A Cock in the Hand Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 08

... suddenly, the tongue pressed into my asshole, probing me, as I sucked and stroked the others. I groaned and sucked the cock harder in response.

"Fuck, take it all bitch!" growled the bull.

I moaned and nodded, as the tongue left my ass. Next, he wormed his body up between my legs and with his torso under my bull. I sucked harder and faster, as I felt 'crewcut' line up his cock head with my asshole. When he began to press it against me, I lowered myself slowly onto his big cock.

The pain seemed intense at first, but quickly passed as I worked him in and out a few times. This caused me to lose focus on the cock in my mouth, and he let me know with a gentle head slap. I returned my focus to bringing him to climax and found a rhythm of bouncing my ass on Crewcut’s cock and bobbing on the bull. Somehow, my hands moved at a different pace.

I felt like a one-man band trying to play multiple instruments at once. A cock-ficionado giving an all-star performance. I groaned in rhythm, as I took the length of my bull's cock.

My own cock tingled intensely, as Crewcut’s cock pounded my prostate, and I began to lose focus again. But Bull groaned deeply, letting me know he was close, bringing me back to the need to finish him off. I sucked harder, feeling his veiny stiffness with my lips as I bobbed. His pre-cum oozed, coating my tongue with his creamy sweetness.

In the back of my mind, it registered, that I was now aware of the fact that pre-cum had a sweeter flavor than ...

... full-on ejaculated cum. A fact that had alluded me my entire life before meeting Mark-fucking-Thomas and Officer-fucking-Reeves.

And in my cock-drunk state, all that mattered was taking a load from Bull, who was so close. I whimpered as I thrusted a little harder and sucked for all I was worth, letting him know how much I wanted his cum in my mouth. His hips rocked, slamming his balls against my chin, as I took his length.

He groaned loudly and deeply, as he was ready to unload. Unlike Mark and Officer Reeves, he pulled out until just his head was in my mouth, as the first blast of spunk flooded my tongue. I swirled my tongue on his sensitive tip, as his bitter sweetness covered my taste buds. He grunted spastically, as my tongue wiggled; his body shuddered with each rapid-fire blast of spunk.

I swallowed repeatedly, as I bobbed on his tip, taking only half his length, but never letting my tongue stop moving on his magic spot. His jizz seemed sweeter than Mark's and there was so much of it. Such a powerful man coming hard, but somehow so much more controlled and gentler.

My head bobbed faster, but only taking half his length which also increased my pace on Crewcut’s cock. The pounding of my prostate sent a shock of pleasure through my balls with each bounce. And as Bull emptied his last bit of spunk, I grunted and spasmed while my balls released an almost-steady stream of jizz that flowed from my cock and down my shaft.

I managed to keep Bull's cock in my mouth, ...