Black Boy's Sexual Awakening Part 11: Raincheck Riding Lesson
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After thoroughly using my mouth, throat, and ass, depositing his cum in all three and across my face, Bobby Santos allowed me to get cleaned up, then made it clear that I wasn't to tell anyone about what we had done. In return, he assured me he wouldn't say anything to my stepfather Carl about the two of us or Bobby seeing me with Black. Something that disturbed me from the encounter with Bobby was that I learned Carl had told him about his suspicions that I might be gay, which my stepfather had also shared with his younger brother Chris. Was Carl telling that to everyone he knew? He was such an asshole.
Now, it had been a nearly two weeks since my unexpected sex with Bobby in his man cave. The abstinence had come about following a phone call from an anonymous number I received from Black a couple of days after I got fucked by Bobby. Black had said he couldn't stop thinking about me and wanted us to get together again soon. He asked if I had messed with anyone else, and I lied and said no. He told me to keep it that way and that he would call me back to set up a time when he could come and pick me up so in order to bring me over to his place for some more of what he had given me before. Until then he wanted to make sure I wasn't going to give it up for anyone else. I promised him that I wouldn't do anything with anyone else.
Of course, that proved to be a hard promise to keep, as my mind was constantly consumed with thoughts of dicks and sex, my hormones raging, urges burning. It wasn't helped by the fact that every day I was finding boys and men even more attractive, which led to me jacking off several times a day, at school in restrooms after being around hot classmates and a few teachers, then two or three more times at home, in my bedroom watching pornos while thinking about the various encounters I took part in, memories the fueled my desires to no end. While masturbating provided temporary relief, my body was yearning for the real thing, and I hadn't heard anything back from Black since that first phone call.
I was feeling even hornier one Friday after seeing all the hot bodies of athletes in the locker room and showers at school, so I rushed to get home in order to beat my meat in the comfort of my bedroom, hoping that perhaps Black might by chance call me. It would be the perfect time, as my mom and Carl were both working extended late shifts, so I had the house to myself, and could have Black over. If not, I would just have to jack off to thoughts of him and his magical dick.
However, after an hour or so of waiting, during which time I lay naked on my bed fondling myself as I watched big dick dudes fucking chicks in a porno, I grew restless, frustrated from both not hearing from Black as well as the lack of real sex besides solo action. I began to contemplate getting dressed in some tight and suggestive clothing and walking down to the adult bookstore, as it was sure to be teaming with men looking for a hookup, but looking at the clock on my nightstand, I saw it was only early evening, which I figured was too soon to risk venturing there, as someone might recognize me. Unfortunately, a little while later, I heard thunder, followed by heavy rainfall, which ruled out me walking to find some dick at the bookstore.
As I went back to watching the flick, half-heartedly stroking my prick, my cell phone rang. I eagerly grabbed it, hoping it was Black. I was disappointed to see my mother's name on the Caller ID. However, when I answered, she gave some news that quickly excited me. She was making sure that I was home, because Chris, my stepfather Carl's hot younger brother, was going to stop by our house when he got off his job in the maintenance department on the college campus to take a look at our dishwasher, which had been acting up, and she and Carl wouldn't be home until the following morning. I told her I wasn't going anywhere, and she said would call Chris back and let him know. Hanging up the phone, I got up from the bed, a smile on my face, a stirring in my loins. Thinking back to the night I sucked Chris' dick in a car after he caught me leaving the bookstore, with making him shoot his cum down my throat in exchange for him keeping quiet about what I had been doing out, along with the promise he made to give it to me up my ass when he could get me in the proper place, made my libido rise. I hopped up from my bed, devising a plan to ensure Chris would be met with a tempting invitation up his arrival...
After taking a quick shower, I got out and dried off, rubbed cocoa butter lotion all over my body, then decided not to put any clothes on, only to wrap a big towel around my waist.
It wasn't long before the doorbell rang. My dick was already hardening underneath the towel as I went to the front door and looked through the peep hole to see Chris standing on the other side, a sly smile on his face. I took a deep breath, then opened the door.
"Wassup, Trey," he said, looking me up and down. "Do you always answer the door like this?"
Just the sight of him and his voice turned me on. "I just out of the shower," I answered coyly as Chris walked inside.
