Date: Tue, 17 Dec 2019 21:53:23 +0000
From: Klaus Wankedorf <klauswankedorf@protonmail.com>
Subject: Changing Doors     Bisexual Encounters

The Visit

I made myself busy in the house, trying to ignore that he was here. HE that
made my cock rise to attention whenever I saw him or even heard his name
for that fact.

I could hear the shower running and he was singing.

'Why was he here?' I kept asking myself.

I had barely gotten over our last little adventure and I didn't need any
more of his bullshit about 'but I'm straight'.

Half the fucking town suspected that Adam was 'at least' bisexual and if
you had the good fortune to get off with him, you soon learnt that he was
in the closet about anything that would highlight his preferences.

'Hey Damien!!' I heard him calling.

What the hell does he want... fuck!!!

I went to the bathroom and there he was in all of his glory with his back
turned towards the door. 'Hot' I thought to myself.

His back still wet from the shower, his arse, slightly hairy, was the first
thing I saw. My cock stiffened.

Now I worried that he would notice the bulge under my shorts.

'What's up Adam?' I asked, like a total moron. Playing the 'I am not after
anything from you game'.

'Damien can you massage some Tiger Balm onto my lower back? I think I've
strained something when I came off my pushbike.'

My heart started to pound. Massage his lower back! Just up from that
beautiful arse!

Oh fuck, I am going to explode in my jocks. I can already feel the pre-cum
dripping from my cock.

'I have some in my pushbike bag out by the back door.'

I adjust my hard on and go looking for the bike bag.

I am about to bust a nut and my heart is pounding so hard that it will
leave my chest any second, but I must remain cool. I'd had enough of my
sexual advances rejected by this hot daddy.

'But I really like him,' I hear inwardly.

Back in the bathroom he was bent over, ready. My eyes zero in on his hot
hairy arse. I start applying the Tiger Balm to his lower back. He gently
lets out a moan 'yeah, that's the spot.'

I am very tempted to push my hard cock into his arse but I know that if
anything is to happen, he has to initiate it.

I am rubbing away, only to realise that Adam is calling out my name, 'hey
Damien, Damien... hellooo!'... I was caught up in fantasising about our
last encounter.

I was on all fours while he pounded my arse with his huge cock. As he
started to unload inside my greedy hole he grabbed hold of my shoulders so
he could maximise his full entry into my hole.

I couldn't walk properly for a few days. But, secretly I loved it when he
treated me like the insatiable sex pig that I really was.

'Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm here...'

'I think it would be better if I were lying face down on the bed. How about
we go to the spare bedroom!'

I went off to get a towel from the linen closet -- ha ha -- 'closet' and
that is where he is staying, you fool'.

Enough is enough I thought to myself. Fucking massage, spare towels, my
balls are aching and if he even gets a glance at this bulge in my shorts he
will be out of here in no time flat. 'I really must learn to control these
strong reactions' I thought to myself.

As I lay a towel on the spare bed, I decide that heating needs to go
on. The room is a little cold and if anything does happen I want everything
taken care of. Comfy.

I decided in that moment, 'if I can't beat it, then let the gorilla out of
its cage to get some action'.

I walk past the bathroom door and shout out 'hey Adam, it's a bit cool in
the bedroom so I am just going to put the heating on. We don't want you
catching a cold' I cannot help but smile to myself. I really am such a
schemer when I allow myself to be. I call it 'taking care of myself'.

He is still drying himself off. Honestly, for a man that has a firm
footballer's body, he can be a prissy little boy sometimes. But this gave
me a bit more time to scheme. Firstly, I ditch the jocks under the shorts I
am wearing. Secondly, I swap the shirt for a T-shirt, easier to rip off. A
huge smile comes to my face. I wanted my clothes ripped off. It had been a
while and I wanted HIM to rip them off.

I walk into the spare bedroom where he is now face down and all I can see
is that beautiful hot arse of his. I slurp back some drool.

