Besotted by Richard Copyright Alex Carr 2009.
Have you ever been in that position when you feel you can never have enough
of your guy?, that's the way I feel today, looking forward to seeing Richard tomorrow as planned. I have been unable to sleep, I am incessantly hard and aching all the time, not even a stiff wank suffices for there is nothing can substitute the sensuality of just being with Richard.
It is the utter sweet thought of having him explore my whole being, only the way he can, the way he pampers me, the feel of his penetration sliding deep inside as I bend for him, moving in the right positions to help him reach his full penetration when I know I will endure and enjoy the most divine deep throbbing fuck.
Yes I'm completely besotted with Richard hook line and sinker, I would do anything for him, anything, and he knows it, he has me under his thumb, and if tomorrow, like last time, he wants me to spurt cream into his pants and rub him up though them, it shall be my delight, as is the taste of squirty cream (something which created that certain chuckle in the bedroom that helps things along) with the flavour of his always pungent cock, especially after a stiff concentrative wanking.
I can't think of hardly anything more intimate than being explored, pampered, stretched, licked and sucked everywhere, feeling his tongue explore between my freshly spanked ass cheeks - and then for him to sit on my face, his firm hanging balls separated by the bridge of my nose, the root of his hard upright cock pressed against my mouth, sniffing and licking it to my hearts content, knowing that soon after it would be wedged tight up my welcoming anus giving me the fuck I crave for like nothing else on earth.
Honestly - what more could a guy ever wish for than a lover as brilliant as
Richard?, no sooner have we met than he is starkers for me, I waiting anticipation of what he wants, something maybe he has dreamt up would be nice, even just to try it, see how it goes, but so far, even the sound spanking he loves to regularly administer upon my ready ass comes as an extra bonus.
If he needs to handcuff me so be it, I will be his servant whatever, and he
will make it all worthwhile believe you, me. Tying me to the bedrails is thrilling, it sends my senses crazy in anticipation of what he intends to do - I watch him standing there beside the bed, removing his belt, will he be using that on me, then the erotic way he slips down his jeans letting me enjoy a good view of his heavy swelling beneath those boxer shorts, me knowing now the size of his thick cock and how he will jerk it off into my mouth, to let me realise his full spurt into the back of my throat, almost, but not quite, gagging me with his hot sticky cream but giving me enough pause just to allow me to swallow with a glass of cola he has at the ready. I gulp it down as I watch him jerking his cock off, watching it expel even more of the cream as he lets it soak my face all over until I feel it dripping down my chin .
He removes his boxer shorts having wiped himself clean, blatantly ties them
around my head and gagging my mouth, In taste him again in his soiled boxers, he orders me to bite as he stretched his belt high into the air backwards and starts to swipe my ass severely, now I realise why he said to bite, it stings so much, I dry for mercy but to no avail, he turns me just enough to get a full view of my already blushed ass cheeks, he strokes with his hand, moulding and squeezing before lashing me a further heavy ten strokes. I am burning now, but the pain has gone, it is all numb now as I feel his fingers exploring between my crutch, I wait for his fingers to rim me, rub the oil into me, I know very soon I will be for it, the full thrust of his heavy thick cock thrusting up inside me.
His fuck always fulfils, no doubt about that, he knows exactly how to arouse me just how he wants me, he compliments me afterwards for the most satisfying fuck and tell me to keep it warm for him for the next time.
I will, he has no fears of that!