2 comments/ 96457 views/ 21 favorites Itza, Girl Who Took It All Ch. 01 By: sparky11point5 Late on Sunday morning, I sat at the kitchen table studying the box scores from spring training. Lisa, my girlfriend of the past few months, was busy making me an omelet. on the old stove. Lisa was a teammate of mine on the fencing team -- a tall dark blond spitfire who moved gracefully on the strip and off. Lisa had slim hips, but prominent breasts on her lithe frame. I had pursued her for months, trying to get her to go out, even though she was seeing another fencer. I would call, or leave her messages in her fencing gear, or anything else to get her attention. We finally started dating after meeting at an off-campus party and a night of drunken dancing. I really enjoyed being with Lisa; yet, I was starting to wonder if chasing her as a girlfriend was not the best part of the relationship. The other reason for this nascent ambivalence about my girlfriend then strode into the room. Itza was a tall, olive-skinned Latina. She was a gym rat that loved to work out, and who walked with a proud and almost haughty air. At 5'6" and 115 pounds, she had an unbelievably hot body, with well-defined abs and legs. Lately, she had been in the gym so much that her arms and back were starting to show cords of lithe muscles. Itza's best feature was a set of firm tits, which jutted out prominently on her upper body. She took every opportunity to show off her body -- often wearing shorts and a fitted workout top. Yet, she was also very feminine, with long thick black hair, and a devastating smile. When she looked at you, you just felt the heat from her almost-black eyes. Itza dropped this body into the ratty kitchen chair next to me. "Good morning, Brett," she said simply, but with a sultry undertone that was not missed by Lisa, who banged a pot on the old stove in response. The kitchen, hot and humid in the unusually warm March morning, was stifling. Lisa continued to make breakfast, and ignored her roommate. I said something in response, but buried my head further in the paper. "Hi, Lisa, how did you sleep?" continued Itza, ignoring her snub. "Great, Itza, thanks," Lisa answered, as she kept cooking, but with a clear attempt to avoid any argument. The girls actually liked each other, but their competitive personalities often caused tension, and occasional fights. I knew enough about both of them to keep my head down during these moments. Unfortunately, Itza had other ideas this morning. "I saw Matt yesterday on the Mall," she said lightly. Matt was Lisa's previous boyfriend and our teammate. Itza rolled this comment out and waited for the inevitable explosion, but Lisa disappointed her and continued making breakfast. "He looked good, ..." she continued. As she said this, her hand reached under the table, and I felt her long fingers on my upper leg. Itza searched for my cock, and finding it through the fabric of my basketball shorts, began stroking it. Lisa kept her back to us, as Itza's hand worked my hardening prick. I stared into the paper, eyes no longer focusing, as my cock lengthened. The thick shaft pushed the bulbous cock head down my leg toward the opening of my shorts. "I see him every day, Itza, remember?" Lisa replied dismissively. Itza's hand stopped momentarily, anticipating that she would have to retract it. When Lisa did not turn around, she gave my prick a squeeze, and continued to work it. She smiled wickedly at me as our eyes met. "But he was with someone," Itza continued in mock seriousness. At this moment, Lisa turned around abruptly with my breakfast, and Itza had to pull her hand back quickly as she approached the kitchen table. "Thanks, babe, you are the best!" I exclaimed, trying to break the tension, as I started to dig into the eggs, Lisa leaned over and kissed me warmly on the cheek. "I am going to shower, OK?" she said with a soft smile, as she headed out of the kitchen. She must have been in a good mood from our long bout of fucking the previous night, and simply chose to avoid the inevitable argument with Itza. Once we could hear Lisa ascending the front stairs of the old house, Itza's hand returned to my still-throbbing cock, and she leaned over to whisper. "Brett ... please ... I need to feel your huge cock again, Big Man." ---------- Lisa and I kissed, twisting our tongues together, as I probed her mouth. I ran my hands along her toned body, pressing my hands into her smooth skin, and pulling her to me. Lisa had an athlete's body -- taut from three hours of fencing practice every day. I moved my hands over her full breasts, and felt her nipples rub against the palms as I groped her ripe tits. Lisa exhaled softly, as I caressed her body and kissed her passionately. My cock was hard, and pressing into the already-moist triangle between her legs. I lowered my mouth to a breast, and flicked my tongue around an areola, causing her nipple to stiffen. Lisa arched her back and moaned. "Oh, Brett, your tongue feels so good, I thought about you all day," she breathed softly. Lisa was always vocal, always ready to tell me exactly what she needed. I pressed her big tits together, and ran my tongue from one hardened nipple to another, as Lisa pushed her fingers through my short hair. I circled her eraser-pink flesh and bathed her cleavage with my tongue. Leaving a trail of spit on her breasts, I brushed my lips down her midsection. "Fuck, lover, yes, eat my pussy, please," she cried, as she guided my head to her sex. Lisa shaved her pussy, both for me and for herself. She enjoyed the feel of a smooth and hairless snatch. I loved to run my tongue across her smooth mound, and excite her with my lips, teeth, and tongue. Pausing with my face in her sex, I drank in the vision of her pink slit, her protruding lips and wet crevice dividing her smooth pussy mound. I began to trace my tongue over her mound, making a path to her moistening slit. Licking in circles around her pussy lips, I felt the heat and desire as it poured from her. After teasing her, I finally pushed the tip of my tongue into the wet folds of her pussy, and felt her push her cunt upward to force it deeper. I tasted the first delicious drops of cunt juice, and flicked these into my hungry mouth. Lisa always had a taste that was her own -- a spicy mixture of excitement and passion. "Mmm ... babe ... I love tasting your pussy, give me your beautiful pussy," I moaned with my tongue lashing up and down in her slit. Lisa started to grind her cunt into me, pushing her wet mound onto my face, and coating it with her juices. I licked at her pouting pussy lips, bit tenderly at her exposed cunt, and pushed into her slit with my tongue. Lapping at her cunt, I felt a flow of liquid stream from her sex. Licking harder, I felt her legs start to tremble as she came. "Oh, Brett, FUCK you are good," she wailed as her body kept convulsing. Lisa kept grinding her hips, pushing her pussy into my probing tongue and sucking mouth. Her body kept bucking, as I lashed my tongue repeatedly at her clit. