0 comments/ 17804 views/ 1 favorites All In My Head By: crushed_violet_girl Hands roaming over her breasts again, they were strong, but so cold. Caressing the soft body below in ways not known before, teasing relentlessly as they slid down the generous curve of a hip. The breath in her ear was always hot and filled with an unnamable lust, that primal growl that came from this delightful intruder's throat each time he paid her a visit. But why was it always at night? She didn't have the time or mind to care as the hand found her warm treasure. Using one finger to gently stroke up and down the bare lips of her pussy, gliding almost painfully before running the slender digit inside her warmth, feeling the slick heat of her arousal as it escalated. Her hips came up to meet the soft strokes of her unknown lover, sweat pouring down her breasts in little streams as the moans came freely. Taking his finger out of her pussy and bringing it to his mouth, he licked the juices from it slowly, savoring the taste of the young woman who was at his mercy. She whimpered at the loss of contact, but was reassured as his husky voice met her ear. "Soon little one, you will know what true pleasure is." With those words she awoke from her feverish sleep, sweaty and wet with anticipation, but always feeling as though it were all just a dream. For months now, this same man always came to her in her sleep, quietly taking her body and stripping it naked, not once had she complained. Her dreams soon became more detailed,all his touches more intimate, his words more cryptic. It made her blood simmer. But she did not know how to make her dreams progress or cease. Her daytime life had taken a nose dive. At work she could do nothing but think of the moment when her eyes would close and she would hear and feel him again. On the other hand she desperately wished to excell in her work, make something of her life. Coming from a small hillbilly town where all the girls her age were already married for the second time and had five kids was what spurred her on to do greater things than just be another baby machine for a drunken idiot who would never appreciate her. All of her friends had married straight out of school or had been knocked up after one date. "Poor dopes..." she thought absently as she filed away another large stack of paper work. Hours later, she peered up at the wall clock to find that she had worked late for once. "Well I hope my lover isn't too angry with me for being late." she mused as she gathered her things and went to the elevator. A short ride and a ding signaling that the elevator had hit the parking garage and she was walking to her car parked at the far end of the deck. She walked briskly, the night air chilling her through her silk blouse, making her nipples stand out through the lace of her bra. A shuffling noise behind her stopped her in her tracks. She turned to see who or what was on the deck with her, but could find nothing. Shrugging and blaming her over active imagination, she continued on her way. Then the more distinct sound of footfalls at an almost hurried pace. She whirled around in time to be snatched around the waist roughly and thrown to the concrete floor. This time, a set of gloved hands reached down and ripped her blouse away, buttons scattering in all directions. "Hold still bitch and I won't kill you!" A hoarse voice commanded. She held still for a moment before trying to knee the thug in the balls. It half worked as he tightened up and shifted to the side. She kicked at him again and dug the hell of her pump into his calf. She jumped up and ran quickly to her car, fumbling with the keys for only a moment before getting in and locking the doors. The man was pissed and came at her, pounding against the door, screaming obscenities at her. he stopped for a second and when she looked to see him, his gloved fist smashed something heavy through her window. She recoiled as shards of glass sprayed all around her. She heard the man growling, mumbling, then ...gurgling? She did not get the chance to see what had stopped her attacker as everything went black. ~~ She awoke in a hospital bed, her boss sitting next to her in a chair, wringing his hands. He was a wealthy, but kind man in his seventies. He strived to have the best life had to offer and expected nothing but hard work and integrity from all his employees. Now he sat with the look only a grieving father would over their own child. "Sir?" she spoke softly. He looked up in relief and happiness, clasping his hand over hers. It was explained to her that her attacker was found dead, lying right next to her car with his throat brutally slashed open and that she was passed out in the car. Police were investigating as to who caused the attacker's death. Not long after she was released, the police came and questioned her. She gave them all the information she remembered, but still felt slightly useless. A female officer reassured her that everything would be alright and that she was doing a great job. She smiled weakly and asked to be exscused as she was feeling tired. The officer's left her alone and she went to her bedroom. The one place she felt safe now, in