0 comments/ 6472 views/ 3 favorites Joy of Jonathan Pt. 03 By: Showoff888 My name's David a thirty something white guy who's had a bad string of uncooperative white woman and so I'm returned to my college days of jacking off with guys. I am completely naked with my cut cock bare smooth and bare, lying all soft and flaccid between my legs. I'm still all mellow from having had my guest jack me off. Jonathan's sitting next to me, this completely naked black man, slender, tall, and fit with dark chocolate skin cuddled up next to me. He just finished pumping out his creamy cum load onto my chest and he had me lick my jizz off of his delicate black hands after he jacked me off to completion. "Hey, that was thirsty work," Jonathan says, "Do you have something I can drink?" "I have juice, cold water, a beer, some wine, what do you want?" "How about some juice." We get up and I walk naked to the kitchen, I always love the way my bare feet feel on my parquet floors. Jonathan is right behind me as I feel his hands gently fondle my bare ass. He downs two tall glass of cranberry juice. He wasn't kidding when he said he was thirsty. "Back to the couch and some more hot porn?' "Oh yes!" This time it is me fondling his black bare ass. I'm amazed at what I am doing. What's come over me? We snuggle up together. On screen, the next porn scene begins. In it the two actors from the prior scene are just waking up in bed together, it appears it is morning. The black football player tosses off the covers and reveals his naked body has no hair anywhere. His black body is smooth from his baldhead to lacking pubic hair and having utterly shaved balls, his cock is semi-hard eight inches. Next to him is the buxom blonde-haired woman wearing a pink thong panty with nothing else sleeping on her tummy. He slaps her wide white ass and she playfully in mock anger bites his cock. She gets up displaying his bare 36 double dee boobs, flat tummy, and wide hips wearing that pink lace panty. She gets up and slips into a pair of pink four-inch platform mules with eight-inch heels, and walks out of the bedroom while the black man plays with himself, toying with his huge balls and thick prick. "Damn she is hot," Jonathan exclaims. "Don't you just love the sight of a juicy bare butt and high heels?" "Oh yeah." "Do you know, it's almost impossible to find those shoes like those on sale." "Really." I say with some astonishment as Jonathan squeezes my balls. "Almost but in the end I tracked something like them down. I love all the shoes she wears on this disk, they're such a turn on, at least for me. How about you? Do they turn you on?" "Ahh yeah. I guess I do have a foot fetish. High heels definitely do it for me," I squeeze his black hard meat to emphasize the point. Jonathan sighs with pleasure, "Yeah I've always wanted those fucking shoes..." We resume our mutual jacking as the scene continues. She returns with a tray carrying coffee for the two of them and the Sunday paper and gets back into bed still wearing her heels. "That's what I like. A hot naked thing wearing heels in bed!" Jonathan says softly as his fingers play with the tip of my cock. "She does wear them well," I mutter reacting to him pleasuring my penis. I try to do the same with his large black cock tip. She cuddles up to him, resting her head on his chest and under his arm, so that as they read the paper and sip their coffees, she can play with his cock and he can play with her tit, as They split the paper between them and read He is feeling frisky after downing his coffee and begins to pull off her pink thong panties, as she mockingly complains. He reveals a small pair of balls and a two-inch flaccid penis between her legs. He goes down on her and swallows whole her balls and cock and begins to give her a blowjob. Her penis grows to a slender five inches while he sucks her off. "Tranny porn,' I mutter aloud astonished, as Jonathan slowly pours more oil on my bare cock. "I told you this was kinky, do you like?" Jonathan says as his black fingers run along the length of my seriously aroused penis. "Oh yes..." I reply as I apply more lotion to his hard eight inches of meat. It's a good thing I have large hands otherwise, I would have a difficult time working Jonathan's thick black cock. I still have a hard time getting my head around the fact that I am letting some guy play with my cock and me playing with his cock. Never done anything like this before but it feels soooo fucking good. Why did I wait so long to find this out. We get into a nice masturbating rhythm as on screen the white tranny with the 36 double dee's explodes her cum load into her black lover's mouth. He complains about his hard on saying he needs to go take a morning piss. She tells him to hold it and follow her. He follows that wide soft white ass on those shapely legs as she mincingly walks on her platform pink mule high heels in the direction of the bathroom, saying she has to tinkle as well. They manage to get to the dual toilets but she grabs his mushroom black cock head and pulls his along while he complains about desperately needing to piss. She opens the shower door and lies on the floor with still wearing her pink platform high heels. She brings her knees up holding her piss erect penis directed at chest, as her man squeezes tight his balls and prick. Fuck babe I need to pee, he whines. She squeezes her balls and a stream of golden urine pours out of her penis and soaks her