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"Fuck Me. Next Door."
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—February, 2024 It was Saturday, the day after my three hours with GaryM. Good sex, as I’ve mentioned before, can either totally satiate me or leave me wanting more. This Saturday, I wanted more. I knew it would be totally different than how we’d played (and that was a positive.) I took off to the bookstore nearest my home, right after lunch… The parking lot is not as full as I expected; maybe seven cars. I break tradition and head into the gay cinema first. I sit in the cocksucker’s chair and haul out my hardening dick. There is one older man here. He looks only at me, ignoring the hot men on the screen. He even does that ‘I’ll-lick- my-lips-to-show-you-I’m-a-cocksucker’ thing. I nod to him, and then decide to let him. Instantly, I regret my decision. The guy is all teeth. I gently tell him to remember to cover them, but either he can’t or won’t. I stop his assault on my cock head in less than three minutes. I leave for the straight theatre. I sit alone here, except for the man who is here every Saturday. This is an older white man who strokes his condomed covered cock, while wearing a latex glove. And if he’s not doing that, he naps, with his head lolling and breathing so deeply, he is on the edge of snoring. He is currently awake and jerking. I ignore him and watch the video. In moments the door opens. It is a Black man, somewhere between 25 and 35. He is handsome and lean. Long dreadlocks are tied up, high on his head. He watches me for a moment then comes over. He reaches for my cock, hefts it and says “Fuck me. Next door.” He leaves. I push my cock back in my pants and go after him. I find him in the dark corner behind the door his jeans pulled down around his ankles. He has no interest in sucking me—he just wants me in his ass. And it is a beautiful, plump bubble butt. I sink to my knees, surprising him, and eat out his shaved hole. He groans and jerks his sizable cock. “I need your cock in me!” he whispers. I force myself to stop eating his hot, juicy ass and stand up. I slide in. He is hot and wet and likes to fuck back on each stroke. He is bent over now, one hand on the wall supporting himself and the other is working his dick. I can sense he won’t last long and he doesn’t. He groans out his pleasure—loud in the tiny space. His cum is wasted all over the floor. But as he pulls off me, I manage to wipe a finger across his dick head. He is surprised once again when I suck that finger clean. He asks if I have anything to clean up with—and I offer him the paper towel in my pocket. He is gone as soon as there is no trace of my precum on his ass crack… * I am back in the straight theatre. The latexed guy is now asleep. Kieran, the married bear who loves to suck my dick comes in. It’s been a bit since he was in the playroom. I spread my legs and let him treat my cock to his expert oral skills. He spits and sucks and licks until he has to take a break from his bad knees. He sits in the chair just in front of me. Another man arrives. He is white, also a bear, but half our age. He comes right up to me. “May I?” I nod. He takes off his glasses and tucks them in a pocket. He gives me head every bit as good as Kieran’s. Kieran watches the man suck me, groping himself. Soon he gets back on the floor. They play well together. All three of us are really liking how the two are taking turns on my cock. Then it’s one on my balls and one on the shaft. They reverse, leaving me coated in spit, that the other cleans up. They only stop when the hard floor gets to be too much for both of them. Kieran goes next door. The bespectacled man sits near me, hoping for more. I stroke my very wet cock. The bespectacled young man gropes himself. The latexed man snores lightly. The Latin Top, who I know from playing in the Grand Rapids group, comes in. (This is the same shaved head top who allowed me to eat his ass until I shot the last time me met here.) He is likely mid-thirties to just forty. He sits next to me and pulls out his thick uncut cock. I am ready to suck some myself, but Latin Top beats me to it, going to the floor and sucking my dick. This really arouses the interest of Bespectacled Sucker. He stands up and walks over. He goes to his knees. Latin Top pulls off me, stands up and feeds the man his cock. I stand up two. Now two dominant men are demanding attention. Bespectacled Sucker is in heaven. He goes back and forth on us. I cup Latin Top’s ass with my hand and massage it as we both get blown. And then I blow it. I push too deep into his throat. He gags—and actually spits up the deep throat saliva we have made him produce. He apologizes profusely. As do I. Latin Top smirks and leaves the room. Bespectacled Sucker mops up his face and some of the spittle on the floor. I am thankful it was nothing deeper from his stomach… * I find Latin Top getting blown by Kieran in the gay theatre. Kieran is sitting on a chair. Latin Top has shoved his pants down around his knees. I see it as an invitation to rim his ass while he gets sucked. I go to my knees. Latin Top bends slightly, still in Kieran’s mouth, but giving me better access. I get his hairy hole good and wet. I stop when Latin Top straightens up. I stand next to him, thinking Kieran will do both of us, but he is so intent on getting LT off, he pays no attention to me. LT grabs my hand and places it on his wet ass crack. My finger instinctively works into his hole. He groans and grabs Kieran’s ears. He fucks his face as I finger fuck him. I move around, thinking I would eat him out some more. LT grabs my dick and guides it towards his hole. (He had told me at the GR group he gets fucked, but never by guys my size.) I press forward, but the angle is wrong. My drooling cock keeps sliding across his tight pucker, not fully into it. But that’s all he needs. In moments he is giving Kieran what must be huge load. His whole body shakes. I hold onto him, grinding my hard cock against his full, young ass as he continues to spew his cum into Kieran’s mouth… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Fuck Me. Next Door." March 6, 2024 -