this room, on this bed. She knew that once her eyes closed, he would be there and at this moment, she needed him. Heavy eyelids closed as if on cue and she drifted away into a dark state. Soon enough his breath was on her ear again, arms encircling her waist. "You are tired, you need to rejuvenate." He whispered. "Yes..." she weakly replied. His hand came up to run in her hair, straightening the tangled strands, running his finger tips down to the base of her neck. She moaned lightly and let her head fall back against a hard shoulder. His hand continued its righteous path down to her left breast where two fingers gently pinched and tugged on the pink nipple. Her body went hot and pliant and his hand's ministrations continued over to the right nipple, enclosing the entire globe to knead the soft flesh. "I can help you little one..." he purred. She moaned. "All you have to do is say yes." he continued. Both of his hands came to rest on her hips as he pulled her into him, pressing their lower halves together. She felt his erection through his clothes and it incited her to grind her hips against him in need. He chuckled a little and brought a hand around to smack her in her voluptuous ass. A small squeal slipped out of her mouth as she brought her arms up above her head. His hands once again found their way to her inviting pussy. He stroked the outer lips as before, but his time pressed two fingers into her core, feeling her wetness and desiring to pleasure her until she screamed, then he would have his moment. He pressed his fingers in slowly creating a delicious friction inside her body. She threw her head back and moaned aloud, her body temperature rising with each thrust his fingers made. She heard his growling, it made her shudder, remembering the man who had tried to rape her. The growling became a soft kind of purring as her dream lover turned her to face him, encircling her for a moment in his arms. "I am sorry that rogue tried to harm you, but I took care of him for you, he won't ever touch another woman again." he said lowly. She snapped to attention. How had he known about the attacker if he was in her dreams? Suddenly she no longer felt safe with this person, this man in her head. She pushed away from him and backed away, her eyes glistening with unread fear and unrealized passion. He stood resolutely still, like a stone in a cemetary and merely held his arms open for her to return. When she did not return, he gestured by taking a step towards her. She backed away again and turned to run in any direction she could just so she woke up. All in My Head Last class of the day at community college, and I was headed for the gym to suit up for the baseball game. Don't know why I was bothering, because there wasn't much chance I'd play. I'd just warm the bench and half-heartedly rah-rah for Steve, John, and Adam — the god's-gift triplets. Of course I stared when Andrea came walking down the hall the other way. She was wearing a white, ribbed, cotton t-shirt, and her huge tits were just bouncing away. She couldn't have been wearing a bra. I don't know who — or what — I ran into. All I know is that one second, I was watching the bouncing boobs, and the next I was laying on the floor, wondering how I got there. As I came back to my senses, I realized people were standing all around me laughing. "Just shut up and fuck off," I muttered as I sat up. There was this roaring sound in my head as soon as I opened my mouth, and I closed my eyes for a second until it passed. When I opened my eyes again, everybody was walking away. They'd stopped laughing, and completely ignored me sitting in the floor. I picked up my bag and stood up, more than a little confused. I shrugged it off, counted my blessings, and continued on my way. I turned a corner, and saw a knot of people all standing around talking, blocking the hall. Damn, get out of the way, I thought, and something in my head roared again. It sounded a little like standing outside with a really strong wind blowing into your face. The people in front of me stopped talking in mid-sentence, and parted to the sides of the hall like I was Moses or something. They all looked glassy-eyed, and moved back together after I'd passed, acting as if nothing had happened. It's like I'm Professor Xavier or something, I thought, and chuckled at the absurdity. I looked at a guy walking the opposite way down the hall and thought, Okay, Magneto, drop those books! My head roared again, and the guy dropped his books into the floor. "No fucking way," I chuckled under my breath. I knew it had to be nothing except a string of coincidences. Stacy, a girl who had laughed at me and made me look like a complete jackass when I asked her out, was flirting with some guy just ahead of me. I looked at her and thought, Say 'I have herpes.' "That sounds great," she finished, and then much to my surprise, she added, "I have herpes." "Yeah, never mind," the guy she was flirting with said, and walked away in a hurry. Stacy just stood there looking confused, as if she didn't remember what she'd said. Serves you right, bitch. I knew that there was no way that one was coincidence. She wouldn't have said