tits. Go ahead baby let it loose, she says in a breathe voice. Now you're talking babe, and he does so and she is bathed in his powerful river of golden piss as well. "Oh my God! What the Hell...." I burst out shocked at what I'm seeing. "Piss play...don't you just love it...that incredible feel of hot steam sticky fluid on your bare skin, so horrible naughty and yet so goddamn nice." Jonathan says as he continues to stroke my member. On screen after he's empty his bladder all over her she gets up dripping with his piss, takes his large prick in her mouth and begins to work his prick to get it all nice and hard. Get inside me, she whispers to his cock head. She gets up and spreads her legs as he approaches, aiming his erect black meat at the center of her juicy big white ass. As the cock presses up against her ass love bud and he forces his way into her ass, as she begins to play with her erect penis. The two get into a hot synchronization with her jacking off her white prick and he plunging his large black cock in and out of her ass. "Oh my...anal sex!" I exclaim as I feel my cock get even harder as I'm even more aroused at what I'm seeing. "And she has an ass that begs to be fucked, don't you agree," Jonathan says clearly enjoying me jacking him off and enjoying working my meat as well. It's all so damn hot...my cock being controlled by someone else, having him masturbate me and I just have to lay back and let him use my prick, he decides how fast or slow to go, when to stop and when to continue, my cock is his control over my body, my needs, my lust. Ahhhh...God this is soooo...good.... I also can't get over having my hand wrapped around Jonathan's hot black cock. His member is so thick and hard and yet the skin is so smooth and soft. Never felt anything like it. To know that I have his sex in my control, that I can make him feel whatever I want him to. Make him squirm, beg, moan, and want it...is so much power. To wield this power using his eight-inch pole of sexy manhood and he's letting me control his sex it's so damn incredible. Such a rush. Then there is what we're watching....this massive black football player with his equally massive black cock that he is ramming into that white babes juicy soft ass...all the while 'she' is wanking her slender cock for all she's worth...oh fuck....this is getting to be to much...stimulation overload.....it's all building up....to red hot overload.... I'm moaning....Jonathan's moaning...the sounds of balls slapping ass...the grunts and moans of fucking....ohhh....godddd...I'm sooooo going to explode.... On screen the white she-male slut is cumming and then the Black guy is filling her ass with his cum as well.... "Oh God...oh God," Jonathan manages to say. "Let go...now...." I do so and he abruptly jumps off the couch and collides over me as he tries to steady himself with one hand placed next to my head while he wanks off his own meat that is barely an inch away from my chest. "Oh God....oh Godd.....YES!!!!!" Jonathan bursts forth with creamy hot jizz, rich thick hot goo lands on my chest....then he starts losing it and he is shooting off wildly, landing on my chest, neck, chin and even a blast on my lips. Jonathan pants with exhaustion as he falls back onto the couch. On screen, the black dude has pulled out of her ass and he shot so much jizz into her ass that it is already oozing out. My cock is jangling in the wind begging to be finished off. I just let it hang. "Oh David...you wore me out, boy," he has to catch his breath as his body shudders with the aftermath of all that pleasurable sex. "ahhhhh.......woooo...haven't had a session like this in a very very VERY long time! Oh thank you! I just knew the moment I laid my eyes on your ass that this was going to be hot." I'm slowly calming down as well. No release so I'm buzzing with lust, every inch of my skin is craving sex. Jonathan reaches over and turns off the porn and hits the eject button. He swishes his black bubble butt at me as he goes and retrieves the disk, bending over to display that glorious big mass of ass to me. Then like a dancer he spins around with his now somewhat flaccid black penis and balls swinging as he moves. He stretches like a satisfied jungle cat after a hearty meal. "Man that was NICE....oh my....I can feel that juice I drank calling me...I need to pee...." A wicked thought fills his eyes. "Are you up for something really naughty but oh so nice?" My mind is a mess with heat and the smell of cum and it can't process anything at the moment. "Ahh....oh...I guess...but what...' "Don't you worry about it. Close your eyes I got a real surprise for you." I just hear and obey...I'm too exhausted but not satisfied to think...I feel myself pulled up out of the couch and carefully led through my apartment to somewhere. Jonathan's voice murmuring in my ear coaching and guiding me, his hands all over my naked body, my ass especially, but he carefully avoids my penis. I hear a door glide open. "Now be carefully here, step up, that's it, now lean in, that's it place your hands here." I feel cool smooth surface on my feet and hands. "That's it, no; bring your feet together, there just perfect. Now wait a minute....ahhhh....almost....there....all that cranberry juice.....yes....it's all bubbling up in my balls.....ahhhhhhh...almost.......ahhhhh....yes! There it is!" With that, I feel a blast of hot fluids hit my bare butt. "Ohhhhh...yes....such a pretty ass.....let