Strangely, he has laid across the bed rather than down it. I stopped myself
from asking 'why' questions. 'Go with the flow, go with the flow' I could
hear a good friend inside my head saying.

I start applying the Tiger Balm and hear 'Thanks Damien.' 'Are you warm
enough Adam?' 'Yeah Damien, thank you.'

Strange... The fall off his bike must have really knocked him about. He
hadn't liked my 'niceties' in the past. It was always 'get in, get off and
get out'.

Once settled into the rhythm of massaging his lower back I realised he was
purring like a kitten. I desperately wanted to throw myself into his arse
and give him a good rimming. I held back.

'Damien, I need my shoulders done too please.'

Adam had a typical V shape of a well-built man and even the thought of
kneeling on the floor and looking down from the shoulders to his arse was
going to be another huge turn on.

However, by the time I arrived at his head, he had flipped over.

There he was, on his back exposing his wonderful manhood. Of course, it was
not hard to ignore his cock, when it was rock hard.

I was secretly in heaven looking down at his thick eight inches and massive
full balls. It was hot how the thick shaft came up from his arse. My cock
stiffened even more, my heart was going into overdrive now.

I start massaging his shoulders but that was short lived. Next
instruction. 'Damien, my chest is a bit sore as well, can you gently
massage there as well?'

This meant that I needed to lean over him more!

I did as I was told and relaxed into giving him what he wanted. Again, the
purring could be heard. Gentle moans from a happy man are always a reward.

I thought he had gone to sleep, but to my surprise and pleasure he hadn't.

My seven inches of thick cock had found its way into his more than willing
mouth. His tongue teased my piss hole. I loved that.

He ran his tongue around my mushroom head like a boy sucking a
lollypop. Pre-cum oozed and he slurped it all up.

He then wrapped his muscled arms around my upper legs and indicated that he
wanted me to fuck his mouth. 'Gladly', I thought to myself.

It had been a long time since I had played with Adam and an even longer
time since I had shot my thick load down a willing throat.

As he was busily sucking on my cock I took the opportunity to bend right
over and go down on his monster.

I found myself slurping away and he moaned even more. I really wanted to be
fucked, but this would have to do. I had to sacrifice some things in life,
laughing to myself as I thought all this.

Moving my knees up onto the edge of the bed, delicately balancing myself
there, I went right down on his massive cock. It pushed past my tonsils. I
could taste his sweet pre-cum. My cock thickened up. We both groaned. I
heard him say 'give it to me Damien'.

I moaned back 'sure Adam!'

He sucked even harder. I had to stop sucking on him, but stayed in
position. His head had falling back so that I could thrust deep into his
open mouth.

He was born a natural cocksucker. My big knob was enjoying every moment of
it. I could feel my balls bouncing.

I murmured 'I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum, I'm cumming
... aaarrrggghhhhh.' My balls tightened, cock thickened and I shot straight
into his willing throat. I felt 4 loads of thick juice as he moaned while
swallowing every drop. He slurped on my knob, taking every drop into his
greedy mouth.

I waited until he had stopped slurping my cock before I went back to his
monster.

I loved feeling his long, thick cock slide down my throat. I felt proud
that I could take it all without gagging. I had swallowed his huge loads
before; it was like gulping down golf balls.

He was squirming more and more. Moaning loudly. I moved quickly so that I
could suck on his massive balls. I heard him moan even louder now, then the
magic words came: 'rim my hole'. I did... no second invitation needed here.

Rimming turned him into jelly and completely at my mercy.

I wrapped my arms around his footballer legs then buried my face into his
hairy hole. Luckily, I noticed his hands move. The bugger was going to wank
himself off.

I stopped that. That load was mine.

I had waited a long time for this to happen. I wasn't about to let this
good looking, hung, confused bisexual guy lose his load over his gut. It
was either down my throat or, preferably, up my greedy tight arse.

