19 comments/ 59765 views/ 42 favorites Carl: My Hung Black Internet Lover By: Bi_in_LA At 37, life had become quite mundane. It was 1999 and I had been divorced for two years after 12 years of lackluster sex with a disinterested wife.. A cold loveless marriage didn't work for me and I decided I'd had enough I had married young, at 23, after graduating college. Now I shared custody of two great kids, and suddenly I had a lot of extra alone time on my hands. My name is Chris. I've been told that I am a good looking guy. Honestly I never thought I was. I didn't have a gaggle of hotties around me as a teen, although I got my fair share of girls in my youth. I guess I am the kind of guy who matured into his looks. I'm athletic and masculine, light body hair, 6'1" and 200 solid pounds with nice bubble butt, full lips, brown hair and I sport a nice medium thick 7" cock. The one feature that stands out is my eyes. Very light green with dark circles, and I have been told they can be mesmerizing. I wasn't real confident in my ability to attract women. I'd never done the bar pick up thing, and never considered hitting on a woman I hadn't gotten to know somewhat. Thanks to the Internet, I had found a way to meet women that worked for me. Through chat and email it was easy to "get to know them" in a safe and fairly intimate way, and It frequently lead to a first date. Over two years I met quite a few ladies in my same situation, thirty somethings divorcees with kids and not looking for their next hubby, just some quality companionship. They tended to come back for more, so I was doing something right. I am a very passionate lover with women. Everything I do in bed is aimed at providing them pleasure. Nothing turns me on more that having a woman orgasming on my cock or at the tip of my tongue. But I also had a growing curiosity about man on man sex. I had always been curious about men (cocks actually), but I had never acted on it. I spent hours reading gay and straight sex stories online, and I downloaded pictures from Usenet groups. I am not attracted to the man on the street, but I fall in lust with numerous women daily. My thing was that I was becoming absolutely infatuated with cocks. I guess it had always been there, but now I had the portal of the Internet to safely explore my fantasies. I looked at pics of cocks and spent an abnormal amount of time stroking my cock while living in my fantasy world. I gave into the relentless fantasies and decided it was time to explore them in the real world. I joined a couple of adult websites and started chatting with other guys. I live in LA so I wasn't too worried about being outed or caught. Some guys were gay, some were bi, and some were like me, curious and had never taken the step to acting on their fantasies. I had some good conversations, and I also ran into some very strange guys that I blew off. I finally took the step of meeting with a guy who lived about 20 miles away. He was gay and we had talked for a couple weeks about my desires. I was cock obsessed by this time. I wanted to experience receiving great head which I'd never gotten at home, and wanted to experience a cock in my mouth. Art was a white guy a little older than me, and told me he had a nice thick 7.5" cock. I arrived at his place and I was nervous. He invited me in and put me at ease with good conversation. He asked me if I was still interested in playing and I just nodded. Art told me to just sit back and watch as he unzipped and pulled out his cock. I was transfixed as I watched his hand slide up and down his thick cock. He asked me to pull my cock out and join him in jacking off. My hands were shaking as I lowered my shorts, but my cock was a dead giveaway, it was hard as a rock. Art slid over next to me on the couch and without much warning or giving me time to think, lowered his mouth onto my cock and the feeling was unbelievable. I reached into his lap and slid my hand around his cock and felt like a steel rod wrapped in soft velvet. After a minute of Art's mouth I was about to cum and pulled him off. I slid off the couch and onto my knees. I held Art's cock in my hand and noticed a nice big clear drop of pre-cum sitting on the tip of his head. I lowered my mouth and licked it up and loved the taste, very similar to mine which I tasted often. I took his cock head into my mouth and I knew right then I was turned onto something I would never give up. I sucked, stroked, and slid my lips up and down his cock. A couple of times it hit the back of my throat causing me to gag. I knew I'd have to work on that. Art told me later that just the though of having a virgin mouth on his cock had him on edge, and it wasn't long before he was