I realized that I was spiraling down that long, dark, (no pun intended) tunnel of depravity on my way to being a slut for Big Black Cock.
I was torn, on one hand, I thoroughly enjoyed sex with Jim, but I knew I was getting out of control, thinking about his thick black tube of flesh in my mouth, spewing its salty load down my throat, pounding my now forever wrecked asshole, now pussy, and secondly, concerned about my family, my wife, even my job. I was constantly thinking about se
As I drove home, my asshole had stopped hurting, but burned like someone was still shoving a red hot poker in and out of it. My ass cheeks were separated by what felt like a golf ball between them. I couldn't believe Jim had taken me like that.
Thank god it was the weekend, I needed the time to try to get my ass back in shape. Saturday morning, still feeling the burning sensation in my ass, and what felt like a lump back there, I had used my wife's hand mirror to take a look at my
I had mixed emotions. I enjoyed my time with Jim. No question about it. I enjoyed my time with his girlfriend, Annette. That was the problem. I t was cheating on my wife with Annette. Not so with Jim. It bothered me. Double standards? I didn't think so, what Jim and I did, couldn't be duplicated by my wife. Annette on the other hand...
No doubt about it though, I was addicted to black cock, or, more specifically, JIM'S black cock. His cock felt good in my mouth, and in my ass. I h
Due to other obligations, I wasn't able to get to the gym in the evening for the rest of the week. I missed the feeling of Jim's thick black cock filling my ass, and the sensuous feeling of his warm cum draining out my stretched out hole. It took more than a few Kleenexes to stem the flow of his cum running out of me.
It was Monday evening, and as I parked my car, and got out to walk into the gym, my ass hole veritably throbbed with the memory of our encounter last week. I had mi
I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guys, as such, but COCK. I am married, love my wife and family, and will do nothing to endanger them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself?
With local University connections, I am able to make use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way more time looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.
I tend to
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