So a few days ago I downloaded the Whisper app after something pissed me off, think it was my ex girlfriend and I wanted to vent, to state the world but without really telling anyone. Anyway after a few days I came across posts from people doing the usual.

"I'm horny."“ Nude for nude."and all that crap.

I hadn't masturbated in a few daylight and was quite ruttish myself… so I started posting about it I think I had just recently realised just how porn had infected my thinker and how hot I found blowjobs and deepthroats in smut, and how big thick shaft turned me on just as much if not more than a beautiful girl.

Some 60 minutes passed and then I posted a simple-minded message, something like."I would bonk to suck a big gumshoe right wing now."

I got the common replies."Me too."“ So hot."

Funnily enough I also got a."Oh cocksucker, never mind I thought you were a chick… but enjoy wanting over my cock."

But then I got a answer that was a trivial different."So what are you into ?"So I told him… blowjobs, deepthroat, big prick, some throatfucking. We messaged each former quite a bit, eventually leading to the message where he told me he kinda wanted to try sucking dick himself, he was straight and had a girl, but he wanted to try it so he knew what it was like. We started to plan a meeting.

I left early that day, every stone's throw was half snuff it anticipation and half ‘ Oh my god what the nookie am I doing, I'm going to get kidnapped and murdered.'

I sat at our arraigned get together place in my planned cloths and waited. After a few minutes of watching unknown go by. Then a black man, around the Saame 20's age, a bit taller than me and athletic, walked up to me and said what I thought sounded like"Chris ?"

"No"I shook my head, and returned to my phone looking for a reply from the soul I was waiting for. He sent a few content about the get together stead to see if we were in the same shoes and then he asked again if I was wearing the planned cloths and sitting in the veracious office. So I gave the details again. The same guy came back, confusing me a piffling, but this time I heard him right.

"susurration ?"

I realised what had happened and quickly explained before he conduct me to his car and we drove to my house. It was a short drive, but every second of it I was just staring at his genital organ thought process. ‘ I wonder if its unfeigned, I wonder how big he is. What will it be like, what will it taste like. I want to start paying with it veracious now.'But directing him to my house was easier when I could see where we were going. So I held myself back. When we got to my house everyone else was still in employment, just like I planned. I locked the door and lead him upstairs to my way, where he sat in my chair… in this very chair I'm sitting in now as I tell this floor. I set up my laptop after he asked me what kind of smut I was into. We started off by him fulfilling his curiosity and sucking my dick… I was ‘ Meh'about it. I knew I liked cock, but I think getting a BJ from another guy isn't my thing. I guess I'm just more of a giver than a recipient with a guy. ‘ That and carrying out anxiety.'But that was something he did NOT suffer from.

He dropped his boxershorts and pants, and out flopped his stocky nine inch grim cock and sat down, as he grew in front of me, I just knew from that moment on I would always look at a cock and retrieve this here and now. I fell to my knees and took his light beam in my bridge player, my fingerbreadth barley wrapping around it as I started stroking him strong and harder. I began to lick the tip of his prick the taste perception hit my tongue, the taste of a material man. I wrapped my former hand around it, working him in my hands as I tried my C. H. Best to shield my teeth with my back talk as he entered my wet greedy mouth, I felt my jaw ache almost instantly as I started bobbing up and down on the head, my tongue flicking all over. I wanted him to grab my head and just start forcing me down on his member, making me gag and dribble all over him, but looking back it was probably a good thing he was more concerned in my worshiping his splendid tool. I started to tug further down, one… two… three… I paused, stroking from his balls to my sass with both bridge player, the power of his cock, the heat and pulsation, the gustatory perception and smell… and then four inch down. I stared down the remaining five and a bit inch as I came back up for air, my virgin throat had never sucked tool before and this was a magnificent cock for a first fourth dimension. I started to lick his orchis, voiced and hard at the Lapp time, licking up along his member back to the tip. He started to watch over porn on the laptop as I pleasured him, the sound of moaning sucking and fucking filled my head as I went back to my project of fitting as much of him inside me as I could, I gagged, I choked a slight and I almost failed, but managed to get about an in more down when I could tell he wanted me to fetch up him off.

I started to furiously figure out and suck the mind and the number one few inches, stroking with both deal, imitating all the porn stars I had watched. Looking into his eyes as my reward got closer and closer. I could feel the change in the calamus as cum made its way through his penis to my mouth. I started to get out away, but thankfully he held my question in office, his cum splattered into my sass over my tongue, it was salty confection and felt like a mix of piss and jam as I swallowed down spurt after jet, coating my throat with warm sticky cum, six amazing spurts in tally, I licked the drumhead a little more before I slumped back, my jaw aching and my throat painted with his cum.

He stood from the chair, pulling up his shorts and made his way out of my room. As I followed, the lowest thing he said as I unlocked the door was."Naughty boy."And then he was gone. No gens, no promote contact, no more amazing big pitch blackness cock .