1. Fuck-Boy Experience in His Words


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Gay Male, Mature, Author: mommyluvs, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My husband and I met a young man through Xhamster the other day. We have turned him into our little house slave on weekends now. This is his story in his own words… I walked up to the door of the house with my heart pounding nervously. I didn't know what to expect. I was as excited as I was scared. I still didn't have to go through with it. But the truth was I was too horny to back out. I was about to ring the doorbell when the door opened, startling me. Before me stood a woman in her fifties. She was gorgeous!!!!!! She might have been older but she was still hot! She was built like a Brick-Shithouse!!!! A huge set of tits, perfect hips. She wasn’t fat but she wasn’t skinny either. She was perfect! &#034I, uh,&#034 stammered, too scared and intimidated by this woman. &#034I know who you are, and you're on time. That's good,&#034 she stated. She told me not to just stand there, but get my butt inside now. &#034Yeah, right,&#034 I replied. &#034No, not yeah right. It's yes ma'am when I tell you to do something.&#034 &#034Yes ma'am,&#034 I corrected myself and hurriedly entered the house. She closed and locked the door behind me. &#034Strip off all your clothes, fold them neatly, and place them over there,&#034 she pointed to the couch. I stripped to my briefs, but stopped there. I was too unsure of the whole thing. &#034Yes ma'am,&#034 I responded. She was right. It was too late to back out now. I stripped off my briefs; she looked right at my cock. I was fully erect, just ...
    less than seven inches. She licked her lips. &#034Bend over the sink and stick your butt out. You'll be doing that later, so get used to it.&#034 &#034Yes ma'am,&#034 I replied, meekly embarrassed. I had never been exposed like this before. The fact that she was almost old enough to be my mother added to my embarrassment. I heard her snap on rubber gloves. Without warning, she thrust her finger in my rosebud. I grunted and groaned and she pushed in further. She twisted her finger around, like she was trying to dig the final pickle out of a jar. &#034You're really tight. My husband will like that. He'll enjoy you,&#034 she said smugly. She withdrew her finger, and before I could relax a bit, replaced it with something else. It felt warm, and wet. &#034I'm giving you two fleet enemas. Normally, I'd give you a soapy water one, but my water bag burst from overfilling it last time.&#034 I knew that soon I was going to feel like I would burst. I had to give myself a fleet enema once before when I had a colonoscopy. They were very effective. How was I going to take two? They could have asked me to do this myself, before I came over, but I realized she was doing it because it humiliated me and she enjoyed it. I sat on the toilet and relieved my aching bowels. I scrubbed myself good in the shower. Then I dried myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt ridiculous. I cautiously walked into the living room. Ma'am held a leather collar in one hand, and what looked like a butt plug in ...
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