0 comments/ 72106 views/ 5 favorites One on One By: saucy_angie Tanya was the star player for her high school basketball team. Her interest in the sport was such that she had always hoped to have enough success in it to enter college on a full scholarship. She was definitely an athletic girl of eighteen, but not masculine or overly muscular; still retaining enough femininity to attract many watchful male eyes. She was also, as would be expected for this sport, quite tall; stretching to a fine, lanky height of 5'11" though still retaining enough curves around her hips, and a reasonable sized 34c bust line, all of which indicated she was truly a girl. Unlike many of the girls on her team, Tanya was Caucasian, with pretty blue eyes and dirty blonde hair in a nicely bobbed style. While practicing shooting hoops at her home, Tanya was approached by someone she had met before; albeit only in competition. Her name was Danielle, or Danny as her friends called her, she was from one of Tanya's team's chief rivals in town. Like Tanya, Danny was a tall lanky girl of about 5'10" or 11" from what Tanya could tell; although of African American heritage, with shoulder length, thick dark black hair and flashing dark eyes and a slightly bigger bust line (36d) and with bigger hips too. Her breasts were always very obvious when she played, even with a sports bra, as they tended to leap about and often slap other players. "Hey girl, I see you're shooting a few hoops, ya wanna play a little b ball? Maybe a little one on one?" Danny enquired of her startled opponent. "Shit, girl, I didn't even see you there, you nearly made me crash into the pole!" Tanya quickly recovered and began to laugh. "Well, aren't you the jumpy one? Now I know how to beat you when I play you next time!" "Oh I doubt that will ever happen, cuz you will certainly only ever be my bitch every game we play!" Tanya taunted Danielle, which just upped the ante of their increasingly tense conversation. "Well, let's just see 'bout that, why don't we play here and now?" Danny again challenged Tanya, resulting in the ball being thrown to her. "ok, game on, girl!" Tanya got into position, but first did her signature hip grind to show she was ready. Tanya's little move seemed to set off a certain sexual interest in Danny she had not felt before; watching Tanya's short pleated practice skirt shimmied as she shook her ass, exposing the fact that Tanya had only a thong underneath. Danny also noticed Tanya had on only a sports bra once she'd removed her tee shirt, which Tanya had intended as a sign that she was ready for a real match, but seemed to accentuate Danny's unexpected sexual interest in her. Danny was similarly attired, though wearing only a midriff bearing tee with no bra underneath, but otherwise almost identical type of clothing- including a thong. As with Tanya, Danny was also just eighteen and looking forward to attending college in the fall. As the girls played their game of one on one, something was soon becoming increasingly apparent to both of them- though neither said it out loud. They were becoming very excited, and not just by the adrenaline rush of the game, but also by each other; especially as Danny's buxom breasts seemingly flew about as she moved, sometimes to the point where her top would flip up and briefly exposed them to Tanya and other times when they would slap Tanya's body. Danny and Tanya became increasingly aggressive in their play, more than what was common for a practice or a 'friendly' game like this, where one or the other found themselves draped over the other; hips, buttocks, and occasionally mons rubbing hard on each other. Frequent attempts to grab at the ball led to hands roughly slapping, grasping, and sometimes twisting of the other's breast. At one point, while Tanya was partially bent over and dribbling the ball- her back to Danny- Danny noticed that Tanya's skirt had been pushed up and its hem forced under the waistband, leaving a somewhat dampened thong fully exposed. Danny felt her mouth water and made a little extra effort to rub herself against Tanya's bared buttocks with her mound as she fought for the ball. Tanya became quite aware of this sensation, but did not resist; instead pushing her ass up against Danielle so that they engaged in a little playful frottage where the ball became an almost forgotten entity in their game before the two girls regained their composure- both looking very flushed and a little embarrassed – and returned to their original game. Soon the game came to an end, with Tanya barely defeating Danny on the last shot, an event that was itself sexually highly charged as the two girls engaged in a mad scramble with plenty of body parts bouncing off each other. Tanya turned to Danielle with a wicked smile, "I told you you'd still be my little bitch!" "In your dreams, you only got some lucky breaks," Danielle almost pouted, something that added fuel to the fire that was growing between Tanya's thighs. "Ha! Well, why don't we go inside for a cool drink and clean up a bit and then we can discuss how much luck was really involved," Tanya offered with a smile. As she finished she happened to glance down and was briefly fixated on Danny's breasts. Between the sweat making her top cling to her body, its dampness making her tee nearly see through, and the obvious hardness of Danny's nipples pushing through her tee shirt's fabric; Tanya found Danny's chest almost enthralling. It was Danielle's clearing of her throat that startled Tanya back to eye contact and a blushing face, though by this time her own nipples were straining to poke through her sports bra- a sight Danny had not missed. "Lookin' for somethin'?," Danny chortled. "Sorry, I guess I was just a little 'out of it' after that workout!" Tanya fumbled for a not too convincing excuse, "I'll get you a drink of cold water." With that, Tanya let Danny into her house where the two girls sipped their cool drinks before Danny made the unexpected move of removing her tee. "Damn, that was one hard one on one, haven't had that much of a work out in weeks!" Danny just smiled and began wiping down her chest with her sweaty shirt. Tanya was stunned, gawking at her rival's large, firm breasts as they swayed with every move Danny made. Danny looked up to notice Tanya's gawking eyes and became incensed, "What the fuck are you looking at bitch?" Startled out of her stupor, Tanya jerked up to see the fiery eyes on Danny piercing her gaze, "um, nothing," she finally offered. "Nothing? What do you mean nothing? I'll show you nothing!" and with that, Danny thrust her hands forward, grabbing Tanya's relatively smaller breasts, twisting at them until her bra snapped and the straps fell down each side of her shoulders, breaking free her firm orbs as Danny twisted and pulled on each. "Ow! shit, that hurts, what are you doing?" Tanya tried to pull away, but the larger woman physically overpowered her and forced her to stay. "You see this? This is nothing!" Danny's fingers clawed Tanya's bra off her breasts before holding them up as far as she could to let Tanya see the objects she spoke of. Her fingers dug deeper into Tanya's lovely, supple flesh causing Tanya to let out a small yelp of pain and a tear to well up in her eye. "Stop it, you're hurting me!" Danny relented, but only long enough to force her much larger, swaying breasts up toward Tanya's face and then into her hands. "Now, this is what I call something, not like your nothing!" Tanya felt to smooth, soft skin of Danny's breasts in her hands, she could not resist a small squeeze of each which emphasized how large and firm they were, all of which brought forth a small sigh and a moaning utterance from Danny. The two girls' nipples were now just as hard as rock, jutting forth toward each other, almost begging the other woman to touch and suckle upon. Yet, although both women were finding the other's breasts enticing, they were not yet ready to accede to any lesbian tendencies they were then feeling. Instead, a new aggressive playfulness overtook them as a fresh game of one on one was about to begin. "You're a real skank, you know that?" Tanya arched her back in defiance as she said this, her breasts lightly brushing up against Danny's. "I'm a skank? I think we both know who the real skank is around here!," with that, Danny grabbed at Tanya, pulling her to the floor. The two girls engaged in a thrashing game of wrestling that soon resulted in twisted, pulled and pinched breasts and- especially- nipples; as well as slaps of each others' buttocks and the ever more intimate intertwining and rubbing of body parts on each other- especially