Stan Jones, #9, All American football star. Starting quarterback for his D1 team, team captain. I absolutely could have had the Heisman this year, and as a freshman no less! But we just couldn’t come up with the win against our in-state rivals. One stupid mistake at the end of the game, and it cost me that and our team a birth into the national championship playoffs. It’ll make us all work harder next year, and we’ll be going into the Cotton Bowl hungry.
I’ve been working out and training hard in the lull between our conference championship and the New Years game, ironing out every potential flaw I might carry forward. Pretty confident, and ready to lead the team to victory! My best friend and backup quarterback, Brent has found a good party for us to go to tonight, and I’m ready to let loose. In more ways than one.
I’ve been edging myself for almost a week. I heard that more testosterone would make me more competitive, but I’m beginning to notice some issues. I’m more aggressive, which is probably good, but I’m also getting a bit short tempered. Shouldn’t be too hard for me to find someone to unload into. The thought of it causes a bit of growth below the belt even now, if you know what I mean.
I’ve noticed Brent’s girlfriend, Angie, around here more often. She’s super hot, and I’d totally hit that if she wasn’t with him. She might’ve even been in my mind once or twice this week, and also before when I’ve actually finished. I’ve even found myself thinking of her when I’m plowing someone else. She has a tight body – firm legs and a round ass (no doubt to the squats I’ve seen her do in the gym), sexy muscles over her midsection, silky auburn hair, and beautiful hazel eyes. With all the working out she does I have no idea how she is able to maintain the size of her tremendous tits, but they’re godly! I’ve caught myself staring at her as she watches Brent practice, and I’m sure she has too. I could swear she keeps glancing at me, and Waldron, our massive center, told me he saw her coming out of my room one night. He thought we were in there together, but I let him know that I was unfortunately not.
I get ready for yet another workout, ratty pair of shorts and a grungy shirt. No need sweating through some good clothes in a gym for the school’s athletes. As I’m about to throw my shoes on my phone chimes with a text message. Angie’s name is above the notification, and I read it a bit confused. She’s never gotten in touch with me directly before?
“Could you help me with a quick workout?”. I wait for a bit, letting some time tick by before responding. I don’t want to appear too enthusiastic, but the thought of her in her typical yoga pants and sports bra has me at full attention. “I’d be happy to. Come over anytime.” Played it super cool. Guess I should shower and wear something a bit nicer. I snag a towel and some smoother shorts, and head for the bathroom.
My cock is hard the whole time I’m in there. I’m not one to rub one out in a community shower, but the desire for release is almost unbearable. Maybe this whole thing was a bad idea. I’d have a hard time keeping my hands off Angie in the best of times, let alone after building up for so long, and with us both exercising and sweating. Alone. I think of Angie, her skin shining in sweat, breasts bouncing as she runs, and realize I’ve begun stroking myself. I try snapping out of it, finish with the shower and dry off. I think of all the unsexy things I can as I put my shorts on, and wait until I’m no longer noticeably hard before heading back to my room.
My nicer tank top is already on my bed, and I put it on quickly. I lay back and take some deep breaths before stepping into my shoes. It takes longer than usual to get the laces tied, my fingers keep fidgeting. Really hope that doesn’t continue into the postseason. Finally I’m ready to go downstairs and wait for her to come over. Maybe a solid workout is all I need to get everything together.
She’s already here. I see her coming through the door as I walk down the stairs. Her hair is pulled back in a sexy ponytail, and she’s wearing a matching pink sports bra and yoga pants. They look like they’re a couple of sizes too small, the way they’re stretching to contain her amazing curves. Her breasts are pressing firmly against the fabric, and I feel a stirring in my pants again. Hopefully the bagginess of my shorts won’t betray me.
“Could we talk?” she asks quietly, glancing around the entry of the house. No one is around, so I quickly reply, “Sure, what’s up?”
