This is the second part of that night with Martin, which changed my life and our friendship.
That night I stayed to sleep at Martin's place. He had a bed of 1.5 meters wide, and there was a mattress on the floor for guests, where I slept. In the middle of the night I woke up to go to the bathroom and remembered everything that had happened. I went back from the bathroom and saw him sleeping with his sheets down around his legs, with his enormous bulge in his boxer shorts. I was getting hot again, seeing him like that gave me a fever. I tried to get into bed but from the floor I couldn't see him, so in those moments of madness caused by heat I sat down, admiring his body. He wasn't very muscular or anything, but he was athletic, with no belly (I was similar, just a little shorter and much rounder), only he was darker than me. His boxer shorts had a loose elastic band, so it would slide down a bit showing his pelvis. I looked at him and started touching myself. Some time passed and I decided to take the plunge: I got close to his legs and from that side I started pulling the fabric of the boxer shorts down slowly and carefully not to wake him up. I wanted to uncover that beautiful penis and see it again.
I pulled a little bit, being careful not to make too much force. When his breathing changed, I'd stop for a moment and crouch down because I was worried he might see me (although it was quite dark, it wasn't impossible), and when I noticed he was still asleep I'd start pulling the fabric of the boxer shorts again. Until I managed to do so, and his penis, black and flaccid but still long, remained visible to me again.
I remembered that I had sucked him off a few hours ago and couldn't believe it, I wanted to feel him in my mouth again. I had fulfilled my dream, my fantasy, but now it was like it wasn't enough for me, I wanted more. I remember feeling hot even with the air conditioner on, looking at that cock and those balls hanging down. In the middle of that madness I decided to do something less invasive, and started by caressing his cock. index finger and the ring finger along his cock, smoothly covering those decent centimeters. It was so smooth, and I could still feel his veins. I lowered myself to touch his balls a bit. Everything about him was XXL, I couldn't believe it. He had my age and the cock and balls of a porn actor, and I was enjoying it, not one of those actresses or any girl from school. That cock was my obsession. In that state of adoration, I approached him closer, to his groin. I put my face close up and started smelling his cock and balls, biting my lip in anticipation. He had me so close, just then I realized he had a mole on the base of his scrotum, I hadn't noticed it before. I looked to see if he was still sleeping, and with my face close up again, I touched him starting from that mole and going up my fingers. I noted that his cock was getting harder, longer and thicker. It was the most tempting thing I had ever seen in my life.
I was afraid of grabbing it, I didn't want to wake him up. While what happened before had been beautiful, exciting and incredible, this no longer counted with his approval, I didn't know how he would react if he caught me. And already I was putting myself in a too obvious place as an admirer of his cock, I didn't want to expose myself being so submissive. But I couldn't help looking at that fallo rising up and thanks to my contact.
I said to myself 'one more thing and it's over'. I approached his face again towards his cock, but this time with my tongue out. Passing my eyes from his scrotum to his face, carefully not to wake him up, I started licking his cock from bottom to top. I concentrated on the trunk first, starting from that mole, and continued upwards. When I reached the top, his cock was so hard that its head was sticking out of his skin. It was already a bit wet, tempting, but I didn't want to play with it too much. I licked him again and this time I couldn't help it, and only with my tongue tried to let his head come all the way out. He was still sleeping but his cock was fine Wake up, and with few attempts his head was well outside, imposing, next to my eyes.
Martin let out a sigh and moved. I got scared and rolled back onto my bed, with the cock very hard but scared. I stayed undressed and turned away, so he would suspect less. Martin turned over in bed, went from being on his stomach to being on his side facing me. I stayed quiet for a long time, my heart beating like it was running, about to burst out of my chest, I wasn't listening to anything except my pulse.
In that moment, I heard Martin move again. I didn't know if he had discovered me or what, I was so scared the heat left me all at once. I felt like Martin was leaning on my bed, he had sat down in bed. In my mind there were only two options: he must have seen or sensed that I touched him and was waiting for something from me (for me to confess or something), or he would get up to go to the bathroom. But he didn't move, he was still sitting in bed facing me.