telling me he was about to cum. I just kept working that big thick cock and soon he let out a long moan and started shooting his load into my mouth which I let it run out of my mouth and onto his cock. I wasn't enamored with the taste, but it didn't turn me off in the least. He returned the favor and soon had me shooting a huge load right into his throat. We shook hands and said goodbye, and off I went with a ton of new feelings, some guilt, but knowing that wasn't the last time I was going to be on my knees. Over the next couple of months I met with several different guys, some with small cocks, some decent sized, but the elusive huge cock never crossed my path. I had experimented on myself with different objects for years. I had purchased an 8" dildo which I kept well hidden while married and occasionally gave my ass a nice workout with it. I guess I was considered a bottom. I was never interested in fucking a guy, or even a woman, in the ass. But I did love the feeling of having that Dildo all the way up inside of me. After my experience with Art, I decided to train my throat as well. I bought a couple of more dildos and started practicing on them. I got to the point where I could keep my gag reflex at bay, and eventually I was able to work a fairly large dildo down my throat. I became more and more obsessed with big cocks, and really started getting worked up at the thought of having a Monster black cock. I constantly looked at pics of huge black dicks, and set out to find one online. I put an ad on a couple of sites explaining exactly what I was looking for. I wanted to take things a bit further with guys and make love. I was interested in a passionate session of kissing and touching, exploring with my hands and mouth, and having the same done to me. I said flat out in my ad that I wanted a very well hung black man. I wasn't interested in degradation or being someone's bitch, I simply wanted a wonderfully passionate experience. I checked my mail the next day and there were several responses. I answered the ones that interested me, deleted quite a few more, and ended up conversing with a guy named Carl who lived out in the valley. Carl was easygoing, intelligent, and also bi. We emailed and chatted and I began to feel like this guy was the one. You can get a sense about a person online if you pay attention, and Carl gave off the vibe that he was cool beans and into the same type of encounter I was looking for. He was 42, 6' 5" average build with a whopper for a cock. I saw the picture, and he wasn't lying. After a couple of weeks email and chatting, Carl asked if he could call me. I typed my number and hit send. within a couple of minutes my phone rang and I picked it up. We said hello and in a deep soft voice, he asked me if I was nervous . I told him that surprisingly I wasn't, I was looking forward to talking to him. "This is a big step for some guys Chris. I just want you to know that there's no pressure. But I will say this, I like what I've seen in your pics and the fantasies you've talked about. I'm here when you're ready." Damn, I was standing there looking at his cock pic on the computer monitor, and he was in my ear offering it to me. The butterflies hit my stomach and my cock chimed in with a twitch and started filling out. I took a deep breath and said, "Carl, how about right now?" I had cleaned up earlier, trimmed and shaved around my cock and balls, and prepared for a night with my dildo. I just came up with a better plan. Carl laughed and said, "That sounds like a great idea! My evening is free, and even if it wasn't I'd cancel my plans! I'm just surprised you're ready." "Well, to be honest, I didn't think I was." Then I told him about looking at his pic while he talked to me and Carl laughed again. I wrote down his address and I knew just about where Carl lived. I told him I'd be there in about an hour and we hung up. I'd committed, if I flaked I knew Carl would write me off, so I looked up his addy on an online map. I threw on a pair of cargo shorts commando and a polo shirt, slipped on my flip flops, grabbed my keys and headed for the door. Carl's place was a modest ranch style home in a nice neighborhood. I knew he had done a lot of remodeling on his own. We had chatted about home improvement as it was a mutual passion. It dawned on me that I actually felt like Carl was a friend. We had a lot in common outside our sexual desires, and I enjoyed chatting with him. I thought maybe this is what brought down my barriers to meeting him. This was different. I wasn't going to meet a guy for a quick drop trou and suck dick session. I was going to make love to this guy. It wasn't about getting emotionally involved or falling in love, but I would definitely let my emotions loose during the time we were together. I had also trained my throat and ass for this night. I parked in the driveway as he requested. It was dusk and I walked up the lit pathway to his front door and knocked. Carl opened the door and we just looked at each other smiling for a second before he invited me in. I stepped in and followed him into his den. