Valery JOI
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I pegged my friend after he was treated weirdly by a Gender Studies professor
🕑 Added 2022-12-02 16:18:39 +0000 UTCBrace yourselves, long story 🙂
I have a friend, Dave, he’s French, with his parents from Senegal. He looks a bit like hot French actor Omar Sy. He is tall like him and even bulkier, though a bit older. He served in the French military in Africa and Afghanistan and apparently did some rough things overseas - but: he is the sweetest and most devoted male lover I ever met! He is cute and friendly and charming, totally that gentle giant a woman feels so protected when with him, no matter if on the streets or between the sheets. When she wants it, he can fuck his lady with his huge cock like a savage, but when he feels she needs it slower, he immediately pulls out, forgets about his raging cock and slightly touches her with his fingertips and kisses her with his tongue wherever she wants to be touched. He is like THE MOST PERFECT lover EVER!
Well, we became good friends when we met at the library I work at. Already in his mid 30s, as a veteran he studies Mechanical Engineering at my state university, surrounded by all these young students in their twenties or even younger. I was still enrolled in (and stuck with!) this Gender Studies program which I planned soon to finish as it became a massive headache for me since the second semester. I had an evening class with this female (they/them???) professor that always wanted to hang out with us students and wanted to get a drink in the bar next to our lecture hall. So one evening we sat there with our professor who was oddly interested in me and my erotic adventures she somehow heard about, but I was rather reluctant and played shy and innocent.
Until somebody tipped me on the shoulder from behind. When I turned around, I saw Dave towering above me with his broad charming smile, full of joy meeting me unexpectedly. We hugged, moved both briefly over to the bar counter to chat a bit, and then he wanted to politely exit so that I could go back to my group. But instead my professor came up to us, introduced herself and insisted on getting him a drink. She kind of immediately hit on him and I could see in Dave’s eyes over the next minutes that he got attracted to this 40 something, blond short haired skinny professor (she had some sexy features, I have to admit, but something the way she moved her eyes and looked into the world repelled me every time, it’s difficult to describe). I knew that Dave can get horny really quickly once he sees the chance to have a one night stand with a new female he just picked up. And he mostly is into experimenting with strange and odd people like I do. Probably that's the reason why we became friends so easily. So it didn’t take much time and both of them said goodbye and left the bar together. I called it a day as well and left shortly after, went back to my flat alone.
Two hours later I receive a text message from Dave, asking me if he can come over to my place (we live in the same neighborhood). I said sure and 20 min later I answered the door and he was leaning in the door frame of my flat with this weird expression on his face, something between smirking and disappointment and grief. I let him into my living room. We both stood in front of each other, and he just said: “Val, slap me in the face! Hard!” Of course he knows that I am into domming, including some weird femdom stuff I practice, but I am like most of the time really gentle, so I said “No!” with some indignation in my voice. But he insisted, so I ended up slapping him slightly on his cheek. “Valery, hit me hard, damn it, I need to feel pain, like for real!” He sounded even kind of angry with me, which in return made me feel angry. Because why should I be responsible for his current mood?
But then I realized that this seemed to be a safe invitation from this massive giant to unleash my own frustrations on him. Frustrations I have built up in the last weeks because of my study choice. So I hit this man that measures nearly two heads more than me and weighs probably double, in the middle of the night, in my living room… I slapped him in his face, and I slapped him again and harder. I was enjoying it with each slap more and saw that the impact on his face became stronger with each slap, and I didn’t even notice that my hand was already hurting quite badly. After several hits I only stopped when he suddenly grabbed my shoulders with his massive hands, lifted me up and carried me with his tremendous arm strength - me with my whole weight IN FRONT OF HIM - into my bedroom where he threw me on my bed!
While he was carrying me like that I even threw a “What the fuck, Dave?” at him and then I saw the rage in his face and he just gasped “Shut up!” It was so unsettling and thrilling, because I had no idea if this gentle giant I knew just transformed into some kind of monster that would impose himself on his friend. Against his overwhelming strength I would not have stood any chance. And even some years in prison would have made him probably the king of his cell block, with all his strength and combat experience… Such silly thoughts rushed through me in that moment! So that was really weird and exciting, because we actually never had fucked each other in the past, only did some more innocent touching and playing. Well, and that one time when we were getting each other off after playing this nerdy board game, so he knew my bedroom and what things happen there a bit, but that’s another story.
