I had a bit of a long day yesterday, so by the evening I was quite tired - but still had a bit of an urge for a good breeding.

So... I wrote to a guy who occasionally fucks me, just because he was the closest fuck buddy I could find on-lin. Normally it's quite a rough ride with him, but I politely asked if I could visit him, get flat on my stomach on his bed naked with spread legs and a bottle of poppers while I relaxed and he spoilt my hole.

He's normally VERY dominant, but apparently the idea of a lazy, completely passive bottom guy who just spread his legs and offers up his willing, needy hole was enough to make him interested, so I got ready and drove over to him.

I got naked straight away and went to lie down on the bed without saying a word. I spread my legs as wide as was comfortable, but he lifted me up a bit and placed a folded pillow under my crotch so my hole was even more exposed without me having to make an effort - very thoughtful of him! And then he went to town on that hole... He normally only rims me wet enough to shove his cock inside me, but last night he went on and on!

The combination of his wet tongue and a few healthy doses of poppers made me so relaxed that he was soon tongue-fucking me, pushing his fat tongue inside me between bouts of lapping at my hole, circling the hole and all sorts of other moves you could imagine! Normally that sort of action would make me beg for cock, but a) I know I would be getting cock in due time and b ) I really just wanted to lie there and not think about anything other than what was happening that very moment. I almost drifted off, I was so relaxed.

I became more alert, though, when he began replacing his tongue with his fingers. Just a single one at first, well-lubed with spit so it slid easily into my relaxed, wet hole, but then he added another and began the search for my prostate! Oh, fuck... Oh, fuck-fuck-FUCK! He definitely found it! I tried to relax into the feeling as he massaged it over and over, though occasionally my entire abdomen buckled from the sensation. So. Fucking. Good! And the more he massaged my prostate, the more sensitive it became - I literally came close to begging him to stop, but then... I didn't really want him to stop, did I?

After quite a long while with the two fingers working their magic in my hole, though, he withdrew them and then added a third finger, beginning to stretch me a little bit, but nothing uncomfortable. he moved then in and out, fucking me slowly with the three fingers while I was just enjoying the sensation of my hole relaxing more and more - and then he added a fourth finger. Well, that DOES give a stretch to my hole that is hard to ignore, but I was wet and slick and had a bottle of poppers at hand, so I relaxed into it and could feel my hole loosening up under his attentions.

(He normally prefers fucking a tight hole at first and then opening it up as an interval act before breeding a sloppy, wet hole - but apparently this time he was intent on getting me wide open from the beginning. I didn't mind, to put it mildly...)

Every so often he'd withdraw the four fingers, spit on my hole and then use the four fingers to push his spit inside me. Damn, he got me wet doing that over and over again! It felt like my ass itself was salivating!

The final time he did it, though, his fingers were replaced by his cock. Hard, thick and long. It normally hurts when he enters me the first time because he prefers starting out with a tight hole, but last night he could just slide right in to the hilt. He began fucking me with deep, slow strokes - and you know what happens when you stick a big cock in a needy bottom's ass hole, right? I couldn't help myself... I started begging for him to go harder and faster, but he persisted with the slow pace and urged me to relax and sniff some more poppers.

He kept going and going, until suddenly he gave me two really hard thrusts - SO GOOD! - and pulled out. I thought "well, that was actually an excellent fuck and just what I needed - but a shame he didn't stay inside to fully unload!"... But apparently he hadn't cum but just didn't want to finish just yet. His cock was replaced with a string of... Well, you can hardly call them "beads" when they're that size. A series of billiard ball-sized rubber balls on a string.

Getting them in always requires quite a bit of a push from him, but when he pulls them out and I can feel my hole being pulled open from the inside? YES!!! YES-YES-YES!!! I fucking love those balls! He only put two balls inside me at a time, so it was big and filling but not exhausting.

He was giving me just what I needed - except... But I had that in the end! When I was finally just a whimpering, sloppy hole - still lying there with my ass serve up on a pillow and my legs spread wide open - he pushed his cock back inside me and started with those slow, deep strokes again before quickly picking up the pace and the hardness of the thrusts until he finally unloaded in me and stayed buried in my ass until his cock had stopped pulsing and every last drop was inside me. I tried milking any possible remaining sperm from his cock, but my ass muscles were simply too relaxed and my hole too open.

When I got out to my car I realised he'd been spoiling/using my ass for nearly 3 hours. I went home and went straight to bed, so this morning I woke up with a wet stain on my bed from where his cum had been leaking out during the night. And a hole wet and open enough for me to finger myself with 3 fingers as I finally jerked myself off!

So how was your Saturday evening?