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was what the girls would call tall dark and handsome. He was dignified looking, confident is a word that comes to mind. Carl offered me a beer, and I nodded and said please. Like me, he was stockier than thin, but in no way fat. He was wearing a pair of long cotton shorts and a T-shirt. I watched him walk back into the den with two beers and my gaze dropped to the front of his shorts. There was something substantial bouncing around in there, something I'd dropped about 10 loads while looking at it on my computer monitor over the last two weeks. Butterflies. Carl sat down in a chair opposite me as we drank our beers and talked. No hurry. We talked about his house, the things he'd done to it, we discussed ideas he had and I threw in my own suggestions. He asked me if I'd like to smoke. We had both admitted in chat that we liked to fire one up on occasion, and this was a fine occasion, so we did. I felt the mellow creep of good bud start to spread across my mind and body. I case I didn't mention it, a good buzz makes me horny and sends my passion meter into the red. He asked if I'd like a tour of his place and I said sure. His back yard was a work in progress, but he'd built nice covered redwood deck across the back of the house, and at the far end was a good sized hot tub. We walked down that way and he opened a French door next to the spa and invited me into huge master bedroom. The lights were low and he had some candles and incense burning. A king sized four poster bed dominated the room, with a seating area next to it with a couple of chairs and a table. I stepped inside and Carl followed closing the door. To this point we were just a couple of buddies hanging out, but that changed when I felt him step up behind me and slip his hand onto my hip. Instead of feeling tension, my body just kind of melted. His hand slipped around to my belly pulled me tighter against him I felt his body against mine from head to toe, and I could feel that cock of his pressed into my ass. He whispered into my ear, "I am glad you're here Chris." I turned coming face to face with him and put my arms around his waist. My cock was stirring and as I pulled myself against him I pressed my cock against his. I looked up at him as he took my head in his big hands and moved his lips down onto mine. We kissed closed mouth, my first ever with a man, and he pulled back and looked at me. What a feeling. His lips were soft, but big and masculine, and they felt very different yet extremely good on mine. I slid a hand up behind his neck and pulled him down for another, this time our mouths opened and our tongues came together. I'd never had a tongue that size invade my mouth, and I loved it. I kissed him back hard. I wasn't afraid of hurting him, and I gave it my all. It was a deep masculine kiss that had our wet lips sliding together as our our tongues dueled for position in each other mouths. We broke the kiss and I stepped back. All I could say was, wow. Carl was a bit more vocal and visual.That big cock was tenting his shorts, and he looked at me and said, "Chris, I have never been kissed like that. I knew a sister that was almost as good, but damn." My reply? "Wow." I wanted more, but I was letting him take the lead. He'd just shown me that if I wanted it I could have it, but this was his show from here on in. That would be a first for me as well. He stepped up to me and gave me a soft peck on the lips, then took my hand and led me across the bedroom into a spacious bathroom lit only by candlelight. I recognized this situation. We had chatted about starting out with a shower together, then moving on the the bedroom. Carl had paid attention, he knew what I wanted and to my great delight it looked like a plan in action. Carl walked over and turned on the shower then stepped up behind me pressing his cock into my ass. He wrapped his arms around my waist and under my shirt as he ran his hands across the naked skin of my belly. He lowered his lips to my neck and let his ragged breath warm my skin, followed by his lips and tongue. I was absolutely glued into place. He ran his hands up under my shirt and stroked my chest then nipples, then continued upward bringing my shirt with him, I raised my dangling arms over my head and he removed my