Little story about me and my sucking fun
A completely normal evening
Annoyed, I put the guitar next to me on the sofa. Nothing wanted to work properly again today. I was in the process of learning some new power cords, but my fingers weren't really up for it. Either the right hand didn't hit the right strings when strumming, or the left hand didn't want to hit the right notes quickly enough.
My cat lay next to me and chilled out his life. I was surprised that he was still lying next to me, given the off-key sounds I was making on the guitar. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. I stroked him a little, which of course he enjoyed very much and sat on the sofa for a while longer, stretching out all his paws. He didn't really want to go out and explore the world today, which wasn't surprising since it was another foggy, gray day in November. The temperatures were slowly approaching freezing point and the sun hadn't been seen for a few days. So I did as the hangover did and stayed in the house most of the time. One advantage is that you get to do things where you had less time in the summer. And that also meant picking up the guitar again and practicing a little.
Late afternoon has slowly arrived and I get up from the sofa. Of course, the cat is immediately happy, because in most cases this is a sign that it's time to eat. I walked with him towards the kitchen and filled his bowl, which he then audibly began to empty. I looked out the window, the trees had already lost all their leaves, some of what the wind hadn't carried away was still spread out in the garden, forming a blanket of leaves in all colors, no longer quite green meadow and muddy brown ground.
I'll also make myself a few breads first because my stomach is already rumbling a little. Today I don't feel like cooking, which I actually enjoy doing. And I'm hungry now and not just after extensive cooking. We also browse the internet a bit to see what new videos and reports have appeared. I'm glad that a few favorites have uploaded new content again. I envy what some people are able to immerse themselves in, something that I still sometimes find difficult despite long practice. And I also decide to practice something in the evening.
But before the evening can arrive, the household still has to be taken care of. It's no fun to return to the sensual world when there's dirt and clutter next to it. So I first put the dishes in the dishwasher and clean the kitchen. At the same time, I shout over to Google to turn on the radio. There are of course my obligatory stations with fine rock music. I also listen to other music, but the guitar simply gives me life energy back and keeps me alive. I push all the crumbs from the kitchen counter and other rubbish towards the floor. The vacuum cleaner must be used correctly before it is perhaps used for purposes other than its intended purpose. But is it really misused, I wonder. It doesn't say anywhere what he can actually vacuum. I get the vacuum cleaner from its place, plug it in and march through the apartment with it. The previous crumbs and the like create a nice clacking and slight rattling in the pipe. In my mind I imagine going through nature with it and pushing it to the limit.
When I get to the bedroom I find a few discarded socks. What's really convenient for me is that I left them there. Probably just knowing that I'll still need them. So brush off the pipe and off you go. After a pop and a wiggle from the hose, the first sock was gone in less than a second. Actually, unfortunately, much too fast. And I went to the second sock, which was also swallowed by the greedy sucker in less than a second. I can already feel the slight pressure in my pants, which is no wonder. And I remember my *****hood, when I was allowed to work with this device for the first time and got to know the greediness of sucking. I think there was little housework that I enjoyed doing as much as this. Unfortunately, I lifted the tube over the last sock and let it disappear with a smack. I turned off the vacuum and set it on its side. The housework is done for today and the evening or darkness has now arrived. But it hasn't gotten much darker now. From the gray soup outside all day and now didn't really make a difference.
I sat back on the sofa and put my feet on the table and thought about how I should start the evening. My eyes fell on my feet. As someone who has always been barefoot, I am naturally sockless. I can no longer wear shoes except when I'm working. I look at my shiny toe ring, on my toes, which are unfortunately no longer really tanned. I have well-groomed feet, but my nails would also appreciate a little color. So I quickly go to the bathroom and get my toe spreaders and my black nail polish. When I came back, I put my toes in the spreaders and got to work applying the paint, which was done quite quickly despite my care and put my legs back on the table to dry. Satisfied admire my work. When I do it, I usually use the color black. The light from the ceiling lamp is reflected on the paint. It just looks nicer than blown nails. Your feet also deserve care.
I go back into the bathroom. On the way I drop my clothes in the bedroom. It's now time to really let the evening settle in, and that includes feeling free without clothes. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, but you just feel comfortable without them. I stroke my cock, enjoying the tingling feeling across the skin. Now take a shower before I get to the enjoyable part of the evening.
I get into the bathtub and turn on the water and let it run over my body. What a blessing. I could often just stand there for hours. After long, relaxing, soothing minutes, I throw a good load of shampoo on myself and massage it all over my body. The scent hits my nose and stimulates my happiness receptors even more. After rinsing off, I grab my razor. You just can't **** a smooth feeling on your skin. Having my cock in your hand just feels better when there are no pricking hairs in the way. It's always such an annoying job with the eggs and you have to make sure you get them all. It often feels like you can go over it so many times and at the end there is still a hair standing somehow. Now that I've finally done that and everything is smooth, comes the final part of the cleaning. My fun hole also wants to be clean. I unscrew the shower head from the hose, set the temperature to almost hot and turn the water back to full. It can clean me well in a large jet. I love it when the water rushes into me. I direct the hose to my hole, which is of course quickly torn open by the full pressure of the water and the jet finds its way inside me. I breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy it. A nice feeling to be washed from the inside. At the same time, the water that no longer fits into the intestine flows back out alongside the water that is making its way in. I now slowly push the hose inside me and squeeze my hole. Of course, the masses of water fill my insides quite quickly and I push it out again as quickly as it came in. I do this for a few minutes until my hole is slowly exhausted and can hardly hold any more water. I feel the cleanliness inside me and turn the water off again. Squeeze the last of the water out of my intestines and get out of the shower satisfied. Without colonic irrigation, showering just doesn't feel complete.