Minutes passed, I stayed quiet and still. I wasn't moving except for my chest as I breathed. It wasn't until a while later that I started to hear Martin's breathing, but his breathing wasn't calm like mine, it sounded more agitated. I started to suspect that maybe... Maybe Martin was masturbating? It wasn't impossible, he had woken up with a hard-on. What was strange was that he didn't do it lying down, but looking at me instead. Did he want something from me? Had he seen me and wanted me to keep going? Whatever it was, I wasn't going to move unless he said something, and what happened next I didn't expect.
Very slowly, Martin got onto the bed with me, like cuddling without touching me. I had my eyes wide open in the darkness. I didn't know what was going to happen. And then I felt something incredible: Martin started moving his cock over my ass, while I also felt his cock moving at the rhythm of his masturbation. Martin was masturbating with my Booty. my heart was racing even more. I don't know if it was because he had seen me or why, but there he was, with his cock bonner caressing my Booty, like giving me brushstrokes with that fat broom. My heat returned instantly. I didn't want to move because I didn't want to scare him away, but inside I wanted him to undress and possess me, to put it in well at the bottom, feel his testicles hitting my buttocks. I put on bonner right away. A couple of minutes passed, during which he kept doing that, slowly touching himself and passing his poronga over my Booty. Until a moment when I was already very uncomfortable in position, and decided to move slowly, without changing much my position or breathing. I ended up lying on my side but more face down, now with my legs more apart, one stretched out and the other slightly flexed. I wanted to give Martin a better view of my Booty, which would be more enticing. And luckily (or because of hormones haha) he not only didn't get scared, but kept going. And since I had done it a little before with his boxer, he started to pull down my slip. I was making like I was sleeping, had my mouth open drooling on the pillow, while slowly (not with as much care as I did, I think) he started to take off my underwear, but with the difference that he took it all off! left me totally naked, without anything to cover myself with. I felt very vulnerable, totally at his disposal, served on a platter. I felt like if my friend wanted to rape me, and that drove me crazy. He started using his hand to touch my Booty. He passed it over my buttocks, caressing me, feeling me, holding me. Never had I felt so desired, but it was almost impossible to keep pretending to be asleep, it was complicated, but decided to keep pretending until he couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know how he would react if he caught me doing that. So, from my side, I decided to keep pretending to be asleep but letting out little sighs and soft moans, just to encourage him. At the first sigh, he stopped his hand and froze, but since he noticed I didn't move, he started again. Me touched the Booty with his palm hand, with fingers, went back to cock. I didn't know where to put myself with the heat I had.
Taking advantage that my legs were apart, he started passing his cock between my buttocks, smoothly, from top to bottom. Then he followed with what I think was his index finger, also slowly, until it touched my anus. There I was surprised and couldn't hide it, without wanting to jump a little bit, a quick movement while also letting out a strong sigh, like a groan. Martin stopped suddenly, but didn't go away. I looked at him for a few seconds, but without taking his cock out.
- Me: what are you doing?
- Martin: I woke up very hot
- Me (making myself just awake): ah... but what are you doing here?
- Martin: I saw your Booty and got hot...
Neither of us said anything else, we just looked at each other's eyes, both of us naked, he with his cock bonner and me with my Booty in the air. This time I took a little courage,
- Me: Well, keep going if you want...
Martin didn't say anything, went back to masturbating and touching my Booty, I kept rolling over, letting him do it, but this time enjoying openly what he was doing to me. He went back to passing his finger through my pubic hair, I felt it go from where the balls end to where the waist starts, always going through my anus.
- Martin: that's what you have... Come, get into my bed.
Like all of Martin's requests, I took it as an order. I got up and lay down on his bed, this time 100% face down. He sat on my thighs, leaving his cock at the edge of my Booty. He was touching me and himself, alternating. I was flying. I was being Martin's object to calm his heat, what he so desired. At that moment, my anus tightened again, but strongly.
- Me: oh! Slowly!
Martin relaxed the pressure, but kept going. Then I felt him spit out saliva while masturbating. That excited me more, knowing he was getting hard too. And in that process, saliva also fell on my Booty.
- Martin: I...
- Me: what?
