“Yes, my slut.” Paul laughed as he began climbing the bed.
There were no words for me to say as I thought to myself that I was, in fact being a cock sucking, ass fucking, cum craving slut.
Trying to be clever, I responded “That’s right. And right now I want your ass planted on.” My words were cut short due to Paul suddenly dropping his head to my belly and scooping up my already very lubed fuck tool into his mouth.
We both knew that sucking his cock, for the end result of flooding my mouth, was a possibility. Sucking my dick, on the other hand, has nothing to do with how a cock, fake or real, felt shoved in his ass. He was voluntarily giving me head, and it had me gasping, once again leaving me speechless.
Paul wasn’t trying to take me into his throat, but he did piston his face onto my cock rather violently. Combine the loud sloshing sound emulating from our juncture, with a blowjob only a man would know how to give, and you get a cock that’s well on its way to exploding, if something didn’t change soon. Reaching down, I pulled his head from my shaft, and instructed him that he needed to stop and I wanted him to climb on top of me.
“Why stop? I was quite enjoying myself.” Paul said as he continued up the bed.
Quickly responding back, “yeah, so was I, but I don’t want to finish yet, therefore you had to stop.
Paul had made it up to my body and was kneeling on his knees next to me, before I had finished talking. Lifting a leg, he threw it over my torso, coming to rest astride my chest. Having overshot my waist by a foot, his warm testicles came to rest on my chest.
From six inches in front of my face, I watched a flow of pre-cum grow from his slit, until unable to hang on. When it did start its journey, I couldn’t do anything but watch it run down the length of his massive shaft before pooling on his scrotum.
My feelings of disappointment that I wasn’t able to lick up his tasty goo, were quickly dissolved as he pressed his thumb to the base of his shaft, bending it downward until the head was moistening my lips. I didn’t need any further persuading to relocate the crown of his cock from outside my lips, to at least three inches inside my lips.
I know that Paul has already received the answer that he was after, which was of course, yes, he could and does enjoy having a seven inch dick in his ass. All we needed now was for him to cum, so I can answer my own question. With that being said, I would have been perfectly fine if he just finished in my mouth right then.
That wasn’t to be though, as he pulled himself from my sucking lips. With his giant salami proudly standing at attention inches from my face, Paul said in a playfully sarcastic tone “Sorry, I didn’t want to stop, but I also don’t want to finish like this. I want you to literally fuck the cum from me.”
Even if I wanted to, Paul left me no room to protest. Reaching behind himself, I felt his hand wrap around my shaft before he began dragging his balls down my chest. With his hand aiming my spear at his bullseye, I suddenly felt the head of my cock make contact with his skin. Without slowing down, the initial pressure exerted on the head of my dick easily gave way to the sudden warmth of his inner rectum, allowing him to once again, fully lodge himself onto my fuckstick.
Looking down, I see a dick and balls right where they should be. Oddly enough, the package that I saw at my crotch was way bigger than normal, and everything was upside down. Unlike before, when I was fucking him from behind and not being able to tell his ass from a girls ass, his thick cock rubbing on my belly hit me with the visual conformation that I was indeed, balls deep inside a man’s asshole.
While I watched his stiff rod jump with every pulse of his blood, Paul just stayed squarely perched on my crotch. As he adjusted to the new position, his sphincter was massaging my shaft, leading me to growing concerns that this is not what my hyper-sensitive dick needed. I would soon find out that Paul “needed to adjust” because the sudden fullness of my cock in his bowels had him suddenly on the verge of an orgasm.
Feeling that his anal massage had gotten me to the point that I now wanted to finish. Hoping that Paul wouldn’t be far behind, I grabbed his ass and lifted it off of my lap. “I hope you’re ready, ‘cus I ain’t stopping.” I said as I raised my hips, again sinking my shaft into his man-pussy.
I had barely slammed his ass three times, but with no warning and an audible hiss, Paul’s cock unleashed a massive stream of his hot semen. This rope found a new home on my face as his cock now pointed at me with the raising of his ass.
Although his orgasm caught me off guard, I was already in action to ensure that I wouldn’t miss the rest of his hot jizz. Before his cock even stopped spraying its first of many ropes of cum, my hands, still holding his ass cheeks up, were already pulling him forward, bringing his hips closer to my face, allowing me to suck the head of his cock into my lips.
This all happened so fast that, before I knew it, a strong blast of semen was spraying the back of my mouth.
It hit with such pressure, that it forced me to instantly swallow what hadn’t been splashed back into my mouth. Having had no doubts that I would like the taste of another man’s seed, I was a little shocked at how much I was clambering for it.
I wanted more, and along with more of his jizz, I wanted more of his exploding cock in my mouth. I again pulled on Paul’s ass cheeks to gain more access to his spasming shaft. But in doing so, I had pulled him past his center of gravity, causing him to fall forward.
The slit of his dick opened again, spraying a third large stream of hot sauce at my throat, all while trying to match his falling torso with my mouth. Of course, Newton’s first law of motion came into play. My head instantly stopped the moment that it hit the bed, his torso did not.
With the stream of fresh lube aimed at my throat, the head of his manhood crashed down onto my throat. Before I realized it, the back of my head was firmly pressed into the bed, while my nose was smashed against Paul’s pelvic bone.
I was trying to cough and gag, but the object choking me was just too big and wouldn’t allow it. What his large, pulsating cock couldn’t stop, was triggering my own no touch orgasm. He continued to pump his seed directly into my throat as I felt the occasional drops of my hot goo splashing off of his ass.
The whole time that I was hosing his asshole and he was filling my stomach, I was being choked. With both of our orgasms subsiding, I pushed his hips upward to allow me to take a breath. He assisted by pushing himself up as well.
Finally clear of the obstruction, I gasped out for air. Looking down at me and seeing my gaping mouth below his balls, he watched as he slid a knee forward. Following suit with his hips, I felt the slick rim of his asshole, effortlessly glide over my bottom lip, stopping only when I had my lips firmly planted over his used hole.
Although I had a pair of testicles draped over my nose, the feel and taste was not much different than any of the times Linda has done this to me. So after I had probed his hole a couple of times with my tongue, I proceeded to clean my jizz from his ass crack and cheeks.