Now Mark sat just a little wider and from under the robe I could see the tip of his flesh peeking out.
I caught my breath. My eyes pinned on the big schlong dangling between his legs. He was built hung and uncut. My heart raged while under the sheets I put my hands over my crotch. My sudden erection was so hard that I was almost afraid it would make the blankets stand out like a tent.
As if he was completely unaware of his dick hanging out from under his robe, he continued the story.
‘‘After she ate the meat and drank the blood, the girl yawned and said she was sleepy.
To which the wolf said: ‘Undress yourself my love and come lie down beside me.’
‘Where should I leave my dress?’ she asked.
‘Put it into the fire,’ he said. ‘You won’t need it anymore.’’’
That’s when Mark paused and looked up to me. I swiftly took my eyes away from his hairy crotch and forced a smile. But he was already following my previous gaze.
Seeing how his own cock was out on display, he lay the open book down on the nightstand and got to his feet.
I was expecting him to tie up his tunic, but instead he completely took it off.
My eyes went wide as they took in the view of his magnificent body. Tall and athletic with a long juicy prick in between firm legs.
‘‘Move over will you,’’ he said. Whereafter he crawled next to me under the sheets. Making his skin touch mine while we huddled close together. He didn’t stop there. After picking up the book he put his left arm around me, forcing my head on his chest. Was this really happening?
‘‘After she had undressed, the girl approached the bed. There her grandmother lay in strange position, covered with a hood over her face.
When she crawled into bed she said: ‘Grandmother, what hairy arms you have.’
‘The better to stay warm with, my love.’’’
While he read it, I stroked my hand over Mark’s left arm. Tentatively feeling each and every hair with the tips of my fingers.
‘‘‘Grandmother, what big shoulders you have.’
‘The better to carry the firewood with, my love.’
‘Oh grandmother, what a big mouth you have…’’’
Mark turned his head towards me and gazed into my eyes. And in his face, I saw the reflection of my own desire. The unmistakable longing for the warmth and embrace of that other person with whom you wanted to leave the whole world behind. If only for a swift moment of infinite passion.
He came closer, to the point where his breath blew in my face. My lips trembled as I could almost feel his touch.
Then he whispered: ‘‘‘The better to eat you with, my love.’’’
But he did not kiss me. He straightened up and continued once more. ‘‘‘Oh grandmother, I’ve got to go make pee pee.’
‘Make pee pee here.’
‘But I have a terrible itch too.’
‘Lie down and I will scratch it for you.’’’
Mark let his big hand slide under the blankets, when suddenly, I felt his thick finger caressing my hole. After that, he put the book shut, and simply continued the massage. Then he licked his tips before bringing them back to my crevice. I closed my eyes and exhaled, enjoying his gentle strokes. Whereafter he let the whole of his middle finger disappear deeply inside of me.
I brought out a soft moan, to which he responded by twirling the finger around, while rubbing my outer skin with the others. My dick was growing again as he stimulated me in precisely the right spot. How I had longed all these years for those hands to touch me, and now finally…
He caressed my neck with his greedy lips. Sending chills all down my spine and making my toes curl in arousal. I turned my head and we got locked in a lustful glance. His spectacles glistened in one of the night lights and I tentatively took them off his nose. He took his hand out of me and tasted my fluids. Then he brought his index finger to the bridge of my nose and ran over its outlining, until he reached my lips and put it into my mouth.
He stroked my cheek with his big thumb and brought himself up to me. Going in for a long and passionate kiss.
I threw my arms around his big shoulders as our tongues collided. Taking in each other’s saliva – rubbing and mixing it till it was one substance. Made up out of the both of us. Warm fluids flushed through my body and my heart felt enlightened.
From my lips he went down to my neck, kissing me all over my skin until he reached my erection. He took it in and pressed his lips around my cockhead. His tongue twirled around the tip and the tension of his molding mouth made my muscles twitch. I looked down into his eager gaze – his penetrating blue eyes that were filled with longing. Watching me while his cheeks were stuffed with cock.
His technique was on point, squeezing his lips with a trembling motion while his tongue ran up and down the shaft, smearing saliva all over until it dripped down to my balls.
As an addition he inserted his middle finger again, going right for my sensitive place and turning my arousal up another notch. Causing my body to convulse. Pleasuring my hole as well as my dick. He was clearly enjoying himself too, seeing how he closed his eyes while eagerly sucking on my flesh. Working his tongue around my hard-on with pure dedication.
He came back up to me and put his full weight on top. Kissing me some more while running his hands through my hair, firmly pushing his fingers into my scalp. Our dicks rubbed along one another, and I could feel he was just as hard as I.
