Harry’s Fuck
© Alex Carr 2007

I had come to enjoy Harry’s fuck. It was always so complete and satisfying. I wanted always to give as much of myself as he took me. To feel that wonderful tantalizing thrusting inside was wonderful. When our lips joined at the same time, our tongues so busy, I felt the pulsing stream though my body. Flowing like a never-ending circle between the both of us as we made it deep into the night. The wonderful things we enjoyed of each other - just being there.

It all really started when, holding me there down under, he complimented me on my size. You know how it is with a guy, size does matter of course it does. I have gotten used to his fine specimen of 8 inches plus now and I really don’t believe I could enjoy anything less. It really does seem like my ass was made for him and my hole fits around his full primed shaft like a glove. I love his width stretching me so wide as he always makes it feel so good, pushing and pushing it until he has full penetration. And I can never give fully deserved justice to the feeling it gives me as he pauses, holding it still inside. The familiar pulsing I had grown to adore, the way he sends electricity up my spine. Then he takes me rough, clasping my hipbones as he grinds into me, deeper, deeper. Thrusting and screwing it around inside, my ass cheeks resounding to each thrust, as he rammed against me his sounds became like a tiger growl, giving me such a complete wholesome and ripe fuck.

After the stiff and rough fuck we relaxed a while before round two. Then I felt his cock plunge freely into my mouth where his tongue had just been. I sniffed the scent of him, tasting the taste of pure unadulterated cock was always so good. I gave him the best oral ever. I wanked his stiff, purple cock and squeezed his balls into oblivion as he soon shot his load. Pumping his cream into my throat, it overflowed and dripped down the front of my neck as we both changed position to our favorite, sixty-nine. We simply sucked cock and tasted each other till kingdom come, until we were absolutely exhausted, rolling over and stretching our well-fucked bodies on the thick pile carpet.