me paint it....ohhhhhh..." I feel hot sticky fluids pouring all over my naked ass cheeks...finally the smell of it registers in my head.... PISS! Oh Hell! He is pissing on me! I just stand in my Jacuzzi all bare ass naked and I'm letting this wickedly hot black man piss all over my ass. OH God! "Oh....yes....pretty sight...golden...and white creamy flesh....don't you just love it?" Jonathan moans as he continues to stream out his urine all over my ass. I do feel so damn terribly wrong...like I'm being violated without the pain...humiliated and abused...yet I'm letting him do this to me....why? Because it feels so fucking good..... "Ahhh...there. All done. Now to freshen up and get my clothes back on." I stay in the tub feeling the piss drizzle down my legs and pool around my bare feet. The smell of urine is thick in the air and it smells bad...but....so interestingly nutty and well...kind of okay...I just don't feel like moving... "Did you like my panties?" I hear Jonathan ask from the living room. "Ahhh...yes..." "And those shoes she was wearing...don't you just lust after them?" "Ahhh...kind of." I hear myself say. "I have a pair sort of like that, should I bring them next time?" The fact that he has a pair of women's high heels somehow doesn't faze me at this moment. "Ahh yes." I hear myself say. "Oh good. I was hoping you would say that." I'm not sure how long I stand in this pool of piss but eventually Jonathan calls out to me. "We must do this again some time! Oh yes! Thank you so much! Had a wonderful time. Bye for now." I hear his shoes echo on the floor and the door shuts as he departs. Wow. I try to move and am able. The feel of his urine is on my skin as well as all his cum loads. I'm drunk. I wobble to the kitchen as I realize I'm so damn hungry from this work out. My head begins to clear about and that's when I can feel the desire still lurking in my loins. I'm still craving sex. I get a red silk thong and step into it, and then with the thong wrapped around my legs I inch my way over to pick up my butt plug. I grease its penial plastic shaft, and then insert it in my ass as I pull up the thong up over my hot penis and balls, using the thong's fabric to secure it in the plug in my ass. I then go to the kitchen, prepare my dinner, sit down, and eat it. Feeling the shaft of the plug pressed deep into my ass. I fondle myself as I eat. I clean up, then sit down at the computer, and find myself checking out the List. I pull my prick out of the thong and begin to slowly wank off as I read porn and search the List for something. I manage to just stay on the edge for hours, working my cock, pretending its Jonathan controlling my erection and keeping me from climaxing. Finally, I find an ad. A guy is at a nearby bar and needs to piss and get a blow job. I respond saying HOW ABOUT A HAND JOB INSTEAD? WHERE ARE YOU LOCATED? I send him my cross streets. MAYBE SEND ME A NUDE PIC. I watch myself send one of my front and back pictures. No face. FUCKING NICE. GREAT. I CAN BE THERE IN 10 MINUTES. OKAY I WILL PISS ON U & THEN U JACK ME OFF. Oh shit. I thought he was just going to use my toilet to pee in. He wants to pee on me. Well? Do I or don't I. To answer I feel my cock getting hard. I guess I know who is in charge. OKAY. SEND ME YOUR ADDRESS. I do. GREAT. BE THER IN 10 TO LET ME IN. NO. I CAN BUZZ U IN, I respond, AND YOU CAN TAKE THE ELEVATOR UP. NO. TOO MANY FLAKES. I NEED TO SEE U OTHERWISE I LEAVE. Y/N? At this time of the night, everyone is safely inserted in their holes watching TV or whatever. The elevator is controlled by the person inside so it won't stop on another floor until it arrives at the one signaled by the person inside the elevator. Therefore, no one can surprise me if I ride it. With these thoughts, I watch as I reply, YES. I WILL COME TO U NAKED DOWNSTAIRS TO LET U IN. GREAT. SEE U IN 5. I AM ALMOST THERE. BE THERE! OR I LEAVE. I frantically pull off my thong as I stumble off of the chair. I am heading toward the door as I push my thong down my legs, step out, and leave it behind, as I do so I hear my butt plug fall to the floor as well. I race to the door and head down the hall to the elevator. I anxiously wait as if finally arrives and I get in and I take it down to the lobby. I pray that no one in my building is going to be around to see me naked and letting someone into the building. The elevator seems to take forever. It must be past five minutes...he probably left. My cock and balls are bouncing with anticipation and lust. He's got to be there. Finally, the door opens and I burst out of the elevator and see across the lobby through the glass wall that is the front of the building and the glass front door a guy in black boots, jeans and a sport coat doing squeezing his knees and legs together. I recognize that 'I have to pee so badly' dance. I open up the door, let him in, and go grab the elevator before it can disappear trapping us down here. "Nice ass," he says. We get in the elevator and he keeps eyeing my naked body, checking out my ass and hard cock. "Nice. Fucking nice. Only a hand job?" "Yes. Only a hand job." "Too bad...." As we ride the elevator to my floor, he begins to fondle my ass. "Now follow me." I say as we step out of the elevator and walk toward my open door to my penthouse apartment. I don't know why but I let him fondle me, his hands play with my naked ass and even venture to touch my balls and semi-hard penis. When he gets