polo. He continues to nibble at my neck as he ran his hands down my bare chest, across my stomach and into the top of my cargo shorts. I sucked it in a bit to give him room, and his hands slip down onto the front of my thighs. My cock was hard but pointing downward held in place by my shorts. His right hand grazed across the side of my cock. I never brought my hands back down, I had reached up behind me and had laced my fingers behind his neck. As his hand grazed my cock I began to grind my ass back into his stiffening monster. We were both breathing heavy, but not saying a word, letting this moment and buzz take us wherever. My animal instinct was to bypass all this tender shit and just rip our clothes off each other, but this was working and I was digging it. Carl pulled his hands back up and went to work on my button and zipper. He slipped my short down over my cock and it sprang straight up and slapped my treasure trail. Carl slid his hands across my cock, never grabbing it, just teasing it with his fingertips. My cock was hard as a rock and was reacting to his teasing by jerking and jumping. "Mmmm, nice cock Chris. I'm going to love sucking you down my throat." He them slipped his hands onto my hips and turned me around. I reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head as I leaned forward and took his nipple in my mouth. I gently sucked his nipple while running my hands up his back and lightly massaging. He lifted my chin up and we kissed again, softer but still strong and masculine. I dropped my hands to the elastic waistband of his shorts started to lower them. His massive cock was in the way so I pushed harder til they broke free and dropped to the tile floor. I was slightly bent over and his cock sprang free and slapped me in the chest leaving a small snail trail of precum on my skin. I stood up and ran my finger through the precum, looked Carl in the eye, and inserted my finger into my mouth. Yummy. He leaned forward and kissed me again as his cock massaged my hip. I looked down at his cock, and I couldn't believe it. It was a good 10" long and the color of milk chocolate. It was circumcised and torpedo shaped, with a wide rounded head that quickly widened into a fat shaft that seemed to get to it's widest point about three inches down. He had told me it started at about seven inches around at the head and went to about seven and a half inches and stayed that way to the root which was covered by trimmed curly black pubic hair. It was standing straight out, but gravity cause a slight downward curve. fucking beautiful.I couldn't help myself, I reached down and wrapped my right hand around the shaft. It was heavy throbbing and alive. Carl broke the spell and said it was time to step into the shower. I told him I wasn't about the let the water wash away his precum, so bent down while lifting his shaft and ran my tongue across his head which was wet and leaking. that's earned me another full throttle kiss before we stepped into the shower. As soon as the water hit us we were chest to chest, cock to cock, and wrapped up in another fierce tongue duel. Carl grabbed the soap and we began lathering each other up. I ran my hands up his back, down to his solid ass, across his chest and finally with both hands I gave a long soapy stroke down his cock. I was in a major state of half-lidded lust, I wanted this cock inside both ends of my body. Carl turned me around and started soaped my back. He then slipped his soapy hand down into the crack my ass. His finger massaged my rosebud then he slipped his digit into my ass as my hips starting moving involuntarily. He massaged my asshole, which he referred to as my man pussy, sliding his long finger in and out. "Your pussy is on fire Chris. So hot and tight. You think you'll me able to take me?" "I'm sure as fuck going to give it my best shot Carl. You've got me as excited as I've ever been in my life stud." He brought his hands back around the front and started massaging my cock. He stepped into me and I felt his cock slide down the soapy crack of my ass, then between my legs. I trapped it with my thighs while my balls slid across the top of his shaft as began to slide it back and forth between my legs. I could see his cock come out just below mine as he stroked back and forth. I could feel my shaven balls sliding around on that massive tool. Carl was breathing heavy and getting worked up. The water was starting to wash away the soap, and his cock was gaining friction between my thighs. I opened my legs and released him, then turned around. Carl place his hands on my shoulders and pushed me slowly backward until I came in contact with the bench at the back of the shower. I sat as he