Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 18 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thought, comments, suggestions? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com. I don't bite =]
Notes- In the first chapter of this story the character Christiano says his parents were not there for him and his family cut them out. Then in second story Christiano's parents are very prestigious people. I sorry for that little mix up but as I was writing the second story I forgot about how his parents were. Point is his parents are very rich and hardly home and the rest of the family won't come into this story at all. Sorry for the mix up!
Damn I wake up and feel like I got tons of energy. The rain is still going full force but oh well I'll just down another pot of coffee. I wonder where Jorge went? As I venture downstairs I turn my head to see him laying in my bed rubbing on his massive meat with his eyes closed, moaning like crazy. I just stood there watching that 11 inch slab of Colombian meat being stroked by its owner. The way his delicate yet manly hands caressed the head and they way his massive balls would bounce up and down when he jerked it occasionally was making me crazy. So forget the coffee I wanted some meat! I walked over and crawled onto the bed without him knowing and rubbed his balls gently in my hands.
"What the fuck?!" he jumped up with a face of shock.
"Oh calm down" I replied and he did just that.
He moved his hands and ran his fingers through my hair as I gently jerked his huge cock. After a couple of strokes I got bored because well handjobs are boring. I removed my hands and watched his cock hit his left thigh with a 'pap'. I then went down and picked it up by the head with my tongue and embraced the taste. When the cock came to full attention I quickly bobbed up and down on the head giving Jorge the time of his life. He pushed down on the back of my head forcing about 5 more inches of his huge member deep into my throat. I opened my eyes to see about half of the cock still wasn't in my mouth so I did my best to bypass my gag reflex and deep throat the entire thing. It must have worked because my nose caught some of his pubic hairs. He let go of my head and I jumped up to catch a breath, knowing I wanted this to last for quite some time I layed face up on the bed with my head hanging off the side so he could creep over me and fuck my throat. As I'm laying there he slowly pumps his cock in and out of my mouth moaning with every entrance. Every time right before he pulled out I would bite down on his head, its a technique I learned off the internet and I hear guys love it with a passion.
When he grew tired of slow pumps I grabbed him by his tight butt and pushed more and more of his cock into my throat. When his big balls finally hit my nose he quickened the pace and made me even hornier. By now he was drilling that massive meat deep into my mouth apparently my gag reflex passed away without me knowing. Jorge would occasionally pull out just to see his cock covered in spit and them slam it back down in my throat.
"Get up now" he ordered with a dominant tone. But I did what he said and let him strip off all my clothes. When I was finally ass naked he picked me up and threw me down on the bed. He grabbed my hips and arched my ass up enough just so my pink hole was exposed. My ass was pretty much my best feature, besides the face of course, it was plump and round which I owe to years of bike riding. But was he really going to eat my ass? I've seen movies where this happened but I never thought it would happen to me. My train of thought was immediately interrupted by his fat tongue licking around my hole. Damn! I can see why people like this it felt absolutely amazing. He would lick up and down my hole then rub a finger on it, the feeling was crazy. After some hardcore asshole licking he pushed his finger in to it.
"Ahh" damn this feels so good.
"You like it baby?"
"Yes papi" and with that said he split my hole open and plunged his tongue in as deep as it could go. With it deep in there Jorge probed around my hole making me cringe with every passing second. His tongue action was crazy good and it had me squirming around on the bed like I was having a seizure or something. He then pulled out his tongue and shoved his index finger in my ass slowly moving it around as if it were an alien on a new planet. I was still moving around feeling like I was going to burst when he shoved his middle finger in there and slowly pulled them in and out. The slow finger fucking was keeping me horny as ever then he picked up the pace going in deep and hard with just his fingers.
I couldn't take it anymore and I came right there on the spot. It wasn't a big load however, just a few spurts. I have this uncanny ability to throw out lots of sperm or little bits whenever I'm aroused. He grabbed a baby wipe from the jar in my night stand and wiped me down. That damn wipe was cold as all hell though. I wanted dick and wanted it now.
"Go in" I told him. He agreed with that gentle kick ass smile that knocks me off my feet all the time. But what got into him this time? He didn't go in slow and delicate like he did before. He wasn't gentle and soft with it. Instead he spread my cheeks exposing my awaiting hole yet again and shoved it right in me. I screamed in pain begging him to pull out quickly but he paid me no mind. Jorge just drilled my ass as I screamed in what was originally pain but then turned into pleasure. I felt like I was going to start bleeding but then it felt great.
He was fucking my ass with an intensity I've never seen. His big balls were loudly slapping against my thighs as his massive slab of meat went in and out hitting spots I never knew where there.
"Ahh papi. Fu.. Fuckk me!"
"Yea you like that dick?"
"Yes! Harder!" And he went in harder. My bed was creaking loud and rocking hard. He was moaning long and low. I was screaming high like a damn banshee. Not only was his big dick slamming deep into me driving me up a wall but his dirty talking into my ear was just as enjoyable. See I love it when a man dominates me and says some dirty shit to me. Its every girl's fantasy, so to speak.