exactly what I told her to, let alone something that would probably ruin her reputation forever, unless I'd somehow made her. Jeremy, a guy who'd sucker-punched me in front of everybody I knew a couple of years earlier, was the next person I saw. "Have a nice trip," I said, and concentrated on making him do it. Down to the floor he went, tripping over his own feet. He had the same glassy-eyed expression I'd noticed on the other people, and so did his friend who was walking with him. I looked at his friend and said, "Kick him in the balls." Jeremy let out a squeaking cry when Dave kicked him square in the sack. As soon as I passed, Dave said, "Dude, what happened?" Jeremy didn't answer. All he could manage was a cough and a few gasps for breath. I knew exactly where I had to go next. It was out of my way, but it would be worth it if she listened to me. I hurried through the halls and into Mrs. Ellis' room. She was sitting behind her desk, and sighed when she looked up to see me. She'd had it out for me from day one because she overheard me telling one of my friends that she had nice tits for an old lady. Here goes nothing. "The grade you're giving me is going to drag down my GPA. Why don't you just fix that for me?" Her eyes went blank, and she turned toward her computer. I smiled so much that it hurt as she changed my grades. As soon as she finished, I looked behind me to make sure that nobody was just outside the door and said, "Why don't you show me those tits, too." "Yeah," I said as she lifted up her shirt and pulled up on her bra, letting her breasts flop free. Gravity had taken a toll on them, but they were still nice. She had areolas as big around as coke cans. I looked down at my watch and realized that I would have to hurry if I was going to make it to the gym in time. Now that I knew that this was all real, I had big plans for the game. "Put 'em away," I told Mrs. Ellis as I spun on my heel and headed for the door. I glanced back over my shoulder as I walked out and saw that she was stuffing her tits back in her bra. The coach scowled at me when I showed up at the last second for the pre-game meeting, but didn't say anything. I didn't hear a word he said, and absently whooped when everybody else did, because I was busy making plans. Let the fun begin, I thought as I took my seat on the bench. I picked John as my first target when he wound up for his third pitch. Throw it at the umpire. The umpire hit the dust just as John's fastball blasted through. The game looked like something out of a sitcom. I didn't want the other team to win, so I balanced out making the triplets look like idiots with errors for the visiting team as well. I didn't let John, Steve, or Adam get a single hit for the whole game. When our turn at bat came up in the ninth inning, we were back at the top of the order. The game was tied at one, and I had to let Steve have a hit to put the last part of my plan in motion. The bases were loaded, and Adam was on deck when I walked over and said, "Put me in, Coach." "Adam, get in here. Wes, pinch hit." I could hear everybody muttering as I walked out onto the field, and Adam looked absolutely livid. "I'm sure you're just having a bad day," I said to him with a sarcastic smile as we passed. I took a few practice swings, and then stepped up to the plate. I looked at the pitcher and quietly said, "Nice slow lob, right over the plate." The pitch came in — and I missed it. I guess there was a reason I spent most of my time warming the bench. The catcher grumbled, "What the fuck?" before he tossed the ball back to the mound. One more time. Nice and slow, right over the plate. You won't believe how good that crack felt when I hit the ball. I kept willing the ball farther as I ran toward first, and ordered the left fielder to trip when it looked like he was going to make the catch at the fence. I pumped my arm and yelled when the ball dropped just barely beyond the fence. The crowd went wild, and everybody boiled out of the dugout as I jogged around the bases, waving my hat. Adam looked like he was about to explode. I felt a little bad about what I'd done to John and Steve when they congratulated me just like everybody else, but I got over it. Impromptu plans for a party quickly circulated, and I was looking forward to it, right up until I walked out of the locker room. "Yeah, I'll be there," I told Steve. "Just got some things I've got to do, first." "See you there," he responded, and then led everyone else out of the gym. I turned back toward the girls on the soccer team heading for the showers after practice, and whistled a merry tune as I walked their way. I waited a couple of minutes outside the locker room, leaning up against the wall until I heard a shower turn on. With a wide smile, I walked right in. The girls' coach looked up and started to stand when she saw me. "Just sit back down. You didn't see me, and you don't hear anything." Her eyes went blank, and she did exactly that. I strolled into the showers and stood in the doorway. Some of the hottest girls in school were on the soccer team, and they were all naked, only a few feet away. One of them noticed me and opened her mouth to