into my apartment, he stops and pulls away for a moment. "The bathroom is just through here," I point and walk in that direction as I pass through my living room/dining area. "Fuck....I am about to burst...." He says as he catches up to me and we enter the bathroom. "Finally...I fucking need to piss badly." "We are here." "Great." We step onto the tile floor of the bathroom and we are assaulted by the smell of stale urine. Oh shit. I never drained the tub; it still has Jonathan's pool of piss in it. Oh well. I open up the glass door to my sunken tub and shower with my back turned to him. As I turn to face him, I hear something splash into the tub that is now behind me. I watch as he yanks off his belt, undoes his pants, pulls out his aching engorged penis, "I can tell by the smell that you're seriously into this...that's great..."he says as he aims his prick at me. "Hey....wait till I get in the...." "Fuck....." and he lets loose with a burst stream of hot golden piss aimed at my chest. "Hell! No....wait...." fumble into the tub and his piss keeps up with me. The force of his urine stream is powerful. "Don't you fags love this...ahhhhhh....." His hot new piss adds to the Jonathan's piss pool on the bottom of the tub as his golden sticky fluids dribble down my naked body. I feel so violated and used. So, abused and humiliated knowing I let this stranger in to piss all over me. What is wrong with me? Lust and perverse desire is my answer. My cock drips some precum fluids in response to my thoughts. Damn it to Hell,...I like this....Damn.... "Ahhhh...I can't wait till you start on my cock.....turn around I want to cover your ass with my piss....ahhhhh..." I do so and I feel the hot sticky smelly urine coat my butt. "Spread them wide.....ahhhh..." I do so. "Fucking nice...." I feel him take careful aim to shoot his stream all along my ass crack. I hear him sigh and feel his stream let up. "Wow that was great. Now, fag, I want to see you stick your toy in your ass while you work on my dick." He steps close to me. I look down into the tub and see that he had picked up and tossed my butt plug into the tub and that was the splash I heard. "You really want me to stick it in me?" "Fuck yeah....come on bitch I know you love this. I can see that your cock is as hard as a rock." He's right, it is. I shrug and do it, sliding the piss-moistened plastic into my ass hole, set my butt down on the bottom of the tub, feeling the warm piss all around my butt and legs. I reach out to grab his thick erect member with one hand and with the other, I grab his butt. I dig deep into his ass cheek and begin to pound away at him. "Hey...relax...make it last...make me beg for it..." The smell of urine is thick and it feels so sticky and weird on my body. I feel like some slut faggot just like he thinks I am. But my balls and cock burns with desire and fills everything with a feverish blur. I work his thick hard member with my other hand sink my fingers into his butthole. I would think that I am hurting him, but he seems to like it. I can feel the plug in my ass and its presence adds to my aroused state. "Oh fuck man...you are good.....use some lube on me..." I reach over to get the bottle of conditioner and spread a mass of it along the length of his dick. Then I begin to work it into his skin. Joy of Jonathan Pt. 03 "oh yeah....work my meat....ohhhhh...." I can feel his pulse in his prick as I glide my fist up and down his hot shaft. "Ohhhh...that's it fag....make me beg....I want you to beat my meat till I can't take it anymore...ohhhhh..." I do just that and soon he is moaning that he is close to coming. That's when I ease up and slow down and he starts telling me to pound his meat and let him cum. But, I don't. My hand on his butthole sinks into it. It's all moist in there from being so turned on and so I start to finger fuck his asshole. "What the.....ohhhhh...don't.....no....don't....ohhhhh..." He moans as he pushes his ass into my hand allowing my finger to sink even deeper into his hole. I keep a grip on his hard meat and just barely slide up and down to keep him aroused. "Ohhhh....come on....so close....ohhhhh...yes....I'm begging you....let me....cummmm...let me cummmm...bitch....ohhhh..." I keep my finger in his anus and I keep up the slow steady control of his sex. I have the power. My own cock starts to leak as I am so flushed with sexual arousal myself. This is such a rush, such a turn on. "Ohhh...bitch...you're good....I beg you....let me cummmm..." he pushes harder against my hand as my finger slips in and out of his wet hole. "Oh....you're good.....I beg you...let me...cummmmm....yes....let me beg.....cummmm...please....ohhhh....." I begin to pick up the pace as I feel his cock pulse in my fist. His balls bounce at each vigorous thrust I make. He is rocking his hips back and forth to aid to sensation of my one hand jacking him off and the other hand finger fucking his asshole. "Ohhh..I'mmmm losing it.....so...so...fucking close....that's it....ohhhh!!!!! FUCK!!!!" Then he explodes. A mass of hot jizz blasts forth from his cock head and lands on my cheeks. I pound his meat for all I'm worth I hear him cry out "Fuck...Fuck....Fuck...." as he lets loose jizz shooting off in all directions, landing on my chest, neck and even a bit on my lips. Finally, I feel his body shudder and collapse. The only reason he doesn't fall over is my hands on his shrinking prick and the other in his wet