The Team Mascot ch 2
I was getting ready for the shower when Ben moved past. His fingers brushed across my shoulders, sending an electric shock through me. My cock jumped as I grabbed my towel and I entered my usual stall. Within seconds Ben was behind me.
The warmth of his breathe on my neck was intoxicating, “you were watching us very closely.” His hands movedvdown my back and cupped both cheeks. I had gotten used to him holding me this way so I lay my head back on his chest as he massaged my bottom for what was to come.
“Good boy,” his fingers dipped between my cheeks and found the lubrication I had worked into my rosebud. I looked up into his handsome face and he proved again I was his toy. He said nothing else as his cock stretched me open and he slowly rocked in and out in long, slow strokes. I could hear his heart hammering against his ribs as his cock hammered my ass. I bended at the waist and spread my legs so he could drive deeper. Our mutual moans rose as he drove me to that place I have grown obsessed to reach. I could think of anything but the intense pleasure this man was giving me. But before I could orgasm Ben folded my bowels with his thick gooy juices.
“I have something special for you,”. Ben pulled out as he spoke and my empty ass dripped his juices as I stood up and began washing. I was so depressed as I stood there alone. My fingers dipped between my cheeks to start soaping up when a strange hand gripped my wrist. “Don’t clean up yet,” the baritone sound of the voice told me I would be there a while longer.
I felt the man’s body moved in place and I felt another cock slip easily into my newly vacated rectum. I gasp as the new invader claimed me. It was obviously bigger than Ben’s cock, my sphincter stretched more as the muscular tube of flesh disappeared in to me. The head of the weapon inside me bumped into my prostate causing a small gush of clear juicevto bubble out of my cock.
I was fully dilated when the new intruder was pulled out. When the mushroomed head reached my ring I was moaning in joy. When he moved forward and buried himself fully into me I nearly screamed. By the time my new lover was rhythmically pounding me I was a whimpering, babbling madman. Two thick black arms reached around and tugged on my nipples as his hot breathe flooded my right ear. Again I was under control of another man and loving the experience of submitting to his control.
Here was a complete stranger claiming my willing ass and all I wanted was more of it. I was pushed against the shower wall. My legs spread. My face against the tile as this dark-skinned man slapped his groin into me.
“Your ass feels great!”
“Hmmmm. You feel great too. Fuck me harder.” I stammered out. And he did. I pushed my ass back as he drove faster and faster. I orgasmed straying the tile in front of me seconds before this wonderful stranger filled me with the second load of the day.
His sexual weapon slipped out and he left the shower. I stood with my face against the tile as I finished my shower. I dressed and went home.
Thank god for the long ride home. When I finally arrived I had recovered enough to give my wife her usual Saturday smile.
I walked in the living room and smiled at her. My wife got up and we wrapped our arms around each other. When the long intense kiss released I dropped my sweat pants and looked into her eyes.
She looked confused. “Get over here and suck this cock.”
“You that excited?” She asked.
“You want to get laid or not?”. She quickly dropped to her knees and looked up at me. “You know how.” Linda’s mouth started forming words but I cut her off by grabbing her hair and pulling her lips to the head of my cock. Her lips parted and her tongue flicked the clear cream covering the crown. I watched as she licked and sucked the head of my cock before placing my hand on her head and began pumping her mouth up and down on my cock. Just as my balls tightened against the underside of my shaft I released her head and said,”take your clothes off and kneel on the sofa.”
Without another word Linda dropped her outfit and assumed the position. Stepping behind her I spread her cheeks and rammed into her in one shove. Part in pain and part in joy Linda groaned and buried her face in the back of the sofa. This was not love. This was hard hammering sex and she was loving it. Her moans intensified as I pace increased. Her moans told me she had three intense orgasms before I filled her with my second load of the day.
Stary-eyed she collapsed on the sofa as I drank the cup of coffee she had sat beside my usual chair. Her breathing Chad returned to normal by the time I reached for her hand and lead her to our room for round two.