“In your room,” she suggests. The request stops me in my tracks, but I can’t help but perk up a bit. I guide her up the stairs, and into my room. She looks at all the football and movie memorabilia decorating my walls and desk. She looks at my game ball, which I got after winning my high school’s fourth consecutive championship, sitting on my desk. “What’s up?” I ask, closing the door as I enter.
She looks into my eyes, but then her focus drifts down my body. My thick arms cross my chest, making my pecs bulge a bit. My shirt conceals the chiseled abs I’ve worked hard to gain. I hope she can’t see my growing bulge through my shorts, but only half-heartedly. My strong leg muscles tense and release subconsciously, nerves building.
She bites her lip in a seductive manner, “I was hoping you could help…” then glances at my bed, “stretch me out?”
My eyebrows raise noticeably at her bluntness, cheeks undoubtedly reddening. “You’re my best friend’s girlfriend. I don’t think I could-”
She closes the distance between us, cutting me off as she grasps my hardening shaft through my shorts. My breath catches in my chest, looking into her beautiful eyes. She leans up, her body pressing into mine and whispers, “I want you.”
My lust seizes control, and an arm reaches up. I grab her by the back of her head, her ponytail draping around the skin of my hand, and kiss her passionately. I let my other hand circle around and grope at her tight ass. She opens her mouth against mine, and my tongue plunges forward without resistance. Her tongue is there to greet mine, and they slide together between our wet kiss. I moan into her mouth as I feel her hand work its way under my shorts, exploring my hardening member. She moans back into me as her hand slowly works down and then back up my thickness.
I push away, ready for so much more. She looks longingly into my eyes, but right before I toss her onto my bed for a more intimate workout than I ever expected she sinks to her knees. Her mouth drops wide as she pulls my shorts down and sees what I’m packing. My nine inch cock springs free, thick, spongy head bobbing at her nose. My most impressive feature, according to all the women I’ve pleasured, is my thickness. One of my previous girlfriends gleefully measured it before one of our countless experiences, and found it had an eight inch circumference. The head is thicker, mushrooming out at the end.
I’m already leaking precum as she grips the base of my cock firmly. She looks amazed as her fingers struggle to meet her thumb as they wrap around. She angles my cock down a bit and licks at the tip, cleaning my pre away. Her tongue glides around the head and down the shaft, then back up the underside of my meaty rod. A moan pushes its way from me, then her mouth opens wide and she tries to take me inside. Her head falls forward, and she struggles to get me in. She pulls back slightly, gets my cock slicker with her wet tongue, and tries to inhale me again. I put a hand behind her head and help. My cock slides slowly in, her cheeks bulge around my thickness. Her tongue tries slipping around under the progressing member, but has no room with my cock apparently filling her mouth. She tries rocking her head around, but it quickly becomes obvious that she’s struggling. Her hand jacks up and down my shaft for a while, but I’m ready to see what’s under her skimpy gear.
I pull at her ponytail, my cock emerging from her mouth with a ‘pop.’ I guide her up to her feet, the tug down with her soft hair still in my grasp. Her head leans back, revealing her lickable throat, the veins in her neck pulsing hard. My lips find their way to her tender skin, kissing and nibbling at her neck. She giggles and moans at my touch, then falls back onto my bed. I hadn’t even realized we were moving, but not gonna argue. I’ve even worked out of my shoes and shorts along the way. She sits up and I grab the bottom of her bra. Her arms rise above her head as I release her from its tight confines. Her breasts swing free on her chest as she leans forward, tongue stroking my erection.
I push her back, laying her flat on my bed. As I start pulling on her pants she raises her butt. They come off with a bit of difficulty, her breasts jiggling with the effort. They finally come free, over her shoes and onto the floor. I take off the shoe closest to my face and kiss my way up to her. My lips glide up her soft skin, and I find my face inches from her wet, pink center. I lick the flesh next to her flowering lips, then again on the opposite side. Against my intense desires, I kiss my way down her other leg, and remove her last shoe. I look at the naked beauty on my bed, cock twitching at the coming activity, and lower myself between her legs. My fingernails drag against her skin as I approach, gliding up her legs and into her inner thighs.
