Date: Wed, 10 Jul 2013 05:37:02 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Joe 2: Sexercizing

Chapter Two  'Sexercising' with Joe

At first it was not all plain sailing with Joe, that first time was
absolutely fabulous when we became acquainted  so intimately.
But  one does not really get to know another only after just one meeting. I
had  sensed his masterful disposition. That didn't worry me too much
because  something from my really life, I don't know what, made me feel good about
being  obedient in a subservient way.
During our first meeting in his mobile  caravan, and when he so wonderfully
touched and teased me behind, first over my  jeans and then inside, it was
all very thrilling and exciting, and it was nice  too knowing that Joe
enjoyed me that way.
I was in my element being touched,  teased. sucked and licked in all my
very sensitive places. He spent quality  times discovering my likes and
dislikes and. Of course. It was just as much fun  for me too. It was the first time
I had ever touched another guys cock or  anything in the lower region. I
particularly remember that very first intimate  touch in the shower room when
we simply stood there and let our cocks touch,  looking into each other's
eyes to take in the wonderful expression of sheer lust  and joy.
That was just a quickie though because it was done on the spur of  the
moment. But it was an opening to our mutual desire to take it further and  when
at last, I got my first taste of desirable hard cock I was in my element.
It was something special too hearing his moans in different tomes and volumes
as  I tried different things with mouth and tongue.

