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I had the house completely to myself, a rarity these days. Literally, no one would be home until the next day. Not needing to worry about any possible interruptions, I decided I was going to have an epic masturbation session. Back when I was single and lived alone, I could watch porn and jerk off for hours at a time.

So after having a little breakfast and coffee, I ventured into the office, powered up my computer and started searching for porn. I had a dual monitor set up. I played porn videos on one screen, and searched pictures, stories, whatever else excited me on the other.

My viewing habits this morning, as tended to happen when I had this opportunity, started off relatively tame. Pretty girls sucking and fucking. Some porn stars, some amateurs. Then some lesbian porn mixed in. As I became a little more excited, I searched for some BDSM, which moved into some femdom searches. Femdom then mixed in some pegging porn.

An hour or so into my JO session, I started looking up some group sex, which morphed into MMF bi sex. Normally this would be two guys nailing a chick and usually one of the guys would suck the other a bit. But every couple of scenes the girl would “convince” one of the guys to try receiving anal for the “first” time. I continued searching through these various categories, watching various people and body parts mash together in ecstasy. Everyone in these various sex scenes were enjoying whatever activity they were engaged in, with the possible exception of some of the BDSM subs.

I was lost in my own little porn world when suddenly I heard my doorbell ring.

“Shit,” I thought to myself. I looked over my shoulder – the office was on the main floor, right off the foyer – and saw a delivery guy standing at the door holding a package.

I was sitting at the office desk naked, but my back was to the door so he wouldn’t be able to really notice that. I would just wait for him to set the package down on the porch and leave. But he rang the doorbell again and announced that a signature was required for the delivery. Oh well, I didn’t need whatever was being delivered that badly. If I just waited, he would leave one of those notes on the door that we missed the delivery and they would try again the next day.

I looked over my shoulder again and sure enough, it seemed that was what he was going to do. But as he moved to stick the note on the door, he also looked through the glass and we locked eyes. Shit again!

“Sir,” he announced, “can you please come sign for this package?”

Busted about actually being home, I figured I would get this out of the way. I bent over in the chair to grab my clothes so I could dress before answering the door when I heard his voice again.

“Don’t!” he commanded. “I can see you watching porn. Answer the door as you are.”

I was stunned, who was this guy to tell me what to do? But I was also horny and had just watched a decent amount of porn where someone played the sub role, so I did as I was told. I stood up, walked out of the office and opened the door with my hard cock bouncing in front of me. As soon as I opened the door, I noticed the phone pointed at me as he snapped a picture. The good looking, fit, young black man then stepped into my house and set the package on the foyer table.

“I have a nude pic of you and a pic of your house and address,” he announced. “Do as I say or these get passed around the internet with a message that you want to serve as many guys as possible. Now, what kind of porn are you watching.”

The video on one screen showed a blonde 20 something getting fucked from behind, pretty normal. The other screen was on a lesbian site, also pretty “normal” for a hetero guy. But he grabbed the mouse and switched around the other tabs on my browser until he found a bi video I had pulled up. One guy was sucking another while a woman encouraged him on. He looked at me and smiled.

“How rude of me to be standing here clothed while you’re naked.” He undressed and stood before me. He definitely went to the gym! His chest wasn’t massive, but well defined. His abs were chiseled from stone. I looked down and his cock was still flaccid, but a decent size.

“Stroke it,” he said. “Make me hard.”

I reached out with an overhand grip and started rubbing his cock. It grew in my hand, which made me excited to be bringing him pleasure. When it stopped growing he was 8 inches long. Thankfully, he wasn’t too thick – nor too slim – and had a nice head. It was very similar to my own cock, just a couple inches longer.

He took a step closer to me and pulled my hand away from his hard cock. He then pressed our members together and kağıthane escort wrapped his hand around them. The undersides of our shafts rubbed against each other. He humped against mine and I did the same. It felt so good! It was a little challenging keeping our shafts “balanced” against each other, so my partner gripped us a little tighter. Our dripping precum was our lube as we ground our cocks together.