Her wetness sits before my face, dripping in anticipation. Her strong thighs are spread apart, opening her pussy to me. The delicious pink glimmers in the light, delicate lips framing her entrance. Her clitoris sits atop the wondrous sight, poking out slightly from the small hood. I glide a finger up one side of her labia, then push against her hooded clit and circle around it. My tongue touches her sensitive bud, then grinds down to the center. I push it against her, but her tightness holds me back. I spread her pussy gently with my fingers, and my tongue is able to sink into her. Her juices are more delicious than I could have imagined, her flower’s nectar coats my tongue and drips into my sucking mouth. A hand runs its fingers through my hair, and her moans fill the room. Her pussy gets suddenly juicier, thighs closing around my head as her body arches on the bed. Her moans rise, grip in my hair tightening, and I surge my tongue into her harder through her orgasm. The sweetness on my tongue makes me groan into her, her throbbing pussy in my mouth hugging my probing muscle. I pull back, face covered in her nectar and send a finger inside. Her pussy convulses around my digit, and I struggle to get the second one in. My hand turns as they both work their way into her, and I begin fingering her tightness, curling my fingers as my hand pulls, straightening as it pushes. Her whole body shakes, her arching beautifully. Her breasts roll in her movements, hardened nipples pointing outward on each. She curls up to me mid orgasm, and grasps my arm with both of her hands.
I decide to pull my fingers from their dripping confinement, savoring her tightness. Not wanting to appear too eager to fuck her, I bring my wet fingers up, licking her juices off them. I groan as my tongue laps up her nectar, “You taste good.” I hope it wasn’t too lame of me to say so, unable to get a read on her as she falls back into the sheets. My tank top comes up and over my head, then gets cast onto the floor. I take her legs in my hands, maneuvering her closer and around me. My body rises over hers, her pink pussy lips parted between her spread legs. My cock lines up at her opening, and I grip her outer thigh as I prepare to push inside. I place my other hand over the slight mound above her tightness, my thumb teasing her hardened clit. I press more and more firmly against her slit, her lips spreading tightly around my probing head. Just before it slips in, my cock pops away and slides up along her body. She moans softly at the sudden jolt, her lower body spasming around me. I pull back, holding my length against her as it slides down. Holding my cock in one hand, I line it up with her again. I wiggle it against her opening as I push forward, the pink lips once again stretched around the prodding tip. At last, my bulbous head enters fully into her. Slick, velvety walls squeeze around me tightly, making forward progress wonderfully difficult. Her mouth opens in an ‘O’ shape, but no sounds come out as I push steadily deeper into her. Her head falls back to the bed after seeing the penetration, and she breathes in sharply. Inch after inch presses into her, my cock wrapped in her inner warmth. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” is all I can say, my hands holding her thighs. Just before bottoming out I move my hands around between her butt and the sheets. Her ass feels amazing in my grasp, and I lift her up, my entire cock buried into her. I feel my heavy balls touch her ass behind her spread legs, and my cock twitches.
Fuck, I can’t come so quick, she’ll laugh at me and tell everyone I’m a half pump chump! “God, so tight and warm,” I say, holding her to me, trying to gain my composure. I rock my hips against hers, waiting for her to stretch around me. She moans deeply, her head turning to the side, tongue lolling out with some garbled sounds. I breathe steadily and lay her back onto the bed. My cock begins slipping out of her, and I have to clench up to keep from shooting my pent up load. I finally feel in control, bubbling orgasm slowly fading. I start sliding my hands up her toned body, fingers exploring every soft muscle as my cock slides slowly out. Only my thick head remains enveloped within her squeezing hole, and I grasp both of her cantaloupe sized breasts as I plunge my entire length back into her.