- Martin: do you let me put my finger in? - I (as if I hadn't already done it, thinking about him): put a finger in? does it hurt? - Martín: no, it won't hurt, relax - I: well, if you want... Then Martín let out a sigh of greater heat. He started hitting me with his cock on my butt, it was like a police baton but made of flesh, incredible. And a second later he started passing a lubricated finger along my Booty. It was the maximum I had enjoyed until then in my life: lying on Martín's bed, naked for him, and he had me underneath him, obsessed with my Booty. And then things got even better, because Martín, my friend from all my life, this big cock that drove me crazy (because yes, I felt very feminine with him), started putting a finger in me. It was slow, but still I jumped and let out a moan. - Martín: shh, don't make a noise. I grabbed the pillow, bringing it to my face to muffle my moans. Martín had only inserted one phalanx, but I was going crazy. But he wasn't putting in more than that, just inserting and withdrawing the tip of his finger, while with the other hand he was masturbating himself. He had already gotten a bit dry, so I asked him to spit more saliva, but my friend surprised me again. He brought his face close and started, first, kissing my butt, biting it. I didn't understand anything, but I loved it. I felt like I was in the right place, like a woman giving her Booty to a man, those were our roles at that moment. He grabbed my waist and made me lift up, putting me on all fours, still with my face buried in the pillow. And in the middle of those kisses on my Booty, he passed his tongue over my anus. Luckily I had the pillow, because I wasn't prepared for that pleasure. I moaned like a slut, I don't know any other description. Martín asked me to be quiet again, this time with a laugh I could detect. And he went back to kissing my Booty, passing his tongue over my anus. I didn't know there was such a pleasure (nor did I know what a black kiss was), I felt myself melting with that hot language going up and down and in circles over my virgin anus. Martin stopped for a second and started to pass his finger over my entire Booty all saliva-covered. He knew what was coming, and this time it was easy: Martin's finger entered all the way into my body. My friend was penetrating me. It felt like a dream. He started to put in and take out his finger, and I was moaning at his rhythm. He had me under control. At first, he went slow, then he started taking it slow and putting it in hard. I was moaning along with him. He stopped touching: one hand was on my Booty and the other was using to put his finger into my anus.
- Martin: do you want more?
- Me: what?
- Martin: do you want a second finger?
- Me: (thoughtfully) mmm... okay.
Martin started licking my Booty again, I was still enjoying it. Now he started putting in his middle finger, and then came back with his index finger. He had two of his fingers inside me. My anus had never stretched so much. I was enjoying it too much, waiting for my friend to do the same.
- Martin: what's up, buddy?
- Me (between moans): thanks...
- Martin: if I had a condom, I'd already be taking you.
That blew my head off, exceeded my limit. I felt my cock getting tickled, all wet, and hadn't even been touched yet. Martin kept putting his fingers in me until he stopped moving suddenly.
- Martin: move
- Me: what?
- Martin: move yourself
And he gave me a little nudge (so as not to make noise), and with that same hand grabbed me and moved me from front to back. I thought well, it's already been, he asks for it, I'm going to refuse? and I started moving myself, driving his fingers in until I felt his knuckles, and coming out and putting them back in. I think this also blew my friend's head off.
- Martin: uff, you're such a slut, asking for cock like that...
- Me: do you really like it?
- Martin: I love it, I'd put it in already.
- Me (taking a little sip): it's very big, you're going to hurt me...
- Martin: no, I'll take care of it, you'll see... Uff, I'm not giving up. Need you to suck my cock.
If he asked for it, I would do it, but that need made me want to.