"Stand Up and Fuck My Face!"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—January, 2024 I woke up on New Year’s Day, after the marathon of sucking at the bookstore the day before, with a raging hardon. I hadn’t shot myself while working so hard to get off the guy who reminded me of Robert Mitchum. The moment I poured boiling water over my tea bag, I knew I was going back. I guessed the place would have low attendance, but it would just take one mouth or ass to do the job… I arrive right after lunch. There are actually a few cars in the lot—but it is certainly sparse. I go in and pay. The straight theatre has one man in it. I sit in the back row. The guy ahead of me keeps trying to watch the movie, but seems to be nodding off—and then, when his head lolls forward in sleep, will sit up with a start and concentrate on the movie again. I stroke a little. Then I hear through the grate in the adjoining wall a chair scrape next door. I do myself up and go over to the gay theatre. In the far corner, seated, is Cute College Kid. His pants are around his ankles and he is jerking himself like crazy. I love the smile on his face as he sees me. I sit in the cocksucker’s seat, right next to him. In moment’s he is on his knees between my splayed legs and giving me some really good head. He stops jerking his own dick to concentrate on me. He makes sure to give equal time to my balls. He leaves both cock and testicles totally wet. As he stands up, I tell him how hot it was to finally eat his ass and fuck him. Cute College Kid nods, and then adds, apologetically, “I didn’t clean out today. I didn’t think anyone would be here…” “Damn,” I think, and lean forward, taking his cock in my mouth. He begins to happily fuck my face. His cock is small enough that it barely starts down my throat. We are both in a very happy place. The door opens. I can’t see who it is at first, as there is a torso in my way. CCK pulls out of my mouth with the new arrival and sits down. It’s a white guy around my age, likely 10 years younger. He is short and spare, rather elfin in his sprightly gait. I recognize him as the man who loves to choke on my dick. Without even a hello he goes to his knees and begins to suck me. This turns CCK on. He jerks watching the guy suck me. CCK stands up. He brings his cock over to me. I lean over and take him in my mouth as the man on the floor chokes on my cock. The sound fills the small room. He comes up for air. I am sure my cock is covered in deep throat slime, but I can’t see it with the dick in my face. The Choker gasps for breath and then goes back down on me. CCK is drooling into my mouth. He finally pulls out, so as not to cum too fast. The Choker chokes on me again and pulls off my incredibly hard cock. This time we all see the pearly string of deep throat spittle on my dick and arcing up to his open mouth. He cleans them up. CCK begins jerking again. “You should feel his mouth…” I tell CCK. The Choker is on him in an instant. Within 15 seconds it’s all over for CCK—he is firing his load down the throat of the Choker. A load I was rather hoping for… CCK cleans up and takes off. “Stand up and fuck my face.” He stands for a moment and drops his pants. He’s wearing no underwear. He wads his trousers under his knees as he kneels again. I grab the back of his head and insert my cock in his ovaled mouth. I fuck, slowly at first, building speed until I am fucking deep into him on every stroke. He chokes—and I know to back off. The strings of spittle connect my cock and his mouth like a slimy suspension bridge. I wrap the strand around my dick and make him clean them off. “Against the wall,” he mutters. Please.” The Choker moves so he is kneeling against the outer wall of the theatre. I know I can pummel his face even harder. So I do. He seems to love the back of his head being fucked into the cinder block. We pause. “You got piss?” I had forgotten for a moment that he may be the only man who has drunk my piss in this space. I step back and guzzle down the contents of my water bottle. I stick my dick into his mouth and go for round two of his head banging into the concrete. He chokes. This time I smear all the spittle on his face. This makes him fist his cock rapidly. We throat fuck against the wall one more time. I leave him breathless I want to sit down. He crawls over to me. After the standing throat fuck, this feels good, but isn’t nearly as rewarding for either of us. I let him do two rounds this way—and even let him take a couple minutes of just watching the video so his breathing can return to normal. “Back against the wall,” I bark. He is there and ready as fast as he can move. I throat fuck him hard. I notice he stops touching himself as I fuck into him. Once more he chokes. The spittle is smeared on his face once more. “Open up!” He does. I go deep into him. My cock begins to spew piss. First a small stream—then a torrent. The Chocker is doing his best to get every drop. And succeeding. He jerks himself in a frenzy as he does swallows my entire load of not very clear piss. The moment I run dry, I begin a hard, head thumping face fuck. The Choker gasps and I keep going. His cock erupts. In two more strokes, I join him, shooting my seed so deep down his throat he can’t even taste it… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Stand Up and Fuck My Face!" January 17, 2024 -
