Boone The Early YearsChapter 07
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This is a continuation of One Chance, Part 1.
Seeing a man's face covered in my cum was something I thought I'd never see. But here was this gorgeous man, on his knees, staring straight up at me, wiping cum off his face and eagerly sucking it into his mouth. He grabbed my dick, now half hard after having shot an enormous load, and squeezed and sucked it to get any remaining cum he could. He seemed disappointed that he had no more cum to bathe in. Without saying a word, I placed my hand on his chin and motioned for him to stand. Face to face with him, I pressed my body onto his, put my hands around his waist and kissed him. I had never kissed a man, but the passion of the moment made me want to passionately make out. We kissed gently at first. Our tongues merely fumbling with each other, feeling the hot water moving down our lips. I ran my hands down the side his body, my right hand venturing off to feel his toned ass. I moves my fingers across his ass, tracing the outline of his crack with my fingers. His hands were working both our cocks. Gently massaging my dick, feeling it in every which way, squeezing it, stroking it. This man just enjoyed the feeling of my cock in his hand.
Our kissing began to speed up. He suctioned my tongue into his mouth and sucked on it like it was his pacifier. I relaxed my mouth and let him have his way with my tongue. My dick was beginning to harden again, and I could tell his was rock solid from the poking on my abdomen. He finally let go of my tongue and our tongues met between our mouths. We just ran our tongues across each other, licking each others tongues without kissing. Until I moved in and kissed him violently. My tongue attacked his mouth, I couldn't take it anymore. This man's loving was too good. I squeezed his ass as I continued to work his mouth. He stroked my cock faster, while running his hand through my hair. I had to have more of him. I left his mouth and sucked on his lip, biting it gently. I moved down to his neck. Slobering and licking my way down the side of his neck. My attention turned to his chest where I flicked my tongue across his nipples, all the while massaging his ass with my hands. He continued running his hand through my hair while placing the other on my arm. I moved from flicking to sucking on his nipples. His nipples were very hard, almost like little clits. I took turns sucking one nipple while playing with the other with my opposite hand. At this point I used my free hand to feel his cock. I ran my hand along it, familiarizing my hand with his beautiful cock. It had to be between 6 and seven inches, not longer than mine but definitely thicker. I moved my hand to his saggy balls. His balls hung far enough that I could swat at them. They were completely shaved. I ran them through my hands. While I got to know his cock and balls, I continued sucking on his nipples like a baby. But I knew where I wanted to end up, so I started working my way down...
I moved my lips down his stomach, stopping to admire his cut abs. I traced the
outline of his abs with my tongue. I worshipped his stomach as I kissed every
inch of his abs I could. By now I was on my knees in front of him. His dick was
poking my throat and chin as I paid my dues to his abs. Finally I separated my
self from his stomach, I could have been there all day, and made my way to his
thick dick. I grabbed his dick at the base and pulled up to get all his
foreskin. My mouth sucked on his skin as I squeezed and softly stroked his
shaft, my free hand feeling his abs. I let go of his skin and pulled it all the
way back to reveal a fat head waiting to be sucked. I licked his head, tasting
his precum, before sucking on it. I didn't realize how big his head was until it
was in my mouth. I barely had room to open my mouth further. I would have to
guess it was around 2.5 inches in DIAMETER. This guy had a fat dick. I eagerly
sucked on while holding all his skin back. He was moaning and making all sorts
of sound now. I dont know how long we had been in the stall but it was STEAMING
in there. I moved his dick, as much as I could, around inside my mouth. Making
him feel every inch of my mouth while constantly keeping it company with my
tongue. My saliva coated his head, dripping out of my mouth. I was enjoying
slobbering all over his tuna can of a head, but I could tell he was enjoying it
even more. His hand pressed my head onto his cock, his breathing was heavy, with
constant moans and gasps. His abs were super tight, as I continued feeling them
up. Finally I decided I might as well take it all. I let go of his cock and
thrust my mouth over his cock, instantly gagging as his big head hit my throat.