I was getting hungry. I wanted that cum load in me. I left his manhole and
proceeded to run my tongue along his thick shaft until my mouth was fully
wrapped around his knob. He arched his back. I felt his hands push my head
down on his cock. His cock forced its way down my throat.

I was totally lost in taking all of his huge cock when he moaned. Not a
normal moan but the moan of a man who was about to lose control and blow
his load. The base of his cock started to contract. I only just managed to
swallow his cock right down my throat as he unloaded a big load of cum.

The feeling of his cock filling my throat as he shot at least four good
sized golf balls of hot cum was hot. His balls tightened on each shoot. My
cock was bursting at its seams again. He let out a huge moan of pleasure
and then slumped.

I went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

I heard him shouting, 'Hey Damien, can you give me a lift home please?'

The bastard wasn't even staying for lunch!

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Relaxing at Home

I arrived home to find Adam flat out on the bed, naked. I loved seeing my
husband naked. I was certainly lucky in many ways but sexually I was at my
happiest. I could be an insatiable slut and he fulfilled all my needs in
this area.

Adam's body was toned all over. He was not a muscle champion but no slouch
either. He was slightly hairy on his chest and butt.

Oh, how I loved grabbing his butt when he fucked me in missionary position,
or, grabbing those broad shoulders while he pounded my pussy.

Lucky for me, too, he had eight inches of pure manhood with big balls full
of cum. Not low hangers as they call some, but full and firm. I had
discussed Adam's size with some of my girlfriends and they all turned their
noses up at such a big cock. One friend even saying, 'I prefer Georges five
inches thank you. I had read in Cosmopolitan that guys with big dicks like
to fuck a lot and I am just not that much into sex and neither is George'.

I had thought to myself 'if only they knew what a horny little slut I could
be.'

I am sure that Adam got sick of my demands on him; once per day when
possible. My pussy loved cock and the bigger the better. Also, Adam loved
licking me out. He would dive into my pussy with his long tonque and gently
bite my clit. It drove me wild. He was the only guy that I could have
multiple orgasms with and believe me; I had tried my fair share of
experimentation in that area.

I ran my tongue up his legs, he moaned. My tongue found its way to his
beautiful big balls. My pussy was wet.

Strangely I could smell Tiger Balm!! I didn't ask. 'Later', I told myself.

He squirmed when I ran my tits against his legs. I was sure he was awake,
or would wake up, but this was a little game of ours. 'I was laying on my
bed and a woman broke in and raped me'.

My mouth started sucking on those massive balls. I stopped and felt my
pussy. Yep, I was wet all right. I could slide down on that thick cock in
one stroke. My nipples were rock hard. He spread his legs. My mouth was
enjoying sucking his balls but I knew that this change in position meant
'lick just under my nuts honey'; of course, I obliged.

I pushed my tongue against the skin under his balls. He growled like a
lion. There were two activities that Adam loved -- being rimmed and being
tongued just under his balls. I pleased him a little bit longer, but really
my mouth wanted that big knob again and my tongue enjoyed working its way
up his thick shaft and onto that knob.

Aaaah! Big knobs and thick penises were hot.

It reminded me of when we had lollypops as children. There was something
about sucking them long periods of time that turned me on. Sometimes my
mother would look at me strangely. I would stop, as I didn't want too much
attention heading my way.

My greedy tongue ran all over the knob then pushed its way into the piss
hole. He groaned even louder. I knew then that I was hitting the spot.

Adam's cock was huge, but when he was really turned on it got thicker. I
always looked forward to having that thickness in my wet pussy.

Pre-cum oozed from the lollypop. I was slurping away. I was in heaven.

I felt his hands on the back of my head. I loved it when he dominated me,
forcing me to swallow the entire length of his cock.

It had taken a lot of practice, but I was now a 'non-gagging' girl.

The best position for this was a sixty-nine. His thick cock down my throat
while his greedy tongue teased my clit and licked out my wet pussy. Adam
loved the way I had multiple orgasms and licking me out was a winner every
time.

