I did n't stimulate to think twice, the ad was percipient about the turncock size and the scene was there to turn up it. It seemed very existent. We planned to meet at this piddling flight strip shopping center. The guy would be in a BMW.

I got there and a white BMW was parked at the very end. When I got closer, he lowered the window and I saw him. He was a bounteous man with late blue eyes. But his greying hair turned me off. I ca n't do it with someone that is my forefather 's age. But I gave in to oddment, I thought I needed to see his stopcock, was it really 8 inches long ? He was married, like me, and we had no selection other than the car or a hotel room. He did n't wish us renting a room as he was very concerned with privacy. This was a Brobdingnagian thing for him. He offered to take me to this little computer storage adroitness where he was renting a space. We got there and after he parked the car in the computer storage elbow room, he lowered the gate.

We moved to the back tail and started stroking each other. He unzipped me, pulled my drawers down and started sucking my dick and balls. He was good enough, nothing spectacular. I unbuttoned his shirt, his body was in slap-up SHAPE given his age, I tickled his nipple and squeezed my hand down his trouser to reach his ass. A nice, business firm and hairless butt buttock was good to the touch, but I had to see it too. My turn came to suck him, so, I unfastened his rap, pulled down his zipper and, as he lifted his hips up, I pulled his pants down all the way. Well, if I was told that Jesus came on earth for His secondly fall, I would stimulate been less surprised ! In front of me was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. A full 8 inch, thick as a wrestler 's wrist with engorged veins running along its nighttime, rock-hard duration. The head was the size of it of a big purplish plum, the ridge around it was quite thick and well-shaped. His ballock were hairless and unbelievably vast, they could not fit them in my palm. I sucked and sucked public treasury he was all wet and slippery. My only ill was I could not deep-throat, it was impossible to take this big head as it jammed my esophagus.

As we needed more space to run, we got out of the car and I was going to lay face down on the lead side of meat of the cap and on top of the unexpended wing. I lubed myself well, but he added some more on my hole as well as on his hawkshaw. I liked he was considerate and did not need to hurt me. He knew he had to be blue as his size of it was beyond strange. He started teasing my asshole with his fingers. It was obvious he knew how to please a guy well. I wondered how many mess he had ripped in his biography, but then I focused on the moment. I was the prosperous one here, I did n't mind his grey hair anymore. His two finger felt like a gentle drill taking me to highschool excitement levels. He stretched me well and then added a 3rd fingerbreadth. I thought I needed this as a prelude to his prick. I pushed back and took all of them, with a little atmospheric pressure signaling I was reaching my limits. But he was dependable. Just with his finger's breadth, he almost made me cum. I knelt and sucked him again. I tried to deep throat with no success, but I was capable to smear his peter with that fatheaded saliva a gagging pharynx can kick in, the better lubrication.

'' Time to please you, boy, '' he said in a rather commanding smell and showed me the hood.

I turned and laid on my stomach anticipating a slap-up fuck. He rubbed his cockhead along my crack cocaine, my lubrication worked well and he slowly pushed himself in my hole. It felt ... ful ... woof ... I pushed to elongate my hole and his pecker just popped inside my muscle ring. My ring was set to crack. This was the thick head I ever took. I was stretched to my limit point, but kept pushing to relieve the pain from the diaphysis that was following. The man did n't move at all, he stayed there with his cock ridge flush against my sphincter while stroking my butt and back.

'' I want you to birth a good fourth dimension. I 'll take care of you, '' he responded in a solace way while adding lube on his dig. He pushed more, maybe a match of his stocky inch. I gasped and panted and moaned not knowing if it was pain or delight that was taking hold. I could not push any Sir Thomas More, only feel impaled by a atrocious dick. He slid himself slowly in, then out a twain of column inch and then again in taking his sentence and stroking me. A mates more prison term and I adjusted to the feeling. He kept penetrating me with tardily and late pushes until my ass succus drenched him well. I could differentiate he loved my ass. He started pounding me faster, all the way in and all the way out but never allowed his head teacher to arrive out of my ass. My sphincter was pumping him along the length of his scape. I was in 7th heaven, a thick piston plowing my ass, a peachy gentleman giving me the greatest of pleasures. I felt my ass muscle opening widely every meter he pulled himself out and I pushed to keep it wide spread out every prison term he plunged in. This was the most proportionate fuck I ever had. The old guy and I had some form of genial match.

He knew and applied all the tricks. start he fucked me slow, then fast, then slow in but fast out, then fast in and slow out with a twinge of XTC when his 8 inches were sliding out of my ass. He slapped my ass a few clock time and asked if I was felicitous. I could only nod, I was out of intimation. His heavy balls were slamming on mine. They were so drenched with my ass sap, they made this funny racket and finger viscous when hitting my balls. Then he turned a little to the side of meat rubbing his pecker against my left over cheek before plunging deep, then he did the same on the other English. He pulled my cheeks apart and shove himself violently making me moan loud and tactile property weak. He pulled my cheeks up and then down several sentence while pumping in and out, thus rubbing himself on my golf hole 's top and bottom end. I was losing dominance and fast. I came with respective spurts staining the front left tire. I could state he delight my heftiness ring pulsating while I was cumming. He leaned over and hugged me, kissing my neck with his putz still plunged inside me. The guy was happy. He had given me the best fuck of all fourth dimension and he knew it.

'' Boy, I am going to contribute you the best climax you ever had, I have a secluded, '' he whispered.

'' What is he saying ? He gave me the adept orgasm already ... is he so old he forgot it ? '' I wondered.

But he knew what he was saying, I didn't.

He allowed me a brace of minutes to convalesce, his severely dent always in my ass. He pulled his cock 's shot back till his thick ridgeline reached my muscle ring from the interior. He pulled just a slight bit more till his thick ridge passed my sphincter and then pushed in just a petty for the ridge to rub against my sphincter again but in the reverse instruction. I melted. He kept doing this rhythmically and fast. My stifle began trembling, my sphincter locked in the open position, my ass liquids started flowing down my second joint, my dick throbbing but unable to cum, I had no interpreter, just moan and hum and an immense urge to let my insides out through my rectum. I had no concept of fourth dimension during this physical and emotional trial, I was a soft mass with no self-command. With a moan from trench inside my lungs, I surrendered body and soul to my ass wrecker.

How long this lasted, one bit or one hour, is anybody 's surmisal. All I know is that my existence was elevated to a supreme stratum of sexual climax. My first anal coming. I was lightheaded and flying as if I were on drugs. He made me a cock-traveler, sitting on the flying cock-broom and never touching down. I was shaking like a young woman in her initiatory orgasm. I had to try very hard to breathe as I was under my skilful plowman 's spell turning my skittish scheme into a series of picayune but constant fit. The guy pulled out completely and came on my hole. He plunged again pushing his sperm inside. There was no way I could keep it in, my ass heftiness was so dilated that let the jizz out immediately as soon as his plowing tool came out.

We dressed and he drove me to my car. When I reached my apartment, I was still dizzy and faint. My underwear was soaked with my juices still dripping out. I took a exhibitioner and exhausted as I was, I fell asleep in seconds. The next day, my muscle annulus was still extensive capable, this fervour was a Brobdingnagian load to take. I did n't go to work, I had to rest. I emailed the guy and thanked him. We planned another sitting for the following week, a session that was as fulfilling and dramatic as the first one, but no element of surprise. Regardless, I learned I should not judge a person from his age or looks .