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Cumdump Slut Visiting LA Friday - Tuesday, & I Need Your Raw Cock & Cum Fucked Hard Into My Hole (Aug. 20 - Aug. 24) * Hosting and taking loads in a PRIVATE DUNGEON/PLAYROOM Friday to Sunday morning (Aug 20 - Aug 22); * Hosting and TAKING LOADS in a HOTEL room near Santa Monica & Vine Sunday night - Tuesday morning (Aug 22 - Aug 24); * I'll be at SLAMMER Sunday night after 9pm perched (tied into...?) a sling looking for the sleaziest, TRASHIEST, big dick'd fuckers in the club to drill their loads into my hungry sloppy well used hole until the last cock is drained (Aug 22); I'm a kinky, sleazy pig bottom whore looking for: AGGRESSIVE, verbal TOPS over 40 to use and BREED my hole deep and hard; Men who get off on owning & using my hole and then lending it out to others to use as well; Dom tops who get off on DEGRADATION, uninhibited GROUP play, fantasy EXPLORATION, and sleazy fun that leaves a smile on everyone's face. Tops who prefer sex on the WILD side, pushing limits (yours/mine), and ROUGH/HARD sweaty breeding. If you are: UNCUT & over 8”; an OLD fucker with a BIG SWINGING dick and a DIRTY mind, REDNECK/white-TRASH street trade, Truckers with RIPE pits and a NASTY streak, GINGERS, & POZ/TOXIC dad's definitely hit me up! Additional info in my profile. My Limits: No FF, Scat, Young, Women, Blood, Animals, or Violence...OH, and No Bottoms, please. -
I like taking a dump several hours after getting loaded and getting that aroma of fermented cum. Anyone else know what I'm talking about?
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Can anyone tell me how I might find this hot bareback scene or name of the guys face?
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In Chicago for marker days weekends. Looking to meet other fellow sex pigs for uninhibited fun ? Hmu on bbrts: Hungfur
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Any places to cruise in Oakland? Ideally looking for park or alley for pump n dumps for a few hours. Bonus points for mask wearers and uncut guys. Prep chubby Asian bottom here.
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Visiting Toronto from 30 July until 01 August. Staying DT on BlueJays Way. Trip to Black Eagle and Steamworks is a must. Seeking sexy company or a quick fuck. Want to ensure my bf is jealous as well proud of his slutty bf and his ass
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Visiting Toronto from 30 July until 01 August. Staying DT on BlueJays Way. Trip to Black Eagle and Steamworks is a must. Seeking sexy company or a quick fuck. Want to ensure my bf is jealous as well proud of his slutty bf and his ass
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Hey. I'll be going to the LA Cumunion sex party this week. If you have any recommendations or advise on how to enjoy it, or if you've been there, please share your experience PS: Pics included for attention
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I keep on reading here and elsewhere that a lot of brothers are on Prep and as part of that process, go for regular testing which otherwise would have been procrastinated. In doing so, other STIS are caught on early and treated accordingly. As I understand Prep works very well, almost 99% barring a few cases of failure vice the number of guys on Prep. Prep use has been more so in order for guys to enjoy bareback sex. I keep reading that STIs are by products of barebacking. However I am confused that having other STIs increases chances of HIV infection even for guys on Prep. This is totally oxymoronic. The very intent of Prep is to avoid HIV infection from onset. Please enlighten us from your knowledge and experience.
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Not My Story One night browsing Doublelist, I come across a post that says "Must be able to take a BBC pounding" I was intrigued because i love some rough BBC pounding. I message with a pic and my stats and i get a quick response with a cock pic and body pic. This brotha was pretty sexy, medium build, chiseled chest and abs, nice built legs. The slightest salt and pepper beard. He had a beautiful 9.5 inch cock. He wastes no time and sends me his address. Before I leave, i lube up my hole and prepare myself for that thick meat. I finally arrive to the house and I am introduced to "G" he looked even sexier in person. As I walked in, he asked if he asked if i could really handle his cock. I told him i was certainly up for the challenge. He said "Good, cuz i don't even want head" We move into his living room and he tells me to bend over his ottoman. He grabs the lube from the table and begins to apply lube on his bare cock. He strokes his semi stiff cock a bit and begins to mount me doggystyle. Before penetrating me he says "don't stay stop once I start going, i'm not going to stop until I nut, ok?" I happily agree. He gives me a bit of a chuckle and then presses his cock head against my ass. He firmly pushes his BBC into my tight white ass. He lets out a nice moan as he bottoms out in my ass. He wastes no time and begins to pick up speed with every stroke. He is holding both of my ass cheeks with a vice like grip. I knew he was only getting started. He started saying "good faggot, take that cock faggot" I could feel him hitting spots that might make me explode hands free. My eyes started to role back into my head. I was on cloud 9, his cock was giving me intense amounts of pleasure. Even with a tight hole, I am a pro at engulfing BBC's in my ass. My ass checks felt numb from the amount of movement of the pounding. He had to he fucking me doggy for about 20 minutes when I can feel his stroke game alter a bit. I knew that i had been a good slut and that i would soon received his beautiful black load. He started to thrust just a bit deeper into me and begin to shoot ropes of hot cum into my asshole. He said "yea bitch, you fucking dumb fat slut, take that load you bitch" He continued to fuck my hole even after he nutted deep inside of me. He said "I'm not done, until I say I'm done" and with that continued to stroke inside my asshole, he wasn't even fully hard but kept fucking my ass at a nice pace. He seemed to have closed his eyes and was basically having a convo with himself by saying "yea... i'm fucking that ass,, giving him that cock, that boy pussy" As he continues his little speech he begins to harden in my ass a bit and I knew i was about to get a 2nd load. His strokes intensify and soon enough unloads a fee more ropes of cum into my ass. By now, I am full of black cum. As he pulls out, i feel some of it drip down my asshole. I hate when that happens because i usually like to take the load with me. As "G" pulls out he tells me "clean up and get out" I obey his command and with a butt full of cum, exit his house. I remember going home to take a shower and having cum oozing out of my ass few minutes. A very successful evening.
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Maybe I am just a little too real, but I would think very few real bottoms ever get stealthed. The need for raw cock and men's seed is indelibly planted in the back of their mind, and while we all spent some time resisting raw sex, we eventually succumb as that is what permeates every fibre in our body, the need for a man's cock and the need to have him plant his seed in us. Long before I became a cumslut, I knew I was. My ex also knew I was and he recalled how easy it was after three weeks of fucking me to get his cock into me bare - he new I wanted it raw and so did I. So him leading me down the path to conversion was really easy and long before he organised my conversion party he would subtly suggest how he would like to watch his mates bang me, how he would love to have threesomes with me, how the thought of sharing my arse with a group of tops turned him on etc. He knew my love of his raw cock and raw seed being pumped into me every day had me addicted and he knew I would do anything to make him happy. That is what bottoms do. Our first group sex excursion was with two neg tops who mainly took turns tagging my while my ex watched and took photos. I took two loads of each of them in different positions and when they left my ex took over, felching me before ploughing the arse off me twice on the silk trail. I was in heaven six loads from three beautiful cocks and never slept so well in my life with him spooning me while I lay there full of seed and knowing I had given every part of me to the three tops. I knew that night that I was history. I knew that any time a man wanted to put his load in me I would be powerless to stop it. Not long after that first encounter my ex tested poz. The initial shock for me was pretty bad as we had only been together a couple of months. After an awkward hour or so, he left the room and went into the bedroom, and then he called me. I walked in and he was naked, his lovely lean hairless body and long blond hair covering the bed and between his legs his magnificent 8" thick cut boner so hard his nob was almost purple. "You still going to wrap your arse around this baby?" I never said a word I just stepped out of my shorts, threw my singlet on the floor and mounted his pole. He knew I would, I knew I would so there was no pretence. The thought of him converting me made him horny as it was the first of three loads he pumped into me that night and each time he came I felt totally at ease with the fact that he was pumping hot seed into me. Once he knew I would take loaded seed our sex life became uncomplicated. He would always organise the tops to come and fuck me, just as he would organise my gangbangs if he took me to a backroom neither of us ever asked a top I just did as I was told and took the load neg or poz. We just assumed some would be neg some would be poz and from the time my ex converted we made a choice to ban condoms from our sex lives and that meant every cock I took had to be raw. Again I was powerless to rile against the situation as I loved being fucked six or seven times in a session and I loved the feel of different cocks, all shapes and sizes and loved the fact that I gave tops pleasure - my reward was their wadd. After three months and a good number of cocks had been through me apart from my ex's I still tested negative. That is when we talked and decided on the conversion party - five tops and my ex taking me as often as they could and wanted on a Saturday night/Sunday morning excursion at our place. He advertised and spoke to a few of our regulars to ascertain if they were poz and we deliberately picked the five co tops for good reasons - they were hung so they could bury their seed deep in me, the other being they were total tops so no seed got wasted in side play. We had a few replies so getting the right five was easy. I took load after load for five hours. I was in heaven, making sure I used my muscles to drain every drop out of the six of them each time they came in me. Funnily enough I was as grateful for the last load as I was the first. When we packed it in early Sunday morning the ex butt plugged me and he lay behind me pushing and turing the butt plug so that the seed in me kept moving. The only time the butt plug came out was when he got super horny and he deposited another load in me early Sunday morning. That did the trick. Did I get stealthed no , and it was so much more enjoyable knowing these beautiful men were fucking so hard, straining so hard to breed and convert me. It was so hot listening to them talk about who would be the one that actually knocked me up - how they encouraged each other to breed me and poz me. When they asked me did I want their poz seed I felt privileged to have their beautiful cocks in me and to be given their seed. I didn't come all night, I was rock hard all night but just totally got off on what the men were doing to me and long before this happened I knew it always would. I just didn't know how. My advice to any true bottom is if you feel you are going to end up that way - plan it - it is much better than being stealthed and you have no idea how poz tops fuck cosmically and often when they know they are trying to knock someone up. My tops had sweat dripping off them and gave me every bit of cock and seed they could and were so determined to breed me. They think they won but I think I did!
