Date: Thu, 29 Oct 2020 22:11:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: dogbone421@aol.com
Subject: "Copping Around" chapter 11

"Copping Around"

Chapter 11


	"That movie I shot of you two fucking. Remember," he answered as he
sat up alongside of me? "He up loaded that video to his porn account. You
know, that popular amateur sight most guys hit up? He does it to all the
guys he fucks with."

"Holly fucking shit," I shouted as I jumped up. "I thought that was for his
personal viewing. I had no idea he was doing something like that," I
yelled!


"Calm down," Junior said to me as he stood and tried to comfort me. "No one
knows who you are dude. Relax, I'm in the video also and I'm not
worried. It's not like you're famous or tons of people know who you
are. Nobody cares what a guy looks like in those movies. They are only
there to watch the fuck action. I watched it a few times myself and I
filmed that fucker. I have to admit its cock raiser when he's balls deep in
you and you're moaning like a bitch in heat. It's gotten thousands of views
already. By far his most popular movie. Want me to show it to you," he
asked as I started to sweat?

"Yeah, yeah, I want to see it now," I demanded!

I jumped down from my truck and pulled my shorts back on as Junior played
with his phone. Just when I thought things couldn't really get any worse,
this shit happened. Again, my hands began to tremble uncontrollably as I
pulled my tee shirt on.

"Here it is," Junior announced as he stepped to the edge of the tail gate
and sat down. I moved along side of him and looked at the images on the
screen. The account was named, "Theo's big dicked videos." I watched as
Junior scrolled down the page. About ten videos appeared first with black
women pictured who had been fucked by him apparently. Then the category
changed to "White guys hanging off the end of this fucker."

Scanning quickly, I counted eight screen shots of various white guys. The
eighth one I instantly recognized as my own face showing in a frozen screen
shot.

"There's you man," Junior quickly announced as he tapped the image and it
began to load. Within seconds it began to play. Right away my face was
shown full on and there was no denying it was me. As the video progressed,
I relived a small portion of the sex act I was a part of before I stomped
away.

"He showed my fucking face Junior," I announced with anger in my voice?
"How could that mother fucker do that without my permission," I screamed!

"Dude, it's just a fuck film," Junior answered back as he hopped off my
tail gate. His soft cock flopped about as he tried to calm me down. "It's a
beautiful thing to watch you two going at it. I think you're over
reacting. You should watch the whole video before you get all crazy
acting," he offered as he hovered around me.


"Get you cloths on asshole, this night is over," I then yelled at him!

I kept my word and drove him home but it wasn't easy. It was hard as fuck
for me not to knock his lights out. I would have felt a lot better if I
had, but I resisted the urge to do so. The cop side of my brain was now in
control and I wanted justice. The whole way over the silence was
deafening. I was pissed beyond belief and he knew it. He reached over and
rubbed my thigh at some point but withdrew his hand when I barked at
him. "Get your fucking hands off me," I shouted. "I really wish I had shit
your load out back there. That's how much you repulse me right now Junior,"
I added to be extra hurtful. As I pulled in front of a house, I demanded,
"This your place?"

"Yeah," he quietly answered as he popped the door handle. Before he got
out, he turned towards me. "My parents' house, I live in the basement. Can
we still be friends' guy," he asked pathetically?

"Fuck you Junior," I barked at him. "You were part of this discerption. I
blame you for this also. You knew and didn't tell me. After we fucked and
everything, I didn't get the common curtesy from you to tell me what he had
done. That was the last piece of ass you'll ever get off me. I let you
shoot in me and this is the thanks I get? Fuck you mother fucker! Get the
fuck out you scumbag asshole!"


Over two weeks had pasted now and John was still a man of his word. We
crossed paths a few times at shift change and he gave me the stink eye. But
otherwise his lips had stayed sealed. Junior texted me every day after I
threw him out of my truck. Always asking for forgiveness and begging me to
reconsider seeing him. I was slowly beginning to soften my stance and
finally answered his text this morning. The kid was over the moon that I
replied back. Within seconds after my initial text, he sent me a picture of
his hard cock with his fist gripping it. We were on the road to slowly
begin to reconnect it seemed.