So, after he threw me on my bed he jumped on my side, looked into my supposedly astonished and frightened face and I looked into his eyes… there was no more rage but desperation! He said: “Val, this professor of yours, it was bad, real bad! She acted like a pornstar, she pretended to worship my black cock, she exaggerated so falsely, it was horrible!” I knew Dave did at least one job before in the porn industry because of his physical attributes that are in high demand these days… but I was kind of shocked that HE was so shocked! He went on: “When we finally fucked, she behaved so strangely that I had to pretend that I was cumming in the condom only so that I can finish and go away! I put off the condom quickly and threw it into the bin in her room… and then, when she went to the toilet, I thought damn, I have to recollect the condom so that I leave nothing at her place she could fetishize about me - she used me purely as a fantasy object!” Well, I thought, welcome to experiences we ladies all get too often… He looked me into my eyes and went on: “Val, you have all these toys like plugs and dildos and this strapper, stripper thing!” “You mean my strapon?” “Yes, a strapon, please use it on me now, I need you to fuck me, Valery.” That came unexpected. It is true that I really like to peg my men. I have that established recently even as a precondition in my love life for allowing men to fuck me. It’s a superior threshold keeping all so strong men away from me who suddenly opt out once it’s them getting fucked. So many have no clue what their prostate is capable of. Sad, but also another story!
I thought that Dave didn’t like things in his ass. He said once that his cute little butthole would hurt too much, which was of course just a lame excuse. But now I saw this begging look in his eyes. And I was so worked up by this outburst of his raw male energy just some moments ago that I nodded slowly and went to the drawer where I kept my toys and took out my strapon (medium size). We strangely knew what to do: While I quickly got naked in front of him to put my harness on, he undressed as well completely and went right into doggy position on my bed. We were rushing all that in excitement but I was so prudent to pour like half a tube of lube on my strapon and massaged a lot of the gel around his butthole and delicately also a bit into it (only the first centimeter or so). He kept quiet and obedient, even when I slowly introduced that strapon into his ass, telling him to breathe out and relax. Only when I then lifted my hips up and pushed a bit further Dave moaned in relief as the strapon hit its desired target for the first time. I have to say that I felt a bit proud at that moment, introducing my strapon into this virgin ass of such a unit of a man with so much ease and determination AND having an immediate glowing effect on my friend. So I pulled it back a bit and pushed inside a bit, and again, while Dave’s moaning and encouraging “Yes”, “Go on, Valery, go on” gave me the necessary assurance that I was on the right track with him and that he really wanted it. I felt I could go even faster and rougher, and now I really wanted to.
I was so heated up by his transformation from cute gentle giant to dangerous monster to totally obedient giant again. So not a minute later I fucked the shit out of Dave who was moaning louder and louder. I was so thrilled imposing myself on him from behind, penetrating his huge and powerful body, even if it was only with my rather small strapon. He was on all fours, but with one hand he then reached to his rock hard, swinging and massive cock and began stroking. Sooner than I wished for he was like “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” and I just wanted to feel all his load on my naked chest. I slowed the pegging carefully a bit down, decoupled the strapon from my harness so that it became a normal dildo still in his butt and told Dave to kneel and to push and pull the dildo in his ass with his left hand, reaching around his butt, while his right hand stroked his throbbing cock fast. I quickly changed my position so that I could be in front of him.
Honestly I also would have liked his cock to discharge in my mouth but I judged it just as way too big. So I squeezed my tits (which are not huge, but quite a rack, bigger than most others) in front of his cock, him pushing the dildo against his prostate like he learned from my thrusts some moments ago, and there he came with long white ropes out of his thick black cock on my chest. I tried to catch some with my mouth but I soon was only covered with his hot cum on my chin, chest and tits. I looked into his eyes while I took some of his cum with my index finger and put it on my tongue. I smiled and he smiled, his eyes wide open, panting. He even became a bit embarrassed, was shaking his head, “Oh Val, I don’t know what came over me, I was overwhelmed…”. Well, I thought that I knew exactly what came over ME - namely his massive load - while I swallowed the thick, sticky and salty drop of cum I had on my tongue. I helped him get rid of the dildo that had popped out of his ass shortly after his orgasm - again I’m proud of myself because I elegantly wrapped it in tissues and made it disappear from the bed without him even really noticing it.
After quickly swiping all that cum off my skin I took him into my arms and we cuddled in my bed, laying my satin bed sheet over us both. Exhausted, he soon fell into a light slumber and I have to say that this was maybe the hottest moment of the whole evening: Holding that humongous fine specimen of a man safely in my arms in the middle of the night while I could feel his slow and steady breath on my chest.
Comments
Natty Francis
What a beautiful story! Very very hot.
