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A friend of mine once told me that he knew a great guy and gave him my number. Soon I received a message. It was from a 23 year old college student named Mohit. He was going to college in the next town, said he was packed just over 7 inches, and sent a pic that made it look like he had a telephone pole sticking out of his groin. We traded a few emails and next thing I knew I was over to his apartment. I was kinda nervous when I knocked on his door but that went away when a good looking guy opened the door. He introduced himself as Mohit and invited me in.
‘You want a beer or something?’ Mohit asked.
‘No I’m cool.’ Was the only reply I could come up with.
Mohit was wearing an open button up shirt and a pair of loose shorts. ‘If it’s ok with you we can just do this here in the living room, my roommates aren’t home so it should be safe.’ Mohit said as he walked over to a big chair against the wall.
‘Yeah, wherever you want is ok with me.’ I said, as Mohit casually dropped his shorts and took a seat in an overstuffed chair. His cock was semi hard and it looked about 7 inches, he also had a set of huge balls hanging nice a low.
With Mohit sitting in his chair the only way to do this was on my knees in between his legs. As I got down on my knees Mohit scooted down until his huge balls hung down over the edge of the cushion of the chair. I moved down and started to lick his balls and I saw his cock twitch. ‘I love a blowjob that starts with a good ball licking.’ Is all Mohit said. I worked my tongue around each of his balls and then starting sucking them in and out of my mouth.
This went on for about 2 or 3 minutes when Mohit spoke up. ‘My cock isn’t going to suck itself.’
I looked up and Mohit was staring at me. His cock was fully hard now and it looked absolutely huge, I would bet he wasn’t lying about being 9′ and it had filled out very thick.
I ran my tongue up his balls onto the shaft of his cock and then to his cock head. I arched by head to I could take the head of his cock in my mouth without using my hands (I love when women do this to my cock, so thought I would give it a try). Mohit took in a quick breath when the head of his cock was in my mouth. I really had to open wide to accommodate the thick head. I started to move my head up and down his cock, going a little deeper each time. I didn’t know if I could deepthroat 9 inches but was going to give it one hell of a try. The first time his cock head hit the back of my throat I gagged a little but gave it another try and after about 5 minutes I had about 7 inches in my mouth. I tried several times while fighting the urge to gag to fit the huge head of Mohit’s cock into my throat but it was just too big. Mohit noticed and spoke up for the first time since his cock went into my mouth.
‘Too much cock for ya?’ I heard him chuckle a little bit and then he sat back in his chair again. I continued to suck his cock, sliding my lips up and down his shaft while working the those last few inches with my hand. Mohit didn’t seem to be getting any closer to cumming and I knew this was going to a long blowjob.
Just then his cell phone rang, I started to come up off his cock as he reached for his phone. Just when my lips reached the head of his cock, Mohit’s hand came down on the back of my head and he pushed me down deeper on his cock.
‘Hello’ Mohit answered his phone. He kept his hand on the back of my head pushing me up and down on his cock. ‘No just hanging out.’ Mohit said to whoever called him. Mohit continued to control the pace of the blowjob while he talked on the phone for about 10 minutes. My jaw was really starting to get sore by this point. Finally I heard Mohit say ‘Hey, I gotta get going. I’ll be over later.’ With that he hung up his phone and took his hand off the back of my head. I pulled off his cock to give my jaw a rest.
‘Looks like you need some help getting my cock down your throat. Let give this a try.’ Mohit stood up and told me to get up on the coffee table on my hands and knees.
‘This should give me a straight shot right down your throat.’ Mohit said as he looked down at me.
With me in position Mohit stood in front of me. His huge cock lined up with my mouth. I open wide and Mohit grabbed the sides of my head and slid his cock into my mouth. In this position I had no control as Mohit started to push his cock in and out of my mouth. He went a little deeper each time and soon his cock head was bumping the back of my throat. I gagged a little but Mohit just kept pumping his cock deeper into my throat. Finally, with one quick push I felt the head slide into my throat and my nose touched his pubic hair.
‘Oh yeah, there it is.’ Mohit said and then he rammed his cock deep again this time it went all the way down my throat and my nose was being held against his abdomen. Mohit was relentless, for the next 5 minutes he fucked my throat. I was in a daze at this point. I’ve had his cock in my mouth for about 40 minutes by this point and Mohit didn’t seem like he was ready to cum yet.
I was startled when the door to the apartment opened and in walked a tall black guy. Mohit never stopped ramming his cock down my throat and the guy who walked in didn’t seem phased at all about the sight before him.
‘Hey, Mohit’ the guy said while dropping a bookbag onto the counter.
‘Hey, Jatin.’ Mohit relied. ‘Oh, this is Jatin. My roommate. You think my cock is big you should see the monster he is packing’
Mohit talked to me like it was nothing to have a person walk in on him with his cock rammed down a guys throat. Mohit’s was moving his cock quicker now and with more f***e. My jaw was killing me, my throat was on fire, and I was in a daze after being face fucked for the last 20 minutes. Mohit’s cock started to swell in my mouth and I knew he was close to cumming. Finally with a grunt Mohit buried his cock as deep as he could in my throat and shot a huge load straight down my throat. I was starting to feel light headed and thought I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen when Mohit pulled his cock out of my mouth. I rolled off the coffee table and onto the floor gasping for breath.
After a few seconds I caught my breath and thought it might be time to get going. I looked up and there was Jatin with about 7.5 inches of semi-hard black cock hanging in front of my face. Looks like I still had some cock to suck. I just hope Mohit doesn’t have any more roommates.
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Notification Service In every age, in every war, there have been casualties. And along with casualties, there are the loved ones left behind. In recent times, there has been a recognition that those families need help when the news is brought to them of the loss of the one they loved, and so each conflict had its own way to give the sad news, and help the families pick up the pieces afterwards, and have made a service to meet that need. And now, with a new war waging, that service is...
After a couple trips to the coast and our well documented hot tub adventures, Amber and I wanted to expand our horizons and try something a little different. What better place to explore new sexual adventures than Las Vegas? We made our reservations at the Bellagio, bought our plane tickets and headed for Vegas. Amber packed some of her most sexy and skimpy outfits, as well as some of her sexiest lingerie, and a few of her favorite sex toys. Our first night in Vegas we were both very excited...
MILFThe Car Service.A True Story.Last April I took my car out to the main dealer for a service. As I had more or less the whole morning to spare I decided to go and sit on the unofficial nudist beach which was about half a miles walk. Once I had made myself comfy on the pebbles I looked around and saw that as well as me, I could see a couple some distance away shelled by a windbreaker, and one other guy who had stopped between me and the couple starting to undress. I didn't want to make it too...
In the weeks following our heroine's introduction to Mr. Boulton's photographic experiments, She had often found Herself standing in front of him head hung low; not for just the weekly session - which was now entered in his appointment diary in red in Miss Stewart's elegant rounded hand for the rest of the term- but also on the odd occasion when She felt a need for some guiding hand upon Her. When, all too frequently thoughts of Her headmaster sneaked into Her impish mind She could not help...
I got an email from a woman asking for sex service. She described as a widow of 34 years age and upon calling her at the number mentioned, she confirmed her email and a meeting were fixed. The address was of Jubilee Hills a very push locality in Hyderabad and I was aware of the kind of women who live there so I was pretty excited. On the day I dressed casually and packing my pocket with 2 packets of condoms I set out for the house. It was fairly simple to find the house. It was a big bungalow...