Taking a Nice Thick One
Sometimes things just happen in just the right way. Right now I can still feel that cock rubbing everything inside of me, how it felt to have my cunt stretched way out of shape and that trip out around the stars, for a few minutes. A few others were unwilling witnesses to it, no apologies about that.
A very dark skinned guy showed up here (a backpacker) from Spain for a bed in the dorm. He was attractive and very friendly. When we were alone later, everyone else was out walking or having dinner, he told me that the place had been recommended by another backpacker he’d met, about three weeks ago. In truth it had been over a month (the well-hung Canadian guy). He’d been told that the hostel was nice and that the owner/manager was a pretty good fuck.
We kept it low key as some of the other guests came and went; he had a few beers and relaxed. As we talked he made it very clear that he was interested in sex. I made it clear that I was available – as soon as we had time to get in bed. He wasn’t bad looking and (I’d been checking out what seemed to be a very nice bulge in his shorts) seemed easy to get along with. He went out to find some food – after I pointed him in the right direction – and kill some time until things quieted down and we could be alone.
I have a young Vietnamese guy that works part-time; I called him to see if he could come watch the desk and handle things until it was time to close for the night. He arrived in about half an hour.
I gave myself a good clean-out, lubed myself a little and waited for the guy to return.
Not much shocks me.
This guy had about 9” of uncut cock, a bigger than normal head and was so damned thick that I couldn’t get my thumb and forefinger to close around it! Once he was good and hard, that thing had an upward curve that looked beautiful. We ended up in bed undressing each other in a matter of minutes, I’d sucked him a little – really stretching my mouth! By agreement, we wound up in the missionary position; as he mounted me, I pulled my legs up just under his armpits and locked them around his torso then, rolled my hips and pushed like I was trying to have a BM…
Having him penetrate me was a mix of pure pleasure and pain! The head opened me up, stretched me good and wide then, he filled me; god did he fill me! Slowly and steadily; I was given all of that beautiful cock…all the way to the bottom in me. There was no way I could take him quietly; between the pleasure I was feeling and, having my cunt stretched that much then, having the head firmly hit bottom deep inside…I squealed like a little bitch! I didn’t bother to control myself – I didn’t care if anyone heard me or – who heard it – I just squealed like hell!
I also told him not to stop!
I begged him to fuck me, begged him to give it to me good and hard, as hard as he wanted to! That’s when things became VERY loud! I was plowed like a whore, long hard and deep.
I wrapped myself around him and just enjoyed the hard ride.
He ended up staying for two days; he didn’t get much use out of the bed he’d paid for. That first night I was fucked twice before we both simply passed out cold. The second time lasted well over an hour and, between that and handling his morning wood [a good solid hour of hard fucking] there were some strange looks from other guests during breakfast. I was in slut heaven and, despite spending time on the toilet, was walking around leaking his loads out of my gaping cunt. God was I gaping!
I was calm enough and, paying attention enough, that I felt him pumping his load into me at least twice. We did slow things down the first day and, at around ten that night, back in the good old missionary position, I had one of the best and longest orgasms in a while! Yes…everyone in the place heard it…there was no way to hide it as I made a mess between us. I also felt like I was going to pass out; when it was finally over I couldn’t even breathe. He pounded me for a few more minutes then filled me with another nice big load of cum.
Damn he was good!