An Intimate Night
Introduction:
an intimate winter night i spent with a hot man. it was cold out there, and he needed a cab, ⊠i donât know, read it
I opened the window, âHow can I help you?â
âWhere are you headinâ?â, he asked
â15thâ, I answered
âI was going to 14th but no fuckinâ cabs outta hereâ
âOK, come on get in Iâll drive you thereâ
The man got up in my car, sitting next to me, and I started checking him out. He was a black man, about 35 yo, 6ft, a bit slim but firm, wearing a black leather jacket and a dark-blue jeans. I though about starting to work on that man, maybe he would let me suck him up in return.
Without a premission he lit up a cig and started to fill my car with smoke. Iâd be lying if I told you I didnât like that smell. Just the though of being forced to inhale his cig smoke coming off his mouth and nose..it was giving me a boner. While I checked him out for a last time, looking at his crotch, I found a huge bulge! .. âhe mustâve been horny as hellâ, I said to myself, realizing my chance.
âSo where have you been at?â
âWatchinâ a fuck vid with a dude..and drinkinâ some shit, when his girl showed upâ, he lazily answered
âWow! a porn vid! I can see why you gotta trouble there!â
âWhat do you mean?â
âIâm talking about this **looking aside, at his crotch**â
For a couple of seconds, he quietly laughed , and then said âYeah.. wanna help me with it?â .. I was glad he got the picture
âSure, love to help a brotherâ
âYou love to suck dick, donât you?â
âExactly, so if you gotta bust that nut, just tell meâ
âAlright, letâs go to your place, then you can suck my dick as much as you wantâ
After that, he felt free to light up another cig, and a third one while I drove him. Sometimes he would simply blow his smoke in my face, and it was turning me on something fierce.
When we got to my apartment, it was already warm and yellow inside, but I loved to turn on the heater. After taking our boots off, we threw our jackets on a couch, and then headed to the bedroom. His stink, and the smell of his socks had already started to fill my little house. Fuck yeah!
He took his shirt off, while I started to unbutton my shirt, showing off my well defined chest. We continued to strip off until we were both naked.
I looked at his body, no gram of fat, just firm muscles, covered with dark skin. He was moderately haired, specially on his legs and his crotch, his balls, and somewhat around his nipples. He jumped into my bed, resting his head behind his arm, on my pillow, waiting for me to ride. and I could see hair on his armpits too.
When I got my head between his thighs, I was struck by the smell of his crotch. His dick was hard, about 8 inches, thick, with a meaty purple head, and two big balls, hanging low and lazy. I wrapped my hands around his balls, and my lips around his dickhead, and started to work it. While my hands played with his balls, I started to taste the salty dirt of his skin.
Aroused by the strong smell of his crotch, I covered more of his meat with my mouth, until his head was hitting my throat. I tightened my lips around his nigger, trying to massage him the best way. I wasnât getting enough, I wanted it to be even bigger and bigger and bleed my throat, damage me. Since I could never do it on my own, he put a hand on my head and pushed me lower, impaling my throat with his hard dick.
He held me there for a couple of seconds, while my throat massaged his dick and he gasped in pleasure. I repeated the same thing on and on, hungrily, but gently, making him harder. I stopped playing with his haired balls in my fingers and passed them to his ass crack.
His ass felt oily, wet, and I could feel some sharp hair on my fingers. While I sucked his dick, I massaged his asshole with my fingertips, and sometimes just went to touch on his well muscled cheeks, and his thighs.
It was the best moment in my life. On a rainy day, in the middle of the night, in my own home, between a stinky black manâs legs, feeding myself his dick and feeling up his ass. I felt the back of my mouth being strongly hit by his healthy, thick cum shots. I swallowed everything he gave to me, working my tongue on his dickhead for more cum.
âGuess weâre done? Bitchâ he grined. âYouâve seen nothing yet. Iâm gonna fill you up with my cumâ
âand Iâll be nothing but a cocksucker to keep your dick happyâ
âWant more cum, cocksucker?â
âYes, please.. Iâm so hungry for cumâ
âWhat are you gonna do for it, bitch?â
âAnything you want, SIRâ
âAnything?â
âAnything, Sirâ
âEat my ass?â
âYes, Sirâ
âI donât think you can handle that shit.. havenât showered in a weekâ
âPlease, Sir. Let me eat your dirty ass clean, Sir. and feel free to use me in all the ways you want, Sir.â
âFuckinâ faggot!! Lay on your back, bitchâ
I laid on my back on the bed, and then he climbed on me and parked his haired ass on my face. The stink of his ass was heavier than garbage, I wanted to sniff it for an hour, I wanted to die under his ass, I wanted him to suffocate me with his smell.. but that wasnât what he wanted. While he relaxed, and started to stroke his dick again, I started to worship his filthy asshole with my tongue, trying to take deep sniffs of it before it would get clean (I thought).
âHowâs that smell?!â, but all I could do was moan and groan like a bitch.
I groaned crazily, rubbing my nose, my lips and tongue all over his dirty hole. I was lost in that black ass. Sometimes I would bite his cheeks, but later get hungrier for the stink of his hole, so go and slip my tongue in there.
I munched on him like a piece of raw meat for about ten minutes, still dominated in his firm ass cheeks, forced to eat and smell his stink, while he stroked his dick. I was just in heaven. I was dreaming of a fart to blow at my face, some huge, nasty bomb of stink to make me pass out.. but my dream never came true.
âReady to eat some cum?â
âMmmmhmm!! yes(h) s(h)ir.â
âWanna eat my cum, bitch?â
âYes(h) s(h)irâ
With that, he pulled his ass from my face and turned around, now sitting on my neck and chest. âYou worked for it so gotta take it nowâ. He continued to stroke his dick along my face, with my mouth hungrily wide open, until he fired a big shot of white lava which covered my tongue, and was followed by two other shots.
After I tasted and swallowed his cheesy cum, and his dick cooled down, he grabbed my head and held it to his crotch, commanding me âKiss my ballsâ, and I obeyed. I made love to his balls while their rough hair blocked my nostrils, and I liked to play them with my tongue.
âOhhhh.. Yeah bitch, thank my balls for feeding you dinnerâ
Later, he pulled his ass from my chest and laid along my bed his back. I was dying to shoot my load, but that didnât seem to be something he really wanted. You know, it was all about him, and no one else. I would have to sleep with a lot of load inside of me that night.