ass. "Please let go...." I do so, he staggers back, hot, and sweating trying to not fall over, and steady himself despite his clothes all bunched around his feet. "Fuck..." he murmurs as he bends down to pick up his clothes. "Oh bitch...that was good...you're hot..." He staggers as he gets his clothes up and on him. "Got to go...another time...." He says as he makes his way out of the bathroom and leaves. I can feel the butt plug buried deep in my ass and the smell of stale urine is heady and no longer offensive. I feel his cum on my face as it melts and runs down my cheek, chin, and neck, blending in with the sticky dried remains of my and Jonathan's prior cum loads. . My cock begs for release as I sit in this piss and jack myself off into completion. As I finally cum one last time I recall that Jonathan said he wanted to do this again. Joy of Jonathan Pt. 04 My names is David a white thirty three year old who is enjoy being an exhibitionist, enjoys masturbating, edging, the scent and feel of cum, and I have to confess, the scent and feel of piss. It's all his fault. Jonathan, just saying his name conjures up his image, tall solid built dancer slash swimmer's slash gymnasts gorgeous dark echolocate black body. Him of the flat tummy, the horse hung eight-inch cock and a pair of golf balls sized nuts. I can't get our play time together the other day out of my mind. The smell, the sights, everything about him gets me an hard on. My own slender three inches gets blasted into its full six-inch erection. I'm a mere five feet three inches tall and weigh in at one hundred and twenty some pounds. I've been told repeatedly these last few days that I have a great looking ass and legs. I do get a lot of walking and swimming in. I'm my own boss and fairly well off, enough to afford this penthouse suburban apartment. My obsession with Jonathan found me driving home after meeting with a client and seeing the Goodwill store that is located on the way home. I normally would not have given it a second thought but I suddenly found myself driving into the parking lot once I saw that it was just about empty. Why was that a good thing? What am I doing here, I ask as I find myself striding into the store on some kind of mission. What for? I feel obsessed and possessed and my dick is getting hard. What does it know that I don't? I finally get a clue when I find myself standing in front of the women's shoe racks, searching and hunting. Oh my God....I remember Jonathan saying he owns and wears, in secret presumably, women's high heels. He mentioning bring a pair to show me at our next meet. Suddenly I tremble. I begin to sweat and fear takes over at what I see. Two pairs of shoes. I have one of each in my hands and I can tell that they would fit my feet. I have a shoe fetish and just know this kind of thing. Though in my prior life BJ (Before Jonathan) that was just a bit of fetish trivia. One is a pink platform open toed mule. A sexy hooker's heels, four inch of plastic pink platform with a solid pink plastic six-inch heel. The other is a black ankle and two straps four inch heeled shoe. They seem to burn my hands as I hold them and my heart races as I look upon them. No one else sees me here. I'm so afraid that I would at any instance get arrested as some kind of pervert. Buy me, they sing sweetly and seductively to me. Buy me. Take me home with you. Wear me. Buy me. No! No! No! I can't do this! I must not do this! I have to leave! Now! Oh God help me.....help me.....I plead as I walk to the counter with those sinful things gripped in my shaking hands. Please somebody stop me. Don't let me do this.... But no one hears my pleas. The young girl at the counter is more focus on her texting than me. She takes my cash and rings up my purchase without even looking at who I am. She couldn't care less if I am female, male, or a centaur. I have cash and she takes it. "Want a bag?" She asks, as she doesn't bother to hear my answer, puts them into a red plastic bag, and hands the shoes to me. "Have a nice day...." She says as she reads the next text on her smart phone. I shake and my penis aches as I walk out of the store. I almost break into a run as I don't want anyone to see the enormous tent my erection is making in my dress slacks. My hands shake as I open the door and I have to really concentrate to get out of the parking lot and onto the street without harming myself or others. It is around two O'clock when I park my car I notice. The significance of that is not lost on me. My building is empty. No one is here but me. During the week, everyone goes off to work and the kids are not yet back from school. The parking lot is empty. I guiltily exit from the car and walk to the lobby. A horrible feeling comes over me. A burning desire to rip off my clothes, get naked and prance around in these shoes! Oh God help me. I think of Jonathan's sweet big black bubble butt and long legs astride these shoes and my cock aches and begs to be let loose from its confines. I am possessed. I step into the lobby and I can't help myself as I frantically stripe naked right there in the lobby for anyone...and no one to see me. I tremble as I set my bare ass on the bench in the lobby and pick up the pink platform shoes. Those hideous sexy monsters. They sing to me like sirens and I my helpless. My feet slip into them and I feel......good. Natural. Fine. Better than fine. Sexy. I love with a fetish desire high-heeled shoes. I