A Litte Night Music - Sex Stories

A Litte Night Music

... Ponce." At the time, I didn't have the mental capacity to understand the significance of this for him, but I did it anyway. "Fuck me, Robert... Open my whole and make it yours... please, Robert...please." He lubed up his cock with some of his spit, grabbed my hips, and slowly slid into me. His fingers and rimming had loosened me up enough that he entered pretty easily, and for the most part he was gentle with my hole. All of a sudden, he started to wrestle me again and that same look in his eye came back. He threw me on my back and lifted my legs up to my head. He slowly slid his 7 inch cock back into my hole, placed his beer belly on my body as if it were a shelf for it, and fucked me hard. His hands grabbed my tiny belly tightly as he slapped his balls against my hispanic ass. The way he moved his cock was so powerful I could barely open my eyes. I started to stroke my cock as he fucked me. Somehow, he started fucking me harder, so hard that the only thing I was aware of was the feeling of his rod sliding in and out of me to the percussion of his thrusts.. I started cumming and cumming all over myself. One large glob fell on my chin. Mr. Ponce leaned in, licked it, and kissed me as he fucked me some more. His cock grew and he barely uttered "mouth or ass?" "Ass... please...." He grabbed my shoulders, leaned in and kissed me as he gave my ass a few final thrusts. I wish I could've seen how much cum was dripping out of me because it felt like a fountain cleaning my insides with warmth. I moved towards his cock once he slid out of me and started cleaning his cum drenched cock. Mr. Ponce's cock and foreskin tasted and felt amazing. He kissed me for some a while and fingered my swollen ass filled with his cum. After that day, my piano lessons never ended in tears. Instead, there were many nights where I spent the evening with a cum-filled ass courtesy of Mr. Ponce. Feedback is always welcome!