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Amherst – Part 2

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Amherst – Part 2I lost track of time, but we were already sweaty. After kissing for a good while, he pulled my head down, bringing my face to his massive chest. He wouldn’t give up his shirt or his black leather vest. However, his nipples extruded through the sweated, worn-out fabric of his shirt. It seemed that I was being directed at them. They looked chunky and I really wanted to service them. I licked and bit and teased them. He was enjoying it, but he continued directing my body to go down, so I conceded. Suddenly, I heard him say: “You thought I would help you with your sissy bags for free, bitch? Well, my assistance has a price, cunt boy” When I looked up to his face in confusion, I stared at his menacing eyes as he continued saying with a low, growly voice: “Time to pay, bitch”Although it sounded a bit creepy and awkward, I took it as some sort of kinky play. I figured that some people like to talk dirty and all. I’m not much into dirty talk while fooling around or fucking, but it had been quite fun so far so I decided to play along. He did help me carrying the bags after all.Once I knelt and had his crotch at my face level, I was pretty in undoing his pants. I dragged his jeans and his boxers down to his boot exposing his hard cock. His penis was average in size and width, and distinctively curved upward. The strong and musky smell of his genitals kicked me hard initially, but I suppressed my urge to step away. His crotch was massively hairy; grooming was definitely not this biker’s thing. But I was definitely up for it so I opened my mouth so I closed my eyes and proceeded to suck his dick. As soon as my moisten lips made contact with his erection, the biker looked up to the ceiling and moaned loudly.I brought a hand up to cup his small, hard balls and kept the other on his hairy, flat butt to caress him and maintain my balance. He being hairy was not a problem; I actually loved his furry and stocky bear cub build. As expected, he grabbed my head with both of his hands and pressed it against his crotch. By the aggressive way he clasped my hair and pulled my head to him, it was obvious that he had no interest in whether I could breathe or not. He just cared about ramming his dick into my mouth and getting it as deep into my throats as he could. I took all his manhood and slid it in out completely with fast piston movements. I also yüreğir escort deep-throated him until I gagged. Then, I would retrieve my hands his ass and bring them to the front and masturbate him while licking his balls, or licking and kissing his belly while looking up at him. He particularly like me when I jerked him off while suckling and licking his head. I kept alternating and mixing and he loved it. He would moan longingly and look down on me with eyes full of perversion. I winked and smiled at him in return, which prompted him to caress and rub my hair.“Lube it good. It’s in your best interest, cunt” he said top me at some point.Well, I knew what was coming my way so I slobbered and frothed my saliva all over his dick.But at some point, the corner of my eye caught a bright glare. Something ringed alarms in the back of my brain. On the rush of the moment when we got into my room, we had left the door open. Unlike most hotels, the doors at this motel did not close automatically. I could see the roof of my car on the parking lot as I was down on my knees totally naked sucking a bicker’s cock next to my bed.My first urge was to stand up and close the door. And I tried; however, the tug back kept me on my place. Upon noticing my attempt, the biker hardened his grasp on my hair, forcing and mouth to maintain its wrap around his dick. With the muffled sound of a mouthful of his cock, I tried to say something about it, but to no avail. He totally ignored me over his dire need. The biker’s words were: “You’re going nowhere, bitch. Keep sucking!”All I could do, then, was to continue servicing him and hope that nobody passed by and saw me. After a few more minutes of providing his oral satisfaction, the biker pulled my hair and ordered me to step on the bed, where he wanted me on my knees. I was instructed to bury my head on the mattress and its sheets, but keeping my ass up in the air. I obliged.He made me pry my cheeks apart in a roughly manner, exposing and spreading my ass, and making my gaping hole to open even wider. A moment later, I felt his moisten snout bury into my ass crack. He, then, began licking the fold bottom and munching my tender hole. He didn’t care about my dangling balls and dick anymore; he was clearly obsessed with my hole. He licked, slurped and even bit on my quivering sphincter adıyaman escort for several minutes. My rear entrance was pulsing with hunger. I could gasped for air at the sweet sensation of the biking feasting on my ass. Having his long tongue penetrating my hole so powerful and fast and deep was deliciously overwhelming. I was in total heat.When he was done tongue-fucking me, he began fingering me with a single digit. When he thought his finger could not do any more stretching, he stuck in another. After finger-fucking me for a few more minutes, he retrieved his fingers and spit inside my gaping rectum. He then repeated the treatment couple of times more. I couldn’t do anything but slobbering and biting the bed linens with desire. Suddenly, he reached out to my hair again and pulled it hard. He dragged me down from the bed and made me kneel back on the floor.