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Anal fireworks... Uh, final!

Publié par : nazarin le 13/08/2023

It's almost the end of my vacation, the end of this journey into unknown territory, a parenthesis that is about to close on this exploration of my sexuality. The three days that have just passed have been of rare intensity. This is the last opportunity today to go on an adventure. I hesitate. Everything has been pretty perfect so far. And if I did one time too many, the one that will go wrong? I connect quickly to the site, I have this message from a bear who potentially receives at home… Well, I answer him, it would be a shame to miss such an opportunity! But the conversation and my desire are cut short. Too frontal, too dirty, I don't want that, I leave the bear alone with his dildo. But it still lit the wick for good! So I decide to return to Frangy. Shower, enema and let's go!There, nobody. It's 5 p.m., I wait nearly half an hour, a car arrives. I recognize a guy I've seen on Monday, shy and withdrawn. He stays in his car. Moments later, another acquaintance from Monday. A really sexy fifty-year-old who had then made a quick stop without being able to approach him. But today he intends to stay and this time I know how to approach him. In the process, a biker arrives, pants, leather jacket, he takes off his helmet: bald, three-day beard. “Wuiii! Wiiiiii!” (It's the alarm of my furry radar). I follow them. The fifty-year-old has already disappeared into the forest, the biker is at the entrance, I look at him and pass him, turn back to him a few meters further on. He answers the call and follows me, quickly catching up with me. We arrive at the fiftieth anniversary who has posted himself under the rock. I walk straight towards him confidently. He takes out his penis, long and wide, lifts his t-shirt and reveals a chest covered with hair. It's the jackpot! The biker and I pull out our respective cocks. He jerks me off, I take one in each hand. It promises for the future ! The biker takes off his t-shirt. His hairy chest is absolutely beautiful, he has a really charming head. Fantasy embodied! He sticks suddenly against me and swallows my mouth, penetrates me with his tongue which comes to seek mine while swirling. It's fiery and manly. I forget to fiddle with the fiftieth who, annoyed, begins to pack up the gear. Hop, hop, hop, not so fast! I take it back in hand but the biker tightens his grip and kisses me even more vigorously. He wants me and marks his territory. The fifty-year-old pulls up his shorts and leaves the stage. The embrace continues even more, I caress his chest, my fingers searching his fleece, I live a daydream. He takes off my t-shirt, we are naked, the pants on the ankles and our bodies merging in excitement and pleasure. I go down to her sex and suck it for a long time, a finger in her anus, the other hand stroking every inch of her perfect body. He makes me go up to his mouth, we kiss for a long time, he loves it. We alternate like that for a moment. We take our time, it's long, it's good, we make the most of it. He asks me what my name is, his name is Fred. Delighted ! It's his turn to take my turgid cock in his expert mouth. He also sucks my testicles, a new intense sensation that I love. A few meters away, the shy mate us. I motion for him to come. Fred pumps me divinely, I'm ready to enjoy, informs him, he gets up and kisses me again, he is insatiable. The other unfortunately did not dare to come and disappeared. His cock between my thighs, he asks me if he can eat my ass. But of course, Fred, make yourself at home, make yourself comfortable! I lean in and one of my hottest fantasies comes to life. It's undeniably very good but ultimately not as crazy as I dreamed. We kiss again. This time, he offers me poppers. I decline, I have never taken it and do not feel the need. He then whispers to me “Can I fuck you?”. It is a frank and direct “yes”. But with a condom. “I'm not going to cum inside”. No Fred, even that is no. It's my limit that it's out of the question to break, I still have lucidity despite the incredible excitement of the moment. We kiss for a while and he tells me he has a condom. Well there you go Fred, we agree! He goes to look in his backpack for a condom that he ...

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Keywords : 100% lived story, Bisexual, Masturbation, Blow job, Sodomy, Forty, Mature, First time