stepped forward with that beautiful cock bouncing in the air right in front of my lips. I'd been called a big mouth a few times in my life, but this is the first time I actually appreciated it. Carl placed his wet cock on my lips and I opened up leading with my tongue. His cock was wet, but it wasn't just water, this man leaked a lot of precum and it was delicious. I sucked and tongued the head of his cock and sensitive underside. I was still a little fearful of this massive tool and the damage it could do, so I controlled the depth by keeping my hands firmly on his hips. I slipped more of his cock into my mouth and my lips were now stretching around thickest part of his shaft but it wasn't uncomfortable. I began sliding my hot mouth back and forth filling it with more and more of Carl's cock. He started talking to me. "That's it Chris, take that cock. Ugh, your mouth feels so fucking good!" I just kept at it. I pressed forward until the head of his cock hit my throat and stopped. This was a tight fit. I wiggle my head back and forth trying wedge this huge black cock into my throat. I backed off and then went forward and tried again with more pressure. My throat gave way a Carl sank a couple inches in. I had never been this filled with cock, it was everywhere inside my mouth. Carl: My Hung Black Internet Lover I pulled back and dove back down and started fucking my mouth and throat with his beauty. Carl got into the rhythm and helped moving my head back and forth on his cock. I swallowed as much as my throat would tolerate, and Carl began to gently face fuck me. He rocked his hips back and forth getting a little deeper on each stroke as I jammed my throat forward. Between the saliva that was pouring out of my mouth and Carl's precum, his velvety smooth black cock was sliding back and forth from my lips across my tongue and down my throat. I was in heaven. I was getting air whenever I could, but my goal was ALL of this cock in my mouth. I looked up into his eyes and wrapped my hands around his hips and pulled him forward. He slipped in a little deeper, as deep as he would get. I managed a good 8" of his wonderful cock, but there was just no way I could get those last two. He was getting vocal again, "Oh yeah Chris, I'm getting close. You want this load down you throat baby, just keep doing that." I pulled back and began bobbing on his cock. I grabbed his thick shaft and began stroking, twisting my hand while sliding it up and down. I fucked my mouth on his cock faster and faster as he tensed up and I felt his cock swell. Carl yelled, "Oh shit Chris, here it comes!" I jammed that monster and far down my throat as it would go as Carl let loose and I felt his milky cum start shooting into my throat. I pulled back and my mouth started filling with his cum. I swallowed and it still leaked out the corners of my mouth. I kept sucking his massive chocolate cock In and out, back down my throat, the way made easier by all that delicious cum. I couldn't get enough. Carl shivered as his cock stopped spasming, and he began sliding it out of my mouth.I must have been a sight, I had come in my belly, on my lips, running down my chin and dripping on my chest. Carl just stood there panting and looking at me like I was from outer space. I swirled and swallowed the cum left in my mouth then scooped up what I could from my chin and chest, then swallowed that too. In my short history of cocksucking I hadn't really been interested in swallowing. I had done it, but it wasn't a priority. I wanted every drop of Carl's salty sweet milk, it was a validation of my success in giving the best blow job of my life and I savored it. "The was some of the best head I've ever gotten Chris." I was ok with being just one of the best. I smiled and said, "Practice makes perfect Carl." He pulled me to my feet and kissed my puffy cock swollen cum covered lips. "I think it's time we moved this to the bedroom. It's time for some payback." We rinsed off and toweled dry. Carl again took my hand and led me to the bed. He pulled back the covers and I climbed in. He went to the table and poured us a couple of glasses of ice water from a pitcher he had put there earlier. He was a considerate guy. I spied a jar of lube and some condoms next to the pitcher as well, which he brought over and laid on a towel at the foot of the bed. This show was just getting started. We fired up another fatty and brought that buzz back to maximum, then Carl slid into the bed next to me. Carl slid into bed and gently pushed me onto my back. He leaned over and kissed me hard with another of those sloppy wet tongue dueling kisses. I couldn't get enough. I loved kissing women, but this was one of those sweet feminine