Sex from All the Holes
As we saw, George was the first man who fucked me and due to his unlimited experience he proved to be an amazing teacher and lover. I always wondered what drew him to me, because, strangely, from the night we did it, he didn't go with another. You might say—and quite rightly—that his word alone isn't enough. Simply, he devoted so much time to me, that I honestly don't see where another would fit.
He himself admitted that he had fucked every kind of female biped of the hominid family. Small, tall, Chinese, Swedish, blondes, brunettes, Turkish women and whatever the human mind can conceive. He had tried them all except women of my type, and I had become a fixation for him (he says). Anyway, This proved very enlightening for me, and very flattering for my until-then wounded ego, while George declared himself overjoyed that he had found in me the most fuckable (name and thing) combination of characteristics.
Generally, after for a period of 2-3 weeks he fucked me indiscriminately, without
fantasy and planning—that is, at the first opportunity he would strip me and throw successive cocks into me without any foreplay—he later decided we should start the games. He didn't tell me, he just took the initiative, and asked me after the "revelation".
little cinema, but George declared himself tired and suggested we watch a video.
Thinking that if we stayed home, the sofas would groan, I went into the bathroom to wash up. I left him on the couch watching TV. I took a very fragrant bubble bath, carefully shaved my pussy, because he didn't like it completely hairless ("I like to fuck women, not babies"), I put on creams etc. etc. and came out wrapped in a towel, which covered very little. The truth is I had planned the fucking for much later. Coming out however I ran into George who was peeping at me through the keyhole and jerking off. I froze because I didn't expect it. "My baby, every time you shave like that do you show your pussy to the keyhole?" he asked me, breathless. "Don't you know there are some perverts who like to peep?"
With one move he pulled the towel off me and threw me down next to him on the floor. The good thing about me is that I get horny automatically. He ascertained this for the thousandth time himself when he shoved his (thick) fingers into my wet cunt. "Mmmmmmm. You want little games, huh?" he asked me in a whorish tone, and continued to tickle my clitoris while he bent down and licked my already erect nipples with relish.
He drove me crazy and he knew it. I was still too inexperienced to be able to play more. I was thirsty for fucking and couldn't wait. I turned on my back, opened my legs and begged him to do it quickly. "From now?" he asked lightly. "We're still at the beginning." He continued the licking with his experienced tongue, while his hands patiently teased the few curly little hairs of my pussy. I groaned impatiently, rocked my pelvis and pleaded for more contact. He laughed and went down lower. He took my pussy in his mouth and his tongue
explored every little corner meticulously. I still get horny at the memory of that
pussy-licking.
He was completely naked and with as much concentration as I could muster I admired his wonderful
body. His broad back, his muscular arms with the black curly hairs, his hairy ancient Greek chest, his tight ass and his wonderfully erect cock. His cock was wonderful. Without being donkey-sized, it was imposing and upright, dark-colored and full of wrinkles. The glans was well-shaped and swollen, while his balls despite their size, were hidden within thick pubic hair. This last part made sucking him difficult for me, but it didn't bother me much. The image as a whole fucked my mind, endlessly turned me on, and I could cum just by looking at him.
He realized I was staring at him intensely because he lifted his head from my swollen
genital organ and asked me tenderly: "What does my baby want?"
He took me in his arms and kissed me without any impatience, and whispered
love words to me that I hadn't dared to imagine I would hear from anyone, much
less from him with whom I had a purely sexual relationship. He took my hand and placed it on his cock. "Play with it for me, my baby," he said softly. I obeyed but soon my arousal led my mouth to his cock. He moaned and pushed his penis into my mouth with gentle movements, which by now reached my tonsils. His masculine smell drove me wild and I greedily swallowed the fluids that welled up from his exquisite member. We were in a 69 position and he caressed my ass cheeks without doing anything else.
"I can't decide which little hole to fuck you in," he confided in me
finally.
Lightning-fast however it seems he decided, because he grabbed my pelvis firmly with his two hands and brought my asshole to his mouth. In recent days he hadn't taken me from behind and it had tightened again. His tongue was patient and persistent, and slowly managed to relax the sphincter enough so that he could get 2-3 centimeters inside. He fucked me with his tongue and I thrashed with lust. My pussy was cumming
uncontrollably and I was in a continuous orgasm.
