I am watching a video of an old black man, very well built, with an enormous cock. He is naked while a younger man is enjoying sucking the black guy's hard cock. It is just so erotic. Who could resist his sculpted body and enormous dick. I want it in my mouth. I want him to fill my mouth with his cum.
As my other posts show I love sucking cock. The best part for me is at the end when the cock I'm sucking is extremely hard and swollen and ready to cum. Then I love feeling the cock go over the edge and throb in my hands and mouth as hot, thick, delicious cum shoots into my mouth. The feeling of that throbbing and the cum in my mouth has been enough to make me cum sometimes, but knowing I pleased that cock to the point of giving me my reward is a great feeling. I always swallow my reward because it also pleases the guys (some who have wives who do not swallow) and I feel I deserve that delicious meal I worked for. A short post, but now after writing this I want to have a load. I wonder if I can get to one of my regulars or, maybe, find someone new. I love finding new cock (a rarity lately as many do not follow through) that I need to learn how to please and taste their load. Haven't found a load I didn't like yet.
My wife never 'catches' me looking at porn. I look at porn, she'll occasionally check out what I'm watching. If you've read anything I've written here, you'll know SHE knows I'm bi and is fully on board with my sexuality. I was on Xtube a couple weeks ago. My current porn tilt is on public stuff...but surreptitious. Like during concerts and stuff. However, my tablet had me looking at understall stuff due to autocorrect and not finding what I wanted. This led me to a particular poster over there who's rather..prolific. I hadn't realized you could get that much accomplished. Mel glanced over at the screen and said, "huh...I bet the other guy's knees hurt." I hadn't really thought about it, but I guess she was right. "Looks hot though. You ever try that?" I commented that I hadn't. Gloryholes, sure...in bathrooms, sure, but never under a stall. "I'd be cautious." That was sort of her way of saying, "you should try it, but with a friend." The following weekend my friend Al pulled his seven inches, still dripping, out of my ass from inside the stall at a local state park's more remote public bathroom. He'd tried underneath it, but even with the higher gap area he wasn't, in his words, "As young as he used to be." He'd gotten a leg cramp almost a stroke in, so he came over to the stall I was in and finished the business. It'd been barely risque at all. The day was kind of crappy, hardly anyone there, and only one person had come in the entire time...right at the beginning when I was blowing Al under the stall. They'd used a urinal, washed their hands and left. Yesterday saw me back in the park. The area with the particular bathroom is pretty remote, and has the best trails, so I was doing a morning 5 mile hike out there. The day was going to be beautiful, and the wife and I had planned to do a big get-together in the cul-de-sac that evening, so I was getting my 'me' time done in the morning, communing with nature and whatnot. I was all done with my stroll along the trail at around 9:45 in the morning, and as I came back around where the truck was parked, near the same bathrooms from the week prior, I noticed a state forestry vehicle parked by the small building. I finished off my water bottle and headed to the bathrooms, both to put the bottle in the recycling and to void myself of what it was pushing through. The place is small and well kept, with three metal sinks to the right and paper towel dispensers to the left as you walk in. Walk further, and you'll enter an area with three stalls on the right and three urinals around a corner. I took the closest stall to the sinks, per that MythBusters episode and started doing my business. I really didn't have any backside stuff, but hiking moves stuff around, so I wanted to be sure. I'd just about finished peeing when I heard a cough from the stall next to me. The guy had been deathly silent. I figured the state forestry guy had been out checking trails or something and I'd had the place to myself until what I could only imagine was a 'courtesy cough'. I checked my watch to see what time it was and how far I'd gone, hearing him apparently finishing up with what he was doing. The toilet flushed next to me as my watch read "6.72 miles". A moment later, I saw two knees come under my stall wall. A thick, fully erect 7.5" nestled in a neatly trimmed area of dark pubes followed a second later, already a drip of something at the tip. "OK..." I thought. There was no way this was random. I'd told Al I was going here today, maybe he set something up? I got onto my knees for a closer inspection. The skin on the man's legs was tanned dark, but his shaft, sack and general groin area were generous shades lighter. The shaft was thick, in all directions, and veins coursed through it like an exaggerated drawing of a cock. Like when a guy who's already pretty veiny wears a cockring. It was intense, and I wanted it for all the sexual reasons as well as for my sexual trophy case. His head was smooth as I wrapped my lips around it, licking the slit where the drop..which I now recognized was a tiny bit of leftover urine..went onto my tongue and down my throat. He tasted like the faintest hint of