Inside I was glowing with intense satisfaction and felt better than at any time in my life. I felt I had finally arrived.Chapter 6. The Realization.Go...ng back to a home and work life after my sessions with Steve and Peter was difficult. I had experienced so much and left me a changed man. I was sullen and morose at both work and home. I became uncommunicative; there were suggestions I was or was becoming depressed and should consult a doctor; I knew exactly why I was as I was.Then at work one. In fact, if they were married, they were experienced and all, and they were willing to bend over for my dick if we were super discreet and stayed out of trouble.My aunt Rosa was a schoolteacher down at Lincoln High and I had done her anally a couple of times just because she was needing it badly, and I was always around for her to fool with on a lonely Saturday night. She had a lot of married white female teachers in her circle and that was how I met a lot of them sort of on the sly with a. I'd really missed cock. He asked me could he slap my face with it, i thought this was weird but at this point i was so horny i didn't really care so said yeah. It actually felt really nice, probably because i just wanted to feel his cock on me. I can't remember everything we did that day, but i do remember him licking me out and saying i tasted good and how he couldn't wait to fuck me. So he got out his condoms, we had trouble getting it on (had been years since i used one lol) and he laid me. "Lick now! Lick now!"He certainly had a way with words.I muttered, "A simple 'Go ahead' would suffice."I moved my face forwards towards his buttocks and sniffed at them with some trepidation. Like his cock, his backside was robustly odorous, although I suspected that most of the intensely pungent scent I could smell was coming from the well-worn seat of his underwear. Encouraged, I leaned in further towards him and sniffed more closely at his thickly forested arse-crack. Its smell was strong.