"I told Carl I was gonna stop by to fix ya'll's dishwasher," Chris said, "and he said him, and Donna wasn't going to be at home tonight, but that you would be here. I thought I could come spend a little time with you so you could help me with a problem I've been having cause of Daphne. She ain't been letting me get no pussy, saying she too pregnant to be taking this dick how I like to give it. Hell, she won't even suck a nigga. So, when I found out you were here all alone, I figured I'd get some more of that head like you gave me that night I caught you coming out da bookstore. I promised that all I needed was the right time and place to give you this dick up in that tight boy pussy you got. Well I'm here to do just that."
The next thing I knew, Chris snatched the towel from around my waist and took a step back, getting a good look at my smooth round ass. He reached out and felt my cheeks with his rough hands, which made me moan. He pulled me back onto his crotch, grinding his hardening dick against my ass.
"I've been thinking about this cute booty you got," he whispered in my ear, "how hot and tight it was when I fingered it, just like a pussy. Now I've got the time to give you just what I know you want. Let's go to yo room so we can get down to business."
I dutifully led Chris to my bedroom, with him following close behind me, making sure I could feel his now rock-hard pole brushing against my ass. As soon as I walked through the door into the bedroom, he began to undress, kicking off his boot, pulling off his uniform and pants, getting out of the shirt underneath, and sliding out of his boxers, then sitting on the edge of my bed. He was fine as hell, with a slightly hairy and toned chest, muscular build, and of course his long, thick, and curved brown dick, which made my mouth water.
"You ain't been back to that bookstore, have you?"
I shook my head.
"That's good. Just like I told you. Can't have you giving head to them perverts in there. You know you too damn young and cute to be hanging out there, don't you?"
I nodded, totally distracted by the sight of his sexy body.
"All the times you and me done hung out together, I ain't gonna lie, sometimes I would see how nice yo booty looked. When Carl said he thought you was gay, I began to wonder about you, but I knew it wouldn't be right to even thing about messing around with you. Then I saw you in that parking lot, and after you sucked the hell out of my dick, boy I couldn't get you off my mind. Well, I gotta another joystick for you to play with. You a hot little freak, and I need some more of that good ass head. So, you gon do that shit for me again?"
"Yeah," I answered, more than ready to take his dick into my mouth. "Get down and put them lips around my shit," Chris said, a lusty look on his face as he held the throbbing object of my desire in his hand.
I didn't have to be told twice, dropping to my knees in front of him, immediately starting to lick the head, savoring the precum leaking from it, then letting my tongue roll seductively around the shaft, staring up at Chris as I did so.
"Damn that tongue feels good," Chris sighed.
After licking it for a few moments, I began to take the dick into my mouth, slowly allowing it between my lips, inch by inch. As I did, it swelled in size, and Chris moaned. I became intoxicated with the smell of him, a combination of sweat and male musk from his long day of working, which turned me on. I teasingly rolled my tongue around half length of his shaft in my mouth and could tell he was thoroughly enjoying what I was doing.
"Damn, boy!" Chris exclaimed. "That shit feels good! You really can suck a dick! Work that shit! You look so hot with my dick in yo mouth!"
His approval was fuel to my fire, and I went about taking the full length of his manhood into my mouth, pacing myself so I wouldn't gag, easing it slowly in until the head slid down towards my throat. Then I used my jaws to squeeze it, my tongue whipping around the shaft.
"Holy shit!" he yelled, taken by surprise and the ferocity of my skillful oral tricks.
I felt Chris' dick swell, the head colliding with my tonsils. That didn't stop me from continuing to suck and squeeze it with precision, my face buried in his crotch, his curly black pubes tickling my face. I was in heaven doing what I had been anxiously waiting on for what seemed like so long. I happy to be finally have a dick to satisfy, and it felt incredible being able to please Chris, hearing him moan as I deep throated his long and hard pole. As pressure began to build in his dick, Chris grunted, grabbing my head and with both hands, holding it tightly, staring down as he took control, ramming in and out of my mouth.
"Suck that dick, nigga," he said. "Looking like a little ho with it all up in yo mouth. Yeah, you like that shit. You gotta be one of the best mouths my dick ever been in fo sho!"