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!" she screamed, her voice bursting out of her writhing body. Lisa grabbed my head with both hands, holding it in place, and clamping her legs around me. Any movement I made seemed to be too much for her -- she just needed me there, my face in her trembling pussy, inhaling her heady scent. I pulled back from her wet pussy, my face glistening with her juices. I moved forward on my knees, and pushed Lisa's legs apart to make room for my broad body. I placed my engorged cock at her cunt hole, watching as the plum-sized head wedged into her wet hole. Pushing in, I could see her lips stretch obscenely to accommodate my thick cock head. "Open up, babe, your lover needs to fuck you," I said as the first few inches slid into her still-tight pussy. Lisa's cunt continued to flow, and I felt her juices slide over my shaft and balls. "Fuck me, fuck me, Brett, only you ..." she cried, as my cock speared her pussy. I pushed in slowly as her pussy expanded to accommodate my thick prick. A slow slide into her cunt ended when I felt her hard cervix blocking my cock. Pausing with my cock head pressed against her womb entrance, I tightened my muscles causing my cock to swell and jump slightly, again pushing out her pussy walls. "Unnnh ... Oh Fuck! Ahhhhhh!" Lisa grunted as she started to cum again on my cock. I held her hips, as she started to buck her hips into my body, pushing my cock harder into her closed inner door, and further stretching her convulsing cunt. "Cum, babe, cum for me now," I breathed into her ear. I flexed my hips, and pulled my cock out in a long, slow outstroke, leaving only the head wedged inside her pussy. I looked down to see Lisa's shaved cunt speared on the end of my almost foot-long cock. Pushing in, I again entered her with a long stroke ending in her cervix. Lisa was whimpering softly now, making unintelligible sounds, as I continued to fuck her faster and harder. "I love you, babe, take me, cum for me." I leaned in to kiss Lisa, my pumping body causing our lips to grind together as I kept hammering her cunt. Pistoning most of my cock into her quivering pussy. Lisa's body again started to pulse and pound with an orgasm, cumming and cumming, as I fucked her relentlessly. She began to lick at my pussy-coated face. "Yeah, babe, taste your pussy, I know how you love it," I murmured as her tongue traced over my jaw and cheeks, flicking at the traces of cunt on my face. "Mmm ... I know you like it, so I can like it too," she purred as she searched for her own juices from my lips and tongue. "FUCK me! FUCK me!" she screeched as I pounded faster into her pussy. Lisa's lithe body was pinned under my muscled frame with my huge prick impaling her. She squirmed on my long shaft, as I felt my cock and balls swell. My orgasm exploded out of my balls and my enormous prick began spurting deep inside her opened pussy. The big head spit long streams of cum into her, as I felt each jet wash around my pumping prick. Lisa was scratching my chest and arms as she flayed about on my cock. I finally felt the last spurts of cum shoot out of my prick, and add to the warm mess of cum and cunt juice. Lisa and I held each other for a long time, kissing and nibbling on each other. I rolled to one side, causing a sudden flow of cum to rush from her gaping hole, further soaking the bed and us. Eventually, we fell asleep, still entwined together as satiated lovers. After a few hours of sleep, I had woken up for my usual early-morning run. I was looking forward to pounding out the three miles around the golf course and a shower. The house was a typical off-campus student apartment, a shabby Victorian with no air conditioning. The spring heat did not allow the outside temperature to go below 75 degrees overnight, and the old wooden clapboard seemed to retain a lot of heat and humidity. Suddenly, I heard someone else in the dark hallway. "Brett ..." the figure whispered. Recognizing the slight Castilian lisp in her voice, I knew it was Itza. "Fuck ... sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," I answered, trying not to be too loud in the silent house. "Aiee, Brett, like earlier?" she answered with a mischievous and mocking tone. Itza moved closer, and I could now see her face and sleep-disheveled jet-black hair. She was wearing an oversized football jersey, with a white '12' emblazoned on a maroon shirt. Her large tits were pushing the front of her shirt out in two remarkable cones of flesh and fabric. I knew she was close enough to get the overpowering smell of sex from my face, chest, and cock. "Umm ... sorry, I mean ..." I stammered, and caught not knowing what to say. "Don't be embarrassed," she said simply, as she reached out toward my bare chest. Her long, red fingernail found a nipple on my bare, sweaty chest as she started to lightly trace around it. "Perhaps I like listening to you and Lisa," she said in a whisper. I remember exhaling slightly as her other hand reached out to rest on my broad pectoral muscles. She seemed drawn closer to my chest, still fingering my one nipple, as it reacted to her touch. She started to run both hands over my torso, tracing along the cuts in my abdominals. At 6'2", my height put her eyes level with my muscled chest. Over the last three years, I had worked hard -- three hours of fencing practice a day and hours more weightlifting and swimming. My body really responded to the regimen, and I had built it to a lean and well-muscled 200 pounds. Itza kept running her hands over my hard, flat stomach, and seemed mesmerized by sharp creases made by the moneymaker muscles on my hips. "Itza," I began, not yet knowing whether I wanted her to stop or continue. However, before I could form any other words, Itza moved her head to my chest and took the other nipple into her mouth, biting firmly. My reaction was to reach for her head and entwine my fingers in her long, black curls, and pull her into my chest. I felt Itza's hand travel again down my stomach, trace over my loose basketball shorts and onto my leg. My cock, a long tumescent tube of flesh, big and distended from fucking Lisa just a few hours before, had been lengthening. Rapidly hardening, my prick was now searching for the opening of my shorts, nearly exposed to the humid night. Itza's searching hand found my spear, and she grasped it tightly through the straining material. She pulled away from my abused nipple, trailing her tongue off as her head moved backwards. "You are a big man, Brett, just like Lisa told me," she breathed. "I thought she was bragging, but it's true, you are fucking huge, unbelievable." Her hand started to push up and down on my shaft, still trapped in my shorts, but fully hard now, and almost showing below my long shorts. Itza suddenly dropped to her knees, her face and mass of thick black hair in my crotch. Her long fingers continued to stroke my cock, pushing it from side to side. She pulled my shorts down and exposed my long cock. I heard a sharp exhalation and felt her hot breath on my exposed shaft. "You are fucking huge, I have never seen any man as big," she murmured again as she tried to wrap her lithe hand around my now pulsing cock. "It must be a foot long and as thick as my arm," she continued in awe as she worked her hand up and down my cock, pausing just behind the head to squeeze hard on the shaft, causing the engorged purple head to swell to the size of a ripe plum. My cock now pointed straight out from my body, waving slightly over Itza's head as she kneeled in front of me. Her tongue reached out, and flicked at the spot right behind the piss slit, and she started to trace wetly along the underside of my hard cock. I kept silent, enjoying the pure sensation of her tongue on my veined shaft. Itza was making these small mewing sounds, as she traced along the underside of my prick -- flicking, dragging, and gently pushing her wet tongue along my cock. "Big man!" she said simply as she finally paused from bathing my cock with her spit. She moved her head back and pulled down on my cock, aiming the monstrous head at her open mouth. Not hesitating, her head snapped forward and buried the cock head in her mouth. I kept my hand wrapped tightly in her tresses, and watched as inch after inch sank into her hot, moist mouth. "Do it, Itza, let me see you take it," I said ardently as she kept forcing my prick deeper. I was starting to breathe heavily, and was stunned to see that she could swallow more than the bulbous head. Few women could. I watched silently as her mouth enveloped my prick. I knew my cock is enormous, bigger than almost any other guy, and I drank in her admiration. I matured early, growing to over 6 feet by the time I was 14 years old, and added another two inches by junior year in high school. Like any teenage boy, I was very conscious of my prick and how it compared to other guys' equipment. I had seen my dad naked, and knew that his flaccid cock stretched halfway to his knees. I just assumed that my cock would grow as big. My mom, a liberated woman, bought Playgirl magazine to show that she could do anything a man could do. I would steal these, and compare