Even after drinking the wine, I had to clench my teeth a little. Considering that my sphincter was getting stretched to the max. But feeling Bill Goldberg’s dick pushing through my body was a dream come true.
I sighed when his fat glans reached my spot, clenching my fingers in the sheets. ‘‘Take me!’’ I moaned, and I felt my stomach twirl. Almost as if he was inserting me with butterflies.
‘‘Hmmm, that’s my boy,’’ he grunted, and he slammed his dick in harder. ‘‘And to think you wouldn’t even let me in tonight – well I’m in now!’’
He placed his big hands beside me, looking over me while his arm muscles strained under his heavy weight. Then slowly he brought his face closer to mine, until I could feel his warm breath blowing on my skin. His eyes locked me into their gaze, and I saw they were no longer filled with hate. Instead, they reflected my own lust, and I could see that he wanted this just as bad as I. Thus, I threw my arms over his broad shoulders and pressed him against me.
He dropped his entire mass on top of me, almost crushing me under his big pile of muscle. All the while shoving his cock deeper. I squirmed in ecstasy as I felt him sliding through my canal. Fucking me harder with each thrust. The friction in my hole intensified and I felt my prostate getting milked. I held on to his wide back for support and pressed my fingers into his skin. Grinding my crevice onto his hard prick while he kept going faster. Banging me into the matrass with force.
Sweat streamed from our bodies as we panted in unison. ‘‘Squeeze on it you little bitch,’’ he groaned, and he aggressively clenched his teeth. Then he began to pound me relentlessly, making my butthole hurt. But yet I couldn’t get enough of his raging dick.
‘‘Yesss! – Pound me!’’ I cried, and he fucked me with such vigor that it made the bedframe squeak. I opened my legs up even wider in eagerness to receive him, and I couldn’t stop moaning while the thick cock kept hitting my spot.
If he needed to rage, he could do it in my hole. Because I was more than willing to be Santa’s little helper. Molding him in all the right ways until he would make it snow inside me. ‘‘Fuck me Santa! – Fuck me Santa!’’ I screamed, while the big silver bear was digging me deep. Screwing me persistently as his swollen glans carved the way. And just like he asked for, I squeezed my sphincter tightly around his fat cock.
When he pushed himself up on his arms again, he slowed down a bit. Then he shoved his tongue back in my mouth and kissed me with greed. Sucking my drool till I was dry. After which he pulled me off the bed while he was still in me. Forcing me to hold on to his thick neck.
He slammed me up against the wall and held me by my legs, keeping his hips in between. ‘‘Aaaaah,’’ he hissed, as he continued sliding me over his dick. His eyes were closed in delight, fully enjoying the tightness of my pucker, and he shoved himself in with heavy thrusts. Connecting his cockhead with my prostate and making me scream in gratification.
Goldberg grunted loudly and buried his face in my neck. Panting his hot breath onto my skin.
I flinched when I felt his teeth – biting me like a hungry beast. But just like getting stretched out by his oversized rod, it was the kind of sensation where pain turned into pleasure. Emphasizing my horny spirit and making me press my hole onto him even needier.
My entire body bounced up and down as he kept screwing me, and I held on tight to his massive traps. Trembling from pleasure as I felt my hole getting plowed by his thick cock. He hollowed me out until he was able to stuff me with the entire length. Burying his dick in the deepest part of my ass.
‘‘Oh yes, fuck me!’’ I screamed, and so he did. He fucked me up against that wall until my butt was completely soar.
‘‘Now, let’s switch things up a bit,’’ he said, whereafter he slid outside me. He grabbed me by my neck and smacked me back onto the bed, turning me flat on my back.
Then he sat on top of me, pushing his ass in my face. Looking over his shoulder, he said: ‘‘Eat me out sucker!’’ And he pulled me by my hair, forcing my head between his buttocks.
With my nose buried in his hairy crevice, it was hard to breath. But as soon as I took in his manly taste, I decided it was all I needed to live on. Moist sticked between his little hairs, and I sucked it in as if I was feeding on a life source. I wiggled my tongue between the tight muscles of his hole, stroking his inner flesh while feeling him contract. And he pushed me in deeper while his thick fingers burned in my skull. His fluids flowed in my mouth, and I sipped on their sweet taste. Getting greedier with every stroke of my tongue.
I trembled when he took my hard dick in his vast hand, and I felt a string of wetness spiraling down my shaft. He pressed his big thumb on my glans and clenched his fingers tight, making me gasp. Then he stroked the entire length. Starting off in a gentle rhythm, but slowly progressing the pace. Smearing his saliva all over, from my cockhead to the bottom of my stem. When suddenly…
I felt his lips surrounding the tip of my rod.
‘‘Hmmm,’’ I groaned, while my head was still buried in his ass.
Goldberg held a firm grip on my shaft, causing my blood vessels to constrict. Making my glans so hard that it felt as if it was about to burst. The strokes of his smooth tongue were so intense that I felt shivers run down my spine. My toes curled from the sensation, and I gasped when the back of his palate caressed my pumped-up head. His lips were kneading every inch of my erection, until they reached to my balls. He tickled my sack with the tips of his thick fingers, whereafter he took it in his hand and pulled. Right before increasing the sucking power on my dick. The pressure of his tongue became so heavy, that for a moment I thought he would squeeze out the cum.
But then he removed his tight lips and turned his body around.
I looked up to his monstrous physique as he crouched on his bulky legs. That’s when he took a hold of me and inserted my cock into his ass.
‘‘AAAAAH!’’ he groaned, baring his teeth while he shoved himself onto me. ‘‘One thousand years of bearing gifts, yet no one ever slides through my chimney.’’
I couldn’t help from shivering when his contracting muscle slid down my pole. Molding me over the entire length with a firm amount of pressure. For a man who resided over the pits of Hell, he was exceptionally capable of leading the way to heaven. And I wheezed from pleasure, as I entered his wet crevice.
‘‘Yeah, that’s right boy,’’ he snickered. ‘‘You found the one part of my body that isn’t big – my tiny little hole!’’
He came down all the way, dropping his fat butt on my lap. Whereafter he worked his sphincter over my dick with heavy strokes. Squatting and grinding while he kept squeezing his muscles. I admired the view of his thick inner thigs, spread to the side so that he was able to widen his pucker – the tight entrance in which my cock kept disappearing each time he came down.
I stroked my hands over his hairy legs, from his shins to his hamstrings. Until I reached his thick bear ass. Vast and round it was, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy when I ran my fingers over the surface.