their very pungent smelling, damp pussies. In minutes, the two found their skirts pushed up so far that they fully exposed their nether regions, while their thongs were forced well up between their cunt lips and ass cracks, leaving little fabric for the eye to see. "Oh fuck, girly, you are a real competitor aren't you?" Danny grinned menacingly as the two women continued to claw at each other, fingers finding their breasts; twisting, squeezing, pinching , slapping them, as well as rubbing one upon the other. Tanya's hand tentatively made its way between Danny's legs, her fingers soon stroking the fine, thick, and wet lips that protruded from her vagina eliciting a deep moan of pleasure from her rival. As Tanya's strokes became more regular she found her confidence grow; resulting in one then two fingers plunging between Danielle's hairy clam lips and ever deeper inside her sucking hole. "Shit, baby, you are gonna make me cum so hard - I've never been this horny in my life!" Danielle grunted and began to grind her pubes on Tanya's plying hand. In seconds, Danny returned the favor, each girl now digging and twisting their fingers inside the other's cunt- while also pulling up on their thongs, thereby forcing them deeper inside their holes. The grunts and moans elicited from each young woman's throats became much louder and seemed to come from their bodies' very core, as the two wrestled until they found their hips intersecting to allow for a mutual exchange of pubic frottage as they each tried to hold the other down; clenching round each others' hands and wrists in a seemingly endless jockeying for supremacy. Finally, Tanya grabbed Danny by the back of her head and began to force her down as Tanya pushed her drenched, barely panty clad cunt up Danny's torso before resting it on Danny's ample bosom. "Take a whiff of this, bitch and then kiss it!" Tanya roughly forced Danny's head up to her quim where, surprisingly, Danny relented and snorted Tanya's heady odor before planting a very wet and long kiss on Tanya's lower lips and clitoris. Tanya rolled her head and eyes while letting out a shocked but aroused cry that was soon followed by a more invasive application of Danny's full lips and, soon after, tongue to Tanya's hairy snatch. "Oooooo yaaaaa, you're soooo good at that baby, makes me sooo wet!" Tanya cooed and began to rub her pussy over Danny's increasingly eager, not to mention wet, face. Danny pried her fingers into Tanya's almost gushing tight hole, pulling her lips farther apart to facilitate Danny's mouth's advances. In short order, Tanya swiveled round and returned the favor to her rival's exceptionally tangy cunt; with both girls delving deeper into the others' pussies with tongue and finger. "Mmmmm, no matter what the color is outside, I can sure tell we're all pink in the middle!" Tanya giggled as she held Danny's labial lips wide open with her fingers before returning to taste her sweetness and probe its tight, sucking hole. "That's for sure, doll face . . . I haven't seen so much pink in one spot as long as I can remember!" Danny chortled at the thought and ploughed her opponent's gaping field with her two prongs. After several minutes the girls found themselves reaching a heightened climax, as they fidgeted on each others' digits, face, and dripping wet clams. A growl of ecstasy ushered from Tanya's throat as she bit her lower lip before collapsing between her rival's thighs. Danny quickly followed suit, an unexpectedly girlish squeal informed both young women that she had peaked before she, too, found herself lying prostrate between Tanya's lovely, long legs; her sopping, hairy cunt brushing up against her cheek. Danny turned and tenderly kissed Tanya's lower lips, nuzzling her nose and mouth into her thick, matted hair. "I don't know who is whose bitch, but I do know I definitely want to play this kind of one on one game again!" Danny purred, the vibrations caused by her statement creating a tingling through Tanya's vagina eliciting a shuddering through her entire body. "Absolutely, baby!" Tanya replied, her hand caressing Danny's head and stroking her hair as she returned Danny's obscene kiss on an equally drenched and hairy poon. One on One This story is based loosely on a real life experience. I have added to it. Consider it a work of fiction. ***** Now, it really excites me when a woman has pale skin and a dark pussy mound; and the darker her mound is, the more it excites me. And it drives me wild when her inner pussy lips stick out between the outer lips. Well, this girl's cunt was my ideal in the flesh. A green eyed natural blonde, she was the color of fresh cream, with just an undertone of bronze. The mound of her cunt was covered with a light dusting of pale gold hair, but the flesh under the light hair shaded from light olive at the top of her mound to a dark, almost milk chocolate color at the crack of her pussy. Her outer lips were so fat that they looked swollen. I had the wild notion that if I pressed too hard on them, they would burst like overripe plums. Her inner lips protruded more than an inch, and the edges of them were the dark chocolate brown of a Hershey bar against the tan of the mound. I could hardly believe that at the age of twenty-three, she had never had a sexual experience of any kind. My cock was a dark purplish red, swollen and hard as a broom handle, with the veins standing out all over it like knotted cords. My balls were throbbing with the need to feel her pussy clutched tight and wet and pulsating around my naked hardness, and I was aching with the need to spurt my come in her. I could see the tight slit of her cunt, with the fringe of the inner lips showing like the tip of a dark tongue. But her outer lips were drawn tight and hard together. I pinched the dark fringes, pressing and rolling them hard between my thumb and fingers. I pressed the swollen, aching head of my cock against the hard, rubbery edges. I pressed those cunt lips inward with a heavy thrust, but I couldn't penetrate between them. I licked the tip of my tongue up and down the tight crack, rubbing it firmly and oh, so slowly all over the extended dark meat of the inner lips. Now I took that dark protruding fringe in my mouth, sucking it hard, flicking the edges hard and fast with the tip of my tongue. I chewed the edges lightly, stretching them out and rolling them with my tongue. I pulled those lips apart with my fingers, feasting my eyes on the pink cunt flesh between the dark, wrinkled fringes. Moistening my fingertip with saliva, I stroked the pink inner flesh, and it was dry and tight. It quivered and spasmed, opening slightly until I could just get the tip of my finger between the creamy pink walls of her inner cunt, but it remained dry to my stroking finger. "God, Charley, I'm scared," she whispered, and her voice shook. "I want you, and I want you to ma... make lo... to... t... to f... f... to fuck me!" She said it as if the word were an accomplishment in itself, and having said it would make it happen. "But I'm afraid it's go... going to hur... hur... hurt, to tear me open. I mean tear my insides open. I mean tear open my... my pussy. It feels like it's already torn open. It hur... hurts, Charley. Are... are you fucking me? Are you fucking me now? I can't see your face. Have you got your... your... thing in me? Are we fucking now?" Slipping my finger out of her pussy, I began stroking the light hair of her wonderful mound as I fondled and stroked and pinched her breasts and her nipples. I murmured softly against her hair, "No, Sugar." God! but her body was soft and warm against me. She turned her face to kiss me full on the lips, and her mouth was wet and hot and sweet. After a long time I pulled away to end the kiss. "No, we haven't been fucking yet. I'm only feeling your pussy. I'm getting you ready so that you can fuck. I'm not going to hurt you, okay? Just relax as much as you can, all right? You don't have to do anything; just lie back and let me do it to you. Please; I'm not going to hurt you. You're going to like it. Trust me." Taking her nipple in my mouth, I rolled it gently between my lips, chewing ever so lightly on the hardening bud. I stroked the curve of her lower belly down to where the hair of her cunt began. I brought my open palm down to the inside thigh just above her knee, and stroked slowly up to the fuzz covering her cunt, across her snatch, and down her other thigh. I stroked her up and down and back up and down again, lingering each time a little longer on the light fuzz of her pussy. She was panting, heavy and hot and breathy, and her breath came fast and