THE ULTIMATE SEXUAL EXPERIENCE

WHAT DOES IT REALLY FEEL LIKE? WHEN DO YOU KNOW IT IS THAT GOOD?

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By Kevin McLean

I was whimpering…breathing heavy and moaning…they were far distant moans…I could hear them but they sounded like they were coming from somebody else…in the distance and not from me. “uuuuhhhhmmm, ooooooohhhh, ooooooohh, aaaaaaaah, aaaaaaaah” It is hard to describe the sounds I was making but certainly they were sounds I had never made before…but then again, I had never experienced getting fucked like this before. 

Everything about this cat was right, from the macho scent to his firm body, from the scruffy face to the uncut cock and then it was also the way he could fuck.

In the back of my mind, secretly, I was wishing that this wasn’t happening; it was much too intense, too pleasurable to be true…I was used to bang-bang, thank you man that this was not even in the radar. And it was happening; it was happening to me…Miami’s biggest bottom, the one who could go into the tubs and suck a dozen guys and get fucked by a half a dozen ten inch dicks and still want more.

And then the thought invaded my mind again, wishing and hoping that this was really happening and that it could happen again and again. It was something I couldn’t help…totally involuntary and spontaneous. As this stud was plunging his cock deep into my innermost places I was having mental orgasms to go along with the ones in the front…and these were multiple and then the anal contractions began…again the whimpering and the moaning…I could not even think at that point….I had even forgotten my name…who I was, what was happening to me…this guy’s spirited thrusts were doing it to me and then he would accompany them with very tender kisses and licks to my heck and ears, searching for my mouth to kiss and invade…it wasn’t enough that he was already penetrating me…he also had to have my mouth, invade that space too while he held on to my cock with his left hand and pinched my nipple with his right one. 

A certain dichotomy was taking place…where my body was one place and my mind in another…I couldn’t have control of my body…I had surrendered it to him and he was using it, loving it, invading every conceivable opening and getting through…obtaining results…I was responding to his overwhelming love making…but my mind was in a separate place, almost wishing this wasn’t happening.

I don’t know if I should continue to tell this story or even if you are interested in reading it but it is something that was incredible and different. For the first time in my life I felt sexually fulfilled as my cock was spewing all my manly juices without even touching myself and my ass was doing somersaults, contracting and heaving…and the whimpering continued…I couldn’t suppress it and it was in unison with his thrusts, with every length of cock he plummeted into my ass. This had to be the fuck that beat all the fucks.

 

Curiously, this guy was not extremely huge…no fourteen inches like the ones I got at that gay bar in Miami a couple of years ago…nor was he extremely good looking…cute yes, hairy and well built but he wasn’t a model nor was he going to be walking the runways of Milan anytime soon. He was even rugged, tough and rough around the edges, lacking sophistication and polish but he was all macho and capable of making me feel the way I did.

All of my senses were being attacked…the sense of smell and taste…as he was energetically working up a sweat while fucking me, his body began to produce these very macho secretions…pheromones oozing out of his pores, testosterone spilling into the air and me capturing all of it. He was sweaty and glistening and I was licking his arms or any other part of him that came anywhere near.

Then he turned me around and now I was on my back…he penetrated me again and the visual senses were overwhelmed as well as I watched him standing there, fucking me and my legs wrapped around his back…he was handsome…yes he was good looking even and his skin shining in the muted darkness of the hotel room. 

He bent down and engulfed my cock…already sticky with my ejaculation and began to suck me while he continued to fuck my ass with very fast and even strokes…it was enough to send me over the edge once more and I filled his mouth with my man juice…he savored it, you could tell he was pleased with that and swallowed all of it. He then increased the pace and rewarded my ass with the most abundant of all ejaculations…it felt like an enema but better…it was so much that it was spilling out, on the sides and when he pulled out his cock it was frothy white and my ass expelled in one triumphant whoosh all the rest of his man love that had remained inside…he brought me his cock to my mouth and I cleaned it with loving licks, taking every bit of his ejaculation that was still appearing on the slit of his uncut cock.

Then it was over…he pulled his cock away from my mouth, went into the bathroom to clean up and put on his clothes and left. Not even an offer to give me his phone number or to ask for mine…hell, the mother fucker didn’t even say “thank you that was good”. Maybe I was just another conquest, a nice ass to dump his load into…just a release for his horny condition or another notch on his bedpost. But for me…it was wonderful while it lasted.