As my boyfriend Charles, and I continued our walk through the bars of sunny New Orleans, we grew more sober but our inhibitions stayed down. The rhythmic sounds of the music vibrated through our veins as we danced. Finally we found ourselves meandering in the in the dimly lit streets. Night falling and my arm tightly wrapped around Charles.
My boyfriend has a huge kink for anonymous sex and I have a fetish is for cucking. They blend together beautifully, it creates an intense and thrilling dynamic. The encounters we've had when indulging in this particular combination have gone beyond anything I could have ever imagined. Watching a stranger invade the body of the man I love, knowing it brings him unparalleled pleasure to not know who he is and not care as long as it's not his boyfriend, makes me feel amazing.
These encounters blur the lines of trust, control, and jealousy, transforming them into a dance that's intoxicating. Our love for each other is tested and strengthened as we explore new heights of passion and intimacy. The men, at times, notice the intimate connection between me and Charles, as they slide inside him. Their reactions range from playing along and indulging the situation to showing complete disregard. Both scenarios turn me on, but the moments when the strangers play into me being a cuck drive me wild.
One asked one time "Why are you in here taking random cock if you have a boyfriend? He not enough for you?" It was honest and curious but I had to hold back from shooting my load. And my boyfriend, is a master of words, his responses when they play into it always make me stroke my cock harder and faster.
When we first started dating he told me early on his need for anon encounters and when I saw the kind of cocks he liked in comparison I told him I was I cuck. I was nervous to tell him before, and he was so horny and turned on by it like no other guy I'd been with before had been. That had led to him finding another cock to sit on. The large, throbbing cocks that frequently invade his beautiful ass, leave me feeling a tad inadequate. I love it so much.
As we strolled along the streets of NOLA we looked at each other and knew it was time to visit our favorite spot in the city. We made our way to the bar on the corner street, and upon entering the clubs, we made a b-line for the stairs that led top floor, to the dark room. As we sand at the bottom of the narrow dark stairwell, we could already hear the sounds of heavy breathing and flesh slapping against flesh.
I take a moment to enjoy the view as we ascend. My boyfriend's ass is quite the sight to behold. With each confident step, his tight, black shorts cling to the full, round curves of his massive cheeks, perfectly showcasing their luscious, plump contours.
The shorts ride low on his hips, leaving his jock band exposed, hugging the small of his back. The sight of that thick band riding just above his waistline, paired with the way the fabric stretches tautly over his supple, round cheeks, is enough to send shivers down my spine.
The tip-top of his hairy crack peeks out from underneath the waistband. I pause suddenly unable to resist, grabbing his hips to halt him too. I'm a few steps below him and at perfect hight I run my nose along that slick, tender surface. Sniffing the exposed crack. He looked back at me knowingly and says "Soon piggy." With a wink.
We reach the floor and the scene is straight out of our fantasies. The room was engulfed in dark, save for the faint light emanating from the numerous screens playing porn. Sweaty bodies moved in unison, grinding against one another, and the intoxicating scent of lust filled the air.
We don't hesitate clasping hands and reaching out to pull each other closer, as the loud moans and grunts filled our ears, we join the writhing mass of bodies. Making our way to the back of the room.
I pushed my back against the wall, my heart racing as my boyfriend pressed against me and whispered into my ear, "You ready for me to show it off, huh baby?" My voice trembled, "Yessss," as I fished the little brown bottle from my pocket giving him a big hit. His eyes smoldered with desire, the intensity almost indiscernible in the darkness.
"Pull them down for me, baby, leave my jock on though," he demanded, his breath hot as he moves against my neck. I complied, my fingers lingering on his sweat-slicked skin as I peeled his shorts down, revealing his plump cheeks. I leaned in, kissed him deeply, then dropped to my knees and continued to remove his shorts, burying my nose in his crotch before standing and tucking his shorts into my waistband.
As I continued to kiss my boyfriend, I spread his cheeks wide, letting them clap, each sound met with an eager moan. Like bating a hook to catch a fish. I turned him around, facing the crowd, and spread his cheeks once more, admiring the sight of his sweat-slicked, ready-to-be-devoured entrance. His hands on his knees he squatted down so his hairy cheeks spread and his ass opened for me. The scent of his heat and desire only fueled my own, and I could feel the urgency in my balls. I buried my nose in his hairy hole and closed his cheeks around my face wiggling them to get his scent on me.
The Louisiana heat, bearing down on us all day, had only prepared his tight, inviting hole for my pig mouth. My tongue flicked out, tasting the salty, musky flavor, and I couldn't resist any longer, diving in to feast on his intoxicating, sweaty opening.
It didn't take long, and our actions began to draw the attention of others in the dark, sweaty room, my boyfriend signaled for a change in position, a double tap on my hands that still gripped his ass cheeks. My instincts took over, and I immediately withdrew my face from his hole, standing.