“On your knees, cocksucker,” he commanded.

We hadn’t discussed me sucking his cock, but I obeyed any way. I sank to my knees in front of him and grabbed the base of his dick. I pushed it straight up against his stomach, leaned forward and licked his shaft.

He moaned in appreciation and I continued the tongue bath. I licked his entire length up and down. I aimed the cock down a little and circled the head. I licked his pee slit, tasting his pre cum. Finally, I slipped his head between my lips and started sucking my first cock.

“That’s it, cocksucker,” he said, “suck me good.”

I proceeded slowly, this being my first time with a cock in my mouth and all. I started taking little more than his head in my mouth at first and stroked his cock with my hand as past girlfriends had done for me. But the longer I sucked, the less I needed my hand and the more slid in and out of my mouth.

He reached forward and put his hand in my hair. Not in a loving way, but a show of control. He gripped my hair and pulled me forward a little, his cock easing into my throat just a little. It was a reminder that while I was the one giving him pleasure, he’s the one who was in control.

I was enjoying sucking this man’s cock! I loved feeling his veiny shaft pass across my lips and tongue. I loved that he was thrusting himself forward and moaning in lust. I could feel his cock twitch a little in my mouth.

“Damn, you’re doing good, bitch,” he commented. “Too good. Stop. I don’t want to cum yet.”

I did as told and popped his dick out of my mouth. He sat on the edge of my leather couch, leaned back and pulled his legs to his chest.

“Eat my ass, bitch,” he told me. “Pretend it’s your wife’s pussy and lick me til I tell you to stop.”

I actually loved licking ass. I had one ex girlfriend who loved it and just about every time I ate her pussy my tongue spent a generous amount of time on her rosebud, too. My wife thought it was too dirty so wouldn’t normally let me lick her there. But when she was drunk I could normally get away with it. She went crazy when I did and squealed with delight, which made it even more frustrating that she wouldn’t let me do it more often. But I digress.

Without question, I sank to my knees and spread his ass. He appeared and smelled clean to my relief. I flicked my tongue across his hole and he moaned.

“Lick it, bitch.”

I placed the pad of my tongue just below his hole and licked upward slowly. I began lapping at his ass, tasting the musk that made me aware I was licking an ass, not a pussy. The slight musk taste that turned me on.

I ate his ass for a solid 10 minutes, varying techniques. I flicked at his hole with the tip of my tongue. I gave solid, full licks across his hole. I licked all the way up across the hole, over his taint and up his balls. I sucked his ball into my mouth, swirled it around and repeated the process. Finally he told me to stop, that he wanted to repay the favor.

“Bend over the couch, I like to really get in there.”

I was overly excited. I hadn’t had anyone lick my ass in more than a decade. Even drunk, my wife certainly wasn’t going to do it. I rested my forearms on the leather couch cushions to support my upper body and spread my legs on the floor. I waited in anticipation.

I felt strong hands spread my ass cheeks and then warm breath on my hole. I moaned loudly as I felt his warm, wet tongue make contact. He seemed to enjoy eating ass as much as I did. He eagerly devoured my hole. He started poking my hole with the tip of his tongue. I opened up a little and he licked inside the ring of my ass. My hard cock was dripping precum on the carpet below me like a leaky faucet!

He stopped licking me for a second. Where did he go? There he is, tongue working back on my ass. Then he stopped again, but his tongue returned a few seconds later. Then he stopped again, this time a little longer. I waited.

This time, his mouth didn’t return. His hands were still on my cheeks, but it was his shaft that slid across my ass.

“No, no!” I yelled. Panic set in. “You’re not fucking my ass!”

“You’re not the one making that decision,” he replied.

“Shit,” I responded. He was pushing down on escort beşiktaş my ass to keep me in position. He was strong and had leverage in this position. I wasn’t going to be able to get up if I tried. He continued sliding his shaft across my hole, teasing it with his head first.

“At least let me go upstairs and grab a condom first.” I thought this was a reasonable request for both of our sake.

