My name is Myott and I’m a DILF-o-phile! I just made up that word, but I know you know what I mean!
Basically, as long as I can remember, I’ve had this thing with older guys. I really can’t remember when those feelings turned sexual, but these days, I can’t pass a well-groomed, well-groomed daddy on the street without getting a good look! I’m sure this is going to get me into trouble one of these days, because older guys almost always seem to like me back!
I have a special crush on mature men with muscles! I joined a local gym after seeing one of their personal trainers at the mall. God, he was hot! I’m always too busy lusting after any proper exercise, but the walk there does me good!
I joined every college sports team. I’ve perfected an air of self-doubt, which always seems to get me noticed by coaches. They all want to get me out of my shell, so I basically pretend to be all nervous until they offer me private lessons… which is when I jump in!
Coach Marko made me feel hot and uncomfortable from the moment I first saw him. He’s tall, looks like some sort of Greek god on steroids, and is covered in tattoos. He has gray hair and one of those well-groomed beards you just want to rub your fingers. To be honest, it’s really easy to play the shy kid in front of him, because he makes me blush and get tongue-tied every time I talk to him. He would be shocked beyond words to hear the filthy thoughts that run through my mind every time I see him.
I could feel that my “lost little boy” routine was having the desired effect on him and when he asked me to come to his office after practice, I was sure this would be my moment. When he closed the door and then locked it, I was sure!
He was wearing this surprising pair of shorts that clung to the massive muscles of his thigh as if the fabric had been sprayed. I sat on his couch, and as he walked towards me, my eyes were drawn helplessly to his bulge that seemed to be growing with every step.
I looked into his face and there was definitely malice – and lust – in his eyes. He wasted no time and knelt beside me, running his huge hands seductively up and down my chest. I flashed him a “please be kind” look, which came quite easily since he’s easily twice my size.
His hands ran over my body, gently squeezing and caressing, first my hand, then my wrist, then the flesh around my hips. I heard myself panting in anticipation as I melted into his manhood. He started stroking my cock through the soft fabric of my shorts. It was as hard as metal and pointed diagonally upwards towards the pocket. His hands made me shiver and shudder; the patterns he drew with his fingers seemed to be designed to bring maximum pleasure!
Then he kissed me so gently and passionately that my breath seemed to leave my body. I took off my shirt. He kissed every inch of my chest and I must have slipped into some kind of ecstatic trance. I was powerless to do anything but respond gasping to his touch, my hand running over her ass that felt like it had been carved from marble.
He pulled my cock out of my shorts and started pushing them gently with the smooth palm of his hand. I would have done anything for him at that moment. He could have taken me and I would have given myself entirely to him. Likewise, I would happily throw him on the couch and fuck him like we were the last two men on the planet…
Then he bent down and placed his lips around my swollen knuckle, which by then was glistening with pre-cum. I don’t know what he was doing down there, but he sucked me better than I’ve ever been sucked in my life before.
My entire body was tingling. My skin was suddenly covered in goosebumps. I looked at this giant hunk of a hunk doing everything he could to pleasure me and my head started spinning with unadulterated lust!
He undressed and I dropped to my knees to suck him, but he told me he wanted me to prepare his hole. Then he got down on all fours on the couch and presented his ass to me like some sort of sexed silver-backed gorilla. I had my tongue in there in seconds, nearly choking as I buried my face between his giant cheeks, but not wanting to stop because he tasted so good.
I turned him onto his back and continued eating him while he muttered despicable words of encouragement to me, which made my dick harder than it probably ever was! I knelt between his legs and started pushing myself towards him.
My dick slipped there like a knife qmelt in butter. Within seconds, I was pushing in and out of him, panting uncontrollably as he deftly gripped his ass muscles around my cock, almost like he was trying to suck me into him.
I hit harder and faster, all the while knowing I was getting closer and closer to exploding inside him as I fought the sensation with every fiber of my being; I didn’t want the intense pleasure to end.
But it was too late: I felt the appearance rising up my shaft and then exploding from my cock like a bullet from a gun, deep into his handsome male body.
