THE PAST COMES CALLING (PT.2)

I was surprised and at the same time in shock to see him after a long time. Tom really looked good, his skin was smooth caramel and glowing. For some reason, he was just smoking HOT!!!

I walked up to him and he was excited to see me. 

Knowing a lot of time had passed between us, I assumed a formal greeting was best so, I held out my hand for a handshake. To my surprise, he took it and dragged me into a tight hug which I reciprocated.

Because we were both in a hurry and needed a proper catch-up, he took my number and promised to give me a call. 

While driving to drop off my girlfriend at her place, memories of our time back then in school kept flashing in my mind and I began to get "charged up". Knowing how nosey my girlfriend is, the last thing I wanted was to get an erection just after talking with a dude. So as not to sell myself out, I started up some conversation about the child dedication we just left to distract me. 

A few minutes after I'd dropped off my girlfriend, a call from a strange number came through. 

Answering, I realized it was Tom calling. He asked where I was and I told him I had just dropped off my girlfriend at her place and was heading home to rest.

"Why don't you come over and pick me up and let go for a drink?" He suggested.

"you know pretty well It's been a long time since I saw you" he continued.

For some odd reason, those words triggered me and I literally got a massive fucking hard-on. 

 I tried explaining that it would be rude of me to come to pick him up and leave his friends but Tom would not hear the last of it.

 "Abeg who dem help?.. Come carry me jor" he retorted irritably. 

Feeling relieved, I drove over to the hotel where he and his friends were hanging out.

I parked at the car park and called to let him know I had arrived and in a few minutes he walked out to meet me. 

We drove out to a really cool bar and he ordered drinks for us. 

In the course of our conversation, he told me how much he had missed me and had been looking for my contacts ever since. He also said that he sometimes prayed he would accidentally run into me and now that that had happened, he was truly happy.

At this point, it was without doubt Tom was one happy fellow from the way he kept looking at me and could not help smiling. We talked about life and how it has been treating us since the last time we met. We must have talked for a really long time and by this time, the table was becoming full of green bottles because Tom was definitely too excited that he kept the bottles coming.

Noticing that Tom was becoming tipsy and it was about 8:30 pm (yeah we sat there for that long), I insisted that I take him back to the hotel to sleep off the alcohol and it was then I knew he was lodged in another hotel away from where I had picked him up earlier. 

As we drove to the hotel, Tom picked up my right hand and placed it on his humongous bulge which was super hard!! 

Damn!!!

"I haven't forgotten how you handled this man o," He said dreamingly as one of his fingers met my sensitive nipples.

I exhaled loudly as I lovingly squeezed his big solid cock. All the memories of how I wanked his monster sent shock waves up my spine and this time, it was certain that I surely wanted to sit on that dick and ride the living daylight out of it. You see, before I had run into Tom, I had been big dick-starved and I needed some proper oiling and pounding).

I smiled back at him and told him I would take care of his big daddy as I gently patted his already throbbing and increasing cock.

We got out of the car and went into the hotel. 

Using his hotel key card, we got into the elevator. As we rode up, he reached for my ass and began feeling and squeezing one ass cheek to another.

"mhen... see how soft your ass is.." he cooed.

(oh by the way I have been told my ass is unexpectedly soft even though I have a slim and toned build).

I called his cock all sorts of freaky names as I kept stroking it through the fabric of his trousers and he swelled with pride.

 Tom had barely opened the door of his room when he pulled me to himself in a deep wet and hot kiss. I had to manage to close the door to avoid someone seeing us. 

We must have kissed for almost 30 minutes when he stopped and started taking off his clothes with his excited grin still plastered on his face. 

As he took off his shirt, I was stunned at how hot his body was. Tom was now well built; the packs, biceps, triceps, and everything else were well-screaming "sex appeal" in every Nigerian dialect. As I swallowed whole the sight of his Greek-god body, my eyes dropped on his meat. It was way too massive Dick and standing erect like a rocket about to launch into outer space.

Immediately, I humbly went down on my knees before his god-like cock and took it in my mouth. 

Trust me, when I say Tom's dick was so massive that it could barely fit my mouth and both my hands could not fully cover its girth, BEST BELIEVE me. However, I made sure it went deep down my warm throat forcefully even though I had tears running down my eyes, mucous out of my throat, and saliva dribbling out of the corners of my mouth.

From time to time, I would lift my eyes to meet Tom's gaze and could see how lost in the trance of ecstasy he was. The further I took his scary dick down my throat, the louder his soft moans got.

 I must have done a good job because he started gasping "Yes....baby" as he rocked his hips back and forth - fucking my gullet walls nicely. At intervals, he would stoop lightly and tenderly wipe the tears from my eyes.

I won't lie, on many occasions, I had to remove his fuck stick from my throat to avoid fainting from suffocation for some seconds before taking it all the way in. 

After what felt like forever, Tom reached down to me and brought me up to meet him. He looked into my eyes for a moment and then, planted a very warm and soft kiss on my lips. As I slowly opened my mouth to welcome his invite, his tongue dove right in with beautiful greed as he tenderly wrapped me in his arms. 

