“You bet,” was his avid reply.
I leaned forward on my hands and knees and spread my legs for his entry. I guess I prefer dog-fashion as the best of all positions. It allows the man’s prick to penetrate deep inside my hole and. when the man gets near coming, he always slams it home hard, pushing in even deeper. And when he comes, I can feel it flush against my walls.
Jed aimed his cock straight for my box and made a bulls-eye on the first try.
“Pull it almost all the way out, then ram it home-hard,” I instructed him.
“Won’t that hurt?”
“A little, but I like it that way.”
Jed did even better than I had asked. He pulled his prick out until just the large bulb was inside my pussy. Then, he moved that enormous bulge back and forth on the edge of my moist cunt several times, then rammed it home. I never knew when to expect it because he wouldn’t tease me the same number of times.
Sometimes, he would move it a dozen strokes, then ram it in. Other times, he would only use a couple of strokes and that rod would come boring in.
“How do you like that?” he asked.
“It’s wonderful. Don’t stop. Tease me some more.”
The head felt good rubbing against my moist opening. I was extremely wet and his cock slipped in and out with ease. When he did ram home, I almost yelled.
Our bodies would clap when they met and I could feel his balls slam against my mound. I was on the verge of coming and Jed could sense it. He stopped pumping and pulled his cock from my hole; then I felt it pushing against my anus.
There was a searing pain as his prick entered my asshole, but I gritted my teeth and withstood the ache. Soon, be was all the way in and there was no pain. Jed had his hands on my hips and pumped into me slowly and gently, evidently fearing that any sudden ramming would hurt.
His maneuver worked; my heat was cooling a little, although his prick sliding in and out of my ass still caused me to maintain a high pitch. I reached between my legs and gently massaged my cunt lips, which was a big mistake. When I did, my fever mounted and I couldn’t stop rubbing and even increased the tempo the more Jed fucked me in the ass.
There was no stopping me. I rubbed harder and harder and slid my finger in and out of my pussy. Jed saw me and knew I would have to come soon. Instead of putting his cock in my hole, be continued pounding into my anus. The harder he pounded, the faster I fingered myself.
We climaxed at the same time. I felt his juice squirt out of my rear hole, around his cock, and I dug my finger into my hole as far as it would go, twisting and touching all sides, and emitting one spurt of come after another.
Jed had rammed into my rear so hard that it was beginning to ache. As soon as I had finished coming, I fell forward onto the bed and could feel his juice on my buttocks.
We went to the bathroom and washed off, then returned to the bed. My rear was sore and I gingerly sat on the bed.
“Chris,” Jed began, running his hand softly along my back, ”I have to leave in about an hour. Let’s make the most of the next few minutes.”
I looked at him, not knowing what he had in mind. He was on his back, his cock lying across his sac.
“Climb up here and wash my face, Chris. I know you enjoy that.”
He knew me well and didn’t have to mention it twice. I was immediately astride his face, with my cunt on his mouth. He no sooner licked at the lips than my hands were on my tits, rubbing, squeezing, pinching. As I’ve said before, I love to have a man who knows what he is doing eat me, and Jed Barton knew what he was dong. When he sucked my cunt lips into his mouth and chewed on them, I was delirious. I squeezed my tits so hard they hurt. I moved my hips slowly back and forth, rubbing my pussy over his mouth as his tongue darted in and out of my hole. He continued teasing me, flicking at my lips with his tongue, sucking, and darting in and out of my hole. I felt perspiration on my forehead and my tongue was rapidly rubbing my mouth. My breasts were beginning to ache where I had massaged them so hard.
“Now, please. Put your tongue in. Make me come. Eat me. Please.” I was frantic, emotionally insane, and when Jed stuck his tongue inside me, I exploded with a wad of juice that seemed like a gallon bucket overturned. I moaned and groaned, rubbing my crotch in his face, shooting off repeatedly. He continued tonguing me, making me come even more. Even when I had no juice left, he kept his tongue busy, making me suffer. I couldn’t come again, nor could I move. He had me held to his mouth and his tongue prevented me from moving.
Eventually, I fell forward, exhausted, drained, and with my tits aching from the torture I had put them through. I led leaned forward, with his hand on my back. “Don’t believe I have to ask if you enjoyed it, do I?” was his confident question.
I was breathing heavily and could only manage to shake my head. He knew he had pulled every ounce of fluid from my body, which he had meant to do. It was his going-away present. I have never had a better one.
In the few minutes remaining, after I had gained some of my strength back, I gave Jed a fast mouth job and attempted to drain him. I don’t believe I succeeded as well as he had.
I, felt a sadness when we parted, as I’m certain he did, but I was looking forward to my new job, new experiences, and that big, delicious cock of Joe Gordon’s.
And, who knows, maybe there are others out there with cocks even bigger, even better.
Yes, who knows? I look forward to my new life with relish.