I'd been checking out BBRT, craigslist and haunting the dogs saunas of Sydney for quite a while. I loved the edginess of raw sex but always freaked out after getting drunk and making a small mistake. Nothing major just letting a random guy pop his knob in and out my hole a few times before slipping on a condom. It always still freaked me out. One night while visiting Sydney I got pretty drunk and hopped on BBRT, started chatting with the hot older guy ( I was 24, generally played safe, in shape from the gym, tall but slim and 7.5 cut). He was was so hot. Muscular, hung few nice tatts and poz. Normally I would have stopped at the fantasizing stage but I guess id had a few too many vodkas. I always fantasized about being used hard and raped just like the stories I read on breeding zone and nifty. I agreed to meet him at one of the seedier places (Sydney Sauna(. It had a reputation for older guys who liked it rough. Getting there I stripped out of my clothes and started to walk the corridors. It was a busy Friday night, with a loth of guys i normally wouldn't consider. I like older guys but some of these were too old not to mention out of shape. I decided to have sauna and wait for my guy to arrive. I was still bussing from the alcohol, id one through half a bottle of vodka before coming and had a fresh bottle of amyl tucked into my jock strap. The sauna was empty but the heat was nice, I enjoyed just relaxing back while the room gently spun. My cock was hard, it had a tendency to stay perpetually aroused in these paces, and I couldn't help but start playing with it. An old guy appeared out of the steam, out of shape and not my type but he got down and started sucking. He was good and started fingering me. Not what I was after but at that age who knocks back a blowie. Before too long the heat started getting to me, and i didn't what to blow that way. I tended to lose my horniness once I came and wanted to see how far I could go tonight. While I was neg and really always played safe the idea of finally getting with a known poz guy had me dripping. It was like the next stage of adventure, of risk, of kinkiness. I just wanted to experience what it was like for someone to take control of my body and use me, hurt me, leave me bred, bleeding and converted. Actually I didn't want to convert. I figured I can always get PEP the next day that just really wasn't in my mind at the time. I still figured I could blow him maybe let him tease my hole a bit, beside most of the guys round are undetectable and unlikely to pass it on. As I walked back past the front desk I saw him come in and followed him to the locker room. Tall and muscled, not bodybuilder like and definitely not in his prime. His cheeks were a bit sunken but he looked fit and sexy as hell. He stripped down an stowed his clothes in his locker. I caught a brief glimpse of his cock, it looked bigger than the pics online suggested, and just above his pubic hair a biohazard tattoo. My cock gave an involuntary pulse. He looked up and stared straight at me. He smiled and I shivered. Was I ready for this?
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I’m finally heading into the ABS… when I pulled into the lot, they weren’t open yet, but there were already guys in the parking lot. So I figured what the hell, let’s see if I can entice one of them to play early… I walked slowly around to the back of my SUV (hopefully everyone here knows by now that I keep the rear seats down to have a permanent bed back there). I lifted my top, unhooked my bra (I love front close strapless bras!), and let the 3 guys parked at that time watch as my fat tits spilled out. I motioned in their direction for them to come over, and crawled in back. First one came around the back of my car, and then a second. Suddenly I was sitting on the edge of the car, with two guys’ cocks in my hands, going back and forth with my mouth. A few deep throats and they got the idea what I wanted. The first guy grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me, while I jerked the other guy off. He was just long enough to tap the back of my throat, so I let the gag reflex that I usually control go… every thrust made me gag, and made me stroke the other guy harder. I ran my nails over my throat fucker’s balls, and he tensed and forced his cock as far back in my throat as he could and unloaded. I savored having my gag reflex triggered for so long as his baby juice was forced down my throat. My eyes were already tearing, but the second guy wasted no time. He grabbed the sides of my head and pushed his cock between my lips as I drooled from the heavy gagging I just got. His cock was slightly shorter, but thicker, and I heard myself moaning as my eyes rolled with his thrusts in my mouth. He couldn’t force a gag quite as well as the first guy… at first. But he slowly pushed me back as he fucked my mouth, sliding over my cupped tongue that caught his cock hole with each thrust. He looked into my teary bloodshot eyes, and as I realized I was pinned down now with his chub legs straddling my face, he forced his thick cock into my mouth. Being on top let