A Different Kind of Colonic (Finale) - Sex Stories

A Different Kind of Colonic (Finale)

... it down to see the show with my own eyes. I watched, jaw hung slack in amazement as I saw and felt his stiff length slide in without much effort. First he slid halfway in and so gently, but firm, and then withdrew and kept repeating the wet, slippery motion. I couldn’t believe we were doing this. I couldn’t believe I could feel this – and how amazing it felt too – as I was seeing it, like watching porn and experiencing what the models were having done to them. It felt so strangely right and wrong at the same time, this hungry hole of mine originally designed as EXIT ONLY but eager to suck that long meaty cock right in and keep him in there. And oh how he felt so cool and smooth inside me as I burned like a furnace. Soon enough he was plunging further, taking deeper strokes and asking if I was okay with it. My cock was now standing on end at full mast and hard as a steel post, jutting back and forth as he fed himself to me by the steady-paced and lustful gyrations of his muscular hips. Did that answer his question? Just to be sure: ‘Put it this way, if I were a woman right now, I’d be tempted to demand your babies!’ ‘We can only try,’ he said seductively, then flipping my leg over against the other and rolling me onto my side to make the experience a little... tighter... I loved that position. It was how I most often fucked myself in bed because it allowed ease of access for my hand and relaxed me a lot more as I jabbed at my prostate. Now his cock was hotly rubbing directly ...

... up against it and again I was making noises I didn’t know existed. He loved that just as much as I did and I could see the look on his face as he repositioned himself to really bash at the sweet spot and fuck me so sensuously. My god, watching him at work was killing me. Of all the sexual experiences in my life, trying to be the seducer and acting like I knew all the moves to fulfil my women, this made the most sense to me all of a sudden. Danny was the most masterful lover and I’d die miserable if I turned my back on this night like it never happened. I was awakened to my true sexual self. My world was shattered and fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I wanted more of his cock inside me and I wanted his body, his sweat and his come all over me. Soon enough the camera was disposed of and my hands were behind my head as I smiled at him and moaned freely. ‘I’d fucking love to spoon you,’ he said. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Yeah, get up into the bed,’ he ordered and I melted. To feel his body pressed snugly up against mine from behind, his arms around me, his cock nestled in my crack and up against my balls, Jesus Christ! It was nothing short of a true lover’s clinch and yet again he was sliding into me and right up against my spot. He nuzzled into my neck, licking the sweat off me and bathing me with his wet salty kisses. I turned my face to meet them and again our tongues met and tickled, and licked and danced and swirled. ‘Oh,’ was all I could say, and repeat as he melted into me; my thoughts diminished ...