Hold the cum in

[whthole4u]

This continues some of my experience with the top I met in "Marked as His".

Marked as His – Epilogue – Part 1 – Hold the Cum in

The Saturday night I first met him was the start of a relationship in which I came to fully accept and embrace my interest in men, as well learn a great deal about many aspects of sex I was unfamiliar with. First, a little more about our times together, including holding his cum in my ass, cuffs and stuff, and then a story of one Sunday afternoon when he had me provide the half-time entertainment during a football game for his friends that still makes me wimper as I was the grand finale" when he became a fuck beast and his horse dick buddy went all out on my ass.

We did not ‘date’, did not go out to the movies or dinner, and he never came to my house, but I saw him almost every night for several months when our work schedules allowed as he would call me when he got off work and tell me he wanted some pussy, or would just say “Come on, you ready?” Some nights he met me at the door naked and hard and would just bend me over and fuck me as soon as the door shut until he shot his nutt in my ass. Other nights he would take me slow and take his time on the bed using lube. His bed was really high, so was the perfect level to bend over for him to get a straight shot or me on my back. He always had the poppers handy as that seemed to help me open up for him better and his favorite way of fucking ended up having me bent over in front of him with his hands grabbing my shoulders and pulling me into him as he slam fucked. He could stay hard for hours and shoot multiple loads, so whenever I was at his house I had cum dripping out my ass pretty much all the time as he always want one nutt right away and then sometimes two or three more throughout the evening. I never quite new what to expect, beyond knowing that I was going to get fucked and he was going to be verbal and nasty, and while it almost always hurt at first, every day I craved and needed him inside me more and more.

In between rounds of sex we only talked about simple things and he made it clear he was not interested in talking about his past. I assumed from all the secretness and such that he lived a ‘straight’ life and maybe had been married, especially since he always had straight porn playing. He told me a number of times that there better not be any other dick up my ass besides his unless he told me otherwise, which I did not quite know what he meant but the second, why would he tell me to fuck with someone else? I just said, “Yes Sir” and knew all I wanted was his. One time he added almost as an afterthought, “I fuck any pussy I want, but right now, my dick likes making yours mine.” That was as warm and fuzzy as he got verbally, but falling asleep in his arms with his dick buried inside me and feeling his cum burn my guts was all the assurance I wanted or needed. Even better was being woken up in the middle of the night with his arm around my neck, his hand sliding over my mouth, and him whispering in my ear, “Shhhh, let me in, shhhhh” as his dick pushed into my ass for another round.

- Hold the cum in –

He always had some new way to surprise and shock my still naïve sexual sensibilities. The second night I stayed was a Sunday and when I got up to go home he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight by the door and whispered, “Let me have it again.” I just nodded, pulled my shorts down and bent forward and put my hands against the door. He spit on my ass and started fucking, telling me how he could feel his cum from last night up there and how much he liked that. He shot pretty quickly and then turned me to look into his eyes.

“I want that cum still in that pussy when you come back tonight.” I didn’t know what to say. Had never heard of such a thing, was it even possible? So I just nodded, pulled my shorts up and left. I was careful when I showered to keep my ass clenched and then spent all day at work worried that my co-workers could smell it, or smell him on me, or what if some leaked out? I finally couldn’t hold it any longer and had to go. When I saw him that night the first thing he asked was if I still had his cum. When I told him no and started to apologize I could see little disappointment in his eyes and he did not say a word, but then fucked me. That became a fairly regular routine where he would stop me by the door, give me another load, and tell me, “I want that cum still in that pussy when you come back tonight.”

It was a couple times later when I did come back with it still in. His eyes almost glowed and he got an evil grin on his face when I nodded and said, “Yes Sir, I still have your cum” when he asked.

I then gasped as he tried to literally rip my shorts off as he pushed me onto the tiled floor of the entryway. He had been aggressive and rough before, but nothing like this. He was like a total beast, grunting as he got me down and worked his own clothes off and pulled his straining dick it. I was afraid and confused as I was not quite sure if he was upset with me or what, but I figured his hard dick was a good sign.

Hold the Cum In Turns into- Racial Rape Play and Misc Fun -

That was the first time we did racial rape play. Once I was laying flat he sort of squatted over my back, reached around and shoved his left hand into my mouth. He then almost growled “Fucking white bitch, I’m gonna rape that pussy with this “N-” dick.” He took his hand out of my mouth, grabbed my t-shirt that he had ripped off and shoved it my mouth instead. I tried to wiggle a little and he slapped my ass with a full arm swing. “Fucking bitch” – then he dropped down on me and went balls deep. As he did he pushed my head down to the floor and I tried to make noise but with the t-shirt in my mouth could do nothing but grunt. With every thrust he told me he was raping my white pussy, giving me his “N-” cum and how he could feel his cum up there making it easy for him to go deep and rip my second hole. Just as I thought he was going to cum, he stopped, yanked out, and pushed me into the bathroom, bent me over the vanity and sink, and slid back up my ass. The verbal and dick assault continued. He moved his hands from my shoulders to my hips and grabbed a handful of flesh in each hand, squeezed hard and started grunting as he dicked me faster and faster and in about 10 strokes he shot. He literally screamed out when cummed and his whole body shivered. We stood like that for a while and then his cock slid out and he pushed me into the tub.

“Kneel.” I did and soon felt him start pissing on me. This was the first time we had done water sports and he did not tell me to drink it or what, but I opened my mouth and took what I could. When he finished he told me to clean up and he walked out.

Every time I would come over and tell him I still had his cum it was like that. He would get even more intense and very racially verbal and then piss on me in the tub.

There were lots of things likes water sports he liked. He enjoyed pissing in my ass sometimes and then fucking me. Sometimes he would hand cuff my hands around the bed post and fuck me bent over as I tried to stand/keep my balance using the post as a shoulder rest.

One night he got out strawberries and whipped cream and shoved the strawberry up my ass and then ate it out. Holy FUCK! I had had my ass licked before, but nothing like that. My cock was dripping and I was begging him to fuck me. He then put the whip cream on his balls and I spent a long while licking and sucking his nuts.

He was never really much into oral sex, which was fine with me. He would have me suck him occasionally, but it always progressed quickly to fucking.

Stay tuned for more with this top where I ended up being the half-time show and the grand final was a splitter for sure.

[MAIKOL20]

Wow how hot, he sure marked and used you as HIS. What a thrill to be HIS bottom. You are such a good bitch too begging HIM to fuck you and carrying his seed for HIS use next breed next day, wow!

[BrotherDeposit]

So far so good but why the need for the "n" word? Why do black dudes call each other the "n" word? Is it a form of endearment? If a white dude called a blk dude that, he would have his teeth missing! I don't understand the purpose. If blk dudes are offended when someone else call him that, why use the word at all?

[Hotload84]

So far so good but why the need for the "n" word? Why do black dudes call each other the "n" word? Is it a form of endearment? If a white dude called a blk dude that, he would have his teeth missing! I don't understand the purpose. If blk dudes are offended when someone else call him that, why use the word at all?

I've never quite understood the use of the 'N' word either, BrotherDeposit, but having read several explanations, I try to ignore it, chalking it up there with other inscrutables, like the notion of sex with women, and if the use is too intrusive, just move on to the next story.