“Ready to get on your knees for me, boy?” He was fucking me..
Added 2024-08-17 17:10:15 +0000 UTC“Ready to get on your knees for me, boy?”
He was fucking me against the tree next to my tent. The stranger- ginger beard, thick chest hair- pointed to where he wanted me. I knelt in the muddy grass as he negotiated where my hips needed to be for his uncut cock to push the deepest. I arched my back and held my chest up proudly even while struggling with the length, and my grunts and moans encouraged him. His voice joined mine, ramping up as his strokes got harder, not thinking about how he was thrusting anymore but his animal brain driving him to maximize his load and plant it as deep and fully inside as possible. He thrust in to his full length and held it there, feeling his cock throb as he unloaded his cum inside me.
We stayed like that for a few more minutes, breathing heavy, feeling the breeze, his cock oozing out the last drops. And then he pulled out, pulled up his shorts, and stepped back into the night.
[I’m in the woods for a few days. True story from last night. Back Monday]