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I’m offering my cumdump slut ass up Friday night 7/16 at Heretic darkroom and then Toyko Valentino for all cocks and loads! Will post a Quick Connect ad on BBRTS this evening with more details.
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So next week I am meeting a guy for Bareback Sex. He is Uncut and I have never had Raw Sex with an Uncut Cock. Should it feel different, better? Please let me know how much different if any it will be than Barebacking a Cut Cock. Thank you.
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Pet's Reward By Hozzel They lay on the wide bed together, the master on his back and his faithful pet alongside, naked warm bodies huddled against the cool, dark night. Ghostly light from the TV shadows white sheets rumpled from earlier erotic exercise. Pet pops awake. Stiff, ready for more, he slowly slides his leg over Master's muscular thigh. Why not? he thinks with lecherous intent. He presses himself and carefully flicks his nervous tongue at Master's forearm. Master awakes from his doze, sucks a surprised lungful of air. His right arm reaches around Pet's head and neck. Pet's leg slides sensually along Master's again, knee just touching Master's sensitive scrotum. 'Ah,' Master rumbles softly. 'Is my pet still hungry?' 'Still. Yes. Very.' 'Insatiable wench, aren't you. Did I not feed you well enough before?' 'You sucked me dry, but your fucking me…I'm still famished. I want you to fuck me again.' 'Loving words of endearment,' Master laughs, 'will get you everything you desire and more.' Pet firmly presses himself against Master's right side, cups the base of Master's warm balls and flaccid penis, rotates his fingers around them, hefts the pliant orbs, heavy with more delicious juice. With finger and thumb, Pet flops Master's heavy cock back and forth before grasping it gently. He slides his hand up and down the veined skin and slowly pulls back Master's still-slick foreskin. 'Hmmm,' Master purrs. 'Your appetite knows no bounds.' 'I still have needs,' Pet softly begs. In his thin-fingered fist, Master's cock thickens, lengthens, grows. Pet lightly slides his hand up to the sensitive top then back along the stem, relishing the hardening member and what he has caused. It is his Master's involuntary approval. Pet relishes the little responses he creates; the shiver and tightening, the flex and hardening, all the little quivers he causes. To create such delicious reactions warms Pet's prurient heart. Reactions matter, and the depth of response matters more. From his simple rubbing, the crown becomes a dark smooth purple, tight with blood, savage with building emotion. Pet's own penis reacts, too, and stretches against Master's muscular thigh. Pet pulls his hips back but Master reaches around Pet's head and pushes Pet back. Pet's sensitive cock swells as well. As he continues to softly rub Master's swollen glans, Master breathes harder. Suddenly, Pet chuckles and jerks Master, slips his grip along the stem, making sure the glans are rubbed on each increasingly fast stroke. Some lube would have helped but it is too distant and Master is responding anyway: his hips move slightly. 'Suck,' Master commands. Pet stops masturbating and sits up. In the soft glow, his lean body creates an enticing shadow. Bending, slowly Pet's lips slide down the knob, the shaft, down as far as he can then back up until he is almost off. As he repeats this, Pet urgently flutters Master's knob with the tip of his wet tongue. Master gasps. 'Oh ... yes!' Pet licks and sucks and wanks in the manner he likes most. That is his job: sexually please his master. This is one of his arts: fellatio. 'Finger,' Master commands. Continuing to suck, Pet curls his right hand beneath Master's balls. His fingers probe Master's arse, part the cheeks, press through. He finds Master's anal ring and rubs gently, knowing himself just how enticing that feels. With fondness, he remembers Master probing prior to penetration and then the glorious fuck. He wants it again. Master's eyes close. He groans, his body jumps. He breathes deeply, his hairy chest rises and falls. Pet presses a finger into Master while continuing to suck and probe strongly. The ring stretches easily and Pet's finger pops through. 'Ah, yes, my pet, that's ... it.' Pet fucks his middle finger in and out of Master's anus, rubbing the smooth prostate at the same time as sucking Master's cock. He knows he can give master repeated little orgasms with this technique. 'Oh yes, oh, yes, that's right. You're doing so well, my pet! Oh ... wow! I'm getting ... there. You're going ... to ... make me ... cum ... you fucking vixen.' Master's body tenses. His feel press against the mattress. He holds Pet against his side as hard as he can while the small orgasm shoots through his nerves like an electric bolt. Master pants, 'More! Make me cum again!' Pet rubs harder with his middle finger and continues sucking and licking. He can feel Master's prostate swell and fill, becoming hard and large, ready to burst. It is a nice feeling. Pet relishes his ability to do this. If asked, he would stimulate Mater's prostate all day, forcing hundreds of little orgasms. He tucked the thought away for future use. Master pushes down on Pets' finger with his rear muscles. On and on Pet intensely rubs and sucks. Master grunts loudly. His hips push up and, suddenly, he spurts. Pet coughs, quickly clamps his mouth down on Master's pulsing cock, and tries to swallow as much and as fast as he can. Shot after salty shot fills Pet's mouth. He swallows again. He knows how rude it feels if any thick fluid escapes. Pet thinks Master is finished and raises his head, withdraws his digit. 'Keep going!' Master's words are a surprise. Pet renews sucking and increases his anal strokes to lightening speed. Mumbles; 'There too?' 'Yes! Yes!' Master gulps air at a frantic rate, almost in time to Pet's finger. Another minute later, Pet's actions are once again rewarded with Master's liquid and physical thrashing. Master gasps, 'Pet! Fuck! Now! Now!' 'Really?' 'Yes! Fuck now!' At Master's command, withdrawing his finger, Pet rises, places his hands on Master's hips, straddles Master's thighs. Master can see Pet is fully erect, his smaller cock glistening in the dim light, delicious, throbbing, ready. Pet grunts when he lowers his arse to the tip of Master's cock. 'Quick,' Master breathes. 'Get me in!' Pet pushes down, feels Master's thick cock work up to his rosebud. Using a trick he knows, Pet flexes his anus so Master's thick girth can easily slide deep. Pet releases a breath as he settles. 'How do you feel?' 'I feel,' Pet says, 'full. You've become quite large. And deep.' 'Does it hurt?' 'Fuck no, just very stuffed. I really love it. You can stay there all day if you ever want to.' 'Good. I will stuff my cock up your greedy arse whenever I choose.' Master places his large hands on Pet's knees. 'Feel this.' Pet feels the enormous slug slide even further inside, a huge pressure forcing his tight happy-hole open. He breathes, forces himself to relax and settle. He is stuffed full of Master's huge girth. Master smiles. 'You like that, don't you.' 'I love it!' Master laughs. 'Then fuck me.' Pet moves slightly up then settles down, taking Master's cock all the way inside his slim body. He feels truly engorged. To him, it is the most wonderful feeling, his anus full of hard, rampant cock. He has felt many cocks and he has loved them all. Master reaches, touches Pet's cockhead. He gently rubs the tip. Pet moans and rocks forward and back, sliding Master's own cock in and out. As he fucks, the full pressure subsides and is replaced by a wonderful feeling as his own special spot is stimulated. 'Speak!' 'Oh! Yes. I feel it ... I feel you ... in my arse ... inside me. You're so big. So huge. So strong. Sliding. Fucking me. Oh. Oh! It's wonderful! Ug!' Pet breathes hard as he fucks and concentrates on the building feelings. Master strains upwards and fucks back. Master's breathing increases. A hand grasps Pet's leg. Fingers dig. His other hand squeezes Pet's hard cock in encouragement. 'Oh, god,' Pet stammers. 'I love your powerful cock inside my arse. I –' Pet's words are lost in further groans as Master pumps into Pet faster and faster. Suddenly he thrusts up. Nearly knocking Pet off, Master's cock spasms for a third time. He shoots this time, his body shaking, and shoots again with each strong stroke. Blast after blast coats Pet's squeezing rectum. Breathing hard, Master releases Pet's cock and orders: 'Fuck me.' Eyes wide, Pet slowly pulls off Master. 'Are you sure?' Master raises his knees, opens his muscular legs wide. Hovering over the eager man, Pet slides back until the swollen tip of his cock is at the rear gate. Parting Master's buttocks, Pet pushes but is unable to penetrate. 'Fuck me!' Master orders. 'I can't seem to –' 'Get that fucking cock into my arse and breed me. Now!' He reaches a hand down, between their bodies, holds his shaft and presses again. At the same time, Master tugs Pet's hips hard while flexing his anus. Pet's shaft pops through the sphincter. 'That's it!' Master breathes. 'Now get in all the way. Don't mess about now, just fuck my arse. Ride me hard. Make me feel it. Make me proud.' Placing his hands on Master's spread knees, Pet first pulls back then pushes in again, out then in, repeating slowly. As he hardens further and Master loosens, Pet finds he can buck faster. He leans over Master, digs toes into the bed. He loves the tightness, the heat, the sweat of their bodies, their loud breaths, the panting, noises. Especially loves their explicit words of sexual encouragement. He enjoys Master's face as it twists and churns in pleasure. Pet fucks long, deep and hard, Master's legs tightly hooked against his arms. Even though Pet is topping, Master is in charge. Pet is fucking to Master's lyrics, Master's desires, Master's pleasure. Master tightens his anus and Pet laughs, plunging on. 'Caught you!' Master chortles. 'I ... can't fuck ... if you ... do that!' Pet pants. Pet releases Masters legs, leans forward onto Master's chest. He feels Master's still-hard cock between them. Pet holds his body back up with straight arms. 'You're still fuckin' hard.' 'Of course I am. You know I can always keep going.' Grinning together, their hips grind, they synchronise their movements, both fucking in time with each other, like a nicely tuned wave. 'I can feel you slide inside my butt. God, it's good.' Soon they gasp and moan, writhe and groan. For Pet, it is pure joy. He loves fucking for the shear sake of it and he loves giving orgasms, as many as possible, and Master appears quite capable of several. Giving Master several by fucking alone is shear tumultuous joy. 'Fuckin' cum!' Master shouts. 'Shoot that jism! Fill me now, you cocksucker! Right fuckin' now!' Master slaps Pet's buttocks then grasps each round cheek and pulls hard. Pet fucks and – shouting loudly to enhance the emotional explosion – his cock erupts inside Master, spurt after spurt, filling him again. The intense sexual feeling causes him to moan uncontrollably. Staying firmly lodged, Pet lapses down. Their chests heave with mutual heavy breathing. They look at each other and erupt in laughter. Pet licks Master's lips, pushes his tongue in and then they kiss. Tender then hard, tongues explore and slide and stimulate. 'Shit, that was good,' Master says. Pet feels on top of the world. He has served well but has also done what he enjoys most: making someone else cum. He says, 'You sure came alot.' 'Must be who I'm with. I am really turned on still, too.' Master rubs Pet's arms. 'Ok, next time you can be master and I'll be your pet. How about that?' 'Absofuckenlootely.' 'But –' Master says, moving his hips, sliding Pet's still hard cock in and out, '– I think I'd like to cum again. Fuck some more.' 'Five times? Wow. Sure.' 'Have fun!' And they do. ### This is an original short scene written by Hozzel July 2012. It was originally published on asstr with a different pseudonym. Revised April and July 2021. I love to hear from readers, their experiences and fantasies and dreams.