I felt his hands pulling on my legs. I knew what he wanted and he could
have it. Before I was properly in position, his fingers were in my
pussy. He moaned. He pulled me onto his face. His mouth was all over my
labia. It was too much for me. I thrust my pussy onto his face and rode it
like I was on a wild horse. He licked my clit greedily and I had my first
orgasm. He didn't stop as my body shook in total pleasure, he kept pushing
me over that edge.

The edge that I gladly went over and over with him.

My mouth was busy on his thick cock. I kept sucking with pre-cum dribbling
out of my mouth.

I took the length of his cock down my throat and moaned as it pushed past
my tonsils. I felt his mouth move away from my pussy and two fingers took
its place.

He fingered me while his tongue licked my clit. I was in heaven while I had
my second mind shattering orgasm, but I still wanted more!

With a thrust of his cock into my mouth I realised that he wanted to finish
up quickly. I didn't always like this behaviour of Adam, 'get in, get off
and get out'. But I conceded. I was tired and I had cum twice already, so I
had not been left unattended.

I had fantasised more than once of having a three-way with Adam, but he
seemed so 'straight'. Most guys would jump at the chance but his attitude
sometimes was very 'monogamous'. So, I didn't push it.

The thought of having all my holes filled at once made me wetter. Mind you,
the guys would all have to be clones of Adam, in the cock department at
least. I laughed to myself at the thought of finding two other Adam's on
this planet. Sometimes one was enough!

Things changed quickly.

Here I was thinking I would be swallowing a load of cum the size of a golf
ball while he licked me out but he demanded me to be on all fours.

I obeyed. I loved doggie sex, pussy or anal.

Tonight, was pussy.

He licked out my arse first and then started on my already wet pussy... he
was such a good rimmer... it flashed across my mind 'where did he learn how
to do that?' His mouth was slurping up my pussy juice like a hungry dog
eating its food.

'Aaaarrrrrghhhhh...' 'Slowly' I said to him. I had my third orgasm as he
pushed his big knob into my dripping wet pussy unexpectedly.

Oh my god, I loved him riding me with such insensitivity on one hand and
other times he was as gentle as a kitten. I never knew which I would get. I
loved it all.

He thrust his cock deep into me so hard I felt his balls slap the bottom of
my pussy. I moaned. He pulled out again. A moment of despair that he was
pulling out and would leave. Then he drove his cock back into me. I could
feel myself wanting to cum again. I squealed as he started pounding me. He
reached under me and squeezed both nipples. Past experience had proven that
this would send us both completely over that edge.

My right nipple was more sensitive than the left and thus he would squeeze
the right nipple and with his left hand would finger my clit with the other
all at the same time. He achieved his goal - I cum again while his thick
cock was deep inside me. My pussy got even wetter and he slam fucked me and
blew his big load into my willing pussy, all the time feeling his cock
swelling up even bigger as he came.

His knob pushed the walls of my pussy wider. I screamed. He grunted loudly
and called me a 'fucking whore'. I was in heaven.

As he pulled out his cock I felt cum dribbling down my legs. I loved it!

I woke up to the sound of the car door slamming and I knew then that he was
late for his soccer practice.

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The Shower Room

Oh man what a game. Magnificent win of 3 to null. I was exhausted and
having a hot shower was the only thing I had on my mind during the second
half of play.

I stood there for some time, eyes shut, with the water running over me. All
the other guys had showered and returned to the change room.

Well, that was what I thought!

I opened my eyes, turned to see Janek also having a shower.

Janek was 5'10", muscled and typical footballers' legs. He was new to the
club and quite a good-looking guy. Blonde, smile to kill and arms that
could pick you up and throw you across the playing field with very little
effort. I was glad that we were on the same team. He also had a nice piece
of meat hanging between his legs.

I found myself watching him as the water ran down his body.

I became lost in my secret fantasises of total sexual release.

Then I was aware and embarrassed that he was actually smiling at me. I
turned away. He started to walk towards me. I inwardly panicked and tried
desperately pretending that I hadn't noticed.

