SCORE (A Stepbrother Sports Romance) (40 page)

I could feel my pussy walls instinctively hugging and caressing every ridge, bump, and vein of his amazing dick as it glided smoothly across them. We moaned in sync as his speed steadily increased. We stared into each other’s eyes, when we could keep them open, and I cupped my breasts and pushed them up to my chin for his pleasure. I could feel him throbbing at the sight, which sent another mini spark of ecstasy tingling across my skin. He took a tit in each hand and squeezed, mashed and caressed them at will, as I felt my loins heat up again. He banged me at a steady pace, sliding in and out perfectly, rekindling the spark of orgasm that hadn’t quite died out from earlier. I pushed myself onto him, faster and faster, reveling in the feel of him stretching me and chasing another climax that was getting closer and closer with every movement.

We sped up, bashing our hips together with more and more force as I could feel myself close to coming again. My moans turned into one long solid groan as heat built up at the very center of me. That heat start to escape, like the first rivulets of molten lava as it begins to pour from the top of an erupting volcano, just before the rest of the fire and mantle breaks out and follows it, splashing down the mountainside.

My groan became a cry and he stopped, dead still. My hips were off the ground, involuntarily grinding my pussy on him as I came, simply fucking him like a sex toy, shoving him inside as fast as I could as the fire ripped through me again. I managed to heave myself up, wrap my arms around his neck, and force myself against him as my orgasm finally started to subside. I was panting, simply still, impaled on his amazing cock, blissed but wondering way he still hadn’t come.

“Are you okay?” I managed to get out between breaths.

“I’m more than okay.” He smiled. “You’re amazing. I just want to keep fucking you, to keep you coming forever.”

Oh, my god. Again, he managed to drag my exhausted pussy back into throbbing for him.

“I think, pretty soon, you’ll have managed that.” I smiled back at him. “But I want you, baby. I want your cum. I need it.”

I got off him and stood up. I hadn’t even realized I still had my skirt and top on, albeit pulled up over my breasts. I still wore my cowboy boots as well, which was crazy-hot. Standing up, I could see over the bushes, but there was no one around. I dragged him off the ground and pushed him against the dead tree. He thudded into it hard, but I was on him, kissing his mouth and fondling his proud shaft. I kept pumping him with my fist as I turned around.

“Don’t move,” I warned him.

I bent forward and pushed my butt towards him, guiding his shaft towards my waiting hole. Again, he slipped straight in, fitting me perfectly. I stole a look over my shoulder and saw his face, eyes wild with desire, staring at my butt as I slid my pussy back and forth on him.

“Oh, fuck, oh, Summer,” he grunted, “that feels so good, baby.”

I looked back again, smiling at him as I put my hand on his chest to keep him still. A car honked its horn at us as it drove by. I hope they enjoyed the show. I shoved my ass against him, harder and faster. His breathing grew more ragged and his words disintegrated into meaningless grunts. I could feel him getting close, feel his cock throbbing inside me. I loved the feeling of power I got from bringing him off—that I could make him empty every drop of fluid at my will, or simply stop and leave him full to bursting.

I could feel him twitching more urgently. “You going to come, baby?” I asked him.

“Uh-huh,” he managed to grunt.

“That’s good, baby,” I reassured him. “Give me everything you’ve got.”

Two more quick thrusts, and I felt him tense. I slipped off him and spun around, dropping to my knees on the blanket. He cried out as I closed my lips around his shaft. All it took was a few soft caresses of with my tongue for him to shudder and fire wads of thick liquid down my throat. I swallowed, but he kept busting, volley after volley, until I was defeated and had to take him out and trickle some of his cum onto my breasts. I took him back in my mouth, though, catching the last couple of shots and sucking him clean as he gasped and panted against the tree.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “That was amazing… You’re amazing.”

“Yes I am, actually,” I agreed.

