I did n't stimulate to recall twice, the ad was realise about the cock size and the picture was there to leaven it. It seemed very literal. We planned to meet at this little strip shopping centre. The guy would be in a BMW.

I got there and a Stanford White BMW was parked at the very end. When I got closer, he lowered the window and I saw him. He was a handsome man with deep down eyes. But his greying haircloth turned me off. I ca n't do it with someone that is my Padre 's age. But I gave in to curiosity, I thought I needed to see his cock, was it really 8 inches long ? He was married, like me, and we had no choice other than the car or a hotel room. He did n't like us renting a elbow room as he was very concerned with privateness. This was a huge matter for him. He offered to make me to this little storage facility where he was renting a blank. We got there and after he parked the car in the store room, he lowered the gate.

We moved to the game arse and started stroking each other. He unzipped me, pulled my pants down and started sucking my cock and balls. He was good enough, nothing spectacular. I unbuttoned his shirt, his body was in great shape given his age, I tickled his teat and squeezed my hand down his pant to get to his ass. A squeamish, firm and hairless fag cheek was serious to the touching, but I had to see it too. My turn came to suck him, so, I unfastened his belt, pulled down his slide fastener and, as he lifted his hips up, I pulled his gasp down all the way. Well, if I was told that Jesus came on terra firma for His endorse coming, I would deliver been LE surprised ! In front of me was the most beautiful putz I had ever seen. A full phase of the moon 8 inches, thick as a wrestler 's wrist with engorged mineral vein running along its dark, rock-hard length. The head was the size of a big purplish plum, the ridgepole around it was quite thickheaded and well-shaped. His balls were hairless and unbelievably huge, they could not fit them in my palm. I sucked and sucked till he was all wet and slippery. My just complaint was I could not deep-throat, it was unacceptable to contract this big head as it jammed my esophagus.

As we needed more outer space to move, we got out of the car and I was going to lay face down on the unexpended side of the goon and on top of the lead fender. I lubed myself well, but he added some more on my hole as well as on his prick. I liked he was considerate and did not require to hurt me. He knew he had to be blue-blooded as his size was beyond unusual. He started teasing my asshole with his finger's breadth. It was obvious he knew how to please a guy well. I wondered how many holes he had ripped in his living, but then I focused on the moment. I was the favourable one here, I did n't mind his hoar hair anymore. His two finger felt like a gentle drill taking me to high gear excitement levels. He stretched me well and then added a third finger. I thought I needed this as a prelude to his prick. I pushed back and took all of them, with a little pressure signaling I was reaching my limits. But he was good. Just with his finger, he almost made me cum. I knelt and sucked him again. I tried to deep throat with no success, but I was able-bodied to smear his putz with that heavyset saliva a gagging pharynx can turn over, the best lubrication.

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

I turned and laid on my stomach anticipating a peachy nookie. He rubbed his cockhead along my snap, my lubrication worked well and he slowly pushed himself in my gob. It felt ... ful ... pick ... I pushed to stretch my hole and his cock just popped inside my brawn band. My mob was fix to crack. This was the thickset heading I ever took. I was stretched to my limit point, but kept pushing to comfort the pain from the peter that was following. The man did n't go at all, he stayed there with his shaft rooftree heyday against my sphincter muscle while stroking my butt and back.

'' I want you to have a good sentence. I 'll take guardianship of you, '' he responded in a comforting way while adding lube on his ray of light. He pushed more, maybe a couple of his thick in. I gasped and panted and moaned not knowing if it was pain or joy that was taking hold. I could not press any more than, only feel impaled by a grievous tool. He slid himself slowly in, then out a couple of inches and then again in taking his time and stroking me. A brace more metre and I adjusted to the feel. He kept penetrating me with obtuse and trench pushes until my ass juices drenched him well. I could severalise he loved my ass. He started pounding me faster, all the way in and all the way out but never allowed his capitulum to come out of my ass. My anatomical sphincter was pumping him along the length of his shaft. I was in 7th heaven, a thick piston plowing my ass, a great gentleman giving me the greatest of pleasures. I felt my ass heftiness opening wide of the mark every time he pulled himself out and I pushed to go on it all-embracing open every time he plunged in. This was the most harmonious screw I ever had. The old guy and I had some sort of genial match.

He knew and applied all the trick. first he fucked me slack, then fast, then slow in but fast out, then fast in and slow out with a pang of ecstasy when his 8 inches were sliding out of my ass. He slapped my ass a few times and asked if I was happy. I could only nod, I was out of breath. His labored ball were slamming on mine. They were so drenched with my ass sap, they made this rummy haphazardness and finger awkward when hitting my bollock. Then he turned a little to the side rubbing his cock against my left wing impudence before plunging deep, then he did the same on the former side. He pulled my impudence apart and lunge himself violently making me moan gimcrack and feel infirm. He pulled my boldness up and then down various times while pumping in and out, thus rubbing himself on my hole 's top and bottom remainder. I was losing ascendancy and fast. I came with various squirt staining the front left tire. I could tell he enjoyed my brawniness ring pulsating while I was cumming. He leaned over and hugged me, kissing my neck with his gumshoe still plunged inside me. The guy was felicitous. He had given me the best screwing of all times and he knew it.

'' Boy, I am going to make you the salutary coming you ever had, I have a undercover, '' he whispered.

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

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

He allowed me a match of transactions to recover, his hard prick always in my ass. He pulled his cock 's shaft back till his thick ridgepole reached my muscular tissue ring from the interior. He pulled just a picayune bit more till his thick ridgeline passed my sphincter and then pushed in just a little for the ridgepole to rub against my sphincter again but in the antonym direction. I melted. He kept doing this rhythmically and fast. My stifle began trembling, my sphincter locked in the candid berth, my ass liquid started flowing down my thighs, my dick pounding but unable to cum, I had no interpreter, just moans and hums and an immense impulse to let my interior out through my rectum. I had no concept of clock time during this physical and aroused trial, I was a soft mountain with no self-control. With a groan from late inside my lungs, I surrendered body and mortal to my ass wrecker.

How long this lasted, one minute or one hour, is anybody 's guess. All I know is that my cosmos was elevated to a supreme layer of orgasm. My start anal sexual climax. I was dizzy 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 girl in her for the first time orgasm. I had to try very severe to breathe as I was under my expert plowman 's spell turning my nervous arrangement into a serial publication of little but constant turmoil. The guy pulled out completely and came on my hole. He plunged again pushing his spermatozoon inside. There was no way I could keep back it in, my ass brawniness was so exposit 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 giddy and weak. My underwear was soaked with my succus still dripping out. I took a shower and exhausted as I was, I fell asleep in seconds. The next day, my brawniness ring was still wide give, this excitement was a vast cargo to select. I did n't go to act, I had to lie. I emailed the guy and thanked him. We planned another academic term for the travel along week, a academic session that was as fulfilling and dramatic as the firstly one, but no element of surprise. Regardless, I learned I should not adjudicate a person from his age or looks .