3 days, 3 guys (Part 1)

"Ok, I'm gonna need you naked."

We were stripping our clothes off within 30 seconds of him entering my room. His kiss was intoxicating. The pent up desire was almost too intense to take.

The original intent was to spend the entire afternoon together, in between him finishing up a few things at work and catching a flight. But he got held up at work, and never had time to go home to shower and pack. As soon as he could escape work, he was at my door. I didn't care about the timing or the lack of showering...I needed him. More than I'd needed anything in a long time.

There was little foreplay, but at this juncture, after nearly a year of teasing each other, it wasn't necessary. Once we were naked, I leaned back on the bed and he pounced on me in an instant. The intensity of his kisses and the pressure of his body on mine was exhilarating. I was lost in the sensations of everything about him immediately.

I could feel his huge thickness against my leg, and longed for it to be inside me. Between the picture he'd sent me a long time ago, and my experience sucking him, I knew he was going to fill me up to the max. To be honest, it's probably the biggest cock I've ever fucked.

We kept kissing, and I felt pressure between my folds. I thought he was about to slide inside me, but he had other ideas.

"Hold on, I need to taste the rainbow."

He wasted no time diving his tongue into me, expertly licking and sucking and driving me insane. I wrapped my fingers in his curls, desperately wanting more, always more. I came so hard in his mouth, bucking wildly at his face, screaming. He barely let me come down before he sat up and slid two fingers deep into my cunt, finding my g-spot and massaging it exactly the way I like. He was talking dirty to me the whole time. His words are but mush in my head, but I can still feel his touch.

I came and clenched around his fingers tightly, covering his hand in my juices. I think he wanted to make me cum like that a few more times, but once he felt my contractions around his hand, he needed to be inside me, and fast. He lowered his weight onto me and the huge head of his cock probed at me and then pushed inside all at once. I couldn't believe the delicious instant feeling of fullness, of being completed. Everything I ever wanted I had at that moment.

He held his incredible length inside me for only a moment, and then began to fuck me with long strokes. I know I was screaming and saying incredulous things, but I couldn't tell you any of it. At one point he changed his angle, shortened his strokes and the bulbous head of his mammoth cock was playing with my g-spot and cervix, deep inside me. I came repeatedly from this action, my cunt gripping his thickness almost involuntarily. It took everything I had not to bite or scratch him, as I knew I wasn't allowed to leave any marks.

"You've got to sit on this."

We were about to trade places, but as he sat up, he pushed my head down onto his cock. I loved tasting my juices on his thick member, but was unable to take him as deeply as he wanted. After a few moments, he stretched out on the bed.

He was already beginning to wear me out, but I relished the idea of being in control, of impaling myself on his cock. This was not to be...as soon as I was on top of him, he thrust his cock up into me so hard that he hit bottom and it hurt. He then kept fucking me hard from underneath. I tried to lean forward and adjust my angle to ease the pain, but he held my shoulders back. I was grasping at the air, not knowing how to react to having lost control, to him using my body for his pleasure and nothing more. I was beginning to like the sensation, but I knew I wasn't going to cum from that angle and pace so I tried to push his hands off my shoulders, but this only made him grasp me harder as he muttered "no breaks" and continued his upward assault on my cunt.

"I don't...want...a break. I want...to fuck."

He relented his hold on me then and let me take over for a bit. I leaned forward which increased the pressure on my clit, and began to buck wildly on his cock, increasing the pace substantially and cumming so hard. I looked him in the eyes, and I think he was surprised at how much I needed him, how badly I had been wanting this.

He kept talking about how he needed to have my ass, and while the thought of his monster cock penetrating my ass was terrifying, my desire to please him overrode sanity. I grabbed the lube.

"Suck my cock while you get that ass ready for me."

My mouth lowered to him as I greased up my tight hole. After my experience with riding his cock, I made him promise not to move until I said so. He consented, so I lubed up his cock and positioned myself on top of him again.

Getting the head inside was terribly painful, but his cock's thickness doesn't relent much after the head. I felt like he was splitting me in two. I'm not sure if he could see the tears welling up in my eyes, but he became somewhat kinder at this moment and talked me through it. My descent onto his cock was incredibly slow, but eventually I began to loosen up. I was slowly riding him, feeling him stretch me in places I didn't know I had. The pain/pleasure combo was the closest to subspace that I think I've ever been. Still, I was able to speak.

"Do you remember...a long time ago...when you told me...that you wanted...to dump your babies...in my ass? I should...have been...insulted. But instead...it just...turned me on."