I dry myself off and run my hand over my cock, enjoying the feeling of smooth skin. I look down and my black nails sparkling in the light make me want more. I grab my always ready cock ring and put it over my cock and balls and put it in the right place.
I walk through the apartment and close the blinds. It doesn't bother me if someone sees me naked. But letting me watch my games just creates unnecessary chatter in the neighborhood. It's enough to hear the sounds that sometimes come from my house. I fall back onto the sofa, turn on the television and switch through the channels. I'm stuck with the latest news, but I'll soon turn it off again by switching to other channels. No more annoying news today. Since it became clear to me again quite quickly that there was nothing clever on free TV, I started any film from my collection. It is of course clear that this includes FSK 18 and naked skin.
I open my laptop and while it boots up, I go into the kitchen and grab an evening beer from the fridge. It can be a beer or two on a cozy evening.
Back on the sofa, I browse the Internet of my favorites and see if anyone has uploaded new sucking videos. Which is where I happily found what I was looking for. In addition to a few sips of beer, I enjoy the long labia fluttering on my screen in the airflow from the vacuum cleaner. In front of me on the television, beautiful actors are sinking their latest powerful dildos into their holes. Her holes smack with every movement, which is no wonder given the huge size of the dildos moving in and out. Every now and then they are taken out and you have a wonderful view of the inside of their wide open holes. Plus the beautiful red of her prolapse, which is pushed far out and the shiny intestinal juice runs out. A wonderful sight, plus the greed of the sucker on my laptop screen trying to eat everything. Every drop that runs along the labia is quickly transported inside. In the end, the actor has a huge orgasm with a squirt and the huge load is sucked up inaudibly until the last drop has disappeared. And the pretty, stimulating actress, exhausted and happy, places the pipe next to her and strokes her now red and slightly swollen vagina.
Of course, when I saw this, my cock started to work on its own and lengthened. The cock ring presses into the skin of my balls and makes them swell nice and thick. The blood in my cock has flowed to the glans, which is now in my fingers and I massage it. The bulging glans naturally gives a wonderful feeling. The more I massage and knead it, the more it fills up.
I go into the bedroom and get my first toy. At first it's just a vibrator, but there's nothing nicer than massaging your glans and feeling the vibration inside. I quickly wet the egg and it disappeared inside me. I turn it on and sit back on my sofa and enjoy the buzzing inside me. I continue to massage myself and have to be careful that I only go to the limit and don't cum right away. That comes at the very end, because I want to be on the verge of cumming for some time. The pressure of cumming straight away and massaging the cock up to this point again and again makes my glans become very red in the long run. The veins are visibly bulging along my cock and the now very tight ring prevents the blood from flowing back. I stretch my legs far in front of me, once again looking at my black nails. I continue to massage my glans with my hand and enjoy the content on my television. An actress is currently lubricating her hands and slowly pushing them into the hole in her ass. It is absorbed almost effortlessly and slides into the inside via the sphincter with an audible moan of pleasure. With slow and ever-increasing movements, she massages the hole of her partner, who greedily continues to push her butt towards her, trying to slide deeper and deeper into her. Of course, this wish is fulfilled and soon almost the entire forearm up to the elbow is inside her. The sphincter has now taken on a dark red color and wraps itself around the arm.
I enjoy this view for a while and my glans is now throbbing violently. Every now and then a small drop of my juice comes out of the hole and moistens my glans, allowing it to slip and knead so smoothly through my fingers. The vibrator inside me hums with pleasure and I keep squeezing my hole to feel the vibration even more.
The beer is now slowly completely emptied. The pressure from my cock, which has been on the verge of cumming for a long time, is now noticeable in the pressure of my bladder. The few bottles of water spread throughout the day and now the beer force me to go to the toilet more often and just like now, so slowly. And I now decide to take a break from massaging the glans. But all of this is certainly not without an ulterior motive. The juice in me is of course not given away. It's about time that the vacuum cleaner that's been waiting for me can finally get to work.
I take it out of its place with the transparent tube already provided next door and place it next to the sofa so that I can make myself comfortable on the sofa again after plugging it into the socket. I remove the metal tube from the handpiece, put on my transparent tube and put it next to me.
A new actress has now joined TV. She lies with her head under the woman who is still being fisted and enjoys licking the juice from the pussy that is floating above her. The sphincter, which has now been worked on for a long time, moves back and forth with the movements of the arm, reddened, drooling and dripping. She lets her very wet orgasms run over the woman lying beneath her and her face. Whatever she doesn't manage to swallow in time runs down the sides of her mouth and leaves a shiny, wet film behind.
