Our kiss turned slow and passionate as he finished inside me. We continued making out until his cock went limp and fell out of me. The feeling of his load leaking from my worn hole felt strange yet sensual. It felt natural, like this was supposed to happen.
After a while, we took a shower together and I sucked his cock one more time before he had to leave. He kissed me deeply before he left. Telling me "I can't wait to see you again" as he walked away. I smiled and said the same.
God! All I could think about was his cock the rest of the day. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked in every possible position. I really couldn't wait to see him again, feel him again.
Late that same night, I heard a knock at my back door. Ironic. I opened the door to see Joe smiling at me. "I had to come back to see you" he said. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him inside, kissing him as I closed the door. This time, we didn't wait to go to my bedroom. We immediately started stripping each other's clothes. He moved behind me and pushed me toward the door. He ran his fingers along my crack. I instinctively arched my back to give him better access. Before long, he knelt behind me, rubbing my ass with his hands, and sporadically fingered my hole. Then I felt him spread my ass and slowly licked me. I let out a low moan as his tongue danced across wanton hole.
He then stood and slowly pushed his cock inside me. Gripping my hips, he began thrusting harder and harder until his pelvis was slap slap slapping against my ass. "Fuck, Joe! God! I love your cock!" I said between thrusts. I moaned loudly as he began pulling me back into his thrusts. Or maybe I was pushing back on my own. I couldn't tell anymore. I was just loving his cock. "FUCK!" he yelled as he unloaded inside me for the second time in a day.
We ended up laying down on my sofa, me being the little spoon. He told me about the intense fight with his wife, and that she left for a relatives house. We had all night together. I began rotating my hips as I pushed back on his already growing cock. "We better not waist this opportunity then" I said I lifted my leg and he slid inside me. Away we went again. All night, we fucked, i sucked. I was filled with cum at both ends and I fucking loved it.
Joe and I lasted a while before we moved on with our lives. He wanted a relationship and I wanted his cock, so we grew apart. However, I learned a lot about myself during that time. I learned that absolutely and unequivocally love cock. I thank Joe for that.
After a while, we took a shower together and I sucked his cock one more time before he had to leave. He kissed me deeply before he left. Telling me "I can't wait to see you again" as he walked away. I smiled and said the same.
God! All I could think about was his cock the rest of the day. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked in every possible position. I really couldn't wait to see him again, feel him again.
Late that same night, I heard a knock at my back door. Ironic. I opened the door to see Joe smiling at me. "I had to come back to see you" he said. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him inside, kissing him as I closed the door. This time, we didn't wait to go to my bedroom. We immediately started stripping each other's clothes. He moved behind me and pushed me toward the door. He ran his fingers along my crack. I instinctively arched my back to give him better access. Before long, he knelt behind me, rubbing my ass with his hands, and sporadically fingered my hole. Then I felt him spread my ass and slowly licked me. I let out a low moan as his tongue danced across wanton hole.
He then stood and slowly pushed his cock inside me. Gripping my hips, he began thrusting harder and harder until his pelvis was slap slap slapping against my ass. "Fuck, Joe! God! I love your cock!" I said between thrusts. I moaned loudly as he began pulling me back into his thrusts. Or maybe I was pushing back on my own. I couldn't tell anymore. I was just loving his cock. "FUCK!" he yelled as he unloaded inside me for the second time in a day.
We ended up laying down on my sofa, me being the little spoon. He told me about the intense fight with his wife, and that she left for a relatives house. We had all night together. I began rotating my hips as I pushed back on his already growing cock. "We better not waist this opportunity then" I said I lifted my leg and he slid inside me. Away we went again. All night, we fucked, i sucked. I was filled with cum at both ends and I fucking loved it.
Joe and I lasted a while before we moved on with our lives. He wanted a relationship and I wanted his cock, so we grew apart. However, I learned a lot about myself during that time. I learned that absolutely and unequivocally love cock. I thank Joe for that.
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