Her back arches against the mattress pressing her tits into my hands as she moans loudly at my sudden thrust. I begin squeezing her soft breasts, twisting her hard nipples as I begin pounding my hips against hers. She falls back into the bed, and I release the pinched nipples, enjoying the motion of her luscious globes rolling on her chest. With wet slapping and moaning in the air I lean forward, grasping a breast in my hand again. The nipple stands firmly atop her groped flesh, and my tongue eagerly pushes out to taste it. I circle the sensitive bumps of her darkened areola once, twice, then again. Her moaning elevates into a squeal of delight as my mouth envelopes her breast, lips suckling, tongue twirling. I feel a growing wetness between our interlocking bodies, and her tight hole constricts even more around my probing shaft. She spasms in crashing waves of pleasure under me, her body twisting and contorting against the bed. Her breasts push up into me as her back arches again, and I begin pumping into her harder and faster. Her pleasurable squealing turns into unrestricted screams of ecstasy, causing me to stop my motions into her. I bury my cock fully inside, her inner muscles holding me astonishingly tight. Her screams subside into shaky moans, chest heaving with each strained breath.
I have to hold mine and concentrate to keep my own orgasm at bay as her lubricated folds massage my manhood. Just a little longer, just a few more strokes and we can talk about where she wants to take it. I briefly consider letting loose and painting her insides with my seed. ‘I can’t do that, can I?’ I think, ‘I’m betraying my friend too much as it is, no way I’d be able to look him in the face, his girlfriend full of my cum…’ I lean in over her shaking body and kiss her. My tongue enters her mouth, savoring the wet softness of hers. She sucks at my tongue, and I begin slowly pulling my thick cock from her slick opening. Her pussy grips at me tightly, protesting the emptiness. My bulbous cock head emerges wetly and bobs in the cool air. One more touch and my throbbing cock would surely erupt. Perhaps that would be best, for my orgasm to happen now, as I’m getting off the bed. The nagging voice inside is still telling me to put an end to this, it’s wrong taking my friend’s girl. But another voice is urging me on, suggesting I pull her to the side of the bed, wrap her legs around me and fill her to the brim with my potent load. A compelling argument.
I grip her leg in one hand and guide her to the side of the bed. As her feet get to the edge I decide to turn her over, and pull her ass up. She keeps her head down, too exhausted to push herself up on all fours. Her arms are folded under her head, heavy breasts resting against the sheets. Her pink pussy waits in front of me, dripping in both her previous orgasm and desire. I step up, and position my fat mushroom head at her steaming entrance. I tease her for a moment just before entering, sliding my cock up and down her wetness. When I can’t wait any longer I push steadily in, one hand on her back between the dimples above her glorious ass. My thumb pushes softly at the hole between her cheeks, and watch mesmerized as her lips again spread around my meat as it disappears into her. My thumb works its way into her tight ass as my pace quickens. The juices flowing out of her soak my balls as they slap up against her clit, then drip down onto my sheets. Her moaning is musical as my thrusting makes her body shake against the bed, rising and falling in pitch. I bring my free hand down hard and fast against her jiggling ass, the contact ringing out along with a groan from her throat. I spank her again as my thumb gets buried to the hilt in her ass, wiggling against the tightness. ‘Maybe we can put something a bit bigger here later,’ I think, reveling in the sensations from both of her holes.
The wetness between our legs grows, her moaning converting to pleasurable screams, her hands gliding along the sheets by her head and gripping at the fabric. Her legs clench, feet with curled toes rising around me, and my thrusting motions become a bit more difficult into her constricting pussy. I surge deep into her climaxing folds, my buried thumb wriggling faster inside her ass, my free hand moving around to her front. My fingers search out her wetness, reach the hot lips around our joined organs, and begin rubbing along her quivering, penetrated opening. She cried out, a sudden shriek and harsh language erupting from her mouth. The sensations prove too much, and she begins falling away, her body riding up the bed. I follow her movement keeping both holes stuffed, clitoris teased as we go. She lays flat on the mattress, moaning and groaning into the sheets. I end up laying on top of her, hand beneath us firmly pressed between the bed and her pulsing pussy. Her body spasms under me at my touch, and she contorts again as I nibble at the softness of her neck. The continued massaging along my cock from her tensing, velvety walls make withholding my own orgasm more and more difficult, but I try harder and harder to postpone the inevitable.