This was only my second time giving head, so I still had not mastered oral. I
wrapped my lips around his shaft and moved my head up and down, making sure to
run my tongue along his length and build up a lot of saliva for moisture. I
found I could take his whole cock in my mouth if I slightly tilted my head up as
his dick approached the back of my throat, still it was hard given his head. His
moaning and breathing grew heavier and heavier. I placed my hands on his ass,
temporarily leaving his magnificent stomach, to be able to thrust his dick into
my mouth. The taste of his precum made my desire his whole load. My head kept
moving up and down, my mouth making slurping and slushing sounds. His dick was
slimy with saliva and drool ran down my chin. I too found myself moaning at
times. In only my second time I could tell I was becoming an excellent cock
sucker.
I left one hand on his ass and used the other one to feel his balls. They were no longer sagging, but were snuggled tightly below his dick. I got excited at this for it mean he was close to cumming, and I had an idea as to what I would do with his load. I picked up my pace, eagerly awaiting my prize, my hand feeling his muscular thighs, tight ass, and once again his sculpted abs. I continued to bob up and down, twisting my head as I did careful to keep my teeth of out the way, my throat expertly taking his head, my mouth as moist as a pussy, my tongue coating his shaft like a brush painting a sculpture. SUddenly he let out a half yell, half gasp, his ass tightened, his knees buckled a bit, and released a batch of cum into my mouth. I moved my mouth to his head to make room for the cum, and moved my mouth up and down on his head. Squirt after squirt hit my throat and inside of my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around his dick so no cum escaped, letting it all collect in my mouth. He shot around six or seven loads, all the while oohing and aahing exhaustedly, occasionally throwing in some fucks. He leaned forward to support himself against the stall, i though he might collapse then and there. WIth my mouth around his head, I grabbed his dick and squeezed as I pulled upward as if I was milking him, hoping to add to the collection of semen already in my mouth. When I was sure he had no more I freed his dick from my mouth. I looked up at him, still on my knees, his face looked full of pleasure yet so drained. He opened his eyes and smiled at me. I opened my mouth to show him the puddle of cum I had collected. He stared at me. I motioned him to move so the water was hitting his back and not his stomach. I spit the puddle into my palm, and rubbed it all over his abs. He readily helped rub the semen all over his stomach, licking up his fingers in the process. Then I did what I had planned and started to lick his abs clean of cum. This man's stomach was so cut that through out this whole time I could not stop thinking about it. I loved feeling outline of each ab as I licked him up. As I licked I swallowed. My mouth ran up and down his abs, licking up every last drop. The whole time he was looking down at me, and I occasionally looked up at him to make sure he was enjoying it.
When I was finished, needing to blow another load, i stood up and took his dick in my hands. I pulled his foreskin back all the way. I grabbed my dick and pulled my skin back, and touched out heads together. I had fantasied about doing this before but I never knew if it would work. With our heads together I pulled my foreskin up along my dick and stretched out so it engulfed his head. Our dicks no longer looked like two seperate dicks, but one. I grabbed our heads and began stroking gently, being careful not to undo our dick bridge. I looked up at him and began to kiss him again. We made out softly, for we were both tired, my hand gently stroking both our heads. His hand found its way to my balls where he messaged them and his other hand ran up and down my upper arm, feeling my bicep and tricep. His other hand running through my hair. We continued to explore each other's mouths while I rubbed our heads. We did this until I came again. Most of the cum stayed trapped in my foreskin, while some escaped all over my hand. When I was done I let go and licked my hand clean, Anthony quickly moved in to my hand to help me. When it was clean I moved down to clean his head. I licked his fat head clean like a lollipop. I stood up and he proceeded to return the favor. Pulling my skin back and licking my cock clean. We were both beat after this.
He stood up and said, "we should probably get out now before we turn into prunes". "Yea" i replied. "Get out first when no one is watching and ill follow in a few minutes while i wash up so no one sees us getting out together". "k" i said. I opened the stall door slightly and no one was there and sneaked out. I grabbed my towel, put it around my waist to hide my still semi-erect dick, and went to my locker. I checked the time when I got back and realized we had been in there almost 20 minutes. About 2 minutes later Anthony came into my aisle with his stuff in his hands to change next to me. "Wow, i was not expecting that" he commented. "What were you expecting?" I said. "I dunno, just me giving you head I guess. Didn't think you want more since your not gay." "Im a very sexual person, whether it be with a guy or girl, and once I got turned on in the moment I lose myself to the moment and anything is possible". "Im fucking glad you asked me for help then". "Shit, so am I" I laughed.