Next, I am pinned to the wall by those big hands of his. His face was only
two centimetres away from mine. I realised that my head was pushed hard
against the tiles and the pain was intruding in on my consciousness. I
could feel my knuckles against the tiles too, he was using all his strength
to keep both my arms up in the air and pinned against the shower wall.

In the past, one of my voyeuristic moments had rewarded me with a quick
right hook under my rib cage. I certainly did not want this, so I tried to
play mister cool. I felt his grip relax on my arms and I let out a sigh of
relief.

However, to my absolutely amazement, he kissed me. Passionately. I
melted. My cock was rock hard in the blink of an eyelid.

I was totally turned on and yet rigid with fear. Any fool would know that I
was enjoying every second of this. He must have felt my hard cock against
him but he remained silent.

What the fuck was he going to do to me now? Janek now knows exactly what I
like.

Forget that this macho looking guy, supposedly married, has just tongue
fucked my mouth while in the showers of a soccer club.

Anyone could walk in on us and then all fuckin' hell would break lose.

I attempted to push him away but soon realised that I was still under his
total control. I was weak compared to his strength. I inwardly grinned.

His lips left mine. I panicked again. I expected to feel the full force of
his tightened fist in my gut as a reminder that he didn't like me staring
at him.

I was confused.

But I felt his body brush down over mine. His mouth locked onto my big
knob. His tongue pushed into my piss slit. I was in heaven. His mouth was
wide open as he took in my huge knob and then the shaft. I groaned. His
tongue worked my knob and shaft like there was no tomorrow. An unending
supply of saliva came into his mouth.

I had enjoyed every head job given by Juliette and Damien, but Janek became
the next best expert.

Oh yeah, my balls were tightening. I was going to explode if he kept this
pace up.

The slurping noises were a huge turn on. It didn't take a rocket scientist
to work out that he enjoyed what he was doing.

Not everyone is good at taking eight thick inches of cock.

I moaned again.

I heard his muffled cock filled mouth say "it is mine, give it to me".

I groaned and grabbed the back of his head and forced him all the way down
on my shaft. To my absolute surprise he didn't gag. I was in heaven.

The cum in my balls left their homeland and travelled up my shaft. I just
managed to mutter "I'm gonna cum..."  when my cock contracted multiply
times as my hot man juice shot down his throat. He moaned as he swallowed
the lot. I realised that my cock was fully buried in his throat as I blew.

The pressure of my head against the tiles brought me back to the present. I
was in heaven and panicking that one of the guys would walk in on us. I
loved getting blown and never wanted to come down from that high; of having
blown a golf ball sized load of cum down a hot guys throat.

Janek cleaned my knob with his slick tongue.

Oh fuck! This guy knew how to blow cock and clean up too.

He looked up and smiled at me with the knob still in his mouth, I of course
grinned from ear to ear.

The silence was deafening and then broken with my worst fear "hey Janek,
you in there?" "Your wife is on the club phone and wants to speak with you"

He was swift in returning the situation to normal. I was still under the
shower and he sitting on the bench drying off his feet when John walked
into the shower area.

Janek acknowledged John with a nod of his head. He immediately wrapped the
towel around himself and left to take the phone call.

I was facing the shower wall washing my hair when they both left. Hoping
that John wouldn't see my semi hard on and start putting two and two
together.

As I headed home, all I could think of was his hot mouth around my beast.

My cock hardened again at the imagery I was having.

I was singing in the car. I felt totally happy. 'Aint life great' I thought
to myself. But I was aware that I would be home soon and that I needed to
come down fairly quickly and be `normal'.

I turned into the driveway expecting to see the house lights on, but
everything was in darkness. `mmmmmmmm... what the hell is going on!!'
`Where is Juliette?' I then realised I hadn't even turned on my mobile
phone. There it was: `Sweetie, I will be home late tonight as I forgot I
was going out with Mum and Jane for a celebratory drink.... remember Jane
got that new job!! Sorry, hun'.

