This guy came to fix the air conditioning at work and he was the kind of guy that just pushed all my buttons. He had big shoulders, about a thirty two inch waist and a meaty ass; a real nice combination. His hair was jet black, his skin pale and he had really sexy, naughty looking blue eyes.
I watched him work and kept stealing lustful glances at his juicy ass as he bent over. I was hoping to get to see some workman’s crack but he didn’t show any. When he got done I started talking to him. And somehow the subject came round to sex. He really shocked me when he told me that he was dating a married woman. I asked if her husband knew about it.
‘Oh yeah,’ he drawled. ‘See he’s the cuckold and I’m the bull.’
It was like he was speaking a different language so I asked him to elaborate. He was real open about the whole situation and explained to me how he fucked his girlfriend while her husband watched and how afterwards the husband would lick her pussy clean. I felt so incredibly turned on at the thought of another straight guy eating this hot man’s cream - even if it was from his wife’s pussy – that I could hardly breathe.
‘That’s not fair;’ I protested ‘ you let him eat your cream when I would give anything in the world to collect your nectar from the source.’
‘You wanna suck me off?’ he asked.
‘Yep.’ I gulped.
‘Is there somewhere safe?’
I led him to a store room and locked the door behind me. My knees were just about shaking I was so horned up for this hot man. I couldn’t believe that he was going to let me suck his dick and asked him if he let any other guys do this.
‘Lydia’s husband sucks me off sometimes, when she demands that he does.’ He told me. ‘Other times he just licks it to get it lubricated so he can slip it up inside her.’
My fingers trembled as I reached for his fly button. As I unzipped I caught sight of his thick beast in his faded white underpants. I got down on my knees and tugged his jeans down to his ankles and buried my face up against the soft cloth and inhaled his manly scent. His underpants were so old and frayed they were just about see through and I could see that he had a cut cock with a seriously flared cap. Hooking my thumbs in his waistband I now lowered his underpants and his thick, pale cock sprung free. His bush was dark and very thick and once more I sniffed his divine muskiness as I played with his big, brown balls.
‘I took a shower this morning, promise.’ He said.
I came of his juicy piece and looked up at him and told him that I loved the way he smelled. Already the soap that he had used for his morning shower was no longer evident as it was replaced by his crotch funk and sweaty, musky maleness. I couldn’t get enough of him. Out the corner of my eye I saw him look at his watch and I decided that I hadn’t a minute to lose. Guiding his fat mushroom cap into my hungry mouth I swirled my tongue all over it but paying particular attention to that massive ridge and the sensitive underside of his cockhead. He sighed softly as he took hold of my head and gently started forcing his seven inch hog down my throat. I let him use me as my hands played up and down his well developed, and very furry, thighs.
He gently face fucked me while mumbling his appreciation and my hands started to trace the outline of his hot crack. How much I wanted to get into his ass, to see it cracked open for my delectation but I figured that was probably one step too far, even for a big old bull like him. Besides we didn’t really have the time. His company was charging my company by the hour. My boss would have blow a gasket if he had found out that I had spent half an hour eating the big man’s ass out on company time. I took hold of the root of his massively thick cock and slowly slid back up his shaft until I had just the fat head in my mouth. I could taste his delicious precum and now I used every skill that I possessed to work his cockhead into surrender. It didn’t take long. I heard his heavy breathing change into little gasps and then splatt! A huge load of creamy jizz filled my mouth and I swallowed hard so as not to waste a precious drop.
‘Wow! That was hot.’ He said as he stuffed himself away.
He surprised me by giving me a bear hug and kissing my cheek. Then the moment was over. It was time for him, and me, to get back to work.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Diary Of A Cockhungry Manslut - June 13
After the big cocked fucker left our apartment last night Joe and I lay back on the bed and he told me how he had met the guy quite by chance when he had been out with a friend. He asked me if I was angry and I could quite truthfully tell him that I was, a little, at first but my anger had soon been overcome by the lust I felt watching him get fucked.
We lay together and talked for ages, stroking each other and kissing and cuddling. It felt wonderful! It was almost as good as when we first met. The only thing that had blighted our relationship was the guilt I felt when I checked out other guy’s butts and dreamed of sinking into their slippery chutes or going down on my knees and servicing some hot stranger who I had only just met two minutes ago. But now, Joe told me, there was no need to feel guilty. The wobbly assed guy hadn’t been his first anonymous fuck and I sure as hell intended to make up for lost time.