I begin pulling my wet hand away from her warm lips, dragging it up along her pelvis, then under the firm skin and muscles over her womb. ‘If there’s no objection from her, this is where it’s all going,’ I think, suddenly excited at the idea of seeding my best friend’s girl. ‘And, why shouldn’t I,’ my thoughts continue as my hand pulls free, then plants next to the side of her breast. ‘It’s not like she’d be doing this if there was a chance she’d get pregnant, right?’ I push myself up, slowly pull my thumb free from her puckering ass, and work her legs between mine. Her already tight pussy feels even tighter with her quivering legs pressed together. No way I’ll be able to hold back for much longer, and I can’t help but groan as I firmly grasp her ass in both hands. I push against her and pull my hips back, then surge forward. My arms practically dribble her butt like a basketball as the pace increases, more obscenities flowing from her mouth. Her arms are under her, legs turning up behind me as my the intensifying feelings of my orgasm grow to dangerous levels. I look at the connection of our bodies between her cheeks, her pussy peeking out through her ass, tender pink flesh sucking at my reddening thickness as it pulls out, then plunges back in. ‘I should at least give her the opportunity of opting out,’ I think, one last strand of guilt holding tight.
“Shit, you’re gonna make me cum, where you want it baby?” Her body tenses noticeably, head rolling to the side. She moans with my movements on top of her, but voices no objection as the first jet of cum erupts from my cock. Rope after hot, sticky rope of semen ejects from my pulsing cock, deep inside her pussy. Her moans stop, but the sudden spasms rocking her body, tensing of muscles in her legs, and the constricting tightness around my throbbing shaft suggests her own climax has begun again. I press my pulsing meat as deep as it’ll go, and let her orgasming pussy milk every last drop out as what feels like a months’ worth of semen floods into her. Her head turns again, facing down and buries itself into the mattress. She groans in deep satisfaction through her climax. Her butt rises up into me as her back arches. My fingers graze along her skin, goosebumps forming along her flesh. I plant both hands back on her ass and push against her a few more times, the tightness around me draining the last bit of my essence into her.
Finally spent, I stop fucking into her and put both hands on her shoulders. My fingertips scratch down her back, then find their way along her sides and into the bed just above her hips. I see her ass ripple, legs quivering as I push up, pulling my slowly softening erection from her depths. Every inch of my cock has become post orgasm sensitive, her still convulsing pussy wrapping tight around me. My progress is again hindered at her entrance, this time by her tightening pussy straining at me from the inside. I pause at the sensation and wondrous sight of my cock head distorting her stretched pussy from within. I pull it slowly free with one hand, savoring the feel and sound of my cock wetly emerging from between her parted lips. I let my half erect cock fall between her spread cheeks, and playfully glide it along her tightest hole. A satisfied sigh escapes from my chest, and she repeats it against the sheets. I blow across her glistening back, and she shakes at the feeling.
“How was that?” I ask, unsure of what else to really say.
“Amazing,” is her reply, spoken into the mattress beneath her. I lay on my side next to her, and she angles her head to look at me. “I’ve never come so much, or so hard. Ever!”
I laugh a bit, “Ready for round two?” I ask, half jokingly.
Her eyes get wide at that, and she struggles a bit as she rolls over. She lays flat on her back, arms resting on the sheets at either side of her body. Her breasts roll softly atop her heaving chest as she breathes deeply. “I don’t know if I can,” she says, giggling at the thought.
“Five minutes?” I ask, less jokingly as my eyes work their way up her amazing body, then lock onto hers.
Her eyes were looking at my still slick cock, half hard and covered in a mixture of our juices. She bit her lip seductively, met my gaze and said, “Five minutes.”
