Hot for Teacher

My name is Christian Bailey. Everyone calls me "Bay". I have a little story to tell you about one of my favorite adventures. Hope you like it.

I had just turned 18. It was my junior year in high school. Hormones were in full force. My cock was constantly hard. My thoughts were constantly on men. I had fantasized about men for as long as I could remember. No one had a clue.

I was a popular jock. Captain of the soccer team. Kept my body fit. I stood 6 feet tall with dark, short-cropped hair, hazel eyes, smooth tanned skin, and a lean muscular build. I wasn't interested in the jocks at school -- though they were fun to look at. I was into MEN. Jason Statham, Mark Strong, Bruce Willis, Chris Daughtry, Darren Criss (not the GLEE actor) types of men. I was a total sucker for a guy with a shaved head. You get the idea.

It was a crisp Autumn Day and we had the day off from school. I'd said no to hanging out with my friends. I just wanted a "me" day. I pulled on my favorite white t-shirt that said "Relax", a black hoodie, a pair of white running shorts, laced up my shoes and headed out for a run. I lived in a secluded neighborhood with lots of trees and houses that sat on large lots. The park nearby was huge and offered wooded trails to run or bike, even horseback ride on. I headed that direction. I cleared my head and just ran. The crisp air burned a bit, but felt good in my lungs. It was cold enough I could see my breath. There didn't seem to be anyone else around. It was quiet except the sound of the leaves crunching under my feet. It wasn't long before my mind wandered to its favorite subject -- cock. I began to think of the hot guys I'd seen here or there in and around my neighborhood. Men out washing their SUVs or sports cars, working in their yards. There were actually quite a few good looking men around.

My cock began to stiffen. I started to run a little funny - it's not exactly easy to run with a hard on. The fabric of my shorts was rubbing against my erection. I reached down to adjust myself as I entered the park. I was a big pre-cummer and a spot was already beginning to appear on the front of my shorts. I was going to have to get this cock down. The only way I knew to get it to subside was a jerk and cum session.

I slowed my run and looked around. Park was empty. I looked over to where the restrooms were. No one. I headed that way. I'd hit the stall, jerk off, cum, and go back to my run. I pulled my hoodie off over my head as I walked toward my destination. My cock was raging at that point and I began gently rubbing it through my shorts as I walked. I pushed the door open once I reached the restroom and walked inside. It was quiet. The light dim. I headed for the first stall and stepped inside. I pulled my shirt up over my head and tucked it behind my neck. I slid my shorts down and my thick 8 inch cock jumped up to smack my abs. I sat on the toilet and spread my legs a bit. My hands sliding over my body. My nipples going instantly hard from the cold and arousal.

My eyes adjusted to the dim light and I looked at the walls of the toilet stall. I noticed writing scrawled here and there. Crude drawings of cocks squirting cum, or cocks pointed at puckers. Then, some small spy holes.

"Hmmm," I'd thought. "Why had I never noticed those?"

When I thought about it, I realized I'd actually never even been in that bathroom. The stuff I'd missed out on! It was a fucking turn on for sure. And there was something about the idea of it being a place where guys whipped their cocks out all the time. It even had that musky man smell. I had just wrapped my fist around my cock when I heard the door open.

"Fuck!" I yelled in my head.

I sat up a little taller and brought my feet together. I heard footsteps, a pause, then more footsteps toward the urinals which were right next to the stall I was in. I shook my head as I realized I was stupidly holding my breath. Then the sound of a steady stream of piss being deposited into the gaping mouth of the urinal.

Curiosity started to kick in and I looked at the spy holes. My cock jumped as I leaned my eye toward the hole. He was standing two urinals away, piss flowing from his cock. It was a nice looking cock too. Looked long and thick. Uncut with a lot of overhang. Great set of shaved balls hanging too. I let my eyes wander up and down. Another runner it looked like. Shorts. T-shirt hugging what appeared to be a very nice physique. He must have been 6'4". My gaze traveled further, trying to get a peek at his face. Strong jaw-line with 5 o'clock shadow. Nice nose. Amazing eyes. Shaved head. Fucking YUM! I put a hand over my mouth to prevent a moan from escaping my lips. Then I realized who it was.

"Oh shit! That's Mr. Chandler!" I yelled in my head.