Today I made an excuse to get out of the apartment by myself and headed down to the park. I got chatting to this lean, wiry red headed dude who had an ever so slightly scruffy and dangerous air about him. I found him visually exciting and his dark brown eyes and crooked smile made him look very mischievous; I wanted to get to know him real bad. Before, I would have made sure to keep the conversation neutral but now I had been let off the hook; I slowly steered the conversation round to a place where he could have had little doubt about what I wanted. And, lucky me, he took the bait.
‘Are you just going to tease me or are you going to show me what’s on offer?’ he asked.
‘You got a place we could go?’ I asked.
‘Nah,’ he said, and I felt dejected. ‘Married, you see. Not too happily but married all the same.’
Hearing those magic words were like waving a red flag at a bull. I had to have him, just had to have his lean, mean red-headed beauty. He was like a wound coil, all taut and ready to unravel. I needed to take the full hit of his splooge fountain right up the ass or down my throat. There was no other choice; I would have to take him back to the apartment and share him with Joe.
You should have seen the look on Joe’s face when I walked in with this hot dude in tow. I took him straight into the bedroom, ignoring the quizzical look on Joe’s face. After all, he had done the same to me just yesterday.
‘Your room mate okay with his?’ the red head asked.
‘He might even join in, if you like.’ I replied.
From the grin on his face I guessed he liked the sound of what I was telling him. I went up to him and cupped his red-stubbled face in my hands.
‘Do you kiss?’ I asked.
‘Not usually…’ he replied.
That was answer enough for me. I brought my face up close to his and pressed my lips against his sweet red, ripe lips. He was a little reluctant at first before he let me in and soon our tongues were locked in a sexy tussle. My hands played down his muscular back; there wasn’t an ounce of fat on this man. Lower still my hands traveled until they were cupped around his tiny cheeks. I would have loved a bit more buttflesh to get a hold of but the big, thick cock crushed against me more than made up for his lack of butt. I was aware that Joe had entered the room and was watching us and I felt even more turned on than before and soon I had to break off the kiss because the excitement was making my head spin and I needed air.
I started undoing his shirt and marveled and the smooth paleness of his torso. He had not a single chest hair and his nipples were tiny pink nubs. I lifted his arms above his head and he had just the faintest hint of damp ginger fuzz but the scent of him was intoxicating. I greedily licked his armpits as Joe came up behind me and started squeezing my ass. I turned away from the red-head’s pits and kissed my lover briefly before getting down on my knees and tugging on his fly button. As I lowered his jeans I caught sight of his massive tool snagged in his tight, red underpants. I heard Joe gasp; he was probably remembering how he had been filled by a cock of similar girth yesterday.
I peeled the ivory skinned stud’s underpants down his long, shapely legs that were dusted with ginger-gold hair. Up sprang his pale, throbbing cock with its very red and moist looking head. He had a thick bush of fiery copper colored fuzz and I greedily buried my nose in his fur now and inhaled his crotch funk as my hands stroked up his thighs and sought out his deliciously large, pink orbs. They were as smooth as satin in my hand and I brought my face out of his pubes just in time to see Joe disappear around the back of the stranger. I heard him gasp and I knew that Jo’s tongue had found the bull’s eye. I was so fucking turned on right at that minute that I just about creamed my underpants. I opened wide and took his secretion-coated cockhead into my mouth and savored his sexual tang as he slid over my tongue into the back of my throat.
I feel Joe’s warm fingers over mine as I held on to the red-head’s hips as I nursed his big, fat, juicy and tasty cock. He was really getting into the way we were servicing him because he didn’t let up on all his horny moaning and groaning.
‘Ohh eat my ass!’ he growled, and I figured that this was something that wasn’t on the menu at home.
Five minutes later Joe and I traded places and I felt faint with desire as I pulled his skinny cheeks apart and gazed lustily at his moist pink hole. It was surprisingly large and I wondered if perhaps he used a dildo on himself. I went into a feeding frenzy as I forced my tongue deeper and deeper into his warm interior, desperate to outdo Joe in the pleasure stakes. I was rewarded by him telling me how good that felt but by now my attention had turned to my own twitching sphincter. The thought of being penetrated by his thick, hard cock was very appealing.
I got up and undressed and lubed myself up. Then I went up to Joe and pulled him to his feet and briefly kissed him before bending in front of the redhead and ensnaring him in my ass. He went absolutely ape-shit then, grabbing my hips and thrusting like there was no tomorrow. It hurt like hell and I was about to beg him to take it easy when he suddenly yelped and flooded my ass with his heavy load.