I tried to keep up with the pace that Chris was pushing in and out of my mouth and managed to outmaneuver him by employing my oral clampdown technique, squeezing the shaft with my jaws while getting the head back down my throat.
"Fuck!" Chris yelled, forcefully pulling his dick out of my grasping mouth. "You tryna make a nigga bust! Boy, I got you all night. I ain't about to cum right off da bat. Look at you. Hungry for this dick, huh?"
I was panting, breathing heavily as Chris held his dick away from my mouth. Chris withholding what I so desperately wanted made me even hornier.
"I'm gonna give you just what you need, the way you need to get it. Get yo ass up on dis bed and let me see dat ass."
Chris stood up as he pushed me onto the bed, laying me on my stomach beside him. I felt his hands rubbing my cheeks.
"This such a soft ass. Nice and smooth," he said. "Sexy as fuck." His hands fondled my ass, tantalizingly massaging and rubbing it. After doing that for a couple of minutes, suddenly stopped and rolled me over onto my back. "So how you know how to suck a dick as good as you do? Who taught you dat shit?" he asked as he looked at me with disbelief in his eyes.
I smiled at him. "Nobody," I answered. "It's just something I like doing, and my dad told me that I should be the best at everything I do."
"Yo dad know you suck dick?" Chris asked in surprise.
"No," I said. "I just always remember what he told me about being the best."
"Well how long you been doing it?"
"Not that long."
"I can't tell," Chris laughed. "Well, I wanna see something else."
Chris licked one of his fingers and rubbed it around the puckering entrance of my ass, which made me squeal, then inserted it inside my quivering hole.
"Oh..." I moaned as Chris wiggled his finger inside of me.
"Damn, you shit is tight and hot! Yeah, I think you need some of dis hard dick in it! You gonna let me get some?"
"Hell yeah," I replied. "That's what I need Chris. Please give it to me."
"That's what I wanna hear," he said, pulling his finger out. He rolled me over, putting me on all fours with ass up in the air, legs spread. He got behind me, and I felt the him lining the tip of his dick at entrance of my hole. "I know you been wanting this dick. Now when I put it in, I'm gonna give it all to you and make you feel my shit deep up in you. You ready?"
"Yes!" I anxiously answered, pushing back so that the fat head of Chris' pole slid into my ass.
"Shit, Trey, you really are ready!" Chris declared, surprised my sudden action. "You hot for it, huh? Little slut. Well here you go!"
I pivoted my hips up as Chris began to slowly ease himself into me. It created an unexpected feeling because of the curved shape of his dick, the head and first few inches being literally twisted and screwed into my gripping hole. I cried out as the pole was exquisitely spread and opened, the hard pipe rubbing the sensitive sides of my ass. The way Chris' huge dick felt inside of me was unlike any of the others I had before. Chris only had half the length in, but because of the dick's unique shape, I felt vibrations throughout my entire hole, the friction and tickling by the head sending intense waves of pleasure throughout my body. Chris paused, letting me get used to his invading banana-shaped manhood, my body stiffening up, my ass tightening around the dick. He twisted himself inside of me, causing me to moan loudly. "You okay, boy? This dick hurting you? This a real motherfucking dick, the kind a little slut like you needs up in yo pussy. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you Trey, just like you need." I was feeling pain from the initial entry of his rod, but I didn't want him to stop, as I knew I could take it. So, I took a deep breath, and then pushed my ass back, taking more of his dick inside of me, determined to show Chris just how good I could make him feel. "Give it to me, Chris," I pleaded. "Goddamn nigga!" he yelled as I impaled myself on the huge pole. "That's it! Fuck yo self on my dick! Gimme this pussy." Chris grabbed my waist with both hands and forcefully pushed the more of his dick into me. The pummeling caused my knees to buckle, and I collapsed onto my stomach. Just as he had promised, Chris' dick was deep inside of me, and I screamed from the plunging, but the sound was muffled thanks to my face being pressed on a pillow. I felt brief agony, but that quickly gave way to a sense of lustful ecstasy and fulfillment. The dick that was being drilled into me had me feeling usefully slutty, and I could tell from Chris' heavy breathing and face-paced screwing that he was most definitely enjoying what I was giving up to him. "This some good ass," Chris said. "You taking my dick and loving it, huh?" Just a I was about to answer, Chris' dick rolled over my g-spot, which launched my body into another round