sweat under Irish Spring. I brought my hand to his heavy sack, finding that while he trimmed his groin area, this was fully shaved. I stroked the area, feeling his pulse race under my lips as well as my fingers. If you've ready anything else I've written, I'm not a deepthroater. The angle of this wasn't too advantageous, either, so the best I could do for him with his thickness was trace the roadmap of veins down the top three to four inches of him, letting a generous helping of spit trail down around the rest. Since I needed to lean on a hand, I only had one left and that was on his balls. My work wasn't for nothing. Every few seconds, a pulse would come through him, bringing a healthy drop of salty precum onto my tongue. I could feel it rolling all the way down his shaft, like a conveyor belt. His voice finally emerged maybe three minutes in, "I wanna fuck." Not so much a demand, but a request that more or less led there. I pulled off of him to give him the bad news, "I didn't bring any lube. I'm kind of tight." A split second later and some rustling, a small bottle of astroglide was next to his right knee. I went back onto him, taking the brand new bottle, peeling the seal off and applying some to me. I worked a finger in, bearing down slightly then started a second one. When I thought...hoped...I was close enough, I pulled off of him. I pooled some in my hand and worked it onto him down to the root. My cramped position made it a relief to get into a squatting position over him. I felt him brush the entry to my bowels and bore down as I lowered. It took a couple of tries, but the third time I felt him pop inside, my awkward pose and angle letting him in a bit further than I'd planned, almost an inch past his frenulum. I gasped at the sharp pain and burning that accompanied the violation, but bore down quickly to alleviate it. "Oh yeah." his voice came from the other side. I started moving down further, and felt him slide forward a bit more, sort of limbo-ing under the wall and presenting a more straight up-and-down angle. I worked down a bit more and quickly felt my ass cheeks hit his thighs. He was even harder inside me. That same pulse I'd felt with my tongue and lips ground against the ring of my asshole and made it hard for me to concentrate. I started moving up to try to take my mind off of it. When I felt just his crown inside me, I lowered back down...slowly...until I was at the base again. Again, his heartbeat was insane. It was like he swelled to half again his size with every pulse. I started a regular rhythm up and down on him, which I would have loved to be in time with the blood flowing through him, but couldn't have come close to the pace. Particularly when the pace picked up. He started to get involved with the frequency, pressing upwards as I came to the bottom and driving himself deeper. I felt this on my prostate, milking a line of fluid out of me that would trail to the floor, only to break as I went up off of him. "Yeah" his voice started to break a little as the pace of his heart rate, still apparent in his shaft, went even faster. His breathing was following suit, almost gasping. It was between these gasps that he let me know how it was going to end, "Yeah. I'm...I'm gonna blow. I'll tap your ass when it's gonna...gonna happen. Fuck soon... Just sit all the way down and take the fuckin' load." I kept going at my same pace, letting him come up, shiver slightly and bury there. It was only three or four strokes later that I felt his hand tapping my left cheek relentlessly. I sat down, hard, until I felt the hairs of his base against the sensitive nerves of my asshole's ring. He grunted, and for the thickness he generated with his pulse, his cumshot was almost painful. He grabbed my ass, pulled down as each wave came through. Inside, I'd feel him swell, all the way to the head, then deflate for a split second before the next one came through. I'm not sure how long he came for, but it felt like minutes went by before I felt him noticeably decrease in width. From that second, it was only a handful of breaths before an almost tiny, flaccid prick popped out of my ass, dropping a few opalescent puddles behind it. "That was fucking awesome" came his voice again. "Yeah, it was" I said. I sat on the toilet as I heard him stand up and start cleaning himself. I just wiped off the excess lube and anything that would trail down my legs. I exited the stall about the same time he did, and got my first view of him. He was maybe 5'4", bald shaved head, brown eyes to compliment the brown hair he had all over his body and his brown Department of Forestry uniform. It was a face I'd seen on a cruising site for the area, never really hooked up as I didn't feel we were on the same page in the bedroom area. We both were at the sinks before he spoke again, "I saw you and your buddy here last week. I thought about joining in then, but wasn't sure about it...wasn't sure about today either, but man, that was hot last Saturday...haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Thanks for that." I laughed, "Thank YOU! That was one of the most interesting things I've done in a while." "What do you say?" He continued, drying his hands, "Next weekend? Or maybe some other time?" I took his card and told him it'd be a definite. I've got a season pass to the state parks, I imagine I'll need some help from some of the employees.