I have visited Theo's web page a lot since that night, almost every day in
fact. I tracked the progression of the view numbers each time. Every day,
thousands more people watched us fuck. I even had watched the video more
than a dozen times myself. I was mesmerized watching us having sex. It was
sort of an out of body experience seeing myself being dominated, used in
that way. The darkness of his skin against the whiteness of mine was erotic
as hell.


But the money shot was what I'm sure most of his viewers were after. Junior
had moved in tight with the camera and was focused on Theo's big nuts
moving back and forth as he fucked me. Just before he shot his load, you
could see his balls retracting closer to his body in anticipation of firing
off. When he finally shot his wad, the camera moved in even tighter and you
could watch his nuts react as they squirted cum in me. The initial squeeze
and slight retraction motion of his balls was all the evidence needed to
prove he was breeding me. I counted five contractions followed by my
moaning in the back ground and it was amazing to watch. It was
fertilization at its finest. I swelled hard every time I watched it happen
myself.

That was followed by Theo slowly pulling that long shaft from the depts of
my colon. It looked at times like you'd never see the head of that
snake. Shinny with a mixture of lube and asshole juice, it seemed
endless. When his dark red cock head popped free of me, Theo grabbed the
end of his cock and pointed it at the camera. As Junior filmed, he squeezed
his shaft softly and a large drip of white fluid appeared at his piss
slit. There was no denying we had fucked raw and he had unloaded inside
me. Junior then panned back from us and focused on Theo's face as he
grinned and I could be heard sighing in the back ground. "That's some good
white pussy," Theo then uttered.

As he crawled off me, Junior parted my butt cheeks while my legs were still
drawn close to my body and filmed my ravaged hole. Still not fully closed,
he captured my dilated asshole. For a few seconds you could see into the
pink depths of my colon. Shinny lube reflected the light around my pucker
just before I squeezed my asshole tight and then relaxed again. It closed
mostly with a glob of white goo collected in the center. As he pulled away,
you could see a frothy white slime coating my butt crack down to the
mattress below.

My face was prevalent everywhere in the video. My facial expressions said
everything I was experiencing as the camera would zoom in tight on me. I
had no idea at the time that Junior was doing some of the things I now saw
in the video. The anger I experienced when I first found out about this was
softening each time, I watched myself get fucked. Maybe I did over react I
would think to myself when I'd exit the website? I couldn't deny this was
an amazing movie shot of us making love. As crazy as it sounds, a sense of
accomplishment and pride came over me each time I watched myself. I
realized I was a good bottom who took his full length and gave him an
amazing butt to ride. I hated my face being shown, but knew it was too late
to do anything about it now.

Reading the comments below the video, everyone wanted to know who the cute
bottom boy was getting fucked? From handsome to rugged, the complements
written my way were flattering beyond belief. From, "What an ass on him, to
how great my body looked bolstered my confidence. It truly raised
self-esteem. Always worried I never looked good enough or was less of for
being a bottom man changed some as I continued to read the flattering
reviews.

During this time, I'd abstained from having sex except with my hand. I
swore it off for a while till I got my head screwed back on straight. But
after almost two and a half weeks I was getting desperate. I had kept my
promise to myself till this one particular morning. You know those days
guys when you wake up horny as hell and nothing will make it go away except
a good hard pounding? My cock tented the front of my underwear all
morning. I tired jerking off, but that didn't solve that need within me to
be taken. As much as I tried to stay away from the seedy aspect of casual
sex, it was what drove me now to want it even more. Once you scratch an
itch, it always itches more afterwards. I still had the number of the guy
who had fucked me behind the connivance store a month or more ago. Still
laying on my night stand, it was a backup plan I had not used as of
yet. But that scene wasn't what I craved today.