shallow, as if she were fighting for air. Now I was licking her belly, running my tongue in circles around her navel and dipping down to lick the fringe of her pale gold cunt hair. I kneaded her left breast with one hand while I stroked the fur of her cunt with the other. I let my tongue leave a wet trail all over the curve of her belly, and began to lick the outside of her crack, from the bottom of her slit upward to the top end where her clit was buried between the cunt lips. Now I slipped my hands under the rounded globes of her bottom, lifting her cunt to my mouth as if I were drinking the juices from her pussy like drinking wine from a goblet. The idea of drinking juice pussy juice from a goblet was a sharp picture in my mind, and it really heated me up. I pressed my mouth against the moist cunt lips and sucked. She was still tight, but no longer totally dry. She had started to tremble like a palm in a high wind, and her thighs were shaking so that her whole body shuddered. Parting her cunt lips with my fingers, I licked my tongue gently up between them, revelling in the sharp, musky flavor of pussy. I licked her slowly and gently, up from the rounded vee at the bottom end of her snatch to the clit end and down again, all around the outside of her swelling mound and up the inside of her crack again and again. My saliva was flowing all over her cunt and trickling down the crack between the round cheeks of her ass, so that she was lying in a moist pool. Moistening my thumb and forefinger, I began to nip the ridge between the bottom of her cunt and the tight little hole of her ass. I pressed my thumb tight against her ass and slipped just the tip of my finger between the lips of her cunt. Her pussy juices were starting to flow a little, and now I could just get the tip of my finger in her, despite the rigidity of the muscles that held her closed so hard and tight. I began to pinch my finger and thumb lightly together, working my fingertip into her pussy and pushing my thumb against her ass hole at the same time. Now the juices of her cunt had started to flow, and I was able to separate her inner lips enough to get the tip of my tongue between them. I worked the tip of my tongue round and round, stirring her tight slit with it. I licked and licked and licked. She was moaning now, like a wild animal, and thrashing like a woman in an hysterical seizure. As I continued to lick the sweet pink flesh of her inner cunt, I was kneading the bulge of her mound just above the clit and stroking her ass hole with my thumb. The musky smell of wet womanflesh was working on me, and my dick was painfully swollen. My tongue went into her a little deeper with each stroke, and finally I was able to touch her clit at the top of one tongue stroke. Now I concentrated on her clit, touching it with my tongue tip as lightly as I would have touched a new hatched baby bird, but lightly increasing the pressure of my palm on her mound and the pressure of my thumb against the outside of her tight bum hole. Her eyes were open but glassy, as if she couldn't see anything at all, as if she were unconscious with her eyes wide open, Her moans had increased in pace and volume, and her panting was deep and ragged. I licked upward, scraping the whole length of my tongue hard against her clit, simultaneously thrusting my finger into her cunt and my thumb up her wet ass all in a single motion. She screamed then, a high keening sound, as if something had ruptured inside her, and the juice began to flow from her cunt like a broken reservoir. She thrashed and writhed and moaned like a woman in a fire, and bucked like a wild zebra, thrusting her cunt hard against my mouth over and over again. She was coming, hot and hard! She was at the peak of her first-ever orgasm, and it was tearing her into bright, jagged shards of painful ecstasy. Her legs were locked tight around my head and her fingers were buried in my hair, and she pulled and clutched and slammed her heels into my back as she crammed my head against her and mashed my face into her bucking, thrusting cunt. "Oh my God!" she shrieked. "Oh God! God! God, God GodOGodOGodOGodOGod! OOOooooooohhhhhhhhh!" Her screams were rising in pitch and volume, going up and up and almost off the scale, and I thought her lungs would crack from the sheer force of her cries. I slid my hands under her ass, lifting her pussy to my mouth and mashing my face into the wet, foamy fur of her cunt. I crushed my face into her, not caring whether I could breathe, conscious only of the hot wet smell and the steaming womanliness of her cunt, lapping and drinking her copiously flowing juices as if from the well of life itself. She went on screaming and kicking and bucking and writhing and twisting and clutching and screaming and screaming for a long, long time. Finally her frenzy began to fade, grinding down into long, low heavy moans, and the clutch of her thighs on my head and ears loosened, and I could lift my head to breathe above the sopping wet fur of her pussy. "Oooohhhhh, God!" she moaned. "God! I've been on fire all over! I'm still burning! You made me come. I think I'm still coming! And you never even fucked me. Don't you want to fuck me? It's not fair. You made me come, but you didn't come. You didn't get any pussy. You didn't come. You didn't, did you?" I moved my body up over her, lying deep between her outspread thighs, mashing the hair of my crotch hard into her pubic bone, kneading her breasts and squeezing the nipples as I kissed and licked them. I kissed her long and hard and deep, sucking her tongue into my mouth and thrusting my tongue into her mouth as deeply as I could. She began to shudder again. "Don't be in a hurry," I said. "I'm just starting to warm you up for fucking. You're going to get fucked, well and proper." She reached down between us and touched my cock. It had relaxed just a little from the heavy, pulsating hardness of a few minutes earlier, and a clear film of lubricating fluid was smeared over the cockhead. Her fingers curled around my meaty prick, slipping up and down, smearing the pre come fluid over the length of the shaft. Now I turned my body so that I was lying under her while she knelt above me, and I could lick her cunt while she brought the head of my rod to her lips. She gave it a little squeeze and planted a tiny kiss on the peehole slit. Then her tongue came out for a soft butterfly lick up the underside of the head. God! It drove me to a frenzy! She could see that, and she licked it again. She licked round and round the sensitive underside of the flange, then she took the head in her mouth and rolled her tongue over it, round and round. My cock was thicker than her wrist, so that she could hardly get her mouth over the head, and her lips were stretched out around it. She let her teeth scrape ever so lightly under the sensitive edge of the flange, and then she began to suck. She sucked like a rogue vacuum cleaner in heat, drawing the head in and mashing it against the roof of her mouth with deep, heavy thrusts of her tongue. Now, my cock is two inches thick and nearly eleven inches long, so she couldn't get much of it into her mouth, but she sucked and chewed and mauled the part she could reach until I thought I would spew a flood of come into her throat. My cock began to throb and pulse, and she stopped her frenzied sucking. She rested with the head of it in her mouth, but unmoving, so as not to trigger the shoot of my come too soon. Meanwhile I had gone to work on her pussy again. I held the dark fringed pink lips apart and ran my tongue up in her as deep as it would reach. I licked around and around the outside of her cunt opening, up the outside all the way to her ass hole, and down to the throbbing clit at the other end of her crack. I bumped her clit hard, again and again with the tip of my tongue. I flicked my tongue back and forth over her clit, fast and hard. I slurped her clit into my mouth and sucked it hard. I tongue fucked her flowing cunt for all I was worth, stroking her mound and her rounded ass and working my thumb in and out of her ass hole as I slurped and licked and drank her juices again. She started to chew and suck my dick again. Her mouth was slithering up and down the shaft, and I could feel the head bump against the back of her throat with every stroke. She was bouncing and kneading my hot and heaving balls as she sucked. She rolled them hard between her fingers. She batted them up and down with the fingertips of one hand until I wasn't sure whether I was getting pleasure or pain from it. Her other hand was stroking the lower shaft of my cock, moistened by the