kisses on steroids. Carl slid his hand down to my cock and took it in his hand. He just held my rock hard dick as he started kissing and sucking his way across my chest and nipples. This felt great but I was wishing him downward and he must have read my mind. He moved his mouth across my stomach I soon felt his hot breath on the tip of my cock. Carl raised my cock and captured my precum covered head between his lips. He began to stroke his hand and bob his mouth and I was on edge. I have great staying power when I apply myself, but there is just something about a talented man's mouth that makes that a real chore. Carl looked up at me and said, "Your cock is beautiful Chris, I could do this all day." "I don't think I can take two more minutes of that bro, much less all day." With that Carl smiled at me and said, "How much of THIS can you take?" With that he dropped his mouth down and slid seven inches of white cock straight down into his throat. I nearly screamed as he began to fuck his throat with my cock. My hips came up as my balls contracted and I grasped at his bed sheets and I tried to hold back. Carl pulled back off me to my great relief as I settled back down. I could feel his cock on my knee as it was coming to life again and I had a brilliant idea. "Carl, I need to concentrate on something else while your sucking me. Why don't you turn around and let me back at your cock." Carl flipped and we got into the sixty-nine position. He began to slowly suck me, nothing urgent, just slowly sliding up and down. He then began to gently lick and suck at my naked balls. I was rubbing Carl's semi-erect cock on my face, then took him back into my mouth and straight down my throat right to root with my nose in his pubes. It was a perfect storm, his cock was hard enough to get down my throat, but hadn't yet gotten to it's full thickness or length. That didn't last long though and he soon back at his raging ten thick inches. I felt Carl moving his arm around and soon found out why. He never stopped sucking me as he retrieved the lube, and now I felt the cold slippery liquid touch my ass. Carl slipped a finger in as I moaned around his cock. He slipped it back out and a second one joined it. He was now stroking two thick fingers inside me and I lost the ability to keep sucking him. Carl then dove down on my dick again right to the root and began bobbing. It was all over. "Oh my god I'm fucking cumming!" and I let loose a blast of cum and it actually felt like a full body orgasm, a second huge spurt, then a third, I had never cum like this in my life as Carl continued to suck the life out of me. It seemed like an hour before I started to come down and relax. I was still shaking. I had seen many a woman doing this with me and I think I finally understood them. Lucky bitches, and I mean that in the kindest way. Carl cleaned me up with his mouth as I felt his fingers applying more lube to my ass. He grabbed what looked like a small syringe (No needle) and told me it was full of lube that he could get deep into me. Carl was prepping me for a fucking, and I was all for it. He moved away from me and wiped his hand on the towel, then crawled back into bed. I rolled to me side with my back to him and my head on a big fluffy pillow. I was so satiated that I could have fallen asleep right then. I felt Carl spoon up behind me with that monster cock leading the way. I opened my thighs and it slipped between them again with the head visible below my tired cock. His cock was slippery as I reached down and stroked the exposed head. A couple of things came to mind, he'd lubed his cock, and he wasn't wearing a condom. "Condom, Carl." I wanted this cock in me bare as bad as he did, but I wanted to be safe as well. "Chris, I'm clean. I was tested last month and I have the paperwork to prove it. I play safe, even with the girls, but I do trust your word that you're clean as well. This would just feel that much better without it." I didn't say a word. I just rolled toward my stomach as his cock slipped out from between my thighs. I reached back and grabbed his lubed cock and lined it up with my ass and I rocked back toward him. His cock slipped between my cheeks and came to rest again my man pussy. "Please, let me do this Carl. Let me work you inside me first." Carl, with his chest against my back, started nibbling and kissing my ear and neck. He slid his hand down to my cock which was coming back to life and he began slowly stroking it. I pushed my asshole back against his cock and I felt it start to spread me. I was about to spread my ass about two inches wider that I ever had with a dildo, and I had no doubt it was going to hurt before it felt good. I gritted my teeth