Date: Tue, 8 Nov 2016 17:57:43 -0600
From: Charles Smythe <jasonsmythe7@gmail.com>
Subject: Andre's Bitch-[GF-29]-part-1-of-1

Andre's Bitch
Part-1-of-1

My best friend, André turned me on as a teenager even before I ever had
sex. We went to school together from the first grade on through high
school. André was slightly bigger than the rest of us and not exactly a
bully, but the aggressive type. You know, always farting in someone's face
or telling people to kiss his ass or taking things from people and sticking
them down his pants. I pretended to be disgusted by his behavior but really
I loved his attitude and I thought he had the best ass of anyone in our
school, male or female. I sat behind him and `dropped' my pencil a lot so I
could put my face right behind his ass.

One day on the bus home, André told a complete bullshit story about having
caught a venereal disease.

I asked, "Is it contagious."

"Yeah," he laughed, "From my dick to your mouth."

So I started imagining what it would be like to suck his dick.

We'd had slept-overs at my house occasionally over the years and after
puberty; I started sneaking peeks at his ass under the covers when I
thought he was asleep. Unfortunately, he usually slept in his jeans. But
when I was nineteen and he was eighteen, I showed him a Playboy right
before bed and he got horny so stripped down, to his `skivvies' first. But
after he got under the covers, he took them off, too.

I slyly watched him fondle his cock, but as sly as I was, I know he noticed.

After we switched off the lights, I waited until André seemed to be asleep
and then I peeked over the edge of the bed (I was on the floor in a
sleeping bag). He was sleeping on his side facing away from me so his bare
ass was pointing right at me.  I cautiously smelled it and kissed it, then
retreated when he rolled over towards me.

I peeked again in a few minutes and he'd rolled over facing me so there was
his dick, right in front of my face. I'd never seen another guy's dick at
close range before and it looked incredible to me. So hard, about the same
size as mine, upward curving and dripping pre-cum.  Almost unable to
breath, I couldn't resist raising my finger and touching it. Then
mesmerized kissing it.  And without thinking my lips parted and I took the
head in my mouth.

André was still pretending to be asleep even though I was holding the head
of his cock in my mouth.

After I held it in my mouth for a couple of minutes, he rolled back over
and I thought that was it.  But he lay still like he was asleep so I kissed
his ass a little more.  Then I got scared and retreated to my sleeping bag.

Then I felt André tap me on the shoulder. He said, "I'll suck yours if you
suck mine."

I said, "OK," and asked, "Who goes first?" Stupid mistake. I should have
just said, OK, suck my dick. But of course, since I asked, he wanted to be
sucked first and that seemed almost as good to me as getting sucked, maybe
better. Besides, because he'd said he would, I assumed that he'd suck mine
after I was finished sucking his.

André shifted around and sat up on the edge of the bed. As I rose up on my
knees between his legs, he grabbed my head, guiding my mouth to his hard
cock. Then he smiled down at me as my lips slide over his reddish/purple
cockhead and down engulfing his thick shaft. I stopped with about half of
André's cock in my mouth. Then I tightening my lips, I slowly pulled back
until his cock slipped out of my mouth. As I ran my tongue all over it
André pushed my mouth down his cock.

Back in, I started sucking André and stroking him faster. I bobbed my head
until I could feel the head at the back of my throat. As his huge head
rammed the back of my throat, I felt André's bristly pubic hair rub against
my nose and lips. Willingly, I continued pumping my mouth up and down his
shaft.  Sucking his dick was so electrifying that it was unreal. It was
like watching someone else doing it.

I'd been practicing on cucumbers so I was able to deep throat him fairly
easily.

"Ooooooh," André moaned, when I swirled my tongue around the head of his
cock and slid his shaft across my tongue. "Oh yeah, suck it man, suck my
cock," groaned André.

I sucked and I bobbed, moving my mouth up and down, sliding his cock
between my lips, across my tongue, the spongy hard head rubbing on the roof
of my mouth.

I did everything for André. I fondled his balls, fingered his ass, and
sucked him deep, shallow, slow, fast, sucked and stroked. After a few
minutes, he bucked his hips, moving his cock deeper in my mouth. His curly
hairs tickled my nose and his big sack of nuts bounced on my chin.

"Ooooooh, ungh, Ooooooh, I'm gonna cum," André moaned.

"Muumuu," I mumbled my mouth full of his moving cock.

"You gonna swallow it?" he asked.

"Muuuum, unh," I answered nodding my head up and down in assent.

I felt his cock flex, the head flare bigger, his shaft stiffen and the vein
on the bottom pulse. Then a blast of cum hot splashed against the back of
my throat. I gulped it down. Another glob squirted into my mouth. I backed
off just a little so I could feel his salty, creamy cum roiling onto my
tongue.