Melted from inside. I got out of him and made him lie down on the bed. He asked me to put part of my body on top of his in a 69 position, giving him the booty, while I adjusted myself to suck that beautiful and immense cock. Martin went back to licking my booty and started spitting on his fingers and then put them back in: those two fingers entered quietly. I grabbed that chunk of flesh with both hands and also spat it out: I started blowing him off while he was masturbating my booty. It was an unequal pleasure. I quickly put his cock in my mouth to muffle my increasingly sharp cries. I rose and fell on his purple head, exhaling with pleasure, trying to suck and pass my tongue. He kept putting his fingers in my booty. That movement made a strange sound now, mixing saliva with the coming and going of his fingers entering me. I brought one hand to his balls and massaged them while blowing him off and sucking him. Martin stopped for a few seconds while I continued with the blow job, trying to get more of his cock but it barely reached his head. He put another finger in, but this time it was different, not the two before. His ring had gotten wet and he was putting it in me. Then he took it out and came back with his index and ring fingers together, still wet. And then he added the ring. Now he put three fingers inside me. I had to take the cock out of my mouth while feeling him enter slowly inside me. It hurt a little at first but I got used to it soon and started enjoying again. Martin was stretching my ass like never before with two fingers, and now he had three! And he entered so easily into my lubricated booty that I was surprised, I would have never imagined it, I felt him very inside. - Martin: uff I'm about to cum... - Me: where do you want to cum? - Martin: here in your booty. He moved and I came: he put me on four, parallel to the mirror of his room, which with the morning light was already showing better. I could see myself for the first time: me, white and with a red face, in four like a slut in front of my friend, who was touching himself with one hand and following me around with the other.
- Martin: uff, buddy, this cock is going to get you, eh?
- I: do you decide? It's very big
- Martin: yes, it's going to go all the way in until your balls, I'm going to break your ass
- I: ah, really?
- Martin: yes, I'm going to catch up. Do you want me to get caught up?
- I: do you want to catch me?
- Martin: yes, I'll get some condoms and catch up with you. Come on (he grabbed my hands and took them to the Booty) Open up, I love it inside.
I opened up without shame at this point, exposing my Booty well to my friend. Two seconds later, several streams of semen started falling onto my body, a lot, as if it hadn't ended a bunch just hours ago. I felt his cum on my buttocks, back, and anus, covering me all over, and I loved it. When he stopped cumming, he took his cock to the entrance of my Booty with it a bit softer. He passed his cock around my anus, leaving me with the last drops of his warm cum.
Martin sat down at the edge of the bed, I was still in the same position.
- Martin: uff... what a tribute to this ass, eh?
- I: haha... did you stain me a lot?
- Martin: go see yourself in the mirror.
He turned on the light and I slowly approached it, walking carefully so that the semen wouldn't fall on the floor. My Booty was all white, also part of my back. The drops were falling down my legs, feeling all that cum like a trophy. I touched my anus, which felt a bit strange and sticky.
- I: you left me all sticky
Martin approached, put one knee on the floor and laughed next to my Booty. We looked at each other in the mirror, both still feeling a special heat.
- Martin: I would have left it all inside.
He said that and came closer to my Booty: spat two fingers and passed them through my anus, joining his cum, and put them in. It went in like nothing was wrong. I let out another sigh.
- Martin: what good sighs you make, eh
I didn't say anything, I loved letting him do it with me What I would like.
- Martin: Do you like what I do?
I didn't answer, had my eyes closed, was still leaning forward so that the ass wouldn't fall on the floor from my back and my Booty wouldn't fall to the ground.
- Martin: If you don't answer, I'll put in another finger.
I didn't answer anything. Martin fulfilled his threat and put in another finger. This time I had to lean against the wall but not to fall. He was looking at me in the mirror, completely surrendered, with my Booty out so that my friend could do what he wanted.
- Me: Yes, I like it
- Martin: What?
- Me: Yes, I like it!
Martin stopped, hugged me around the waist, and without taking his fingers out of my body, spoke into my ear.
- Martin: I knew you would like it...
He stayed there for a while, standing behind me, breathing heavily with his fingers inside my body. His cock had gone down, but not much. Finally, he took his fingers out and passed me paper to clean up. I said I was going to throw the paper away and took advantage of going to the bathroom, put on some short pants and came out. I wanted to make myself come but this time it took a while, my anus felt strange, it was a nice feeling but one I wasn't used to. When I finally finished, Martin was already asleep again, wearing his boxer shorts. I was also getting sleepy and felt satisfied. Many surprises in one night. I felt a little dazed but happy. I stayed looking at the ceiling and thinking about everything that had happened with a smile. I touched my Booty, the evidence of it all being real. It still felt like tickling.