of breathtaking convulsions, leaving me unable to speak. The only sounds to come out of my mouth were incoherent mumblings, my head spinning. My prick hardened even more, rubbing against the bed sheet beneath me. I pushed me ass back further, and Chris took that as a sign his entire dick into my quivering hole, his heavy balls crashing up against my cheeks. "Shit, nigga!" he yelled. "This dick got you going crazy! Ass all hot and tight. I got it wet and humming like a pussy. Yeah, some good boy pussy!" "Chris!" I cried out. "You about to make me cum!" "Hell no!' he snapped. To my dismay, Chris suddenly pulled his dick out of me. I turned my head and stared at him with disappointment on my face. "Damn, man. Why'd you stop?" "Nigga, I told you we got all night. Hell, as long as I've waited, and as good as yo shit feels, I'm you gonna get this dick for more than just a few minutes. Ain't no need to rush. Now, I'm about to get you to do something else for me." I was curious as to what Chris wanted me to do, thinking maybe it was to perhaps turn over onto my back so he could fuck me missionary style. However, he pushed me over, and instead laid down on his own back, his hard dick flopping about. "You want me to suck you some more?" I asked, taking his dick in my hand and gently jacking it. "Haw, nigga. I want you to ride this motherfucker," he replied. "Show me just how freaky you can get on my dick." That caught me off guard. I had seen dick getting rode in pornos, but never thought about doing it myself. Plus, considering the shape and size of Chris' tool, I wondered if I would be able to handle it in such a position. Chris saw the uncertainty on my face. "You ain't scared, are you?" he asked. "You like taking dick, so you gonna take it how I give it to you. Trust me. By the time you get used to it, you gonna be loving how my shit feels all up in yo guts. Now get yo ass over here and climb up on my dick." I nervously did as Chris directed. He had me to first straddle his chest facing him. He stared me in my eyes, a sly look on his face, then reached down and placed the tip of his thick, hard, and throbbing rod at the entrance of my hole. "Don't be afraid now," Chris said. "I wanna see you bitch yo self out on this dick. Let me train this pussy."
He placed his hands around my waist and then began to ease me down. I yelped as his dick eased into my ass, its head leading the way, inch after inch slowly but steadily being injected inside my innermost, and highly sensitive, parts. It was a very different feeling taking it this way, and I was taken aback by how Chris' pipe somehow managed to find and hit new spots that sent shocks throughout my entire body.
"Oh shit!" I yelled, my head rolling around as the crooked dick filled me up. Chris pulled me down until my cheeks rested in his crotch. I grasped his chest with my hand, delirium taking over me. I had all his dick inside of me, momentarily paralyzed from the intense explosive sensations washing over me. There was pain alternating with lustful gratification, me whimpering as I began to move up and down, getting the hang of riding ever so slowly.
"That's it, nigga!" Chris exclaimed. "That's right. Ride this motherfucka just like that you little slut! You got some tight ass pussy. Open it up and let all my dick in. Ride my shit like you want it!"
Adrenaline began to build and run through my body as I gave in completely to the thorough invasion of my hole by Chris' unrelenting rod. I was getting an exhilarating thrill having my ass pumped, increasing the pace of moving up and down on the dick that was plowing deep inside of me. Although my hole was being opened like never before, which felt as if Chris' rod was damn near ramming into my stomach, I didn't want it to stop.
"Shit, Trey" Chris moaned. "Yo shit is tight as fuck! You got my dick all up in you. That shit feel good to you, don't it?"
"Hell yeah," I answered, breathing heavily, carefully bouncing up and down, taking as much of the dick as possible, trying control its movements as not to hurt with its unpredictable jabs, which I knew could possibly cause me to cum sooner than I wanted to. I rubbed on Chris' chest, staring down at his eyes closed, face tight, forehead dripping with sweat. Moving myself around on his demanding dick, the head soon made brushed over my g-spot, which Chris already was familiar with from having fondled it in his car the night I first sucked him off. That made an electric-like surge of erotism to surge through my body, and I began to move up and down on the swollen pole with urgency, moaning and fucking myself on it with zest. I was getting a thrill from this new position, finding it exhilarating. Looking down at Chris, his sexiness turned me on even more, and I purposefully squeezed my ass around what I had of his dick inside of it.