‘Thanks, that was the best fuck I’ve had in a long, long time.’ He said as he whipped his still hard cock out of my sorry ass. ‘So fuckin’ tight!’
We watched him dress. It was clear that he was in a hurry to get out of there. Fortunately Joe and I had each other to console each other with and we had an amazingly gentle and long lovemaking session after that hot red-headed hunk had bolted back to his wife.
We lay together and talked for ages, stroking each other and kissing and cuddling. It felt wonderful! It was almost as good as when we first met. The only thing that had blighted our relationship was the guilt I felt when I checked out other guy’s butts and dreamed of sinking into their slippery chutes or going down on my knees and servicing some hot stranger who I had only just met two minutes ago. But now, Joe told me, there was no need to feel guilty. The wobbly assed guy hadn’t been his first anonymous fuck and I sure as hell intended to make up for lost time.
Today I made an excuse to get out of the apartment by myself and headed down to the park. I got chatting to this lean, wiry red headed dude who had an ever so slightly scruffy and dangerous air about him. I found him visually exciting and his dark brown eyes and crooked smile made him look very mischievous; I wanted to get to know him real bad. Before, I would have made sure to keep the conversation neutral but now I had been let off the hook; I slowly steered the conversation round to a place where he could have had little doubt about what I wanted. And, lucky me, he took the bait.
‘Are you just going to tease me or are you going to show me what’s on offer?’ he asked.
‘You got a place we could go?’ I asked.
‘Nah,’ he said, and I felt dejected. ‘Married, you see. Not too happily but married all the same.’
Hearing those magic words were like waving a red flag at a bull. I had to have him, just had to have his lean, mean red-headed beauty. He was like a wound coil, all taut and ready to unravel. I needed to take the full hit of his splooge fountain right up the ass or down my throat. There was no other choice; I would have to take him back to the apartment and share him with Joe.
You should have seen the look on Joe’s face when I walked in with this hot dude in tow. I took him straight into the bedroom, ignoring the quizzical look on Joe’s face. After all, he had done the same to me just yesterday.
‘Your room mate okay with his?’ the red head asked.
‘He might even join in, if you like.’ I replied.
From the grin on his face I guessed he liked the sound of what I was telling him. I went up to him and cupped his red-stubbled face in my hands.
‘Do you kiss?’ I asked.
‘Not usually…’ he replied.
That was answer enough for me. I brought my face up close to his and pressed my lips against his sweet red, ripe lips. He was a little reluctant at first before he let me in and soon our tongues were locked in a sexy tussle. My hands played down his muscular back; there wasn’t an ounce of fat on this man. Lower still my hands traveled until they were cupped around his tiny cheeks. I would have loved a bit more buttflesh to get a hold of but the big, thick cock crushed against me more than made up for his lack of butt. I was aware that Joe had entered the room and was watching us and I felt even more turned on than before and soon I had to break off the kiss because the excitement was making my head spin and I needed air.
I started undoing his shirt and marveled and the smooth paleness of his torso. He had not a single chest hair and his nipples were tiny pink nubs. I lifted his arms above his head and he had just the faintest hint of damp ginger fuzz but the scent of him was intoxicating. I greedily licked his armpits as Joe came up behind me and started squeezing my ass. I turned away from the red-head’s pits and kissed my lover briefly before getting down on my knees and tugging on his fly button. As I lowered his jeans I caught sight of his massive tool snagged in his tight, red underpants. I heard Joe gasp; he was probably remembering how he had been filled by a cock of similar girth yesterday.
I peeled the ivory skinned stud’s underpants down his long, shapely legs that were dusted with ginger-gold hair. Up sprang his pale, throbbing cock with its very red and moist looking head. He had a thick bush of fiery copper colored fuzz and I greedily buried my nose in his fur now and inhaled his crotch funk as my hands stroked up his thighs and sought out his deliciously large, pink orbs. They were as smooth as satin in my hand and I brought my face out of his pubes just in time to see Joe disappear around the back of the stranger. I heard him gasp and I knew that Jo’s tongue had found the bull’s eye. I was so fucking turned on right at that minute that I just about creamed my underpants. I opened wide and took his secretion-coated cockhead into my mouth and savored his sexual tang as he slid over my tongue into the back of my throat.
I feel Joe’s warm fingers over mine as I held on to the red-head’s hips as I nursed his big, fat, juicy and tasty cock. He was really getting into the way we were servicing him because he didn’t let up on all his horny moaning and groaning.