scream. "You don't see me," I quickly ordered. As quickly as the panicked looks had crossed their faces, the girls all turned back to their showers. One by one, I singled out the less attractive ones, and sent them back to their lockers to get dressed. When I finished, five of the hottest pieces of ass in the school were the only ones left in the shower. "Lez out," I told them. I had the distinct feeling that this wasn't the first time some of them had done this as they obeyed my order. Emily and Jackie locked lips, fingering each other at the same time. Helen sucked on one of Betty's big nipples while Andrea got on her knees and sat down between them to lick Helen's shaved pussy. By the time I managed to pull my clothes off, they were all down on the tile, the water from the showers still spraying all over them. Andrea was on her hands and knees, still licking Helen. Jackie was on her back under Andrea, sucking her clit and shoving two fingers into her pussy. Betty was sitting on Helen's face while licking Emily standing in front of her. I walked around them, my dick bouncing with every step, trying to get a good look at everything. Andrea's tits looked even better naked than they did in that t-shirt when this whole thing had started. Betty had huge nipples. Jackie's pussy lips were big and thick, like strips of bacon. All of them were shaved, but Andrea was the only one who didn't leave a little something. Jackie and Betty both had brown triangles, Helen a red, bushy patch, and Emily a little blonde strip. All of the girls' moans were getting louder by the second. They were starting to writhe on the tile. Jackie's pussy was just sitting there, the only one without a tongue in it. I got down on my knees and changed that for her. Jackie let out an excited little cry as I sucked her thick lips and shook my head back and forth. Her ass lifted off the tile as she tried to shove her pussy into my face. I got a good taste of her, and then rose back up to my knees. She let out a pitiful sounding whimper when I stopped licking her. My dick was throbbing like crazy, so I slapped it against her clit a couple of times, and then slipped it inside her. I groaned, feeling how hot and wet she was inside. She was tight, too, squeezing my dick as I pumped it into her. I started out slow, wincing a little from the tile digging into my knees until I found a better position. Once I did, I gave it to her a little harder. She whimpered and cried out, but never stopped licking and fingering Andrea. I was feeling my cum bubble up when both of Jackie's hands grabbed my wrists, her nails digging into me. "Oh yes. Right there. So good. Don't stop," she cried out in a breathless voice, the pitch steadily rising. She yelped every time I thrust for the next several strokes, and then let out a tight-throated squeal. I froze, breathing hard, when her pussy clamped down around me. Her nails bit into my wrists and she shook like there was an earthquake inside her. She screamed and shook even harder when I jerked out of her because I was too close to coming. Somehow, I didn't think that don't get pregnant was going to work. I sat back on my ass, panting for breath. The urge to come slowly subsided, and I smiled as I watched Jackie play with her pussy, still shivering and twitching. Andrea had replaced Jackie's missing fingers with her own, but the girls were otherwise in the same positions, still going to town on each other. Emily had the most perfect, heart-shaped ass I'd ever seen. I got up off the tile and walked around the rest of the girls to give it a squeeze, and then a swat. She moaned, pressing her pussy tighter against Betty's face. I gave both of her cheeks a two-handed squeeze, and then said, "Doggy-style." The now familiar roar echoed through my head, and Emily stepped over Helen to drop to her hands and knees. I knelt down behind her and rubbed the head of my dick over her lips while I watched the girls change positions. They ended up in a big circle, Betty licking Andrea, Andrea licking Jackie — who seemed more than ready to come again — Jackie slurping Helen's pussy, and Helen sucking Betty's clit. Emily felt just as good as Jackie, and I loved watching her sexy ass jiggle as I pumped my dick into her. "Oh yeah — do me," she said, looking back over her shoulder at me with the sexiest expression on her face. She must have been right on the edge before I even pumped the first time, because she was yelping and breathing hard right from the start. Emily rocked her ass back at me every time I thrust, making our bodies slap together with loud claps. In no time, I felt the itch in the tip of my cock, and knew I was going to have to pull out soon. "Yeah!" Emily screamed, shoving her ass back at me hard. