Andrew was mounting me daily. It was as though he couldn't live without it. The more he bred me, the more I craved it. But I also loved sucking him off. Giving him oral sex was so amazing, that sometimes, when he was fucking me, I began to fantasize that I was sucking him off, simultaneously. To me, that would be the ultimate sexual experience. It was a so sexy to pretend that was possible.
My ass got super conditioned to take his enormous cock. I thought back to when I was so tiny, and so very tight. I recalled how it was such a turn on for Andrew. Now, it was very different. It developed pronounced ass lips, that encircled the hole. Andrew certainly appeared to still love it, just as much as before. I know he felt a manly sense of pride knowing how he changed it so much. It was even able to accept his enormous cock, several times a day, if need be. The mounting process was also considerably shorter, and much less uncomfortable.
Aside from the dramatic physical changes, my ass was also so much more sexually sensitive. I was ejaculating, hands free, almost every time he bred me. My ass induced orgasms were much stronger, and prolonged. There were times that I begged him to fuck me again, after he had already bred me out.
Andrewβs lustfulness increased. He always seemed horny now. It even carried over to when he slept. Early one morning, when it was still dark, I was awakened because his enormous, rock hard cock was twitching and flopping around, hitting me. I was groggy, sleeping on the side of his body with my arm resting across his muscular chest. I realized that I was getting all wet, and could smell sperm. I checked, and he was fast asleep, having a massive wet dream. Cum was shooting all over as big ropes of thick wad. Several ropes even bombarded my face and head.
I thought about getting a towel to clean it all up, but it started to really turn me on. I decided to carefully rub some if it on his big muscles, being very careful not to wake him. I rubbed some on my body too. I loved wad all over me. There was still a lot left over, and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to lap it all up, enjoying the manly stud's cream. It was a very rich and delicious late-night snack.
It wasn't just him who's lust was surfacing in the middle of the night. I found myself sucking him off as he slept. I normally wake up to take a pee about four o'clock. When I come back to bed, and cuddle up to him. I love the sensations I felt returning to him. His big muscular body was so warm. His manly scent was so sexy. His enormous cock was so rock hard, and leaking. All this manly stimulation would overwhelm me. I'd get to such a state that I couldn't control myself, and carefully would go down on him, hoping not to disturb his sleep.
It was as though I was having a secret affair with his big cock. I was essentially facilitating another one of his wet dreams. I tried to be very quite, keeping the sucking noises to a minimum. I would catch myself moaning, and did my best to control it. I was feeding on such massive wads in the middle of the night, then falling back into a blissful sleep, totally contented, and satisfied. In the morning, when we woke up, I could still taste the strong flavor of his cock and sperm.
All I could think about was his enormous cock pumping my ass out. We would judiciously move towards intercourse, as my appetite to suck big cock and eat sperm was satiated earlier, while he slept. I liked sitting up on top of him, and mounting his enormous cock like that. I loved that position because I could see and feel up his massive muscles. He flexed for me as I did so. I could also smell his super manly scent, as I enjoyed his amazing physique.
Sitting on his big cock was the best position to verbalize our love. We each said such sweet and caring things to each other while his immense manhood was deep inside me. I slowly, and sensually, bounced up and down on it, whimpering...
"Oh Andrew, I'm so in love with you.β
"I love you too baby doll, and I love how you can take such big, heavy cock," he replied.
"I just can't stop myself. You're such a manly, big cocked, super stud."
Of course, he continued to punch the heavy bag, which facilitated very nasty sex. In fact, he was working on it so hard, that his body fat percentage went even lower, which brought out more big, ripped muscle definition.
One morning, we were cuddling in bed, and engaged in some light sexy talk. Andrew started talking about his big black workout partner, named Jake...
βYou should meet Jake. He's such a nice guy, and very curious about you."
"Well sure, I'd love to meet him. He seemed so nice on the phone when we had that short chat," I quickly responded.
Andrew made a suggestion that made sense to me, "Good, I'll invite him over for dinner after our workout, if that's OK with you?"
"Of course," I replied, excitedly.
I admit I've been looking forward to meeting him. He seemed mysterious at this point, and it would be fun to check him out. Black guys intrigued me. I tended to look at the black musclemen in the body building magazines quite a bit. I thought their big dark muscles looked so sexy. I wondered what they felt and smelled like.
Then Andrew said, "Let me ask Jake about tonight, I know he'll want to."
"Great, I'll go to the store and get some big steaks!"
We both were a little charged up about having Jake for dinner. I started working on Andrew in earnest, feeling up his big muscles as he flexed for me. We both were getting so turned on, and as I was lightly jacking on his enormous cock, I asked, "Does Jake have a giant cock like this one?"
"Yes baby, it's really massive," he replied.
Hearing that sent an electric charge throughout my body, and I immediately went down on Andrew, as my mind was racing...
Would Andrew be upset if I was attracted to Jake?
Did Andrew want me to know that Jake was so massive?
Was Andrew thinking that I'd want to blow Jake?