yoursinmine
Virgin
I'm inexperienced, that's life trapped in a small town. I'm 23 now, but I still often jerk to this memory.
It was about five years ago. I was 18. This was more than a passing curiosity, I knew I loved cock. So I went online, posted a couple pics, and got lit up with messages. I immediately gravitated toward (much) older, hairy, and big. I settled on a 54 year old man. I don't know how much he weighed, but he had a nice round belly and was covered in black hair. He was taller than me, probably 5"11.
We met at a hotel. He walked in wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. He didn't say a word. When I reached out to shake his hand, he put his hand on top of my head and pushed me to my knees. That made me hard.
He unzipped his pants, and they dropped to the floor. He wasn't wearing underwear. The smell was sweat and definitely not freshly showered. He smelled like a man. It was hot. He was cut and wasn't hard. I reached for his cock, but he put his hands on the back on my head, and pushed my face into his cock.
He started to slowly fuck my face, his hands on my head pushed in rhythm with his hips. It wasn't a blowjob as much as a face fuck. My only part was opening my mouth and swirling my tongue on his cock.
He got fully hard in about 30 seconds, and started to go faster. He wasn't big so he had free reign of my mouth. A couple minutes in, he pushed hard and buried my face in his fur and the meat of his groin. His cock reached the back of my mouth as he ground his hips into my face. He growled like a dog when he did this. He knew I couldn't breath, and I'm pretty confident in saying we both liked that.
Then he quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I gasped for air. A moment later he dove back in and started fucking my face harder and faster. His cock was rock hard, his whole body tensed, I thought he was going to cum, but he didn't. He stopped thrusting his hips, moved my head back and forth from base to tip slowly then removed his hands from my head.
I kept going at the speed and cadence he set. About thirty seconds later, he started breathing heavier, I felt his legs tense. I knew it was coming.
I felt a little spurt. It was thin, and tasted sweet, but it wasn't strong. I kept sucking, but that was it. I was so disappointed, but kept sucking anyway.
Maybe ten seconds later, he exhaled and my mouth was flooded with cum. It was thick, and poured into my mouth. It felt like a lot, and his cock spasmed 3 or 4 times, dropping nice wads of cum each time on my tongue. I was struck by how warm it felt in my mouth
He put his hands back on my head and grunted as he went balls deep again. He held it there for a few seconds, and then pulled out.
He stepped back, pulled up his pants, and left without a word. He didn't even wait to see if I swallowed or not--I did, it was a little bitter and hard to get down, but I liked it. I'd guess the whole session took about four minutes or so.
I felt used and cheap. I loved it. I needed more.
It was about five years ago. I was 18. This was more than a passing curiosity, I knew I loved cock. So I went online, posted a couple pics, and got lit up with messages. I immediately gravitated toward (much) older, hairy, and big. I settled on a 54 year old man. I don't know how much he weighed, but he had a nice round belly and was covered in black hair. He was taller than me, probably 5"11.
We met at a hotel. He walked in wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. He didn't say a word. When I reached out to shake his hand, he put his hand on top of my head and pushed me to my knees. That made me hard.
He unzipped his pants, and they dropped to the floor. He wasn't wearing underwear. The smell was sweat and definitely not freshly showered. He smelled like a man. It was hot. He was cut and wasn't hard. I reached for his cock, but he put his hands on the back on my head, and pushed my face into his cock.
He started to slowly fuck my face, his hands on my head pushed in rhythm with his hips. It wasn't a blowjob as much as a face fuck. My only part was opening my mouth and swirling my tongue on his cock.
He got fully hard in about 30 seconds, and started to go faster. He wasn't big so he had free reign of my mouth. A couple minutes in, he pushed hard and buried my face in his fur and the meat of his groin. His cock reached the back of my mouth as he ground his hips into my face. He growled like a dog when he did this. He knew I couldn't breath, and I'm pretty confident in saying we both liked that.
Then he quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I gasped for air. A moment later he dove back in and started fucking my face harder and faster. His cock was rock hard, his whole body tensed, I thought he was going to cum, but he didn't. He stopped thrusting his hips, moved my head back and forth from base to tip slowly then removed his hands from my head.
I kept going at the speed and cadence he set. About thirty seconds later, he started breathing heavier, I felt his legs tense. I knew it was coming.
I felt a little spurt. It was thin, and tasted sweet, but it wasn't strong. I kept sucking, but that was it. I was so disappointed, but kept sucking anyway.
Maybe ten seconds later, he exhaled and my mouth was flooded with cum. It was thick, and poured into my mouth. It felt like a lot, and his cock spasmed 3 or 4 times, dropping nice wads of cum each time on my tongue. I was struck by how warm it felt in my mouth
He put his hands back on my head and grunted as he went balls deep again. He held it there for a few seconds, and then pulled out.
He stepped back, pulled up his pants, and left without a word. He didn't even wait to see if I swallowed or not--I did, it was a little bitter and hard to get down, but I liked it. I'd guess the whole session took about four minutes or so.
I felt used and cheap. I loved it. I needed more.