What was constantly filling my deviant mind was the guy at the salvage
yard. The idea of playing the role of a paid whore made my inner demons
come alive. Just the idea of taking his money for sex made my blood pump
faster. Once my mind was made up, I headed over to the junkyard around
lunch time as he had instructed before. Of course, I was worried about
being caught again. So, I drove into the place from the back entrance. I
tried my best to hide my tuck behind a stack of crushed cars as I
parked. It looked as though two customers were parked out front as I got
out and scanned the area. Adjusting my free-swinging nuts and cock, I
looked down to be sure they were not protruding to obviously in my slightly
tight shorts. From this location, I could see the motel room I used
perfectly. As I pulled on my baseball cap, I now understood better how he
figured me out.

Stepping inside the front entrance, I was instantly greeted by a guy behind
the service desk.

"Can I help you sir," he quickly yelled out as I stepped forward. I looked
at the other two customers to be sure they had already been waited before I
stepped up.

"Is Jack here today," I asked?

"Yeah, he's out back working on a truck. I'll buzz you thru that door over
there and you can go around and talk to him," he answered as I then heard a
loud buzzing sound.

Steeping thru the door, I entered a large fence enclosed area full of
junked and stripped vehicles. With the gravel crunching under my feet, I
slowly made my way around the building.  A gust of hot wind kicked up a
dust cloud that blew over me as I turned the corner. Sitting in the middle
of an area that was cleared out, I saw a large delivery truck with its hood
up. The legs of a man were sticking out from under the front end. Moving
closer I saw the familiar green coveralls I'd seen before. With the upper
half of his body hidden by the trucks frame, I studied the crotch area of
the coveralls intently. An obvious lump was formed on the right side of the
thick material and I traced every line of the budge with my eyes. Then
taking a deep breath, I yelled, "That you Jack?"

From under the truck he scurried out on a dolly. Again, his coveralls were
unzipped to his waist with the upper part hanging down at his hips. As he
sat up, he put his hand in front of his eyes to shield the bright sun.

"God dam, is that my new favorite piece of ass," he laughed as he wiped his
greasy hands with a grease rag?

"Yeah, it's me," I answered as I watched him stand up. "I was wondering if
you had some free time to, well you know what," I said as I looked around
to be sure we were alone? His upper body was littered with grease marks and
streaks where the sweat had run down his dirty cheat. In the bright light I
was able to admire his thick hairy chest even more.

"It's almost lunch isn't it," he asked of me as I stood there? "Let me go
tell the guys I'm breaking now and we'll slip off to some place more
private," he answered as he smiled at me.

When he returned, he motioned for me to follow him and we ventured into the
junkyard aspect of the business. Rows and rows of cars and trucks were
lined up. We moved towards what I learned later was the crusher. Stacks and
stacks of crushed cars were piled atop each other in cavernous rows. As we
moved deeper and deeper into the metal forest, an old hearse was seen
parked at the end of one of the towering rows. Sitting on its rims and
slowly rusting away, we moved around to the back of the vehicle. With a
twist, he popped the back-door handle and it opened with a spooky creaking
sound.  A whiff of stale musty air filled my nostrils instantly. Chills ran
down my back as I glanced inside and thought of all the dead bodies this
vehicle must have carried in its lifetime. Inside, I could see canvas tarps
piled on the floor where the caskets once sat. Laid out perfectly, it was
obvious this had been used for having sex before. I watched as he extended
his arm and invited me to get inside.

"Really Jack," I asked quickly? "We're going to do this in the back of a
hearse?"

"Ah, no worries guy," he answered as he wiped the sweat from his
brow. "Remember, it's the living you gotta worry about, not the dead," he
laughed. "We use this vehicle a lot for just such occasions. If the other
guys wife's come around and they want a quick piece of ass, they head back
here. I told the guys I'd be using it so they know not to bother us," he
bragged.

As I watched him start to unzip his coveralls the rest of the way down, I
reached in my pocket and produced a condom. It shinned like a sliver dollar
in the bright sun as I extended my hand toward him.

