Lately I've been thinking about some bomb ass sex with a handsome straight-acting bad boy harboring a beautifully sinful submissive and slutty streak in the bedroom.
There's something so devastatingly sexy for me about his sexual energy and his trashiness that turns me on in ways that no man has ever turned me on before. He plays a good game in life, and has so many oblivious to his secret.
His girl knows she's a beard and is okay with that because he told me that he found out she's throwing her pussy all over my best friends dick. Truth be told, I'd let her get up on me too with some liquor but I'm more into him. We're all horny little fucking sleaze balls and there are no secrets in our dysfunctional situationships. He's a typical bad boy, wears tight wife beaters, sagged jeans with sexy plaid boxers that hang off that meaty fat ass, fake jewelry, and reeks of cheap mall cologne. A playboy on a budget, and a cocky as fuck attitude to match. My dick is fucking twitching.
Hanging out at his pad always gets me excited because I know I'm getting my dick wet and he's giving up both holes for me.
He walks up to me, lightly grabs me by the back of my neck and goes for a soft lip lock...Staring deeply in my eyes, and whispers "We both know we're not into this gentle shit." into my closed perched lips. Teasing the fuck out of me knowing full well how nasty the both of us get.
I'm smiling at him and he unzips my jeans while I rip my shirt off in anticipation and he begins slowly squatting that perfect ass a few inches from the floor. My cock is throbbing fast, rock hard and in sync with my heart beat, pulsing like a vibrator, and a long streak of precum is slowly rolling down the shaft of my cock and on my balls. He grinned at me and wasted no time. His warm, wet, full lips sliding over the head of my cock felt like ecstasy. "Your mouth waters for my dick, huh?" I moaned with a smile while he's slopping all over my shit...He's panting..."Mmmm...Fuck yeah, bro...I love your cock." A few seconds later and his mouth is back on my cock and I tell him, "Go ahead...Make a fucking mess. Be the slut I know you are." He's bobbing his head up and down every inch my dick with precision and and his throat feels like velvet. His spit and all my precum is pooling and there are strings and globs of it hanging off my balls. He's getting sloppier, gagging harder, and going harder than any man I've ever had in my life to the point that I don't know how much longer I can hold the question of if I can fuck that handsome face and shoot the fattest nut he's ever swallowed straight down that pussy he calls his throat.