myself to the 20-something models. At the time, I remember thinking how he must get any women he wanted, just because of his hug cock. Fully hard, my cock is 11 and half inches long, and over 7 inches around. Since I lost my virginity, I had known how much my cock affected women. Every one of them had reacted to it -- good or bad -- and it was the reactions that turned me on most. "Mmm ... you taste good ... you taste like pussy," breathed Itza as she released my cock from her stretched mouth. Her sharp tongue started to probe around my balls again, lapping at the musky orbs. I watched her from above, as Itza kept flicking at my nuts and bathing them in spit. Her hand pushed on my hard prick, forcing it upward and against my tight muscled stomach. I felt her tongue trace up the entire length from my sweaty sac to the tip of my monster, as she licked at the pre-cum oozing from its eye. "I need you to fuck me Big Man, I need this in my pussy." Itza stood up and simply grabbed my cock with her hand. Turning around, she kept her hand wrapped around the thick shaft, her fingers unable to completely encircle the long spear. Itza walked to her bedroom door, leading my by my hard cock. I had to quickly kick my shorts free to not fall on my face as she pulled me forward. Once inside her room, I closed the door as Itza pulls off her jersey. In the pre-dawn light, I saw her entire body for the first time. Itza had showed off so often that I thought it would be familiar -- she wore so many revealing shirts or shorts. Yet, I was unprepared for how luscious she was in the flesh. Her toned body glowed in the partial light of her bedroom. My eyes drank in her jutting breasts sitting high on her lithe torso, her slight hips and long legs, all waiting for me. Not yet satisfied, Itza sank again to her knees and grasped my rod. She squeezed hard on the shaft, causing the skin of my prick to swell and darken. Itza opened her mouth and thrust her heard toward the engorged cock head, burying it in her mouth. She started to move her head back and forth, each time impaling herself and taking more of my hard cock. I grasped her hair again, and encouraged her to take more; not believing it was possible, and amazed at her ability to swallow my cock. Most women would lick my cock, and perhaps manage to take the head and an inch or two. Itza had swallowed almost half of my cock in her delicious fuck hole of a mouth. Itza released my cock head from her lips with a loud pop, and lay back on the bed. As my spit-coated prick swung back and forth in front of her, I reached down and grabbed her arm, and urged her to turn over. I caught a slight smile on her face, as she twisted around and stretched her well-toned body onto the bed. She buried her face in the pillow, and reached out toward the headboard, grasping it with both hands. I remember the dark hue of her olive skin against the pure-white of the sheets she must have taken from the dorms. My hands found her taut, rounded ass as I moved to straddle her legs. I pulled her ass cheeks apart to reveal her perfect rosebud and her glistening pussy lips -- soft, pink and ready to be opened with my cock. "Oh ... please ... please fuck me Brett" she breathed into the pillow enveloping her face. My hands were planted on either side of her, bracing the weight of my upper body, as I slowly rubbed my cock head up and down in her moist slit. Pushing the lips apart with my prick, I coated the purple head with her cunt juices. I didn't use my hands, and just let my hardened cock probe her hot hole as my hips moved up and down. Teasing her, making her wait, I pushed down onto her clit, mashing it from behind with my hard fuck stick. Muffled by her pillow, Itza cried out, "Fuck me big man, fuck me now!" Itza, Girl Who Took It All Ch. 01 I pushed slowly into Itza's pussy, feeling her pussy lips stretch to accommodate my thick shaft and engorged cock head. Inch after inch sank into her cunt, as I took more of her. I started to feel slight tremors in Itza that would rise and fall. Each wave would build, crest, and recede, like waves crashing onto a beach. Itza would lie still for a minute, and then I would feel her body tense as another spasm passed through her pussy. I kept pushing slowly in, penetrating her and filling her with m cock. "Oh ... fuck... fuck..." she moaned, as I sank deeper into her hot, wet recesses. I kept pushing, as her wet pussy unfolding around my cock, and more of the shaft skewering Itza. Five, six, seven inches of cock filled her trembling pussy. "AIEE! Brett!" she gasped. "Tu tienes un martillo enorme!" I did not understand the rest of what Itza said, crying out in Spanish and thrashing her head from side to side. With my hands planted on either side of her ass, and legs straddling hers, I kept pushing down and forward, slowly invading her. My prick pushed along the front of her cunt, pushing hard against its hot confines, and stretching her walls. Eight, nine, ten inches of meat was now inside her hot cunt. No woman had taken all of me, and the possibility of burying my entire length into Itza's pussy drove me further, deeper into her womanhood. I was breathing heavily now, as the sweat dripped off my chest in the early morning heat of Itza's bedroom. As I continued to ram into her, big drops of sweat would run off my pectoral muscles and hit her back. Itza was emitting long, low moans, unintelligible words in Spanish and English as I kept up my assault on her cunt. I finally felt my balls rest against her upturned ass, and exhaled hard as I realized that this unbelievable girl had taken my entire prick. 11 and half inches of cock were now deep inside her pussy, and the rise and fall of her pussy tremors were happening more frequently. "Itza... babe... fuck, you are unbelievable," I gasped. Usually, I could only get seven or eight inches into a girlfriend before I felt the hard and unyielding knot of muscles that made up her cervix. Experience had taught me to be careful as I bottomed out. It was too easy to cause pain instead of pleasure, as my cock head pushed into her deepest point. I had learned to gently massage a woman's cervix, rubbing the engorged head into the door to her womb. Yet, Itza lay underneath me, still eluding my prick, unconquered. My unsatisfied lust demanded that I find her inner door. I arched my back and removed my hands from the bed. My torso moved backwards, balancing my body over her ass with my prick still completely inside her quivering cunt. Stretching my arms out to the side, my muscled body made a huge cross of sweat-covered arms, chest, legs, and prick. I flexed my chest and arms to make my muscles jump. My weight forced my cock slightly deeper into Itza's cunt, and finally nestled my cock head into her cervix. "AIEE... FUCK!" she cried out, burying her head into the pillow, as her hands grasped tightly onto the headboard. I felt a new wave of powerful contractions in her pussy, and a tremor run through her hips and ass, as my cock head continued to push gently into her womb entrance. As the early morning light started to enter her bedroom, I started to hear voices on the street below. Over Itza's moans and my breathing, several students passed by, talking on their way to early Mass. I thought if they only knew the delicious sin that was happening so close by, and this made me even more ardent in my reaming of her cunt. I leaned forward again, bracing my hands on Itza's ass, and started to pull my long shaft from her pussy. As my cock retreated, I could feel the sweet pull of her sugar walls. I pushed my hips back until only the turgid head remained wedged inside her pussy. Pushing my hips forward, I started to pump in again, now with the measure of her cunt, I knew that my prick would only strike her cervix with a deep hammering thrust into her sex. Repeatedly, I pulled my cock back and skewered her with a thrust deep into her cunt. I felt my balls, swollen now with lust, press into the moist folds of her pussy mound at the end of each pump. Despite shooting twice into Lisa, I knew that Itza would get another hot