obsessively collect images of women in scanty clothes wearing them. I've masturbated hundreds of times to these images and now I am one of them. One of those sexy sluts wearing nothing but these incredibly sexy shoes. I stand up and don't fall over. I begin to gather my clothes up, bending over and picking them up and I notice that I can do with some preternatural ease and grace. I feel alive. I feel powerful. I feel like a slut. I feel my cock leaking pre-cum. I push the button for the elevator and luxuriate in the feelings of being nude in public and wearing a pair of women's shoes. I'm wearing fucking hooker's shoes! I get into the safety of the empty elevator and my heart stops racing. I won't get arrested I say to myself. I ride the elevator up and guiltily enjoy the feeling of being naked and the hot wicked shame of wearing these pink platform six-inch heels. I with more grace than I could ever imagine step out of the elevator and walk down the hall on these six inch things. It feels so unnaturally normal. What am I? I unlock the door and go about putting away my clothes and hiding the other pair of shoes in my bedroom. It does feel normal to be naked in my own apartment. I usually am. But I'm not usually wearing women's six-inch heels I tell myself. It still is a sexual rush that I feel deep in my groin. I sit down at the table, turn on the computer, and go about in a semblance of normality some work. It is about an hour into working, I'm sipping a glass of wine when a chat window opens up. It's Jonathan. HI, he texts. I'M THE ONLY 1 AT THE OFFICE. I USAULLY HAVE THE EARLY SHIFT BUT I VOLUNTEERED TO TAKE A FRIENDS SHIFT SO IM STUCK ON THIS SHIFT THE REST OF THE WEEK. I NOW COME IN LATER AND LEAVE LATER. HI, I text back. IM BORED. HELP ME LIVEN IT UP SO R U NAKED? He asks. I laugh. Naughty boy. YES LUCKY U. PLAYING WITH IT? A BIT. HEY, U SAID NO BODY IS AROUND? I ask. ALL GONE. PLACE IS TOTAL EMPTY. I JUST STUCK HERE FOR A FEW MORE HOURS. R U ALWAYS NAKED AT HOME? YES. DO U ALWAYS PLAY WITH URSELF WHILE U WORK? I giggle. What should I tell him? SOMETIMES. I feel my penis calling me. Should I do the one handed type? Yes! I begin to stroke off, slowly. LUCKY. R U PLAYING WITH URSELF NOW? YES How did he know? I apply some lotion to my cock. I always have lotion nearby throughout the apartment. SEND ME A PICTURE OF IT WHAT? SEND ME A PICTURE OF U NAKED AND UR HARD ON OKAY. I take a picture with the computer's web cam off my erection all greased up and shiny. NICE! LOVE U R COCK. NOW SEND ME A PIC OF YOUR COCK. I CAN'T I'M AT WORK. HEY U SAID NO ONE IS THERE, T/F? T NO ONE WILL BE BACK? NO ONE. BUT U HAVE TO STAY? YES SO I can't believe I'm going to type this. Thinking these thoughts make me crave my butt plug. WHY NOT GET NAKED? NOW? U SAID NO ONE AROUND. NO ONE RETURNING TRUE THEN? U R BAD!!!!! THAT'S UR FAULT HAH. OKAY BRB That gives me some time. I rush out of the chair and go get my butt plug and some lotion. I lube it up and then press its plastic head against my love bud and it slowly slips in. I sit back down. With one hand fondling myself. U BACK? I type. YES WHAT DID U DO? LOCKED DOOR STRIPPED DOWN HA! NAKED? NO WHY NOT? I LIKE THONGS. I AM WEARING A SILK RED THONG GIRLY TYPE? YES THE ONLY KIND TO WEAR HA! SEND ME A PIC OF UR COCK. WAIT...I HAVE MY TABLET....LETS SKYPE WEB CAM. OKAY. BRB. While Jonathan gets his tablet, I set up my skype and webcam. Send him my invite. He connects. There he is with his huge cock and balls packed into a small red thong. "Nice now show me a picture of your cock," I say aloud. "Oh, alright, there,"He pulls it out. "Ahhh...so nice, Hey, you will never guess what I did today?" What am I doing??? "So, tell me what did you do?" Jonathan asks "I ah found some high heels at Goodwill." "Did you buy them?" I take a deep breath. "Well yes, I did. Two pair." "Are you wearing them now?" "Yes," I did it confessed my secret. I feel all flushed with embarrassment, as if I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar. "Show me" I stand up and let the webcam see me. "Oh my! You look so hot! Those are fucking amazing shoes. You are a lucky dog. Guess what?" "What?" "I also bought a new pair today at lunch today." "Show me." "Let me get them." I watch as he walks away out sight then he comes back with his thong wearing black pumps with a four inch heels. "You look so sexy." "So, have you cum today?" "Only once, and you?" "Just this morning, in the shower." "Why didn't you cum?" "Just wanted to edge." "Do you play with yourself every morning? "Yes. Do you play with yourself every morning in the shower?" "Yes." "Do you cum every morning?" I ask. "Usually. But you don't, correct?" "Correct, sometimes I just like to edge makes me want it for later." "Yes it does. This is making me horny." "Me too, that was the point of me calling you. Let's jack off together." "You are so bad." "Yes, I am. Let's see who can last the longest." "Okay." "Start now!" I watch as he strikes his stiffing black cock while I work my cock. We go at it for the next ten minutes when I hear his office phone ring. "Good thing I'm wearing the head phones now be quite while I answer the phone." I watch and listen as he talks to the client while still playing with the tip of his thick black cut prick. Seeing him masturbating while he is talking to his clients is such a turn on. I almost lose it right there. I have to slow down before I start moaning out loud. Can't let his client