Authors: Skylar Cross
I grit
my teeth, hard gasps of air pounding through them. He leans in and sticks his tongue
in my ear, then bites my earlobe.
“Ask
me!” he says in a deep commanding voice. “Go ahead, ask me what I’m going to do.”
“What...
are... you... going to do?” I manage to get out between near-hyperventilating breaths.
He smiles
again. It’s an evil smile. A smile that knows it has me, that I’m completely powerless.
“Then...
I’m going to throw you down on this bench and fuck the living shit out of your hot
sweaty body right here!”
I make
a noise that’s kind of a cross between a growl and a wail. I dig my fingernails
into his neck.
Then
he kisses me again, one fast time, before pressing his face between my breasts,
his hands up to my sides. He lifts off my sport bra with the ease of a man who
has done it a thousand times.
His tongue
travels across my now exposed breasts. He pauses at my right nipple as his hands
find the small of my back, lifting my bottom half away from the lockers. I feel
the cold steel pressing into my neck as the center of gravity shifts.
His teeth
graze across the nipple. Involuntarily, my hips buck into him, shoving my crotch
into his chest.
His
mouth moves down to my belly button, a hot wet warmth filling it with swirly
delight. I close my eyes, trying to get control of my breathing. His hands move
down and squeeze my buttocks. Then he moves upward to taste my other nipple.
A firestorm
of raging thunder crashes through my pussy. My athletic shoes lift themselves up
off the floor, my toes curling inside them.
Next
thing I know he’s pulling my shiny shorts down. God, I must be a mess down there.
He doesn’t seem to care though. He buries his nose in my drenched crotch, his hands
pressing upward into the front of my thighs. Strong fingers digging into my muscles.
My hands
find his sopped hair, tugging and pulling as he breathes in my scent.
He rips
my panties down fast, exposing my ecstatic pussy. He studies it, his hands pulling
the skin on both sides upward. Like he wants to inspect it, to take a mental picture
of it.
He does
this a couple of times. I’m not sure if I can take it. I may just blow soon.
Then
his tongue dives in.
Oh mi
jodido
Dios!
I grunt
and slam my fists into the lockers on both sides of me.
“Careful,”
he says. “You don’t come until I tell you to. Remember, now.”
I bend
my knees and sink down a little.
“Fuck
you, asshole,” I say.
“You’re
such a sweet girl,” he says, “to have such a dirty mouth. But you know what’s dirtier?
This pussy.”
He launches
a new volley of swirls and licks all around inside me, darting his tongue in half-circles
up to my clit.
That’s
it. Command or not, I’m not going to last much longer. I feel an orgasm building.
No way I can control it.
“This
is a filthy, dirty pussy,” he says as he sucks one of my lips into his mouth.
“I love filthy dirty pussies. I especially love this one. Such a bad pussy.
Full of filthy, dirty longings.”
I grab
the sides of his head, trying to press him further into me. But he resists, keeping
his head firmly in place.
“Not
yet, Ms. Badass,” he says. “Not yet. Not until I’m done savoring this sweet nectar.”
And,
in again he goes.
This
time he concentrates on my clit while putting one finger inside me.
I gasp.
Then
another.
He spreads
me wide while he draws little circles around my clit with the tip of his tongue.
Then
he begins to finger fuck me.
Me
cago
en la
madre
!
So good.
He knows I have an orgasm on deck ready to explode, but he’s keeping me on
edge.
I want
to cuss. I want to scream. This fucking bastard has me locked here, right on the
edge. I can’t move.
His tongue
is doing amazing swirls all over my clit now, stopping to press down hard every
few moments. My entire body is now trembling.
My fists
pound the lockers behind me.
“Fuck!”
I scream out loud. “Fuck!”
I look
upward, then down at his face buried between my legs. His eyes look up at me with
a cruel glint.
“Are
you ready to come for me?” he says.
All I
can do is nod between breaths.
“Come
for me, you dirty, filthy girl.”
I come.
My hips
thrust themselves into his face in contractions. My upper thighs grip his head as
I flail backward into the lockers, smashing my fists into them again.