Mr. Chandler was my biology teacher. I didn't realize he lived in the area. I'd lusted after him since my freshman year when I saw him in the hall one day. I'd spent two years sneaking peeks in his classroom. Now that I actually had him as my teacher, I'd sit in class daydreaming about sucking his cock - imagining a nice after school tutoring session. My books always placed firmly in front of me to hide my hard-on when it was time to leave class. His cock was better than I'd imagined, and it wasn't even hard. I took my eye from the hole and sat up. I swallowed hard. I couldn't wait for him to finish and go. This was the perfect jerking material to release the load churning in my sac.

That's when I realized I didn't hear his piss stream anymore. But I hadn't heard him move either. I swallowed hard and headed for another look through the hole. That's when I saw that his cock had filled out some and watched as his right hand slowly stroked it. I watched as the foreskin slid back and forth revealing -- then hiding - the beautiful mushroom head of his cock. His piss slit glistening with precum. I looked up to his face again. He was watching his hand move on his cock -- which continued to grow longer and thicker. He slid his tongue between his lips and my naked pucker twitched. I reached up and absently ran a thumb across my right nipple. Then my left. My cock was drooling big time, and I don't think it had ever been that hard. I licked my lips. I'd been watching his hand slide back and forth along his cock, so I hadn't realized he was looking at me -- well, my eye. His cock was rock hard now. Fully engorged it looked to be like 9 inches and beer bottle thick. That moan did escape my lips. I bit my lower lip and looked up at his face again. That's when I finally realized he was watching me watching him. I sat up quickly.

"Oh FUCK! Busted!! Now what?!" I yelled in my head.

I heard footsteps and ventured a look. He wasn't there. Then I heard the door close on the stall next to me. It was the only other stall in the bathroom. I turned and found the spy hole in that wall. I'd already been caught so I didn't care -- and he obviously was into it. This was un-fucking believable!

He was standing against the back wall, his shorts all the way to the floor. He'd pulled his shirt up like I had. He had a beautiful body. Strong. Muscular. Dark, short-cropped hair covering his chest and abs. He had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it - putting on one hell of a show. The hand that wasn't beating a slow steady rhythm on his huge cock was roaming his hard pecs and flat stomach. I watched him pinch one nipple and then the other.

"What I wouldn't give to get my mouth on those." I said in my mind.

I'd taken my own rock hard cock in hand and was matching him stroke for stroke. I realized then that at some point I'd reached my other hand down between my legs and had slipped a finger inside my pucker -- which had become wet as hell.

"What the hell." I thought to myself. "How does that happen?"

I dismissed it quickly though and relished the way it helped my finger move in and out of me with ease. That's when Mr. Chandler kicked out of his shorts and walked forward, edging closer and closer to the divider I was looking through. He stopped and pulled his foreskin up over the enormous mushroom head of his cock. I watched as a thick ribbon of precum drooled from within his hood and fell to the floor. I licked my lips.

"What a waste! Bet it tastes unbelievably good." I thought and moaned out loud.

Then Mr. Chandler was sliding downward. He'd gone to his knees and was sliding his massive cock under the divider.

"Was this really fucking happening?!"

He continued to stroke himself, now under the divider. I took my hand off my own cock and reached for his. It felt so hard and hot in my hand. I squeezed it -- which rewarded me with a deep moan from him.

"Oh fuck that feels good," he growled out loud. "Stroke my big cock."

I moaned my response as I started moving my hand up and down on his cock. I couldn't quite get my hand all the way around it -- it was so fucking thick. It felt amazing in my hand, and it was making me hot as hell knowing I finally had my teacher's cock in my hand. I wanted it in my mouth next. I started to scoot to the floor when I felt his strong hand sliding up my leg. He brushed the hand I had between my legs fingering myself while reaching for my cock. He paused and felt along my arm, realizing what I was doing. That got a loud growl from him and he placed his middle finger on top of the one I had moving in and out of my pucker. I slid my finger out, allowing him to slide his inside.

"Oh my god that felt so fucking good." I screamed internally as I moaned loudly externally.

I scooted off the toilet and onto my knees, allowing him easier access.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he moaned as he finger fucked me.

I continued stroking his big meaty cock, mesmerized by his foreskin sliding back and forth over his swollen mushroom. Our moans bounced off the walls and echoed through the bathroom - sure anyone walking nearby would have heard us, but I didn't fucking care. This was heaven! We played like that for a few more minutes and then he slipped his finger from within me and slid back out from under the divider.

"You need to come over here," he whispered.