Now I've slowly reached a point where my bladder wants to empty itself with a lot of pressure. I sit down with my legs slightly bent away from me. To make room for the pipe, which I now grab so I can finally turn on the vacuum cleaner and feel it. I quickly set the suction power to medium so that I can control it more easily. With a lot of pressure on the bladder, the cock is still hard with joy, the cock ring has already pressed itself deep into the skin, which can now slowly suck the juice out of my bladder with more squeezing and exploding throughout the entire cock. I lift the end piece in front of my glans and, despite being several centimeters away, notice the suction power of the greedy sucker. The moment I was most looking forward to the evening. The red, throbbing glans pulls towards the pipe and wants to be devoured, where I soon obliged. When the tube was placed over my glans, half of my cock was sucked into it by the force of the suction. I groaned, my joy was obvious. Half the tail in the tube danced in the airflow and I had to be careful that I held the tube correctly. So that the greedy sucker didn't get to eat my entire cock straight away. He can still have enough fun today. But first my bladder had to and wanted to be emptied. Which soon happened. My cock was still dancing wildly in the tube and the first drops of juice were coming out of it. More and more of it came out of me and the juice slid along the edge of the tube into the inside of the teat. Simply a wonderful feeling to have my juice sucked out and the soothing feeling of my cock dancing in the airflow. A hopefully never-ending feeling. But my bladder is still plenty full and I can enjoy this combination. It took my bladder at least two minutes to empty completely and every drop disappeared with an audible slurp inside the teat until the last drop was gone. I grin at this blessing and pulled the tube from my cock and placed it next to me and turned off the vacuum. My glans was now throbbing even redder and shinier. I took it in my fingers again and squeezed it a little. She is already very irritated from the evening so far and reacts to the further massage and stimulation with strong, explosive feelings.
I let go of my cock and went to the fridge to get my second beer of the evening. On the way there, I grabbed a water bottle and took a few deep sips. By now I had a dry throat again and of course my bladder wanted to be filled again quickly. Of course I would like to suck my juice again today. The evening is still young and my cock still wants to have some fun. I placed the beer bottle and water bottle on the coffee table. The egg, which is still vibrating inside me, now has a break for the day and I squeeze it out of me and catch it with my hand. In the light of the television, you could see the shiny egg covered in my anal juice, which I put on the side with a grin. It's a strange, empty feeling when after a long time there's nothing inside me and the vibrating has stopped. But that's about to change again and before I make myself comfortable on the sofa again, I'm going to get one of my favorite dildos. One in the shape of a 30cm cock, thick veins on the side and a pronounced glans on top where the thickest part was seven centimeters in diameter. After a few short attempts, I now manage to sink this dildo deep into myself until the simulated balls come into contact.
I put another towel on the sofa so as not to smear the mess everywhere and sit cross-legged on it. Actually my favorite sitting position. On the TV the women are still busy and are now busting their assholes to the fullest. From one arm there are now two that are stuck in her. Penetration is very visible at the sphincter. Dark red mixed with dark blue, he pushes himself back and forth with the movements of penetration. The buttocks, smeared with anal juice, were glistening and the third woman was standing in front of the lucky woman's face, holding out her pussy so that it could be licked. She also tried again and again to squirt the remaining juice from her bladder into her face, which, combined with juice from her pussy, dripped down her chin in long threads.
Today I too would like to slowly feel this fullness inside me and took my dildo, which I immediately covered with a load of lubricant. I raise myself a little and place it under my sphincter and slowly lower myself again until I feel the tip of the glans press against my hole. I take a few deep breaths with joy and sit down slowly. I notice how the head of the dildo makes its way inwards and opens my hole wider and wider. A nice feeling to blow your hole. The glans continues to find its way and I notice how I have reached the thickest part. Which I immediately overcome with a deep groan and relief at finally being filled. He slides deeper and deeper into me until I was sitting cross-legged on the balls of the dildo and he completely filled my intestines. I move a little more and let him work inside me.
I take another deep sip from the two bottles in front of me and look for a video from the media library on the laptop. Of course, I quickly found the right video and in front of me on the screen a good-looking lady with a naked body slowly began to suck her body from top to bottom with the suction device. Her nipples on her beautiful breasts showed their full length and her long labia were looking forward to finally being sucked.
The dildo inside me nestled in my intestines and I leaned back, took the handle of my vacuum cleaner in my hand again and pressed the power button and the vacuum cleaner started up with joy. Due to the long time I've had my cock ring in a tight fit, my cock has now become darker due to the blood congestion. The veins push outwards and the glans shines red in the light of the television in front of me. I lean back further and slowly guide the tube back to my glans, which was immediately pulled back towards the sucker. A few drops of pleasure escaped from my glans, which immediately disappeared inside the sucker. I slowly guide the tube towards my cock until the glans is in the tube. He immediately starts dancing and I let him continue into the pipe. He swirls around wildly and makes me shudder with a pleasurable feeling. That's exactly what I need. This wild dance in the tube, the beautiful feeling of stimulation, the insatiable sucking and devouring everything. Every bodily fluid that escapes is devoured as long as I want and feel completely empty from the inside. I stick my cock deep into the pipe until it sucks on the shaft and the resulting vacuum pulls it to its full length. The engine revs and I leave it suctioned for a while. I lean back again, enjoy the feeling and move my buttocks so that the dildo in my hole can massage me inside a little more. My sphincter is now so relaxed and open that I can feel my anal juice coming out and the dildos running down my balls. I'm also watching what the young lady is doing on the laptop screen, who is now working on her already throbbing clitoris and making any juice that comes out disappear into the tube. I pull the sucked-in tube a little away from my shaft so that the vacuum cleaner can take a breather and get some air. Due to the following stream of air, he immediately starts dancing again. I move the pipe back and forth, creating a change in dancing from fast to slow. I have to control myself very hard not to squirt straight into the pipe. I want to have this feeling for a little longer until my ******* can escape. I press a little to see and hope that there is some golden juice in my bladder. Because of the violent dancing of the cock, the dildo filling me and the cock ring, it's not that easy. But I slowly notice how the juice is slowly moving through my penis towards the exit, and I can already see the first drops coming out, which slowly migrate along the edge of the tube into the inside of the teat. I continue to press, causing even more juice to come out of my sphincter. And I have the feeling that by opening my hole further and further, the entire dildo including my balls will soon slide into me. Finally the first part of the contents of my bladder has reached my glans and I can empty the next contents into my voracious sucker. More and more juice comes out of my cock and is sucked up with grateful slurping sounds. I hope again that this awesome feeling never ends. I want to give every drop to him for his tireless work.