I was relieved. I could have some quiet time and think about what happened
in the shower and how I could get it to happen again.... On the lounge I
relaxed with a beer, while I fisted my knob... pre-cum came easy....

The weeks flew by and no more shower blowjobs from Janek. Sure, we saw each
other, but both acted very self-conscious and we steered clear of each
other. I didn't want to be caught acting like an excited puppy every time I
saw him. My dick was hardening up every time I spotted him on the playing
field in his shorts, let alone a quick look in the shower.

All this was brought to a sudden stop one day, when the coach commented on
how we seemed to be avoiding each other, `you two had a lovers tiff?' with
a laugh and slapping us both on the shoulders as we walked off the playing
field. We both laughed and said `no coach', like two little boys pretending
to the teacher. We laughed and shook hands. The coach was cool and said
exactly what my scheming mind wanted to hear, `well, whatever, you guys
need to go out for a beer and get to know each other a bit better. Janek is
new here and maybe you just need to get plastered to share a few stories
and then be top mates!'

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was as if the coach, hopefully in
pure innocence, was giving us a good excuse to meet up!!

I noticed that Janek had a wry grin on his face. My cock responded
instantly.

I turned to Janek and said `you free afterwards mate?' I heard back: `let
me check with my wife first'.

Cool I thought. Maybe my knob will get a good polishing by that hot mouth
again.

The showers were full today and the guys were all happy and playing around;
lots of laughter and towel slapping going on. Janek and I picked either end
of the shower area. Still playing this game, but I was used to games.

I liked contact with men. I liked the feeling of a man, his manly smell and
particular any sexual contact with a man. But living in a small city on an
island, I was not about to make this known. Some people had labelled me as
`bisexual' in a jibing sort of way. I could handle that and would play it
in a joking sort of way. Hopefully it would never reach Juliette's
ears. Despite what people thought, I was not ready to jump the fence and be
a full-blown Gay Man. Psychologically I couldn't handle it. I was
absolutely clear, in my own head, that I could not handle it and why should
I?

Back in the change room, the guys were getting dressed and ready for
drinking action, I approached Janek about whether he was free or not.

`Yeah mate, sorry, I am free. The wife has decided to visit her aunty, so
she will be gone for a while.' He smiled.

My head went to the blowjob, my cock hardened and this time I was aware
that the bulge in my pants was very obvious. We walked to our separate
cars.

I was flat on my back and my legs were over Janeks' shoulders. He kissed me
passionately. My cock was bursting at the seams. I could feel the tip of
his hard cock at my hole. I was all lubed up from the superior rim job he
had just given me. Not only did this guy give the best head ever, he rimmed
my arse like there was a prize at the end. I laughed to myself.

I finally figured him out... he loved his work. He got off giving head,
rimming a guy's hole. That is what turned him on. His focus on my knob,
when in the showers, was totally that.

My big thick cock in his mouth and the pleasure it gave him was a huge turn
on for me.

My eight inches lay on my belly, my balls were tight and my arse was wet
and willing. I had been fucked a few times before, but this promised to be
very different, given Janek's skills so far.

I grabbed his shoulders and muttered "slowly.. slowly". I felt him push.

His nob pushed against my wet hole. It felt like heaven. I thought of all
the times I had fucked a pussy. How the women wanted my big cock so badly
but I was always in a hurry to `get in, get off and get out'.

The tables were turned now. I wanted it slowly. I wanted to feel him open
me up and then thrust as hard as he could.

I was looking forward to Janeks big thick cock, but unfortunately, just
because he was muscled didn't mean everything matched the size.

On a guess, I reckon he was six inches long but thick as a coke can... This
was going to hurt. Thank god the guy knew how to suck, rim and kiss me into
total submission.

His knob pushed in slowly... I grabbed his arse. He moaned. Slowly he went
in. My cock was rock hard. My balls wanted to unload and my mind was in
heaven.