here me over Skype. Now Jonathan is rolling his eyes and faking jerking off, as if to say that the guy is just jacking him off as in wasting his time. "Finally! I got him off the phone, now wear was I....ahhh. yes...doing this....mmmm...how are you holding up your end? Doing well I can see," Jonathan teases. "Almost lost it when you had to talk with him." "Me too, they should pay me to work like this." "I would!" Oppss...did I say that. "Darling, I would give it to you for free." "Ahh....thanks...but I got to stop for a moment." "Why?" "I need to pee." "Can you do something for me?" "Sure." "Do you have any of those hot/cold sports bottle containers?" "Sure. I most have gotten almost a half dozen of them from customers as promo items." "Go get one." "Okay, but I need to pee..." "I know, just go get me and bring it back here." Sigh. "Okay." I find one and bring it back. "Now what?" "Unscrew the top. I know you're an expert at screwing things." "Cute." I do so. "Now what?" "Piss in that. Do it for me." "What?" "Let me watch you piss into the bottle." "This is weird but okay, for you." I place my prick head into the opening and hold it there while holding the bottle as well with the other hand. "You really want me to.....uhhhhh....okay....there it comes....." A start stream of golden fluids begins to fill the bottle. The warm yellow fluids look like a bottle of beer. "Ahhhhh....oh man....you seeing this?" "Oh yeah. Wonderful." "I just want to suck you so bad..." Jonathan says. "Can I come over?" "No one has ever given me a blow job ever." "Oh you poor darling. Well I'm so glad to be the first. I'll see you shortly! Bye!" "But...." The screen goes blank. I was about to ask him what do I do with this bottle of piss. Oh my God he is coming over to give me a blow job!!! If I wasn't already peeing I would have peed in my pants I'm so excited. I set the bottle on the kitchen counter and try to wait calmly for his arrival. When the buzzer goes off, I just about jumped out of my chair from the excitement. I run as quickly as I can in my platform high heels to ask who it is. "It's me dearie, let me in." I buzz the door open and stand by the front door of my apartment waiting expectantly. I finally hear the sound of the elevator and the door opening. I hear him step out of the elevator but then there is silence. What's going on? I hear rustling sounds then as I approach the door and then hear the reassuring sound of high heels approaching. The door opens and he makes his entrance, a slender tall black male wearing a scarlet camisole, matching red panties that I saw on screen and those four-inch black pumps on his small feet. That old idea about the size of a guy's feet and the size of his meat never saw Jonathan. "Come here." Jonathan holds out his arms to me. I approach and his strong arms engulfs me and he draws me into his embrace. So warm, so comforting, and so arousing. I feel his member press into me and feel my own getting harder as it snuggles against the silk and his hardness underneath that silk. He begins to kiss my on the forehead, eyes, cheeks, and I just am amazed at my reaction to his presence and his body. My mouth just falls open to say something but he silences my words with a soft kiss. Oh God...I start to swoon and would fall over if not for the fact that Jonathan has one hand firmly gripping my soft butt and the other wrapped around my torso. Then I'm released. I'm like a newborn trying to stand on my own feet after my mother just let go of me. "Now be a dear, I need to pee, could you bring me something to piss in?" I go get my half-filled bottle and start to bring it over to Jonathan. "That's a dear but could you please doing that screwing thing you're so good at and remove the top for me?" "Of course, what was I thinking?" "I haven't the faintest idea," Jonathan says winking at me with a wicked grin, "now I'll hold the bottle while could you be a dear, and remove my panties for me. But do it carefully, get a tight grip on my dainty little sex so I don't wee-wee all over the floor, then hold it over the bottle so a girl can pee?" "Yes, my dear one. I'm ever at your command my dear one," I say as I hand Jonathan the half-filled bottle with my golden urine. Then I reach over to his red silk panties where his piss engorged penis rest underneath the fabric straining to be released. I pull it them down over his wide solid hips and ass. As I do so I start to consider his measurements as I have done so many other times doing just this act with some babe I picked up for the night. Let's see, as I feel Jonathan's hips and bubble butt I judge he must be a 38, I pull over his panties and let them puddle around his black pumps. All the while I keep a tight grip on his warm solid penis as I slide my hand up to his waist and play with his belly button, and conclude that he has a 30-inch waist. As I look up at his wide solid smooth black chest, I say he was a 38 bust as well. Nice, hourglass figure. He is such a hot babe. I grip his solid thick hot prick just below it's head as I point the tip of his penis just inside the open bottle. "Ahhhh....good boy.....I do need to pee...." I hold onto to his thick soft penis and as I release my tight grip. I can feel the urine begin to surge out of it. A blast of golden fluid pours out into the bottle and it is a wicked erotic feeling of holding Jonathan's firehouse while he urinates into the bottle. "Ohhh....yessss...I needed this....I