saliva that seeped out from her sucking mouth. Up and down went her hand and head together, as if they were fastened together, and her stroking hand rubbed the mingled juices into foam. She started to moan again, little bleating cries through her nose, but she never slacked the pressure of her lips and tongue around my cock, and she never broke the rhythm of her suck stroke up and down the shaft. But I slowed my tongue strokes up the pink slot of her pussy and eased off the pressure of my tongue. I wasn't going to let her come again so soon. I wanted to keep her hot and make her hotter, and lead her on as long as I could. I wanted her to come again with my dick in her, and, if the first one was any indication, I wasn't sure how many more orgasms she could handle. When my dick felt as hard and hot as an iron rod in a forge, and her pussy was wet and helplessly open to my tongue, I rolled her over on her back, slipped between her thighs, and began to rub the head of my dick up and down her sopping gash. My cockhead was burning from the scraping her teeth had given it. It was supersensitive and almost painful, but it was little short of ecstasy to rub it in the moist pink meat of that warm flowing cleft. Now I leaned down over her with my weight on my hands and arms, and pushed the head of my cock gently into her until her cunt lips clamped over the head like a collar. Then I began a rotating motion with my hips, lightly stirring the head of my dick round and round in her, but not pushing it any deeper in. Her knees came up and her legs went over my shoulders. She hung on my shoulders by her knees and lifted her hips up to meet my cock in a slow, undulating motion. Now I changed the round-and-round motion to a short, shallow stroke. I pressed no more than a quarter inch deeper into her with each stroke, nudging her virgin hymen lightly, and drawing back only a fraction. Her pussy and the whole triangle of her crotch under the pale blonde fuzz had turned a deep red, and the chocolate edges of her inner pussy lips were now black. I watched the fat, purple helmeted head of my cock sliding into the flaming red fatness of her swollen cunt. Each time I pulled back, the dark, glossy inner lips stretched out tight as they clung to my cock. I pulled her legs off my shoulders, pressed her knees outward and spread eagled them against the bed. She was utterly open to me now, like a ripe flower ready and needing to be taken or else it would burst open with the inner pressure of its own sweetness. I slowed the rhythm of my tiny butterfly cock strokes until each stroke took a full three seconds. I drew my cock almost entirely out of her so that only the tip rested barely inside the dark, shining lips of her wide open cunt. Then, pressing my chest against her warm little tits, I tightened my arms around her body, lifted my hips and drove the shaft of my thick, rigid cock straight down into her creamy wet pussy. I could feel my cockhead mashing against the membrane of her cherry as I slid into her. It resisted the relentless pressure of my invading prick, stretching thinner and tighter with the force of my driving rod. Then it began to give, and it was tearing, and suddenly it popped and tore open and my cock plunged onward into the foaming wet depths of her virgin pussy. My balls slapped smartly against the creamy smooth roundness of her bottom. She screamed as I ploughed into her, high and shrill like a wounded animal. Her thighs clamped hard against my hips, and her nails sank into my back. She was clawing like a trapped wildcat, and her torn pussy was flowing blood. I could feel the wetness of my balls lying against the smooth roundness of her ass, and the warmth of the blood from her ruptured hymen flowing down them. I lay still with my cock buried as deep in her as she could hold, mashing it into her hard and deep, soaking up the delicious heat of her pussy through the length of my rod. And it was pulsating, throbbing like a living thing inside her. It was driving me into a frenzy, but I held it pressed into her as deep as possible, without moving, while she bucked and clawed and kicked and screamed, holding her down with the weight of my body and enjoying the ride. When she gradually stopped bucking and clawing, and her screams toned down into deep, low moans, I eased up the pressure of my hips, drawing my cock back ever so slightly. It was a painful scrape against her torn membrane. Her arms went round my body, mashing me against her chest. Her entire body reacted with a tiny shuddering spasm, and she clung to me. "Noooo!" she moaned. "Not yet. Be still. Don't take it out. I want it in me. I want all of you in me." I hadn't come yet, and my cock was swollen and distended and aching with need. I held her face between my palms and softly kissed her lips. I stroked her face and her hair. I kissed her firmly on the mouth and drew my swollen cock out of her. She moaned again, through her nose, never breaking the kiss, and her body writhed under me. I continued pulling my dick out of her until only the head was lodged in the tight ring of her torn membrane. I rotated my hips in a stirring motion, round and round and round, slipping it back into her as I stirred her pussy with the head of my hungry cock. I went on pushing it deeper and deeper in her, slowly, slowly, as far as I could get it up in her, until I felt the bottom of her juicy cunt as I bumped the head of my rigid cock against it. Then in a single tiny stroke I bumped my cockhead once more on her cervix. I bumped it again and again and again, pushing harder into her each time, feeling the wet rubbing of my balls on her upturned ass with each stroke, until I had almost the entire length of my dick inside her. The pressure of her clutching cunt squeezing tight around my cock was, and remains still, the most ecstatic feeling I have ever had. I wanted to shag her hard and fast, to fill her with my come, but I wanted this thrilling pleasure to go on as long as possible. I pulled out an inch and jammed it in her again as hard as I could thrust. This caused her cunt to spasm, and it crushed my cock with unbelievable pressure. I felt as if my dick would be pinched off. I jammed it up her again, nailing her to the bed with all the pressure I could put in her. Her legs were tight round my body now, and she thrust her cunt up against me, cramming my cock into her cunt with her heels against my butt. I could feel the boiling come in my balls building to a peak of pressure, and the entire length of my prick began to ache and throb. I started to move my dick again, in and out of her in light medium strokes and a regular rhythm. I found that if I kept the rhythm steady I could control the throbbing pressure in my shaft, and I was able to thrust my dick in and out of her in this way for many minutes. One on One I didn't vary the rhythm of my cock strokes, but I gradually increased the depth of the stroke, slipping more and more dick into her on each stroke, until she was taking almost the entire length of my cock in her slippery wet pussy each time. By now the pressure inside my dick had built to a point of near agony, and I began to fuck in real earnest, hard and deep into her; thump against the bottom of her sheath and out until just the tip was left between her pussy lips. Into her creamy depths, and out. I pulled the head of my dick entirely out of her and jabbed it back in, continuing the stroke all the way into her until my cockhead banged sharply into the bottom of her pussy. I slid it out and jammed it back in her again and again and again, and each new entry was like bursting through her guardian membrane into her virgin pussy for the first time all over again. I slapped my wet balls hard against her ass with a sharp, stinging slap as I plunged my steaming cock over and over to the utmost depth of her clutching, creamy cunt. Now I was fucking in frenzied strokes, hard and fast and deep, slamming my cock faster and faster into her. The friction of my cock shaft on her rigid clit was carrying her, wave upon wave, into a moaning frenzy as I plunged it deep in her pussy time after time. I was hammering her with my body and nailing her with my cock, and the fire in my cock was maddening. Then suddenly something inside my cock seemed to burst with a tearing, gushing release, but I continued plunging the length of my flaming cock in her again and again as I spewed floods of hot white come into her throbbing, burning pussy. The friction of my heavy rod in her cunt and the scraping of the shaft against her swollen clit had driven her again to the peak of passion, and she clawed and bucked