I heard him slide the latch open on his door. He still didn't know it was me. I wondered if he'd freak and it would be all over. Not going to lie, I was a little freaked myself. Didn't want it to end, but I was more than willing to give it a shot. I pushed to my feet. I stepped out of my shorts and picked them up. I grabbed my hoodie off the hook on the back of the door and reached for the latch. I swallowed hard and slid the latch open. The door creaked as I opened it. I stepped out and reached for his door, which stood slightly open. I pushed it all the way open and stepped inside. I watched his face. His eyes got bigger as recognition set in.

"Bay?" he asked.

"Hey Mr. Chandler," I whispered with a smile.

"Hell yeah," he growled stepping closer to me with his cock in hand.

He reached behind me and latched the stall door.

"I've been wanting some of you all semester," he said. "I have to sit at my desk so much during your class because you make my cock hard."

"No way," I said.

"Yes way," he replied. "Come here."

He took my hoodie and shorts out of my hand and hung it on the hook behind me. He put his hands on my lower back and pulled me into him. A slight pause. He leaned in. His lips hovering just before mine. Then contact.

"Holy fuck," I screamed inside and then I was lost to Mr. Chandler's lips.

Then his tongue was entering my mouth. Flicking against mine. His strong arms wrapped around me, holding me against him. His body felt so fucking amazing pressed against mine. His right hand slid down onto my ass. His fingers crawling inside my crack. Middle finger slipping inside my hole as he continued to feed me his tongue.

"You're so fucking wet," he moaned between kisses. "It makes my cock throb!"

He kissed my neck, licked my ear, then back to my mouth.

"We need to go somewhere a little more private I think," he said coming up for air.

All I could do was nod. I think I was in shock. Couldn't believe it was all really happening.

"As much as I'd love for you to stay just like that, you might want to put your shorts back on," he said squeezing my ass cheeks.

He slid his finger from inside me. I whimpered.

"Don't worry about that Bay," he cooed. "I'm definitely getting back inside there."

He leaned in and kissed me hard. We pulled our shorts and shirts back on. I pulled my hoodie over my head. I looked up to see Mr. Chandler sucking on his middle finger. The finger that he'd had inside me.

"MMMMMM," he moaned.

That made my pucker twitch. Hard. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me some more.

"Let's go," he said against my lips.

I unlatched the door and we headed out of the restroom.

"You okay to run back to my place?" he asked. "I'm only a few blocks from here."

"Definitely," I replied with a smile.

He led the way. I matched him stride for stride - though we both ran a bit funny with the hard-ons we were sporting. We'd reached his place in no time. He'd just started leasing an apartment over someone's garage. I didn't know the family, so that was cool. It didn't appear anyone was home either, so that was good too. He took the stairs two at a time, and I followed. His shirt was coming off by the time I stepped through the door. He closed it behind me. He was kicking out of his shoes and pulling his shorts off before I had my shirt over my head.

"Let me help you," he growled tugging at my shorts.

We were both completely naked now. He stepped close and put his arms around me. Then he was lifting me in the air. My legs wrapped around him instinctively. He kissed my collarbone, my chin, my lips. His

tongue slid back in my mouth. He walked us to his bedroom where he sat me on the bed. I scooted backwards as he crawled onto the bed after me. He grabbed my leg and rolled me onto my stomach.

"I can't wait any longer," he said as he kissed up my legs.

His strong hands cupped my ass cheeks and gently pulled them apart, exposing my pucker.

"Oh fuck, that's beautiful," he growled.

He nuzzled my taint with his nose and then I felt his tongue there, slowly moving up toward my wet and twitching pucker. And then contact!

"Oh my god, it was amazing."

He licked and kissed and flicked his tongue against my pucker. He kissed and sucked on it. Then his tongue was pushing inside. He was lapping at it. The sound of his lustful moans and growls filling the room. He pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could get in deeper. He feasted on my hole. I pushed my ass up into his face and this was met with deeper tongue action.

"Oh fuck yeah, Mr. Chandler," I moaned. "Eat my hole".

This was met with a deep growl and deeper tongue. He was tongue fucking me now and it felt so fucking good. I started gyrating my hips, working my ass against his face. His hands pulling me against him. He feasted on my ass for at least 30 minutes before coming up for air. I rolled over onto my back.

"I could eat you for days," he said licking his lips. "You taste so fucking good. Better than anything I've ever tasted."