As our meetings in his mobile caravan grew more frequent  so our need  for
each other grew more intense. As soon as he welcomed me at the door I could
see instantly he had a real large swelling beneath his summer shorts which
I  found very erotic and encouraging
His was a real beauty, it certainly was and  to feel its rigidly form in my
mouth coupled with the feel of his foreskin as I  twisted and tuned my
tongue just inside, gradually and teasingly working it back  until I could get a
good taster of his glans with that beautiful jap eye in the  centre.
I savoured the nectar as he grasped the girth of his erection and  prompted
it upwards , pushing his glans against the roof of my wide open mouth.
Then I felt just a surge and a drop of pre-cum squirt onto my tonge. I tasted
it. It was like sea salt but not at all how I imagined, I slowly dared to
let it  dribble down my throat, something I could never have dreamt doing
until I met  Joe, but with him it seemed right and beautiful and as a he
stretched his  foreskin back tight, urging me to suck, suck, suck.
I was in a complete  world of my own, instinctively sucking and  wanking
his cock simultaneously  as he continued to beckon me on with lots of swearing
to suit the  occasion.
This would be a first timer too, when I felt him squirt his hot  white cum
deep into my throat. I found myself grasping his hips as I held my  breath,
kneeling there before him mouthy opened wide and feeling the plunge of  his
cock enter my throat.
I managed to squeeze and so push him out of my  mouth for a pause, so I
could get some air, but that was not for long because  then he wanted more.
"You had better get used to this, because you are going  to get plenty of it
" he grunted plunging that still so very rigid earthy cock  into my mouth
again. My mouth was full of his fuck juice squelching ar0un in my  mouth as
he continued to mouth fuck me.
By the to me he had finished with me  I was glad because both my tongue and
mouth felt numb.
Now I was beginning to  discover the real Joe Philips as he started to get
much more outgoing in his  approach and his demands. For that is what he was
all about I soon realised - to  be the dominant male and as our visits
became more familiar his sexual  diversions became regular, and, although there
were certain things I did not  particularly like, I had to take the rough
with the smooth so when, for example,  he spanked me stretched across his
right leg I gritted my teeth and hoped it  would soon end so that I could enjoy
the next stage, which would fully make up  for that surge of pain brewing
deep in my rear.
So every time I arrived it  was the over his knee bit first. That was after
he'd stripped me and messed with  my ass. He could never get enough of the
sucking and licking, and then, when the  spanking was over, there he was
again, me on all fours and him stretched out  beneath me, prompting me to
crouch over his face until his mouth was fully  emerged into my crack.
During this time he would really rub up my fresh  spanked ass cheeks though
with lots of soothing lubricant, which made all the  pain go away and leave
just a numbness, which was rather pleasant really.
And  then Joe would go to it again, planting his head between my thighs and
really  having a ball. Yes, it was all worth the pain. I grew to enjoy the
pain and  pleasure bit. He knew he had hurt me but after he'd reached
satisfaction with me  he gave me a real sympathetic hug. Explaining that he just
could not stop his  full emotions coming out.
But it seemed that was the name of the game. If  Wanted to keep up the
relationship with Joe I had to abide to his dominance  although, sometimes, when
he changed his spanking habits for example - when he  started to use a
paddle on me and then sometimes a cane, every swish stung as it  came down
firmly on my ass cheeks.
I grit my teeth and took the immense pain,  but knowing he would sooth it
after wards, and the wonderful joy of all  that.
"I love your sweet ass babe" he said nudging me after each firm  contact. "
I adore the way each cheek wobbles as I  thrash you. You   ass is made for
spanking and thrashing. And wearing your tight brush jeans  really
emphasised the tightness of the curves I love and adore so much/ Keep it  that way
for me Pete and we shall continue to have lots of sexercise.
That  word again; sexercise, It sort of summed up our relationship. Their
was never  much dialogue when we were together, he declared every minute with
me was  precious and we should make the very best of our quality time
together.
He  certainly did that.
His eventual l fuck was always the highlight of out  session, because if
most other things he wanted to do with me were predictable,  the fucking never
was. There were so many ways he liked to have me according to  which mood
he was in. Which made it always thrilling. Usually by the time he had  his
way with me, how he wanted all the thrashing over his knee, over the back of
the couch, or sideways on the bed, my wrists tied and my mouth  gagged and
stuffed with an apple. All that, what he called;  beautiful dirty stuff
when he'd rub the consequential juices from my well worked asshole into my face
 and his too, and licked my hole raw.
I never knew after such sessions how he  would want to fuck me. I liked it
doggy much of the time, that was I could be  absolutely all ass for him. I'd
waggle and sway to his command. He'd stretch my  cheeks apart once more and
take his feed  of my natural juices, spurned by  those wonderful
experiments with the anal vibrator s and things, and still he  loved to use the
proverbial screwdriver head in me, usually before the fuck,  he'd make me really
frantic as he stuffed the bulbous handle deep up my ass  until In yelled for
his fuck proper..
And then I'd appreciate the feel of  real cock deep fucking me, thrusting
and moving in different directions which  was nice. When he'd had his lot I
was still wide open for him to indulge in some  more licking, holing and
sucking. There I was still on all fours
But I guess  it was equally as good when sometimes he fancied me scissor
style when I'd feel;  his huge cock enter me sideways. It felt someti8mes like
he was splitting me in  half, he was so emerged into what he was doing, all
the moaning, the grunting  and always the swearing made it complete
The sideways fuck was different  again, when I laid on my side, that is.
Hel could d get a good grip on my thighs  to enter me in a very deep slow
thrusting mode, and the fucking usually took  longer.
But at the end of the day the feel of him sliding up into me was
absolutely beautiful.
I told him that no matter how he wanted me, I would  always enjoy his fuck.
It seemed it would never end our beautiful  relationship. And it was always
so fresh each time we met.
But I did wonder  at the end of our last session how I would cope with his
latest  suggestion
With me having told him where I bought the anal vibrators and  dildo's, he'
d sprung this catalogue on me.
"See what you think, Pete" he said  opening a particular page and letting
me see.
He was pointing at a double  penetrator. I comprised of an ample sized
rubber cock, attached to a ring like  gadget that fitted around the girth of a
live cock.
"What do you thin Pete?  This way you could have the best of both words, a
double penetration would be  great and of course, as always, you could see
the action on the monitor  screen."
We hadn't  used the camcorder of late. I guess the novelty had  worn off,
But it would be fun watching this on the monitor.
I wondered just  how it would feel. Would my hole take both okay?
"As always I shall be  careful, Pete. Just tell me to stop if it gets too
much."
But I knew Joe by  now, that never works if he is well frenzied in what he
is doing. But that's  okay though, because I have become accustomed to it
and it made  for a  thrilling fuck always.
But the double penetration. Would it work and would I  be able to stretch
open that much?
I took a good gander at the picture and  finally said I would be willing to
try. I was still unsure though. The things I  do for Joe. But he is worth
is because he has changed my life completely