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Went to the Den LA party Friday (7/9/21) night at Sanctuary Studios in Los Angeles, which was billed as an open bar jock/underwear party with hundreds of men. What an incredible evening! The party went from 9:00 pm to 3:00 am, and included an open bar, a dance floor and access to 4 dungeon themed sex rooms. Too many incredible experiences to detail in one post, but here is an executive summary (all of which occurred in public play areas where others could watch/listen/participate): (i) 19 different men fucked my ass, (ii) 6 of those 19 men seeded me with their warm, sticky load (thank you boys), (iii) I sucked 15-20 (lost count) different cocks and (iv) one guy fisted me on a large fuck bench. Unfortunately, I missed my first triple-double by just 4 loads (guess I will need to keep working at it!). There are several highlights from the night, but the one I thought I would share in this post was my BIG dick beat down by Mack. About two hours into the party, I found myself on my hands and knees (in my leather jock strap) with my ass in the air (pre-lubed with 2 loads from earlier patrons) waiting for the next jockey to mount this piggy bottom and take me for a ride. That’s when a huge bear of a man (at least 230 pounds of solid, rock hard muscle) came from behind me, placed his hands on my ass and said with a deep, stern voice, “Keep your ass up high, and don’t run from my cock.” To which I replied, “I’m not running from anyone’s cock tonight!” (I consider myself a power bottom, having years of big dildo training - see my profile picture). This brick house of a man then placed his big, thick cock head against my hole and pressed forward. My sphincter opened, and then opened some more and then stretched to its limit as Mack’s fat tool (the thickness of a soda can) plowed into me and bottomed out. I could feel his big, heavy balls come to rest against mine as the last few inches of his cock settled in and my hole gripped its base. He growled into my ear at the end of that initial thrust, “Good boy, you took all of Daddy’s cock.” That shit was SO HOT!!! I totally went with it, and thereafter begged him aloud to “fuck me with Daddy’s big dick.” He literally fucked the breath out of me with every powerful thrust, and the more I begged for “Daddy’s cock,” the harder he would give it to me. He drilled me like that for at least 15 minutes, and it was a show stopper. We had hoards of men standing around us (the room was now packed and we were both a mess of dripping sweat with the now sauna like conditions), many stroking their cocks to the live show just inches away, and several of them offering their own commentary, like “yeah, fuck him deep” and “load him up, load him up!” All of this stimulation proved to be too much for my Bear/Bull to withstand, as he grabbed my hips with his powerful hands and slammed his throbbing cock one last time all the way in and held it their as he pumped a massive load of warm cum deep into my bowels. After we stood up, I asked him his name and he relied, “Mack.” I told him that his name was fitting, as I felt like I had just been run over by a Mack truck. I went on to fuck and suck as much cock as I could for a few more hours until the place was almost empty and the party organizers told me (and the other remaining stragglers), that the party was over and it was time to go home. I had several other encounters that night, and love to share my naughty adventures. If you want to hear more, just let me know and I can recount some of those here as well…
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m a 60 year old white gay sissy for any race for Indian, MY NUMBER 0747 972 0662 Pakistani, Asian, African, Turkish and Black taxi drivers as well as delivery drivers and van drivers I love sucking dirty brown hairy cheesy cocks and balls, I love smelly Indian taxi drivers with cheesy dirty cocks for my faggot mouth and I swallow. I best like your to seed in my arse Please dont call earty or text early to book me arse to fuck give me time to pre douch as it just makes me think youre a timewster or married guy having a ham shank while the wife is asleep. Not for me guys thanks. I reject calls from.withheld numbers. Beware i will ask you about your experience I am a bottom who never refuses to loads up me just creampie me -
Negative bottom here, Looking to get barebacked by a poz top. I can host in tempe on baseline and Kyrene in the early mornings, in the evenings after 7, or on the weekends. Im into anal, oral, kissing, body contact, w/s, s&m,
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An Intimate Moment by Hozzel They spy each other across the noisy, crowded room. She turns away briefly then shyly looks back. So different! Tall, broad shoulders and narrow hips, hands with thick fingers; oddly dressed, skin far darker than any she has ever seen before. And wait, there appear to be no breasts, or possibly they are so small as to not protrude. Alone in the corner of the crowded pub, clearly out of place, a stranger in a strange world, nervously fingering a blue and yellow striped drink. This person must be alien. Yes, that's it, from the visiting starship. Perfect! There. There's an awkward smile and a shy look away. She dimples and tips her head, exposing long her pale neck. Her hand touches her throat. She leaves the bar and weaves through the gaily and scantily dressed crowd. In moments she stands before, ah, him. Him! Yes, that's it. This offworlder must be male. Pronouns change. Taller than herself, she scents an aura of something ancient and unknown. His network signature is completely silent and he smells odd, but not unpleasant. Her imagination fires: she has encountered his kind before but no one not quite like him either. Mysterious lust stirs within her. His kind is her secret perverted heart's desire. Murmurs nearby dissipate. From a quick gaeanet query she knows they find him distasteful, and several ask why she even has an interest. Has she no shame? Indeed, a few admonish her for her sinful thoughts and feelings. Perverted scum! She ignores their requests and judgements. He is here! But why? Why this place in particular? She had heard crew were not permitted on her world – perfectly acceptable as far as the loose administration is concerned. The crew might find her beautiful, unique type of human as offensive as most of her kind found them. How did he get here? He is not offensive to her whatsoever. He is beautiful, and beauty is alluring. Indeed, the attraction within her is strong. His shy smile distracts her. Her leg deliberately moves toward him and her ankle-length jacket opens to reveal black stretched microskirt and slick knee-length striped boots. She hopes her exposed pale legs between boottop and hem excite him. She places a hand on her arched hip, elbow bent, and further widens her jacket. She sees him nervously glance at her loose blousette, its deep V-front is open wide down to her navel. He spies her half exposed breasts. Yes! His eyes widen, his smile twitches then the faint lines around his eyes crinkle in slight mirth. Beneath his own short jacket, he wears a chameleon shirt that is now hued dark blood red, shot with changing streaks of other colours. Curiosity? Sex? His intelligent blue eyes travel down again then back up. His grin widens, accepting, warm, inviting, clearly pleased. Her own dark eyes stare into his and, in that magical moment, she feels his soul. It invites, calls to her own, delicious, enticing, welcoming but also somewhat troubled and turbulent. But his round face is kind. She realizes he is quite young. She blinks, briefly touches his unusually flat chest, purses her thin lips. He says something but she cannot hear due to the thundering music and constant voices. Scantly brushing his inner thigh, her arm hooks his. She leads him quietly through the noise toward the exit. Feminine bodies, lurid and bright colours, intricate patterns assault them. Undulating dancers part briefly. Painted faces slip, look, stare. Some glare but here, there, she sees interest, curiosity, once abject lust. She is pinged many times but chooses to ignore the invitations. They escape the throng. The night street blazes with rushing vehicles trumpeting between tall buildings. Huge colourful holos and signs advertise and allure. Moving images, 3D virtuals, explosive advertising puffscents abound. The warm wind whips their coats, sends ripples along the wet walkway. She mentally casts through gaeanet to her family, informing them of her interest and intent, then organizes a location. She leans and says to him. "I've arranged a room close by." "Great." He a deep voice with a strange accent. "Where are we going? Will it be fun?" She pats his hand. "Very fun. Let's go." She places one foot carefully before the other as they quick step. His thoughts are hidden but she imagines him thinking: Where have you been all my life? My god, I'm so hard! Should I be doing this? And she herself thinks: He's just perfect. I cannot help myself. I have yearned for this my entire life. My body is stimulated, profoundly ready. But I must be cautious. I cannot scare him away. Her coat flaps, billows her top open, exposes her bare breasts to his glimpse. He sees her nipples hard with anticipation and looks away. It is okay, what is the problem? Oh, a nudity [banned word]? Smiling, not understanding his obvious embarrassment, she hesitates before shrugging the coat closed. The nearby hotel's transparent lift silently rises. She presses against him, squeezes her thighs around one of his thick legs, snuggles her head. Her breath catches his ear, her tongue flicks, she hums. He squirms and breathes. Her hand reaches down but too soon the lift stops. Down the hallway, her fingers tap the lock and the wall dissolves into a dark archway. Even before it fades back to wall, she pins him to the wall inside the room with her hands on his shoulders; her body slides and grinds on his. She laughs, teeth glowing as the lightstrip around the edge of the ceiling automatically flickers on. Their breaths are already heavy, urgent. He grunts as she presses him against the wall. Her lips brush his. She pushes a knee between his legs, urgent pressure on his crotch. Yes, she feels it, different, bulgy, strange, horribly unusual yet strongly alluring. The reason for all this, in fact. She grins widely as she feels his extreme engorgement roll against her stomach. Heat flushes through her tall, thin body. They kiss. Lips explore lips, tongues lovingly caress each other, breaths inhale and gasp. She feels his strong hands roam her back. She parts her coat and allows him to gently widen her top. He smiles and his fingers slide on her bare skin. She shrugs; her coat and blousette slip down, off. Her breasts are fully exposed, puffed, obviously in need. She squirms. Her body trembles in delightful sparklettes just from the kissing alone and the feel of his inquisitive hands. "Stay," she whispers. She lightly kisses his throat. Her fingers trace a line down his chest and his shirt automatically parts. His belt unsnaps at her touch. Bending her knees, her tongue touches the edge of her mouth as her hands fumble on his pants. Looking up to his eyes, grinning with naughty promise, she drops his trousers and playfully sniggers as his swollen member flops out then up. Her mouth opens. She hesitates. His unusual penis is thicker than the countless others of her kind which she has enjoyed, and skin covers the end. It stiffens further as she touches it with her left fingers. Thin fuzzy hair sprouts just above the base. How strange, she thinks. She regards it all thoughtfully, considers what she's about to do, the enormous step she's about to take. Deciding, she parts her blue painted lips. He quivers. His rod curves upwards. His hands slap the wall. "Wha –" Her own body shakes again as she uses her tongue to gently roll his foreskin back, exposing an enlarged purple crown. She nuzzles the round head, and holding the stem between straight fingers, gently blows on it. Against her cheek it feels oh so heavenly, engorged, hot. She kisses it, glides her lips around the smooth head, feels him jerk and jerk again. She giggles then takes the length of him slowly further into her mouth. She rubs the head on the roof, he squirms and gasps as she suddenly sucks hard. So