I smile a bit too broadly at her, then get up and off the bed. I grab my discarded shorts, putting them back on as I reach for the door. ‘I should get some drinks after hitting the bathroom, she’s probably thirsty after all that,’ I think as I stroll into the hallway.
“Damn, someone scored a screamer!” A startlingly familiar voice calls out. I turn, trying to hide any emotion other than cool confidence as I turn and see Brent rushing up to me.
A half cough-half laugh squeaks from my mouth, “Yeah, she’s a good one. Can’t wait to get back in there.”
“Sounds like it, bud,” he shoots back. “Angie was like that early on, but not so much as we got used to each other. I tell you, the other chicks I’ve been bedding have so much more enthusiasm lately.”
“Maybe someone is lacking in a certain department?” I quip.
“Pfft, never had any complaints before, know what I mean?” he retorts, somewhat defensively.
“Yup,” is my only reply as I duck into the restroom. While relieving myself, I start panicking a bit. ‘What if Brent goes into my room for a peak at “the screamer?” What if he somehow recognized her sounds? What if he knew?’ I pull my shorts back up and rush back to my room. Waldron sees me at the halfway mark.
“Where’s the fire?” our massive center asks. He’s a little over six feet tall, 350 pounds. I’m always happy to have him blocking me from the defense, but not so much from my door.
“Hey, Waldron!” Trying, and probably failing, to keep any element of surprise from my voice. “Just rushing back to my room.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet. Whole house can probably hear whatever hottie in there wrapping her legs around you!” His comment is accompanied by a friendly punch to my arm. “Maybe don’t keep us up all night this time? Some of us have to actually sleep, ya know?”
I hadn’t really planned on pounding her all day, and all night. Got a party to get to today, after all. Now that my build up prep has come to a premature end I find myself less excited to pick someone else up. I chuckle at him, “We’ll see. Probably gonna have someone else in there with me later, maybe she’ll be a bit less vocal.”
“Sure, sure. You seen Brent around?”
“I have! I think he’s grabbing some stuff for his study group. Could you shoot me a text when he heads out?”
“Sure thing, catch you later,” he replies. I slip around him and make my way to my room. I’m finally able to relax a bit once I get through the door and see that Angie is still here, alone. She has her legs fully extended up in the air, crossing at the ankles.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
She looks over at me with a start. “Oh, I’m just stretching a bit before we have another round,” she says.
“Good idea,” I respond, walking over to the bed. I shed my shorts to the floor on the way. “Might want to bury your face in a pillow when we start again, you boyfriend is here.” Her fair skin grows more pale when I say that. “It’s ok,” I continue. “I told Waldron to text me when your boy leaves. He should be going to his study group soon.” I get up on the bed, my erection growing over her face.
My hands reach out for her, grasping her legs as they come down and maneuver her onto all fours. She complies with no hesitation, despite her boyfriend being a few doors down. Her hands grip the sheets, arms straight with a dip in her back. She looks back at me as I take my position behind her, my knees between her legs, and gives me a naughty smile. I glide my fat cock head up along her warm slit, the juices from our last encounter lubricating my rod. I hold her hip firmly in one hand, my member in the other, and slide in. Her lips again strain around the thickness, but allow me to enter. The heat inside her is far more intense than last time, her slick walls hugging me tighter than I remember. I moan a bit as my shaft sinks in, inch after inch once more feeling her tightness. She grabs one of my pillows and buries her face into it before unleashing her own moans.