“And risk you not coming back? Or grabbing a weapon? I don’t think so. You and this virgin ass aren’t going anywhere. Relax, I’m clean. Tested last week.” I guess my request wasn’t reasonable to him after all. This, of course, did nothing to alleviate my concerns, but I don’t think I was going to change his mind.

He moved one hand to the small of my back to keep me down. He reached over and grabbed the lube I had been using to jerk off. His cock moved away from my hole and I felt the cool gel hit my crack. He rubbed it into my hole with his middle finger, which pushed inside of me. He worked his meaty finger in and out for a minute before it slid out completely. Then more lube and a second finger. A minute later, more lube and a third. After working these three in to his second knuckle, they slid out and I felt more lube. but no fingers returned.

“You ready?” he asked.

I looked back and saw him applying lube to his dick.

“No,” I replied honestly.

“Listen,” he said matter-of-factly, “I’m going to fuck your ass either way. This is gonna go easier for you if you just accept it. Now, are you ready?”

I thought about this for a moment. Finally I responded, “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“I’m ready for you to fuck my ass.”

“Good,” he said, “and I have that recorded in case you try to say I raped you.”

This guy had thought of everything! Was this not his first time catching someone like this?

Still looking over my shoulder, I watched as he lined the tip of his cock up with my ass hole. He went easy, slowly increasing the pressure so it wouldn’t spear me immediately. His mushroom head spread my hole open just a little and he pulled back. He did this several times and I felt the ridge of his shaft slip into me. I gasped and he held still.

A minute later, he pushed forward a little more and then pulled back past the ridge. He pushed forward again and I moaned as the ridge moved past my ring.

“Fuck!” I yelled as his cock popped inside. I dropped my head and closed my eyes tight as pain seared through my ass. My anal intruder held still a moment as I recovered a bit. He squeezed my cheeks and pushed forward again. I breathed deeply this time, but it was now more uncomfortable than true pain.

A minute later and he was about half way inside of me. He retreated and pushed forward three more times before he was fully inside of me. He ground his hips around in a circle and I began to enjoy the sensation.

He pulled out of me completely and pushed his entire length back inside. I moaned loudly as his cock slid past my prostate.

“You like me fucking you now?”

“Fuck yes,” I answered. “I love it.”

“Oh how quickly you sluts always change your tune. Still want to go get a condom?” he asked mockingly. “I’ll give you one chance now, I’m pretty sure you’ll come back to get this cock stuffed back in your ass. You’re married, I understand.”

My mind was screaming at me to go. He was right, I was definitely gonna let him keep fucking me, but I should run up for a condom. Ok, go. His cock kept sliding into me. Ok, I should go now. In and out his bare cock slid. Ok, now. But fuck he felt so fucking good. Shit, ok, I’ll go get it now. But what if it doesn’t feel as good? My wife says she hates condoms. We’re gonna stop using them as soon as I get my vasectomy. I want this to feel this fucking good!

“No, keep going.” I moaned deeply, turned on by my own depravity.

He laughed knowingly.

“You like feeling my bare cock in your ass, don’t you? You want me to fuck you raw? Cum in your ass?”

“Yes, fuck me bare.”

He pulled out and told me to lay on the couch. I flipped onto my back and eagerly spread my legs open. He lifted them a little and waited. I reached out, grabbed his dick and lined it up to my hole like my wife would do if we were fucking. He pushed back into my ass and my cock twitched as he entered me.

I tilted my head a little so I could watch him fuck me. He pulled his hips back and then thrust forward. His cock pulled against my hole as he slid out and then pushed back in. My own rock hard cock was staring straight at me. It wiggled as my ass was assaulted.

The man fucking me lifted one leg and rested escort maslak it on his shoulder. He then repeated the action with my other leg. My ass was hanging off of the couch a little. He scooted forward a little on his knees and somehow, I didn’t think it was possible, entered me a little deeper.

“Oh fuck, yes.”

“Yeah, bitch, take it. Take it all!”