and screamed as another orgasm lifted and shook her like a leaf in the wind. It was all I could do to hold on for the ride. I held her tightly to me, my hands on the cheeks of her ass clutching her hard against my body. I was still spewing my juices deep into her in pulsating spurts, and my cock was burning with the heat of the spurting come pouring out into her pussy as it clutched and spasmed. I filled her cunt with my cream until it overflowed and poured out round the shaft of my dick and ran down the crack of her ass, mingled with the flowing blood of her torn maidenhead. At last the pulsing spurts of my spewing cock began to subside, and the thrashing of her body slowed and stopped. I could feel the wetness of my balls against the flesh of her ass as I lay there, still buried up to the balls in her bleeding, creaming pussy, soaking my prick in her juices as our bodies cooled. And I could feel my dick subsiding, shrinking and softening as I stroked her hair and her face and kissed her mouth and neck again and again. After resting on her like this for a long time, I moved back to draw my dick out of her creamy hole. Her cunt had cooled and tightened again, and it clutched me tight. My shrunken prick stretched out again as I pulled it out of her. Then with a little pop it came free, and I rolled off her body and lay beside her, holding her in my arms and stroking her body. My prick left a gleaming trail of blood and come down her thigh. I stroked her breasts and her nipples. I took her breasts in my hands and kneaded them, stroking and kissing them and sucking the nipples softly until they began to rise again. I slid my palms over her breasts and her belly, letting my fingers go down to the bottom of her belly, to the swelling of her mound, there to stroke lightly the sparse hair covering it. As I kissed her again I drew my fingers over the outside of her cunt, up and then down again to where the mingled come and blood lay drying on the firm roundness of her. Her thighs opened as I stroked her pussy again. Without breaking the kisses, she began to moan through her nose, quick little birdlike cries. Her hips began to rise and fall, thrusting her snatch against my hand, and her kisses grew hot and deep, with her tongue thrusting into my throat. I couldn't believe she was hot and ready to fuck again, but her hands were groping for my cock, which began to swell again as she fondled it. I rolled over her and lifted myself to my knees, but she pushed against my chest and rolled me onto my back. "No," she said, "I'm going to do it to you this time. I saw this in a movie once, and I've had wet dream fantasies ever since then about being on top when I finally had sex. But I've always been too afraid to have... to... to get f... to fuck. Now you've set me free from being afraid of it. Being afraid of fucking. Afraid of being fucked. So just lie back and let me make it good for you." She crept slowly up over my body. She held her breasts in both hands and rubbed them up and down my cock. She rubbed them over my belly, up and down again. She knelt over me, smothering my peter between her boobs and rubbing them up and down around the shaft, and stroking my rising prick until it grew thick and hard again, and more rigid than before. Grasping it in one hand, she guided the head of it to her moist pussy and rubbed it back and forth between the wet, rubbery lips of her cunt. She rubbed it hard across her clit, and her whole body shuddered. She positioned the head of my dick carefully in the opening of her pussy, and began to ease down onto it, twisting her hips from side to side as she lowered her now sopping cunt into the shaft. Slowly, slowly her pussy ate up my throbbing dick until her cunt was pressed down against my pubic hair. Then she began a gentle rocking motion, mashing her pussy hard against me, and her cunt tightened and relaxed, milking my dick and bringing me to a hot readiness. She leaned forward over my body, rubbing her tits on my chest, sliding her entire body forward and back on mine. This action drew her pussy up the shaft of my cock until nothing more than the head was lodged up in her and the tip of her clit was pressed against the flange of my pecker head. Then she pressed that soft wet cunt down again, slowly, slowly, until her deliciously tight cunt lips were locked around the base of my hungry prick. At the same time her sliding action rubbed the whole front of her body back and forth over my chest and scraped her rigid nipples and the warm mounds of her breasts against me. She went on for a long time sliding herself over me, thrusting her cunt onto my prick with that slow sliding action. Each time that she slid her cunt down on my prick, I rolled my hips upward and thrust my dick up, deep in her hungry pussy. I didn't have much leverage in this position, so I grasped the cheeks of her ass in both hands, accentuating her sliding motion and increasing the pressure of her cunt coming down on my cock shaft time and time again. Then she shifted her position. She leaned her weight on her arms and drew her knees up under her. Leaning forward above me, she tilted her body forward to lift her cunt to the end of my pecker and let it slide down again. The new, different angle and the weight of her body drove my straining cock into her all the way up to the balls. The head of my cock bumped against the bottom of her pussy sheath, and she tightened her cunt on me with unbelievable pressure as she lifted her hips on the up stroke. Forward and up, back and down, she slid that slippery cunt on my stiff prick, over and over and over again, thumping the bottom of her cunt on the swollen head of my cock as she came down, crushing it with her marvelous cunt muscles as she drew her snatch up the length of my shaft. Her juices were flowing copiously again, and the fluid leaking out of her was whipped into foam round the base of my peter by the friction of her tight coozie. My balls were wet with come and the fresh flowing juice of her pussy. Again I was lifting her body with my hands under her rounded tail, sliding her up and down the length of my prick and kneading the globes of her bottom with all ten fingers. I spread her smooth, firm cheeks apart and ran my fingers round and over her tight little ass hole. That really excited her, and she increased the speed of her rise and fall, and tightened the grip of her pussy on my cock even more. I could feel the tension building up inside her, and her moans and cries were rising in pitch and volume. I was getting hotter too, and my cock began to swell. But when she felt me swelling inside her, she slowed the tempo of her motion and relaxed the grip of her cunt muscles on my throbbing rod. Then she sat straight upright, with my cock jammed all the way up in her and the lips of her cunt scraping against my coarse pubic hair. She began a rhythmic rocking motion. Her upper body stayed in position, but she thrust her hips forward and back so that her pussy scraped over my pubic mound and my cock angled back and forth in her. The changing angle of my cock inside the sweet juicy flesh of her slithery pussy, and the variations in the pressure of her clutching cunt on my cock as she bent my aching rod back and forth in her with every thrust of her pelvis, was a new sensation, and one that I had never experienced before. She slid her slot slowly along the top of my pubic bone, bending my cock nearly double and clutching it tight with her cunt muscles. The angle of my spear in her on the backstroke rubbed her clit all along the length of my pecker, and the forward thrust drew my balls up tight against her ass. She began to pulsate and tremble so that she couldn't maintain the steady thrust of her cunt. Changing her motion and her body position again, she began to lift her body up and down in a squatting and lifting motion, like deep knee bends, so that my dick slid straight up her cunt. She slid her slippery pussy up to the end, where the ring of her cunt muscles gripped my cock hard, just under the flange of the head, and squeezed it tight. Then she eased her snatch down and down my purpled shaft, slowly gobbling my pecker deeper into the dark lipped mouth of her flowing cooze. The muscles ringing the opening of her cunt clutched my dick in a grip like a pair of velvet pliers, and she rode her snatch up to the top of my rod again. She slid her slot quickly up to the top of my dick, gripped the head with her cunt and slipped herself slowly down to the base of my rod again. Slowly, very slowly, she increased the speed of her squat and lift, and of her gash riding up and down my eager cock, until she was almost literally jumping up and down the length of my prick. Her body bounced vertically, hard and fast. Now I was able to watch as my cock jabbed into her hot pink meat again and again. The dark edges of her inner pussy lips slithered up and down the shaft of my dick. The contrast of the dark fringes against the pink flesh of her gash drove me wild. I was bucking like a mule now, slamming my crotch against her when she jammed her pussy down on me, and plunging my ramping dick up into her steaming cunt. The friction and pressure of her hot slippery flesh clutching and grinding my cock, and the repeated thumping of the very mouth of her womb against the super sensitive head of my dick, was sending wave after wave of electric ecstasy through my whole body. Her inner heat was mounting as well. It sluiced through her body, and she cried out as she slammed herself down on me in one tremendous thrust, just as I exploded inside her in a heavy stream of white fire. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" she shrieked. "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her scream rose so high that I think it was above the range of human hearing. "God!" she screamed. "OH GOD! I'm coming. Coming again!" Her body was shaken by violent convulsions, and her hair flew about her head in a golden storm. I was bellowing in the intensity of my own orgasm as I poured jet after jet of flaming seed into her. Finally her intensity began to subside. She collapsed and fell forward onto my chest. She moaned and mewed, "Ohhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh." I felt my member shrinking inside her until finally it slipped out of her flooded pussy. She lay on me shivering and shaking. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled her off beside me. She snuggled close into me as I kissed her face and hair and stroked her belly and her breasts. "Well," she whispered, "now I've been fucked. Thank you, Charley." In a few seconds she was asleep. One On One With Kathy I came home from the store. I had only been gone ,maybe half an hour. As I walked in Gayle, my wife, was sitting at our kitchen table. She had a hanky in her hands and it looked as if she had been crying. I put down the milk and bread and went over to her. “What’s the matter, Baby?” I asked as I put my arms around her. She sniffed and wiped her eyes and said, “Kathy was here.” I said, “That’s a bad thing?” Gayle looked at me with sad eyes. “She’s really upset. Remember the guy we met last year down at her place? Well, they were engaged and he just dumped her.” “I knew they had been dating but I didn’t know they had gotten engaged.” I said. “Did he give her any reason?” Gayle sniffed, “ He said that since he got the job in Chicago he was staying there. He gave her the old , Oh I found someone new, routine. She’s really taking this hard.” “You talked to her, didn’t you?” I asked. “ I know you probably had her laughing in no time. Shaved and showered I took off down the street to Kathy’s. I knocked but” Gayle swung around on her chair. She gave me that look. “Sometimes you can be so dense. She’s in pretty bad shape. I think you should go talk to her. I think she needs a strong shoulder, besides, I have to meet with the real estate people. I told her I be with her later.” Then it dawned on me! They had set this little act up . Kathy was probably feeling a little hot and didn’t know how to come out and say it. I smiled at my wife and said, “ You’re probably right. What she needs right now is a strong man.” I went upstairs and took a shower. got no answer. I tried the knob and the door swung in. I went in the hall and called to Kathy. No answer. I bet she’s upstairs. Then I heard a noise in the kitchen. I walk around the corner and Kathy is standing in front of the sink with her back towards me. She is wearing a long athletic jersey that stops just below that incredible ass. My cock is starting to harden. Then I saw her shoulders shake and heard her sobbing. Something was not right here. I call out softly, “Kathy, Kathy.” She slowly turns around. Her face is flushed and her eyes are puffy and red. She moves toward me and throws her arms around my neck pushing her weight against me. “ Oh, Jack, what am I going to do?” Now I’m thinking what an insensitive cock hound I am. I encircle her body with my arms and pull her to me. “Gayle told me you and she were talking. She said your hurting. I’m really sorry. What can I do?” “Hold me. Hold me tight.” She whispered. I maneuvered her into the living room and over to the couch. I sat down pulling her with me. She was facing me and had her face buried in my chest. I let her cry. Slowly the sobs shortened and she seemed to calm. I brushed her hair wet with tears from her face and kissed her forehead. “Now, tell me what has you so upset.” “Do you remember Chuck?” She asked. I had only met Chuck once. Didn’t like him. Maybe because he was fucking her and I wasn’t. Now that I have fucked her a couple of times, I still didn’t like him. I answered, “ Yeah, vaguely.” Kathy was regaining her composure. “Two months ago he took a job in Chicago. When he was home last month he asked me to marry him. I said yes. We’ve been dating for over a year. He called me this morning and says he found someone new. He’s not coming back.” The sobs started again. I pulled her face up to mine and wiped her eyes. “I don’t know him, but I know you. He’s a fool and doesn’t know what he’s throwing away. “ “Jack, I did everything for him. I cooked and cleaned his clothes. I fucked him. I sucked him. I even fucked and sucked one of his buddies because he wanted to watch. I hate him. I hate that no good son of a bitch.” The scorned woman seemed to be raising her head. “ I should fuck all of his friends. His sister too!” she bawled. “ I’ll show him just how good I would have been for him.” I pulled her face away from my chest and looked in her red swollen eyes. I’m thinking, here is a hot sexy woman that will do anything for her man and be with him for life. Then I thought of my own wife, Gayle, who is everything I could ever want in a wife, a partner, a lover. So few men get a beautiful loving wife who has their children and is the best hot fucking, cock sucking, cum swallowing slut of their dreams. This is what I have. Who ever married Kathy could have that too. Yeah, Chuck was a dickhead. “Kathy, you’re a beautiful, hot, sexy woman. You don’t need to punish yourself to get back at him. Once he marries some ice princess he’ll think of nothing but what he past up in you. That’s the sweetest revenge. So let’s get those eyes dried up and a smile on those lips and forget about what’s his name.” Kathy giggled a little. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and pull herself together. When she got up the back of her jersey was stuck above her beautiful ass. As usual, she had no panties on. My dick went into instant ironworks. When she came back, I saw that she had brushed her hair and applied a little lipstick. I could smell Estee Lauder. My dick was twitching in my shorts. She came over to the couch and knelt on it beside me. Leaning over, she softly kissed my lips, slightly parted but no tongue. “You and Gayle have been wonderful to me. I love you both. Of course you’re right. Why should I fuck up my life for that no good bastard.” “That’s my girl. Besides, you have Gayle and me and Heather and Perry to take care of you till you find someone who can truly appreciate you.” Kathy laughed and said, “You like taking care of me, Don’t you? You can understand me because of Gayle. I really envy you guys.” “You’re the one who pushed us over the edge with our fantasies, remember?” “I’m thirsty, how about a black Russian?” Off to the kitchen she went. I followed her into the kitchen. I’m still watching that ass shake and jiggle while she stirs the pitcher. Is Gayle coming down later?” she asked. I replied, “Yes. She was really worked up. After her meeting she’ll be down.” She hands me my drink. She chugs almost all of hers. Her eyes are staring into mine. I put my glass down and placed my hands on her waist. I lift her and set her gently on the edge of the kitchen table. I lean forward and graze my lips across hers. She lifts her glass to her lips and drains the rest of her drink. Kathy sets the glass down and pulls my mouth to hers. Her lips part and I feel her tongue pushing black Russian into my mouth. We stay locked together at the mouth until all of the drink is consumed. Then her tongue goes crazy and we are sucking each others mouths trying to devour them. Her hands are on the back of my head pulling me into her mouth. I