This is how my summer with Martin started.
That night I stayed to sleep at Martin's place. He had a bed of 1.5 meters wide, and there was a mattress on the floor for guests, where I slept. In the middle of the night I woke up to go to the bathroom and remembered everything that had happened. I went back from the bathroom and saw him sleeping with his sheets down around his legs, with his enormous bulge in his boxer shorts. I was getting hot again, seeing him like that gave me a fever. I tried to get into bed but from the floor I couldn't see him, so in those moments of madness caused by heat I sat down, admiring his body. He wasn't very muscular or anything, but he was athletic, with no belly (I was similar, just a little shorter and much rounder), only he was darker than me. His boxer shorts had a loose elastic band, so it would slide down a bit showing his pelvis. I looked at him and started touching myself. Some time passed and I decided to take the plunge: I got close to his legs and from that side I started pulling the fabric of the boxer shorts down slowly and carefully not to wake him up. I wanted to uncover that beautiful penis and see it again.
I pulled a little bit, being careful not to make too much force. When his breathing changed, I'd stop for a moment and crouch down because I was worried he might see me (although it was quite dark, it wasn't impossible), and when I noticed he was still asleep I'd start pulling the fabric of the boxer shorts again. Until I managed to do so, and his penis, black and flaccid but still long, remained visible to me again.
I remembered that I had sucked him off a few hours ago and couldn't believe it, I wanted to feel him in my mouth again. I had fulfilled my dream, my fantasy, but now it was like it wasn't enough for me, I wanted more. I remember feeling hot even with the air conditioner on, looking at that cock and those balls hanging down. In the middle of that madness I decided to do something less invasive, and started by caressing his cock. index finger and the ring finger along his cock, smoothly covering those decent centimeters. It was so smooth, and I could still feel his veins. I lowered myself to touch his balls a bit. Everything about him was XXL, I couldn't believe it. He had my age and the cock and balls of a porn actor, and I was enjoying it, not one of those actresses or any girl from school. That cock was my obsession. In that state of adoration, I approached him closer, to his groin. I put my face close up and started smelling his cock and balls, biting my lip in anticipation. He had me so close, just then I realized he had a mole on the base of his scrotum, I hadn't noticed it before. I looked to see if he was still sleeping, and with my face close up again, I touched him starting from that mole and going up my fingers. I noted that his cock was getting harder, longer and thicker. It was the most tempting thing I had ever seen in my life.
I was afraid of grabbing it, I didn't want to wake him up. While what happened before had been beautiful, exciting and incredible, this no longer counted with his approval, I didn't know how he would react if he caught me. And already I was putting myself in a too obvious place as an admirer of his cock, I didn't want to expose myself being so submissive. But I couldn't help looking at that fallo rising up and thanks to my contact.
I said to myself 'one more thing and it's over'. I approached his face again towards his cock, but this time with my tongue out. Passing my eyes from his scrotum to his face, carefully not to wake him up, I started licking his cock from bottom to top. I concentrated on the trunk first, starting from that mole, and continued upwards. When I reached the top, his cock was so hard that its head was sticking out of his skin. It was already a bit wet, tempting, but I didn't want to play with it too much. I licked him again and this time I couldn't help it, and only with my tongue tried to let his head come all the way out. He was still sleeping but his cock was fine Wake up, and with few attempts his head was well outside, imposing, next to my eyes.
Martin let out a sigh and moved. I got scared and rolled back onto my bed, with the cock very hard but scared. I stayed undressed and turned away, so he would suspect less. Martin turned over in bed, went from being on his stomach to being on his side facing me. I stayed quiet for a long time, my heart beating like it was running, about to burst out of my chest, I wasn't listening to anything except my pulse.
In that moment, I heard Martin move again. I didn't know if he had discovered me or what, I was so scared the heat left me all at once. I felt like Martin was leaning on my bed, he had sat down in bed. In my mind there were only two options: he must have seen or sensed that I touched him and was waiting for something from me (for me to confess or something), or he would get up to go to the bathroom. But he didn't move, he was still sitting in bed facing me.
