Taming the Beast: Taking Wesley’s Cock in My Ass
I thought this was just another ordinary night. I wasn’t looking for Wesley, and he hadn’t been looking for me. But as they say in the classics, what’s meant to be will always find a way of introducing itself.
It was our first time together, and I couldn’t have asked for a more intense experience. He was strong and lithe in the way that only an alpha male could be. I felt the need to submit to him, and despite my initial hesitance, I found myself giving in.
He used me, taking what he wanted and demanding more. His thick cock swelled with desire as he plunged deep and I moaned with pleasure. I hadn’t expected to give myself to him like this, but I found myself taming the beast as I took his manhood in my ass.
Table of Contents
- 1. Prepping for the Beast: Readying My Ass and Getting Ready
- 2. Seeking Out the Beast: Finding Wesley and His Ready Cock
- 3. Taming the Beast: Taking On His Big Cock in My Ass
- 4. Post-Mating: Aftermath of a Beast Tamed and Satisfied
- Concluding Remarks
1. Prepping for the Beast: Readying My Ass and Getting Ready
Lubricating the Beast
My fist clenched as I reached for the tube of lube, slowly squeezing it in my shaky hand. It was the first time I would allow Wesley’s immense and intimidatingly large cock to enter and stretch me deep within. My heart raced in anticipation and I shuddered, an uncontrollable fear and excitement swelling within me. The cold gel oozed from the tube, the slick wetness a stark symbol of the fears I was about to face.
With shaking fingers I applied the chilled gel onto my skin, the slickness cold to the touch. Moving my slickened fingers around in circles, I took my time with lubricating every inch of my ass. I felt the lube sink into my skin, cooling my entrance and making it easier to stretch around the sizable girth that I knew was coming my way.
- Lubing up with my favorite lubricant
- Stretching and prepping my ass
- Turning and twisting to make sure every millimeter was ready
My breathing grew heavy as I thought about what was about to come, the silky lubricant adding to the suspense and savoring the moment. I let out a low groan as my arousal reached its peak, my ass ready and willing to accept the beast.
2. Seeking Out the Beast: Finding Wesley and His Ready Cock
The Stare
He lay there on the bed, the scant light from the window barely illuminating his figure. His eyes, though, were unmistakably what my eyes had been hunting for; like an animal in the night, this beast was no longer living in the shadows. Every inch of me wanted to tear off every article of clothing and press my nakedness against his. What he offered was something I desperately needed – a room full of wildness, and the promise of an unforgettable experience. All I had to do was narrow the space between us, and I felt the deep warmth emanating from his molten eyes.
The Submission
Morganizing my newfound desire for the animalistic, I moved from the door and crossed the distance between us. Slipping onto the bed, I welcomed the intensity of his stare, a reminder that I was submitting to an evening of pleasure that no words could do justice to. With that, I pressed my hand menacingly between his legs, and the beast unequivocally revealed what I wanted through his precum- soaked bulge. Tugging aside the fabric of his jeans, I saw his full glory undulating before me, and took it in the only way I knew how – my hungry, gaping hole.
3. Taming the Beast: Taking On His Big Cock in My Ass
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I had been eyeing Wesley since I arrived. He was a tall, handsome, muscled Afro-Latino man draped in a leather tank top and tight jeans. His physique and air of confidence told me what I wanted to know. I was ready for an adventure.
Every time he walked into the room, my heart raced and I felt a thrill of excitement and anticipation run through me. I wanted to be controlled, embraced, and taken to the peak of pleasure.
Finally, we were alone, and the deep hunger between us became nearly tangible. His coruscating eyes promised a wild ride. His hands were on my body in no time, exploring, as if seeking a key to unlock something buried deep inside. He shifted my body like a king shifting his chess pieces, positioning me concerning his desires.
And then it happened: he commanded me to kneel, and I did. I didn’t need coaxing. His sizeable member taunted and teased me from its position of dominance, and I was ready. I cupped his balls in my hands, rolling them up and down the shaft while he gasped in pleasure and anticipation. I licked and nipped at the tip, teasing it with my tongue.
Finally, I opened my ass to him. He stood over me, pushing his cock in inch by inch. The intensity of his thrusts was like nothing I’d experienced before. He pounded me faster and harder, and I could feel the arousal building inside me. A wave of pleasure swept over me as he drove himself deep inside, pushing my limits of pleasure.
I screamed out in ecstasy as he shot his hot cum deep inside of me. Confidence and power radiated from him as I meekly thanked him for a pleasurable evening. As I drifted off into a contented slumber, I knew I had been tamed by the beast.
4. Post-Mating: Aftermath of a Beast Tamed and Satisfied
I shivered as I felt the tip of Wesley’s cock pressing against my hole. His hands were rough, strong and urgent. It was like I was in a trance, unable to resist his animal magnetism. He muttered something I didn’t understand and I felt the first dainty of his manhood breaching the tightness of my ass. His long, hard shaft easily slipped inside, stretching me and pressing all my buttons. I pressed my forehead to the bed as he drove himself deeper, pulling the air from my lungs in desperation.
I felt my body being taken over by Wesley, his masculinity enveloping me in a seductive embrace. His thrusts grew deeper, faster and wilder, pushing me to the edge of pleasure over and over again. I could feel his breaths become shallower, and suddenly his handsome face became distorted in a loud roar of pleasure.
He thrust himself inside me one last time as he released, filling me with his warmth and sending us both into a deep, blissful oblivion. As we both lay there, drained and sated, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d truly tamed the beast.
Concluding Remarks
That night I learned to tame the beast, and my beast to tame in return. Wesley had showed me a new kind of pleasure, one that I will treasure and remember for as long as I live. As his cock entered my ass I felt the power and control flip, his hardness was in control now while I surrendered to him completely. We both left the room sated, our minds spinning with the intense pleasure that had overwhelmed our bodies. Now, whenever I think of Wesley, I remember the beauty of taming the beast and I can’t help but feel my body quiver with a kind of pleasure I never thought possible.
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