respond by sliding my fingers up the side of her head and through her blonde hair pulling her to me. My tongue feels like it’s a foot long as she sucks on it keeping it captured in her hot mouth. We are both breathing in shorts heavy snorts through our noses, saliva is escaping at the corners of our mouths and running down our chins. She is making mewing sounds. I realize that her pelvis is rocking on the table. I release my right hand from her hair. It slides down her body till I find her thigh. My hand creeps up and finds her leaking cunt slit. As I try to find access to her cunt hole I hit her erected clit. It feels like a tiny dick it’s so hard. As my knuckle hits it, she shudders. I keep my knuckle on her clit . Her bare feet come up and plant firmly on the front of my thighs. She is hunching against my knuckle. One last giant shudder and she screams into my mouth, spraying saliva all over my tongue. Her teeth are bruising my lips. I open my hand and cup her pussy, my thumb on her love button. She is filling my hand with delicious cunt nectar. Finally her assault on my mouth is stopped. Her head is buried in my shoulder. Her pussy is still contracting in my hand. “FUCK, FUCK ,FUCK , FUCK , FUCK,!” she screams. “ Oh Fuck, Jack I’m still cumming. Don’t move. My hand is filled with precious cunt juice. After what seems like another ten minutes of small intense orgasms, she lifts her head and smiles at me. “ Jack, that was so fucking good. Let me see you hand.” I bring my hand up between our faces. There is a puddle in my hand. Kathy smiles. I bring it to my lips and begin to lap the hot pussy milk from my hand. It is so warm and silky smooth. It is simply delicious. “Give me some.” she says. I let my tongue dribble her sweetness onto hers. We consume her fluids like two vampires drinking the blood of their prey.Kathy reached down and unzipped my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and she held my throbbing cock. Her hand was so hot. I was on the verge of shooting off when she grabbed me. Her thumb and fore finger encircled my dick shutting off the flow. She held me at the base with the length going up her palm and beyond her wrist. Kathy guided me to her wet pussy and rubbed the head against her little dick clit covering it with pre cum. One short push and my cock head was firmly seated past her cunt lips. She started that low moan again and mashed her mouth to mine. With her tongue deep in my mouth she slurred, “Fuck me now, fuck me hard.” I wanted to plunge into her hot box but instead slowly slid in millimeters at a time. This was about the fourth fuck Kathy and I were sharing and it was the first time I realized how incredibly hot the walls of her pussy were. I was in about half way when her cunt muscles took over and methodically sucked me deep into her cavern. I hit bottom and held totally still. Kathy continued to milk me and the head of my dick seemed to grow larger as her cunt lips were acting like a cock ring just in front of my balls. I leaned forward and up just a bit. This put the top of my cock shaft against her clit. She started to shudder and again placed her bare feet on the front on my thighs and bending her legs came off the table and started to ride my dick. On the fourth stroke she slammed down making my balls feel like they got pushed down my dick another two inches. I was now leaning back against the countertop in a semi sitting position with Kathy practically standing on my thighs riding my cock like a jockey. Then all of a sudden her feet slipped off my thighs and her entire body weight came down on my cock. Kathy shrieked and started shaking. I could feel her cunt juice drenching my meat. Her cum was trickling down my balls. With her feet off the floor she shook like a rag doll on my thighs. My legs gave out and we slid to the floor. Again her weight came down on my dick. She screamed as if I stabbed her. In fact, I just had. All my sperm was shooting into her womb. Jet after jet coated the walls of her cunt. We sat there, her straddling me, on the floor. Two heaving bodies covered in sweat, saliva, and cum. “Fuck, Jack, I think you shot it clear up into my stomach.” she said lifting her head from my shoulder. “You know as soon as we catch our breath you have to fuck me again.” “I think you killed my cock. I said. As good as I felt at the moment, I was also wiped out. It would take a bottle of Viagra and a crane to get me up again. Kathy had that something that , until now, I had only found in my wife Gayle. It was that insatiable need for more. As beat as I was and the only thing keeping my deflated cock in her cunt was her weight on me, I leaned forward and started to suck her nipples. They were already hard and sticking out. Kathy started to whimper in my ear. Her pelvis started rocking on my dead soldier. She then pushed me side ways and I fell back prone on the floor. Kathy moved off my crotch and spinning around pushed her gooey snatch down on my mouth. She slurped up my soft dick and her tongue began playing with it. My tongue immediately found her clit. She was trying to fuck my mouth with her long hard clit. This opened her cunt lips and her juices started to flow into my mouth followed by all my cum that was just now making it’s way back down her tunnel. As the first gob slid into my mouth , I thought Mac Arthur was right, old soldiers never die. My soldier was being resurrected. I don’t know how she did it but Kathy had my dick standing tall and throbbing. She slid forward off my mouth. I raised my head and watched that incredible ass slid over my chest and down my belly. With her hands on my knees she lifted her pussy above my cock. I watched as her cunt lips sat on the head of my cock and open to swallow my shaft. Her hot glove slid to my balls. Kathy just started to move in a small circular motion. Her cunt muscles were sucking my cock as she circled and fucked herself. Even though I had shot my wad a short time earlier her pussy was coaxing another load up my dick. Kathy leaned forward and was laying between my legs. My cock was bent completely forward in her snatch. I thought it was going to break. This position was cutting off my orgasm. I sat up and pulled her to me thrusting in as deep as I could go. I unleashed another load of cock juice deep in her cunt. She was milking me again and I couldn’t stand it . My cock was so sensitive, I pushed her forward till we were in a doggy position. Her cunt was driving me crazy I had to back out. My cum started to trickle down her clit. I moved forward and buried my tongue in her. She rolled over nearly snapping my neck. This separated us and we collapsed on the floor. We finally got up and dressed. She made us another black Russian. I looked at her and smiled, “Gayle is going to be pissed at you.” “She does know you down here, doesn’t she?’ “That’s not it. You’ve worn me out . She’ll have to go without tonight!” Kathy smiled and said, “She can go fuck Perry. I’m sure he’d like to get in to her hot snatch again.” A knock at the door , then Gayle’s voice calling to us. “Are you guys decent?” Then a chuckle. “In here.” Kathy called back. My wife walked into the room. She gave me a peck on the cheek and kissed Kathy on the mouth. “How are you doing? Did my hubby help make you feel better?” Kathy said, “I love you guys. Yes, I feel a lot better. I feel so good that I suggested to Jack that you might want to have Perry over tonight. Oh, by the way ,do you guys know that Heather’s pregnant?” “No we didn’t know.” Then turning to me with that sexy grin on her face, Gayle said, “Well, if you can’t fulfill you duties tonight I just might go next door and get some more of that thick cock.” We kissed Kathy and walked up the walk. I had my arm around my wonderful wife. I didn’t mind if she got a little from Perry, but I’d be ready for her. Maybe we’ll have a threesome. One on One With Tony Thank you to RodenAddison for the review of this story before submission. Please comment, rate and send feedback. Enjoy! * * * I knew it was going to happen. From the moment I stepped into the room, I felt a pulsating urge surge through my body. I had a tendency to do go after the things I wanted. I got a rush from the chase and I was very persuasive when I wanted something. The minute I found out Tony Horton, the creator of P90X, was doing a demo class at my gym, I knew I wanted him. I knew I would get him. It was almost two o'clock. I walked up to the front desk at my gym and gave the stick-skinny, blonde woman my license. I looked around at the other men and women chit chatting and drinking water as they toweled off. The blonde smacked