That made him holler. "DAMN NIGGA!" He tightened his hold around my waist and began pivoting his tool inside of me, and every trust sent shockwaves throughout my body, with Chris now clearly targeting my hot spot, eliciting more screams from me. It felt as if Chris was trying to rip my ass into pieces, his dick stretching and pummeling its way with no mercy. "Yeah, take this horse dick! You riding it like a good slut!"
The pounding that Chris was delivering was relentless, and I found myself in the midst of intense pleasure despite the at times jabbing hurt from the huge dick ramming inside me. I cried out, which only made Chris give me even more. I felt as if I was on the verge of passing out, caught up in an overwhelming sense of sexual overdrive, overtaken by being so thoroughly fucked by this hot and sexy man and his big dick, with him teasingly making sure to brush over my prostate, which triggered a round of convulsions to rock my body.
"Chris..." I moaned, collapsing onto his chest as he kept pivoting his dick into my ass. "Please..."
"Yeah, boy?" he replied. "Is this too much dick for ya? I got this pussy all hot and wet! You know you want it, don't you?"
"It's big," I stuttered.
"Hell, yeah it's big!" Chris laughed. "Big and all up in yo pussy! Got you moaning like a slut in heat. I can tell you loving it!"
He was right. The sensations that Chris' plowing was creating outweighed the pain I was feeling from his enormous dick ransacking my hole. I willfully surrendered, wanting for Chris do use my ass and body however he wanted.
He gave a another thrust, pushing his dick deep into me even farther. I felt as I was about to cum, but Chris surprised me by suddenly pulling out of my hole and flipping me over on the bed onto my back. He got between my legs, lifting them up and spreading them wide, and then rubbed the swollen head of his dick on the outer ring of my aching asshole, tickling it. I whimpered, delirious and caught up in the way Chris was driving me insane with his dick. I wanted it back inside me, but he kept on playing with me, pinching my nipples while keeping his rod right outside of my hole.
"Shit, Chris," I moaned.
"Please what, nigga?" "You want some more of this dick, don't you?"
"Hell yeah."
"Tell me. I wanna her you beg for it."
"Please give me your dick."
"Where do you want it?'
"In my ass."
"In yo WHAT? Nigga, you ain't got no ass! This is a motherfucking pussy! Now where you want this dick?"
"In my pussy."
"Fuck yeah nigga!"
Chris spread my legs wider and over my head, then promptly started to push himself inside of me in a deliberately slow motion, once again twisting and screwing it past the highly tight outer ring and brushing against sensitive inner sides. I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming as Chris' dick tunneled into me, my ass stubbornly responding to the drilling by clamping down and trying to involuntarily expel it from entering.
"Damn, boy, I see I gotta loosen this pussy up!" Chris exclaimed. "Feels like it's done got tighter just that quick! Yo shit feeling like some virgin pussy. That's alright. You bout to get all this dick, begging me to give it to you. I know what you need, nigga."
Chris pulled slightly out, allowing me to catch my breath, and then began repeated his twist and screw. I grimaced, but did my best to accommodate the probing pipe, trying to relax the muscles in my ass. That allowed for him to slide further inside, making Chris sigh.
"Chris..." I moaned.
"I got you, boy," he replied. "Yeah, I'm making this pussy open up. Making you take this dick. I can tell you liking it. Go ahead and give it up. This is some sweet pussy. Give me this ass."
He leaned down and first licked, then nibbled on my nipples, all the while pushing deeper inside my hole. His dick was rolling all around inside of me, moving in and out.
"Oh, shit!" I yelled, being driven into a sensory overload, my body tingling all over. "You got me feeling so good!"
"Hell, yeah! That's what I'm talking about! I'm fucking you alright! You got some good ass pussy! Yo shit all wet and swallowing this dick! I know you love this dick, don't you?"
"Yes!" I cried, relishing in having my hole plowed while Chris used his tongue to stimulate my nipples. I got another surprise when he put his mouth on top of mine, pushing his tongue between my lips to engage me in a passionate kiss.
