1. I'm a Cock Sucking Cum Slut


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: cdhusband, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    there were never fewer than twelve men who came to me on a fairly regular basis.This went on for seven years. I was in heaven. I could still fuck my wife as much as she desired it, which wasn’t often. Though it seemed that her needs for cock never came close to matching my need for cum. Still, it seemed a happy medium to me. That is until that fateful day six months ago. It was a new guy, he was in his mid-forties. I had found him on the internet as was the case with so many. He said he had a ten-inch cock that was full inch and a half one thick. He needed someone who could handle his size. I assured him that I didn’t think it would be a problem. The only thing was that he wanted me to wear stockings and a garter belt. I told him that this would not be a problem that I often wear panties, stockings, and a garter belt. He told me just the stockings and garter belt would be fine. I suggested that we meet at my house. He said that he would rather have us meet at his place. I usually don’t do this. I was reluctant at first, but the promise of a fat ten-inch cock was too much to be tossed aside. He gave me the address and told me that it was in a small trailer park down along Route 70. He said I should plan on being at his place at 2 pm, sharp. He also said that I should just knock on the door and enter without waiting for him to answer. I was to strip down to my stockings and garter belt. I was to position myself on my knees and my elbows on the floor, and then announce that I ...
    was ready. This was all something new for me, but I figured, what the hell. My wife was not scheduled to return home until later that evening. It gave me some relief just knowing that I had plenty of time for this little excursion. I arrived at the appointed hour. I knocked on the door, hesitated for a moment before trying the door. It was unlocked. I stepped inside. There was a sofa to one side of the room and a small television sitting on a table on the opposite wall. I could see a short corridor straight ahead of me with three doorways, they were all shut with the exception of one. I didn’t hear anyone stirring. I was a bit unsure if this was the smart thing to do, but my balls got the better of me. I stood there in my stockings and garter belt for a minute listening, nothing. I got down on all fours, my ass sticking way up, and I spread my legs to best show off my huge balls. I yelled, “Ready.” I must have knelt there for five minutes, waiting. I could feel my huge balls hanging loose between my legs. My tiny cock was leaking pre-cum that was oozing out running down my balls and dripping onto the shag carpet. I could feel his footsteps approaching even before he said anything. The voice that suddenly made itself heard was on the quiet side though a deep basso that bespoke of someone with a large body. “Don’t look at me. Keep your eyes on the floor. You will answer me always by addressing me as Master, when I ask you a direct question. Other than that, you will keep your ...
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