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah," she continued to cry out as her hands slipped forward on the wet floor, leaving her with her tits pressed against the tile and her ass still held high by my fingers dug into her hips. I grunted as I gave her two quick, hard pumps, getting a scream with each one. "Shit," I half grunted, half hissed as I sat back on my legs, my pussy-slick cock flinging a strand of her thick juices up onto my belly when it popped out of her. Emily curled up into a ball with her hands between her legs. Her face was bright red, and her eyes were closed tight. I slid off of my aching knees onto my ass just in time to hear Andrea scream when she came. Andrea's ass quivered as she ground her pussy into Betty's face and panted into the V of Jackie's legs. Helen came on Jackie's tongue a few seconds later, letting out a loud, warbling squeal into Betty's pussy above. Helen never stopped licking Betty, and the brunette came about a minute later. I knew that I needed a few minutes to recover, so while I watched Jackie grab Andrea's hair and pull her back down, I told Emily, "Come suck me." I alternated between watching Emily suck her own pussy juice off my dick, Jackie holding Andrea's face between her legs, and the other two girls still twitching from coming. It wasn't long before I had to tell Emily, "Just lick it," because she really knew how to use her mouth, and she was getting me close again. Jackie came again a couple of minutes later while Emily lapped my balls. I pushed her away and said, "Helen — your turn." I then glanced at the others and ordered them, "Pair up and finger each other while she rides me." My knees were hurting like crazy, so I figured I'd let Helen take the punishment this time. Helen let out a hungry moan as she crawled toward me and Emily slid back over to the other two. The redhead licked her lips as she straddled me and tickled my dick with her fiery red bush. Then she reached down to aim me inside her. "Oh, that's good," she moaned as she sat down on my cock. She supported her weight on one hand while she rubbed her clit with the other, her tits swinging back and forth in front of my face as she rode me. I looked over at the other girls to see them sitting on the floor, four in a row, with their legs spread and intertwined. Betty and Andrea's arms crossed as they fingered and rubbed each other, while Jackie and Emily did the same. The girls occasionally kissed and sucked each other's nipples as they got each other off. Somewhere between the wait and the position, I wasn't having to struggle to keep my cum in my balls while Helen bounced on my cock. Her face and chest soon blushed as red as her hair. She had her teeth clenched, her breath hissing between them as she rode me. "Oh yeah. I'm gonna come," she told me in a tight voice. "Yeah, do it," I told her. Helen sat up straight over me, her fingers moving fast on her clit. She sat down hard on my dick, and threw her head back. She trembled as her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her pussy clamped down tight around me. After a few seconds, her chin dropped to her chest and I slipped out of her as she fell forward onto her hands. Emily and Jackie both came at the exact same time, squealing as their fingers twitched over each other. Betty and Andrea kept at it, both looking as though they were on the edge. Even though I hadn't fucked Betty yet, I was ready to come, and I wanted Andrea bad. Her ass was just as great as Emily's, her tits were incredible, and she had the most perfect pink pussy. She was also Adam's girlfriend. I lifted up on Helen, and she let me up after a false start as her orgasm made her jerk. I walked over and pulled Jackie's hand from between Andrea's legs and said, "Up against the wall." Andrea whimpered in protest, obviously teetering on the edge of orgasm, but got up and walked to the wall. By the time Andrea made it to the wall, Jackie was groaning as she came, having finished herself off. "Bend over. Spread those legs," I instructed Andrea, and then reached around her to squeeze her tits. "Talk dirty to me. Tell me you want it." "God, please. I want your cock. I need it. Please," she begged, wiggling her ass in invitation. I looked over at the rest of the girls and pointed to Jackie and Emily. "Suck her tits," I ordered them. "Lick her clit," I told Betty. Then I smiled and told Jackie, "Spank her ass." The girls obeyed, looking a little weak in the knees. All the while, Andrea begged, "Please fuck me. I need it. Fuck my pussy. I want your cock." Once Jackie and Emily each had a nipple between their lips, Betty was between her legs, and Helen gave Andrea's tight ass a good swat, I grabbed Andrea's hips. "Please. Please. Please," Andrea panted, and then groaned as I slid inside her. She felt like heaven, and knowing that I was fucking Adam's girlfriend only made it all the sweeter. I nodded to Helen and she gave Andrea another swat. "Oh yes, harder," Andrea said as the smack landed on her ass. "Your cock feels so good. I want to come so bad. Fuck me. Fuck me. Do it." I took her hard, slamming into her as hard and fast as I could manage. I could hear the three girls slurping on her clit and nipples while I watched her ass turn red from Helen's spanks. "Oh, you're going to make my pussy come," Andrea cried out. I clenched my teeth, bending my will toward keeping my cum from erupting. I managed to keep pounding her just long enough. "So close. I'm gonna..." She didn't finish, because she let out an ear-piercing scream as she came. I took a few more strokes, and almost waited too long. She