wonderful! Her tongue lashes him and he groans more. Her head bobs as she alternates between sucking and licking. Her noises, his heavy breathing and the outside gusts shuddering the window are the only sounds. The crown is so different from the rest, and, removing him from her mouth, she sees veins along the fat stem. Her gaeanet query informs her this was once normal among the original settlers, before the Great Change. His hands find her short inkblack hair, fingers run lovingly through it. His breathing labours. Her round breasts heave with each of her strong breaths, and she can feel her excited body react to his alien smell, his strange taste, his thick fullness, his being, and what she is doing to him. Down below, right there, she is wet. His open shirt now glows a solid bright red. His skin is smooth and dark, festooned with soft hairs. He has no breasts and his areola and nipples are tiny. She touches one and he jumps. She fastens her mouth back on the rubbery pole, sucks and licks at the same time. "Oh!" he suddenly exclaims. "That's…" His fingers spread wide as his hands curl through her hair: short on one side and the back, straight and pointed long, down the right side of her face, an ancient asymmetrical style, evocative toward rude. Her tension builds; his body shakes, her head moves back and forth. "Um, not yet. Not yet! No!" But it is too late. "Aaag," he chokes. His body tenses, muscles clench. His cock pulses. She squeezes and sucks very hard as he jets multiple times. Gagging briefly, she jerks her head back. It tastes salty, not sweet. But never mind, good manners require taking his gift properly. "Oh my!" she suddenly cries, startled. Her own body and voice react forcefully. Never before has she ever had an orgasm by simply giving fellatio. She pulls back, grips his pulsating cock tightly in a vain attempt to curb his diminishing flow. But she cries out, "Ohf!" releases him, allowing drops to splatter her neck and chest. His cock jerks in her hand, jerks again, and again. She returns, delights in her accomplishment, squeezes him hard once more, denying his release while she rubs the fluid on her pale skin and over her breasts. She looks up at him, her lower lip beneath upper teeth like a naughty young one. Delighted, she releases her grasp and his final squirt lands on her cheek. With her right finger she pops it into her mouth. She barely suppresses a giggle. She licks him again then rises to her full height, her head even with his own. Her mouth seeks his again and they kiss hungrily. She pushes his shirt off his shoulders and rubs her stiff nipples against his bare chest. Her breathing is almost as heavy as his. Her blood feels as if it boils. She is ready, needy, urgent. She rolls her skirt to her waist, parts slender legs, raises on toes, presses his cock to the right place between. He gasps, his eyes widen. She is bare beneath her skirt, which she guesses he did not realize. Gently, she finds the right spot, briefly rubs herself on him, and then, grasping firmly, she inserts him, holding him teasingly just inside while she savours the carnal feeling. He thrusts suddenly and, with a sigh of satisfaction, she feels him slide in all the way. Clamping him with her inner muscles and thighs, she shoves him hard against the wall – he groans and closes his eyes – and she kisses him again, brushing her tongue across his. She grips his arms, pins herself against him. Her hips move and she fucks him with a strength and power belied by her thin shape. She feels his length slide in and out with each of her thrusts. He returns her movements, tries to push her, take control, but each time she thuds him back against the wall, refusing his dominance. They play this game for minutes. Her thoughts flash as the warmth rises from her hard bud while it waits for release. She kisses him again and continues kissing, minute after minute, slap after loud belly slap, muffled moan after moan, until, without warning, he twists and cries out once more. She feels his cock jump. She has timed herself perfectly: her head throws back and she cannot help but shout as her own second and far more powerful orgasm quakes. When a mere breathless minute has passed, when they are panting and glowing and she is smiling wide and he is stunned but still coupled inside her, she takes his head between her palms, kisses him again, and says softly into his ear, "I love you." She leans back, holds him with straight arms, stares at his strange face. His dark brown eyes look as human as her green. He is not alien: merely ancient. The desire to push into him grows within her; her bud strains for release. "Come," she breathes. "My turn." His look questions but they part and stumble. On her mental command a large bed morphs from the floor, made and ready, covered in soft dark velvet. Warm, inviting. She pushes: he bounces onto his back. She quickly removes the remainder of her clothes then crawls next to him. She kisses him. His eyes dart from her face to her breasts and then back to her face, seemingly not knowing where to focus. He reaches, cups a breast, lifts it, explores its shape and pointed tip. She smiles, amused at his nervousness and shudders at the snapping sensations. Sucking in her lower lip and pulling away, she eagerly pulls the rest of his clothes off. His body is so unusual! He is bulkier, muscles and veins show readily. Her fingers trace. There are no rounded, protruded breasts. Nis nipples and areolas are tiny and pink. His arms, chest, legs and groin sprout thin hairs, his hips are narrow, shoulders broad. His cock, now flaccid, is not retracted. Below, his testicles (she recalls the old term) are nestled between his thighs, little fleshy bulges, containers of holy genetic fluid, incompatible with hers. Of a vaginal slit, not a sign. His legs are thick and muscled as well. She bends, sucks a nipple. "Ouch." She looks at him. "Is this alright?" He nods, thankful that gesture is universal, thankful their language similar enough. She touches his limp penis and says, "Can you pump it up? Can we continue?" He chuckles. "Have to wait to recharge." "Really?" His accent is beautiful. She sends an excited message through the gaeanet to her cluster family and then through a secure, restricted node to a few special friends, those who, like her, defy convention and common wisdom and yearn to meet one such as she just has, a man from the stars. She gloats as one immediate reply gleans of jealousy. Several warn but are thrilled at the same time. Members of her cluster approve what they have witnessed and felt so far, surprised he has not been like the predicted monster. She regards his penis, amazed and disappointed he does not stay hard. She kisses down his stomach, pops his cock into her mouth, sucks until she is disappointed then she rolls onto her back, arms open, legs bent and apart. She instructs the gaeanet to record this encounter and pass it on to her cluster and those special, sinful friends. Thankful replies flutter. "Me, please," she says to her starman, "make me filthy hard." He looks at her quizzically, tips his head, then turns and touches her breast. Her dark nipple crinkles. He stretches, tentatively licks then sucks it. She shivers. "Oh, that's wonderful." "It is?" "Mmmm..." His hand settles on her leg then her hairless mound. His finger digs, locates her vagina and presses in, searches, finds a spot and rubs as he continues to suck her nipple. She coos and arches her back. He works his way down her smooth body until his mouth is where his dark hand explores. Slowly he uses his tongue. From the hesitant way he moves, she realizes he is clearly an inexperienced lover. How have his people even survived? When his tongue brushes it, she feels her bud pop through. "Hey," he mutters, startled. He bends, kisses it, sucks then jerks back, sits straight up. "That's –" Her bud expands, inflates, elongates, becomes thicker, longer, grows and grows. It is as long and thick as his had been but the entire surface is glans: purple, smooth, incredibly sensitive. Fully inflated, it is very hard indeed. Increasing moisture dots its entire surface, self-lubricating, ready for insertion. He stares sharply. Knuckles touch his lips, jaw flexes. "Um, wow. What's that!" She feels his shock. "You didn't know?" she says, surprised. "No one told you?" He shakes his head. "Come on," she says gently. "It's fine. Suck me. It'll be good, I promise." He blinks and says, "Are you a freak of some kind?" Anger flashes through her for a moment but messages of love and encouragement, visions of sex with clustermates and others sooth understanding. He doesn't know. How could he? "No, this is how all of us are here. This is normal. You're ... different. Please. Suck me." "I –" he leans back "– all right, I guess." His mouth surrounds her exposed cock. He hesitates then clamps down and draws a breath. Making a face, he pulls back, blinks. "Go ahead, you can touch it. It'll feel good. I promise." His fingers slide along the length; she shivers. "That's awfully nice." He looks at her, smiles. "You taste ... different. Sweet, sugary." "Yes." "Not like me." "No. Continue, please." He tries other things and, pleased, he returns his mouth to her cock, holds himself there, swirls his tongue on her, flicks the tip then sucks. "Oh, that is so nice. More." She closes her eyes, balls her fists, feels his passion and awkward interest. He continues to suck and lick, suck and lick. She becomes more firm as his confidence grows. "That's it. Yes! Yes!" Her feelings build quickly again and minutes later she cries out once more. His head snaps back as she spurts five shots onto his face. Immediately, caringly, she sits up and licks her fluid gift. "Now, I would like to top you," she says. "You want to fuck again? But I'm not hard." She laughs. "But I am!" She leans down, looks at his rear, probes with her hand. "Where's your slit? I can top you!" "I – " He hesitates, pulls back. "I – don't have one like you. I'm a male. What are you?" "You don't? Oh." She frowns but her feelings for him are strong. "I, uh, can still top you. In your ass. Perfectly normal. Can we, please?" His face works strangely as he imagines and considers. She touches his leg. She is perplexed but she thinks she understands. She queries and learns that, perhaps in his culture, analsex may be considered a sin instead of normal. How barbaric! she thinks. Sins are to be conquered and tamed, pleasure and kindness rewarded. "I don't know," he says. "Look, I've never done it that way. Not that I'm opposed to it or anything. There are guys on the ship who do – some women, too, I've heard – but, I didn't expect what you are... I didn't know. I thought you were all women here. Maybe that's why they told us not to come down. Told us you hated men. I assumed you reproduced artificially but now ..." "What am I, do you think?" She hugs her knees, feels her strong erection between her legs, watches his face intently. "I don't know!" He looks away, embarrassed at his ignorance. "Um, are you a woman or a man?" She laughs. "Oh, I see! The ancients, yes, two sexes, like animals. That's what it is! Well, I am both, we are both, and we call ourselves people, girls, women sometimes. Men is a generic term but I've never heard anyone called a male or a 'man'. We're both genders. We're just us as we are, how we were originally made. Anyway ..." She deeply dimples again, lowers her legs, reaches for him. He says, "Hermaphrodites." His finger swirls on her erect post. She laughs again and nods. "My goodness, you really don't know, do you?" She shakes her head, "A thousand years ago Alice Hollaway made us like this. Her vision shaped us into a society that has been at peace all that time. All of us are both sexes and we enjoy either top or bottom roles." She laughs. "Or any role!" Laughs again. "Sex is so important! Is it not so with you on the ship?" She playfully pokes him, pauses, then continues, "We are here to make others happy. That's one of the edicts, a law Alice gave us, and she designed our brains and our bodies to do that. Sex is central to everything we do. I understand it isn't so on other worlds." He places a hand on her leg, runs fingertips along. She feels the tingles, her cock flexes, wanton and eager. "No, it isn't. On every planet I've seen, there've been men and women, two sexes, even if