My last leg on the way home was Denver. I had an overnight layover, and while Denver is an absolutely beautiful city with great people, I was in no way interested in being there. If I'd have been able to fly from my previous location (Vancouver) straight to Atlanta, I would have. I set myself up in the hotel around 7:30 and called the wife to let her know I'd settled in, no big deal. She said she was going to spend half of my paycheck on a French Bulldog. We have a good relationship. The TV was on. My feet were on the coffee table. My ass was in the couch. I was checking my tablet and went to a cruise site, just to see if anyone was in close proximity. Closest was 8 miles. I didn't have a rental. Oh well. There's a Ruby Tuesday's down the road, so I walked there in suck weather in order to imbibe something a bit more alcoholic than what I had in my room, and I'm not going to pay hotel prices for a beer. Ruby Tuesday's wasn't so bad, so that beer I was planning on went to 3 beers and some fruity thing that involved white rum and pineapple juice and a loss of inhibitions. I hiked back over to the hotel and went to my room. I was barely out of my shoes before I had my tablet and was checking into two sites I was familiar with. First one, there was a guy looked to be in my hotel...that's cool. A bit older than me, his profile said he was looking to hang out and was a bit on the "vanilla" appearance. I was a bit lit, and was thinking I was more into something more severe. Second one was one of the closer hotels, probably. He was in his late 20's, probably. His stats looked more along my lines, average type of guy. I messaged him. There was no reply, sort of bummed me out. I went over to a porn site and started browsing around, but got a chat notice. It was from the first guy, the one in my hotel. Huh. I replied back. Over the next few minutes, our back and forth went pretty well. Yeah, he seemed a bit vanilla on his profile, but was pretty cool nonetheless. I actually thought to myself, "hey, I'm gonna just fool around with the guy, vanilla's fun sometimes." Ten minutes later, he was in my suite. He was 51, 6'1", 225 or so, brown hair and eyes. He was a property buyer for timeshare companies or something. A few minutes went by with us just chatting and whatnot. "So, you wanna get naked and see what happens?" I asked. He chuckled, "Sounds good!" Maybe 30 seconds later, we were both nude. He was set up pretty well, you know, the "Dad Bod", but he clearly wasn't letting it be a stopping point. His arms were pretty well defined, and his legs looks like he ran or biked. A little bit extra around the middle was all. He also had a great dick. I'd put it at just a shade under 7", and a bit over average thickness. He was completely shaved...or maybe lasered, not sure, but it was smooth as silk. It took me a hair longer to shuck out of my clothes. His profile had said, "top/vers". Mine was "bottom/vers", so it felt a bit odd to me when the guy dropped to his knees the second my dick was clear. He was...pretty decent. Not winning any awards, but pretty good. He was one of those folks who was sort of exploratory at first, licking around to different angles, trying around my frenulum, the ridge along the bottom of my shaft, checking each one of my balls out in turn. He also got a bit exploratory in the whole groin area, pushing me back to the largish deco chair in the room and spreading my legs wide. I was moaning some encouragement, of course. I don't cum from blowjobs, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy vigorous action in my nethers. He continued to get into it, lifting my legs and going down towards my perineum and, eventually some rimming. Where he was pretty good at sucking dick, he was brilliant at rimming. His profile had said he was gay, but he ate me out like I eat out pussy...his whole face between my cheeks, his tongue digging in as far as he could, mouth going like mad everywhere he could, everything going a thousand miles a second. All the while, his hand pumped away on my cock, just above his forehead. I continued to keep my head about me, but the rimming was doing some good. Like I said, I don't cum from oral, but rimming can do a number on me. But it wasn't actually on his agenda. Just as I was about to get to a point where I could time how I'd finish, he stopped. I had pushed my head back but now I looked down. He popped up from his all-fours position below me into a kneeling one, and I felt his knob down at the gate of my rectum. I was a little anxious...I hadn't seen much of his dick and wasn't sure I could take it. I hadn't had much ass play in the last few months due to the travel, so as he pressed a bit forward, I bore down. As it turns out, I didn't need to worry so much. His head popped past my sphoncter with little more than a press. I just tilted my head back again and let him do his thing. He was pretty damned skilled at it