up me, fucking me like an animal rough and sure.

Wow! I was craving for him. The days were going so slow until Sunday came and then, when finally it came, there he was, as always at my door. Looking down I could see the swell beneath his jeans that is how it always was. He said the anticipation of being with me brought it on as soon as he knocked on my door.

“Good” I said, “because I now want to knock at yours!

It was his habit to strip in the bathroom, as I was so frantic to feel him I just could not wait for him to come out. I opened the door and from the back ran my hand around his thigh and clutched his gorgeous balls. His habit was to wash it over the bathroom sink, so I helped. I soaped and washed it, teasing back his loose foreskin over the firmness of his cock, so good, and gently lathering his red end, his plum as I called it. So ready for sucking.

When he turned around, hardly having stripped his jeans and underpants, I was already there kneeling between his opened legs as he stood there, pressing forward for me so I could get the feel of his throbbing cock coming proudly out at me. So I could stroke, squeeze, and simply enjoy the feel of hard cock and firm balls. Sniffing and tasting him, loving the pungent taste of cock, the saltiness on my mouth, as I just wanted to mouth fuck him.

Soon we were in the kitchen. He wanted me how I imagined, across the kitchen table full spread-eagled

Awaiting for his ‘punishment’ - he grabbed a wooden serving spoon from the rack and pounded me with it for a good five minutes, making me yelp as it really stung into my ass cheeks. I gritted my teeth as always knowing soon the numbness would set in and anything more he could give me, as he always did, switching to a cane now, hearing the swish and the crack of it as it served my ass with resounding swipes.

“Now, slave, suck my cock, suck me till I cum otherwise another twenty strokes,” he said to me.
We were in the role play now and it was so thrilling and good.

I felt his surge into me, loving it -that so lovely feeling of being wanted and being enjoyed by another guy is really so fantastic. I never wanted him to stop his fuck. I wanted to move my ass inside, to move my muscles to help his climax but that was impossible because he was so very big inside me. So tight fitting he took my whole body with him as he thrust in and out of me, stretching me so very wide like never before. I loved it when afterwards he spat on my hole and soothed the gaping orifice with the smooth wetness.

I put my hand behind to feel the width of his cock thrusting inside. It was so wonderful to touch, to think I had it in my mouth a few moments ago, to feel it surge into my throat as I deep sucked him and feel the spurt of his hot salty cum fill my mouth. Now he was cumming inside my ass full pelt, he was hammering me like one of those steam hammers, getting every bit of rough fuck out of me he could.

By the time he had