"Unnnnhhh," André grunted, humping and grunting as I took all his cum. It
tasted really good but I was so shocked I spat it out.

After kneeling there a couple of minutes, I finally caught my second wind
and moved up on the bed. Then I asked André to fulfill his part of the deal
and suck my cock but laughed at me and he refused.

I sucked André off several more times over the next couple of years and of
course after that first time I always swallowed. But despite his promise,
he wouldn't suck mine.

We lost touch for a few years.  Then we both ended up back in our
hometown.  And even though he'd been married with children, André still
wanted me to suck his dick so we got together again about a hundred times
or more over the next seven years or so.

Looking back, I realize that I was basically his sex slave, his boy toy.

Sometimes I `seduced' him with porn, but mostly whenever André just wanted
a blowjob. No frills and no games, he just came over and told me to suck
his dick.

I never refused him...except when he said he wanted to fuck me in the ass.
Then I resisted for about six months, but finally one night while I was
sucking his dick André told me, "I'm going to FUCK you.  Now... roll over and
stick your ASS UP." I knew he was determined and there would be no way of
getting around it this time so I obeyed.

André knelt behind me, gripped my hips as the head of his stiff dick
brushed my tight sphincter. "Oh, God," I murmured, planting my hands on the
sheets and pushing up, keeping my back arched. "You're gonna do it."

Ignoring my wailing, André said, "Take a deep breath, bitch," as he pressed
against me. "And hold it."

I whimpered and then sucked in through my teeth, clamping my mouth shut as
I felt the smooth rigidity of André's dick slid between my butt cheeks, and
I felt the rubbery head of his cock press against the tight dimple of my
ass. Tears of humiliation and rage coursed down my face as I held my breath
and André slipped his hands up, gripping my shoulders.

The pressure of André's enormous cock built against my ass and, although my
asshole offered stout resistance, the stiff, thick dick proved more than it
could withstand.  With a deep grunt, he shoved and his rubbery head spread
the aperture wide, plunging past the stretched-open sphincter.  My ass
spasmed around his cock and I shook under him, banging my hands on the
pillows.

"Oh, fucking hell!" I shrieked as André pushed in deeper. My face turned
crimson and contorted in discomfort. "W-wa-wait, wait, WAIT," I screeched,
my voice echoing off the walls. My ass squeezed his cock so tightly he
could barely move inside me.

André straightened, holding my hips in his hands and looking at his thick
cock buried halfway in my tight little ass. My cheeks trembled, my legs
quivered. Just relax, asshole," he said.

I huffed, panted, breathed deeply, my body quaking. "Easy for you to say,"
I seethed. "You don't have a huge fucking dick in your ass!"

André chuckled, smoothed his hands all around my firm butt cheeks. "Just
don't try to push," he said. He started to ease deeper inside my tight ass,
then pulling back slowly. I gasped.

"Oh, God, it burns!" I cried, digging my fingers in to the sheets as I
threw my head back. But even as I complained and convulsed, I loosened my
ass and pushed back against him, wanting more of his hard cock inside me.
It had hurt at first, but soon it felt really good, both physically and
psychologically.

André moaned happily at my submission and started really fucking me,
sliding my cock in and out of my tight, swollen red asshole. André gasped
and moaned constantly, panting as his cock sank into my ass, then groaning
as he pulled almost all the way back so he could ram it back in.

I panted and trembled in the middle of my bed as André fucked my ass. He
went as deep as he could and pulled back all the way, until the head of his
dick brushed my swollen ass. I moaned and murmured, hanging my head until
it touched the sheets. Then as André's cock was stroking my prostrate, I
shuddered and started gasping as I cummed. My asshole squeezed tightly
around his cock and I threw my head back, my long hair slapping against his
chest as I screamed with my orgasm.

My sharp, girlish cries echoed loudly throughout the room, reverberating
off the walls. "AHHHHH," I shrieked.

After that André fucked me or got his dick sucked whatever he wanted and
anytime he wanted. He owned me.

Once André did make the effort and try sucking my dick, but the experience
was so dismal that neither of us really liked it. So I just continued
enjoyed being his bitch.

I finally met Barbara, a truly awesome woman and for the first time in our
relationship started refusing André the use of my mouth.

After Barbara's and my relationship leveled off to the point where I wanted
to start suck his cock again, André had also gotten into a serious
relationship. And she really had to be something in the sack because André
didn't want to let me suck his dick or to fuck me in the ass anymore.

André and I, we're both married now and live far apart, but who knows maybe
someday we'll hook up again. Stranger things have happened.

I've been married for a long time now and thanks to my wife Barbra's loss
of interest in sex our sex life has become sorta hum-drum. I get it once a
week if she doesn't have a headache. I would love to find another buddy
like André and start sucking cocks again or maybe even get mine sucked.

The end....