they've been adapted or evolved or changed their bodies to some other form. They told us this planet was strange, that we would not be welcome. But I'd heard stories, about parties and things, orgies, free sex and I, well, I just had to find out." "How did you arrive? Wouldn't they have checked the shuttle?" "Teleport," he says. "I stowed away in a container." He looks at the top of his left hand, at a faint abstract outline. "I deactivated the com so they can't trace me. My dad would be furious." "Your ... dad?" "Um, male mother." "Oh, father." "Brother of the captain." Her mouth opens, closes. She did not realize her man from the stars was related to the captaincy. Starship royalty. He says, "People have to be genetically modified to live on many planets, probably most. The metallicy here, for example, is higher than Earth-norm. The carbon dioxide level is a tad high, too, but bearable. Solar luminosity slightly less, redder. I can't stay here for very long unless I have supplements and other things. And your 21 hour day would screw with my circadian cycle although I could eventually adapt to that." He snorts. "No wonder they didn't want us to come down. Do you always have sex this easily with strangers?" "Strangers?" she says. "Everyone here is connected. Except you. And, yes, why not?" "If you have sex this easily with strangers, they'd have a fit. On the ship, that is." "Easily?" she says. "Sex is what binds society together. We greet with sex, we play, we learn, we feel. We love each other." "So most of those people in the pub ..." "I expect so, probably. Why not? Why do I sense there is something wrong." She reaches, touches his leg. "How do you deal with fights? What happens when someone gets out of line?" "Oh, that. Well, we fuck them, make sure they know they're cared for and have nothing to fear. Gaeanet may intervene. Or a cluster gangs up on them, has them over for a party." She sighs. Information intrudes. "Ah. I believe our body chemistry is different to yours. Makes us more cooperative, peaceful while still very sexual." "Well, that's certainly different than on Earth." She sits up, excited. Her hands flutter. "Earth? Are you from Earth?" "No, no, I was born on the ship, but I can trace my ancestry back to there. A place called New Zealand, I think, and before that Africa. Our webship first left from Earth's system two thousand years ago and everyone on board is humanstandard. We do not modify much." "Wow, that's amazing. You don't even have net implants, do you?" He looks quizzically at her, shakes his head. "Whatever that is." She slides next to him, places her arm around him, looks into his eyes, sucks in her lower lip. "You poor ... man. That's why I can't read you," she says. "Everyone here has them. We have complete empathy for each other's feelings." "You do? You can read each other's minds?" She laughs. "Of course not. They only hear what I choose to send. Anyway," she continues, "I am basically a girl, I guess you would say. I've never had children and I don't know if I ever will. But I can make them, too, if I so choose. We all can." He blinks. She touches his arm. "I think it's alright. I'm currently sterile, I can't get pregnant. I doubt your DNA would mix with mine anyway and I've had all my meds." He lets out a breath. "Mednanos, I gather. That's good to hear. You know, I saw children at the zoo." She kisses his shoulder. "They were happy. And all the adults were mothers. In fact, everyone I've seen looks female. I wasn't sure what to think. I must've really stuck out." "I know, I heard about you." "You did?" "Yes." "So it wasn't a coincidence you were at that pub?" She dimpled. "Not really." "We were told this was a planet of women and men're locked up somewhere as slaves. That's why they didn't want me to go down. Said I'd be captured. Is that true?" She laughs. He just looked at her. "Oh. Really, that's just silly. Why would they want to stop you from knowing the truth? People don't get locked up. Oh, wait ..." Her body snuggles into his, she gently takes hold of his cock. He shrugs, reaches, touches her breast then erection, slides his fingers along its length. "Well," she says, "what you have captured is my heart." "Really?" "Oh yes." She kisses him then asks, "What about the zoo?" "Yes. I try to do that when planetside. Zoos are a good way to quickly learn a lot about a world. On the ship, when I'm not doing propulsion, one of my other duties is to look after the farm. Everyone does that at one time or another. Your zoo isn't very large. But, your creatures, your plants, they're as interesting and varied as any anywhere. I particularly liked the Loraz." She smiles. "Yes, they're very beautiful. They make nice pets, too, unless they're in season in which case they have to be dealt with." "Dealt with?" She nods. "A Loraz in heat requires constant sex. We take turns but I once topped a Loraz ten times in a row. And we don't keep that many native animals in the zoo. Most of the animals outside are dangerous." "Ah," he says, "that's why your three cities are surrounded by walls. And I thought it was to keep the men out!" They laugh and she shoves him. She tickles him – his legs bend – her head lays on his shoulder. She gently strokes his leg, his torso, touches his penis from time to time. Her own remains hard, ready. Her body is still pumped, primed, eager. Voices from the net whisper encouragement into her mind, and curiosity, desire to feel what she feels, taste what she tastes, hear what she hears, view what she sees. The perverse yearn for more. The normal advise caution but accept her love. She whispers, "Why can't you keep topping?" He pats her hand. "I have to recharge. Don't you have to do that after you, uh, come? It was amazing that I went twice in a row with you. If you keep up what you're doing, though, I might be, uh, ready soon." "It just seems strange that you have to wait." She strokes. "You can do it a lot?" "One day I came over a hundred times. It doesn't matter, though, it's the feelings that count and the pleasure and happiness we can give each other moment by moment." He looks stunned, clearly in awe. "A ... hundred ... times ..." And in that she had an inkling why the ancients may have had so many conflicts, why they did not resolve problems or greet each other with sex as her people believed they should. She looks down shyly. "I can give to you, you can give to me. That's what it is all about. Humans were evolved for this." "They why do we fight?" "Faulty evolution, maybe. The Lahm make mistakes, too, and they're even more sexual than humans. We just needed a bit of help from Alice to sort things out." They both lay in silence. The window rattles as wind batters. "What is your name?" he asks. "Sanalita-manom-harl-kwinlin-Roberts." "Roberts?" he laughs. "Everyone calls me Lita. What's yours?" "Per –" She kisses him again. "– Perin." "Hmmm...Perin. That's nice. Any other parts?" "Perin Freeman." "Do you all look like this? On the ship?" "Male?" "No, silly. Your skin? Dark? Brown?" "Yes, petty much. Shades vary. People on other ships, other worlds vary, too." "Yes, I am aware of that. Some have gone pretty extreme." "They have." They cuddle for minutes, explore each other's bodies with their hands, lips, tongues. She touches him there and then there and he trembles. "What's it like in space?" "It's, uh, well, I don't know. How to I say it?" She touches him there again, smiles at his reaction. "What's it like? Tell me, please." "Nothing special. It's home. I have a flat and do my jobs and we all keep everything running. Captain Freeman is my uncle, my, um, father's brother. Yes? The ships ... do you know about gypsyships? No? It started as an asteroid, hollowed, layered, spun for gravity. Instead of hyperdrive, big exotic matter hoops warp space, create superspace, and we use subspace energy sails to catch the static surges. The warp negates relativity and inertia. Our power comes from –" Suddenly she kisses him again. "I love it that you're from space. I once topped a woman from another starship." "You did?" She snickers. "I'm drawn to starpeople. Most of us don't want to know – couldn't you tell in the pub? – but I do. There's a group of us. We keep in touch. You're all so exotic, so utterly fascinating. I bet you've seen plenty of planets." He smiles and nods. "I have. Many." "Tell me about them!" "Oh, well, there's so many. We've done some exploring, researched worlds swallowed by black holes, found a beautiful ringed H-world, with breathable air but the monsters that live on it were just too much." He frowns. "Worlds with life are so rare. The ancients used to think the Galaxy was full of life. Aliens everywhere." Her excitement mounts as he talks of yonder worlds. "Why would they think that?" she laughs. "I don't know. Because they didn't know any better. That's all. They hadn't gone out yet. It was not until humans had hyperdrive and then later superspace that we went out and explored and discovered how precious and rare life is, how few worlds there are on which we can walk in the dirt with our bare feet." He giggles. "And stand naked." She quivers in excitement. This is what she sought. Her man from the stars. His stories, his strangeness. She feels his heart, his soul and knows she has fallen in love. But was it trulove? "How old are you?" she asks. Her foot rubs his. "Um, twenty four." "Really? I'd've thought you much older." He sucks his lips. "Yes, and no. I was born twenty-four shipyears ago but I guess that'd be a hundred your time. Even with superspace, it takes years to span the void between systems – they're so far apart – and time on ship passes much more slowly than realspace, only days for me but years for you. And ... it's our life. We all have our places, do what we're instructed. That's the way it is. We travel from system to system, trading, moving people, things, learning. It's what we do." Suddenly she rolls onto him, lays him back onto the bed. Giggling, she kisses him and their tongues search each other again. With her feet, she levers his legs apart. Beneath his 'balls' she presses her urgent cock, seeks his crease, his rear cleavage. "I really need to top you!" His eyes are wide, darting, questioning. "How do we do this? I've never –" "I'll show you." She scoots down and takes his cock into her eager mouth. Parting his legs wide, her right hand explores his buttocks while she sucks. She finds his anus, presses her longer finger on it. He gasps, "Oh my!" She smiles, lowers her face, opens him with her hands, tries to press her tongue into the sweet closed pucker. She just manages it. Her finger next, probes, works inside. Holding his knees up and wide, she moves her finger in and out, rubs the smooth spot just inside behind his penis. She can feel it swell. "I learned about this," she says, "this spot. We don't have it now –" He jerks suddenly. "What the fuck are you doing?" "– but I guess you do." His cock begins to renew and strengthen. She continues stroking, rubbing, stimulating. He tenses, shakes, gurgles, then cries out as something strong slashes through his body, an intense feeling like an orgasm, but not quite. She smiles, continues, and shortly another slashes through him. "I – I can't believe it. It's like I've cum, but I haven't and I can keep going." After several more she says, "How did that feel?" "Unbelievable," he replies, winded. "How did you do that?" "I found some old records." She sucks him briefly, then says, "I think you're ready now." Levering her body over his, she holds his legs up near his shoulders. Her hardness pokes at that special spot between his buttocks. He gasps as she enters. His mouth remains open, eyes wide. She slowly pushes herself into him, as deeply as possible, until she cannot press further. Hooking his legs over her shoulders, she holds herself up with straight arms, lowers her head and kisses shim. "How is that, my love?" "I ... it is ... very strange. I feel so full down there. I thought it'd hurt but it doesn't, I'm just filled. Not at all what I expected." She nuzzles his nose with hers. "That's how it should feel. Here, now, I'll just ..." She pulls her hips back, feels herself slide out then she presses back in, making sure she and he can savour every movement. His hands slip, hold her legs, feel her muscles work as her hips drive. "My starman, my love," she utters. Her