Sex stories

Barely out of the station, I spotted a car flashing its headlights at me; I settled in next to Ismaël, buckled my seatbelt and immediately plunged toward his crotch to breathe in the smell of his cock and start making it hard... he grabbed me by the hair to pull me back up: "Hold on a second, Cock-junkie, first you're going to tell me how you got those two guys on the train to fuck you like a bitch on your way to see me..." I told him about my journey in full detail, leaving nothing out, though he had followed most of it live on the video call; he gave off a faint scent of fresh sweat mixed with testosterone that turned me on, and I had to hold myself back from jumping on him, sniffing and licking him all over... he seemed to notice and finally gave me permission to bury my nose in his crotch, where I took long deep breaths of his musky dampness that excited me more than poppers. "You did well the other night, but now you're going to see what it's like when a real man knows how to take care of you — not two hick railway workers!" He had hiked up my leg and was already sliding a skilled finger into my hole, still wide open and dripping with the two railwaymen's juices, I bellowed with pleasure... "Hold on... it's already all open and nicely lubricated in there! You must be a real bitch in heat to get yourself in this state!" "I am! You're the one who got me this way with your video call, I fucked two guys to let off steam because I missed your cock!" He brought his hand to his mouth and licked his fingers: "Mmm! You smell good, you taste good... and you're going to get everything: my fingers, my mouth, and especially my cock! Your ass is going to have to welcome my dick and collect my cum, and my piss as a bonus!" Barely out of the car, he took me in his arms, slammed me against the wall of the house, and while leaning toward me gave me a masterful kiss, his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth; his left hand supported my head while his right slid down my back, caressing my ass and teasing my throbbing hole with a finger. I was discovering a guy who hadn't revealed himself during our first encounter, probably addicted to hard, trashy sex but also capable of great sensuality and an unexpected tenderness. "Hmm! It's wet, it's trembling, it's throbbing... you're receptive, I love that, it turns me on!" Without warning he lifted me in his arms to carry me over the threshold, crossed the room and gently set me down on a sofa: "I want your ass so badly I can't wait, seeing you get fucked like a slut on the train got me so hot, strip naked before I tear your clothes off!" No sooner said than done — I found myself bare-ass naked with my back arched, offered up like the last of the whores, my hands spreading my cheeks to show off my impatient hole... he put me on my back, legs raised and spread, slid a thick cushion under my lower back, spat a big wad on my hole and started fingering me: "Slut, you're already completely open! Ah, those two railway workers didn't hold back... I'm going to wreck your hole and pack their juice deep in your fuck-hole!" He pulled down the fly of his German shorts, freeing his massive already-erect cock, adorned with a huge Prince Albert he hadn't been wearing at our first encounter at the Mensch: "Oh yes, you're going to feel it in your ass, I take it off for first encounters and for hookups at bathhouses, but here you're going to have it all weekend!" The ring must have been about twelve millimetres of rod thickness and four or five centimetres in diameter, its weight must have been close to two hundred grams, it was glistening with pre-cum: "Look me right in the eyes while I fuck you, I want to be able to read your pleasure in your gaze, keep the connection!" He drove his shaft of over twenty-seven centimetres in one thrust all the way to his balls which slapped against my ass, his scarlet pubic hair tickling the entrance of my hole: "Oh fuck! That feels so good... it's warm, it's soft, it's throbbing... it's the first time a guy has sucked my cock in with such hunger!" I had opened myself completely to let him in easily, then immediately clenched my ass to amplify his sensations; he began rolling his hips while holding my gaze: "I'm going to breed you like the bitch in heat you are who's just begging for it! It's going to be bestial, purely animal fucking, you'll have to take it!" "Go on, let yourself go, we're both dying for it, I think I showed you the other night at the Mensch that I didn't need to be treated like a princess..." "Oh we'll talk about the Mensch evening later, it earned me a few phone calls, but not right now... and now you can scream all you want, it won't raise anyone in the neighbourhood and it'll turn me on even more!" He started pounding my hole like a jackhammer, his ring feeling like it had a life of its own deep in my ass; my legs were braced on his shoulders, he gripped my hips to hold me firm and stared unblinking right into my eyes. "Fuck, what a great ass! You're going to spend the whole weekend with my cock inside you!" That prospect turned me on even more, my cock was dripping with pre-cum that Ismaël collected and made me lick, I started moaning like a bitch with his fingers in my mouth, he gently stroked my tongue and the entrance to my throat as if to make sure his cock would be well received there when it left my ass. I asked him to make sure he let me cum from my ass without touching my cock: "Of course, I know how to do that!" He started aiming for my prostate, varying the angle and depth of his thrusts, while holding back his own panting... I started squealing like a pig and writhing in every direction. "Yeah, come on, wreck my hole! I've been waiting years for a well-hung top to make me cum from my ass, now that I've found you I'm keeping you, your cock belongs to me, it fits my holes perfectly..." "Oh fuck! A bottom who wants more and has the gift of the gab on top of it! You I'm not going to let slip away!" He started picking up the pace and I felt his cock swell even more inside me... I then began the tantric contractions I had introduced him to at the Mensch evening; his cock was filing my channel along its full length, almost completely withdrawing from my ass before immediately plunging back in to the balls. I urged him on: "Yeah, that's good, let yourself go, don't be shy, you're making me feel great, focus on your pleasure!" I kept up my contractions and felt his cock throbbing: "I feel like you're wanking me with your ass, you're milking the cum out of me..." "Go on, don't hold back, breed me, mark your territory, anyway you know you can start again as many times as you want all weekend... you've got the green light... I've already marked you with piss and cum the other night, now you belong to me!" "Yeah, go on, wreck my hole! I've been waiting years for a well-hung top to make me cum from my ass, now that I've found you I'm keeping you, your cock belongs to me, it fits my holes perfectly..." "Oh fuck! A bottom who wants more and has the gift of the gab on top of it! You I'm not going to let slip away!" He started picking up the pace and I felt his cock swell even more inside me... I then began the tantric contractions I had introduced him to at the Mensch evening; his cock was filing my channel along its full length, almost completely withdrawing from my ass before immediately plunging back in to the balls. I urged him on: "Yeah, that's good, let yourself go, don't be shy, you're making me feel great, focus on your pleasure!" I kept up my contractions and felt his cock throbbing: "I feel like you're wanking me with your ass, you're milking the cum out of me..." "Go on, don't hold back, breed me, mark your territory, anyway you know you can start again as many times as you want all weekend... Yeah, fuck me, flood my ass, I belong to you!" I came like never before! Ismaël pulled out, telling me to clench my ass and go empty myself in the toilet, then join him on the terrace for a chat... (to be continued...)