I've never seen a bigger grin on anyone. He took this as his cue to begin to actively fuck my ass then, still slowly. I stopped moving for a few and just let the feeling of him sliding in and out take me over. I was propped up on my hands, wondering how much more I can take, when my elbow buckled and I fell forward, his cock slipping out of my stretched hole. I moaned at the sensation of his cock escaping my tightness, and laid on his chest, nearly spent.

He was not done with me, and was certainly not done with my ass. He flipped me over, and somehow propped me up so that he was able to enter my ass easily while on top of me. He kissed me deeply as his cock plunged back into my ass. This was a much better angle, and this time it actually felt good...I could hardly believe it. He was rambling about how he wanted his cock in my mouth and my pussy again after that, but rational thought made me shake my head. He told me to play with my pussy as he fucked my ass deeper.

I began rubbing my clit furiously. My pussy was drenched...any sort of ass play makes juices just pour out of me. Due to my extreme wetness, it was difficult to get any friction at first, but once I got it I was cumming almost immediately, reveling in the delicious feeling of orgasm with my ass shoved full of cock. I believe that going over the edge caused my muscles to clamp around his cock, and he began to fuck me faster. He leaned over me and really drove into me, and I continued my assault on my clit. As my second orgasm hit me, I could feel his cock expand and pulsate as he shot his stickiness into my depths.

I was so far gone, I couldn't move or speak. I think I tried to tell him how amazing that was and failed to put a complete sentence together. His cock stayed in my ass, and he rested his body on me. I tried to tell him to kiss me, and he didn't hear me right and I got frustrated because I thought he was withholding that from me for some reason, but I really needed his kiss at that moment. He apologized and kissed me deeply when he realized what I had said.

Eventually his cock began to soften, and I tilted my hips a little to allow him to slowly slip out of my ass. I felt empty somehow when he finally left my ass for good, but as I clamped myself shut, I could feel his cum inside me, and that was good enough for me. Usually I excuse myself to the bathroom after anal, but this time being filled with his cum was just too good.

He rolled off of me. I couldn't believe how covered in sweat we both were...this was a true workout. It has also been rather humid here lately, so I think that added to the moisture that had collected on our bodies. I wanted to curl up with him, but it was just too hot, so I began to blow cool air up and down his body, and he loved it. I then remembered that the fan I had could be turned up higher, and that helped as well. I laid back down beside him and put his head on my chest.

I couldn't resist asking him if that was what he wanted. My thought was that since he had gone out of his way to be with me, that I hoped it was really what he was looking for. He said it was beyond what he had imagined. I told him that despite the fact that it was built up for a year, and that I knew we were going to have a killer time, that he had completely exceeded all expectations.

This was probably the hottest sex of my life, or at least in recent memory, and I can't wait to do it again.

He began to realize how much time had passed, and that he really needed to get on the road. I didn't want him to leave, but knew that that's how these clandestine arrangements work - he can't ever stay too long. He showed himself out.

I laid in bed, still naked, still full of cum. I kept replaying everything in my mind, and my hand involuntarily went to my pussy. I need to cum just once more...

My phone rang...it was him. He mentioned something about how he thought he heard one of my roommates as he was leaving, and I told him not to worry. I then admitted to being so turned on by him that I needed to cum again, and he said to do so while he was on the phone so he could hear. It took very little effort, as my pussy was so swollen and aroused. I was able to push myself over the edge easily, moaning and panting into the phone. He said that my sounds were already making him hard again. He was getting into a bad service area so he let me go. I passed out just as I was: naked, upside down on the bed, covered in cum.

The next few days were laden with dirty text messages back and forth. I told him that after having my ass ravaged like that, it made walking up and down stairs interesting. The next night, I was at a party and was texting him as I was walking home, and he was drunk at a bar. He told me that I when I got home I should call and leave a voicemail of me getting myself off. Our chatting had already gotten me worked up from thinking about the previous afternoon, so it wasn't difficult to bring myself to a couple of orgasms on a message for him. I think the message was four and a half minutes of me being completely turned on and needing him. Right after that I passed out.

I asked the next day if he liked my voicemail, and he said he'd already listened to it a few times. I said he should let me listen to it so I could laugh at it. But he said that it's really hot and I wouldn't laugh. I suggested that I listen to it while he's making me cum, so I can be turned on by my own sounds. He seemed to like the idea, so we'll see if we can make that happen.

Overall, pursuing C has a been a slow but completely rewarding process. I can't wait to see what else we get ourselves into.