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The time stopped. There were just Bryan and me in a cottage located on a stranded island in the Indian Ocean. As he kept thrusting into me, I was caressing his back and feeling how the tropical heat and sex start to make us sweat, making his silky skin shine.

"Do you like it?" he asked me, whispering in my ear.

"I love it. Don't stop, please," I breathlessly replied.

I could see his eyes sparkling as he was moaning softly. I crossed my legs around his waist and exerted a slight pressure to my left side; we turned around while he remained inside me. I was still for a few seconds, feeling his penis and placed my hands over his firm chest. I gently lean over him until our lips touched as I whispered, "I want you to make me scream."

He grinned, grabbed my ass cheeks, and resumed the thrusting. With my hands over his chest, I pushed myself up, arching my back and letting his dick go deeper.

The pleasure intensified. I could hardly moan; I was out of breath as Bryan was thrusting harder and faster.

"Oh, fuck!" I screamed when I was able to take a puff of air. I could feel that Bryan was becoming rougher at each moan and scream, yet with gentleness.

He pulled his penis out and said, "Let's go over there, handsome," looking at a wooden desktop opposite the bed. I stood up without hesitating, grabbed his hand, and went next to the desk. I was not sure what he wanted to do, but I did not care.

With my hands placed around his neck, he was gently kissing my neck and caressing my back and ass. He suddenly lifted me, so I was resting over the desktop, as he touched my thighs while kissing me. I grabbed his dick with my right hand; I could feel his heartbeats; his penis was hard rock. He drew it near my ass until it was touching my hole. I cannot forget that mesmerizing feeling when his colossal dick began to penetrate my ass, slowly, feeling the warmth.

I felt every centimeter going inside me. I could not articulate a word. I was out of breath. Bryan was looking into my eyes, grinning, releasing soft moans as he thrust into me. After a few minutes, he was vigorously fucking me over the desktop, my back leaning on the wall, my legs upwards and open, his muscled body between my thighs, the pressure of his hands on my hips to keep me steady. From that position, I could see his cock going outside and back inside. 'How can that huge dick fit inside my tight ass!?' I could only think.

The heat in the cottage started to intensify, and we were soaking wet. Bryan moved me down the desk and turned me around. I leaned over as he kneeled behind me. I did not know what was happening, but I was extremely horny. I suddenly felt Bryan's tongue in my ass.

"Oh, God!" I screamed out loud. My body was thrilled. He stood up after a few minutes, placed his penis between my ass cheeks, and slowly moved it up and down; the sweat made it slippery. I could not move as I was trembling out of pleasure; I wanted him back inside me.

As he was thrusting me from behind, Bryan became more energetic. His moaning was louder, which intensified my stimulation. The situation escalated. He was fucking me hard; my legs were shaking. He placed one hand around my waist, reaching my penis as he started to beat it, the other one over my chest, as cuddling me from behind. It was the first time in thirty-two years that I was not in control. I had a muscled man, taller than me, bending me over, and penetrating my ass with a penis much more prominent than mine, and it felt good!

I was exhausted; my legs could not stop shaking. I was struggling to avoid cumming as I did not want it to end, and I said, "If you keep going, I'm going to cum!"

Bryan stopped thrusting as he slowly pulled his penis out. I turned around, resting over the desktop, and trying to take my breath back. He was standing there, heavily breathing, covered in sweat, sculptural, symmetric muscles, a huge dick asking for more. Every second I was standing in front of him, and looking at that divine body made me desire him even more.

I stepped forward, rested my hands over his body, and gently pushed him back to bed. He sat down at the edge as I reached the hand cream, pouring some in my hand. I grabbed his penis while sitting on it, facing him, and placing the tip on my hole. I was kneeling as I rested my body over his dick, letting it penetrate me until I was fully seated—my hands behind his neck, his hard rock penis inside me. I started moving my ass, drawing circles, up and down, forward and backward. Bryan moaned, and I sped the rhythm up. I felt as my heart was going to escape my chest, I could not even speak English anymore. I was shouting in Spanish, "Oh, my God! Please, go on! Harder!"

Bryan suddenly picked me up and turned around. I was then lying down in bed, and he was standing between my legs as he grabbed my wrists with one hand over my head and the other one beating my penis. He started thrusting hard; I could hear his balls hitting my ass. It was a mixed feeling between pleasure and aching as I could feel his dick deep inside me. I could not hold it anymore.

"Harder!" I shouted. His moaning became shouts of pleasure, and it made me cum. I felt all falling over my body.

I pressed my legs against his hips to make him stop as I was exhausted. He leaned over and gently kissed me. We stood there for a couple of minutes, caressing each other. 

"Do you want to have a shower?" Bryan said.

"I'd love it," I replied, trying to recover my breath.

We stepped into the shower together. Bryan was gently lathering me, and his penis was getting hard again as I realized I should be grateful for all the pleasure he had just given me. I washed all his body and slowly moved my hands to his penis as I started kneeling in front of him. I started licking the tip of his cock while softly beating it with my hand. After a few seconds, I was sucking it as deep as I could. He leaned back over the wall of the shower, his hands on the back of my head. I kept sucking his dick as his breathing sped up. I put my other hand between his ass cheeks and the tip of my middle finger inside his ass. Bryan moaned out loud as his body was twitching.

"I'm cumming!" he shouted.

As I was pulling his dick out of my mouth, I suddenly felt a massive quantity of warm and dense liquid splashing on my face and mouth. He cummed on my face! I was gasping and trying to slow down his breathing. I stood up and gently kissed him. 

Bryan had a look of pleasure; his eyes were sparkling, and I felt terrific about my contribution to it. We slept together that night.

I had never had such an experience. After five months, I still dream about that night. Writing it down has brought back even the most trivial detail of that dreamy man.