This is a print version of story Mike by damonaffleck from xHamster.com

Mike

He sent me a faceless, cockless message on Adult FriendFinder, and I was apprehensive to reply. Being new to the site, and posting some of the pictures and video I had, I had become accustomed to emails of this ilk. Most of them said things like "I love the way you suck that dildo, wish it was my cock" or "I'd love to blow my load on those big nipples". It was obvious to me that none of them had bothered to even take a glimpse at my profile. Once in a while, a message would strike me as funny, so I'd get brave and message back, only to find that the person on the other side of the intrawebs was just looking for a regular fuck buddy, or a piece of ass on the side.

Mike's was different. I got a chuckle out of his email, and looked at his page. Pretty non-descript, but one thing did catch my attention. He was looking for a BBW, and didn't say he was just looking for a Friend with Benefits or One Night Stand. But I decided the hell with it, and replied to his message. About three email's in, and he offered up his cell number. Now, I knew he lived about three hours away, but I figured "fuck it", and texted him. Two and a half weeks, and about a thousand texts later, Mike was making the 95 miles trip north to my house.

I was extremely nervous about meeting him, and tried really hard to not let it show. The plan was to go out for few drinks. Nothing else was set in stone. It felt like it took 10 hours for him to get here, but he finally arrived. Again, I was nervous, but tried not to let it show.

We went to a local watering hole, and settled at the bar with beers. We chatted a lot, teased a bit, and talked about the cities we lived in. Once the bar emptied a bit, we were the only occupants, other than the bartender. He wanted to shoot pool, which I flatly refused to do, but the bartender offered up three quarters for a game. He asked me if I would watch him play, and I assured him I would like nothing more. I wanted to see his stickwork.

He racked the balls, and walked back to the bar to me. He stood behind me, put his hands on my upper arms, and leaned in, kissing the back of neck. I was immediately covered in gooseflesh. My neck and ears are so sensitive, and feeling the roughness of his 5 o'clock shadow brushing against my skin made me crazy. My nipples were immediately hard and I think I let out a soft moan. He was already making me crazy.

Between shots, he would return to his spot behind my barstool, and nuzzle the back of my neck. My nipples were hard as diamonds. I wanted to kiss him so fucking bad, I couldn't stand it. Just then, the door opened and half a dozen people walked into the bar. His opponent was momentarily tied up, so Mike walked back to me, this time, standing in front of me. He leaned in and kissed my neck again, and I kissed his. Then I moved my hand to his cock, rubbing it through his khaki shorts. I could feel his thick cock getting harder, and heard a moan escape his lips.

The bartender returned to the game, and our attentions turned to the pool table. Jen was kicking Mike's ass, but he really didn't seem to upset about it. Between shots, he would return to where I was sitting, and I would rub his cock as he ran his hands up and down my arms and across my back.

Once the game was over, his attentions were entirely mine. We exchanged long deep kisses, which he knew I loved, until I couldn't stand it anymore, and suggested we leave. We bid Jen a good night, and walked out his car.

He pushed me against his car, and kissed me deeply. I felt his hard cock against me, and kissed him back as ferociously as he kissed me. For fifteen minutes, we made out in the street, our hands all over one another, until I told him we really needed to get in the car.

We drove back to my house, and parked in the parking lot of the old folks home next door. We made out like teenagers; our tongues entangled in each others mouths, his hands all over my breasts, and mine wrapped around his neck and rubbing his cock roughly. I stopped kissing long enough to unzip his shorts and slide his cock out.

His cock was beautiful. Thick mushroom head, just like I love. I knew I had to have it in my mouth, so I leaned across the console and looked up at him just as I took his cock between my lips. With a "POP", I pulled it out of my mouth, and immediately sucked it back in. I listened to Mike's breathing grow heavier and faster as I slid his cock in and out of my waiting mouth. I was ravenous for his thick cock. All I could imagine was ministering to his cock until he emptied his balls into my throat. That was my goal. All I wanted in the world at that moment was make him cum.

I continued sucking and stroking his cock into my mouth until I had to stop and take a breath. I hated stopping, but I had to catch my bearings. I felt his hands gently slide through my hair; he told me how amazing my mouth felt on him and that he'd never felt anything so good. That was all the encouragement I needed.

I attacked his cock with even more fervor than before. I wanted to make him cum, and I would pull out ever weapon in my cocksucking arsenal to do it. I covered the head of his cock with my saliva and quickly stroked it, my fingers sliding across the sensitive underside of his cock head. I flicked the pisshole with my tongue. I felt his ass slide down the back of my jeans on my giant ass, but admonished him to stop. I was going to make him cum. I was going to swallow him until his balls were emptied.

I wrapped my fingers around the base of Mike's cock, and stroked him, harder and faster. At that, he began fucking my mouth. I relaxed my throat as much as I could, and let him fuck my mouth as if it were a pussy. I gagged as I felt his huge mushroom his the back of my throat. My eyes grew wet as I sucked the big cock that was fucking my mouth. I could tell from his moans that he was getting close, so I stopped only long enough to tell him how much I wanted him to cum in my throat. At that, he let go of his load. I would love to tell you how he filled up my mouth with his giant load, but that would be a lie. I swallowed every drop of cum that emptied from his full balls. It was amazing. I looked up at his face, mine covered in saliva, and wiped my chin with my knuckles, grinning. I think he enjoyed it. Just then, I looked up to see a woman in her 60's, getting into the Subaru that sat beside us. He laughed as I tried to straighten myself out and he tucked his cock inside his shorts. I could feel my face redden when he told me he'd already seen a couple of other people walking to their cars while I was sucking his cock.

We sat in his car a while and talked before going into the house to go to bed. That's another story for another day....


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