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By *airylad OP Man
4 weeks ago
Hertfordshire |
His cock head is slicked and pushing on my tight hole, I can feel his hips pushing forward and his hands grip me hard to pull me in.
“Let daddy in son” he whispers in my ear, it sends goosebumps down my back.
I feel it, the pop as I relent and his cock head breaks through. Fucking hell, I feel it all through my body. I hear a loud groan from Mr Cox, with that he leans back.
He’s looking down and taking in the sight of his cock head disappearing into my hole.
My ring is adjusting to him, it’s tense around him and twitching like mad. Then I feel him, push forward. He’s slowly sinking his cock into me, inch after inch stretching me wider as his cock thickens as it reaches the base. Oh god…fuck that’s wide.
“Fucking hell son…I’m going to ruin your arse”
And with that he pulls his cock right back, just to the tip, literally the last possible millimetre still inside me and then he slams back in…full force that I’m pushed against the table. And other, and another.
Then he starts a rhythm…his cock stretching me and me enjoying every fucking second.
He’s really banging and he’s so verbal…it’s so fucking hot.
There’s one big thrust into me and he sinks into my back, licks some sweat off the back of my neck and says “I want to watch you as I fuck you son.”
He pulls out, swift, it takes my breath away. The sensation of being full then gone. A rush of cold hit my wet slicked hole.
He grabs my hips and turns me round, I hike myself onto the dining table and he pulls me forward to him.
He grabs my legs and pulls them over so they are on his shoulders, his cock is back at my hole, I can feel it hard and wet.
He holds one of my feet in his hand next to his head and kisses and licks the side of it, his other hand on my thigh and holding me firm as his cock slips inside me once again. It goes a lot easier this time that he’s opened me up and my hole is lubed nicely.
He looks down into my eyes as he sinks his thick cock into me in one big thrust of his hips. His hand is gripping my thigh so tight, I’m gripping his chest…that build is using its force to fuck me.
“Fuck boy…you make me so hot”
He starts building and a long rhythm of his hips thrusting into me resumes, each time he takes it to the hilt I moan so fucking loud.
The word Daddy has come out far too many times!!
He’s sweating, it’s dripping down him and I can see him scrunch his face. He pushes my legs back against me and picks up speed. I’m pinned and at his mercy as he gets faster and furious with his thrusts…he’s loud now.
“Fuck, fuck, fucking take my cum” and with that he takes one last thrust to hilt and I feel it. A stream inside me, his cock pulsing as my hole twitches and tightens around him.
The gush of cum sends me going and my cock explodes, no warning. Just a stream out and over my hairy chest.
Mr Cox looks down at me and smiles as his cock twitches inside releasing a further stream inside me.
“Fucking hell…my legs” he says. He holds the side of the table and pulls his cock out of me. “How the fuck do you do that to me boy?”
He looks down at my cum covered body, leans over and licks a stream of cum from my stomach. “Iv got you inside me now too.” |
Iv managed to have a bit of a lie in this morning, a lazy Sunday was definitely needed.
Stacey’s party got a bit crazy, a threesome with Pete and her dad was definitely not on my list when I left the house on Friday.
After being fucked by both of them in the garage me and Pete shared a taxi home and once we got back we ended up in the passage between our houses.
We just kissed and let our hands explore while stood in the chill air at 3am. It was nice and a nice way to end that evening, a bit of closeness between us.
So now it’s Sunday and I’m knackered, absolutely spent and my legs are bloody aching, I should really learn how to do the splits and stretch out the inside of my thighs. I don’t think that cold garage floor was doing me any wonders.
The last few days have been a blur so just lying in bed naked and letting my hand fondle my soft and warm cock is quite nice.
My phone buzzes on the bed next to me, I don’t recognise the number on the message.
“Brendan, it’s Gerry. Thinking I can do a lot better than I did Friday night, the girls are heading out so come round”
Fuck…I mean I was fairly happy with Gerry’s performance the other night even though it was rushed…I certainly wouldn’t mind seeing how he would up his game though.
Stacey did message me yesterday and say she was out all day Sunday with her Mum and Sister and did I want to join but I didn’t really clock it would mean Mr Cox would have a free house.
His message is still open on my phone when it buzzes again in my hand, a picture comes through.
Fuck me it’s hot! It’s a downward view, standing in his Kitchen, a cup of coffee in his right hand, dressing gown open, slippers on and his beautiful thick cock standing straight out.
I’m sold, “I’ll get sorted and come round.”
Ok…now to shower and prep…again! 