I slide a hand back up and over her round ass, my other hand remaining firm on her hip as I pound into her from behind. My balls swing up and slap against her with each thrust, eliciting more moaning from the pillow. As my hand settles again in her lower back, between her sexy back dimples, my thumb starts prodding the tight hole. It circles, pushes, circles again, then presses harder. She groans into her pillow as my thumb once more enters her ass, pressing against its confinements as it goes. Once it’s again fully inserted I tighten my grip on her back, also holding her firm from the inside. My thrusting hips cause my thumb to slip around her hole a bit, and forces louder sounds out of the soft pillow. It muffled her noises a bit, but anyone on the other side of my door or walls would surely hear her delight. I pull my other hand away from her waist, raise it up a bit, then swing it down onto her soft-yet firm ass. She shrieks into the pillow in a combination of pleasure and pain, then louder as my hand slaps against her again. Warm liquid sprays my swinging sack as she comes again, her hands tightening on the pillow. Her legs clench up around me, pedicured toes seemingly perpetually curled against her smooth feet. The same phrase repeats itself throatily into the pillow, “Oh, fuck me! Oh, fuck ME!” All too happy to comply I pick up the pace. Another slap rings out as I spank her again, my thrusting hips battering into her from behind. She twists and contorts through her orgasm, one hand jerking away with the pillow sending it across the room. She bites the sheet under her to stifle her screams and shrieks.
My pace slows steadily until I remain fully rooted inside her convulsing pussy. One final spank on her reddening ass sends more spasms throughout her body, muscles tensing and releasing on (and in) every inch of her. A chime sounds from my phone, and I look over to where it lays on my desk. “Ya boy gone,” from Waldron – trying to sound more ‘gangsta’ than he really is. A grin creeps across my face, cock twitching inside Angie with anticipation as we continue.
I pull my hand from her back and turn her over. The sensations of her tight, wet, hot walls turning around on my cock force a groan out of me as a leg rises up and over my head. She lays flat on her back, hazy eyes looking up at me. An arm lays across her chest, absentmindedly/partially covering her breasts. I place both of her legs on my shoulders, lean in and grasp her shoulders. Her body curves up under our new position, and her breath catches for a few seconds while my cock slides even deeper into her. I release some of the pressure on her shoulders as I pull back, then pull her to me as I drive back in. She groans softly with each inward thrust, breathing when I pull back. Her arms have dropped to either side of her, hands grasping for the sheets. If I push hard enough against her legs, I can almost get my mouth to her swaying breasts, but they remain frustratingly out of reach. In one push in I let my tongue out, and it manages to graze a stiff nipple before she falls away again. I continue pulling out and falling forward, straining to taste the glistening skin of her breasts in long, hard strokes. All the way out against the pull of her tight pussy, her lips wrapping around my shaft all the way, and then grinding back in against the resisting pressures of her inner warmth. She moans and squeals with each withdrawal, and breathes as my cock penetrates into her. I let her legs fall from my shoulders, and they rest around me on the bed. Her legs wrap around mine as I lean forward, cupping her tremendous breasts in each hand. My greedy mouth closes around a firm nipple, and latches on. I send my tongue around and around, savoring the feeling of her areola. Her delighted moans fill me with lust, and I buck my hips into her as I suckle at her tits.
A familiar feeling begins rising, and I have no desire to hold it back for so long. I release her wet nipple from my mouth, her freed breast falling to her chest in a glorious mound, and rise up between her legs. I grab her hips in my strong hands, lift her ass from the bed, and begin thrusting into her. My hands lift her as I pull away, then bring her crashing back down as my cock surges forward. The ab muscles around her stomach flex as she pulls herself up to me, her mouth connecting with mine. She bounces in my lap, my folded legs beneath her, and her legs constricting with each bounce. I continue lifting and dropping her with my hands, every movement bringing me closer to another release in her steaming depths. Her own orgasm appears to be closing in, as well. Our kiss breaks, her head tilting back with a moan. Her eyes clenched shut, face contorted in blissful anguish as she grinds her hips against me every time she drops to my lap.