"Really bro, you're going to make me wear one today," he asked astonished
that I produced one?

"Thought you wanted to save some money," I offered as I pulled my tee-shirt
up over my head?

"How much you going to charge me to go without then," he asked as he
reached for his wallet? "I got thirty dollars, that enough?"

I saw a twenty and a ten-dollar bill when he reached out and offered it to
me. "Yeah, that's good," I answered as I grabbed the money and shoved it
and the condom in my front pocket.

"I hope that pussy hasn't been used today," he asked as I crawled in on my
hands and knees? "You're the first in a couple days," I answered back as I
slipped my shorts to my knees and he crawled in behind me. "Dam its fucking
hot in here," I spoke as he moved his naked body against my back. He
coughed up some spit and coated his cock behind me as I glanced around. The
windows along the side of the vehicle were frosted with the funeral home
name still etched into the glass. Within seconds, he was forcing himself
inside me.  The old car still had some bounce in her springs as it rocked
up and down with his movement. My hard cock rubbed against the course
material under me and stimulated me even more. Beads of sweat rolled off
our bodies and stained the fabric darker everywhere it hit.  As was the
case before, once he shot his load in me, he was up and off me
quickly. Standing at the edge of the back bumper, he took a piss as I
slowly moved my body back out of the car.

"Nice and tight today buddy," he said as he spit on the ground and zipped
up. "It's well worth the extra money to feel that warm asshole gripping my
cock without a barrier," he bragged. "That's twice for us already. I hope
there's more opportunities for me to coat your insides."





A couple days after that, from out of the blue, I received a text from
Theo. "We need to talk friend," it said. "I know your pissed at me but we
need to discuss some things," followed next. It took me a few hours before
I responded. I weighed all the pros and cons of allowing him to come to my
place to talk. I thought about just meeting in a parking lot somewhere but
figured this was a matter that couldn't be settled quicky. Maybe it was
time to spill my guts and tell of the deception on my part about being a
cop all along. If we were putting all the cards on the table, I needed to
confess to my sins also. When I answered him back and agreed we needed to
meet up, he was grateful. When I texted my address, he was quite surprised
but pleased he responded. We finally worked out that Saturday afternoon
around 1 PM was good for both of us. His final text was funny but sweet at
the same time. "Could you please let Junior fuck you again? He's crazy
about you and is driving me nuts talking about you all the time. Everything
that happened is my fault. Cut the kid some slack please."

When Saturday rolled around, I was nervous as fuck. I thought about moving
my patrol vehicle down the street to maybe hid my occupation. She was a
beauty having just been washed and looking very intimidating. Black in
color with a light bar atop her, she reeked law enforcement. That along
with a large reflective shield of my state on the two front doors, with
State Trooper atop it left nothing to the imagination. Besides my vehicle,
I realized everything in this house screamed cop. From my academy pictures
in unform on the wall to my accommodations mounted, I was law enforcement!

If he was coming here, it was time to man up I thought to myself. I'd
cleaned things up nicely not really sure as to why I did. My place wasn't
dirty but I had slacked off on vacuuming. I made sure I got my hair cut
yesterday and laid in the sun some out on the deck before shift. Deep down
I wanted to look good for him. Standing at the front window, I stared out
the blinds for almost a half hour before he was to show up. True to form, a
large new pickup truck slowly pulled in front of my house. With heavily
tinted windows, I couldn't see who was driving. Within seconds, my phone
pinged.

"You sure you gave me the right address," it read?

Answering back that it was and that I saw him pull up, he quickly answered
back. "What about that big state trooper SUV sitting in your driveway? Are
the police waiting for me inside dude," he asked?

After I reassured him that it was my ride, I moved back to my window and
saw him open his door slowly. As he got out, he looked even more impressive
in regular cloths. Tall, good looking and walking with a definite swagger,
my cock betrayed me instantly. Dressed in a tee shirt and baggy shorts, he
slowly made his way up my driveway towards my front door. I studied his
crotch as he walked looking for any evidence of that big fucker he was
packing. Ringing my doorbell, I opened the squeaky door slowly and reviled
myself. As he stepped in, he looked around cautiously as I closed the door
behind him.