Through the transparent tube I can admire my dancing cock, which is already slightly swollen from the long penetration. Covered with thick veins, it has taken on a beautiful dark color. He slaps through the tube, my foreskin has now become longer and slaps from one side to the other side of the tube below the red glans. The tail moves so quickly in the pipe that you can no longer follow it with your eyes. The throbbing feeling gets stronger and stronger and the orgasm is on the horizon, which can hardly be stopped.
Now it's about time. I reached for the vacuum regulator and turned it up to three quarters of the power and then immediately to full power. The engine gave its best, which you could also hear in the volume. My dancing cock, which is half stuck in the pipe, is now being pulled into the pipe with all my strength. He gets thrown around, slapping from side to side. Hardly visible to the eyes anymore, but you can feel this unbridled power. My heart is pounding harder and harder. Exactly the feeling I need. The dildo is deep inside me. The balls push my sphincter apart and it pushes further and further. I feel the anal juice running underneath me. And I try to tame the tube of the vacuum cleaner. Drops of pleasure come out of my cock again and again and go into the sucker. In addition, there is the feeling that the suction is also traveling through my urethra and is already pulling the drops directly from the inside of my cockpit. I can't stand this much longer. Again and again I push my cock all the way into the tube so that it sucks onto the shaft and allows me to take a short breather. My whole body is tense. I feel the heat of the vacuum cleaner next to me.
Then I just can't handle it anymore. My upper body presses itself deep into the back of the sofa. And it bursts out of me. I can barely keep the pipe in the right position. I start to moan loudly, which mixes with the engine. My sperm shoots out through my urethra. Where the white juice quickly spread and migrates along the edge of the pipe towards the suction cup. A load shot out again and again. I gave the vacuum cleaner more and more for its services. As a result of the long evening, as much sperm had collected in me as would fit in my bladder. My whole body was seething and boiling. There were still one or two drops afterward. I slowly pulled my cock out of the tube, which now lay in front of me, throbbing red and covered in sperm. I briefly put the pipe on its side and push myself up with my hands. And release my dildo from me. As he slips out, I feel the gaping hole beneath me and some anal juice is still flowing out. I put the smeared dildo next to me and sat down again. And took a few deep breaths to calm my heart and body down a bit. Beneath me I feel the wetness of the load coming out of my hole. After giving my now exhausted cock a little break, I pulled off the cock ring, set the sucker back to half setting and leaned back. I pick up the handpiece again and close my eyes. I can find the way to my finished cock even with my eyes closed. I need a second orgasm. I moved the tube towards my semi-erect cock and it was immediately pulled back into the tube. I gasp, another shudder running through my body. My cock was burning after the evening. But the slight pain wasn't enough pain to stop. If anything, it encourages me even more to keep going and suck me to a second orgasm. The blood was sucked back into the cock and again, half awake and half ready, he dances in the pipe. This feeling is hard to describe. The smacking and slapping of the dirty cock in the pipe are simply beautiful sounds. I turn left to the control knob and slowly turn the power back up, which is rewarded with even more dancing. I hold the handle of the pipe firmly in my hand in the right position and enjoy it. It's a pleasure between the pain of having another orgasm after an orgasm and the lust for this long-lasting sucker. I push a little more to get something out of my bladder, a few drops found their way, but it is simply sucked completely empty. I push myself further into the backrest and lift my buttocks and let the suction work. Beneath me the juice from my hole. It didn't take much longer and I groaned again. A not quite as impulsive, but beautiful orgasm found its way through my body. A few drops of sperm found their way into the teat. Sweating, I turn the vacuum cleaner back to half power and let my cock wiggle for a moment before I press the off switch after a long day of work. As the engine slowly fell silent, my cock slipped out of the pipe and lay back in front of me. Grinning and relieved with satisfaction, I look at the finished part that was in front of me. Smeared with juice, red veins and dark red glans. I put my feet on the table in front of me. My black-painted nails glow in the light of the television, on which the actors had already finished their work and only the still image flickered. And I took my cock in my hand and stroked it. I don't know what was cooking more, the vacuum cleaner or my finished cock in my hand. He was pumping and hot. With a few final twitches I wanted to say thank you. Grinning and satisfied, I stroke him and close my eyes contentedly and look forward to the next time.