Minutes passed, I stayed quiet and still. I wasn't moving except for my chest as I breathed. It wasn't until a while later that I started to hear Martin's breathing, but his breathing wasn't calm like mine, it sounded more agitated. I started to suspect that maybe... Maybe Martin was masturbating? It wasn't impossible, he had woken up with a hard-on. What was strange was that he didn't do it lying down, but looking at me instead. Did he want something from me? Had he seen me and wanted me to keep going? Whatever it was, I wasn't going to move unless he said something, and what happened next I didn't expect.
Very slowly, Martin got onto the bed with me, like cuddling without touching me. I had my eyes wide open in the darkness. I didn't know what was going to happen. And then I felt something incredible: Martin started moving his cock over my ass, while I also felt his cock moving at the rhythm of his masturbation. Martin was masturbating with my Booty. my heart was racing even more. I don't know if it was because he had seen me or why, but there he was, with his cock bonner caressing my Booty, like giving me brushstrokes with that fat broom. My heat returned instantly. I didn't want to move because I didn't want to scare him away, but inside I wanted him to undress and possess me, to put it in well at the bottom, feel his testicles hitting my buttocks. I put on bonner right away. A couple of minutes passed, during which he kept doing that, slowly touching himself and passing his poronga over my Booty. Until a moment when I was already very uncomfortable in position, and decided to move slowly, without changing much my position or breathing. I ended up lying on my side but more face down, now with my legs more apart, one stretched out and the other slightly flexed. I wanted to give Martin a better view of my Booty, which would be more enticing. And luckily (or because of hormones haha) he not only didn't get scared, but kept going. And since I had done it a little before with his boxer, he started to pull down my slip. I was making like I was sleeping, had my mouth open drooling on the pillow, while slowly (not with as much care as I did, I think) he started to take off my underwear, but with the difference that he took it all off! left me totally naked, without anything to cover myself with. I felt very vulnerable, totally at his disposal, served on a platter. I felt like if my friend wanted to rape me, and that drove me crazy. He started using his hand to touch my Booty. He passed it over my buttocks, caressing me, feeling me, holding me. Never had I felt so desired, but it was almost impossible to keep pretending to be asleep, it was complicated, but decided to keep pretending until he couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know how he would react if he caught me doing that. So, from my side, I decided to keep pretending to be asleep but letting out little sighs and soft moans, just to encourage him. At the first sigh, he stopped his hand and froze, but since he noticed I didn't move, he started again. Me touched the Booty with his palm hand, with fingers, went back to cock. I didn't know where to put myself with the heat I had.
Taking advantage that my legs were apart, he started passing his cock between my buttocks, smoothly, from top to bottom. Then he followed with what I think was his index finger, also slowly, until it touched my anus. There I was surprised and couldn't hide it, without wanting to jump a little bit, a quick movement while also letting out a strong sigh, like a groan. Martin stopped suddenly, but didn't go away. I looked at him for a few seconds, but without taking his cock out.
- Me: what are you doing?
- Martin: I woke up very hot
- Me (making myself just awake): ah... but what are you doing here?
- Martin: I saw your Booty and got hot...
Neither of us said anything else, we just looked at each other's eyes, both of us naked, he with his cock bonner and me with my Booty in the air. This time I took a little courage,
- Me: Well, keep going if you want...
Martin didn't say anything, went back to masturbating and touching my Booty, I kept rolling over, letting him do it, but this time enjoying openly what he was doing to me. He went back to passing his finger through my pubic hair, I felt it go from where the balls end to where the waist starts, always going through my anus.
- Martin: that's what you have... Come, get into my bed.
Like all of Martin's requests, I took it as an order. I got up and lay down on his bed, this time 100% face down. He sat on my thighs, leaving his cock at the edge of my Booty. He was touching me and himself, alternating. I was flying. I was being Martin's object to calm his heat, what he so desired. At that moment, my anus tightened again, but strongly.
- Me: oh! Slowly!
Martin relaxed the pressure, but kept going. Then I felt him spit out saliva while masturbating. That excited me more, knowing he was getting hard too. And in that process, saliva also fell on my Booty.
- Martin: I...
- Me: what?