My mind was blown by what was happening, sexy Chris making me feel nearly as good as Black had. His tongue was in my mouth and down my throat, while his dick was now firmly embedded deep in my spazzing ass, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I climaxed. He was carefully working his dick inside of me, moving it in and out at an increased pace, but carefully making sure to only to occasionally allow the head to graze my prostate, as he knew that would lead to me completely going over the edge. He kept his mouth firmly on mine even as I wailed from having my hole battered, holding onto his back for dear life. By this time Chris was laying on top of me, my hands holding tightly onto his broad back.
"Damn, boy," Chris whispered, finally pulling his tongue out of my mouth. "Yo shit is hot and wet, ready to cum, huh? You want this dick, don't you?"
"Yeah, Chris," I stuttered.
"How my dick feel in yo pussy?"
"It's so big," I moaned.
"Yeah, you got a real dick. A big dick working yo pussy." Chris suddenly pulled completely out, leaving my hole grasping. He laughed as I withered underneath him. "Let me hear you beg for this dick."
He had me right where he wanted and rubbing the head of his dick on the puffy outer ring of my ass. I realized just how much of a slut I had become for dick, for letting him fuck me, and I was loving it.
"Please give me your dick," I replied.
"Give it to you where?"
"In my pussy."
"That's right nigga!"
I thought that by telling Chris what he demanded to hear would please him enough to finally go ahead and give me his dick to make me cum like he most definitely knew how to, and I was more than ready. However, instead of him attacking my hole with a deep plunging of his dick, Chris only slowly slid the head and a couple of inches inside. My ass responded by latching down hungrily around what he fed it. I pivoted my hips upwards, trying to get more, but Chris teasingly kept me at bay by holding me down. I looked up at him, seeing he was taking glee in watching himself toying with my hole, and the way I obviously was desperate to get plugged by his throbbing dick.
"You really are a little dick-loving slut," he observed. "You go crazy for some dick. Wanting a nigga to tap this pussy, huh?"
"Uh huh," I breathlessly replied. "Please don't stop. I want it all."
"I know you do. Yo pussy all hot and bothered, tugging on my shit, trying to get this nut to shoot all up in it, huh? Well, take it then, slut!"
With that, Chris rammed his dick back into me with quick and precise force, going straight for the bullseye of my g-spot, which he perfectly struck and pummeled over. My stunned ass clamped around the punishing pipe plowing through it like a wrecking ball. Waves of hot erotic heat rushed through my body, and I screamed as an intense orgasm erupted, both from my cum-shooting prick and my overly excited ass, which went into spasms as it clutched and squeezed Chris' dick. He kept rolling the head of his dick where he knew it would trigger me, and I was stuttering and gasping for air, overcome with the intensity of how Chris was thoroughly breeding my hole.
"I'm making that ass cum just like a pussy! All tight and wet, hot as fuck with my dick deep inside. Yeah, cum for me nigga!"
"DAMN!" I yelled, seeing stars, my head rolling around as I climaxed hard, swept up in an enormous storm unlike anything I had ever felt before, completely on fire, a total loss of control as Chris literally screwed me out of my mind.
"You hot little motherfucker! You about to make me bust all up in this sweet pussy! That's what you want, ain't it? To fill yo pussy up with my cum?"
Hearing that Chris was close to getting his rocks off only served to further intensify my own orgasm, so much so that I couldn't even answer him verbally, instead just crying out as his dick plowed deeper inside of me than any had ever before. My ass constricted with a vise-like grip. That was all it took for Chris.
"FUCK!" he barked, then let out an animalistic growl as his dick exploded inside of me. I felt my hole being flooded by a steady deluge of his warm cum. "SHIT! You got me busting all up in this pussy! Yo shit feels so good! Take it all like a good slut! This what you want, right?"
"Yes...yes...give it to me Chris," I mumbled, nearly out of my mind, my body on fire as Chris' dick continued to plow deep inside of me. My prick had stopped shooting off, but was still stiff, while my ass was being stretched and used. I was in pure ecstasy having a huge dick embedded in me, a sexy man on top of me. I felt just like what Chris said, a good little slut, happy to have his hot cum pumping into my hole.