We got dressed and left together. We continue to have hookups every once in a while (maybe ill write about them later), and thanks to Anthony, I met other guys at the gym who would like to help me out. Haven't acted on any of them....yet. I would love some reviews, let me know what you think.
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StraightKevin's question would be answered sooner than either he or Simone would have imagined. Later that evening, while the two were watching TV, Simone received a text message which read, "Good news. I'm here. Can you pick me up at the airport? I just landed. You know where I'll be. See you soon." Simone had wanted her husband home so badly. Two weeks before she would have jumped for joy at receiving his text. But things had changed significantly since then. Simone had admitted to her anger...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
Hermione still had a souvenir from her last visit to the doc. The long brown-haired coed was still quite sore which became apparent when her panties rubbed against her blotchy swollen red blood blistered and purple bruises that adorned her hurting bottom. She did manage a tense smile as she put on her schoolgirl scratchy wool black dress and left. She had no choice but to keep her office appointment Monday because she had failed to obtain the physical certificate which could not attend Brown...
Simone was sure she knew what Kevin was going to attempt, and she couldn't believe it. She wasn't able to close her legs because he was between them. She couldn't move far from her place on the bed because her vagina was filled with Kevin's semen and she wanted it to stay pooled around her cervix. Simone hadn't been ready for Kevin to do what he was about to do because she feared that it would turn him off from the act altogether. But THIS ... doing this NOW would surely keep him from...
Simone's high school adventure part two by Simone Clark Author's note: This is the second part of Simone's high school adventures with her dear friend Elaine. The majority of the story is absolutely true including the bondage scenes as was experienced by yours truly, however, there are a couple of incidences used for dramatic effect that are not. I leave it to you, the reader, to determine which is which. After the fateful day that Simone was revealed to Elaine, our relationship...
Over the next 24 hours, Simone carried on her routine, including taking two home pregnancy tests and stopping by a local clinic for a real test; all of which were negative. Simone then made her way home after running a few errands, baby in tow. She couldn't wait until Kevin came over after school. He hadn't stayed over the night before because his parents wanted some time with him. As Simone entered her kitchen, the first thing she saw as she came into the kitchen was a single rose and a...
"I said, 'Kev, there is one thing that would help me a lot right now.' He asked what. I said, 'Well, it might seem kind of weird, but ... Could you just, hold me for a minute?'" "Mmmmm... ," Monica mumbled. "That sounds risky seeing as how vulnerable you were." "I know. I think I kind of surprised him. I probably even surprised myself by saying it. And he looked a little confused, or something. I'm not sure, but maybe the problem wasn't whether or not he should say yes. The...
Monica did call Simone to touch base the following day. She purposely avoided bringing up Kevin, choosing to wait and see if Simone mentioned it, which she did not. The women spoke several more times over the next week, but Monica did not make the personal visit she had promised for nearly ten days. Simone heard the doorbell ring one morning and was surprised but pleased to see Monica on her front step. "Hey, you!" Simone exclaimed as she opened the door to invite her friend in. "Hi,...
Gator Note: The title says it all as the action shiftsfrom attention to Hermione and given to her friend Harry. An opportunity to set a story back in a place and time where ones creativity will make this a fantastic read. It had all started with a hurtful act by a suprisingly nice boy who was rude in an unfashionable way and that was his bottom watching or more more specifically visible panty lined butts. That had been the catalyst for a lonely eighteen year-old shy boy who did not have a...
Ron’s Point Of View POV Things really started to change when my lovely domme said the following, “Ron put on my panties!” That indeed as hard as it may seem to accept is what a feisty Hermione said to me. It was with those words my current events teacher in private held in her hot hand the trump card. While it may sound insane it once I put on her panties the die was set for me to do whatever she may say because this, woman who happened to be my teacher held my life and future class room...
Kevin came over as had become the pattern and asked what he could help Simone with. She had a small list of chores, which Kevin got started on immediately. Before either of them realized, it was time for dinner. Simone was aware that they hadn't had time yet to talk. She ordered a pizza and nursed the baby while they waited for it to arrive. Finally the baby was in bed and Simone and Kevin sat across from one another at the kitchen table, eating pizza and sharing basic chit-chat. When they...