This feeling of euphoria was new.
He flipped me over onto my back and pressed his hairy chest against mine. I could feel his cock throbbing at the base of my hole, anxiously waiting for a way in as my legs rested against his shoulders. He slowly pushed the tip into my tight, tan ass and every caution about using protection or saying stop flew out the window. He pushed even deeper but the pain was new and electric and I began to moan "I can’t".
Have you ever wanted something so badly but was terrified at the same time? That was me, wanting to please him but anxious of the pain. He continued to push but my hands pushed against his broad arms in instinctive defense. I could feel the restraint in his body that begged to fuck me as he kissed me again. His dark beard tickled my chin as he aggressively nibbled on my lip.
He reached over the side of his bed and fumbled in the dark. He fingered my ass with lube this time before sticking a butt plug into my hole. As it began vibrating, I felt heightened arousal as I closed my eyes in pleasure. I could feel him watching me, probably half-amused and half-turned on by the show I was providing. After a few more minutes of butt play, I climbed on top of Leo and began kissing him passionately.
"You like kissing?" He asked in a telling sort of way.
I kissed on his ear and neck. "I like you," I admitted to this tall handsome stranger, tracing his nipples with my fingers. He led my head over to his nipples, guiding me to suck on them and lick them.
I rose back up to his mouth, unable to get enough of his tongue exploring between my lips. "Cum on my chest," he commanded. The butt plug had slipped out and I sat back against his cock, grazing against my ass. I began stroking myself, staring intently at him trying to memorize his face and this moment. Watching his dark black hair sweep to the side and his rugged hairy chest awaiting my load. His piercing eyes focused on me while his large hands wandered back to my ass.
It wasn’t long before I came all over him and even onto the bed. He reached out for a nearby towel and I helped him clean it up.
We began to kiss some more. Man, maybe I do have a thing for kissing. "Where are you from?" I finally asked.
"Italy," he whispered to me. In one final attempt he flipped me over, head down on his bed and ass arched up. His cock toyed at the entrance of my hole before going in halfway. Fuck, it was still painful. Perhaps my ass just wasn’t ready, because I pleaded for him to stop. Like a perfect gentleman, no matter how much aggression and adrenaline had built up, he forced himself to stop and began to jerk off.
"I’m sorry," I whispered, wanting so badly to give him all of me. He quietly came and wiped himself with the same towel I had cleaned up with. He kissed me again and began slapping my ass. I could tell he was used to getting what he wanted. I laid in his embrace wondering when would I see him to do this again...
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