load of bull spunk. All my muscles were working now, as I started to piston in and out, sweating and straining with the exertion. "Fuck ... Fuck ... Fuck!" Itza breathed at the end of each thrust into her pussy. I was pumping fast now, my cock ramming into her sex, my body straining as all my energy was poured into my assault on her pussy. Prick and pussy, cock and cunt -- everything else seemed to fade into the background of her bedroom in the early morning, as I flexed my body and hammered her from behind. Each stroke pushed into her with enough force to reach her cervix, and my flared cock head felt the muscled end of her pussy. "Brett, oh fuck me, Brett!" cried Itza, as her hands grasped tightly onto the headboard, and her back arched. Her pussy quivered around my hard shaft, and I felt every inch of my almost foot-long cock buried in her deep, hot cunt. Finally, after the long ride, I needed to cum. Pumping hard into Itza, I felt my cock head push again into her cervix. Holding my breath, I let the contractions of my balls overcome any control, and spurt after spurt of spunk erupted from my cock and struck against her womb head. I felt my balls contracting, as more cum erupted through my long shaft and filling Itza's soaked cunt. Itza was moaning continuously now, her hands still grasping the headboard, her head buried into her pillow. Exhausted, I pulled my cock from her pussy, and felt the rush of spunk as I left her gaping hole unfilled. Leaning back, I watched as globs of white cum oozed from her puffy slit to whiten the olive skin of her legs and ass. Admiring my work, I reached out to push my fingers onto her slippery mound. Itza lunged forward on the bed and shrieked, "fuck, no, Brett, I am too sensitive!" Smiling, I let my fingers wander over her ass, but kept kneading her flesh, and spreading the thick goo. My cum was streaming out of her hole, covering her shaved mound and swollen lips with thick white spunk. I leaned over her, and kissed her back tenderly. My fingers moved back to her pussy, and this time Itza only moaned, and twisted her hips slightly. I started to grind my fingertips into her stretched hole, and found her clit. It felt big and almost hot to the touch. I wanted to make her cum again, to watch her body contort itself again. My fingers pushed into her cummy and swollen clit, causing her to arch her back and push her mound towards my hand. "Fuck, Big Man, You have stolen my pussy, it is yours now, only yours," she whispered, her head in the pillow, as I kept rubbing her pussy from behind. "My pussy," I said simply. I felt Itza tense again, and shockwaves of pleasure rippled through her body. My probing fingertips felt the electricity, as her pussy once more shuddered in orgasm. Itza let out a long, low moan as her body maintained this peak for a long moment, sending visible shivers through her legs. For a long time, neither of us moved, until finally, she turned and reached for my arm, and pulled me down to the bed beside her prone body. I kissed Itza long and ardently, as we laid the bed. However, it was getting late, and I remembered my girlfriend sleeping down the hall. Not sure how to leave, I simply stood up. Pulling my shorts over my half-hard prick, I escaped back into the hall and then safely into the bathroom to shower. ---------- I looked at Itza, staring intently at me over the breakfast table, our encounter flashing through my mind. I feel a surge of regret, but beneath this feeling, there is a glow, a fire. "Sure, babe, I'll come by tonight, " I said as her eyes flamed once more. "I will be waiting, Big Man" she said as she walked from the room, swaying her hips. Itza, Girl Who Took It All Ch. 02 I decided to spend the day at the library -- studying and getting some distance on the events of the previous night. After kissing Lisa and making plans to meet in the afternoon, I walked to campus and along the elm-lined Mall. The day was already quite warm, and students were lounging on the ground or crowding the steps of the buildings that lined the walkway. I walked passed Bro Cope, the wan religious fanatic at his usual place near the old auditorium. He held out his sign that read 'Fornicators! You will BURN in HELL!' and shook his bony fist at me. I just grinned at him, and continued to the library at the head of the Mall. After some circling in the stacks, I found a cubicle in the back overlooking the rapidly greening walkways behind the library. I opened my text, but it seemed even more impenetrable than usual. Trying to work, I went over my notes, and attempted one of the assigned proofs. Yet, my mind kept returning to Itza and how she was drawn to my huge cock. She was not the first woman to react that way. Her intensity was very different however and incredibly exciting. I certainly felt guilty about fucking my girlfriend's roommate, but I also suspected it would happen again. Itza had opened a door -- I finally realized the full power of my prick over women, and the thought was intoxicating. If I could simply take a woman like Itza in the middle of the night, I could fuck any woman, or ask anything of them. Where would that end? My thoughts wandered to earlier experiences, other girls and their reactions to my big cock. I grew to over six feet by eighth grade, and towered over most of my classmates. My body had also changed -- a few corded muscles, a light beard, sparse hair on my chest, and voice that was noticeably lower than most of the male teachers. On the edge of manhood, I stood out from my other classmates. I was somewhat bookish and as awkward as any teen, but my body quickly propelled me into new experiences. Amy sat behind me in eight grade homeroom. I had always liked her, and we would often get in trouble for talking or passing notes. She was an ordinary girl with messy, dark hair and perhaps a little overweight. However, during a six-month family trip to Tahiti, she had somehow transformed into a sexy young woman -- hair in tresses cascading onto her tanned shoulders and jutting breasts squeezed into tight polo shirts. Her weight loss and new wardrobe were the talk of the boy's locker room. Amy asked me out first, and we were soon making out in her basement or in hiding places she knew in the women's college next door to her house. I was eager to fuck, and remember how horny and desperate those make out sessions were for me. Yet, Amy knew what she was willing to do and when, so we progressed slowly from kissing to groping. One day, we found our way into a music practice room, and dropped into a corner of the soundproof room. After a hot session of kissing, Amy finally reached for the fly on my straining Levis. After some giggling and pulling, she finally managed to get my hard prick. My cock stood out from my jeans, jerking slightly as it grew to its full length of over 9 inches. "Oh my God, Brett, I don't believe it," she gasped. Amy's eyes never left my cock as she reached out for my thick shaft. "I thought you were big ... that some guys were bigger, ... " she continued, staring and leaning in closer to my prick. Amy started to stroke my cock, running her hand up and down the turgid shaft. I just leaned my head back, breathing raggedly, drunk with the experience of my first handjob. I don't know if this was her first experience, but she seemed mesmerized -- pumping my cock in long strokes and pausing to squeeze my thick meat behind the flared head. Amy added a second hand so that both were know attached to my fuck stick, as her arms worked up and down. Her face was now inches away from the piss slit, as it started to run with precum. We were both transfixed, silent, with our breathing the only sound in the booth. Finally, I was going to cum, and knew enough to warn Amy. "Oh fuck, Amy, I am going to shoot!" "Mmm please, Brett, I want to see that, please do it," she rasped as her hands pumped faster, sliding up and down my taut shaft. She moved her head back, as my balls started to contract. All my pent-up teenage desire was released, as rope after rope of cum shot from my prick and landed on the opposite wall. I heard