With urgency, I pulled him back into me, his ass pressed against my aching crotch, cock rock- hard. I fumbled with my buttons, the haste making the task clumsy, but finally undid them, allowing my shorts to fall to the ground. My cock sprang free, the head glistening with pre-cum.
It is neither long nor particularly thick, and, while it may be more enough for everyday fucks, it's not quite enough for him when he gets like this and has a need for anon raw cock. However my head is huge, and he loves it when I slip just that inside him to massage his prostate.
We could see a significant crowd around us "Should I turn around and show them what they want, babe?" My boyfriend whispered as his head leaned on my shoulder, the thought of hands, fingers, and tongues diving into his ass sent a heady burst of pleasure through me.
I didn't answer I just turned him back around and started to kiss him, presenting his quivering, ass to the eager onlookers, the air in the room seemed to thicken with desire. A frenzy of hands shot out, groping and clutching, their fingers diving into his tight, waiting entrance without hesitation. Men began to lose themselves in his flesh, their own arousal growing with each touch.
One of the men, decides push the others out the way and bend down behind Charles and he lowers his head towards his tight, hairy ass crack. The stranger's tongue venturing into my partner's hole causes my boyfriend to moan into my chest, his body trembling with excitement.
"Spread my cheeks for him, babe," he whispers to me, his voice filled with raw need and anticipation. "Let him get a better access to my sweet hole." I watch and oblige, as he bends forward slightly, and I spread his ass cheeks apart, revealing the pink, puckered hairy entrance. The man behind him wastes no time, diving in, and the sound of his eager, lapping tongue against his exposed skin makes me moan out loud. The combination of the new, intimate sensation and the sight of his ass being worshipped by a complete stranger sends shivers down my spine, fueling the fiery furnace of desire that rages between us both.
The man finishes, stands up, and slaps my boyfriend's ass with a resounding SMACK that makes him yelp and jolt. He saunters up to us, and places his hand on my boyfriend's, he whispers in his ear before guiding his hand to wrap around the base of his member. The secret conversation leaving me out.
My boyfriend's eyes widen as he looks up at the stranger, excitement playing on his face. Nodding obediently, he agrees to the man's proposition, unable to resist the allure of the mammoth cock now in his hand. I am also entranced by the sight of the enormous, pulsating member, and as I join my boyfriend in stroking it, I can't help but gasp in awe. This monster of a cock must be over nine inches long and thick as fuck.
The man, satisfied, saunters off, "What did he say to you?" I ask frantically in his ear eager to know the details, of what my man agreed to.
My boyfriend, still reeling from the encounter, swallows hard, his voice barely above a whisper. "He said, 'After you take a few loads in you, I'll come back and taste you again. If I taste enough cum in there, I'll fuck you with this,' and then, he he grabbed his massive cock and placed it in my hand..... AHHHH FUCKKKKKK" A shudder runs down my spine as I contemplate the graphic images conjured by his words. But then he pushes his chest into me his head laying on my shoulder as someone grabs his hips. The prospect of my boyfriend filled with sperm, wouldn't be part of my imagination for much longer the man who took the cum hungry man's place behind my boyfriend wasted no time, he quickly aligned his dick, with my partner's quivering hole. With a low, guttural groan, he thrust into him, the sensation of his engorged member stretching my boyfriend's tight hole making him moan in ecstasy.
I lean in closer to Charles my face barely an inch away from his, watching the intense expressions that flash across his features. I see the raw, unbridled pleasure, the desperation for more, and the utter dependence on this stranger's savage handling of my boyfriend's body. I give him a big hit from the little brown bottle. I reach behind him and feel the base of the man's cock. It is thick as fuck, I have no clue how long it is, but from the look on my man's face, I'm sure it isn't disappointing. Feeling emboldened by the sight before me I speak loud enough for the man to hear "Yeahhhh. Fuck my boyfriend, man. Fuck his hole good with your big cock. Make him feel it deep."
The sound of my encouragement only serves to fuel the man's lust, his powerful thrusts growing faster and more brutal. My boyfriend, lost in the haze of his desires, moans, a symphony of raw, unadulterated pleasure, as his ass is ruthlessly violated, leaving both of us aroused, breathless, and hungrier for more.
My boyfriend, caught up in the dizzying swirl of sensation, is momentarily distracted, his gaze drifting as his gaze going hazy with lust and that cock assaulting his senses. His neck, previously arched and taut, now sags limply and swings succumbing to the onslaught of pleasure only to stiffen once more when it hits the right spot multiple time. He throws his head back with a rasping moan.
I am determined to keep my lover grounded in us, and grab him by the throat, making him meet my gaze. My piercing eyes hold him captive as I remind him of the primal, animalistic reason he's here: to submit to the rough, anonymous cock plundering his ass and feed my need to see him love it. To reinforce my control, I lick his swollen lips and bite down pulling him into me, a wicked, possessive claim. Reaching behind him, I smack his ass and shake it, the sting makes his eyes widen and I tighten my grip on his throat.
