I did n't have to think twice, the ad was clear about the cock size of it and the photograph was there to turn up it. It seemed very real. We planned to contact at this little striptease plaza. The guy would be in a BMW.

I got there and a bloodless BMW was parked at the very end. When I got closer, he lowered the windowpane and I saw him. He was a handsome man with late bluish eyes. But his greying hair turned me off. I ca n't do it with someone that is my father 's age. But I gave in to rarity, I thought I needed to see his peter, 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 room as he was very pertain with privateness. This was a huge thing for him. He offered to take me to this little storage facility where he was renting a infinite. We got there and after he parked the car in the storage room, he lowered the gate.

We moved to the back can and started stroking each other. He unzipped me, pulled my trouser down and started sucking my dick and clump. He was good enough, nothing spectacular. I unbuttoned his shirt, his trunk was in great embodiment given his age, I tickled his nipples and squeezed my hired man down his trousers to reach his ass. A nice, business firm and hairless butt end cheek was good to the touch, but I had to see it too. My turn came to wet-nurse him, so, I unfastened his smash, pulled down his zipper and, as he lifted his coxa up, I pulled his pants down all the way. Well, if I was told that Christ came on Earth for His second coming, I would have got been less surprise ! In front of me was the most beautiful putz I had ever seen. A good 8 inch, midst as a grappler 's wrist with engorged veins running along its dark, rock-hard length. The heading was the size of a big purplish plum, the ridge around it was quite thick and well-shaped. His balls were hairless and unbelievably immense, they could not fit them in my medallion. I sucked and sucked money box he was all wet and slippery. My lone complaint was I could not deep-throat, it was unimaginable to take this big headspring as it jammed my esophagus.

As we needed more distance to be active, we got out of the car and I was going to lay typeface down on the will side of meat of the tough and on top of the go forth cowcatcher. I lubed myself well, but he added some more on my hole as well as on his dick. I liked he was considerate and did not want to hurt me. He knew he had to be gentle as his sizing was beyond unusual. 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 spirit, but then I focused on the consequence. I was the lucky one here, I did n't heed his Grey whisker anymore. His two fingers felt like a gentle practice taking me to eminent inflammation levels. He stretched me well and then added a third base finger. I thought I needed this as a overture 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 fingers, he almost made me cum. I knelt and sucked him again. I tried to deep pharynx with no success, but I was able to denigrate his cock with that thickly saliva a gagging pharynx can give, the sound lubrication.

'' clock time to please you, boy, '' he said in a rather commanding tone and showed me the hood.

I turned and laid on my stomach anticipating a heavy fucking. He rubbed his cockhead along my crack, my lubrication worked well and he slowly pushed himself in my hole. It felt ... ful ... filling ... I pushed to stretch my hole and his prick just popped inside my muscle ringing. My ring was ready to crack. This was the thickest header I ever took. I was stretched to my limit, but kept pushing to ease the botheration from the beam that was following. The man did n't locomote at all, he stayed there with his cock ridge flush against my sphincter while stroking my tail and back.

'' I want you to have a skillful sentence. I 'll pack tending of you, '' he responded in a comfort way while adding lubricating substance on his shaft. He pushed more, maybe a couple of his thick column inch. I gasped and panted and moaned not knowing if it was pain or delight that was taking hold. I could not bear on any more, only feel impaled by a atrocious dick. He slid himself slowly in, then out a twosome of inches and then again in taking his time and stroking me. A mates more than times and I adjusted to the feeling. He kept penetrating me with decelerate and deep push button until my ass juices drenched him well. I could state he loved my ass. He started pounding me dissolute, all the way in and all the way out but never allowed his head to total out of my ass. My sphincter was pumping him along the length of his shaft. I was in 7th heaven, a thickset plunger plowing my ass, a bang-up man giving me the greatest of pleasures. I felt my ass muscle opening astray every time he pulled himself out and I pushed to keep it wide open every metre he plunged in. This was the most harmonious fuck I ever had. The old guy and I had some sort of mental match.

He knew and applied all the illusion. first-class honours degree he fucked me decelerate, then fast, then decelerate in but fast out, then fast in and slow out with a stab of Adam when his 8 inches were sliding out of my ass. He slapped my ass a few metre and asked if I was happy. I could only nod, I was out of breathing spell. His heavy testicle were slamming on mine. They were so drenched with my ass sap, they made this funny haphazardness and feel sticky when hitting my lump. Then he turned a little to the side rubbing his peter against my left cheek before plunging deep, then he did the Sami on the other side of meat. He pulled my impertinence apart and squeeze himself violently making me groan loud and palpate imperfect. He pulled my cheeks up and then down several times while pumping in and out, thus rubbing himself on my hole 's top and bottom oddment. I was losing ascendency and fast. I came with respective spurts staining the front left tire. I could distinguish he enjoyed my sinew ring pulsating while I was cumming. He leaned over and hugged me, kissing my neck with his dick still plunged inside me. The guy was happy. He had given me the best fuck of all multiplication and he knew it.

'' Boy, I am going to sacrifice you the best orgasm you ever had, I have a private, '' he whispered.

'' What is he saying ? He gave me the unspoilt 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 duet of minutes to recoup, his difficult prick always in my ass. He pulled his cock 's scape back till his thick rooftree reached my muscular tissue ring from the inside. He pulled just a trivial bit more till his thick ridge passed my sphincter muscle and then pushed in just a little for the ridge to rub against my sphincter again but in the reverse direction. I melted. He kept doing this rhythmically and fast. My knee began trembling, my sphincter locked in the candid position, my ass liquidness started flowing down my thigh, my dick pounding but unable to cum, I had no voice, just groan and hums and an immense urge to let my insides out through my rectum. I had no construct of metre during this forcible and worked up trial, I was a soft mass with no will power. With a groan from deep inside my lungs, I surrendered trunk and soul to my ass wrecker.

How long this lasted, one minute or one hour, is anybody 's guess. All I know is that my world was elevated to a supreme horizontal surface of orgasm. My first anal orgasm. 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 fille in her first orgasm. I had to try very surd to breathe as I was under my expert plowman 's patch turning my nervous organization into a serial publication of little but constant quantity convulsions. 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 muscle 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 weak. My underwear was soaked with my juices still dripping out. I took a shower and exhausted as I was, I fell asleep in seconds. The succeeding day, my muscle closed chain was still wide open, this excitement was a immense load to take. I did n't go to bring, I had to rest. I emailed the guy and thanked him. We planned another session for the following week, a session that was as fulfilling and striking as the first one, but no element of surprise. Regardless, I learned I should not pass judgment a person from his age or looks .