I hope you enjoyed this little story. Maybe I could inspire some people a little. And those who know the feeling know exactly what I wrote. ? Have fun until next time. See you
Annoyed, I put the guitar next to me on the sofa. Nothing wanted to work properly again today. I was in the process of learning some new power cords, but my fingers weren't really up for it. Either the right hand didn't hit the right strings when strumming, or the left hand didn't want to hit the right notes quickly enough.
My cat lay next to me and chilled out his life. I was surprised that he was still lying next to me, given the off-key sounds I was making on the guitar. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. I stroked him a little, which of course he enjoyed very much and sat on the sofa for a while longer, stretching out all his paws. He didn't really want to go out and explore the world today, which wasn't surprising since it was another foggy, gray day in November. The temperatures were slowly approaching freezing point and the sun hadn't been seen for a few days. So I did as the hangover did and stayed in the house most of the time. One advantage is that you get to do things where you had less time in the summer. And that also meant picking up the guitar again and practicing a little.
Late afternoon has slowly arrived and I get up from the sofa. Of course, the cat is immediately happy, because in most cases this is a sign that it's time to eat. I walked with him towards the kitchen and filled his bowl, which he then audibly began to empty. I looked out the window, the trees had already lost all their leaves, some of what the wind hadn't carried away was still spread out in the garden, forming a blanket of leaves in all colors, no longer quite green meadow and muddy brown ground.
I'll also make myself a few breads first because my stomach is already rumbling a little. Today I don't feel like cooking, which I actually enjoy doing. And I'm hungry now and not just after extensive cooking. We also browse the internet a bit to see what new videos and reports have appeared. I'm glad that a few favorites have uploaded new content again. I envy what some people are able to immerse themselves in, something that I still sometimes find difficult despite long practice. And I also decide to practice something in the evening.
But before the evening can arrive, the household still has to be taken care of. It's no fun to return to the sensual world when there's dirt and clutter next to it. So I first put the dishes in the dishwasher and clean the kitchen. At the same time, I shout over to Google to turn on the radio. There are of course my obligatory stations with fine rock music. I also listen to other music, but the guitar simply gives me life energy back and keeps me alive. I push all the crumbs from the kitchen counter and other rubbish towards the floor. The vacuum cleaner must be used correctly before it is perhaps used for purposes other than its intended purpose. But is it really misused, I wonder. It doesn't say anywhere what he can actually vacuum. I get the vacuum cleaner from its place, plug it in and march through the apartment with it. The previous crumbs and the like create a nice clacking and slight rattling in the pipe. In my mind I imagine going through nature with it and pushing it to the limit.
When I get to the bedroom I find a few discarded socks. What's really convenient for me is that I left them there. Probably just knowing that I'll still need them. So brush off the pipe and off you go. After a pop and a wiggle from the hose, the first sock was gone in less than a second. Actually, unfortunately, much too fast. And I went to the second sock, which was also swallowed by the greedy sucker in less than a second. I can already feel the slight pressure in my pants, which is no wonder. And I remember my *****hood, when I was allowed to work with this device for the first time and got to know the greediness of sucking. I think there was little housework that I enjoyed doing as much as this. Unfortunately, I lifted the tube over the last sock and let it disappear with a smack. I turned off the vacuum and set it on its side. The housework is done for today and the evening or darkness has now arrived. But it hasn't gotten much darker now. From the gray soup outside all day and now didn't really make a difference.
I sat back on the sofa and put my feet on the table and thought about how I should start the evening. My eyes fell on my feet. As someone who has always been barefoot, I am naturally sockless. I can no longer wear shoes except when I'm working. I look at my shiny toe ring, on my toes, which are unfortunately no longer really tanned. I have well-groomed feet, but my nails would also appreciate a little color. So I quickly go to the bathroom and get my toe spreaders and my black nail polish. When I came back, I put my toes in the spreaders and got to work applying the paint, which was done quite quickly despite my care and put my legs back on the table to dry. Satisfied admire my work. When I do it, I usually use the color black. The light from the ceiling lamp is reflected on the paint. It just looks nicer than blown nails. Your feet also deserve care.
I go back into the bathroom. On the way I drop my clothes in the bedroom. It's now time to really let the evening settle in, and that includes feeling free without clothes. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, but you just feel comfortable without them. I stroke my cock, enjoying the tingling feeling across the skin. Now take a shower before I get to the enjoyable part of the evening.
I get into the bathtub and turn on the water and let it run over my body. What a blessing. I could often just stand there for hours. After long, relaxing, soothing minutes, I throw a good load of shampoo on myself and massage it all over my body. The scent hits my nose and stimulates my happiness receptors even more. After rinsing off, I grab my razor. You just can't **** a smooth feeling on your skin. Having my cock in your hand just feels better when there are no pricking hairs in the way. It's always such an annoying job with the eggs and you have to make sure you get them all. It often feels like you can go over it so many times and at the end there is still a hair standing somehow. Now that I've finally done that and everything is smooth, comes the final part of the cleaning. My fun hole also wants to be clean. I unscrew the shower head from the hose, set the temperature to almost hot and turn the water back to full. It can clean me well in a large jet. I love it when the water rushes into me. I direct the hose to my hole, which is of course quickly torn open by the full pressure of the water and the jet finds its way inside me. I breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy it. A nice feeling to be washed from the inside. At the same time, the water that no longer fits into the intestine flows back out alongside the water that is making its way in. I now slowly push the hose inside me and squeeze my hole. Of course, the masses of water fill my insides quite quickly and I push it out again as quickly as it came in. I do this for a few minutes until my hole is slowly exhausted and can hardly hold any more water. I feel the cleanliness inside me and turn the water off again. Squeeze the last of the water out of my intestines and get out of the shower satisfied. Without colonic irrigation, showering just doesn't feel complete.