“God!”
I yell. “Oh... God...”
Then
his tongue presses hard on my clit, smoothing it with even wet strokes.
And,
I come again.
This
time is bigger, more convulsive. I make a gulping, gasping sound as I let go
completely. My pussy and his face in sweet comingling ecstasy.
Then
the world starts to return. I smell the hot steamy air of the locker room again.
I begin to be able to control my breaths. My muscles un-clench.
“Good
girl,” he says as he finishes licking my hood, now retreating inside her lair.
Next
thing I know I’m spun around and pushed into the lockers face first.
Chapter
7
Colton
Before I fuck her on the bench,
I have to taste that sweet ass.
Just
as she’s coming down from her orgasm, probably thinking I’m going to be gentle
and sweet now, I flip her body around and press her into the lockers face-first.
She grunts underneath me. I love the way she tries to fight me at every turn,
resists me, tries pushing me off. It’s like we’re still boxing.
I press
my nose into the crevice of her neck from behind, deeply inhaling the exquisite
aroma of freshly fucked, sweaty girl.
My favorite.
I lick
her slick back, drinking in her salty tang. I follow its dribbling streams down
to her butt crack.
Oh,
God, my baby has a tramp stamp! A tribal design. My cock has been hard for a
while, but now it’s busting out of my shorts.
As I
reach her ass crack, I’m in heaven. I don’t waste time. I pull her ass cheeks
apart to see the most delicious little
puckery
browneye
.
God,
I can’t help myself. I dive in there with my tongue. So nasty. So dirty. So sweaty
and musky.
She groans.
“
Mmmmmm
,” I say. “What a fantastic ass. I’m so going to pleasure
this ass.”
I get
my tongue way up inside her asshole, past her sphincter. She makes a little squeal.
Then
I’m back up at her face from the side. I knock her into the lockers again, then
bite the back of her left ear. She whimpers.
“You
want my cock up your ass,” I growl hoarsely. “I know you’re an anal girl. I knew
it when I first saw you. I can always tell. But first I want your pussy lips around
my shaft. I want to pound that filthy, dirty pussy right here on this bench.”
She fights
me again as I twist her arm behind her, spin her, and get her flat down onto her
back on the bench.
I press
my weight on top of her, pinning her in place. She puts up a good mock struggle,
but I lock her in with my legs.
My cock
is clawing its way out of my shorts. I’m sure she can feel its girth and weight
resting on her stomach.
Her breathing
is out of control. Love that. She has her hands on my chest pretending to push me
upward. I just lean down harder until I’m an inch from her mouth again.
I bite
her lower lip.
“I
love the little token resistance you’re giving me,” I say. “But you know you
want it. You know how much you need cock. My cock. In you. Fucking you. Fucking
you hard. Fucking you raw. You need to get fucked by a real man... and you need
to get fucked now.”
She’s
grunting fiercely under me now. Her hands move up to my neck and press. I take them
and pin them down to her sides with my own.
“Say
it,” I say. “Say ‘I want you to fuck my brains out, Colton Stark.’”
“
Grrrrr
,” she says, a little pool of spittle forming in the corner
of her mouth. I stifle her with another kiss, her tongue matching mine with ferocity.
I get
my arms underneath her back and lift her up an inch off the bench, then slam her
back down onto it. I press my face into hers. She pounds my back.
“Say
it!” I say.
“Fuck
me or I’m going to kill you!” she says with gritted teeth.
Oh
God, that’s the hottest thing a girl has ever said to me.
That’s
it. I can’t take anymore. I have to have my dick inside her.
I
lift myself up and rip down my shorts. My nine-inch cock springs out, ready and
waiting.
I see
her eyes go wide and her pupils dilate as she stares at it. I can smell the lust
for it coming from her.
Her
hands find it, wrapping her fingers around it. I always love this part, when
they truly realize its actual size. With the full knowledge that this is about to
be deep inside them.
She keeps
exploring it like she can’t believe it’s real... testing it, evaluating it, trying
to figure out whether or not she can possibly get this inside her.