I smiled big at this and then looked down at his huge cock.

"It's my turn to eat Mr. Chandler," I said reaching for his dick.

"Yeah?" he asked. "You want my cock?"

"Since Freshman year," I moaned licking my lips.

"Well come and get it Bay," he growled. "Come eat my cock."

We switched places. I got to my knees as he lay down on his back. He spread his legs to give me access, his hands going up behind his head.

I nuzzled his heavy sac with my nose and inhaled deeply.

"Holy fuck you smell good," I moaned.

"You like that Bay?" he asked. "You like the way my crotch smells."

"Fuck yeah," I hissed.

Then my tongue made contact with his sac. This got me a deep growl from him. I licked and flicked my tongue all over his shaved sac. I took one of his huge nuts in my mouth and swirled it around. Then the other. I ran my tongue slowly from the base of his cock all the way up. I pulled his foreskin down giving me access to the huge mushroom head. I lapped at his large piss slit, drinking his prenut as it oozed from within. It was the best thing I'd ever tasted. I kissed the swollen head and then let it slide passed my lips and into my mouth. I swirled my tongue all over it, getting every bit of the prenut smeared all over it. Then I stuck my tongue deep in his piss slit and pulled his foreskin up until it was covering my tongue. I licked all over inside his hood, moaning the whole time.

"Fuck yeah Bay, clean out my skin," he moaned. "That's right, nibble on it."

I did that for a good 5 minutes before pulling his foreskin down and swallowing the huge mushroom again. I got into a good position and began pushing my mouth further and further down his huge cock. I swallowed it bit by bit, pushing it into and down my throat, until I was mashing my nose against his groin.

"Oh fuck," he moaned hard. "Fuck yeah. Swallow your teacher's meat!"

He reached down and put his hands on either side of my face, pushing his cock in deeper. A slight fucking motion. The stubble of his trimmed pubes rubbing against my lips felt amazing. My hands roamed his stomach and chest. I gagged, pulled back for air, and went down again. I pulled back and began a steady rhythm with my lips, tongue, and throat. I added my hand, working his cock in unison with my mouth.

"That's right, eat my dick," he moaned and growled.

I fondled his heavy sac with my free hand. I picked up quickly on how his body was responding and I'd bring him to the edge, then back off. Bring him to the edge, then back off. By the fourth time he was bucking his hips and I knew he needed to cum. I was fucking ready for it too. I picked up the pace on my rhythm. I watched as his abs flexed, his eyes rolled back in his head, his moans grew deeper and deeper.

"Oh shit," he hissed. "I'm gonna cum Bay. You ready for this load?"

I didn't skip a beat in my rhythm. I was more than ready. I'd wanted Mr. Chandler's load for years, and now I was finally gonna get it. I continued bobbing my face in his crotch, working his cock with hand, lips, tongue and throat.

"Fuck!" he grunted. "I'm gonna shoot. Get ready. Here it comes. Eat my load!"

A deep, guttural moan -- then he began to shoot. The first shot rocketed down my throat, almost made me choke, but I held it back. I pulled back for the second shot. It filled my mouth. I moaned as I tasted him. He tasted so fucking good. I let it swirl around my tongue as I swallowed his cock to take shot

numbers 3, 4, 5, and 6. Pulled back for 7 to fill my mouth again, then back down for 8, 9, 10, and 11. He just kept cumming. It was fucking HOT!! I made sure that not a fucking drop escaped either. I wanted to make sure I'd swallowed every last bit. Shots 12 and 13 were much smaller. I pulled back and began a sucking sensation, pulling every last bit of seed from his nuts. I pulled his foreskin over my tongue and licked it clean. His fingers were running over my head, along the sides of my face. I looked up to see him staring down at me with a look of bliss on his face. After about 15 minutes, I finally let his cock slip from my mouth. I'd pulled back slowly until the flared ridge of his swollen mushroom was tugging at the back of my lips. Then *POP* as his cock left my mouth. I just smiled up at him, proud of the job I'd just done.

"Holy fuck," he sighed. "Where did you learn to eat dick like that."

I just smiled even bigger and shrugged. I'd really only practiced on a banana or water bottle at home. That was actually the first real blow job I'd given. His cock was still rock hard. I reached down and wrapped my fist around it and squeezed.

"Mmmm," he moaned.

"More," I said.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah, but this time I want it in my ass," I said.

"You want me to fuck you Bay?" he asked. "You want my cock inside you."

