My quasi-boyfriend/breeder texted me the other day and said he'd been
saving himself for a multiple-load session with me. I had to work
Saturday, but I decided to go for it on Friday night and risk leaking
cum during the day at work, which for me meant the possibility of having
a wet stain in front of some horny teenage football players who are
more savvy than you would believe.
So there I was on my knees after midnight Friday, sucking away at the
beautiful black boner I call mine. Rob's cock is 8 inches long, thick,
wide-brimmed, fat in the middle, and black. His pubes are thick and
curly, and I've been practicing my deep-throat skills so I was getting a
lot of that brillo up my nostrils. Suddenly he cupped his hands behind
my head and started pumping my throat. Rough. I was gagging. He'd back
off slightly to let me gulp some air. Then he'd shove it back in. My
eyes were watering, and I realized what he was aiming to do.
Sure enough, his first load of the night came squirting out, inside my
mouth, and he shoved the head of his throbbing boner against my uvula,
that punching bag of flesh hanging down over the top of my throat, and
made me gulp down his seed whole. I never even tasted it.
Without skipping a beat, he had me assume the position over his bed, my
body bent in half at the hips with my cheeks upturned for our mutual
favorite position of doggie. He slipped his cock in my crack and
squeezed out a few more drops of load No. 1 into my slit, then rubbed
his cock head up down and got it nice and wet with his sperm. Then he
asked if I was ready, I said "fuck me," and he went at it like an
animal. Jesus fucking christ, I didn't expect that right away! He hadn't
even eaten me out this time, so my hole was super tight and his cock --
still fat from the throat fuck -- hurt like fucking hell. But I had
nowhere to run, my knees locked up against the side of the bed, and in a
few minutes my hole had gotten ripped out enough to ease the pain.
His second load came a lot quicker than I thought it would, and I only
knew it was in me when he actually let me know this time. He had told me
on the phone he was saving his load all week for me, so I figured out
this was what we had in store for a few hours: Him fucking my throat and
ass, and me taking whatever he dished out.
We took a break after the first anal cum but I was soon sucking his
cock and getting it slicked up better for round 3. This time he took his
time, spending about 45 minutes fucking me before he gave me a third
dose of his cum. I could feel this one leaking out of my shitter as he
continued humping, no timeout, and in another hour -- YES, an hour more
of plunging in and out of my hole -- he finally gave me a fourth and
final fillup.
My pussy was wrecked, we were both soaked with sweat, and when I got up
to go to the bathroom, I could feel a cool wet line of our combined
juices running down the back of my leg. I hopped in the shower and then
headed home, since I had only a few hours to catch some sleep before I
had to be at work. I had to cover a football game in the morning, and of
course I got to the stadium forgetting I should've probably done
something to prevent -- or soak up -- any leakage. Thank god I stayed
dry the whole time, but damn, it might've been superhot to be standing
in front of some horny teenage manboys with a wet stain on my back
door. Wonder if any boys would've given me the all-knowing smirk of
approval. ;-)
5 weeks ago