Amy moan lasciviously as she watched the ribbons of spunk shoot from my cock to produce an obscene trail on the wall and floor between my legs. She never moved, never stopped pumping my cock through the long shower of cum. Amy finally looked up and me, an unfamiliar and hungry look in her beautiful green eyes. "Brett, can we do that again?" she asked with a mischievous smile. Something had just changed with Amy. Touching my cock and making it shoot had somehow shifted our relationship. Amy was not the gatekeeper to our sexual relationship any longer, and my enormous cock had become the object. Even a 14-year-old girl, just on the cusp of maturing, was drawn inexorably to it. I had not expected this change, but realized how it gave me an advantage. I dated Amy until we went to different high schools. After we broke up, I thought it would be a while before I had another girlfriend. A girl again asked me out -- a friend of Amy's, a girl I recognized from the field hockey team. I quickly realized that she knew everything about me. During our first date, we started making out, and she immediately started to rub my cock through my jeans. "Oh fuck, Amy didn't lie," she breathed as her slender hand rubbed my cock head. This started a pattern throughout high school. I would get asked out by a girl, and on our first date would get a hand job. Older girls often asked me out, which was unheard of for a freshman. I got my first blowjob from a junior -- a self-confident and big-titted blonde with a college boyfriend. She had asked me to help her with her math homework, and more or less attacked me in her basement. I remember how she licked and sucked it, trying to shove it in her mouth. She kept moaning and crying out as she worked my cock, telling me that I was so much bigger than her boyfriend. I helped with her math a lot and she eventually took most of my prick down her hot throat. I also started to find my place in the hierarchy of high school -- lettering in football my freshman year playing tight end. The locker room was where my reputation really started. In the group shower, the center of attention was a prick that suddenly hung long and thick between my legs. Other kids would stare, and some of the bold ones would make comments about my prick. Evan as a freshman, I got a lot of quiet respect from my classmates, even the older guys. It was always about the monster between my legs. I lost my virginity at 15 to a casual girl friend. We both felt safe enough with the other to actually take the leap under a pile of blankets in the back of my brother's pickup truck. She didn't see my prick, but did guide it into her pussy. I remember the look of astonishment and some panic on her face, as I lay on top of her, gently pushing into her tight cunt. I only managed to get about half in, before she asked me to stop. After a half hour of rhythmic thrusting, I shot inside her. It was actually very romantic, and we both felt happy, relaxed, and like we had passed a milestone in our young lives. For me, it really opened the gates. I realized what I could do with my cock, how much I could make girls respond, and I loved all of it. In particular, I loved getting women to respond to me. I spent the next few years fucking any girl I could, which was often surprisingly easy -- girlfriends, their friends, a few of their sisters. I finally realized that 2 hours had passed with my text open in front of me. I quickly packed my books, and headed out of the library. I decided to work out at the recreation center, and clear my head. Afterwards, my legs and arms felt bulky and heavy from the long exertion. I met Lisa, and we spent some time in town, talking about the upcoming NCAA tournament, and enjoying our Sunday afternoon. I felt awkward with Lisa, having secretly fucked her roommate only a few hours before. Yet, it was reassuring to spend time with her too. Perhaps I could forget about Itza. Later in the evening, we were studying together and lounging in the living room at her house. Lisa surprised me by leaning over and kissing me. Even with a girl as sexually charged as Lisa, I usually initiated our lovemaking. She seemed intent, even anxious to start something. We began to kiss, mashing our lips together as we hungrily tasted each other. I stroked Lisa's long hair, as I traced my tongue along her shoulders and neck, gently kissing and biting her smooth skin. Lisa suddenly stood up, and pulled me from the couch to head upstairs. Safely in her bedroom, Lisa and I quickly stripped our sweats and t-shirts and dumped these on the floor. I pulled her naked body into mine, and kissed her ardently, plunging my tongue into her supple mouth. I felt her push her breasts into me, as she arched her back and I felt the heat from her body. My hands ran up her side, and cupped each full, luscious breast. Lisa moaned in appreciation, but she suddenly changed, placing her hands on my shoulders, and gently turned me around to face her bed. "Relax, Brett, let me... please" she whispered as she encouraged me onto the bed. As soon as my body was prone, she started to massage my feet. She took each size 14.5 foot in turn, kneading and rubbing with her strong fingers. At first frustrated that Lisa wanted to control the pace, I started to relax to her trained hands. Slowly, Lisa started to work up my corded calves and legs. My muscles still felt heavy and bulky from working out earlier, began to warm under her touch. "I love your body, Brett, so big, so masculine" she breathed as she continued to push on my muscled legs. "Ever since I first watched you at practice, I wanted this body," she continued, "and, I love what you do with it." Lisa's hands moved to my upper legs, pressing and working as she moved towards my ass. My cock, fully hard, pressed painfully into her bed and my abdominals as Lisa pushed into my corded leg muscles. I expected her to move to my ass, but instead she straddled my legs, and began to work on my shoulders. I felt her hot pussy brush against my legs, as she leaned forward to knead my back. "Mmm ... you are so good Lisa, you know how to take care of me," I said in a low rumble, as Lisa's hands continued to work. "Anything for you, Brett, you know that," she said, a hint of need in her normally assertive voice. As she kept up her attention on my broad back, Lisa's pussy ground into my legs, mashing her pussy lips on my skin. I felt her wet cunt as she moved her hips back and forth slightly. I reacted by flexing my leg muscles and pushing my legs slightly up into her moist triangle. I heard Lisa moan, and felt her move quickly backwards, freeing me to flip onto my back. Released from its trap between my thick body and her bed, by huge cock sprang up, towering over my groin, and waving slightly under its own weight. Lisa lunged forward, encircling my prick with her hand, and drawing the swollen head to her lips. "Oh, Brett, I love your huge cock, you are such a man, such a fucking stud," she gasped as her tongue found my piss slit, slick with precum, and pushed the head into her mouth. Lisa sucked the fat head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the crown, as it stretched her lips around the crown. I felt her teeth gently scrape backwards on the crown, and dig deliciously into the tender flesh behind its ridge. "Oh fuck, Lisa. Babe ... you're so fucking good ... you're such a good cocksucker!" I moaned, as Lisa worked my wet cock head. I leaned up on my elbows to watch my girlfriend's head move around the end of my long prick. Her head moved back, releasing my cock as she started to lick the veined shaft. I felt her talented tongue as it moved up and down, licking every inch. Lisa's head would move in a long, slow arc, as she ran her tongue from my shaved pubes, along the shaft, and finally trace the ridge of its plum-sized head. Reaching down, I grabbed my turgid shaft with my hand, and sawed its head and shaft across her open mouth, feeling her teeth lightly brush my hot flesh. I watched as Lisa moved her head back to again engulf my monster. "FUCK!" I shouted out as Lisa impaled her