too. Press in just enough to almost make it hurt...back out and let me rest for a second, press in again with just a hair more depth, back out again. Within 2 minutes, he was all the way inside me. "You're tight." he said, grunting with a final thrust. My legs were up against his chest, and I felt his groin hit my asscheeks. I sighed, "Is that a bad thing?" He pulled back a bit, maybe an inch or so out. He thrust back in, hard, "No, but I'm gonna cum really quick. Like..." he pulled back out, a couple inches, "...maybe two minutes. Maybe less." He slammed back home. The pace only continued for another 45 seconds or so. He never pulled out more than 3 inches, not even half, and always slammed back inside me. All except for the last 5 seconds. I felt him slam home, then start this bucking motion, neither pulling out nor exactly thrusting in, just thrusting. Breathlessly, he said, "I'm...I'm gonna cum. Where do you...where do you want it?" I was just enjoying myself, and I wasn't about ready to spoil his fun, "Wherever you want to put it." He bucked a few more times, then quickly pulled out of my ass, furiously jacking himself as he blew a viscous, powerful stream of several shots of semen all over my cock and balls. I began to reach down, to use his jizz as lubricant in jacking myself off, when he stopped me and lowered his head down, licking and sucking his load off of me. That's not very vanilla. Once he'd devoured every last drop, he stood up. "Mind if I use your shower real quick?" I chuckled, jacking myself slowly...apparently I didn't get to get off. "Sure, go ahead, but I might join you." He went to the shower and I accompanied him into the room, just chitchatting. He started the tap and felt for the temperature. He still had a full hardon when he said, "Yeah, kinda gotta use the shower...gotta piss and don't wanna stand on my head for it, you know?" I beat him into the shower, grabbing the soap. He looked at me and said, "I wasn't joking, I kinda gotta take a leak." Turning around, I kind of waggled my still sloppy butt at him and said, "Well, here's a spot." "What...you mean, like you want me to piss on your ass?" he asked, holding the base of his shaft. I bent over a bit further, "On, in, whatever works for you." Now was the moment where things either got interesting or ended the night. So there was a moment where I was pretty sure he was going to get out and piss in the toilet. Instead, I felt the knob of his prick at my anus again. "So...you want me to put it in, or just like, stay here?" I held a bit of anxiety in as I said, "you can push it in a bit...works better that way." His helmet popped inside. He put his hands on my hips and sort of moved briefly back and forth, not much. He tensed a few times, and I thought he was going to do let go, but nothing was forthcoming. "This is...this is the first time I've ever done anything like this, not sure if I can do it." I felt him lose just a little of his hardness, so I pushed back a bit, "Don't stress it, it works better if you don't stress." He pressed in a bit further. I felt him just about all the way in, "I think, I think it's coming, you ready?" I pushed myself all the way back, so my asscheeks rested on his upper thighs, "Yeah, do it." He swelled up a bit, and I felt myself start to fill up. It's not the first time I've had it done, so it was familiar and oh, so good. Most guys go for a good 30-45 seconds due to the restriction. He went on for at least a minute and a half, all the while, I felt myself practically distending from the amount of fluid. It was amazing. "I'm. Man...this is wild. I like this. But I think I'm done." He said. "Well, if you want, go ahead and pull out." I followed. He pushed in just a hair. I hadn't noticed he'd pulled out just a bit, "I don't think I want to." His hips pulled back just a bit, then he started an in-out movement, not precisely fucking, just moving. It went on for just a few minutes, maybe two or three, while the shower rained down on us, until he finally he bucked his hips two final times, and I felt him pulsing inside me. A second or two later, he pulled out. I felt a little splash of fluid, which was just fine, we were in the shower after all. He finished in the shower, while I took care of business. Once I was finished, He jumped out of the shower, and in I went. Once I finished, we chatted a bit more. I ended up going down on him and swallowing the small load he generated in the maybe 30 minutes. He grabbed his clothes and went to his room. The next morning, I met him again, but this time in the Sauna that adjoined the mens' room by the meager gym. We did a little 69ing, followed by another phenomenal rimjob on his part. Once he'd gotten me good and slobbery, I sat on his cock until he ran close to finishing, when I popped off so he could once again cum on my equipment and suck it off. As little as I like the Denver Airport, I guess it's not all bad.