"For too long now," I responded. "Fuck me Mr. Chandler. I want your big cock deep inside me."

He growled and pulled me down on top of him. He began kissing me and rolled us over so he was on top. I opened my legs to let him lay between them. Our hard cocks pressed against each other. He twined his fingers with mine and put them over our heads as he kissed me deeply. He began grinding his cock against mine.

"You sure about this," he whispered.

"Yes," I whispered back. "Never been more sure of anything."

He let go of my left hand (which was twined with his right) and reached down between us. His middle finger found my pucker with ease. He gently rubbed small circles in the slick wetness there before pushing inside. He began working his finger in and out.

"I told you I'd get back inside there," he said against my lips as he continued to finger fuck me.

I moaned hard as he slid his tongue back in my mouth. He was up on his left arm over me. My hands massaged his pecs, thumbed his hard nips.

"Oh fuck that feels good," he hissed sucking in his breath.

I took my chance to get my mouth on them. I ran my tongue across his left nipple. Flicked it. Kissed it. Sucked on it. Nibbled on it. Repeated. Then moved to give his right nipple the same attention. The finger he was moving inside me shot forward as far as it could go.

We moaned loudly in unison, my head snapping back in pleasure. He licked my neck, chin, then kissed me hard. He added his index finger alongside his middle finger to my hole.

"Gotta get you ready for this big dick," he growled. "So fucking tight. I can't wait to get my cock deep inside you!"

I moaned as he worked my anal canal with his fingers and told me how much he wanted to fuck me -- which was turning me the fuck on. I started rocking my ass against his fingers.

"That's right, show me how much you want it," he taunted. "Tell me how much you want my cock inside you, Bay."

"Oh god YES," I moaned. "I want your huge dick inside me Mr. Chandler. I want you to fuck me. I NEED you to fuck me."

"Good boy," he cooed. "I think it's time to slide this big cock home."

"Yes!," I exclaimed. "Put it inside me. Bury your huge dick deep inside me Mr. Chandler. Oh fuck I need you inside me."

He sat up on his knees. He slowly pulled his fingers from inside me. His fingers were glistening with wetness. He lubed his thick cock with it and added his spit. Then he stuck his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean.

"MMMMMMMM," he moaned. "Tastes so fucking good."

I lifted my legs and pulled them back toward my head, offering him my hole. He grunted and placed the engorged head of his cock firmly against my pucker. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed up against him. My pucker stretched slowly as the enormous mushroom moved inward. I'm not going to lie, it hurt a bit, but I wasn't a quitter and pushed on -- that, and the fact that I was getting Mr. Chandler's cock inside me no matter how much it hurt.

Mr. Chandler put his hands on my waist and held me as he pushed further inside. He pulled back gently and then pushed forward again. My pucker stretched wider and wider to accommodate that massive mushroom, and then he paused when the head was finally swallowed. He pulled back and I felt the flared ridge of his cock head pull against the backside of my pucker.

"Breathe Bay," he whispered. "Relax and breathe."

My legs were shaking and the stretching sensation burned. Mr. Chandler just sat there, waiting, allowing my hole time to adjust. I felt so unbelievably full inside. And that was just the head! I was starting

to think it wasn't going to happen. He leaned down and kissed me gently. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"Relax." he said. Which made us both laugh a little because of my t-shirt that was laying discarded on his bedroom floor.

"We've got all the time in the world. You feel fucking amazing by the way."

That's all it took. I exhaled deeply and beamed up at him. The burning sensation subsided.

"More," I whispered.

Mr. Chandler sat back up, held my waist and began pushing his cock inside me further. He'd push forward and pull back. Push forward and pull back. Each time he pushed forwarded my hole swallowed a little more of his massive cock. I was so unbelievably wet at this point that I could hear a wet sound every time he moved. Then, before I knew it, I could feel his smooth, heavy sac and scratchy pubes brushing again my ass cheeks.

"Oh fuck," we both sighed at the same time.

I tried to clench my pucker. It felt so freaking open -- but then stuffed at the same time.

"You doing okay," he asked me in a whisper.

"God yes," I responded.