- Martin: do you let me put my finger in? - I (as if I hadn't already done it, thinking about him): put a finger in? does it hurt? - Martín: no, it won't hurt, relax - I: well, if you want... Then Martín let out a sigh of greater heat. He started hitting me with his cock on my butt, it was like a police baton but made of flesh, incredible. And a second later he started passing a lubricated finger along my Booty. It was the maximum I had enjoyed until then in my life: lying on Martín's bed, naked for him, and he had me underneath him, obsessed with my Booty. And then things got even better, because Martín, my friend from all my life, this big cock that drove me crazy (because yes, I felt very feminine with him), started putting a finger in me. It was slow, but still I jumped and let out a moan. - Martín: shh, don't make a noise. I grabbed the pillow, bringing it to my face to muffle my moans. Martín had only inserted one phalanx, but I was going crazy. But he wasn't putting in more than that, just inserting and withdrawing the tip of his finger, while with the other hand he was masturbating himself. He had already gotten a bit dry, so I asked him to spit more saliva, but my friend surprised me again. He brought his face close and started, first, kissing my butt, biting it. I didn't understand anything, but I loved it. I felt like I was in the right place, like a woman giving her Booty to a man, those were our roles at that moment. He grabbed my waist and made me lift up, putting me on all fours, still with my face buried in the pillow. And in the middle of those kisses on my Booty, he passed his tongue over my anus. Luckily I had the pillow, because I wasn't prepared for that pleasure. I moaned like a slut, I don't know any other description. Martín asked me to be quiet again, this time with a laugh I could detect. And he went back to kissing my Booty, passing his tongue over my anus. I didn't know there was such a pleasure (nor did I know what a black kiss was), I felt myself melting with that hot language going up and down and in circles over my virgin anus. Martin stopped for a second and started to pass his finger over my entire Booty all saliva-covered. He knew what was coming, and this time it was easy: Martin's finger entered all the way into my body. My friend was penetrating me. It felt like a dream. He started to put in and take out his finger, and I was moaning at his rhythm. He had me under control. At first, he went slow, then he started taking it slow and putting it in hard. I was moaning along with him. He stopped touching: one hand was on my Booty and the other was using to put his finger into my anus.
- Martin: do you want more?
- Me: what?
- Martin: do you want a second finger?
- Me: (thoughtfully) mmm... okay.
Martin started licking my Booty again, I was still enjoying it. Now he started putting in his middle finger, and then came back with his index finger. He had two of his fingers inside me. My anus had never stretched so much. I was enjoying it too much, waiting for my friend to do the same.
- Martin: what's up, buddy?
- Me (between moans): thanks...
- Martin: if I had a condom, I'd already be taking you.
That blew my head off, exceeded my limit. I felt my cock getting tickled, all wet, and hadn't even been touched yet. Martin kept putting his fingers in me until he stopped moving suddenly.
- Martin: move
- Me: what?
- Martin: move yourself
And he gave me a little nudge (so as not to make noise), and with that same hand grabbed me and moved me from front to back. I thought well, it's already been, he asks for it, I'm going to refuse? and I started moving myself, driving his fingers in until I felt his knuckles, and coming out and putting them back in. I think this also blew my friend's head off.
- Martin: uff, you're such a slut, asking for cock like that...
- Me: do you really like it?
- Martin: I love it, I'd put it in already.
- Me (taking a little sip): it's very big, you're going to hurt me...
- Martin: no, I'll take care of it, you'll see... Uff, I'm not giving up. Need you to suck my cock.
If he asked for it, I would do it, but that need made me want to.