yelped when I jerked out of her and slapped my dick against her ass. I grunted as I shot cum up her back, all the way to her shoulder blades, and then blasted another spurt. I opened my eyes to see that I was dribbling, and all of my cum was running down her body, already getting dangerously close to her pussy. "C-clean her off. Fast. Start at her ass. Don't let it get in her pussy," I ordered the rest of the girls as I backed up until I could lean against the wall. The girls made it in time, all four of them licking from her ass upward, drinking up my cum. I slid down the wall as I watched them clean her off, and they took turns fingering her while she kept coming. "Finish your shower," I said after a couple of minutes, when I could find the breath again. The five girls moved back to their showers, as if nothing had happened. They were all red-faced, though, obviously confused as to why they were feeling post-orgasmic. I somehow managed to stumble to the benches just outside the shower and dry off with one of their towels. They'd all paraded by, engaged in chit-chat and wrapped in their towels, by the time I could summon up the energy to get dressed. Pleasantly exhausted, I skipped the party and went home to bed. **** I started awake with a groan when the alarm went off. I slapped the snooze alarm, and a smile slowly spread across my face as I wondered what sort of fun I was going to have today — and who I was going to fuck. All in My Head The thought of grudge-fucking Stacy was high on the list. The way she'd turned me down had kept me from getting any at all for a long time. Just making her say that she had herpes simply didn't seem like quite enough revenge. I got ready for my first class, grabbed my bag, and headed out the door. A couple of blocks away, all of my plans changed. Mrs. Swift was closing her mailbox, dressed in a pair of tight, really short shorts and a t-shirt. From the moment that we noticed girls, every guy in the neighborhood had secretly wanted her. I'd jerked off thinking about her more times than I could count. I used to go over to Joe's house all the time because his bedroom window overlooked her back yard, and she used to lay out every day all summer in the tiniest bikini I'd ever seen. She was the ultimate MILF, and now I knew how to get inside her pants. I was rock hard by the time I reached the sidewalk leading up to her house. I followed her to the door, and she turned with a puzzled expression as I closed the distance. The roar sounded in my head as I adjusted my cock and said, "Why don't you invite me in?" Her eyes locked on the bulge in my pants for a second, and then she took a quick look around before opening the door. "Come on in," she said in a sultry voice. She pushed the door shut behind me and immediately tossed the mail aside to squeeze my cock. "What have we here?" "Why don't you have a look?" She let out a purring little moan and went to work on my pants. She pulled my cock out and wrapped her fingers around it with an approving little moan. "I've always wanted to see those tits, Mrs. Swift. Show them to me." "Denise," she said, letting go of me to tug off her t-shirt. They were everything I'd imagined. She had huge nipples, at least as bit around as my pinky. Her tits were so big that they hung down a little, but they looked awesome. She tweaked her nipples with a little grin, and then kicked off her shoes. Her shorts and panties dropped to the floor a second later. Her pussy lips were light brown, and almost as big as Jackie's. She had an even thicker bush than Helen's, and it was dark enough that I knew that she wasn't a natural blonde. Her shorts had no more hit the floor than she reached for the tail of my shirt. I lifted my arms to let her pull it off, and she jerked my jeans down to my knees a second later. I stepped on the heels of my shoes to get them off, and let the denim fall the rest of the way to the floor. As soon as my legs were untangled, she led me toward the couch. We'd always said that she could probably suck a golf ball through a garden hose, and she proved us right when she sat down on the couch and pulled my dick in her mouth. I grunted in surprise when after only a few licks to wet me down, she swallowed me all the way — her nose nestled in the hair at the base of my shaft. She sucked slowly back to the tip, and I put one hand on the back of her head while I played with her dangling tits with the other. She bobbed her head over my dick fast, sucking me hard and never scraping me with her teeth even once. Every few strokes, she would swallow me again. I could actually feel my dick in her throat, and she even swallowed around me. My other hand ended up on the back of her head shortly thereafter. I tugged her over my dick, fucking her mouth at a quick pace. She gagged once or twice, but otherwise didn't seem to mind at all. From the look in her eyes as she looked up at me, she actually seemed to be enjoying it. Needless to say, it didn't take much of that to get me there. I shoved my cock into her mouth and shot my load straight down her throat. She choked a little as I groaned, but then moaned around me as she sucked me with short strokes, milking