mouth on my thick spear. No woman could ever deep throat me, but she could push over two thirds of my cock down her hot, wet throat. Lisa plunged repeatedly down on my cock, fucking herself with my prick, pushing my fuck meat into her mouth. Lisa was moaning, intent on taking more of my prick. Each fuck stroke forced my cock into her sinful, sucking mouth, and make a little squelch as she swallowed my monster. Lisa kept her hand on it, unable to completely encircle the base of my thick cock with her strong fingers. Her other hand was working my bull balls, squeezing them hard, pulling and kneading as she blew me. Her head would snap down as I fucked her face and she gave me more of that hot hole. She kept this up for a long time, as I watched her suck my cock. Finally, I was on the edge and ready to shoot. "FUCK ... FUCK ... I need to cum babe!" I cried out, as Lisa took my cock deep into her throat, deeper than ever into her scorching mouth. My balls tightened, and I felt the familiar spasm engulf my sex. Rope after rope of hot, burning cum, flew through my prick and into her sucking mouth. The load quickly filled her mouth, and started to spray out of her mouth, as my cock continued to jerk and pump. Breathing hard, I gripped my shaft as the last jets of cum spurt into her mouth. I was still rock hard, as I looked down at her beautiful face as she held my cum, letting it bathe the now-sensitive head. Finally, I saw her cheeks contract and throat jump as she swallowed the hot, salty load. Lisa let my cock out with a loud pop, as it swung back from her face to again point straight up from my body. She looked up, eyes closed, as we both relaxed. "Brett, tell me I am the only one," she said, suddenly eyes wide open and looking directly at me. Fuck, I thought, she knows about Itza. "Lisa, I love you," I replied, truthfully, but not honestly. Not wanting to say anything else, I pulled Lisa up beside me, my softening cock rubbing along her taut athlete's body. Lisa kissed my legs and chest as she moved onto the bed. Moving onto my knees in front of her, I pushed her legs apart to reveal her shaved cunt mound, glistening with her excitement. I leaned down to taste her delicious pussy, licking along its protruding lips, and into the moist crevice of her flowing sex. Up and down, I flicked my tongue, tasting her juices, and teasing her tender flesh. Lisa was moaning now, grasping my hair in both hands, and directing my flicking tongue. My mouth found her hard clit, and I sucked it in, nibbling gently with my teeth. "Oh...Oh ...Oh ...Brett ... Yes, eat my pussy!" she cried as her hips rocked into my face. Her pussy seemed to pulse with excitement, as I licked and sucked, drinking in her excitement. I let a long trail of spit fall onto her exposed clit, and then spread the wetness around with my tongue. Lisa gasped loudly, pushing my head into her sex, and I felt her legs tremble. Hard again, I needed to spear her. I moved forward so that my nuts mashed against her pussy, and pulled back to drag my hardened cock over her wet lips and protruding clit. Sawing my prick back and forth, I coated it with her pussy cream, mashing into her clit, and causing Lisa to push her hips upward to grind harder into my swollen meat. "Brett, oh, I need your cock, fuck me now, fuck me, don't tease me!" gasped Lisa as I worked her pussy. Gripping the thick shaft again, I used the head to push her swollen clit back and forth, rubbing my engorged helmet into her most tender cunt flesh. Again, holding my prick, I drummed on her exposed clit with my fuck stick. Lisa's fists were clenching with each strike against her excited pussy, and I felt tremors in her flesh as she started to cum. I knew well this point, this moment of yielding. I pulled back and found her opening with my hot cock. Now pushing forward, Lisa's pussy stretched to accommodate my thick spear. "Open for me, babe," I said, part plea, part command, but undeniable all the same. My long cock slid into her slick cunt, pushing her flesh apart, penetrating her sex. I looked into Lisa's eyes, unfocused, but beautiful as I entered her. "Fuck ... fuck ... fuck," she moaned, rhythmically, as I pushed deeper into her pussy. I knew how much she could take. Her body shone with sweat and her big breasts swayed slightly. I pushed in, inch after inch of red-hot prick in her pussy. My hands on either side of her body, my hips moving down and forward to skewer her on my big cock. I finally felt the hard flesh of her cervix, as more than 10 inches of prick were buried in her steaming hole. Pausing, I leaned down and kissed her breasts, her neck, her lips. "I love you, babe, love fucking you, love pleasing you," breathing these words into her ear, as I felt her roll her hips back and thrust her cunt mound upwards. "Brett. I love you, I would do anything for you," she moaned, looking into my eyes. I began to flex my hips and pump my monster prick in and out of her pussy. I felt waves of contractions from deep within Lisa, as a series of orgasms pulsed through her body. Each wave lifted her body, causing her to moan in pleasure. Our eyes were locked together, as I pumped -- long, slow, powerful strokes -- pulling out to my rigid cock head was just gripped by her pussy to the final delicious push into the door to her womb. Pushing one leg and then the other up, I grasped Lisa's ankles in my one hand, and placed the other on her no upturned ass. I started to piston more quickly into her cunt. "Take it, babe, take me deep," I breathed as my cock plunged in and out. Lisa was beyond words as I fucked her harder and faster. Her pussy was overflowing with juices as my cock filled her with each stroke. I felt how slick her mound and legs had become against my pumping prick, my slapping balls, and hammering hips. I squeezed my hand tightly around both ankles, and pushed her legs back towards her head. Her cunt hole was taking each thrust, engulfing my prick, and sheathing it in trembling cunt flesh. Again, I felt my balls tighten, as my body readied another load of burning spunk. I plunged in deep, pushing hard into Lisa's cervix one last time, before pulling my throbbing prick from her cunt. Lisa shrieked as my rigid spear began to jump and spurt cum. Long jets of cum erupted from my cock head, shooting through her legs and landing on her belly and heaving tits. Shot after shot, I covered her bald mound and body in trails of white junk. Her hands moved reflexively toward the juices now covering her torso, and began to spread it on her body. I watched as her hands played in my cum, and as she massaged it into her skin. I fell forward onto Lisa's prone body, mashing my sweaty frame onto her cum-coated body. Kissing deeply, we relaxed in each other 's arms, and drifted off to sleep. Yet, I awoke a few hours later, and despite the deep satisfaction, wondered if Itza might be awake. Lisa's arm and leg were firmly clamped around my body, so I could not move. I lay there, thinking of what more I could ask, but still feeling it might be within my reach. The next morning, I was gathering my workout gear and some textbooks. Itza suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing me by my hips, and leaning in to whisper. "Aiee, Brett, you have never visited me again, you must not want me," she taunted. Turning, I grabbed her face in my hands, and kissed her mouth, hard. Reluctantly, we moved apart, and Itza seemed surprisingly flushed. Itza, Girl Who Took It All Ch. 02 "Itza, I will come in my time, don't doubt me." Before she could answer, we both heard Lisa return from her morning run, and start up the old stairs. We separated quickly, Itza ducking into her room, and me slinging my bag. School and fencing intervened for the next few days, so it was Friday night before I got a chance to see Lisa again. We had gone out, dancing and drinking, and finally headed back to her house at 1 am. We grabbed each other and started kissing, leaving a trail of clothes on the stairs. Our shirts and socks now both off, Lisa and I kissed and groped as we made our way clumsily to her room. I noticed