The Stranger - Sex Stories

The Stranger

... sliding dominantly back and forth over my own, the smell of his sweat growing stronger and richer, and the wet sounds of The Stranger's own cum slicking the way for him to fuck his huge cock almost up into my throat left my body moving from trembling into wild bucking up against his hairy trapping weight. I began to hear sounds that seemed to be a mix of heated whimpering, groan- ing, and clipped cries coming from me as everything spun out of focus. Immediately, The Stranger reared up over me. His torso became ramrod straight and his handsome rugged face snapped back as his wide muscular hairy chest rose with a deep intake of breath and his huge hands slipped from my upper arms down to the sides of my hips. He pulled my hips onto him and crushed his own forward, thrusting deeper in- side me than ever before and stretching my puffy, abraded, and raw hole over the thickest part of his massive cock at the base. He held me like that, impaled harshly on that humongous b**st of a cock for a few seconds before he let out his held breath and let his head drop to the thick plates of hairy muscle spanning his chest. I had no idea what was happening until that massively thick meat inside me flexed wildly even wider and wet warmth exploded up into and jetted against my in- sides. His breath came in deep slow and heaving gasps...each one punctuated by the flexing of his mighty adult male meat and thick heavy cum blasting deep inside my guts. Each spewing flood left me feeling as if I ...

... had a huge water-hose shoved up deep inside me whose powerful stream was being turned on and off over and over a- again. It had been hard enough to grasp the reality that this big man had shoved the humongous cock between his strong hairy thighs all the way into me. Him now flooding my insides with his thick hot gallons of adult cum left me staring in a awed and worshipful haze. I watched in an overheated, and detached disbelief at the towering size of him over me. The sharp tension of his body held in the throes of cumming buckets and flooding my insides left his shoulders flexed out like boulders, his biceps pumped out like soft balls under his skin, and his chest jutting out over me like mountains of tense muscle. He looked like a cross between a professional body- builder and a proud gorilla with a ruggedly handsome mature face. As the spasms wracking the big man's huge hard meat that would have looked more proportionate on a horse finally began to subside somewhere around the twelfth eruption of his heavy spewing load, The Stranger's eyes slid half open and looked off to the floor next to the couch. His breathing began to slow back to a more normal pace while his eyes roam- ed the floor and avoided mine. When they finally moved down to me, but still stayed away from my face, they widened with a small smile curving the sides of his thick mustache only slightly. I dropped my chin to look down and follow his line of sight. My chest, stomach, crotch, and still fiercely erect ...