I dry myself off and run my hand over my cock, enjoying the feeling of smooth skin. I look down and my black nails sparkling in the light make me want more. I grab my always ready cock ring and put it over my cock and balls and put it in the right place.
I walk through the apartment and close the blinds. It doesn't bother me if someone sees me naked. But letting me watch my games just creates unnecessary chatter in the neighborhood. It's enough to hear the sounds that sometimes come from my house. I fall back onto the sofa, turn on the television and switch through the channels. I'm stuck with the latest news, but I'll soon turn it off again by switching to other channels. No more annoying news today. Since it became clear to me again quite quickly that there was nothing clever on free TV, I started any film from my collection. It is of course clear that this includes FSK 18 and naked skin.
I open my laptop and while it boots up, I go into the kitchen and grab an evening beer from the fridge. It can be a beer or two on a cozy evening.
Back on the sofa, I browse the Internet of my favorites and see if anyone has uploaded new sucking videos. Which is where I happily found what I was looking for. In addition to a few sips of beer, I enjoy the long labia fluttering on my screen in the airflow from the vacuum cleaner. In front of me on the television, beautiful actors are sinking their latest powerful dildos into their holes. Her holes smack with every movement, which is no wonder given the huge size of the dildos moving in and out. Every now and then they are taken out and you have a wonderful view of the inside of their wide open holes. Plus the beautiful red of her prolapse, which is pushed far out and the shiny intestinal juice runs out. A wonderful sight, plus the greed of the sucker on my laptop screen trying to eat everything. Every drop that runs along the labia is quickly transported inside. In the end, the actor has a huge orgasm with a squirt and the huge load is sucked up inaudibly until the last drop has disappeared. And the pretty, stimulating actress, exhausted and happy, places the pipe next to her and strokes her now red and slightly swollen vagina.
Of course, when I saw this, my cock started to work on its own and lengthened. The cock ring presses into the skin of my balls and makes them swell nice and thick. The blood in my cock has flowed to the glans, which is now in my fingers and I massage it. The bulging glans naturally gives a wonderful feeling. The more I massage and knead it, the more it fills up.
I go into the bedroom and get my first toy. At first it's just a vibrator, but there's nothing nicer than massaging your glans and feeling the vibration inside. I quickly wet the egg and it disappeared inside me. I turn it on and sit back on my sofa and enjoy the buzzing inside me. I continue to massage myself and have to be careful that I only go to the limit and don't cum right away. That comes at the very end, because I want to be on the verge of cumming for some time. The pressure of cumming straight away and massaging the cock up to this point again and again makes my glans become very red in the long run. The veins are visibly bulging along my cock and the now very tight ring prevents the blood from flowing back. I stretch my legs far in front of me, once again looking at my black nails. I continue to massage my glans with my hand and enjoy the content on my television. An actress is currently lubricating her hands and slowly pushing them into the hole in her ass. It is absorbed almost effortlessly and slides into the inside via the sphincter with an audible moan of pleasure. With slow and ever-increasing movements, she massages the hole of her partner, who greedily continues to push her butt towards her, trying to slide deeper and deeper into her. Of course, this wish is fulfilled and soon almost the entire forearm up to the elbow is inside her. The sphincter has now taken on a dark red color and wraps itself around the arm.
I enjoy this view for a while and my glans is now throbbing violently. Every now and then a small drop of my juice comes out of the hole and moistens my glans, allowing it to slip and knead so smoothly through my fingers. The vibrator inside me hums with pleasure and I keep squeezing my hole to feel the vibration even more.
The beer is now slowly completely emptied. The pressure from my cock, which has been on the verge of cumming for a long time, is now noticeable in the pressure of my bladder. The few bottles of water spread throughout the day and now the beer force me to go to the toilet more often and just like now, so slowly. And I now decide to take a break from massaging the glans. But all of this is certainly not without an ulterior motive. The juice in me is of course not given away. It's about time that the vacuum cleaner that's been waiting for me can finally get to work.
I take it out of its place with the transparent tube already provided next door and place it next to the sofa so that I can make myself comfortable on the sofa again after plugging it into the socket. I remove the metal tube from the handpiece, put on my transparent tube and put it next to me.
A new actress has now joined TV. She lies with her head under the woman who is still being fisted and enjoys licking the juice from the pussy that is floating above her. The sphincter, which has now been worked on for a long time, moves back and forth with the movements of the arm, reddened, drooling and dripping. She lets her very wet orgasms run over the woman lying beneath her and her face. Whatever she doesn't manage to swallow in time runs down the sides of her mouth and leaves a shiny, wet film behind.