Melted from inside. I got out of him and made him lie down on the bed. He asked me to put part of my body on top of his in a 69 position, giving him the booty, while I adjusted myself to suck that beautiful and immense cock. Martin went back to licking my booty and started spitting on his fingers and then put them back in: those two fingers entered quietly. I grabbed that chunk of flesh with both hands and also spat it out: I started blowing him off while he was masturbating my booty. It was an unequal pleasure. I quickly put his cock in my mouth to muffle my increasingly sharp cries. I rose and fell on his purple head, exhaling with pleasure, trying to suck and pass my tongue. He kept putting his fingers in my booty. That movement made a strange sound now, mixing saliva with the coming and going of his fingers entering me. I brought one hand to his balls and massaged them while blowing him off and sucking him. Martin stopped for a few seconds while I continued with the blow job, trying to get more of his cock but it barely reached his head. He put another finger in, but this time it was different, not the two before. His ring had gotten wet and he was putting it in me. Then he took it out and came back with his index and ring fingers together, still wet. And then he added the ring. Now he put three fingers inside me. I had to take the cock out of my mouth while feeling him enter slowly inside me. It hurt a little at first but I got used to it soon and started enjoying again. Martin was stretching my ass like never before with two fingers, and now he had three! And he entered so easily into my lubricated booty that I was surprised, I would have never imagined it, I felt him very inside. - Martin: uff I'm about to cum... - Me: where do you want to cum? - Martin: here in your booty. He moved and I came: he put me on four, parallel to the mirror of his room, which with the morning light was already showing better. I could see myself for the first time: me, white and with a red face, in four like a slut in front of my friend, who was touching himself with one hand and following me around with the other.
- Martin: uff, buddy, this cock is going to get you, eh?
- I: do you decide? It's very big
- Martin: yes, it's going to go all the way in until your balls, I'm going to break your ass
- I: ah, really?
- Martin: yes, I'm going to catch up. Do you want me to get caught up?
- I: do you want to catch me?
- Martin: yes, I'll get some condoms and catch up with you. Come on (he grabbed my hands and took them to the Booty) Open up, I love it inside.
I opened up without shame at this point, exposing my Booty well to my friend. Two seconds later, several streams of semen started falling onto my body, a lot, as if it hadn't ended a bunch just hours ago. I felt his cum on my buttocks, back, and anus, covering me all over, and I loved it. When he stopped cumming, he took his cock to the entrance of my Booty with it a bit softer. He passed his cock around my anus, leaving me with the last drops of his warm cum.
Martin sat down at the edge of the bed, I was still in the same position.
- Martin: uff... what a tribute to this ass, eh?
- I: haha... did you stain me a lot?
- Martin: go see yourself in the mirror.
He turned on the light and I slowly approached it, walking carefully so that the semen wouldn't fall on the floor. My Booty was all white, also part of my back. The drops were falling down my legs, feeling all that cum like a trophy. I touched my anus, which felt a bit strange and sticky.
- I: you left me all sticky
Martin approached, put one knee on the floor and laughed next to my Booty. We looked at each other in the mirror, both still feeling a special heat.
- Martin: I would have left it all inside.
He said that and came closer to my Booty: spat two fingers and passed them through my anus, joining his cum, and put them in. It went in like nothing was wrong. I let out another sigh.
- Martin: what good sighs you make, eh
I didn't say anything, I loved letting him do it with me What I would like.
- Martin: Do you like what I do?
I didn't answer, had my eyes closed, was still leaning forward so that the ass wouldn't fall on the floor from my back and my Booty wouldn't fall to the ground.
- Martin: If you don't answer, I'll put in another finger.
I didn't answer anything. Martin fulfilled his threat and put in another finger. This time I had to lean against the wall but not to fall. He was looking at me in the mirror, completely surrendered, with my Booty out so that my friend could do what he wanted.
- Me: Yes, I like it
- Martin: What?
- Me: Yes, I like it!
Martin stopped, hugged me around the waist, and without taking his fingers out of my body, spoke into my ear.
- Martin: I knew you would like it...
He stayed there for a while, standing behind me, breathing heavily with his fingers inside my body. His cock had gone down, but not much. Finally, he took his fingers out and passed me paper to clean up. I said I was going to throw the paper away and took advantage of going to the bathroom, put on some short pants and came out. I wanted to make myself come but this time it took a while, my anus felt strange, it was a nice feeling but one I wasn't used to. When I finally finished, Martin was already asleep again, wearing his boxer shorts. I was also getting sleepy and felt satisfied. Many surprises in one night. I felt a little dazed but happy. I stayed looking at the ceiling and thinking about everything that had happened with a smile. I touched my Booty, the evidence of it all being real. It still felt like tickling.
This is how my summer with Martin started.
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