and kept pushing back as Carl started to split me in two. He was being a good sport and staying completely still. I kept up the pressure and concentrated on being completely relaxed down there and suddenly Carl's massive black cock slipped in a couple of inches. The pain was bearable so I moved away from his cock then reversed course and gave a good shove with my ass taking about four inches, "OH FUCK!!!!" I screamed as I was split by the thickest part of Carl's cock. I laid still for a minute and let the pain subside. Carl was stroking my head and whispering to me. "It's ok baby, that's the worst part. Your pussy is on fire and burning up my cock. Are you ready for more?" I didn't answer him, I just arched my back a bit and pushed back against him as his cock slid deeper into me. It was amazing. Once my dildo was inside me it was easy going, but not Carl's monster, it stretched things tight everywhere it touched me. I kept pushing and it felt like Carl's cock was entering my stomach, I reached back and touched his shaft and it felt like there were still about three inches still outside of me. Christ, how much more could I take? I began moving back and forth on the seven inches inside me and chanted, "Fuck me Carl! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" And he did just that. Without losing contact Carl rolled me onto my belly and mounted me. I was flat against the bed, his chest on my back, and he started sliding in and out of my ass in long slow strokes. It was an amazing feeling. His cock felt alive, like it was part of me. I finally understood what it meant to be truly fucked. I started lifting my hips off the bed and meeting Carl's thrusts, I was circling my hips as I raised them causing his cock stretch me even more. I was impaled on a monstrous black cock, and there was nowhere in the world I would rather be. Carl continued to fill me and not only felt ever millimeter of his cock, I could hear the squishy sound of his lubed up monster in and out of my ass. Carl continued to give me long deep strokes. and we kept at it for several minutes. Carl whispered in my ear, "Do you want to ride this big dick Chris?" "Yeah stud, let me do some of the work here." Carl pulled out and rolled over on his back as I rose up on my knees. Carl leaned over and took my cock in his mouth and gave it some sweet strokes across his tongue and lips while I scooped up a little more lube and slid it down Carl's cock. Damn, his mouth felt wonderful, but I was feeling really empty and I was ready for more. "Lay back and let me on that beautiful cock stud." I said as I threw my leg over his waste and lined up his cock with my ass. I was on my knees straddling him and with using my hands I located his cock with my ass. I moved my hips in circles until I felt his big head line up with my ass and I pushed back sinking his crown inside me. Carl raised his hips and slipped deeper in me and started stroking in and out.. I sat back and had him in as far as he would go. Fuck I was so full. I began raising and lowering myself on his cock while rotating my hips in circles. Carl cock felt like it had bottomed out in me, but there were still those three elusive inches that just didn't seem to have anyplace to go. There was some pain when he bottomed out but the pleasure overwhelmed it. Put some downward pressure on him and felt something inside me give, virgin territory in my ass just opened up and suddenly I was seated on his pubic bone with his cock completely inside of me. "Oh fuck that's hot Chris, you got it all. You ass is burning my cock up. Fuck me baby, fuck he hard!" And I did. I started riding his cock for all it was worth. No fear now, my man pussy had captured all of him and now I was going to reward us both. Carl had my cock in his hand as I started bouncing circling my hip and constantly. We were both grunting and moaning. I am at a loss to rightly describe the feelings going through me. I slowed my movements down and leaned forward to kiss him. Carl was slightly inclined on the pillows so it was a perfect fit. As we kissed he continued to lift his hips and slowly slide in and out of me. We'd done some serious fucking and I was ready for some slow passionate sex. Carl was wearing me out. Carl said, "Let's get you on your back lover. I'm ready to do the driving." I raised up off his monster and rolled over onto my back. Carl had knelt between my legs and held that big black spear in his hand as he lined it up,. As he started to sink into me I wrapped my legs around his waist. to me, the missionary position was about as intimate as you could get. I had been on the edge of cumming earlier when Carl played with my cock while I was riding him. Now I was