Archive for the ‘Older Men’ Category
Lucky me! My bearfriend came up a day early, so I got to spend all of yesterday afternoon and last night with him.
And now that I’ve gotten a great big dose of fur and muscle butt, I can finally see straight again…
It was bound to happen. I haven’t been masturbating or fucking anyone in a few days, so I woke up covered in cum.
Yes, I had a wet dream. Cum all over my legs, arm, sheets and soaking into the pillow that I apparently was humping. But the thing about a wet dream is that, for me, it’s only a partial download.
Even with a shit ton of cum everywhere, I’m still reeling from the dream itself. My dick is rock hard right now, and my mind is filled with dirty images of hot guys presenting their sexy asses to me for fucking.
I’ve gotta take care of this today!
After almost 5 years of online conversation, this weekend I hooked up with an incredibly handsome, butch muscle hunk who flew into town just so I could fuck him.
It took lots of practice, but I was able to live up to his fantasy of being totally dominated by an aggressive, verbal Daddy. I mean, not just dominated. Humiliated is much more accurate. I’ve never been so despicable to someone in my life.
And that filthy fucking cunt got exactly what he deserved…
Since I’ve been pursuing furry, bearded muscle men lately, this scene looks very familiar to me! You’ve got to be really confident or have an overwhelming drive to please to handle a giant man with a 9 1/2 dick coming at you.
Either way, kudos, Aarin Asker…
Ride Daddy’s Cock
Starring Peter and Billy Warren
You know that moment when you realize you’re sexually attracted to one of your younger friends? Well, call me a horndog because that happened to me at the gym today.
I was walking over to say hi and when I turned the corner of the row I was looking directly at his sweet, muscular cheeks bouncing up and down on the elliptical. Nice ass! Wow, he’s really fucking built.
Wait a minute, he’s bearded and handsome, with sparkling, pretty eyes. Ok, now I’m talking funny because I’m watching his mouth and thinking about kissing him. And I can feel myself blushing. Damnit!
Walk away. Walk away! Do not stay in gym. Instead, leave with a wink and a promise to self that I’ve got to make that happen…