My balls were so full yesterday.  I knew I was at my breaking point.  I could feel the juices sloshing around in them. My epididymis were definitely pumped and primed. Wearing a jock just reminded me of how horny I was, and how bad I needed to release.  Had my twitter open for a bit… got a fun rush, but no release, and very little touching. 

Convinced my husband to trade hand jobs with me.  It was slow getting started, but once I was hard I was ready.  He finished me off and I shot huge fountains of jizz,  4-5 shots of thick heavy sperm flew everywhere and then 3 or 4 more oozed out of the tip.  I thought this would have drained me, but no. After I made dinner, he was taking a nap. I needed to cum again, and I didn’t stop myself. I was so hungry for jizz.  Jerking off into my hand, I ate it up, mixed with the spices from dinner it was extra delicious.  I really should swallow more cum.

Cumming yesterday hasn’t seemed to slow down my sexual drive.  I put my Pump jockstrap on today, under my silkies with no liner.  Is a great combination in the cold.   I’ve keep thinking about big cock and muscles. I really want to be drilled big a big alpha muscle bull. Like seriously pounded for hours and hours. The expert top taking his time, opening me up slowly and surely.  Balls deep in me something snaps in his head.  His bull-power unleashes, and I am unable to resist.  Holding me down by the neck, he proceeds to fuck like the alpha muscle top he has suppressed for too long.  Drilling my hole without mercy or consideration.  Enjoying every thrust, I gently squeeze his cock with my hole. Not to tight, not a sloppy hole. Holding it with my sphincter and PC.. The repeated thrusting generating waves of bliss. He starts picking up the pace, sweat glistening on his body. Looking deep into your eyes and with a wicked smile, he drives his toungue into my mouth.  The taste of salt from his sweat, and his probing incessant tounge, matched with the non-stop piston action activates my submissive desire to serve. He seems to be on automatic pilot now…just pounding and thrusting, completely given over to animalistic rutting.

Pulling out and laying back he needs to catch his breath. I am compelled to worship that amazing bull body of his.. Huge chest and arms, stomach a nice layer of softness over some strong abs, covered in dark thick hair. His cock, massively thick, and nearly twice as long as yours. It humbles me to be next to a monster this size.   Unable to resist, I bury my face in his sweaty hairy pits. Inhaling his man scent, and rubbing in on my face and chin.  I begin to lick and nibble on his nipples, as he lines up his cock into my willing hole.  A little stretch and he is In again.  I sit back on the cock until it is deep in me.  Deeper than he has gone before.  I let my inner need to be fucked out of its cage.  Riding that cock with all my desire, and drive.  Pumping my hole against his throbbing tool.  Squatting and riding until my quads burn and my legs are quivering.  My body is tired, muscles sore,  my hole gaping now. No resistance left.  The bull gives a grunt, sits up, throws me off his cock and turns me face down on the bed.  “My time now boy. Submit to my needs!” The sound of his commanding voice sends shivers down my spine. Filling my soft hole up with his rigid cock. The feel of his hairy pubes on my squishy hole.  He lays on top of me. His weight making it difficult to breath, his cock violating my deepest being, grinding and thrusting, my prostate throbs against the wonderful feelings of being fucked. His chest hair scratching against my back.

He wraps his arm around my neck, gently squeezing, his bicep cutting off my air and restricting my blood flow. “I control you” his thrusting intensifies,  my hole is worn out and sore, I can only manage a muffled cry “Uhhh”.  “That hole is mine” he switches to pinning my hands down. Thrusting with the hole length of his cock in a push up position. Out and in all the way, I struggle more but am easily overpowered by his strength. He really picks up the pace now, slamming his cock deep in me, balls slapping against my butt cheeks.  He collapses on top of me, still, “Don’t you fucking move!” Then his cock swells against well used hole. I feel him throb and pulse, emptying his balls into my willing hole. Filling me with the flood of his power. His throbbing cock along with the knowledge that I just got bred puts me over the edge. To be filled with alpha sperm is the greatest gift.  He holds me tightly against himself, his swollen cock slowly deflating as we both pass into pleasant sleep.