that Itza's light shined from under her bedroom door. Once inside her room, Lisa and I started kissing, biting, and licking each other with renewed fervor. I held her beautiful face in both hands and paused. "Lisa, would you really do anything for me?" I asked quietly. She looked puzzled, but she turned her face upwards, and she now showed a look of excitement. Perhaps this question was what she really wanted from me. "Yes, Brett, anything, I only say what I mean," she replied seriously. Her hands moved down my muscled torso, searching for my belt. Lisa perhaps anticipated some other request, but I knew what I wanted. "I love you, Lisa, always" I said tenderly, and kissed her. She smiled as her hands worked on my belt buckle. I decided to make the leap. "Lisa, go down the hall, and ask Itza to join us, babe," I said steadily. Lisa's eyes flashed surprise and some anger. Her hands stopped moving and held my belt. Thinking back on this moment, I can still hear the noise of both our hearts pumping, and nothing else. I waited for Lisa to answer, not knowing what would come. "Brett, you know how much I hate that bitch!" she finally spat. She looked upset, and I thought I had made a mistake. "We can all fuck, it's what I want, and I still love you," I said steadily, stroking her cheek lightly. I knew that this request could not be taken back, or blamed on drunkenness. Lisa dropped her hands from my belt, and turned towards the door. I only had to wait a few minutes -- Itza later told me they did not even speak. Both women reappeared looking somewhat anxious. Itza wasted no time, however. "Aiee, Brett, you are such a big man, you take two pussies," she said with a lascivious smile as she moved forward and placed a hand on my broad chest. Lisa, shocked somewhat at Itza's words, moved to the other side. I turned and kissed Lisa long and hard, and whispered in her ear. "I love you, don't forget," trailing a kiss down her neck. This relaxed her, as she returned her hand to my belt. Lisa undid my buckle, and both girls pulled down my jeans. I kicked off my pants and briefs, as both girls peeled off their clothes, and kneeled in front of me. My cock, long and thick, waved between the two women. Below their entranced faces, I watched their curvaceous breasts rise and fall with each breath. Again, Itza was first, darting her tongue out to lick up and down my veined shaft. List quickly added her tongue, each now bathing my shaft, but avoiding each other's lips. They were in the same room, and working on the same cock, but I had not yet brought them together. "Suck my cock," I moaned and leaned my head back, enjoying their attention to my fuck spear. I had a hand in each woman's hair, and watched both taste my cock, but avoid each other's searching tongues. Itza took my thickened cock head, and sucked hard on the plum-sized head, shoving the first few inches of cock into her mouth. I felt Lisa start to lightly scrape her teeth along the swollen shaft. My cock shined now with spit, and Lisa moved underneath to tongue my balls, and to dart her tongue behind my sack. I flexed my hips, pushing another inch of cock meat into Itza's mouth, and grinding into Lisa's hot mouth, as both girls serviced me. Itza and Lisa were competing -- using their lips, teeth, and tongue to excite me more. "Oh fuck, yes," I said earnestly as Lisa moved her head between my legs, and her tongue flicked between my balls and asshole. Itza continued to suck and run her tongue over my stud prick, pushing her tongue into my piss slit, and flicking at the tender underside of my cock head. "Mmm, I want Lisa first," I said, taking Lisa's hand and pulling her up. My cock popped out of Itza's mouth, and she started to protest, but followed Lisa and I to her bed. I quickly removed the last of Lisa's clothes as she lay back on her bed, Itza now running her hands over my corded back and shoulders. I pushed Lisa's legs to the side, exposing her shaved cunt, and placed my spit-slick cock at her hole. "Itza, take my cock, put it into my girlfriends pussy," I said insistently. Without a pause, Itza moved to my side, and grabbed my prick with her hand. She was not able to encircle the mighty shaft. I leaned forward as Itza guided my cock into Lisa's pussy. "Fuck me, Brett, I need your cock, I want your cock, fuck me!" cried out Lisa, as the engorged head spread her pussy lips wide. I pushed in quickly, feeling her pussy walls expand to accommodate my invading cock. Inch after inch went into my girlfriend's hot cunt hole. Itza kept her hand on my prick as I slid into Lisa. I kept pushing until her fingers bumped into Lisa's puffy lips. All of us moaned simultaneously. I started to withdraw from Lisa, and push back into her pussy. Itza held my cock, and moved her hand back and forth, as I started to fuck my girlfriend faster. "I don't think you can take all of him, Lisa," Itza said with a decidedly evil tone. "You bitch," Lisa spat, as I pistoned into her pussy with Itza gripping my tool. I turned to her to see a lascivious smile, and kissed her hard, intertwining our tongues. Itza dropped her mouth to my chest, and took a nipple in her mouth. Biting fiercely at the hardened flesh, I flexed my big pecs under her sexy mouth, encouraging her to bite harder. Lisa's pussy was now flowing with juices as we fucked harder and faster. With each thrust, I was now banging Itza's hand into Lisa's slick opening. Itza finally removed her hand, and more of my cock began penetrating Lisa. Itza had her other hand stroking my back and ass as I pumped. I would feel her long fingers run from my lower back to my ass with each thrust. I leaned down, and kissed Lisa, playing my tongue over hers. "Lisa, you can take it all, I know you can, babe, show Itza how we fuck," I said, thriving in the competition between my lovers. I hammered into her cunt, pushing more of my fuck meat into her hot hole. Again and again, I thrust my hips forward, and finally felt the hard end to her cunt. I had 10 inches of prick inside my girlfriend, but did not think any more was possible. Tears started to well in Lisa's eyes, as she flung her head side to side and started to cum. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, Brett, Big Man," she gasped as my prick pushed into her cervix with each rhythmic thrust. I smiled realizing that this is what Itza also called me. Lisa's body was convulsing as waves of pleasure overtook her. I kept pumping through her long, loud cum. Itza licking my chest and running her hands over my abs and hips. Lisa kept cumming for a long time, skewering her body as my cock kept driving into her cunt. I withdrew my cock, causing a flow of pussy juice to slide from her hole as my fuck stick left her still-convulsing hole. Itza immediately dove onto my prick, capturing the pussy-wet cock head in her mouth, and moaning loudly. "Mmm, you like the taste Lisa's pussy, don't you, babe?" I asked as Itza sucked and licked at the huge knob. I rolled over on my back, and pulled Lisa over my body. Placing my hands on her hips, I turned her to face away from me. Lisa knew instinctively what I wanted now. She raised her high on her strong, fencer's legs, to allow my almost foot-long cock to reach under her hips and to probe again at her cunt hole. Itza was again running her hands over my body, and moved to kiss me ardently, as Lisa slid reverse cowgirl down onto my hot cock. I watched as Lisa's athletic body pushed down to again take my cock in her pussy. My sword slid into her wet sheath, and again pushed into her cervix. I reached around to run my hands around her heaving tits, massaging her excited flesh. "You see, you cannot satisfy him, you cannot take his big cock," Itza taunted as she removed her mouth from mine. Lisa did not respond this time, but I felt her push down onto my cock. I was as deep as ever in Lisa, but my cock was pushing hard into the knotted muscles that protected her womb. I did not want to hurt her, but Itza had pushed the right buttons. "Aiee, but I took it all, Lisa, did Brett not tell you?" hissed Itza as one of her hands found her