‘Ohh eat my ass!’ he growled, and I figured that this was something that wasn’t on the menu at home.
Five minutes later Joe and I traded places and I felt faint with desire as I pulled his skinny cheeks apart and gazed lustily at his moist pink hole. It was surprisingly large and I wondered if perhaps he used a dildo on himself. I went into a feeding frenzy as I forced my tongue deeper and deeper into his warm interior, desperate to outdo Joe in the pleasure stakes. I was rewarded by him telling me how good that felt but by now my attention had turned to my own twitching sphincter. The thought of being penetrated by his thick, hard cock was very appealing.
I got up and undressed and lubed myself up. Then I went up to Joe and pulled him to his feet and briefly kissed him before bending in front of the redhead and ensnaring him in my ass. He went absolutely ape-shit then, grabbing my hips and thrusting like there was no tomorrow. It hurt like hell and I was about to beg him to take it easy when he suddenly yelped and flooded my ass with his heavy load.
‘Thanks, that was the best fuck I’ve had in a long, long time.’ He said as he whipped his still hard cock out of my sorry ass. ‘So fuckin’ tight!’
We watched him dress. It was clear that he was in a hurry to get out of there. Fortunately Joe and I had each other to console each other with and we had an amazingly gentle and long lovemaking session after that hot red-headed hunk had bolted back to his wife.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Diary Of A Cockhungry Manslut - June 12
June 12
Well, the drought is over. I came home last night to a sight that seemed so alien at first that I thought I had to be dreaming. There was this big quivering ass pumping away on our bed. I knew it wasn’t Joe’s ass so that meant that all the moaning and groaning was coming from my lover’s throat as he got pounded by some stranger that was a little too fond of donuts judging by his butt cheek wobble.
I just stood there in shock and didn’t know what to do. I had been faithful to Joe ever since he had made it clear that he would not tolerate my fucking around. And yet now here he was getting drilled deep and loving it.
‘What the fuck?’ I suddenly heard the fucker exclaim.
‘What the fuck indeed.’ I replied. ‘This is my bed and that happens to be my lover you’re fucking.’
He climbed off Joe and looked a little sheepish as he invited me to take a turn. I tell you, I wanted to be outraged, I really did, but the old sluttish ways were rearing their head again. My cock throbbed in my underpants as I quickly stripped off and just about fell into Joe’s lubed and well used hole.
As I fucked my lover the stranger with the wobbly butt started stroking my back and then he stroked lower until he was playfully teasing my balls and butthole. I had already caught sight of his thick, weighty cock and my little pucker just about sang out in anticipation. It had been such a long, long time since anyone other than Joe had touched it and it knew that this was the touch of a stranger. How could I resist when he gently prized my cheeks apart and began to eat me out like I was the most delicious treat in the whole world. That guy certainly knew how to eat ass and while his hot tongue teased and drilled me his experienced hands stroked my thighs and balls.
By the time he started lubing me up I would have paid him to fuck him. My butthole greedily clasped his lubed finger and signaled its intent. He sighed in contentment and before long that sigh had turned into a throaty groan as his thick hog slid into me. I was being filled in a way that Joe could never fill me, and it just felt so deeply satisfying. The stranger was fucking me deeper into my lover’s slippery chute and giving my horny cock a real workout. What a way to break my fast! I took control now and started giving it to Joe real good. He responded by just about bring the walls down with his hungry moans and as I wriggled my bubble butt I was working the stranger’s thick rod in my ass, milking the cream right out of that beauty.
On and on we fucked, lost in complete and utter lust. I had no idea who the man was buried deep in my ass. I didn’t even know if Joe knew him but one thing I did know: I was so happy I thought my head might explode. The love I felt for Joe in that moment just about gave me a heart attack, it was that intense. For the longest time I had been longing for the feel of another man’s hand, for the taste of another stud’s cream and for the sensation of being dominated by another man’s urgent desire but I didn’t want to let Joe down. I tried not to even look at other men when I was out with him and yet here he had gone out and brought home a guy for us both to fuck. The fact that he had been cheating on me and probably hadn’t counted on my finding out about it seemed to slip my mind just then. I was in ecstasy, buried deep in silken warmth and getting rogered in a gentle yet vigorous way that seemed just perfect.