"Who's your papi?"
"You are!"
"Who?!"
"Oh God you are! Oh papi fuck meeee!"
"Whats my name?! Whats my fucking name? Say that shit!"
"Jorge! Jorge! JORGE!"
"Yea, yea! This my ass baby?"
"Yes papi! Oh yess its your ass! All yours!"
"Want that big dick in there deeper?"
"No papi I can't take no more!"
"Fuck that!" He stopped the drilling, pulled out so the tip of head was right on my hole, and instead of using his fingers to split my hole back open he slammed his entire cock into my whole.
"Ahhhhh!!" holy mother of shit that was the best feeling ever. He repeated the process making me scream everytime. Everytime he slammed back into my hole I could feel his meat hitting my insides almost causing some minor injuries I'm sure. Jorge then pulled out and picked me up againt to place me in my chair face up of course. He grabbed my legs and placed them behind my head not even caring if I could or could not do it. Luckily for me my legs can go behind my head with relative ease. Instead of plunging into me right there he put his hands behind the chair and put his feet up right under my ass then slammed his cock right into me.
This was a whole 'nother Jorge. He wasn't the sweet yet masculine guy that I was beginning to love he turned into this dominating manly monster. He was pounding my ass with no mercy, no matter how hard I screamed or begged him to slow down he kept that hardcore ass drilling. He was pulling on my hair, shoving his fingers in my mouth, twisting my nipples all giving me the time of my life. Make no mistake I was loving this fuck but I needed a break so I tried to pull myself up and when I did he pushed me back down and fucked me even harder.
"Where the fuck you going?!"
"Nowhere papi, nowhere!"
"Nahh you trynna move ight watch!"
What was he going to do to me now? He pulled out and looked over at my dresser. He grabbed me and pressed my back against the dresser just so my ass could somewhat sit on the edge. Jorge then hopped up onto the dresser and put his hands next to mine and he was hanging over me and some sort of weird ass airplane position. Sitting there confused as hell out of nowhere his huge cock plunged even deeper into my ass. Now he was pounding me senseless. His cock was going into me with the force of a freaking train and he had me screaming with each deep hard stroke. I looked over at my tv to see he had been pounding me for a good 90 minutes. Damn will he ever stop? I guess the end was near because he pulled out my ass and then dropped into my mouth. He wasted no time in keeping me pinned down to the floor and fucking my throat until the cows came home.
"Oh hell yea suck my big dick baby. Yea deepthroat that shit!" I could do nothing but make gagging sounds.
"Oh yea I'm gonna cum keep sucking!" He pulled and out quickly pulled me up so I was on my knees. His huge cock was then shoved back into my mouth as he squeezed on his nose. I bit down on his cock hoping to make him feel even better and closer to cum heaven. I could feel his cock swell in my mouth making it feel like it was as thick as a can. He shot over 10 hot thick ropes of sperm down my throat then pulled out only to plaster my face with even more sperm. Jesus.
"Go run a shower and wait for me Chrissy."
I would've replied but yeah to much sperm on my face and in my mouth for that. By the time he came into the shower I was squeeky clean and just leaning against the wall waiting for him to enter. He ran his hands through my soft hair and gently kissed me on my neck and back. I guess the gentle Jorge was back.
"You liked?" he asked.
"It was okay. I've seen better though."
"Just okay? Ight lets go for a round two then."
"No!"
"Then that shit was more than okay like I thought. I'm surprised you're standing."
"I'm leaning against the wall in case you can't tell."
"Yea I still got it."
Truth be told I don't think I'm going to school tomorrow. Its just gonna involve way to much standing which at this point I don't think I'm capable of doing. When we were finally dry and dressed Jorge kissed me goodbye and drove home. Why did he have to have some important sports game tomorrow? My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. The number was one I had no idea who it belonged to. But whatever I answered.
"Who's this?"
"Steven." I hung up the phone as soon as he said that. Steven was the my first boyfriend and he treated me like complete shit. He cheated on me, disrespected me, and basically treated me as though I'm beneath cow crap. I tried my ass off the cut him out of my life and I thought he was finally gone. But no he unfortunately found me and I guess he's back for more. The phone rings again. I want to answer it because well Steven had me captivated when we first met. He talked such a marvelous game and for the first month of our relationship I felt like royalty. He spoiled me with expensive gifts and shiny jewerly and even gave me a 5 carrot red diamond ring just for being me.
"What the fuck do you want??!"
"Chris I just want to talk."
"I don't care! Don't ever call my phone again!!" I couldn't help but cry as I finished that line. The feelings I had for him came back to me at an instant. Why do people fall in love with jerks in disguise and then when they finally get rid of the jerks who somehow manage to come back they miss them and want them back. I thought I hung up the phone but apparently I didn't.
"Don't cry. Please Chris lets just talk."
"Ok." Boy oh boy what were we going to talk about?