SEDUCTION
I'd been talking to this Dude for
months. He's POZ.
Nice guy. We talked on the phone, exchanged emails, and met once or twice on
neutral grounds, like coffee shops and restaurants. Till then we hadn't done anything.
Fucking hot bod. A Daddy type. Perfect for me.
I'm 28, brown eyes and hair, smooth, and boyish overall. He's in his late 40's, divorced,
solidly built, hairy chest, salt
and pepper, with a Cock to kill for.
He hadn't done me bare, cause he's POZ. I wasn't. At last not yet.
He barebacked, but only other POZ guys.
He knew about me—that I was NEG
and screwed around. I barebacked,
too. Some call me promiscuous;
and, yes, I'd done the whole nine yards—the Net, the Baths, Bookstores, and
Adult Theaters. He didn't know how
bad I needed it.
At first he was reluctant cause of my
Status, and he feared he'd weaken or give in. The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak—that
kind of crap. But he knew
himself. I give him credit.
He insisted on staying fully clothed,
so determined was he to do nothing to impair my health. But I turned him on enough that he
wanted to see my Ass in action. He
planned merely to finger me, stretch me, and use his Dildos on my Cunt. Of course I encouraged him, supposing
what would lead to what. I can get
any guy to fuck me. Case in point.
When I showed up at his house, it was
touch and go. He bent me
over doggy style—to stretch me out. He started with two fingers, then up to his wrist. Shit, was he rough—twirling them
inside my Pussy like my Ass Walls didn’t exist.
I started making slopping noises. Maybe it was the Crisco—maybe my Ass
Juices. But I was fairly sure a
good portion of that SLOP was BLOOD.
My head throbbed from the Poppers. I begged him to fuck me. How I prayed that god would fuck me, but he wouldn't do
it. Instead he shoved a Dildo up
my Ass. No Lube—except for the SLOP already in me. That stretched me even further. Again his
fingers. I was getting
finger-fucked and dildo-fucked at the same time. I was crazed with Lust. I wanted his Cock more than anything. I reached behind and grabbed his
Crotch. When he slid the Dildo out, I turned and kissed him, twisting his Nips.
I couldn't take it any longer. I had to shoot. He'd said he wanted to see me Cum. He pushed me to my knees, and the Dildo
went back in. Or so I
thought. FUCK! IT HURT SO GOOD!
He crashed and burned. "I'm gonna fuckin' breed you. I'm gonna drill
you with my POZ
Cock. You want that, don't you, Fag.
I'm gonna POZ you—make you mine."
We could hold back no longer. Cum splashed everywhere—OUR Cum!. OUR Dicks pulsed on for minutes. OUR hair, faces, chests, guts, and
Cocks were awash with Jizm—MY CUNT WITH HIS POZ CUM. And that's how POZ met NEG.