She looks
at me a little incredulously, still breathing hard. I laugh as I reach into my shorts
pocket and pull out a condom.
I bite
it open and toss it between her breasts, letting the wrapper fall on the floor.
“Put
it on!” I say.
She clumsily
grabs it and places the top of it on the head of my cock. Her look is one of longing,
like she’s in love with it.
She unfolds
the condom all the way down, probing with her hands the entire way.
“You
like my cock?” I say.
She nods.
“Fucking
answer me!” I say.
“I like
your cock.”
“Do you
want to suck it for an hour?”
She nods.
“Good.
But not today. It’s going right in your cunt. No time for your mouth today.
You’re getting fucked!”
She bucks
under me, digging her fingernails into the backs of my arms.
I can’t
help myself. I push myself all the way into her pussy.
She screams.
I grunt.
I’m inside.
Oh, so
inside.
So deep
inside, all the way to the hilt.
She looks
like she’s going to burst. Her mouth is wide open as I just let my cock lie there
for a good long moment deep inside her.
Oh God, so good!
Her pussy
is wonderfully tight. It clenches onto my cock like a vise. At this rate, I’m not
going to last long.
I move
backward, taking my shaft almost all the way out. She inhales audibly as I do.
Then
I slam it in again.
She makes
that animal noise again that she made earlier, and pounds my back.
“You
are so fucked now, you dirty, filthy girl!”
She nods
as I thrust three slow long strokes.
“You
are such a fucked
fucked
girl!”
She nods
as I pick up speed.
“Look
at you! Look at your tight pussy getting fucked!”
She follows
my command, looking down at the massive member appearing and disappearing inside
her. Her half-closed swollen eye is so fucking hot as it tries to comprehend what’s
happening.
“That
pussy is mine! I own it! I’ll do whatever I want to it! Right now, I want to
fuck it harder than it’s ever been fucked before!”
She starts
to make little squeaky noises and her head goes back.
I slam
harder and faster. I’m not going to last. This is too good, so I want to make it
a really good fuck.
So I
fuck.
And I
fuck and I fuck and I fuck.
That
twat doesn’t know what hit it. It’s spasm-
ing
around
me, gripping and clenching while trying to make sense of its new intruder
friend.
She looks
into my eyes while still making the involuntary squeaking sounds.
I love
this moment.
I love
having her like this. Owning her body. Owning her reactions to me inside her.
Dominating
her.
Controlling
her.
I slow
it down a little with long, deep strokes. I bend down and kiss her lightly on
the lips, never breaking eye contact.
“Like
that?”
She nods.
“Answer
me!”
“Yes!”
“Oh,
yeah? Well, that was nothing.
Now you’re
going to get fucked even harder, you dirty, filthy girl! You thought you were
fucked hard before? You are going to get pounded now! Your cunt is going to
ache for a week! You’re about to get fucked so hard you won’t even be able to
walk straight!”
The squeaks
get faster as my strokes speed up again.
I don’t
hold back this time.
I rail
her. I pound her. I fuck her like a wet rag doll.
Her face
contorts and she groans in pleasure. Her head goes back and she wails.
I keep
on pounding, an orgasm on the launch pad.
“I’m
going to fill you with cum! I’m going to fill your fucking pussy with cum! I’m fucking
you, you fucking dirty girl! You’re such a fucking filthy, dirty girl!”
I scream
as I come, spewing my seed inside her in a long gush. It’s a huge load that keeps
erupting in a series of strokes.
She screams
again as her head goes back one more time and her nails claw down my back.
One more
thrust and the last of me is inside her. I go deep on the last thrust, just because
I want to.
This
is it. This is life. This is what I was born to do best. To be up here, looking
down at this stunning beautiful girl, coming inside her, giving her the fucking
of her life while satisfying my own primal needs.
But
she’s not just any girl. I fuck girls all the time. That was an orgasm like I
haven’t had in years. So real. So good.
I rest,
leaving myself inside her for a few moments before I pull out.
I move
my face to hers and kiss her again.