All the tension of that night had set in motion a constant circulation of fluids through my body. Causing my bladder to fill up. When he accidentally put some pressure right above my pelvis it felt as if I was about to burst.
‘‘Something wrong?’’ he asked, when apparently, he’d caught on to my cringe.
I hesitated at first, but then I said, ‘‘I haven’t been to the toilet for quite a few hours and now I kinda have to pee.’’
Mark grinned. ‘‘Well, you heard what the wolf said. If you have to take a piss, you can do it right here.’’
His words filled me with excitement. I don’t know why, but the idea of letting it all run seemed oddly arousing. Problem was, my dick was so hard that I couldn’t possibly.
‘‘I can’t,’’ I said.
‘‘Sure you can. You just have to relax. Here, let me show you.’’
He got to his knees and beckoned me to come over with his finger, while he gave me a seductive glance.
His dick was still in an erect state and seeing his hard knock, I immediately wanted to suck. But when I tried to go for it, he wouldn’t let me and pushed my head back. ‘‘Wait for it,’’ he said.
As I looked at the little slit in the pink head, my heart began to pound. Knowing that something was coming, yet not knowing when. The tension was building as I was waiting for him to release his fluids. The longer I was eyeballing the glans the more I craved for the spurt of its fountain.
His dick sacked a bit as it was now only half erect. When suddenly, a little stream gushed out of its thick head.
I opened my mouth wide, catching the stream with a grasping tongue. Warm fluid spilled into my mouth, and I drank with thirst. Swallowing as much of his life sources as I could. But the force of the stream got heavier, and I couldn’t keep up anymore. Piss overflowed the corners of my mouth and I shut my eyes as the jet sprayed all over my face. Wetting even my hair and also my chest, as his fall of pee ran down my neck.
When the flow stopped, I cautiously opened my mouth. Mark grabbed on to the back of my head and without warning, shoved his dick down my throat. I blew the shaft and sucked on the pumped-up head. Stuffing my cheeks with his meat rod and grabbing on to his balls, which I juggled between my fingers. They were heavy and full, and I craved for the milk that was in them. I pressed my lips around his cock and gulped him in with force. Meanwhile working my tongue as a propeller. He pulled me by my hair and slid me up and down his prick. Making me blow as if it was my only duty.
After a while he turned me around and forced me down by pressing my shoulders. Then he buried his face into my crevice. ‘‘Hmmm – what a delicious bun of bread,’’ he groaned.
He spread my cheeks and maneuvered his tongue inside. Twirling it around my inner canal and wetting my pucker. I pushed back, grinding my hole onto his sucking mouth. ‘‘Eat me daddy,’’ I hissed, and I gasped for breath as my legs trembled of pleasure. He sucked in the flesh of my sphincter with the force of a vacuum, whereupon he spit into the open gap. He pushed in his finger again to work the drool further up my ass. Making me wet and slippery. Preparing me to serve as a slide for his dick.
Then he rolled me on to my side and lay himself behind me. ‘‘Hold up your leg,’’ he said. After which he got a hold of his dick and pushed it inside. I clenched my teeth as the thick long rod teared me apart. But I did not resist for I wanted him badly.
Mark took over my leg and I grasped on to his delt from under his arm. He put his other arm around my body and stroked his hand over my lower stomach. ‘‘How’s your bladder?’’ he whispered in my ear.
‘‘Still growing fuller,’’ I gasped.
‘‘Feel free to empty it whenever you feel the need,’’ he said, and he grabbed a hold of my dick. Which was now hard as a rock.
‘‘Please stroke me daddy,’’ I said, while I pushed myself onto his stiff meat. And he clasped his strong fingers around mine whereafter he gently pulled the skin. All the while his hard pecker dug its way further up my butt.
I squeezed on it, molding it with my sphincter as he worked up the pace. Feeling his hard sweaty torso sticking to my back, as our bodies were deeply entwined. He gasped in my neck and kissed the back of my head. Holding me in loving embrace while fucking me hard. I was moaning from the friction in my canal and the firm hand with which he was jerking my dick. ‘‘Oh, how I needed you – I needed you always,’’ I screamed.
‘‘Psst, it’s okay boy,’’ he said, and he tightened his broad arms around me. ‘‘Daddy is here. And from now on, I’m gonna take care of you.’’
After having pounded his way up until the entire length of his shaft had disappeared into my hole, he pulled it back out and turned me onto my back. Spreading my legs wide and taking me in missionary position.
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