roommate's back. "You fucking bitch!" cried Lisa, as she twisted her body to avoid Itza's massaging hands,. Lisa grunted and pushed down again, impaling herself on my rigid cock. Suddenly, I felt her cervix move to the side, shifting from my swollen cock head, and allowing the last inch of prick to penetrate her body. My cock was now lodged entirely in her pussy, the big head stuck into her fornix and her cervix pushed to the side. I threw my head back in ecstasy -- Lisa had taken it all too. Itza was trailing her tongue down the middle of my chest, teasing my nipples and flicking over my abdomen. "Oh fuck, babe, you took it all," I yelled hoarsely, as Lisa ground her hips onto my buried cock. Itza moved her head next to mine, and whispered in my ear. "But, you love me, too, Big Man," she said quietly so that Lisa could not hear, and yet without a hint of self-doubt. I was ready to shoot. Holding Lisa's tits in my clenching hands, I felt my enormous cock swell even more, as I started to shoot into her stretched hole. I pumped several long, scorching jets of cum, holding my prick deep inside. Pulling back on her body, she fell against my muscled chest. Pulling her body further, my still-spurting cock sprang from her cunt. More jets of cum flew from my prick and coated her pussy mound, legs, and belly. Lisa was shaking uncontrollably, cumming and cumming. I feel like my balls were drained, there was so much cum in her pussy and coating her body. "Show me, Itza, eat my cum from her," I shouted, now lost in this selfish need. Itza flipped around in front of Lisa's splayed legs and right into her exposed and dripping triangle. Lisa shrieked, as Itza pushed her face into her roommate's smooth pussy. I heard both women moaning as I watch Itza lick at her cum-coated cunt lips. "Itza, you want my cum, take it from Lisa," I gasped. Itza wildly licked at Lisa's pussy, running her tongue in her slit and over her cunt mound. She picked up traces of spunk on her tongue, and rolled the white essence into her mouth. My prick remained as hard as a spear, and pointed straight toward the ceiling between Lisa's spread legs. Itza started to lick and suck my shaft, chasing more of my cum and Lisa's pussy juices. "Taste her pussy, Itza, take it from my cock," I exhorted, lost in the pleasure of Itza servicing both Lisa and me. Suddenly, Lisa spoke. "Yes, bitch, suck my pussy, lick my juices off of my boyfriend's big cock, you FUCKING bitch!" Lisa yelled harshly, enjoying how this encouraged Itza to lick faster. Ready for more, I moved from underneath Lisa. She fell back onto the bed and in front of Itza. I rubbed my hands over Itza's round, taut ass, as she continued to kiss and lick her roommate's shaved cunt. Itza got onto her hands and knees, still with her face pressed into Lisa's wet snatch, now ass in the air. Lisa's eyes flashed, not knowing what might happen. My thick cock waved in the air, as I positioned it at Itza's hole. "Brett," Lisa pleaded, as I rubbed my cock head in the glistening opening. Itza stopped eating her for a moment. "Fuck me, Big Man, I want all of that beautiful prick!" cried Itza. "I need this pussy, too, babe," I said without hesitation, and started to push my long, thick cock into my new girlfriend's pussy. Lisa closed her eyes, accepting this new combination. In one thrust, I pushed my entire length into Itza's slick cunt. I hear Itza shouting now, muffled through the blood pounding in my ears. Lisa cried out, as she started to cum again on Itza's face and mouth. I kept pumping, hard and fast, as all 11 ½ inches of prick hammered Itza from behind. Machine like, I fuck Itza harder and harder. "FUCK ... FUCK ... FUCK!" I shouted as my hips banged into Itza, my balls slapping hard against her wet pussy mound. I started to feel that familiar surge in my cock and balls. Yet, something new was also happening -- I could feel something deep inside that was different and exhilarating. Itza and Lisa had lit a new, more intense sexual fire. I had fucked two beautiful women, asked for and taken their willing bodies. Both women had acted out new kinks, all for my muscled body and unyielding cock. I knew then, as I fucked Itza from behind and watched her lap at Lisa's creamed pussy, that I was truly insatiable. I relentlessly fucked Itza's hot cunt, feeling waves of contractions as she started cumming. From this point, I could ask for any pleasure, and expect to get it from these women. "Lisa, babe, get underneath," I said between grunts, hearing the words in the room, but surprised at what I said. Lisa hesitated for a moment, but then twisted her body around underneath Itza. She moved further under the olive-toned body in front of me, and I heard Itza cry out when Lisa's tongue finds her distended pussy. Lisa began to moan loudly, as she worked her tongue into the wet slit of her competitor. My long, thick cock continued to pump into her cunt, as Lisa tongued it from below. The girls mashed their full tits together, with Lisa's sucking mouth now locked onto Itza's mound. "I knew you liked pussy, roomie," purred Itza, as she leaned her head back. I smiled at this, knowing how this taunt would drive Lisa mad. Yet, the slurping noises from between Itza's spread legs only increased, as my girlfriend ate pussy like a champion. "Yes, oh, lover, eat my hot cunt! AIEE!" Itza shouted, grinding her sex into my pistoning cock and Lisa's mouth. My balls swung with each powerful stroke, mashing into Lisa's head as she licked and sucked the steaming cunt above her face. I felt Lisa's tongue find where my shaft was entering Itza's hole, and the joining of tongue, cock, and pussy finally sent me over the precipice. From my asshole to my prick, my entire sex began to contract, and I pulled my wet cock from Itza's grasping pussy. I reached down to grab my turgid shaft in both hands, as rope after rope of cum spurted from the monster's eye. Itza collapses forward as my cum splattered her ass and pussy. I watched, gasping, as several shots find Lisa's upturned face, covering her with hot goo. This second load, almost as big as the first of the night, seemed to last forever -- long gushing shot after shot of spunk for Lisa and Itza. Finally, my prick stopped shooting, as Lisa started to move the spunk around her face, sucking on her fingers, and licking at Itza's tender cunt flesh. I collapsed on the bed next to both of my lovers. Much later, I would awake to find Itza and Lisa on opposite sides of my body, each with a hand on my broad chest, sleeping quietly. My cock, still swollen from pleasuring both women, lay across one leg, tumescent for the moment. No love triangle lasts forever, and this one was no different. For a few weeks, I slept with both girls. Lisa, Itza, and I went to parties together, and I had two hot and willing girlfriends. Everyone knew -- our teammates, our friends -- but no one asked about our relationship. I could take one girl or the other or both at the same time. We spent hours tangled on the crowded double bed in Lisa's room. We fucked every day, too many combinations to count, too many orgasms to remember. The girls competed for my body, my cock, my cum. I gave them everything a stud could. Yet, I knew all along who would eventually win out. I still loved Lisa, but my own sexual needs had grown, and Itza simply wanted it more. One day, Lisa came home early to find me ass fucking Itza in the old claw-foot tub. I was close to cumming as Itza's asshole squeezed my rigid prick, and I could only keep fucking her. As Lisa stood in the doorway watching, tears filled her eyes, and I knew our triangle was finally broken. Lisa retreated from the room, and we barely spoke after that. I did not come by the house, and avoided each other at practice. At the end of the semester, Lisa went home, and I moved back in with Itza. We became friends again, after a while, when she had moved on to a new boyfriend. He was not a teammate, and I thought that this was a good change for Lisa. Itza and I continued living together, and had other adventures, found other new sensations. I had made my choice.