At 55 years of age and being married to the same woman for 32 years i am amazed at her sexual appetite, though i am not complaining nor bragging but i'm at a loss to describe her sexual needs. Lets start off by describing her, she is of course the same age as myself at 55 yrs of age, she is a very petite woman that stands at 5'4 110 lbs small tits and a baby face appearance her body is rock solid even after 2 kids. She is of Asian decent but born here, and she still practices the traditions of her upbringing. However she has a naughty side in private. Since our marriage over 30 years ago she has been the most loyal, trusting person i could ever know and still is. She is an awesome mother to our 2 children and an excellent Grandmother, of course when people find out we are Grand parents some would have never guested. As the kids grew up she and i were always in the privacy of the bedroom sexually active everyday, she loves sucking cock, swallowing cum every morning before sending me off to work, at night or sometime before the kids would come home she would be ready for a round of hard core fucking. However when the kids were around she was just your everyday mother and wife but in private she was a sex freak. Whether we be in social setting or private she almost always wears knee high dresses, which unless you knew she was always bare under neath, she never has worn underwear. It was common for me to be getting ready to go someplace and she would tease me a little letting me know she needed some cock so i often just pulled her dress up and drove my cock into her always sloppy wet pussy often times in the kitchen bending her over and fucking the hell out of her. 3 years ago on New Years Eve we were staying in as we never got into the crowds of New Years. My buddy called and said his wife was having a family health issue so she was not in town and he was bored and asked if he could come over. I said of course so he came over, for the record i have had Bi sexual relations with him for 3 years without the wife's knowledge. He came over and we started drinking and started playing truth or dare and after 2 hours we learned a lot about her sexual exploits outside our marriage and she learned mine. And our open lifestyle started that night when i said i dare you to suck his cock. That started a very adventurous life style. We fucked her brains out that night and all she could say is i want more, since that night she has brought more women home than i can count and i get to enjoy strange pussy all the time, bit the best part is seeing her getting her desires fulfulled with my many friends. Watching her fuck other men is the highlight of my day, and seeing her extremely happy makes me happy. She and I are still rock solid in our relationship but she still loves her freedom to fuck who ever she wants and me as well. The reason i titled this my wife is truly a whore is because of her request last week as she wanted to live out her fantasy of being gang-banged, so we called all our male friends who we know and have been with and some that have only been with me. Bottom line after it was all said and done we had 12 of us guys, after some drinks and explaining the rules everybody got naked and the wife got busy pleasing all those wonderful cocks. As soon as 1 would fill her with cum there was another waiting to make his deposit, she swallowed cum took it in her ass and some of the guys got off multiple times. and after 2 hours of this she was exhausted. She passed out in her cum covered body on the bed and slept till morning when she awoke she could barely walk, she was so sore we didnt fuck for 5 days. but she smiled and said i don't know if i could handle that ever again but i had to live it out and glad i did.
My hottest moment with a guy would be when I'm sucking his cock and got him all nice and hard and his manhood's head is swollen to the max and finally he explodes! Oh god! With a woman when I plunge my dick deep inside her pussy and see the look in her eyes as my manhood invades her sexy hole in and out until I blow my load!
I'm 53 y.o. male that had only came out to therapist previously but just the other day came out to long time female friend (not straight) and I am so proud of myself! even though I've been too afraid to really come out by gosh I've started. It feels pretty good!
Another sober Saturday night where I miss the live chat.
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