head curls back, eyes closed and she begins fucking him. His hands reach around his legs, hold her driving hips. They fuck this way for glorious minutes, he utterly surprised at how great it feels. "Why?" he asks, staring in wonder at her happy face. "Why has this happened to us?" She does not stop her movements. "Because I wanted it to. Because you're from the stars. Because in my family ... oh!" He stops moving. "Your family? You're not single?" She hesitates then resumes. "Wait ... I'm almost there. Shhh..." She fucks harder, faster, feels the sensations and emotion wave through her, build and build until, with a small cry, finally, everything bursts forth. She fills him with many pulses, much longer than he has ever experienced himself, and then she collapses on top of him. But soon she sits back up, smiling, laughing. She withdraws from him. Her rich fluids leak. She sees he is now hard again. Pressing his legs down and straight, she straddles his hips and takes his glorious mancock within her once more. "You have a family? You're married?" he asks. Her throbbing cock bounces as she moves him back and forth, sliding his delicate hardness within her. "Of course. Our cluster is small, only twenty two of us. Oh, oh, I'm ... almost there again. It won't take ..." She pants with each hip thrust. Her swollen breasts heave between her arms, enlarged with her lust. Her body moves, his hips thrust up in tune with hers. Their movements are automatically synchronised. She sees his breathing quicken, feels his heart beat, his soul flash green then yellow then red with passion and lust and intense fire. She watches his face twist and shine as he climbs and climbs. She fucks him faster and harder until he finally crests. In her mind, through her net, members of her cluster family and members of her secret group feel her orgasms, her pleasure and lust. They resonate with her, join together, accept, and a few even come themselves. They understand her feelings for him, his warmth and humanity, the love she shares, her deep carnal desires as well as her intellectual ones. As he jams up into her, he shoots and gasps, wide eyed and open mouthed. At the same time, she clamps down on him and her own cock powers once again, spouts arcing, wetting his chest and their loins. Afterwards, they cuddle and he sleeps quickly. Her mind fathoms the family's net and she realizes that on the ship he does not receive this perfectly normal, human pleasure. Sex for his people must be something of which to be ashamed, instead of celebrated and revered, shared and worshiped. After much time her penis retracts, her legs and arms entwine with his. They breathe deeply together. Hours later, she wakens. Sunlight lances through the window, onto the bed. On their sides, they have become spooned, her ass touches his penis. She glories in the feel of his morning erection. She lifts her leg, finds him and pushes him back inside where he belongs. She snuggles into his body and pulls a strong arm around her. His wide hand encloses her breast. He massages it. "I love you," she says and moves her hips. He slides within her. He pushes back, but rolls them over so she is on her stomach, legs closed between his. She cannot hide her smile, her pleasure, her achievement. She knows little about him and yet, she knows they should share their life. Her body responds to his movements. His cock slides in and out, faster and harder. She feels his body, his muscles, his weight. She is bounced as he slammed into her. She greets the morning with a shout as he comes into her once more. Rolling over, clutching each other, she presses her own sudden erection between his legs, moves her hips, rubs. "I feel so complete with you! I've notified all my sisters and they're eager to meet you. They want you, too." He stares wide eyed. "They do?" "Yes. An ... an, orgy I think you call it. We shall greet you with sex, join you into our cluster, a fun orgy of love and panting. We are ready to accept you with open hearts, arms and legs." She laughs and tries to fuck her hardness into him. When she has managed to insert into his anus a small sound tinkles. Tiny, almost imperceptible. With a shocked expression, he leaps off the bed. "They found me! How? Did you tell anyone who I am?" "Just my family and those of us who enjoy sex with starpeople." "Oh, fuck. You know what's happened? Someone blabbed. They found me. See this?" He holds out his arm. The tattoo glows red. "They fuckin' tracked me down. I don't want to go! I love you, Lita!" She reaches. "Perin!" Another bleep. He steps, stumbles. A rainbow archway appears behind him and three dark objects with snaking metallic tentacles grasp his body and pull him through the rainbow. All in a second. The rainbow winks and he is gone. Smiling, feeling incredibly turned on, she grasps her aching solid cock and pumps vigorously. The encounter went well and she loved him as she should. Her friends in the underground cluster are elated. They tune into her, feel her rising crescendo, come with her when it breaks loud. They gasp relief with her coming. They live her feelings, understand her loss and theirs, and ready themselves for another day. "Come home," they ask and yearn. "Come home, Lita. We're here for you." XXX This short story was written April 2007 and originally released on asstr in a different form. I love to hear from readers and enjoy exchanging real life experiences and fantasies. Hozzel.
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Hey guys: Has anyone else encountered this issue? I am a barebacker. I say I fuck bb on my profiles for bbrts, squirt, grdr, and other sites. If you want to hook up with me I want you to know I intend to breed and seed your hole. Otherwise, don't bother me. Other than BBRTS (of course) I sometimes get nasty messages from guys that are angry at me because I want bb. Today I got a response from something I had put online that I was an "idiot" "moron" etc. Why do these assholes find it necessary to make nasty comments regarding my preference for bare sex? I wanted to tell this asshole to fuck off, but the message was sent anonymously. To afraid to send it with his email. I happen to be on PrEP and old enough to know what I want. I wish I could block these idiots to be honest. BH
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The year was 1990 I was a you man in my 18th year of of life. I worked weekends in a flower shop for a family friend Rob And his 2 assistance. It was a busy Saturday and Rob told me they were having a party at Stuart’s flat and I should come along their would be girls present. the shop closed and I went home, I got changed into my jeans and shirt then headed out for Stuart’s place. I arrived around 9pm and the party was in full swing. We were all drinking laughing joking. Rob asked me if I would work the following morning I said yes and his skinny friend Stuart said he would work also. Rob went to one of the rooms and crashed out with a few other guys. I sat up drinking with Stuart till 4am, Stuart asked me if I wanted to car share with him to the store an a few hours time I smiled and said yes. The next morning Stuart and I headed into the the store. We prepped the shop and Stuart asked me hey how’s that girl your seeing I told him we had broke up he smiled at me winked and said that’s a shame. It was a very slow day and by 4pm we closed up and went over to the pub. Stuart asked me hey wanna come to a club tonight see as we’re finished. I said yeah sounds fun. we left the shop and headed to the edge bar, we drank and laughed and joked all night. I thought Stuart is flashing the cash buying me drinks all night. We ended up on the dance floor dancing he moved behind me and began to grind up against me I pulled away what are you doing bro I said, dancing dude what does it look like. I said I’m not gay so back off ok. He smiled and said I’m sorry. As the night ended o realised I had left my keys at home and wouldn’t be able to get in. Stuart said I’m going back to robs come with me. I said ok AmS we headed out we are iced at robs around 2am Rob was awake and listening to music sat in just his briefs he said sit down guys. I sat down and we began drinking. Rob looked at Stuart and they started kissing robs hand slid onto my lap I had just finished my drink and was very drunk. Suddenly Rob had my cock in his hand and was rubbing my cock I was light head and before I knew it he was on his knees with my dick in his mouth omg it was amazing never had I had such incredible blow job just as my balls tightended he stopped and started ducking my balls they were heavy tight. Next hing I knew Stuart was wanking his giant cock in my face, come on he said in his Scottish accent robs looking after you now you look after me. I opened my mouth to reply and before I knew it he pushed his giant cock in my mouth. Suck it I began to suck m, kissing his bell end m. Good that’s what I like suck it . Next thing I knew Rob had me on all 4s and now he was licking my my arse out it felt amazing my dick was stood on end. Suddenly Stuart grabbed my arms and Rob was behind me with his giant cock head poised over my hole. He grabbed my hips ams pushed himself deep into me as I let out a whimper Stuart slammed his cock into my mouth. I was. Their slut sucking and being fucked by 2 guys. I asked shouldn’t you be wearing a condom, don’t worry about that boy your our cum slut. Rob thrusted harder and harder racking his nails across my back Stuart pounding my face as he sucked my cock. Suddenly Rob began to rut harder faster suddenly in felt this wet warm feeling in my arse. Rob swapped places with Stuart he rammed his 9 inch cock deep into me my arse it slipped in easy thanks to robs thick toxic load filling my belly. Stuart grabbing my hips Pounded my arse raw. I flipped over onto my back Stuart on top of me like I was his birch thumping my arse kissing me. Rob left the room l. Stuart told me I was now his bottom boy and he was my man. He kissed me deeply I kissed back our tongues probing each other’s mouths. He was pounding me harder I wrapped my legs round him o didn’t want him to pull that big bare cock out of my man pussy. I was loving it he began to suck my neck leaving his mark on me. He whispered your mine and your my slut. I was now loving it more and more, I looked in his eyes he began to get faster he whispered in my ear I am positive do you want my seed. I wrapped my legs round him, clenching my arse muscles I couldn’t believe what I was doing, let alone the words coming out my mouth make me your bitch, impregnated me with your seed please, he got faster and faster he kissed me passionately suddenly I was being filled with his toxic load too, Your my boy now you want my gift. I do baby I do, what was I saying Rob came back with a camera took photos. Smiled every day you come here and take my cock my seed you hear me. Then you go see Stuart and take him the same. Suddenly the door opened to the bed room ohhhn the deep voice said. Can I play guys too. Stuart was empty so was Rob, yes Tou can said Rob suddenly I looked up and this giant mountain of a black man was stood next to me. He said take my cock out now. I did as I was told. My god he was 11 inches long as 4 inches thick. He had a scorpion tattoo on his groin and smiled let’s go he lindes that giant black. Dick against my arse he grabbed my arms and held them above my head. He pushed hard and my am arse ripped open struggling to take that big black cock. He was now in me he was so big I felt full as he began dumping me harder and harder tears streaming from my face from the pain l. Rob stood over me dipping his balls in my mouth Stuart sucking my cock, the black bull fucking my newly ducked virgin arse. He was now thrusting deeper harder I was so we it was crazy, suddenly he blew his load deep in me take my seed my toxic seed you now have had 3 loads but I have stretched you good he didn’t stop he kept going cumming in me again and again. He stopped left the room with Rob Stuart laughed as he threw Polaroids at me, I will post these if you don’t come back everyday till your toxic too boy you hear me. I nodded now go slit be back tomorrow. I got up put my clothes on still leaking 3 different loads of cum from my arse. ps I still ride Stuart’s cock today bare raw I’m a toxic whore and only take toxic loads I’m a cum slut and proud.