He growled at that and his cock swelled bigger inside me. With my legs pushed back, my rock hard cock drooled a steady stream of precum onto my chest and neck. Mr. Chandler leaned down and licked it off of me. He kissed me as he flexed his cock deep inside me, making room for his massive dick. Our moans filling the room. And then he began to move. Long slow strokes out and back in. His hands holding my waist. Small grinding motion when he was completely buried, pushing himself inside that much deeper and carving out a home for himself. Every time he made that grinding motion, my cock spit another stream of precum. Mr. Chandler coated his right hand in it and wrapped it around my cock. He stroked me slowly as he worked his cock inside, moving up as he pulled out and down as he pushed forward. My body was humming -- every single nerve alive with pleasure.

"My cock feels so fucking good inside you Bay," he moaned. "I've waited so long for this."

"Fill me up Mr. Chandler," I responded. "Make me yours."

"Oh fuck yes," he hissed and picked up his pace.

He'd go deep and stay there with short movements, and then he'd pull back until just that enormous mushroom head was pulling against the back side of my pucker -- only to drive his cock balls deep again. Then half way in, half way out. Then just the head buried. Then balls slapping against my ass. My hands roamed all over his body as he fucked me. His Pecs. His arms. His abs. Loving the sensation of his body hair against my skin. I reached down to cup his large, smooth sac. Tugged gently on his nuts -- which rewarded me with deep grunts and moans. Then I reached down to touch my hole. I want out and then thrust it back inside. Then his fingers were doing the same thing. Then he pulled out completely. *POP*

"Oh my god look at that," he said staring at my open hole.

He put two fingers inside me then pulled them out to lick them clean. I grabbed his cock and squeezed, pulling him back toward my empty hole. I wanted him back inside. He growled with lust and buried his cock to the base in one thrust. My cock spewing precum. He pulled all the way out and then thrust it all the way in again. Back to slow and deep. Then hard and fast. It continued like this for another 15 minutes.

"I don't know how much more I can take Bay," he moaned. "I want to cum inside you so fucking bad!"

"Fuck yeah Mr. Chandler," I exclaimed. "Breed me. Give me your cum! Coat me in your seed!"

It was like a switch was flipped at that and his rhythm intensified. His thrusts became precise and calculated. Primal. He'd grind it home when he was completely buried. I ran my hand down his sweaty torso and brought it to my mouth licking the sweaty goodness from my palm. His cock pistoning inside me. His balls slapping against my ass cheeks. I'd regained some control over my pucker and began a squeeze and release motion, milking his cock as it dove in and out of my hole. I pushed my ass up into him on his down stroke, pushing him that much deeper inside me. His hands holding my waist firmly as he drove his hard cock in and out of me. I could tell he was right there.

"Do it Mr. Chandler," I moaned. "Shoot your load."

"Oh fuuuuucccckkk," he moaned.

He pulled me onto his cock -- helping to push himself deep inside, grunted, moaned from deep within, and began to unload. His orgasm was intense and his moans loud. A string of curse words and phrases telling me how good it felt, how much he enjoyed fucking me, how he was making me his -- marking me as his. It was almost like he was speaking in tongues. Shot after shot of his seed rocketed home inside me. On his third shot, my own cock erupted. I hadn't even touched it. Jets of cum shooting from my piss slit, hitting my face, neck, chest. Mr. Chandler continued to piston his cock inside me. He leaned down and started licking my cum from my face and neck. He kissed me hard. Shoving his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues swirling together, sharing the cum he'd licked up. His hands still firmly holding me on his cock. His motion began to slow and his strokes lengthen, but he kept his cock buried as we made out. I could feel his cock throbbing still. I continued to milk him gently with my pucker. His cock was in as far as he could get it. Small grinding motion from both of us, keeping him moving, getting my insides completely coated in his seed.

"That was amazing," he whispered against my lips.

"Better than I'd ever dreamed," I replied.

"Definitely," he said kissing me. "Wow. Just wow."

I smiled up at him. Our eyes locked. Gentle kiss.

"Again," we said in unison and then laughed which turned into a growl from him when I began moving my internal anal muscles on his cock.

"It's time for me to ride you," I moaned.

Without skipping a beat, he rolled us over. He was now on his back and I was firmly sitting on his dick. I began a slow rocking motion as I massaged his chest.

"Un-fucking believable," we sighed in unison.

And we went at it again. I rode his cock that time. He fucked me up against the wall the third time. Took me from behind the fourth. We didn't stop fucking until night had fallen. I'd reluctantly headed home then, and yes, I was definitely walking funny. His cum leaked from my hole all night.

That was just the first of a long line of days spent impaled on Mr. Chandler's cock.