me for every drop she could get. I pushed her away, gasping for breath, when I couldn't take any more. I sat down hard on the coffee table behind me, and she licked her lips as she leaned back and spread her legs wide. "That was a lot of cum. It tasted so good," she said as she played with her pussy. It took me a minute or two to catch my breath, but I had a good show while I did. She rubbed and fingered her pussy the whole time, spreading her lips open to let me see inside. "God, that was fucking good — incredible," I said once I could get enough air in my lungs to do so. "Thank you," she said, and licked her lips again. "I like sucking cock, so I'm pretty good at it. How are you at eating pussy?" I answered her by sliding off the table and onto my knees. She wriggled her ass a little closer to the edge of the couch, and I slipped my head between her thighs. She smelled hot — musky, a lot more than any woman I'd gone down on before. Far from unpleasant, it was intoxicating. I dived into her pussy and immediately discovered that she tasted just as good as she smelled. She had an almost spicy taste, and I wanted as much of it as I could get. She pulled me hard against her and ground her pussy into my face. I considered ordering her to give me a little air for a second or two, but never did it because I kind of liked it. She wanted it bad, and so did I. I don't know how long I was down there, her juices smeared all over my face and the hairs on her mound scratching me as I heard her moan and tell me to lick her over and over again. She pulled me over her clit, and I sucked it hard. Her thighs around my ears muffled the scream, but I knew that it had to be loud. I could barely get any air as her thighs tightened against me and she held me against her. She trembled and cried out, leaking pussy juice all over my chin, and I lapped for it in between almost desperate gulps of air. As soon as her grip on me loosened, I pulled back with a gasp. Her juices were smeared all over her pussy, and a dollop of the creamy stuff dribbled out of her as I sat back on my bent legs, looking almost like cum leaking out of her. She rubbed it into her pussy lips with a shiver and said, "My husband hasn't done that for me in forever, and he was never that good at it to begin with." Another shiver shook her, and she laughed. I was a little surprised that I was still half hard, and I felt tingles in my dick as if it was trying to come all the way back up again. I gave it a squeeze, and she leaned up to look down. "Oh my," she moaned, and then crooked her finger to me. I got up onto my knees, and she pulled me toward her to kiss me. She licked her juices off of my face, and I felt my dick getting harder as I realized she was tasting her own pussy. "Mmm — stand up." Hey, I'm the one giving the orders here, I thought, but I stood up anyway. "God, I love young cock. Always ready," she said, and then started licking me. A few strokes of that soft, wet tongue was all it took. I was hard as a rock, and she was as ready as me. She kissed the tip of my dick and lay down, putting her left foot on the floor and letting her right leg rest against the back of the couch. "Come up here and fuck me," she said, and spread her lips wide apart. I didn't waste any time climbing up on the couch and between her legs. I put one foot on the floor, one hand on the back of the couch past her leg, and guided my cock inside her. "Ooo, yeah," she said as I hit bottom and leaned forward to put my other hand next to her head on the arm of the couch. "Give it to me." Give it to her I did. She was sloppy wet, making little squishing sounds every time I jammed my cock inside her. She wasn't quite as tight as the girls in the shower, but she was more than tight enough, and when she squeezed, it was incredible. I took slow, hard strokes, grunting with effort as I slammed my cock into her. Her huge tits bounced with every thrust, and she gasped every time my balls pressed up against her. "Oh! Oh yeah, I like that," she said as she brought a hand down to her clit. She rubbed her fingers back and forth over her clit as I picked up the pace, without losing much of the power. Every so often, she would slap her pussy hard, and then go back to rubbing. I didn't even feel close to coming — probably because I'd blown my load in her mouth so soon before she got me hard again. I pounded my cock into her hard and fast, and she stared up into my eyes the whole time saying things like, "Do it. Fuck me. Harder. Faster. Tear that pussy up." Her tits bounced and jiggled all over the place. "Oh, I'm going to come. Going to come on your cock," she cried out, her fingers a blur over her clit. "Fuck me hard. Make me come." I put my other hand down on the arm of the couch, on the other side of her head, and gave her all I had. She screamed, long and loud, and then her legs snapped closed around me while she grabbed me and dug her nails into my back. She held me buried inside her, and got off like I'd never seen before. Denise let out an explosive, high pitched breath as she let her legs fall limp. "Oh — oh yeah," she said, and then smiled up at me as she laughed. "I want more. Do you want