twisted-talez:“Is my hole tight?” the boy asked while I tasted my cum on his lips. “Yeah,” I said be
twisted-talez:“Is my hole tight?” the boy asked while I tasted my cum on his lips. “Yeah,” I said between kisses. “Tighter than my mom’s pussy?” he inquired with a devious smile. “Yes,” I admitted. “You’re way tighter than your mom.”For years, I’ve been fucking his mom every Wednesday after work before I head home to my wife and kids. His mom is divorced and likes no-strings cock, and I’m happy to oblige. The boy had to know what was up after all this time. His mom always answers the door in a slinky robe and then leads me back to her bedroom. I’d plow her pussy with my big dick while the boy was in the next room watching Sponge Bob or Power Rangers. He knew.When I showed up to get my cock wet last Wednesday, the boy answered the door. Fuck. I had forgotten his mom told me she’d be out of town for the week. “My bad, kid,” I apologized quickly. “I forgot your mom is up in Boston this week.” I was already turning to go back to my truck when the boy said, “Wait. You wanna fuck my ass?”I hadn’t fucked a faggot since college. There was this one cumdump in my dorm who I would breed when I just needed my balls drained. I hadn’t thought about that guy in years, but suddenly I had the urge to fuck some ass again while observing this faggot boy standing before me. I was rock hard.“How old are you, kid?” I asked, praying the patchy scruff on his face meant he was legal. “I’m eighteen,” he answered. “Works for me,” I replied with relief. He led me inside and we didn’t make it past the living room couch, where he leaned back and spread his legs for me. Christ, his pink puckered hole was beautiful. I spit on it and worked that tight hole open with two fingers.He winced as I began to push my 8-incher inside him. “Fuck, you’re thick,” he exhaled as he gripped my arms. His hole was so tight, I began to think maybe I was his first. “Have you taken cock before?” I asked the boy. “Just once,” he shared. “A buddy on a camping trip. You’re a LOT bigger.” The image of him getting his tight ass plowed in a tent turned me on, and I had to hold back my load.“Kiss me,” he moaned as I worked his hole with some steady strokes. I hesitated. I don’t even kiss his mother when we fuck. But he was persistent. “Kiss me … please,” he pleaded. So I gave into him. Fuck, he tasted good. There was an innocence to his kiss. It reminded me of making out with girls behind the bleachers during gym class. I couldn’t stop kissing him.With his legs pinned in the air, I thrust my weight onto the boy and plowed him steadily as we made out like two horny teens. Fuck, his tight hole felt good. Too good. I was getting close. “You want this load?” I urgently demanded. “You want this cum in your pussy?” He raised his ass instinctively to take me deeper as he moaned, “Yes, fucking breed my hole.”My body began to convulse as my cock pulsed and unleashed a massive load in that boy cunt. “FUCK,” the boy screamed out. “I can feel your cum inside me. It’s so fucking warm.” I pulled out and watched my load spilling out of his used hole. “Feed it to me,” he demanded. “I want to taste your cum.” I leaned down and licked up some of my load from his hole onto my tongue and then kissed him again. As my thick load swirled between our mouths, he asked if his ass was tighter than his mom’s pussy. “Yes,” I confessed. “Much tighter.” There was no denying that. “Mom’s not back until Sunday,” the boy said as I stood above him while pulling on my clothes to leave. “Can you come back and fuck me again while she’s gone?” I told the boy that I’d gladly fuck him every day until she was home. That was an easy decision. My real dilemma was figuring out how to keep fucking the boy once his mom returned. Her used-up pussy was no match for his tight boy cunt.Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link