He had his strong hands on the front of thighs and was able to pull himself into me with each thrust. The delivery man fucked my ass with no abandon. He didn’t care if I felt pleasure or pain at this point. Thankfully for me, my ass was well spread by this point and all I felt was pleasure.

I couldn’t believe this man’s stamina. He fucked me hard and deep. Each stroke he fucked me with the full length of his long cock. I was moaning like a proper whore getting screwed like I never knew I needed.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! filled the room as he bottomed out in me every time, hips smacking against my ass.

“Ooooooooohhh, gooooodddddd. Oooooohhhhhh, yeeeeeesssssss. Fuuuuuuuucccckk yeeeesssssss.”

Pre-cum was still drooling out of my tip, pooling on my stomach. Then he pulled out of me and dropped my legs.

“I want you on top. Reverse cowgirl. Now.”

I was sure the use of “girl” and not “boy” was intentional.

I got off the couch. He sat down and leaned against the back cushion. I put a knee on the couch and moved the other one over his body, straddling him. Facing into the room I reached behind me instinctively and grabbed his cock. I aimed him back at my gaping hole and sat back on his rod.

“Bounce on me, bitch. Last position. Fuck the cum out of me.”

I pushed down along his cock, feeling every vein pass across my anal ring. I pulled back up just as slowly feeling the same sensations in reverse. The next pass was a little faster. Then faster. Then faster, until I was bouncing about as fast as I could, inexperienced on this end of the position and all.

The delivery man grabbed my hips, then caressed my ass. Occasionally he would reach up and rub and pinch my nipples. He also spanked my ass a few times.

“Yeeeeeaaaahhh, that’s it. Fuck my cock with your whore ass. Such a good little bitch you are!”

My cock flopped around wildly while we fucked like this. Unexpectedly, that felt really good! Up and down it flopped around. I would smack against my stomach and then almost smack against the couch cushion or his leg. It swung around in circles. I didn’t know why, but my cock flapping, in conjunction with his cock spearing my prostate, felt incredible.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,” I grunted over and over again.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,” I felt an orgasm building deep inside of me. How was this possible? I wasn’t even touching my cock!”

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.” My cock kept bouncing all around. Flop, flop, flop.

However this was possible, I was determined it was how I was going to cum. Hands free, cock bouncing in the wind. My partner must have sensed I was nearing an orgasm as he gripped my hips tighter and started thrusting up into me, too.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.” My cock was flapping around furiously. Fuck, I wanted this orgasm more than any orgasm I’ve had in my life!

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.” So close!

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uuuuuhhhhhh! Fuuuucccckkk, I’m cumming!” I screamed.

Cum flew from my cock. The first spurt was on a down stroke and it flew across the room and slaashed hard against the floor. The second shot flew into the air as my cock flapped back up at me, causing a little to land on my chest.

“Yeah, bitch! Cum! I’m almost there, too. Make me cum. Make me cum up your ass!”

“Uh, uh, uh, uh,” as cum continued to fly. My body was shaking from the orgasm.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I heard from behind me. “Here I cum, bitch. Take it you whore!”

I felt his cock contract inside of me.

“Oh yeaaaaaahhhhh!”

He pulled my down hard on his cock and held me there, completely impaled. I felt a load splash inside my bowels. Then another. And another. And another. We remained there while he emptied himself inside of me and the last of my load dripped from my cock. Finally I lifted off of his softened cock.

“I want you to fuck your wife tonight,” he told me. “I want you to fuck your wife and think about how much better your orgasm felt with my cock in your ass. Oh, and I want you to have her rub your asshole while you fuck her. Make her wonder why your ass is so loose and so wet. Bye, bitch. You were a hell of a fuck!”

With that, he was dressed and gone, and I was left to clean up the cum I sprayed over the room. I could feel some of his cum drip from my ass and down my leg. But I was determined to keep the rest of it inside of me as long as I could. I wondered if my wife would ask why I was so wet back there later, or if she would simply question it in her own head?

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