I keep her planted on me, one hand wandering up the glistening curves of her body while the other remains grasping the tightness of her ass. My hand finally finds its way to the soft flesh of her breast, and my fingers dig into it. Her moans grow suddenly, her movements ceasing as my tongue drags against her erect nipple. She tenses against me, subtle spasms crashing throughout her body as she climaxes again. The moans turn into sporadic shrieks of pleasure, juices drenching my balls as her orgasm erupts. My sheets get drenched beneath me, helping to trigger my own eruption within her. I grasp her ass even tighter, pushing my hips against her and plunging my pulsing cock as deep as I can as I fill her with more of my potent swimmers. My lips lock around her nipple, sucking at the stiff point atop her trembling breast. My hand leaves her chest and finds its way back to her ass with a quick slap. She arches her back and wraps her arms around me, pressing her tits into me, my face becoming embedded in her soft globe. More and more semen floods into her as my cock continues twitching, her velvety walls massaging me as her own orgasm consumes her. Her pussy hungrily slurps every drop out of me, the tight hold keeping it all inside. She brings her head back forward, breathing in my hair as I suck at her breast.
We shared another orgasm or two that afternoon, leaving her lying exhausted on my bed, one arm draped across her face. Her breasts rolling softly on her chest as it rises and falls with heavy breaths. I check the time and see that there’s only a couple of hours before the party is supposed to start, and Brent could be back at any minute! “Want me to ride you- uh, drive you back to your dorm?” I offer, chastising myself for the seemingly intentional slip.
“That would be great,” she says. “I don’t think I could walk back even if I wanted to.”
She struggles to sit up and position herself at the edge of the bed. Her breaths continue, long and hard. The muscles in her arms keep tensing and releasing as they stay fully extended on either side of her, stretching down to the lip of the mattress. Her hands grip the edge tightly. Her legs hang off the side, toes still curled on her feet. Her large breasts swing on her chest as she sits there, leaning forward. Spasms ripple through her every few moments. Looking at her sweaty nakedness, I feel like I could go again. My spent cock begins to stir and stiffen painfully.
“I need to use the bathroom before we go,” she says shakily. I walk over and gather up her clothes. I offer them to her and she dresses carefully. She strains to get off the bed, and I offer her a steady hand. She looks up with those amazing, hazel eyes and takes it with a smile. We walk to the door together, and I peek out to see if the coast is clear. With no one in the hall we make our way to the bathroom. I practically have to carry her with her legs too shaky for the journey. It isn’t until we reach the bathroom door that I realize I forgot to put my shorts back on.
“I got it from here,” she says, and I rush back to my room. Fortunately my path remained unobstructed and I quickly went through the door, closing it behind me. I put my clothes back on, grab my keys and wallet, and return to the bathroom just as she’s coming out. We sneak out of the house without bumping into anyone, and I opened the door for her when we reached my car. She got in and sat down tenderly. I walked over to the drivers side, got in, and off we went. We drove in total silence the whole way to her dormitory.
“Thanks for the ride. We should do that again sometime,” she said as we arrived. She smiled and winked at me, then opened the door to leave. I couldn’t help but smile back at her, though mine may have been bigger. I watched her walk up the steps to her dorm, making sure she got in ok before driving back to the frat.
I arrived back to the frat house to find some teammates and other buddies waiting. “Dude, we’re gonna be late!” Brent chided. I smirked at him, not a trace of guilt in my conscience. “Why wait, just go without me. I’ll catch up in a bit.”
Glances exchange within the group before Brent says, “Don’t want to leave our big star all by himself, what if something happens?”
“What could possibly happen?” I shoot back, moving through the group on my way to the stairs. “I’m just going to shower real quick, throw something on, and meet everyone there. Yeah?”
“Fine, probably going to take your time in the shower, leaving all the hotties for us,” Waldron offered, an almost knowing kind of look on his face.
“Ha, sure. Good luck with that,” I retort, turning to climb the stairs to my room. They ultimately decided to head out, filing through the door. I reached my room, gathered up the necessities for my hot shower, and made my way to the bathroom. The water felt amazing as the suds began covering my body. As I started lathering the conditioner into my hair, a strange feeling swept through me. My arms flailed as they searched for purchase on the slick walls of the shower, the small stall spinning around me. “Were there always stalls like this in the bathroom?” I barely managed to think before my tingling legs gave out beneath me, the whole room going dark before I hit the ground.
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