Now I've slowly reached a point where my bladder wants to empty itself with a lot of pressure. I sit down with my legs slightly bent away from me. To make room for the pipe, which I now grab so I can finally turn on the vacuum cleaner and feel it. I quickly set the suction power to medium so that I can control it more easily. With a lot of pressure on the bladder, the cock is still hard with joy, the cock ring has already pressed itself deep into the skin, which can now slowly suck the juice out of my bladder with more squeezing and exploding throughout the entire cock. I lift the end piece in front of my glans and, despite being several centimeters away, notice the suction power of the greedy sucker. The moment I was most looking forward to the evening. The red, throbbing glans pulls towards the pipe and wants to be devoured, where I soon obliged. When the tube was placed over my glans, half of my cock was sucked into it by the force of the suction. I groaned, my joy was obvious. Half the tail in the tube danced in the airflow and I had to be careful that I held the tube correctly. So that the greedy sucker didn't get to eat my entire cock straight away. He can still have enough fun today. But first my bladder had to and wanted to be emptied. Which soon happened. My cock was still dancing wildly in the tube and the first drops of juice were coming out of it. More and more of it came out of me and the juice slid along the edge of the tube into the inside of the teat. Simply a wonderful feeling to have my juice sucked out and the soothing feeling of my cock dancing in the airflow. A hopefully never-ending feeling. But my bladder is still plenty full and I can enjoy this combination. It took my bladder at least two minutes to empty completely and every drop disappeared with an audible slurp inside the teat until the last drop was gone. I grin at this blessing and pulled the tube from my cock and placed it next to me and turned off the vacuum. My glans was now throbbing even redder and shinier. I took it in my fingers again and squeezed it a little. She is already very irritated from the evening so far and reacts to the further massage and stimulation with strong, explosive feelings.
I let go of my cock and went to the fridge to get my second beer of the evening. On the way there, I grabbed a water bottle and took a few deep sips. By now I had a dry throat again and of course my bladder wanted to be filled again quickly. Of course I would like to suck my juice again today. The evening is still young and my cock still wants to have some fun. I placed the beer bottle and water bottle on the coffee table. The egg, which is still vibrating inside me, now has a break for the day and I squeeze it out of me and catch it with my hand. In the light of the television, you could see the shiny egg covered in my anal juice, which I put on the side with a grin. It's a strange, empty feeling when after a long time there's nothing inside me and the vibrating has stopped. But that's about to change again and before I make myself comfortable on the sofa again, I'm going to get one of my favorite dildos. One in the shape of a 30cm cock, thick veins on the side and a pronounced glans on top where the thickest part was seven centimeters in diameter. After a few short attempts, I now manage to sink this dildo deep into myself until the simulated balls come into contact.
I put another towel on the sofa so as not to smear the mess everywhere and sit cross-legged on it. Actually my favorite sitting position. On the TV the women are still busy and are now busting their assholes to the fullest. From one arm there are now two that are stuck in her. Penetration is very visible at the sphincter. Dark red mixed with dark blue, he pushes himself back and forth with the movements of penetration. The buttocks, smeared with anal juice, were glistening and the third woman was standing in front of the lucky woman's face, holding out her pussy so that it could be licked. She also tried again and again to squirt the remaining juice from her bladder into her face, which, combined with juice from her pussy, dripped down her chin in long threads.
Today I too would like to slowly feel this fullness inside me and took my dildo, which I immediately covered with a load of lubricant. I raise myself a little and place it under my sphincter and slowly lower myself again until I feel the tip of the glans press against my hole. I take a few deep breaths with joy and sit down slowly. I notice how the head of the dildo makes its way inwards and opens my hole wider and wider. A nice feeling to blow your hole. The glans continues to find its way and I notice how I have reached the thickest part. Which I immediately overcome with a deep groan and relief at finally being filled. He slides deeper and deeper into me until I was sitting cross-legged on the balls of the dildo and he completely filled my intestines. I move a little more and let him work inside me.
I take another deep sip from the two bottles in front of me and look for a video from the media library on the laptop. Of course, I quickly found the right video and in front of me on the screen a good-looking lady with a naked body slowly began to suck her body from top to bottom with the suction device. Her nipples on her beautiful breasts showed their full length and her long labia were looking forward to finally being sucked.
The dildo inside me nestled in my intestines and I leaned back, took the handle of my vacuum cleaner in my hand again and pressed the power button and the vacuum cleaner started up with joy. Due to the long time I've had my cock ring in a tight fit, my cock has now become darker due to the blood congestion. The veins push outwards and the glans shines red in the light of the television in front of me. I lean back further and slowly guide the tube back to my glans, which was immediately pulled back towards the sucker. A few drops of pleasure escaped from my glans, which immediately disappeared inside the sucker. I slowly guide the tube towards my cock until the glans is in the tube. He immediately starts dancing and I let him continue into the pipe. He swirls around wildly and makes me shudder with a pleasurable feeling. That's exactly what I need. This wild dance in the tube, the beautiful feeling of stimulation, the insatiable sucking and devouring everything. Every bodily fluid that escapes is devoured as long as I want and feel completely empty from the inside. I stick my cock deep into the pipe until it sucks on the shaft and the resulting vacuum pulls it to its full length. The engine revs and I leave it suctioned for a while. I lean back again, enjoy the feeling and move my buttocks so that the dildo in my hole can massage me inside a little more. My sphincter is now so relaxed and open that I can feel my anal juice coming out and the dildos running down my balls. I'm also watching what the young lady is doing on the laptop screen, who is now working on her already throbbing clitoris and making any juice that comes out disappear into the tube. I pull the sucked-in tube a little away from my shaft so that the vacuum cleaner can take a breather and get some air. Due to the following stream of air, he immediately starts dancing again. I move the pipe back and forth, creating a change in dancing from fast to slow. I have to control myself very hard not to squirt straight into the pipe. I want to have this feeling for a little longer until my ******* can escape. I press a little to see and hope that there is some golden juice in my bladder. Because of the violent dancing of the cock, the dildo filling me and the cock ring, it's not that easy. But I slowly notice how the juice is slowly moving through my penis towards the exit, and I can already see the first drops coming out, which slowly migrate along the edge of the tube into the inside of the teat. I continue to press, causing even more juice to come out of my sphincter. And I have the feeling that by opening my hole further and further, the entire dildo including my balls will soon slide into me. Finally the first part of the contents of my bladder has reached my glans and I can empty the next contents into my voracious sucker. More and more juice comes out of my cock and is sucked up with grateful slurping sounds. I hope again that this awesome feeling never ends. I want to give every drop to him for his tireless work.