"You're a mother fucking State cop," he asked as he turned and looked back
at me? Before I could answer, he added, "Is this for real bro? Have I been
throwing the cock to a cop?"

"Yeah, it's all true," I answered back as he stepped closer to me. "I had
to keep my identity a secret," you can understand that right," I asked?

"Yeah, I understand more now," he answered as he stepped right against
me. "Guess it explains why you freaked out so much about the video. Man, am
I the luckiest guy in the fucking world or what," he whispered as he
grabbed me in his arms? Within seconds, he was locking lips with mine. I
feel into his arms without any resistance and my right hand instantly went
to his crotch. I was rewarded with the fullness of his cock and balls as we
exchanged tongues and spit. Breaking our kiss, he looked me in the eyes. "I
defiantly gotta fuck you right now bro. I aint emptied my sack in days and
my nuts are turning blue. Which way is your bedroom," he asked?

I hesitated at first, saying we need to talk about a few things before that
can happen. "Unless you got news that your pregnant by me already, it can
wait. Right now, I want some cop pussy. Which way is the bedroom," he asked
in a commanding kind of voice this time?

He followed me down the hallway expressing how much he liked my place. When
we entered into my bedroom, he instantly pulled his tee shirt over his
head. I walked over and pulled the comforter and blankets to the foot of
the bed.

"Mind if I take a piss before we get started," he asked behind me?

"Sure," I answered as I pointed towards my bathroom. It was the first time
I had ever had another male in my bed or use my bathroom I thought as I
watched him walk thru the bathroom door. My cock was already hard as a rock
and outlined fully in my shorts. As I fished thru my nightstand to find the
lube I use to jack off with, I heard his strong piss stream echo from the
bathroom. As I nervously removed my tee shirt, I heard him flush the hopper
and walk out.

"Nice big shower their guy," he complemented me on as he kicked off his
sneakers. "looks like that will fit me fine for showers afterwards. I'll
let you know what shampoo and soap I like so you can pick some up for
me. Grab me a tooth brush also bro. It'll make the place feel more like a
base of operations for me."

I nodded my head affirmatively but I was taken back by his cocky
attitude. We hadn't ever fucked yet and he was planning his return visits,
I thought to myself. I then watched him pull his shorts and underwear
down. Instantly I was rewarded with seeing the object of my obsession.

"I'll bring some of my underwear next time I stop over. I like to pull on
clean shorts after I shower," he smiled. "it would be nice if your cleared
me some drawer space somewhere so I can get at them easily."

As he stepped towards me, I slid my shorts and underwear down and off
also. Standing with his hands on his hips in front of me, I squirted a
large amount of liquid from the bottle and coated his limp cock with it. As
I moved my hand over his shaft, it quickly came to life. I stopped for a
second as I witnessed that big shaft begin to come alive. Looking up at him
shyly, I smiled as I reached between my legs and coated my pucker. He
gripped my cock that was pointing up between us both and pumped my shaft a
few times. "You ready for this bitch?"

I wanted it on my back and he was quick to crawl between my upturned
legs. I breathed rapidly with anticipation of that pole sliding in me
again. He wasn't fucking around today and instantly pushed his cock head
against my pucker. I grunted with hesitation as I felt its wetness push
against me. As he collapsed atop me, his cock breached my asshole. He could
feel the natural defense mechanism my body offered up.

"Shit," he uttered out loud as he stopped his advancement. "I forgot to
bring in the amyl nitrite in with me. I always keep some in my pants pocket
for occasions like this. But honestly, I never thought in a million years
I'd be getting pussy off you today. I can slip on my jockey shorts and run
out to my truck really quick," he offered up as I felt him raise up. "I
always keep another bottle hidden."