had to hold it in for so longggg....mmmmmmm...yess...." Oh my God he's not kidding! I watch with concern as I hold on to his hose fearing that he will fill the bottle beyond its capacity to hold all this piss. "mmmmmm...." Jonathan murmurs as he blissfully urinates. "How am I doing?" "Just fine....hopefully you're almost finished?" thinking if you're not my floor will be flooded. "Oh...yessss...just a bit more...don't let go..." "I wouldn't think of it." "You're such a dear. A girl needs a handy man don't you think?" Finally, I feel the pushing tide of hot piss begin to subside. I shake off the last drops on the almost filled to the brim bottle. "Be a dear and do that screwing thing you do so well, be carefully, and don't spill any of it." As I put the bottle on the counter to screw in the top, Jonathan comes up behind me and presses his thick warm meat up against my ass, sliding it along my bare ass to settle in between my cheeks. "Uhhh such a nice butt..." He says as he slowly humps my ass. I almost knock over the bottle at this. I feel my balls burn and my cock struggle with its growing erection but I'm pressed into the counter and it can only press against my body and the solid wood. "Ohhh...yes...more of this later. Now," he takes my hand, "take me to the bedroom. "Ahhh...this way." We go to my bedroom and Jonathan leans me up against the edge of the bed and then pushes me over. I land on my back as he rips off his remaining shred of clothing and begins to crawl naked onto the bed. He straddles my body and I feel the heels of his black pumps scrap against my legs as he makes his way up along my body. I look up at this sexual animal in heat that looks like he is about to swallow me whole. He pounces on me with a grin as he plants hot kisses on my face, lips and neck making his way down my naked body toward my erection. He begins to lick my tummy and play with my belly button, occasionally nipping at my bare flesh. Then he finally gets to my vibrating cock so hot and hard. And he kisses my head. "Ohhhhhh God!!!!" I burst out. I've never experienced anything like this. He licks the length of my stiff meat and his hot breath just sends shivers up and down my body. He grabs my balls with one hand and aims my cock towards his open mouth. I hold my breath as he does it. He swallows my cock and OH-MY-GOD! Wet. Hot. Pleasure courses through my body as he begins to suck and lick my cock inside of his mouth. He glides his mouth up and down along my engulfed throbbing stiffness and I just barely can contain my pleasure. I feel lost in his mouth and so thrilled. My cock and balls pulsate and my breath goes shallow and my heart pounds in my chest. I've seen this done on screen hundreds of times and seen the look on the face of the guy receiving the blow job but I could never imagine the reality of what it felt like. I can't control myself and I'm happy to be in Jonathan's controlling hands and mouth. I just drift off into bliss and let him do what he will to me. I moan and just lose it all in a burst of orgasmic pleasure that fills everything as I feel my seed filling his mouth. !!!!!! When I come back to my body after I just came like for hours I see Jonathan's bright happy face with my cum dripping off his lips and he is wrapping his arms around me and we kiss hot and fierce. Our tongues trade my cum back and forth between us as I passionately kiss this amazing sexual being. He rises up and settle straddles me with his knees trapping my body as he sets his bare warm ass on my chest, his proud solid prick points directly at my mouth and I want it! I want it so badly. Joy of Jonathan Pt. 04 "Take me," Jonathan whispers. "Open up and let me in, please..." I open my mouth and Jonathan brings his chocolate cock head to my waiting lips. We touch and sparks fill the room and my tongue reaches out to that moist head and tastes it for the first time. Skin so soft and so familiar. I taste a drop of his pre-cum as it leaks out. Oh God I want it all as I open wide to allow Jonathan to push his big round meat into my mouth. He is so big I almost gag on him. I feel the solid softness of him and start to suck wanting to pull his cum from out of the depths of him. Jonathan holds my head as he rocks his hips forward and back shoving his cock deep into my mouth and sliding it out again. I can't contain even half of it in my mouth but I want to take it all down. I just can't. Jonathan moans with joy as I do my best to channel all those women porn stars I've been watching all these years as they sucked down their men. I am they as I try to give him a memorable blowjob. "Oh David....oh....I wanted this....crave to be in you....oh yes.....I'm losing it....way too fast....ohhhhh!" I feel him tense and I know what is coming as I brace to swallow it all down as best I can. It floods my mouth to overflowing and the taste is salty and satisfying. I suck and suck trying to take it all in without gaging. Tears flow down, as I have to open up and let the flood of cum over flow my lips and cascade down my chin. Jonathan holds my head steady as he pulses out another gush of jizz in a guttural groan of sexual pleasure. I feel that it's all flooding all over me and it's all a blur of smell and taste and solid living flesh filling my mouth beyond its capacity. We both collapse onto the bed, hot sticky mess, sweaty bodies, skin touching skin, hot breathes, and then slowly I sink into happy exhausted darkness. Wow.