to take me from behind?" "Hell yeah," I said and pulled out of her. She let out a disappointed sounding little moan as I slipped free of her. My dick was covered in her cream, and it was seeping out of her just like it had when I licked her. I moved back enough to let her roll over, and she popped up onto her hands and knees with her hands on the arm of the couch. I didn't need an invitation, and slid right back into her hot pussy. "Oh yeah, I love that cock," she growled as I drove my cock home again. "Pull my hair. Spank my ass. Fuck my dirty little whore pussy and fill it full of cum." I gave her ass a sharp smack, and then what she said dawned on me. "Come inside you?" "God yes, fill my pussy full of cum," she demanded as I grabbed a handful of her hair. She cried out as I pulled and used the twin handles of her hair and her hip to pound my cock into her saturated pussy. I was feeling my cum bubble up this time, but it was a slow burn. I wondered if I was going to last long enough to get her off again, until she let me know otherwise. "Oh fuck yes! I'm getting there again. Give it to me. Fuck me. Fill me up." I growled as I gave her all I had, my balls slapping against her and getting wet from her juices squirting out around me every time I thrust. She screamed, the sound warbling in time with my hard, fast thrusts, and slammed her hips back at me all the while. When her pussy squeezed down on me, I knew she was there. Her scream jumped to a higher pitch as she came, and I was right behind her. My groan as I emptied my balls inside her sounded like a death cry to me. My head drooped as I spurted inside her, and she panted for a few seconds before she said, "Oh, so good. I can feel it inside me. So hot." I couldn't take her tight squeeze for long after that, so I pulled out of her with a gasp to sit down on the couch. She sank down until her head was resting on the arm of the couch, her ass still high in the air and my cum dripping out of her pussy onto the cushions. Finally, she sat back down, not seeming to care that she was in a puddle of cum, and asked, "Do you want something to drink?" "Yeah," I said, still twitching as my cock softened. "You need to get your energy back up, because I'm going to get that cock hard again. I want more." She stood up, gave her ass a smack, and sauntered off to the kitchen. "Oh boy," I breathed, and collapsed back into the couch. **** Denise was as good as her word. It was still weird to think of her like that, but thinking of her as Mrs. Swift after I'd come inside her twice just didn't work. She had to work at it for a couple of hours, but she coaxed that hard-on from me. She got off three more times before I blew another load inside her. After that, we exchanged cell numbers, and I headed for home. I was walking a little funny and wincing a bit. Denise had given my dick a workout like nothing it had ever had before. I walked in the house, and my mother looked up from the television to stare at me with a puzzled expression. "What are you doing home so early? Don't you have a baseball game today?" "That was yesterday," I corrected her, still heading for the stairs up to my room, because I certainly needed some rest. "No, it's today. I know because I checked the schedule. That's why I don't have anything ready for you for supper." I rolled my eyes and said, "I didn't feel like playing," not in the mood to argue with her. "I'll call when supper is ready," she said as I climbed the stairs. My cell beeped, letting me know that I had a text message. I ignored it for the moment, because I'd stuffed it in my bag when I left Denise's. Once I made it into my room, I flipped it open to see a message from one of the guys on the team. The message read, Where are you? Game tonight. Has everybody lost their fucking minds? I wondered, and then I noticed the date on the message. "The hell?" I muttered, and clicked back to the main screen. Monday, it read. I looked at my watch. Monday. I checked the computer. Monday. That's impossible. I couldn't have imagined a whole day. I walked over and looked out the window. I saw one of my neighbors walking her terrier and heard the roar in my head as I thought, Snap the leash like reins. Hi-yo Scottie — away! Nothing. The dog walked over to a tree and peed on it. I tried again with another neighbor. He didn't turn around and spray his house with the hose that he was using to water his lawn. The kid from down the street didn't ride his bike off the sidewalk into the grass. I sat down on my bed and shook my head. I must have dreamed it all. Fuck. My cell beeped again. I flipped it open and looked to find a message from Denise. My pussy hurts. It was worth it. Another beep sounded, and I clicked to the next message. Hubby gone all week. Come over after class. Licks, Denise. I lay back with a laugh. I'd walked up to Denise thinking I had powers that would make her do whatever I wanted, but apparently it was what she wanted that mattered. It wasn't all in my head after all. **** Hope I didn't tick anybody off with the twist at the end. Felt like writing something different, and this is it. Leave me a vote, and drop me a line, if you're so inclined.