At first the feeling was exquisite and then I experienced immense pain as
his big knob pushed inwards and past the first barrier. He stopped. I
breathed out. `Oh, fuck man! Please go slowly, I cannot believe the pain I
am in but I don't want you stop.'

He lent down and kissed me.

I inwardly laughed, here I was, on my back, legs over a man's shoulders,
doubled up with my knees nearly touching my chest, being kissed and all the
while I had a cock the size of a coke can in me; and not even right in at
that!!!

He pushed further. The thickness was hard to take. But Janek took it really
slow. Finally, I heard the magic words `I am right up you now'.

I breathed out. Really!! I asked in astonishment.

Yes!

He kissed me again. I absolutely loved this guy kissing me.

I let his arse go and grabbed his shoulders. Those strong shoulders felt
fantastic. Masculine. Manly. He nibbled on my neck. I groaned. Again, I was
thinking of Juliette and how she would go wild when I nibbled on her neck
while fucking her. `I got it!'

Janek slowly withdrew his cock. I was devastated. I didn't want him to
leave.

He didn't. Only to the opening of my stretched hole and then he kissed me
and thrust straight back in.

I moaned with pleasure... or was that pain.

I didn't care. I wanted more.

`Fuck me!' I whispered in his ear.

`You sure?'

`Yeah..  I'm ready for a pounding mate.'

He thrust in a few times, slowly at first. I was ... I don't know what I
was. But fuck, I liked being ridden by this good-looking, masculine guy.

I forgot about everything outside of `right now'.

If this was what they call `man2Man' then I was going to be wanting more.

I was lost in my thoughts and then awoke to him fucking me hard. I
laughed. Oh man, this is the best ride ever.

He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide. I could feel that fat dick of
his pounding my arse and my cock loved it. My arse wanted it harder. He
grunted a few times. I could actually feel his cock thicken up even
more. That was a surprise. `Isn't it thick enough' I thought to myself!

He pulled right out and started sucking on my cock furiously.

I threw my head back.

Man, I am gonna blow a huge load.

Before I knew it, he was back fucking my arse.

The feeling was unbelievable. `Don't stop', I shouted.

He grunted some more. I heard him whisper "I'm gonna cum soon!"

I didn't want him to stop thrusting, but it was a total turn on knowing
that he would fill my arse with his hot load. All sense of inhibition left
me. I heard myself saying `fuck me, please fuck me, cum in me, please'.

I had never begged for anything in my life. I was always in control.

I grabbed his arse; that hot, sweet arse of his... pulling him into me.

He thrust harder. I relaxed and then I experienced the sharpest pain. I
felt like I was going to either shit or piss myself. He was hitting my
prostate gland. I had fingered myself, but now there was a thick cock
massaging it.

I wanted him to stop. The words never came out of my mouth.

I grabbed the mattress on either side. I felt like I was going to be split
in two. I panicked at having to explain to people why I couldn't walk
properly. I would have to come up with a bloody good story of `coming off
my push bike'.

He saw the look on my face and smiled and fucked harder. His man balls
bounced off my arse on each thrust.

I heard myself muffle a scream. The pain was too much. I had two choices,
stop him or relax and let everything go. I chose the latter. I grunted out
a huge load of cum. I was shaking wildly as he pounded my arse with that
thick cock.

Janek grunted, while driving his cock and pre-cum deep into my insatiable
arse. We locked eyes. The look of pure satisfaction on his face was worth
every minute. I was confused and totally spent. I could feel his cock as it
unloaded to the chorus of `I'm cumming, I'm cumming'. I felt every
contraction of his shaft as it pumped out at least five loads of cum, deep
in my arse.

I will not forget the look on his face and the "aaaarrrrggggggghhhhh" from
his mouth.

It all stopped.

He lent down and kissed me.

I moaned with pure pleasure and satisfaction.

I was exhausted.

I awoke up to the sound of Juliette's voice, `Hi darling, sorry I'm late.'