James

Well, that must have been some sort of record. We didn’t make it two miles from the track before we were fucking each other’s brains out after not having seen each other for two weeks. Summer was insatiable. Not content with rocking each other’s world in the bushes by a random tree, she caused me to lose my concentration on the road ahead, laying her seat back, lifting her top again, and fondling herself. She knew I was watching. A dreamy smile crossed her face and her eyes were closed as she brushed her fingertips softly across her breasts, tracing light circles around her stiffening nipples.

My eyes had to keep darting between her and the road as she teased me. My dick started to grow again, despite the intense orgasm I’d just had. Summer opened her legs, her eyes still closed, and slid up her skirt. I heard her sigh as she slipped a hand between her legs, her other hand gently pinching a nipple. There was a moan from behind her closed lips, followed by a sudden shriek as I almost collided with a car coming the other way.

“I thought you said you were a professional,” she laughed as I got the rental back under control.

“I don’t often have a beautiful woman pleasuring herself in my passenger seat when I’m at work.” I smiled back.

“How about this?” she asked, reaching over. “Does this ever happen at work?”

She opened my zipper and pulled my stiffening cock out. Leaning further over, she pushed her head into my lap, and I felt her tongue caressing the tip before she enclosed her warm lips around it. She sucked me gently while still manipulating me with her hand. I was fully erect again, and I heard her moan in satisfaction as she swirled my dick around in her mouth. Even though I could see where I was going, the sensations Summer had racing through my body were making it hard to keep the car on the road. How could we ever have considered not being together? We would have had to give up touching each other, and I didn’t think either of us was capable of doing that. She pulled her mouth off me with a satisfied sigh.

“I don’t know what is wrong with me,” she murmured. “I seem to be craving you in my mouth.”

“You won’t hear me complaining,” I managed to mutter back.

 

I only just managed to zip back up as we pulled up to the parking attendant. I grabbed her case and strode quickly to the elevator, dragging a giggling Summer behind me. My ripped-open shirt earned me a couple of surprised looks, which I ignored. We kissed passionately as we waited by the doors and dashed in when they opened. Inside, she pushed me against the wall as they closed. We kissed like crazy, her hand rubbing my stiff prick through my slacks, my hands groping her bare ass under her skirt.

“Summer,” I managed to croak as she unzipped my fly again, “we’re only going up two floors.”

She raised an eyebrow at me and smiled. For a second, I thought she was going to go down on me anyway, just because I suggested she shouldn’t. Then she laughed and zipped me back up. By the time the doors opened for a respectable elderly couple, we were apart and presentable. They let us get out, and we almost sprinted down the corridor.

We made out like newlyweds as I struggled with the keycard. I opened the door, and we almost fell inside. I kicked the door shut behind me and pulled Summer’s top up over her head as we made our way towards the bed. She pushed the remains of my shirt off my shoulders as she backed up, then undid her skirt. It fell gracefully to the floor, and she stepped out of it.

I pushed her back onto the mattress and dropped my pants. She sat up and smiled as my hard cock pointed right at her. I climbed on top of her and started to kiss urgently down her neck. She moaned softly and held my head close. I worked my way down further, moving my lips over her fabulous breasts, licking, nibbling, and nuzzling. They were so soft and luscious. I could spend days buried in them. She pushed her tits together sexily, offering her taut, pink nipples to my mouth, one after the other, biting her lip and sighing as I nibbled gently and sucked on them.

I kissed down further, and she rolled slightly as I kissed across the soft skin of her ribs. She rolled onto her side, and I lay down to spoon her from behind. She took my cock and dragged it towards her waiting pussy, pulling me into her before she relaxed into an appreciative moan.

I felt so completely enclosed as those warm, slick walls inside her gripped me, yet allowed me to glide between them so smoothly. She lay on her side, her leg raised, her arms folded under her head, not contributing, simply content to let me push myself in slowly, draw myself out, and push right back in again at my own pace, adding nothing but a low moan to every movement. It was heavenly, and I could have happily laid there, slipping in and out of her, until we died of thirst. I wanted to be nowhere else. Not driving. Not riding around a racetrack. Nowhere but inside her, reaching into the depths of her to keep touching that spot that would make her moan.

