lips. I sucked hard and rolled my tongue around the flange of my fireman-helmeted dickhead. Damn! That felt good, especially with Jim's hard dick buried deep in my ass, the thick shaft rubbing mercilessly against my joy button.
"You gonna fuck it outta me," I murmured around the dick in my mouth.
"That's the idea," he grinned. He shut his eyes; savoring the blowjob my interior ass muscles were giving his thick dick. Jim moved slowly in and out of my ass, forcing my dickhead between my lips with each thrust, making my dick drip more precum into my sucking face with each withdrawal that rubbed hard against my prostate. "I sure hope you're close," he grimaced. "I'm about to cum in that pretty ass of yours," he groaned.
Not that it really made any difference what his warning contained. My tongue had hit a particularly sensitive spot on my dick at the same time Jim's thick monster raced across my joy button. Before I could breathe a syllable of warning, my cum dam broke and I bathed my mouth in thick, creamy jizz. My ass convulsed and squeezed as harder and harder climax waves struck. I breathed as best I could through my nose. My mouth was too full of geysering baby batter to breathe through. I swallowed twice and still it poured out of my jerking dick.
"Cumming!" Jim belatedly warned. I'd already felt his big dick swell and jerk inside me. Warmth spread deeply, his spraying cum painting my ass tunnel walls copiously. He grunted as his dick jerked hard once more. To me, it felt like I was sucking his jizz out through my dick, wave after delicious wave of it. Each time his dick jerked, my dick sprayed more cum into my sucking mouth.
"Fuck! That's hot, John! Sucking yourself off while I load your ass with my baby batter! HOT!" he breathed as another climax wave shook his entire body. He rolled back on to his knees, releasing the pressure on my back and pulling my wet dick from my mouth. I licked my lips, but Jim dove in and kissed me before I could swallow the rest of my load.
"Yeah, Baby!" he smiled down at me when we broke our kiss. "That's sweet cum in your mouth. And I can still taste my ass, too. No wonder you like to rim me out after you fuck me. That's good!"
I smiled back at him. "When you fucked me and started cumming," I sighed, "it felt to me like you were spraying directly into my mouth as I sucked myself off. The timing couldn't have been better." He started to back out of my ass. "Don't! Please! I love your big dick up my butt, Jim. And it stays hard so long in there." I held his ass in my hands so he couldn't pull out any farther. He pushed back into me. I could feel the big head stretch my tunnel again.
"I'll do that for you, but only if you promise to sit on my face when my dick finally falls out," he grinned.
"What a pig!" I laughed.
"Oink!"
We kissed again as he slowly fucked me with his wilting dick. He could fuck me at any stage of stiffness, I decided. Just be sure to seed me often.
But, as all good things, this had to end. His big dick finally slithered out of my cummy hole and skittered down to my tailbone. He rolled on to his back and smiled. "Take a seat!" he beckoned.
Despite the fact that he'd shot so far up my ass, his wilting dick probably dragged some cum with it; so Jim might get a good taste of his cum. He'd surely get more than a taste of my fucked ass. I made sure when I sat on his face that we were in a 69 position. I wanted to taste the big dick that had just shot a hot load up my ass.
I suppose that made me a pig, too.
As if I cared!
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