him force it deeper with his weight. And he did. HARD. You know how it feels in that moment when you realize a guy is just seeing you as a fuck hole? Not even a person… just a sex toy to cum in… his personal Fleshlight… his onahole… his cocksleeve… He gagged me harder as he pounded down from on top of me, through my lips and into my throat. His chub belly fell on my face with each stroke, making it harder to breathe. He stopped holding my head and put his hands on my neck as he used me… For just a moment my eyes regained enough focus to look him in his eyes, which was enough for him to tighten his grip on my neck. I love when a guy grabs my neck and you see the flicker in his eyes as he tightens his grip. My eyes rolled back as a huge orgasm washed over me. I was in heaven. He tightened one hand on my throat and put the other over my big Italian nose as he continued pushing his thickness deep in my throat. His cock pulsed as he dumped all his seed down into my belly, and only let me up for air when he was done. By then another orgasm had wracked my body. After he pulled out, I sat up and drooled uncontrollably onto my fat tits. I started playing with them, and pushed them together… which guy #1 saw as an invitation. He was hard again, and wasted no time, pushing his cock between my jiggly titties. My drool ran down between them, giving his hard cock a slick wet valley as I wrapped them around it. It didn’t take long for my fat tits to milk his second load from his cock; he pushed forward and I spread my tits just enough for me to open my mouth and have him shoot at my face. One squirt landed in my mouth; the rest plastered my face, ruining my remaining makeup. In about 15 minutes, I had coaxed three loads from two strangers. My reward was now all over my face, making my mascara run right down my cheeks. When they got in their cars to head back home to their wives, the third guy walked over and climbed in back with me, rather than standing at the edge. He was black, bigger, and clearly stronger than the other two - and so was his cock. He forced me onto my back and plunged his big black cock right into my bare cunt. My udders jiggled with each hard stroke; he grabbed my nipples and twisted them hard to augment the exquisite agony of his big bare dick in my tight fuckhole. This guy just used me as hard as he wanted to for almost 15 minutes, pushing me through 3 orgasms that I shot up onto my belly and dripping tits. I love being used; I was in heaven again. I begged him for his black seed over and over. The bookstore opened and a few guys went in. One must have noticed the motion and walked over, looking through the window. He watched the last few minutes of this BBC abusing his fat white tranny slut, hand in his shorts. My BBC finally tensed up, and without saying a word, forced his big black cock as deep as he could. I felt his balls pulse as he unloaded rope after rope of his black baby seed in my unprotected pussy. I opened the back of my SUV with the remote, and he was gone. Not one word the entire time. As soon as he got out of the way, the guy who was watching slipped around back. He pulled his cute little white dick out just in time to shoot his load on my big bare legs, and he took off. I slipped my plug into my cunt to keep my first load of the day, from my BBC (ab)user, inside. I looked nice when I got here; now my makeup is destroyed from two guys face fucking me and blasting my face, my nipples are making wet spots in my top, I’ve already plugged one stranger’s bare seed in my pussy, and I’ve got the last guy’s cum all over my legs. I look like a total slut. And I feel amazing! And now it’s time to go inside and try to get what I came here for in the first place. I walk in. The cute girl at the counter looks at me and grins; then points back to the curtain separating the store from the booths area. As usual, she’s waiving the fee for me. I love being a slut.
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Who's into hard BDSM with safe words, rough fucking, restraint, face fucking, etc? I'm trying to find hookups. If it's looking hot I could travel. Message me.
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Bitch keeps begging for more hiv infected big black cocks, don't make love to this bitch use it with the homies than toss it out naked.
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I have been with the same master for almost a year doing my anal training. We meet in a motel for a long weekend once a month. We have a DOM chastity sub contract that is almost over. The contract stated that to earn my release I must complete each stage of my anal training and at the end of 12mo I would be taking his arm to the elbow. With 2mo left I am close but it just isn't going to happen..... so on to my question. My master use to fuck me several times every weekend and sometimes he would invite other guys to fuck me too. The last 2 months tho he hasn't fucked me at all. When I finally confronted him he told me that he loves using my hole but that it just doesn't get him off anymore. When I asked him if he wanted to renew our contract he said the only way he would is if I would let him train me to be throat fucked this next month. I have given a grand total of 3 bj's my entire life. I am pretty worried about being throat fucked as he can be a very sadistic DOM. I really want to continue my anal training but I want to know how bad it really is to be throat fucked... any tips? advice? we meet next week so I don't have too much time to prepare. thanks in advance,,,
