His moist cock slid easily between my wet lips, and I made sure my tongue did its part massaging so thoroughly that I could trace the veins that roped around his cock like vines. Up and down I went accompanied by pleasurable moans as his firm grip fluctuated from the back of my head to the top of my neck. "I don't want you getting off too much on this, it's just the appetizer," I said. He and I both knew what the main course was. I assumed the position.
He forcefully slammed my head into the bedding so as to expose my asshole completely. He took his fingers and ran them down my neck and spine. He took his massive palms and spread my asscheeks apart spitting into my asshole moistening it for penetration. He spread my knees farther apart and again spit in my asshole. I could feel the warm saliva work its way down and I completely relaxed and submitted to his will. I wanted him to use me in any way he wanted. He teased my asshole by slapping the head of his penis on it, I bit my bottom lip and smiled as the anticipation of being his personal fucktoy had me in a trance.
Without warning he rammed his cock inside me causing my body to jerk forward. He pulled out slowly so as to not deprive his cock a morsel of sensation. Then again he rammed, each pump more violent than the previous one. My breathing became deep and heavy like I was running a marathon. The excruciating pain coupled with indescribable pleasure had my mind in a state of bliss. My yells of pleasure and pain fell on deaf ears as he continued his dominance.
He pulled me up by the hair with his dick still inside me and held my arms behind my back as he continued to pump. Without the support of the bedpost to help absorb the shock, I was now completely at his mercy as my asshole took the brunt of the pounding with nothing to hold on to. The ratio of pleasure to pain shifted more towards the pain side, but he quickly restored the balance when he began licking and sucking my neck. He eased up and concentrated on my neck for a little bit. The soft sounds his lips made against my neck was a welcome calm after the storm. He laid me down and assumed his position over me almost as a mighty gladiator would over a conquered opponent. His physique glowed in the dim lighting. I rubbed my hand on his chest as it rose and fell with each breath. My other hand began massaging his overworked cock and my mouth would soon follow. I placed my mouth over his pulsing dick and did my best until he came for what seemed like two minutes into my mouth. He brought his lips to mine and we shared his load with our tongues intertwined until every drop was accounted for. We layed next to each other not regretting for a minute our experimental experience. A perfect culmination to a perfect night. I can't wait to ring his doorbell again.