We kissed and kissed and kissed and kissed so much more.

He took his time to take off my clothes and once I was stark naked like he was, he led me to the edge of the bed and laid me down. He came on top of me and once again, started kissing me as the warmth of our bodies united. He tongued my neck, ears, neck, collarbone, and chest, sucked my nipples lovingly and slowly, began tongue-licking his way down my stomach. 

When he got to my dick, he really didn't suck me. However, he acknowledged it with wet and slow tongue kisses that got me gasping jerking to the sensation.

 Now kneeling on the floor at the edge of the bed where I lay, to my surprise, he raised my legs and went down to the business of eating that pussy ( for people who know me they know I LOVE GETTING MY PUSSY EATEN GOOD!). Tom really spent time eating my love hole so well that it got swollen, sensitive, and loose but was I sure I could take all of Tom?  I couldn't tell.

All the while he was munching my cunt as if it were a sumptuous delicacy, I couldn't help but wonder where Tom had learned how to please a man with such apt skill.

After what felt like an eternity, he laid over me once again and we both started kissing as if we had just taken our wedding vows. We rolled from one end of the king-size bed to the other.

In the process, he reached out for the drawer by the bedside and brought out a container of body ointment that smelt so divine which he used to lubricate his massive pole and then, my already swollen and wet hole. It felt extremely smooth on my hole and I liked it.

We resumed kissing and while at it, he asked -"you are comfortable with taking me in this position?"

I nodded positively and he smiled.

Tom used his dick head to play with my pussy hole for a while and then he gently started pushing the head on my pussy entrance.

When his dick head got in, it literally felt like five huge fingers were invading me.

Noticing I had started to panic at the stretching of the penetration, he began caressing my body and started telling me how much he had missed me. As he spoke, he was also, slowly pushing more of his massively thick inches into my honey-coated walls.

The further he sunk into my stomach, the more my whole body was engulfed with hot flames. 

I took several deep breaths and forced my body and mind to relax as my already painfully stretched pussy expanded further and further.

 

Eventually, every single inch of Tom's heavy mortar pestle was nestled in my warm and juicy pussy. 

As he started to slowly stroke my pussy, he didn't waste any time to tell me exactly how good my cunt felt. 

"you are fucking delicious"..... 

"your hole is so sweet and tight... gosh "

 he moaned as he gradually went in and out, giving my sore pussy an opportunity to adapt to the intense stretching and pounding it was about to receive. 

I, on the other hand, started moving my waist slowly to the rhythm of his thrust, and the more I did, the more I felt his cock sink into my spaces to occupy them at full capacity.

 My pussy at this point was gushy wet (NB: stroke my pussy well and you'll have it splashing and creaming all over your dick). 

Gradually, his strokes increased, and judging from the looks of things, it was obvious the alcohol in our systems started to take full effect. In a short while, he was now pounding my pussy like a stallion on fire and I, in the end, was begging him to pound harder. In fact, I grabbed his very hard hairy ass and pushed it rigorously, urging him to him to be more intense. 

After a long moment of deep hard strokes, he pulled out his monster cock from my sore gaping slutty cunty hole, he turned me on over and had me on dogy. With my ass now hanging on the edge of the bed, Tom stood outside the bed and pulled me by the waist towards him.

Once again, he plunged his fuck pole deep down into my already suffering cunt and 

took me to Pound Town on a first-class train ride. He fucked my pussy in the position for exactly 30 mins and on steady long strokes. 

We both moaned together in harmony with our smacking genitals.

Picture-  Big sweaty hairy balls, slapping on a man's soft ass cheek, dick the size of an arm driving mercilessly into his battered sore hole. Sweaty muscled body on another man's body, both, exhuming manly scents of pleasure.

A heavenly moment later, he began to huff and puff loudly as he released gallons of his creamy nourishing goodness deep in my pussy. 

He stayed in my hole for a couple of minutes and then he pulled his massive tool out of my wrecked pussy.

 "damn!!! I wish I had known this was how sweet your pussy was".

After we caught our breath, we showered together and he begged me to stay because he would want to have the pussy again and I agreed. 

He ordered a meal which we both ate and drank some more and this time Tom brought out a blunt which we shared and he got back to eating my pussy. 

This time I told him it was my turn to take control, I told him to lay on the bed while I ride his dick. Now high on alcohol and weed, I settled myself on his weapon of ass destruction and sat on it till all of it was buried in my pussy and I gave him a ride of a lifetime. Tom could barely say a word as I rode his dick as a hungry dick starved bitch (which I was) and this time we both came and Tom's cum was still as plenty as the first time. 

We were so exhausted that we just cuddled and slept off.

Tom still speaks about that day to this day.

When he heard I had broken up with my girlfriend, he joked ( and still jokes) about taking me for only himself so that he wouldn't share me with anyone be it man or woman.

Written by

E.I