I maintained a steady pace, but eventually, her moans began to get louder and more intense. I sped up just a fraction, adding a little more force, edging a little deeper, until she reached back to grab my head, holding me close to her as she cried out softly. I held us still, pushing inside her as deep as I could as she quivered against me, not moving until she grew still as well.

“Phew,” she breathed. “That was a surprising little one.”

She turned her head as far as she could, allowing us to kiss. I moved myself inside her, bringing a low groan from her as our lips pressed together.

“Do me faster now,” she whispered against my mouth, then put her head back down on the bed.

She rolled onto her front to lay face down, and I followed her. I straddled her legs, my stiff cock still enclosed in that hot, wet hole. Her magnificent hair fell to the side, allowing me to see her face in profile, and I couldn’t help but stop for a second and admire her sheer beauty. The curve of her neck as it ran into her delicate shoulders. The way her breasts were just big enough to squish out and allow for some enticing side-boob to peep out from behind the smooth, slender shape of her back. The mouthwatering swell of her ass as my prick disappeared into it.

The angle I could get from this position allowed me to feel like I was reaching further inside her than ever before. She cried out again as I pushed, and she took more and more of me.

“Oh my god, that feels so good…” she groaned. “Don’t stop…”

Her pussy was wet against the base of my shaft. I started pounding into her hard, pushing my cock as far in as I could. My hands gripped her ass roughly and squeezed it into one giant, succulent peach as I fucked her. She moaned loudly, and feeling so totally enclosed by her sex, her butt, her thighs, I did as well.

I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. I pulled out and pushed my dick in between her beautiful buttocks. Slick from her juices, my cock felt so good sliding back and forth in the sexy valley I’d made.

“Oh, that’s hot,” she exclaimed. I was glad we were both enjoying it. “Your cock feels so smooth and warm.”

Unfortunately, the temptation of driving back inside her was too strong, so I slid myself slowly into her pussy again, nice and deep, bringing out another long, loud moan. I swear, it felt like the tip of my cock was pushing further than anything that had ever gone before me as I glided in and out, faster and faster. It was so smooth; it felt so good, a hand on each stunning buttock as I fucked myself into ecstasy.

In my delirium, I barely realized that Summer was coming yet again.

“Oh, my god! Don’t stop, don’t stop yet! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” she shrieked in pleasure, her body going into spasm and her mouth open in a silent scream. Her pussy clamped hard around me, squeezing me so exquisitely that it sent me over the edge, too.

“I’m going to come!” I breathed urgently.

“Oh, baby,” she managed to shout, “do my ass again, quickly!”

I willed myself to pull out of her. I pushed my dick between her ass cheeks again and fucked. My dick pushed hard between those smooth buttocks and felt so amazing. In seconds, the first jet of cum arced up over her back and landed between her shoulder blades.

“Oh, baby, that’s it,” she purred, reaching back and jerking my cock for me. “Shoot your load all over my ass. Cover my ass with your hot cum.”

I swear I nearly lost consciousness. Despite my powerful orgasm by the side of the road, I dumped wave after wave of thick, white jizz all over her sexy butt before collapsing onto my side, exhausted.

“Mmm,” sighed Summer, not moving. She stayed still, my sticky, white emissions cooling on her naked ass and back. “I swear I’ve never met anyone who can come as much as you.”

“You mean often?” I asked her.

“No, volume.” She smiled. “There must be gallons covering me.”

“You exaggerate charmingly,” I told her. “I’ll get you a towel.” I got up and headed into the bathroom.

“And it lands on me like hot lava,” she continued.

“Well, never having been in a situation where I’ve been jizzed on, I’ll take your word for it.”

“Trust me, baby,” she reassured me, “you should feel proud.”

 

It was still only the afternoon. Lunch wasn’t too long ago so neither of us really wanted to leave this room again. We refreshed ourselves with overpriced minibar drinks and snacks. We talked, we laughed. We tried to shower together but ended up fucking again, standing up, from behind. So we tried a bath; she straddled me until we cried out together in orgasm again.

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