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I grew up on the Jersey shore. Had summer jobs every year of all kinds. I loved the beach. After my junior year of college I came home once again to work at the beach. Got a job as a bar back in Asbury Park so I could spend my days getting tan. First night on the job I met Barry who was working the same shift and we hit it off. After work we sat on the tailgate of his pickup and drank a few beers in the parking lot. We agreed to hit the beach together in the morning. A few hours later we met up and walked under the boardwalk to get to the beach. Barry walked in front of me in a little peach colored speedo. He had a nice little ass I thought. I was thinking about his ass went I bumped into him...he had stopped short. “Shhh” he said. “Listen”. I heard moaning and slapping. I was already hard and Barry moved back onto my hardon. “Sounds like fun” he said. I stammered something unintelligible and sucked in my breath as he rubbed his butt on my cock. He turned to me and kissed me and took my hand and led me to the beach. He said, “ let’s catch some rays first”. I followed his sexy ass out onto the beach and we set up our towels and Barry rubbed Coppertone on me and I had a giant boner. He discreetly grabbed me and I moaned and he said, “now do me”... oh how I so wanted too! We soaked up the sun for a few hours flipping and reapplying lotion. I was SO horny. Barry took a walk down the beach and when he returned said he knew a bunch of people further down the beach hanging out, so we picked up and joined them. I was introduced to a bunch of guys mostly in speedos or small tight suits. Several different hot guys rubbed me down with lotion and I them for the rest of the afternoon. We drank beer, talked, smoked and tanned. We were close to the boardwalk and guys would pair off and walk underneath for awhile. Barry came back from “a walk” and I saw a huge wet spot on his sexy ass. My new friend Enrico and I made eye contact at the same time and he asked if I wanted to take a walk. We entered the dark coolness of the under part of the boardwalk and I could hear guys fucking. We walked to a darker area and Enrico spread a blanket out in front of us and pulled down my speedo as he drew me down onto the blanket. We kissed. We 69’d. He ate my hole with gusto, it was marvelous with his mustache and chin stubble. He dumped lotion in my ass and finger me while I sucked his sexy dark Dick and buried myself in his sweaty bush. And then he turned me around and slowly at first started long dicking me. I moaned and pinched my nipples as he picked up his pace. My Dick was bouncing with every thrust and suddenly another Dick was in my face. I was so horny, I gobbled that cock right up and the two cocks shared me in a spit roast. I was thoroughly enjoyed myself impaled on two nice cocks when a head slid underneath me and a mouth engulfed my cock! In no time I was moaning loudly and cumming like a racehorse! Enrico started pounding me harder and with one final thrust yelled something in Spanish and collapsed on my back. when he pulled out of me the mouth on my cock n balls moved to my hole and his tongue whirled around my rim. The beautiful cock I was sucking then pulled out of me and he flipped me on my back and pulled up my legs as he thrust deep into me. Barry appeared and kissed me with his crummy mouth and tongue, he whispered that he wanted to just watch but got carried away and wanted my cum. He pinched my nipples and my cock got hard again as the sexy man fucking me began pounding away at my hole. He thrust deep and as he hit bottom Barry twisted my nipples hard and my cock erupted again. Above me, I could hear the sound of the carousel and feet walking bi above. Ah sweet summer...gonna be a good one I thought
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Hello bros, I'm a total top and I love breeding a nice hole. I don't get along with versatile men of any kind and enjoy getting my dick and balls serviced and also fucking love to eat ass. I'm one of those who gets hornier and hornier and fucks for long... Hours. I've had this experience myself before but I rarely see it in porn and when I do it makes me so horny because I love doing it. Either top or bottom, how do you guys feel about "ass-to-mouth"? I find it the hottest thing and when a hungry bottom sucks my dick after I fuck him hard for a while it really turns me on. I also love fucking rough and then eating hole. That also drives me crazy. I've had the luck of always been in a situation where the bottom is a pro and is totally clean, not a single spot or smell. I find this practice the most intimate and horny and I kind of dislike it and it's a bit of a turn-off whenever I am asked to wash my cock before getting sucked after fucking the guy (again, I fuck for long so there's a need to take a break but I'm still hard). I find it very fucking vanilla. Recently watched some porn videos where the top alternates between fucking the bottom and eating his ass and it's so hot. Also, saw two videos where at the end the top cums out but then starts to ram it in still cumming so the bottom gets his hole filled with cum. In both of these videos the top starts to feed cum to the bottom from the dripping hole. I find this simply -proper fucking- as in "bareback" I always say "it is just proper sex." Tops: how do you feel about doing these things? pounding then eating and pounding then getting sucked, and so forth? Bottoms: how do you like it when the top pulls out for you to eat his cock for a while before getting fucked again and how about getting your hole eaten after getting fucked for a while before continuing?