Instantly the image of a black man walking down my driveway in just his
underwear, flashed before my eyes. With his fly gapped open as he walked, I
envisioned it happening. I could only imagine what my neighbors would say
or think if they saw him. The lack of never seeing any females around my
place would really be brought into question then. Seeing a half-naked man
proudly walking to his truck and then back inside would be gossip chatter
for sure. As he started pulling what little of his cock that was already
inside me out, I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him closer to
me again.

"I can do this without the poopers," I quickly said as I started pulling
him back towards me. "We'll use them next time but for now, I just want to
feel you inside me."

"Fucking horny little bitch aint you. Suit yourself," he replied as he
moved back into position. "You know you're going to be sore later. It'll
make it a whole lot easier on you. You sure, you don't want me to go get
them," he asked again?

When I arched my ass up higher and hugged him tighter, he uttered," Alright
then."

Instantly he moved inside me deeper and my brow expressed the discomfort I
was already experiencing. I stifled any moaning and tried not to breath in
too deeply to show him I could take this. At one point I couldn't help
myself and blurted out, "Easy, easy, please" I pleaded.

"I'll go easy baby," he cooed to me as he wrapped his arms behind my
neck. "I know it's a lot to take at first without some chemical help.  "You
been away from this big cock for too long. I had you all broke in before,
now look at you. Come on, raise your ass up a little more," he
instructed. As I complied, he sunk in deeper and my mouth flew open as I
gasped for air.

"Right about here is always some resistance," he whispered to me as he
inched deeper and hit a barrier. I felt it within myself also. He rocked
back and forth slowly for about thirty seconds pushing steadily. "Just
relax and let it happen," he softly spoke. "Your bodies fighting it but you
know you want it. This is where the amyl helps out the most." Within
seconds of him saying that, I felt the resistance subside some and he
bucked forward. "There you go babe," Open up for me he whispered. With a
low moan in his voice, he sighed, "I'm in now. It's a beautiful thing for
me to feel when you give way and allow me in." Grabbing his big arms, I
pushed back against them as I felt him sink into the deepness of my bowels.

"No man's land other than me, that's where I'm headed now," he said as I
felt him going deep. "Resist all you want now but I have you already. I'm
already leaking my slime in you; I can feel it. Now, raise them hips up
again, the last bit is almost there," he commanded.

When I felt his hairy balls moved against my butt cheeks, I knew I was
fully on that long pole.  I let go with a deep sigh of accomplishment as I
looked up at him. He was grinning down at me and then kissed the top of my
forehead. He pulled out slightly and then moved back into me as I groaned
out loud. He repeated that a few more times before he slowly started to
talk.

"So, we cool now guy," he asked? As I nodded my head yes, he pulled out and
moved back into me slowly. "I didn't like you being pissed at me. You're
some really good pussy and I want to continue tapping this thing. I'm ready
to make this a regular situation between us both, if you are," he asked? As
I again nodded, he repeated his hip action. "Let's say we start off with
every Saturday afternoon from now on with options of more often as we work
things out," he then asked?

"Is it alright if I fuck still around with Junior," I asked in a
pathetically sounding submissive voice?  "Yeah sure, I'm cool with Junior
getting some of this. But with me just starting off getting at you regular,
I want you to focus on my needs first. Give the kid a few hits at this
asshole but limit him. Start sucking him off more to satisfy that young
buck's hunger."


As he started to really pile drive my asshole, he asked one more time
before shutting up and fucking me hard. "We cool man," he asked in my ear?

"Yes, yes," I moaned over and over as he kissed my neck and continued to
fuck me! I could feel my cock rubbing back and forth against his lower
belly. It was swelled so hard, it hurt much like did when I was a teenager
needing relief. I could feel the slickness of my natural lubricant leaking
excessively from my piss slit, easing the friction between us. When I
looked down between us, his lower belly skin shinned as my cock head peaked
up at me looking snotty as hell.


