Likes it in my pants!

I got f*CKD last night after reading this post.... I just had to try it....taking another's c*ck with a slow and steady penetration. Feeling his thick full bush ** deep and volumes of hot c*m gushing inside of my once cherry cheeks. I was definitely his for the taking after nodding a shy "yes" within moments of him tearing my underpants off.

Thanks for sharing your experience! I love that you have enjoyed being penetrated by men. It is something that I have only recently done and, like you, loved it.

You have a true man **. One that's meant to be ** full of **. Have you ever been with multiple lovers? A cream pie.

I have now...your suggestion made me want to. It had to be the right moment tho, to be a cream pie **. I started the evening as a batboy and finished the catcher to a five man team, it was their ball game. Five players an assortment of size, shape and color, all of masculine beauty. When they stepped up to the plate they all got on base, and then the grand slam. I their true fan squealing with the excitement of a thick penetration as ** bounced with my infield. I was played the whole nine innings and their score was my score. I left the stadium (their hotel room) my white cttn bikini undrpnts tattered and ** filled.

Nothing like a slow forceful penetration to make a tight fresh bottom want more. Apprehensive quivering soft warm fleshy cheeks wiggling like a puppy as my hot shafts head parts flesh. Slowly forced, gripping tightly, now still in the moment, your back arches and your sweet cheeks rise to make me welcome.

Christ, you are so filthy. I think I love you.

I love you to love me... I know it's a song I'd love to be singing!

i want so very very very badly to enter your love ring and have you grip me with it and to then fill you, first with meat, then with cream. thats when i would lay over you with me still buried inside your body and tell you, 'i really do love you'. you would smile and then massage me with your love ring, bring me back to an **, and then i would fill you again, first with meat, then with cream. we would continue that process until you told me you were fully satisfied. i wouldnt stop before you were totally satisfied because i wouldnt want you to back out into the world still hungry because i would be afraid you would find someone else to take care of you. i would love you and your satisfaction would be the main thing to me. and your love ring would be the focal point of my existence.

My love rings fluttering contraction uncontrolled by the persistent penetration stretched thin like a piano wire.....grips your pulsating c*ck.I can count the beat of your heart with legs spread and shy cheeks parted, you nest with the warm smooth flesh of my cream filled bottom.

You are making me ** for the meat, too. **!!

.....ditto here.....getting achy for that ** in me......

ever since you guys started writing about this i have started thinking more and more about going out and trying to find this kind of action. you make me incredibly hard and unbelievably ** and i have started trying to figure out how to secretly get away from my wife and kids for a few hours every so often so i can feel what all of you are feeling. i want to feel my own love ring tightening around the shaft of a hung man who knows how to stroke me. and i even love the idea of being 'owned'.

It doesn't have to be hung...your love ring will tightly grip it whatever the size. The ecstasy cherry that's only a short penetrating distance to heaven, just can't wait to be played with!
all you have to do is make that play date.

He's absolutely right. And in fact, a smaller ** will probably be more to your liking, because a bigger one --- at least until you adjust to having things going in and out of you --- is likely to tear you and cause fissures and bleeding, and that is NOT exciting or pleasing. I totally love what this poster said about the "ecstasy cherry": I'd never thought of it that way, but that's exactly what it is. And your lover will hit it as soon as the head 'plops' in. And he's right about another thing: that 'plop' really IS heaven!! Go find yourself a man!!!!

I'm your age and I'm having an affair with a guy in his early 20s who works with my wife. It's amazing how dominant he is and how submissive I can be. He's making me a true bottom for him alone. I know just how you feel.

For me a large part of the thrill is just subjecting myself to another man. Well, actually, to a very well-hung man who knows how to plow the field. I love being "taken" and ruined.

I like it average to small...they tend to work it longer, and I can feel them **.

Very hot. Very VERY hot.

It is! so very very is!

I have inserted vibrators in my **, even though I don't like the feel, it gives me a raging hard-on. I have often wondered what it would be like to get the real thing with a couple. But I would have to do his wife.

same with me: the penetration is uncomfortable, nearly painful, but i get an ** like none other.

I completely agree with what a couple of other guys have said here: you write beautifully and you should be doing that for a living. The way you describe the act is wonderful and it's incredibly hot. Keep going......professionally.

You are one seriously hot piece, aren't you. Wish you were mine.

Hot cream filled love muffin.... juicey!

Everything is a possibility!

I dream and fantasize of that very possibility, and I've been doing that ever since you first posted this message. I want you. I WANT YOU!!!!

I'd love to be yours to have....

It would be good for me to own you. But it would be better for you to be owned by me. Ownership is even better than you imagine.

Ommfg.........when you talk about your love ring "gripping" that way i can feel it in my shaft and it makes me want to fill you up with cream.......**!

I'd love to be your cream filled pastry puff....

If you lived near me, you would belong to me. You would come by my condo every morning before work, and I'd send you off to the office or the job with your ** filled with my cream. Sore, but not too sore to walk or to do your work, but just enough so you'd remember what intense perversity I'd done to you that morning. You would come to me at lunch time, and willingly receive more of my love, my shaft and my juiciness, then go back to work, with my cream still swimming around inside your ** cavity, and occasionally leaking out your hole --- just enough leaking out so that it would soothe your ** (and lubricate it a little, for later). Then, after you got off work, you'd come back to my place again, aching for the seriously hard ** you need.........and I'd give it to you. You know I would. You know it. We would ** for an hour, then another, then another. Harder each time. Rougher each time. Dirtier each time. Filthier each time. Then, finally, exhausted, you'd beg me to stop, and you'd go home to your precious little wife and your precious little children, with an ** filled with my cream, and you'd go into your house, with my cream slowly crawling out of your ** and slithering down the backs of your legs. You would sleep in the bed with your wife, knowing that you'd been used, abused, pleased and fully satisfied by someone who loves you and who knows how to give you just exactly what you need. Yes, yes, yes, my darling....you really would be MY cream filled pastry puff. Mine. MINE. And your wife would be able to ** smell it on you, but she'd never know what you were up to. And she would never know that you were MINE.

You're so right....yours!

Yes, you would totally belong to me. I would allow you to retain the image of a happily married man if you wished, to live at home. to be a husband and a father, but you would know who controlled your life, and you would know who permitted your marriage and family to continue, and you would come to me whenever you needed release, whenever you needed heat, whenever you needed humbling, and whenever you needed love. None of that would come from your marriage: it would ONLY come from me. It would only come from me driving my manhood deep into your throat, or your **, and then emptying my sac into you and filling your body -- and your life -- with cream. You would be LITERALLY cream-filled. And you would be LITERALLY happy.

Conk should spam this confession good...

who are you kidding? you want a ** in your ** so bad you can smell it.

I love the way you've presented yourself to me, face-down and open and ready. I would ** you even harder than usual, because you're so prepared to worship. Aren't you? Yummy.

My no...no! ...stop! ... once taken, becomes your yes!..yes!!.oh yes!!!