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I’m Rick, 5ft 7, with a small waist and an edible bubble butt. I had just turned 30 and was still single. I’d spent most of my 20’s hooking up and having meaningless relationships, that never went anywhere. I was on all the usual sites and ignored most of the cruises and oinks I had gotten, that is until I received a message from ‘Daddy’; “I’ve had my eye on you for a while boy” There was no picture or any details on the profile so I ignored the message, throwing my phone on to my bed, it lit up again. He had sent his location, it was a hotel in the centre of town. Too much effort, I thought. I spent my evening tidying up and was about to jump into a shower when I got another message. This guy can’t take a hint. “Daddy is waiting.” My cock stirred, I hadn’t been fucked by a Daddy in a while. I decided to seize the moment. After having a quick shower and cleaning out, I soon found myself trying to find a parking spot in the city centre. I approached the hotel and sent a message. “I’m here. Daddy” “Room 602” I made my way to the elevator and hit the 6, noticing it was the top floor. My pulse began to quicken. I didn’t know what this guy looked like or anything about him. Only that he was ‘Daddy’ and waiting. I made my way along the corridor, there weren’t many doors. I raised my hand to knock the door when it flung open. Before me stood one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen. He towered over me at at least 6ft. He had a full head of silver hair, neatly combed back and piercing blue eyes. He must have been in his 50’s. He was wearing a full 3 piece suit and had a noticeable bulge was growing at his crotch. Lucky me, or so I thought. I had barely a seconds warning, before he reached out grabbed me and I was pinned up against the closed door. It didn’t take much for him to overpower me, he had his arm against my neck and was forcing his had into my shorts. I wasn’t wearing any underwear. He smiled and his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine. “Such a good boy.” His hand found my hardening cock, and he was wanking me off quickly. I couldn’t move, and could feel myself getting closer to cumming. I looked into his eyes pleadingly and when I went to speak he kissed me. My cock erupted, cum shot all over the both of us, even reaching up and marking his tie. “My boy should be focused on me, now you don’t have any distractions. Follow me” What the fuck had just happened, I was seeing stars. I slipped my shorts off and kicked them to the side in the hallway, along with my shoes. I followed him with my own cum running down my legs. This wasn’t a hotel room, it was a suite. He took me through a sitting room and dining room before I seen the bed, which was huge. This guy was rich. “I’m Rick” I said nervously as he turned to look at me, unbuttoning his suit jacket. “I know who you are Rick. I’ve seen you online, you’re not always on but enough to know you’re not in a relationship.” I shook me head, unable to find me words, he was down to his shirt and tie now, my eyes glanced at his tie, he undid the knot and handed it to me. “You see, I’ve been looking for that special boy. Daddy has an appetite and that ass of yours has been calling out to me.” His shirt was now resting gently on the back of a chair and his mature hands were unbuckling his belt. My cock gave a small jerk. His body was solid tattoos ran across his chest down his arms and on his abdomen, grey hair ran from his sculpted pecs down his abs to his crotch. I was mesmerised. As he walked towards me his smile faded. “Come closer boy, you’re here for Daddy to enjoy.” I stepped towards him and that’s when he dropped his trousers. I audibly gasped. “Most boys don’t think it’s real, or are too scared. You never even asked me for a pic.” His cock was huge, not just long but thick, beer can thick. It was pierced too. My ass clenched in fear. I’d never seen a cock that big in person, and rarely in porn. I took a deep breath. Daddy was now completely naked and took my hand as he lay me on the bed. He kissed me deeply for a long time, holding me tightly to him as we did. After some time I noticed the wall was completely mirrored, I could see this large muscle man dwarfing my slender pale body on the bed. I was on my back with legs pushed back, my freshly shaved hole was completely exposed. Crack! Daddy had smacked my ass cheek with his hand and whistled. “Such a fucking beautiful hole boy, Daddy is going to claim this and no one will ever fill you the way I do.” I jerked my body from him slightly, “Are you neg, or on treatment?” I blurted out, I felt proud that I had found some sensibility in amongst all the lust. “Trust me boy” His blue eyes where burning down at me, I fumbled to find words and just as I went to speak he thrust my legs up and apart and buried his tongue into my hole. “Yes Daddy” I moaned in pleasure as he devoured me. He ate my ass for so long and in so many different positions I was desperate for his cock, I hadn’t even touched it yet. He made sure to keep it away from me, purely working on my ass. A drawer next to the bed was slid open. I was handed a bottle of poppers, and the tie I had once came on. It was wrapped around my eyes, blindfolding me. My legs were on his shoulders, I could feel the cold of the piercing tickling my hole. The poppers were under my nose and I took several deep hits. Daddy’s body was pressed into mine, I couldn’t move under his weight. Then he spoke in a husky whisper into my ear. “Daddy is going to put a rag of poppers over your nose and mouth. It will help you relax, once I start I won’t stop until I cum. No breaks son, this is how Daddy shares his love” I was high off the poppers already and so horny from all the ass eating that I nodded in agreement, unaware of what I was saying yes to. He gently worked the tip of his massive cock into my ass, making sure the cold piercing was inside me. I moaned and struggled to adjust to the girth. I felt so stretched, but wanting it. “Lube please” I groaned as he tried to push deeper into me. His cock was dry and my hole felt like it was burning. He leaned back and spat on his cock, or at least made the sound of spitting, I couldn’t see. Then as my moaning increased he placed the rag over my face, pressing it into me as he pushed harder and deeper into my raw hole. “Oooh fuck boy, Daddy has got a big load for you tonight. Now open that hole for me. That’s it, you’re taking it all, one way or another.” The pressure kept increasing and my body felt like it was being split in two, I was beginning to moan and struggle with the pain. He didn’t stop, or slow down. My cries seemed to make him harder, he took what he had of his cock out of my hole with a pop. He flipped me over and had my nose over a bottle of poppers and the tip of his cock at my hole again. I heard him take a deep huff and then, without warning, the rag was forced onto my face and his hand was pulling my body backwards arching my back. In the same motion he slammed his cock into me. I moaned and screamed into his hand, but it only made my hole feel more open every time I took a breath. I was spun and my ass was on fire; “Good boy, you’ve nearly taken half of it. Now tell Daddy you want more” I couldn’t talk, I could barely think. A hard slap fell on my ass and an inch more of his cock slid into me. “Oh so I have to get rough with my boy for him to take all of my Daddy meat. Have it your way” I tried to express that my answer was no, slow down, stop, anything other than the word more. I thought I was an experienced bottom but nothing had ever felt like this. My body was completely drenched in sweat and my ass cheeks were stinging after being brutally slapped, when Daddy said. “About 2 thirds in, you’re such a good boy. Now that was the easy part. I want you to feel my balls against your hole as they empty inside you” I was on my back and the poppers had been doing the trick, I felt comfortable, albeit very full, but did enjoy the fuck. Once I had adjusted to it. Daddy was building up pace but I knew he wasn’t fully inside me yet, I was hoping my hole would naturally stretch to accommodate him, but he was just too big. I felt him lean forward and reposition himself. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, holding my body as he started to fuck his cock into my hole with just force. I broke the kiss to scream and blacked out. “Hey boy, come back to Daddy. Time to wake up. I have a load of cum for you” It took my eyes a moment to adjust, he had removed the tie. “Third time you’ve came to, don’t pass out on me again, that’s it. Look at you, you’re so open. Feel that, my balls are right next to that hole. I’m going to flood you boy. You want Daddy to claim you? Make you his piggy?” I was so disorientated, my ass was being plowed by this man and all I could think was “Yes Daddy, cum in me. I want to be your boy” We kissed, hard. The pain was brutal and as his cock swelled to cum I nearly blacked out again. “Oh no you don’t. Look at Daddy. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” His hand was holding my face and we locked eyes as he continued the assault on my ass, my eyes glanced down and that was the first I’d seen it. A biohazard tattoo, my insides ran cold, at that same moment he started to really slam into me. “SUCH. A. GOOD. FUCKING. BOY. TAKE. DADDYS. TOXIC. SEED. ARGHHH.” He roared. I could feel it, all of it. He worked his cock half way out my hole and began to churn his load inside me, while he took my cock and worked me to another quick and very intense orgasm. I was catching my breath, my ass still being worked on, when I blurted; “You’re poz. You never said. You should have told me” He rammed his cock full force back into me, I screamed as he lowered his face inches from mine, his eyes burning into me. “You never asked me boy, you were too greedy to ask. You knew that Daddy was waiting and that you were here for my pleasure. And I think, by the amount of blood on the sheets you’re probably poz now too, but Daddy will make sure it takes before you leave.” He withdrew from my ass and my legs fell to the bed with a thud, but he quickly worked a but plug into me before I dared to object. “Best get some rest, I’ve meetings from 9am tomorrow. I’m not as gentle, if I’m grumpy.” I looked over at him, taking him all in. Fuck he was hot and those eyes were hypnotising but I pleaded my case, “I should go, I drove earlier, my car is…” but he cut me off, his eyes glinting “Boy it is now 5am, you’ve been here for 7 hours, you can’t drive without rest. And anyway, you’re mine now.”
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I’m not sure where to post “True Stories”, and posting a wall of text response to a thread can get lost in the shuffle. I suppose this would belong in “Where did you get (or give) your last load?” - but it seems like one would need to keep posting to that thread every time they got a new load. 😈 Maybe it should be its own subforum. Enough rambling… Making A Return I just got back from a quick Home Depot run. Masked up, but fully dressed, I had to do a return. When I was done, I went to the restrooms and since the men’s was empty, I went in and occupied a stall. It was only a minute or so before footsteps entered the next stall; turns out this guy was following me to see if he could get a good look. He signaled for understall, which I replied in turn, and then got on all fours on the bathroom stall floor. I quickly hiked up my skirt (I didn’t have panties on) and slid my pussy back for him to access. I heard rustling and then felt him slowly slide in me as he held my wide hips; he had suited up. Glancing back to my hips I saw his wedding band; I love when a married guy can’t pass up my pussy. I wasn’t having any of condom, but I let him ride for a few minutes to make sure I had him where I wanted him. I’m sure a lot of you gurls know the motion - slip forward, quickly slide off the condom, slide back hard and fast before he can react. Now I was on the floor of the Home Depot bathroom taking this stranger’s bare cock. I pulled my sheer white top up and quickly undid my front close black bra, then guided this guy’s big hands from my wide hips to my hanging jiggling tits. When he realized he had real tits in his hands (I love when this happens!), he groped my boobs, then found my very hard nipples and started twisting and pinching and pulling them. Just then more footsteps, and the guy buried in my cunt froze in place. Most of the time guys will quickly jump up on the toilet, pull their legs up, or even leave. The guy who walked in entered the stall on the other side of me to pee, but I couldn’t wait; my pussy felt sooo good with this stranger’s cock filling it under the stall. I started moving my hips to ride as he stayed frozen. I reveled in how slutty I felt on that floor. A soft moan forced its way out of my lips, making its way around the vape that’s always hanging from my lips when I’m somewhere that a cigarette can’t be (and wafting out of my stall as I rode). My guy was still frozen in fear, but my moan attracted the guy in the next stall, who peeked under and got an eyeful of my fat tits and as much of my made up face as he could see with the mask on, plus my hard clit hanging down and swaying in rhythm. Before I knew it, he was holding his phone down below the stall wall, and I was yet again being recoded by a stranger doing understall - another of many recordings I’ll never see until they finally makes their way online one day. Right about then my guy yanked down hard on my nipples and grunted, I felt that familiar spark as his cock pulsed and his head swelled in my cunt; I looked into the other guy’s camera and my eyes rolled as rope after rope of my guy’s unprotected seed flooded my pussy. I looked back and happened to notice his phone propped up against the toilet - he was obviously videoing me as well as he fucked me. So I looked at it and winked as he finished in me. He quickly pulled out, grabbed his phone, pulled up his pants, and he was gone. It’s a shame so many guys feel guilt or remorse after an anon hookup like this - after all, I’m the one whose pussy is now full of your baby juice. I looked back and the other guy was scooping up his phone and leaving. I was recorded from 2 different angles being an understall bareback slut. Again. I quickly plugged my pussy as always, and pulled my bra off. I pulled my sheer top and skirt down to cover myself and exited the restroom, where a few guys watched a gurl walk out of the men’s room. I carried my bra in my hand and walked by them, my hard nipples clearly visible through the tight sheer white tube top. I wondered if the scent of my perfume (Angel, in case you’re curious) masked the other smells as I walked by. Another successful return! 😈💦💦💦 - Di ❤️
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