He moans into my mouth, his body shuddering with the pleasure that overwhelms him. He may be a slut, willingly offering his body to the unknown, anonymous men who get to claim and mark him for a time, but that does not diminish the undeniable bond between the two of us. My little cock that can't give him what he needs, doesn't mean he isn't mine, his mind body and soul say that in eyes this moment as he's being fucked and I kiss him more softly this time. I own him just as deeply as he owns me. As I continue to kiss him deeply and maintain eye contact, I reach between his legs and stroke his erect cock, making him pant in my grip, and we both share a moment of unspoken understanding, the two of us bound by an unbreakable thread of kinky need and love.
He pants, caught in the thrall of the moment, and it reminds me that other men cum have to fill his guts before he can savor the monstrous cock that he craves. I know that's what he truly needs tonight, to be ravaged and used.
The man behind my boyfriend, moans and driven by my words "Load up my boyfriend, I need you to put your seed in him. Mark him with your load." My fervent pleas echoed by the agreements of my boyfriend, speeds up the pace of his frenzied thrusts. He, too, is intoxicated by the rapturous sensations that envelop him, his body quivering as he nears his breaking point.
The room is punctuated by the sound of grunts and moans, a primal symphony of uninhibited carnal lust. The man, unable to contain himself any longer, lets out a guttural, earth-shattering roar as he deposits the first load inside my boyfriend's quivering, inviting depths. The man let out a deep sigh slapped his ass and left pulling on his pants as he walked towards the stairs.
But it's only the beginning, the first load we need to get that big dicked stranger back here to evaluate and taste his hole, to deem it worthy to fuck.
I watch, feel his ass in the dark as the first seed-filled load slowly seeps out of my man's loosing ass. My fingers touching it, slick with the viscous liquid, gently tracing circles around the raw, exposed opening, feeling the hot, pulsating effect of the stranger's ravenous lust.
I pull my boyfriend's face up closer to mine to deepen the kiss, so he is now standing up straight and I am not hunched over. We are sharing the taste of the anonymous, raw experience. In this moment, the two of us are in perfect unison, our lips entwined, my fingers circling his hole, and your hearts beating as one in the throbbing rhythm of unyielding want.
A stranger, approaches and he unapologetically pushes my hand away, the roughness of his actions a testament to his eagerness to claim my boyfriend for himself.
The stranger's large hand, rough and calloused, spreads Charles' reddened, swollen cheeks apart, exposing now gapping hole. And he lets out a moan "mmmm already used my favorite."
As the stranger's throbbing, menacing erection teeters at the edge of my boyfriend's spread crack, Charles reacts, sliding his ass back ever so slightly, inviting the man to take him. His wyes look up at me again, brimming with desirer and the unspoken message of trust and surrender passes between the two of us.
I reach back guiding the stranger's raw, uncut member with surety, I pull, nudging him further in, without the slightest hesitation, the man plunges forward, filling his cummy hole with a forceful, primal claim. The room is filled with the wet, carnal sounds of their bodies colliding, the smack of flesh on flesh punctuating the cacophony of their lust. Fast and hard.
The new man, is a deliberate contrast to these frenzied actions, he pumps his engorged length in and out at a languid pace. The difference is both exhilarating and erotic, his unhurried advances adding another layer to our lust.
As the man's measured thrusts continue, I mirror his movements by stroking his cock when he pulls out of his hole, the pleasure of the moment heightens his fuck.
My fingers are coated in the slick cum and ass juice of my man's hole. I pull off the man's cock and step back. As the intensity of the moment reaches a fever pitch, I cannot resist the urge to raise my cum- and ass juice-slicked hand to my nose, inhaling deeply the intoxicating nasty scent of my dirty slut boyfriend.
A mischievous grin spreads across my face as I present my hand to my boyfriend, inviting him to partake in the sensory experience. He eagerly takes in the heady fragrance, his eyes meeting mine and sniffing deep, moaning hard.
Without breaking the connection, I use the slick residue from your hand to stroke my throbbing cock, the motion smooth and deliberate. As my pleasure mounts, I lower my hand, guiding my aching, swollen member to my boyfriend's eager, parted lips. I shove it in, taking pleasure in the way his tongue dances along the underside, and tries to clean off every inch to taste all of that cum.
As the stranger's pace remains unchanged, you hear his voice rise above the symphony of lust that fills the room. Repeating the phrase "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," his moans trails off taking on an incoherent speech. I pull my cock out of my man's mouth.
Pulling Charles up and pushing the man back, I can't hold back any longer, urgently pulling him away from the stranger's cock. In the space of a heartbeat, I press my lips to his, a fervent, desperate kiss fueled by a shared desire for release.
Circling his ass once more, I confess my voice breathless and raw with arousal. "I need to cum. I can't stand this. I'm so turned on." I put his hand on my cock to ask him to stroke me off. In a sudden flash of inspiration form him, a solution presents itself. "Well, I need loads to get that man to come back and fuck me, so add your load to me, baby." I nodded furiously and took my hand off my cock to stop my self form cumming.
(Part 2 Submited! Coming soon.)