"Open yo mouth nigga!" Chris roared as he finally pulled out of me, grabbing his dick and then quickly forcing it between my lips. The next thing I knew, the dick was shooting cum inside my mouth, which I readily accepted, savoring the warm salty taste like a fine wine. As I licked the head and shaft, I realized I also was tasting my own ass, which Chris had just opened up and used like the slut he said I was. This was more than I ever imagined, Chris being an incredible fucking machine, doing things to my body which left me in a state of pure unadulterated ecstasy and lusty satisfaction from letting him turn me out. He let his dick rest in my mouth for a few moments after it stopped shooting, then pulled out and rubbed the head on my lips.
"Goddamn, Trey. You really know how to make a nigga feel good. Bomb ass pussy all nice and tight, that mouth hot and throat deep. Them bitches and hoes ain't got shit on you. I ain't cum dis hard in a long ass time!"
I was in a daze, caught up in a rapture of myself having climaxed unlike never before, as well as having performed so well for Chris. I had been willing to do whatever he wanted, and him having his way with me brought incredible satisfaction. Despite the sometimes difficulty I experienced in taking in his big curved dick, the reward I got from it and his plowing me deep and hard was more than worth it.
"You aiight, Trey?" he asked. "It wasn't too much for you, huh?"
"Hell no," I replied, a smile on my face. "That was hot."
"Damn right," Chris agreed. "You know the last time I bust dis good of a nut, Daphne ended up pregnant! You better be glad yo boi pussy can't get knock up, or I'd have yo ass having my baby too!"
Chris leaned down and kissed my lips, which made me shudder, my body shaking with aftershocks from the intense orgasm I had reached. It seemed that even the slightest touch from him electrified me. He slid two of his long middle fingers inside my aching, cum-filled ass, wiggling them around. I let out a yelp, then loud moan, Chris once again managing to bring out even more of a slut in me. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and got up from the bed, looking down at me in amazement.
"Damn, boy. You hot as shit!" he exclaimed. "I could play with you all night long, wearing dis pussy out! You got the kinda shit that could get a nigga in trouble! But I better to go check on that dishwasher."
I lay on the bed in a state of blissful exuberance, totally exhausted yet happily fulfilled. It was hard to believe that a few weeks I'd gone from simply dreaming about sucking Jamal's dick to where I was at the point, having just submitted to, and enjoyed, being used by Chris, letting him use me like a slut. I could still feel his cum inside my ass, which excited me. Chris knew just what to do in order to get what he wanted, and to give me what I needed. The fact that I was able to please him so well on heightened the thrill I felt as I dozed off, a smile on my face, my thoroughly plowed and sore ass twitching, Chris's cum dripping out of it...
I don't know how long I lay passed out on my bed, but the sounds of loud thunder and torrential rain, along with an intrusion inside my sensitive ass, woke me from the sex-induced slumber I'd fallen into. While knocked out, I had turned over and was laying on my stomach, so my bare ass must have been a tempting and inviting sight to Chris when he walked back into the bedroom, and he mounted me and slid his dick right inside of me. "I ain't done with this tight pussy," Chris said, steadily working his pole in my ass. The penetration was made easier thanks to the cum he already had deposited, and by the time I realized what was happening, Chris began easing back into me for round two. His dick slowly crept with a twisting motion into my welcoming hole. This was unlike the way Eddie had been with me, as Chris was taking his time, and the feeling was once again mind-blowing. I found myself pushing back to accept more of the plunging, anxious to have it all.
"I knew I was gonna have to get some more of this sweet pussy! Shit nigga, this pussy is still nice, tight, and hot as a goddamn oven! Good and wet too!" I heard Chris excitedly exclaim as he wasted no time in pumping his pole deep into my aching hole.
"Oh shit..." I moaned, the sudden plugging making me delirious, my ass responding by gripping the dick, but thanks to the previous fucking, now a tad bit looser. "Chris, your dick feels so good."
"Does it? You like having my dick all up in this pussy?"
"Hell yeah," I answered, loving having him have his way with me again.
"You so fucking hot! I got this pussy creaming on over my dick! You really know how to make a nigga feel good!"
As Chris drove deeper inside of me, a wave of pleasure rushed through my body, making me moan and whimper. Then, he pulled his dick completely out of my hole, which caused me to yelp, bucking backwards in an attempt to recapture what I now wanted so bad.