ready for both of us to find the finish line. Carl was deep stroking in and out with his hands on either side of me holding himself up. I had my legs and arms wrapped around his body as he lowered his face and began to kiss me. I was feeling that overload in my body again. I'd never heard of a man having a full body orgasm, but I'd already had one and felt like I was on the brink of another. Carl pushed up off of me to his knees and really started slamming his monster in me hard and deep. "You ready Chris? You ready for me to fill your ass with hot cum? Oh fuck I'm close baby..." "I chanted, "Fuck me Carl! fill me with that monster cock stud! fill my ass fill my ass fill my ass, fuck meeeee!!!!" I was on a cliff about to fall off into the ultimate male orgasm. Carl kept driving hard, groaning and grunting. He grabbed my cock and gave it one stroke and it was like he pulled it trigger. I took in a deep moaning breath and shuddered, then let out wailing "OH FUCK I'M CUMMING!!!!" My cock jerked and jetted out a long thick rope of cum so hard that it landed right across my nose, lips and chin, with a nice amount landing in my open mouth. I was cumming out of my cock, my body body was a quivering mass of pleasure, I had my own fresh salty cum in my mouth, and a huge black cock driving mercilessly in and out of my body. My second and third shots hit my chest and belly. Seeing this sent Carl over the edge. Carl gave a long growling moan and shouted, "Awwww fuck fuck fuck! I'm gonna cuuuum!" Upright on his knees, he hooked his arms under my knees and pull my ass up off the bed and started fucking the life out of me. Carl gritted his teeth with eyes closed and head thrown back--he jammed his cock inside me to the base and held it there. I felt it deep in my guts as he started filling me with hot cum. "Oh oh oh Fuck!" he shouted. He then pulled back and viciously started slamming me with his cock, in and out, in and out. I had no idea where I was, I was lost is some crazy space that had it's own reality. I felt and tasted everything, but it was like doing it in twilite sleep. Slam slam slam he went as he he continued to cum. He then started to slow his strokes, Through half-lidded eyes I could see the tension literally pour from his body. He started to shake and sigh, He lowered my ass to the bed and followed with his cock, still inside me, and fell forward onto my chest.. I just held him there as we both started to catch our breath and come out of our sexual fog. We lay still for a good two minutes then his cock started to slide out of me inch by inch. It felt absolutely wicked. Then Carl looked up at me and we did what men do in a situation like that, we both started laughing. Of course laughing caused me to constrict a bit and Carl's cock slid the rest of the way out of me. I felt his hot cum start to ooze out onto the crack my ass. Carl rolled off me and we both just laid there looking at the ceiling. I said, "Damn Carl, how many women out there have you ruined for averaged dicked white guys like me? That just doesn't seem fair." Carl laughed and said, "You'd be surprised man. There's been a few, but the majority of them couldn't take it all. I've had chicks see it and say 'no way in hell is that going in me' and walk out. I've had them so tight all it would do is hurt them and I ain't into that. I've had women who could only take five or six inches before I bottomed out. You're in a rare group Chris, those that have gotten every inch of it." I threw in my two cents, "I never thought about that. I just figured they all wanted a monster cock. Now that I think about it though, I've had some tight as could be but I never got deep enough to bottom out, Some love my cock hitting their cervix, but for some it's too painful The strange thing is, it really doesn't seem to matter whether they are tall, short, thin or fat, had kids or not." Carl said, "Maybe we'll have to test some out together." Typical men, we'd just fucked the beejeezus out of each other and we were talking about pussy. That's a story for another day though. We got up and jumped in the shower and washed ourselves. We dressed and then went out and had some beers and Carl ordered out for a pizza. Normally I just bailed within a couple of minutes of hooking up with a guy, but I enjoyed hanging out with Carl. We talked and laughed, and had a great evening. He asked if I'd like to stay the night and I said sure. Later I helped him change the sheets and we climbed in. No snuggling or kissing, just two naked buddies worn out from fucking each other. As soon as my head hit the pillows I was gone. I woke up the next morning to the feeling of lips on my back, and a hand rubbing my ass. Uh oh....