Last night, I came without touching myself. Perhaps I should phrase that a little better by clarifying that no one was touching my dick. This reaction was purely triggered from an amazing cock rubbing against my prostate, and it wouldn't have happened if I had a choice in this matter. But I didn't. And trust me, I'm not complaining about it!
Remember my budding romance? Well, I tried to move slowly with him, but I couldn't handle waiting any longer. He came over on Tuesday night, and unleashed one of the most impressive bottoming performances I've witnessed in a long time. Passionate and extremely eager to please.
While my chest was still heaving after busting my second load, he made a joke that I should return the favor some time. And since we're moving along faster than lesbians with U-Hauls, we made plans to meet up two nights later and make it happen.
This guy described himself as "vers bottom", so I assumed he'd go pretty easy on me. And I assumed wrong. Now I've fooled around with my fair share of dominant daddies, but this was one of the most aggressive fucks of my life. And it turned me on. A lot.
Every time I reached down to jerk my dick, he'd pin my wrists over my shoulder (or around my back, depending on the position). This drove me absolutely crazy, but I couldn't even focus on my frustration because I was receiving too much damn pleasure.
And then it happened. While I had heard of things like this happening before, I never assumed it could happen to me. An exclamation was uttered: "HOLY SHIT! How the fuck? I'm cumming! I'm fucking cumming!" For the first time ever, I shot my load without anything touching my dick.
The story doesn't end there, but I don't want to bore you with too many details! How about you share some of your stories with me? Have you ever popped one over without any external assistance?
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