"Tell me what you want," Chris whispered in my ear. "I wanna hear you say it."
"I want your dick."
"Oh yeah? What you want me to do?"
"To fuck me."
"To fuck you where? You want this dick?"
"Fuck my pussy with your dick. Fuck me like a slut. Please fuck my pussy Chris."
"That's right! Here you go bitch!"
Chris slid right back inside me, pausing after a few inches. He was driving me wild with desire, and that only excited him even more to see me squirming, hungry for his dick.
"I love teasing yo ass. I know you want this dick. Hell, I could have been getting this pussy all the times me and you done spent up in this room. But I ain't gonna make you wait no more. Be a good slut and take all my dick!"
He entered my ass again, this time with more force, ramming it inside, the head ransacking its way until it collided with my g-spot just as another roll of thunder loudly erupted outside. He crashed into my ass, his balls slapping against my cheeks. I screamed, a wave of intense shockwaves rushing through my body. I was in the midst of a sexual nirvana, Chris' dick turning me out, and I couldn't believe how incredible he was making me feel, basking in being fucked so deeply by such a huge dick and taking it all. I really had become a dick-loving slut.
"Give it to me Chris," I begged. "Make me your slut."
"Hell yeah! Let me fuck this boy pussy! Cute sexy slut. Give it to me! Ride back on this dick! Take it just like a good bitch!""
Chris really went to work with a steady pace of pumping in and out of my hole, and each time his dick rolled over my g-spot, I cried out, his fucking sending me into a sexual overdrive. This was more than I ever could have imagined, and I was loving every minute of it. My stepfather's sexy brother fucking the hell out of me in my bed, making me cry and moan as he made me his own personal slut.
"Shit, Trey. You going buck wild on my dick! That's it, nigga! I'm about to fill this pussy up with my nut again! Damn it! I'm gonna make yo pussy cum! You wanna cum, don't you?"
"Hell yeah," I stuttered.
"Cum then!" Chris yelled, and rammed the entire length of his pole inside of me.
Just as thunder roared again outside, I was pushed over the edge. My ass lamped down and began to wildly converse, my body jerking, my prick shooting off. My screams were caught up in my throat as I was rocked from head to toe by intense sensations. I felt as if I was on fire, overcome by eruptions unlike anything I had ever experienced. I saw stars in my eyes, with tears forming and dropping from them.
"Holy shit nigga! Take this nut up in that pussy! DAMN IT!"
Chris' dick exploded, flooding my hole with his thick, hot cum. We moved in unison, our bodies and orgasms intertwined as one. He turned me head so that he could put his mouth over mine, kissing me deeply as his dick continued to spew his seed inside my pulsating ass. Between his dick pummeling my ass and his tongue and mouth creating additional heat, I was burning all over. I was so far in an erotic orbit that I felt as if I might lose consciousness,
"AHHH!!!" I screamed.
"FUCK!" he yelled, grinding his dick so far inside of me that it felt like it might reach my stomach. He forced his tongue back into my mouth and kept his dick firmly embedded until it finally stopped busting. Once it did, Chris collapsed on my back, still kissing me as he twisted his dick inside my battered hole, which stirred all the cum around.
"You feel all my nut up in yo pussy?" he asked.
"Uh huh," I answered through baited breaths.
"You like that don't you?"
"Yeah."
"I know you do, you nasty little slut. Pussy all full of cum with a big dick in it. You one helleva slut."
Hearing Chris' words only furthered to bring me a sense of satisfaction, happy that I had been able to make him cum hard twice, and vice versa. Despite the fact that I was sore all over, it had been more than worth receiving such an incredible fucking from such a hot guy.
"I guess I better be getting home before Daphne starts blowing my phone up asking where I'm at," Chris said, giving me one last quick kiss, then pulling out of my ass and getting up from the bed. "This shit was off da motherfuckin' chain, Trey. You got some bomb ass shit, and you don't need to be giving it up to these buster ass niggas at that bookstore or anywhere else. Don't let me catch up there again, ya hear?"
I nodded, although what Chris didn't know was that there were other places where I could find more dick. However, thanks to him, I was content for now...