Through the transparent tube I can admire my dancing cock, which is already slightly swollen from the long penetration. Covered with thick veins, it has taken on a beautiful dark color. He slaps through the tube, my foreskin has now become longer and slaps from one side to the other side of the tube below the red glans. The tail moves so quickly in the pipe that you can no longer follow it with your eyes. The throbbing feeling gets stronger and stronger and the orgasm is on the horizon, which can hardly be stopped.
Now it's about time. I reached for the vacuum regulator and turned it up to three quarters of the power and then immediately to full power. The engine gave its best, which you could also hear in the volume. My dancing cock, which is half stuck in the pipe, is now being pulled into the pipe with all my strength. He gets thrown around, slapping from side to side. Hardly visible to the eyes anymore, but you can feel this unbridled power. My heart is pounding harder and harder. Exactly the feeling I need. The dildo is deep inside me. The balls push my sphincter apart and it pushes further and further. I feel the anal juice running underneath me. And I try to tame the tube of the vacuum cleaner. Drops of pleasure come out of my cock again and again and go into the sucker. In addition, there is the feeling that the suction is also traveling through my urethra and is already pulling the drops directly from the inside of my cockpit. I can't stand this much longer. Again and again I push my cock all the way into the tube so that it sucks onto the shaft and allows me to take a short breather. My whole body is tense. I feel the heat of the vacuum cleaner next to me.
Then I just can't handle it anymore. My upper body presses itself deep into the back of the sofa. And it bursts out of me. I can barely keep the pipe in the right position. I start to moan loudly, which mixes with the engine. My sperm shoots out through my urethra. Where the white juice quickly spread and migrates along the edge of the pipe towards the suction cup. A load shot out again and again. I gave the vacuum cleaner more and more for its services. As a result of the long evening, as much sperm had collected in me as would fit in my bladder. My whole body was seething and boiling. There were still one or two drops afterward. I slowly pulled my cock out of the tube, which now lay in front of me, throbbing red and covered in sperm. I briefly put the pipe on its side and push myself up with my hands. And release my dildo from me. As he slips out, I feel the gaping hole beneath me and some anal juice is still flowing out. I put the smeared dildo next to me and sat down again. And took a few deep breaths to calm my heart and body down a bit. Beneath me I feel the wetness of the load coming out of my hole. After giving my now exhausted cock a little break, I pulled off the cock ring, set the sucker back to half setting and leaned back. I pick up the handpiece again and close my eyes. I can find the way to my finished cock even with my eyes closed. I need a second orgasm. I moved the tube towards my semi-erect cock and it was immediately pulled back into the tube. I gasp, another shudder running through my body. My cock was burning after the evening. But the slight pain wasn't enough pain to stop. If anything, it encourages me even more to keep going and suck me to a second orgasm. The blood was sucked back into the cock and again, half awake and half ready, he dances in the pipe. This feeling is hard to describe. The smacking and slapping of the dirty cock in the pipe are simply beautiful sounds. I turn left to the control knob and slowly turn the power back up, which is rewarded with even more dancing. I hold the handle of the pipe firmly in my hand in the right position and enjoy it. It's a pleasure between the pain of having another orgasm after an orgasm and the lust for this long-lasting sucker. I push a little more to get something out of my bladder, a few drops found their way, but it is simply sucked completely empty. I push myself further into the backrest and lift my buttocks and let the suction work. Beneath me the juice from my hole. It didn't take much longer and I groaned again. A not quite as impulsive, but beautiful orgasm found its way through my body. A few drops of sperm found their way into the teat. Sweating, I turn the vacuum cleaner back to half power and let my cock wiggle for a moment before I press the off switch after a long day of work. As the engine slowly fell silent, my cock slipped out of the pipe and lay back in front of me. Grinning and relieved with satisfaction, I look at the finished part that was in front of me. Smeared with juice, red veins and dark red glans. I put my feet on the table in front of me. My black-painted nails glow in the light of the television, on which the actors had already finished their work and only the still image flickered. And I took my cock in my hand and stroked it. I don't know what was cooking more, the vacuum cleaner or my finished cock in my hand. He was pumping and hot. With a few final twitches I wanted to say thank you. Grinning and satisfied, I stroke him and close my eyes contentedly and look forward to the next time.
I hope you enjoyed this little story. Maybe I could inspire some people a little. And those who know the feeling know exactly what I wrote. ? Have fun until next time. See you
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