Wrestled and _f_u_c_k_ed


by Over My Knee

I had been fantasising about being wrestled by a dominant man for some time, I suppose it was the thought of being controlled in some way. Many happy evenings had been spent wanking hard while thinking of sweaty wrestlers doing what they wanted to me! I am not usually submissive, but the thought persisted - and so did wanking!

Like so many others I suspect, I saw an ad on the net which suggested the chap posting it would be happy to partake in some gentle wrestling. After reading the ad a number of times (mostly masturbating into my underpants at the time) I finally replied and made a date to meet. I asked if I need special clothing and was told my underpants would do - I was then reminded that I would in all likelihood end up bare arse naked anyway, at which point my erection threatened to burst out of my pants. I was more than ready to try this.

On the day I turned up at this chap's house trembling with excitement. He turned out to be a fairly ordinary pleasant stocky chap called Bob. Answering the door in just a pair of Y fronts he ushered me into his living room. As I followed him in I could see the chubby cheeks of his arse outlined by the tight white pants - I was hooked. Even more so when he turned to face me and I could see the substantial lengthening bulge in the front - I was practically dribbling and my own erection was out of control. Bob told me to strip down to my underpants while he laid some padded matting out on the floor. While he was bent over in front of me I made to playfully fondle his bottom - but he slapped my hand away grunting "Later". With the matting down we turned to face one another. Bob was fully erect now and although his _c_o_c_k_ was not especially thick I could see a prodigious length of shaft ramrod stiff in the front of his pants.

With no real warning Bob grabbed me and manhamdled me to the ground. Almost without knowing it I had ended up underneath him with him straddling my chest. The weight seemed immense and I could not move. Bob's _c_o_c_k_ was sliding out the top of his pants and as he slid forward, pulling his pants down a little, it flopped right out over the waistband, less than an inch from my nose. My tongue flicked up involuntarily and licked his knob end. Bob gave a little gasp and slid forward more, sending his throbbing _c_o_c_k_ sliding into my mouth. Hating myself for submitting so quickly, but wanting it so much, I began to suck on his _c_o_c_k_,dribbling wildly as I slurped on the shaft. He began to slide forward in a rythmic fashion as he _f_u_c_k_ed my face. I craned my neck upwards as far as possible so I could get as much of his shaft as I could down my throat. Bob settled into a rythm and contentedly _f_u_c_k_ed my face for some minutes.

He then leant backwards and withdrew his throbbing member. I wasn't quite sure what was happening until he roughly rolled me over and once again straddled me. I wasn't sure if I was up for this so I began to struggle - but I simply couldn't move him right off me, he was too heavy and had had too much practice. Inevitably I felt his hands on my underpants and, despite my struggles, they were slowly but firmly eased down and then right off. So I was now bollock naked pinned underneath a chap with a raging erection! I pleaded for him not to go this far but he simply didn't bother to reply. His hands roamed over my bare arse and he leant over me to rach something. I next felt his finger against my arsehole, obviously smeared with vaseline. I yelped as he slid his finger in and began to lubricate my arse. He was quite gentle at first but after a while he slid his finger in and out faster and faster. Then he slid two fingers into me and it was then I really yelled - but it was muffled by the mats as he pressed my face into them. It was then he withdreww his fingers and easing down my body a little allowed the tip of his rampant knob to press against my arsehole. He wriggled on top of me as he freed himslf from his own underpants and then his _c_o_c_k_ was poised, resting against my lubricated hole. He lost no time in slidng his rampant dribbling _c_o_c_k_ up me. Once he was all the way in he let his erect member lay still inside me while I got use to the pain and stretching sensation. Then the _f_u_c_k_ing of my arse began in earnest - long hard firm strokes as his rampant _c_o_c_k_ slammed in and out of me like a piston. I was being bounced up and down on the floor as he _f_u_c_k_ed me harder and harder. To my amazement my own _c_o_c_k_ was hard and throbbing and I was beginning to feel the familiar tingle of impending ejaculation! Bob _f_u_c_k_ed me harder and harder and after a time I began to move in rhythm as I craved my own spunky release. I came heavily and quickly shooting rope after rope of thick creamy spunk under me soaking the mat! s in my hot thick juice. My arse tightening as I spunked set Bob off and I felt his _c_o_c_k_ spasm as he shot load after spunky load up me, grunting each time he came.

Once he had shot for the final time he slid his dick out of me and rolled over to my side. I lay there in a pool of hot spunk with his cream dribbling out of my arse completely exhausted. I had no energy to run or resist. After some minutes I felt able to try to get up and started to rise. Bob had got up and I felt his hand on my wrist as he leaned down. I assumed he was going to help me up to get dressed, after all he had had his way with me and I had been well _f_u_c_k_ed. As I stood up he just looked at me and said "Your arse is mine now". Grabbing me by the wrist he led me into the kitchen where he bent me over a table and _f_u_c_k_ed me again. Much to my humiliation I became erect practically instantly as he slid his _c_o_c_k_ into me and eventually shot my creamy load once more as he fountained his hot spunk up my arse.

When I finally left he told me I would be back and that he would strip and _f_u_c_k_ me in every room in his house.

The moral of this tale is - be careful what you wish for or fantasise about - it just might come true!


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