“Suck it again, bitch. Make me very hard”I could barely breathe as he pushed my face against his smelly, hairy, fatty genitals. When he released his grip, I took a deep inhalation of air. My eyes welled up. The biker allowed me only a second to breath before he had me deep-throating again.I think I only sucked him up for a couple of minutes more. I frothed as much as I could. Thereafter, he grabbed me by the hair again, and stood me up and threw me on the bed face down. My torso lay on the mattress while my body bent over the edge of the bed while my parted feet were still on the floor. He immediately placed himself behind me and between my legs. Still holding my hair with his left hand and his stiff dick with his right hand, he anchored himself and rammed his cock up my trembling anus.My reaction was opening my mouth in surprise letting out a dire moan that ended in a high pitch squeal. My eyes almost popped out. I didn’t feel much more than a sliding rod coming up my ass, but I knew he had impaled me too hard, too quick initially. And as I dreaded, a second after, waves of pain began flooding my brain. I screamed and whined to the searing pain, but he pressed my head down against the bed to muffle my sounds of agony. I tried to stop him with my hands. I tried turning around, but to no avail. The biker was just too much stronger than me. He just ignored me and held me down, and had his way with me. It seemed like there was no way out of my predicament. The afyon escort biker began fucking my ass and I just tried to breathe deeply and relax. He dug deeper and deeper up my rectum, and mercilessly plowed my tender inner flesh with each push. All I could do was bite and clasp the bed linens, and try to assimilate the pain. However, I couldn’t help the tears from beginning to rolling down my face. I started crying. “I tolcha sweet cheeks! I tolcha, ha, ha! I tolcha were gonna cry like a bitch! Ha, ha!”I wanted him to stop, but I could not move. Again, I attempted to free myself by throwing my right arm back to catch his right hand, but instead he grabbed mine. So he had my head pinned down against the bed and my right arm locked on my back as he continued fucking me.I tried to hold my whimpering while he kept banging my ass since I didn’t actually want anyone to find me in this position, so all I could do was waiting until he was done. However, this guy was a bull. I looked at the clock at the background wall, and ten minutes after the biker started fucking me, it didn’t seem like any of his eagerness was dwindling. His rage and intensity still remained. All the while, he kept talking dirty to me; telling me I was his whore, bitch and cunt, among others, while still ramming me really hard.But then, I had noticed that the pain had waned down. I even started thinking that maybe the situation was not as bad as I had begun to imagine. In my sudden desperation, I had forgotten how quick my body had assimilated in the past. Maybe the situation was not ideal, but the memories of being man-handled and subjected to satisfy someone else’s lust started surfacing. And a hard as it was to admit at that point, the biker’s banging had actually began to feel good.I thought that probably, after a few more moments, the biker would be done, but I was wrong. To the contrary, I was all far from over.“Jay! Hey, Jay! Where the fuck are you?” a guy shouted on the hallway.The voice grew near, but I couldn’t go anywhere. I couldn’t close the damn door; I couldn’t even look at it, because my head was pinned and looking to opposite direction. I didn’t want to believe it, but deep inside, I somehow knew who Jay was. And as I heard the voice drawing closer and closer, I knew that it was only a matter of moments before the individual realize where Jay was and what he was doing. “Jay!” continued yelling the guy’s voice with exasperation. “Jay! Jay, where the…”Upon noticing the interruption, I could only assume, with resignation, that caller had found Jay.“Jay! What the fuck!” The voice asked.Literally, I thought, while my eyes rolled back and my heart sank.

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