I knew that Joe was close; we had fucked each other so many times that I knew just about what each little signal that he gave off meant. My fucker was also pretty vocal and it almost sounded like he was growling now as he fucked deeper and harder. Each time he pulled his hard dick from my ass my poor pucker protested at the loss of its flesh toy. We were synchronizing now, all three of us getting closer and closer to the edge. And then my fucker pulled out of me, rammed home and let pout a loud yelp as he shot his jizz up my chute. My ass clamped down on his slippery cock as it triggered off my own orgasm and I saw stars as my balls exploded in my lover’s ass. I could feel him gripping my cock with his love lips and then his grunt let me know that he had just creamed off on our sheets.
When we had all disentangled there was awkward silence. I watched the stranger cram his sloppy butt back into his too-tight underpants and waited for Joe to introduce me but realized that he didn’t know the guy’s name either. We said goodbye to the stranger and then I begged Joe to tell me all about how they had met.
Well, the drought is over. I came home last night to a sight that seemed so alien at first that I thought I had to be dreaming. There was this big quivering ass pumping away on our bed. I knew it wasn’t Joe’s ass so that meant that all the moaning and groaning was coming from my lover’s throat as he got pounded by some stranger that was a little too fond of donuts judging by his butt cheek wobble.
I just stood there in shock and didn’t know what to do. I had been faithful to Joe ever since he had made it clear that he would not tolerate my fucking around. And yet now here he was getting drilled deep and loving it.
‘What the fuck?’ I suddenly heard the fucker exclaim.
‘What the fuck indeed.’ I replied. ‘This is my bed and that happens to be my lover you’re fucking.’
He climbed off Joe and looked a little sheepish as he invited me to take a turn. I tell you, I wanted to be outraged, I really did, but the old sluttish ways were rearing their head again. My cock throbbed in my underpants as I quickly stripped off and just about fell into Joe’s lubed and well used hole.
As I fucked my lover the stranger with the wobbly butt started stroking my back and then he stroked lower until he was playfully teasing my balls and butthole. I had already caught sight of his thick, weighty cock and my little pucker just about sang out in anticipation. It had been such a long, long time since anyone other than Joe had touched it and it knew that this was the touch of a stranger. How could I resist when he gently prized my cheeks apart and began to eat me out like I was the most delicious treat in the whole world. That guy certainly knew how to eat ass and while his hot tongue teased and drilled me his experienced hands stroked my thighs and balls.
By the time he started lubing me up I would have paid him to fuck him. My butthole greedily clasped his lubed finger and signaled its intent. He sighed in contentment and before long that sigh had turned into a throaty groan as his thick hog slid into me. I was being filled in a way that Joe could never fill me, and it just felt so deeply satisfying. The stranger was fucking me deeper into my lover’s slippery chute and giving my horny cock a real workout. What a way to break my fast! I took control now and started giving it to Joe real good. He responded by just about bring the walls down with his hungry moans and as I wriggled my bubble butt I was working the stranger’s thick rod in my ass, milking the cream right out of that beauty.
On and on we fucked, lost in complete and utter lust. I had no idea who the man was buried deep in my ass. I didn’t even know if Joe knew him but one thing I did know: I was so happy I thought my head might explode. The love I felt for Joe in that moment just about gave me a heart attack, it was that intense. For the longest time I had been longing for the feel of another man’s hand, for the taste of another stud’s cream and for the sensation of being dominated by another man’s urgent desire but I didn’t want to let Joe down. I tried not to even look at other men when I was out with him and yet here he had gone out and brought home a guy for us both to fuck. The fact that he had been cheating on me and probably hadn’t counted on my finding out about it seemed to slip my mind just then. I was in ecstasy, buried deep in silken warmth and getting rogered in a gentle yet vigorous way that seemed just perfect.
I knew that Joe was close; we had fucked each other so many times that I knew just about what each little signal that he gave off meant. My fucker was also pretty vocal and it almost sounded like he was growling now as he fucked deeper and harder. Each time he pulled his hard dick from my ass my poor pucker protested at the loss of its flesh toy. We were synchronizing now, all three of us getting closer and closer to the edge. And then my fucker pulled out of me, rammed home and let pout a loud yelp as he shot his jizz up my chute. My ass clamped down on his slippery cock as it triggered off my own orgasm and I saw stars as my balls exploded in my lover’s ass. I could feel him gripping my cock with his love lips and then his grunt let me know that he had just creamed off on our sheets.
When we had all disentangled there was awkward silence. I watched the stranger cram his sloppy butt back into his too-tight underpants and waited for Joe to introduce me but realized that he didn’t know the guy’s name either. We said goodbye to the stranger and then I begged Joe to tell me all about how they had met.
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