He stood up and brought me under him. He took his cock and rubbed it with
one two slow movements over my clitoris. He shoved it into my vagina
and gave me a few-minute-long fuck that made me feel like an animal. I
saw him fucking me with an animalistic decisiveness, but also an inexplicable
tenderness. I had tangled my hands in the hair of his chest and
I was shouting rhythmically.
Suddenly he pulled out, lifted my legs and revealed my ass to
his eyes. He shoved the glans in hastily and I heard myself groaning with
some surprise. He went in and out incessantly, inserting only the little head
of his cock.
"My little whore, your little ass is like a virgin's," he said between thrusts.
"As if I haven't thrown so many Ottoman ones into you. You'll break my cock with the
tantrums of your ass."
It hurt because he didn't use Vaseline, but I tightened the muscles of my asshole
to turn him on even more.
"What kind of man are you, my darling," I growled "you make me feel
like a virgin every time."
He pulled out, spat on my asshole and rammed it all the way in. "Take it in your ass, you little faggot, take it and see how men fuck." "Give it all to me, my big-cocked one," I moaned as he tore into me mercilessly. For an hour he fucked me stubbornly in the ass, as if he wanted to make sure his cock couldn't be defeated by my tight hole. I came 3 times during this period while he came and with his own semen facilitated his advance into my little ass.
He didn't realize until he discovered that my ass was like an old fifty-drachma coin (listen to what the number thought!), so he came on my pussy and promised that next time he'd give it some weight too!! I thought he would have been exhausted by now because, to be honest, it was a fuck that required a lot of strength and stamina.
I got up (limping because my ass was stinging and because the marble was
too hard to be fucked on for hours) and went to take another
shower, leaving him half-asleep on the floor. When I finished, I found him playing with the TV remote. "Didn't we say we'd watch a video?" he asked innocently. "I found a nice movie in my personal archive and thought we'd watch it tonight. Come next to me, I want a cuddle," he concluded sweetly.
I squeezed next to him and my eye fell on his shorts. Something was happening in there.
The movie started and from the title I understood a lot about what was to come. It was called "The Marine and His Bazooka" and it started with the marine "playing" with his "bazooka" in close-up and two or three women arguing over who would give him a blowjob.
My hand slipped inside George's little shorts and discovered that his own bazooka was loaded and was about to demand a target. I didn't speak at all. Decisively, I pulled down his shorts and undressed from the waist up.
"What kind of little tits are these, baby," he laughed as he pinched their nipples
mockingly.
I gave him a handjob with great skill—which I had very recently acquired, but according to his words, I was on par with the most famous whores—and then I gave him a Spanish blowjob that finished him off. He spilled plenty of cum on my perky little tits. I continued to jerk him off and with my free hand I rubbed my soaked pussy. "Do you want cock, my sweetheart?" he asked, panting.
"Mmmm," I agreed because his dick only allowed me to say that. "Come and take it," he commanded, and then I came on top of him, moved aside the lace from the almost non-existent thong I was wearing, and pushed his cock into my pussy.
"Fuck me, insatiable little bride," he whispered in my ear, as I moved up and down
and my pussy swallowed his dick to its full length. My plump
tits bounced against his face, and as I went down, his hairy
balls teased the sensitive skin around my little ass. I sat down as deep as I could and felt his dick meeting resistance at my womb.
"I've found your bottom, you little slut."
I stopped riding him, and with circular movements of my pelvis I raised his arousal to the heights, and mine as well. "Blindness to the professionals, my girl, you are a natural talent," he concluded, gasping, and pushed me away from him. He got up and threw me on my side.
This way I could see the marine fucking a petite girl with a tight ass. George lay down behind me, lifted my leg and brought it back, while he pushed his rock-hard, aroused dick into my still unsatisfied pussy. This position had many good points because, among other things, his wet cock also touched my clit as it thrust violently in and out of my cunt, and that drove me wild.
We must have finished because the marine had by now gone into a frenzy: he had
fucked countless women and two soldiers who liked it sour. The couch had become a disgusting mess from the cum, and George declared that he hadn't expected to enjoy the video so much. Neither had I, to tell the truth.
Since then, we also abolished the Friday night cinema. And it was a wise decision.
We shouldn't risk fucking in the bathrooms during the intermission.
But that's a story I'll tell you another time.
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