Laying together in afterglow, I ran my hand over his limp cock and balls as
he lay beside me. Dipping my fingers in the large puddles of cum I shot up
on him, I coated my fluid onto his shaft and balls. His dark skin glowed
with a fine shine of sweat covering his upper body. My head was against his
right pec with his large bicep curled around my upper body. Occasionally
running his hand down my damp shoulder and around my back, he complemented
me on our lovemaking.

"You did real good man," he bragged as he pulled me closer. "You like the
way I moved in tighter and nudged the last bit of my shaft into you before
I popped off? No man will ever get his cock head deeper in you then I just
did. That's a bond you and I will always have between us. When I fire off
inside you, it's an amazing feeling of warmth my cock head feels. To know
no other man will ever spit where I breed you is a fucking special
gift. And man, that was a heavy load my balls were carrying around. The old
lady is pissed at me and cut me off. I'm thinking now that I have your
pussy as a regular thing again, she doesn't have control over my junk
anymore," he confessed as he kissed the top of my head. "We're going to be
spending a lot of time together in bed my man."

I watched him shower as I sat on the toilet. I wasn't shitting or anything,
in fact I was wearing my undershorts. I already found with him that I was
seeded so deep, I never felt the need to dump. There was definitely sperm
froth around my pucker, I could feel its wetness. Apparently from my
asshole cleaning his shaft as it withdraws, I'm figuring.  I was just
mesmerized watching his dark figure thru the frosted shower doors. He sang
a few bars of music and laughed knowing I was outside listening.

Fixated watching him dry off his large body, I remained seated as his cock
flopped around at eye level.

"I'm thinking that once a week isn't going to be enough for me," he
wondered out loud as he dried between his butt cheeks looking at me? "I
like to keep my nuts emptied regularly. What you think about getting
together like two/three times a week? My question to you officer is, what
you looking from me? You want a regular set of balls tapping against your
butt cheeks you can count on?  A man who will shoot you full of his seed
and treat you like the pussy you want to be? There's no shame in admitting
it to the man who just plugged your ass," he answered smugly.

I sat up taller and looked up at him listening to him talk to me that
way. He knew all my secrets without me ever telling him them. "Couple times
a week might be good for me," I answered as I curled my toes. "I am looking
for a regular connection. It would be nice to not have to worry all the
time looking for it."

"Guess that answers my question," he replied back as he rubbed his head
dry. Then he put his leg up on the hopper between my spread ones and he
dried his calf and foot looking down at me. "I've got a firm rule we need
to discuss before I begin tapping your pussy regular. You know I' married
so there isn't going to anything between us other than a sexual thing. I'll
kiss and make some good love to you but know now it won't go anywhere
further then the bedroom. You keep my ball sack emptied and I'll keep you
well fucked. It's a good arrangement for us both. Don't go fucking it up
and getting attached to me and we'll work out fine. You go down that road
and its over between us. What about Sundays? You want me to come over
tomorrow and dump a load inside you? You free?"

"Yeah, tomorrow works," I said way too quickly as I then stood. "And I
understand what you're saying about not getting too attached. It's not what
I'm looking for at this time in my life anyways so we'll be perfect
together," I reassured him.

"The old lady and the kids will be at church early so I can sneak out and
stop over," he said as he tossed the towel on the floor. "Might have to be
a quick fuck and dump till I can work out a plan to get away longer on
Sundays. Couple more times of me opening you up again and you'll be taking
me much easier," he smiled. "Tomorrow will be a good check to see how well
your insides are adjusting to being moved around again. After we conquer
that, I can get in easier and slow breed you a lot longer. Take my time and
really make you dance off the end of my cock," he bragged.


We walked out of the bathroom together as I followed behind. I admired his
"V" shaped back that tapered down to a narrow waist. His beautiful naked
ass rocked back and forth as he walked. I sat at the end of my bed as I
watched him get dressed. After pulling on his underwear and shorts, he
grabbed his sneakers and then sat beside me as he pulled one on. He smelled
so clean and looked so tall towering over me as we sat together. Causally
as he slipped his shoe on and started to lace it, he spoke.

"You know we gotta produce another video of us together, my viewers are
demanding it."


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