her gum loudly. "You're doing the demo class with Tony, right?" "Yeah, I am." She leaned down under the desk and grabbed a fresh towel and a pink slip of paper. "Class is at two thirty. Bring a towel, water, and this ticket. Don't be late. Tony doesn't like tardiness." I gave her a cocky smile and turned away. The gym was packed, probably because of the demo. I'd watched some of Tony's videos online. I was excited to take his workout in person, and possible take him. I found an empty locker at the far side of the women's locker room. I opened the door and put my purse inside. I changed into spandex bicycle shorts and a hot pink sports bra with a white tank top over it. I tied my sneakers, put the rest of my day clothes in the locker, and shut it tight with a combination lock. I stared at my body in the full length mirror. The sports bra squished my large breasts tightly against my body. I looked at my wide hips and slim waist. I had recently trained for a five kilometer run and worked hard to achieve a more toned and athletic body. I tied my shoulder length, light brown hair up into a pony tail and tucked my bangs behind my ear. I stretched, feeling the fibers of my muscles being pushed and pulled. Thoughts flooded my head about Tony. I thought about his muscular arms grabbing my body. I envisioned my hands running through his dark brown hair. I could see his bronzed skin glistening with sweat after an intense workout with me. I twisted from side to side then spread my legs. I closed my eyes and let myself drift into a trance, thinking about Tony's rippling muscles and the bulge in the middle of his spandex shorts. A few minutes later, I realized the locker room was dead silent. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. I lifted myself off the floor and onto my feet. I grabbed my towel, water, and the ticket and walked out the door. I got to the gym and took a deep breathe. I ran full speed at the door and fell right into the class, which had started five minutes before. When I looked up from the floor, Tony was standing over. His hair was slicked back and he wore black spandex shorts and a tank top. "Darlin', are you alright?" I looked around the room at twenty sweaty faces staring down at me. "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I didn't realize the time." Tony smiled and shook his head. "It's not a problem. Come on, darlin', the class is starting." Tony reached his hand out to me. He was surprisingly strong. His long, muscular fingers intertwined around my small hand. He stood about six feet tall with lean muscles rippling over his body. I let me eyes run from his is sneakers, up his toned body, and settle on his sharp, blue eyes. My face flushed with lust for him. Heat burned between my legs. I winked at him and took a spot the wall on the left side of the room. I watched Tony's body the entire class. The muscles in his back tensed when he did pull-ups, his calves flexed with every squat, and his sweat made his skin shine. I exerted myself, displaying my body so Tony would notice me. I felt every bit the seductress, shaking and moving my body wildly. My breasts ached and my pussy tingled thinking about how each exercise could be transformed into a hot and heavy sex position. At the end of the hour class, I walked to the water cooler to refill my water bottle. "Hello there." I turned around and found myself face to face with Tony Horton, the exercise God that I'd been yearning for the past few months. His white teeth sparkled as he spoke. "I'm Tony. It's nice to meet you, doll." "Hi. I'm Grace. It's a pleasure to meet you." I took his large hand in mine and shook it affectionately. He held my hand a bit too long and I blushed when he finally slid his fingers down my palm. "I'd like to have a word with you in my office. Well, temporary office." He let out a booming laugh and leaned his arm against the wall, cornering me beside the water fountain. "Do you have a minute?" "Yeah, sure." "Alright, come with me, darlin'." Tony and I walked through the groups of people milling around the lobby. He lead me through a door marked 'Employees Only' and into a small back room. 'Tony Horton' was scrawled on a piece of paper and taped to a door. He pushed it open and motioned for me to enter. "Please, have a seat." The room was small with a desk, a few chairs, and a locker. I sat down in a folding chair, facing the desk, which was littered with water bottles, towels, and work out DVDs. Tony sat down behind the desk and laced his fingers together on his chest. "Grace, I watched you in class today. Your form was beautiful and you're very flexible. Also, I find you very attractive." I was filled with lust, and sexual need. My eyes locked onto his and I smiled a devilish smile. I got to my feet, placed my hands on the desk, and leaned forward. I made sure to squeeze my swollen breasts between my arms. "What are you trying to say, Mr. Horton?" He stood up from his chair and walked around the desk. He stood behind me and turned my body to face him. He leaned against my stomach and I could feel his cock was fully erect. My eyes darted down at his waist and back up to meet his gaze. "What I'm saying is that I think you are a beautiful woman." He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. He kissed my mouth hard, pressing himself against me. He bit my lips and sucked my tongue. I didn't hold anything back. He released my hair and grabbed my butt so he could put me onto the desk. "That is a fine ass you've got there, doll," Tony whispered as he spanked me hard. He bit up and down my neck and shoulders while I clawed at his muscled back. He put his mouth on the neck of my tank top, and with a soft ripping sound, my shirt fell to the ground in two pieces. He grabbed my bra with both hands and pulled it off while my hands grabbed his pants and yanked them down. Tony's cock was bigger than I expected. I put my hand around it and couldn't touch my thumb to my forefinger. I pressed it against his abdomen and the thick head touched his belly button. He was probably about seven inches in length. His thumbs hooked into the edge of my shorts and he peeled the spandex from my thighs, exposing my smooth, wet pussy. He slid his cock into me in one swift motion. I wrapped my legs around his back to pull him deeper inside me. I bit into his shoulder and moaned as he bounced me up and down on his throbbing dick. Tony growled like an angry dog. "You like that? Is that what you wanted, Grace? Did you come here with the hope of fucking the amazing, Tony Horton?" I moaned in agreement as this exercise God had his way with me. My pussy tightened against the length and girth of Tony's dick. He was fucking me at the perfect angle to ensure his pelvis hit my clitoris. He bit my shoulder hard, and then pulled back with a wicked grin on his face. He lifted me, still impaled on his dick and walked over to the wall. He began to fuck me hard against it. "I couldn't take my eyes off you the entire class. I wanted to fuck you from the moment I saw you, darlin'." He leaned my body back and bit my nipples. With the change in pelvic positioning, the head of his thick cock rubbed my G-spot. I began to feel my orgasm building. My breathing came in short gasps. I could feel the fire begin deep in my belly and spread between my legs until my body spasmed and my cunt squeezed down on Tony's dick. Tony roared and threw his head back. I felt his seed spill out inside me. He held me between his body and the cool wall for a minute before letting me down. He walked to his desk and grabbed his towel to wipe the sweat from his face. I did the same. I began putting my clothes back on but I realized I now had two halves of a shit instead of a whole one. 'This will be a nice souvenir.' I thought to myself. Tony went to a locker and pulled out a fresh t-shirt and shorts for himself. "Well, Grace, it's been a pleasure meeting you." He stuck his hand out but I ignored it. I walked up to him, twisted the collar of his shirt in my fingers, and planted a firm, rough kiss on his lips. "The pleasure was all mine, Mr. Horton." I picked up my water bottle and opened the door to the small back room. I walked into the dimly lit hallway and back through to the main reception area. The blonde receptionist was reading a magazine at the desk. She looked up at me and noticed I wasn't wearing a shirt anymore. She gave me a death stare and turned back to her magazine. I went to the women's locker room to get my things. I had a wide grin on my face as I started to leave the building. I had my hand on the push bar when I heard someone say something. "Slut." I stopped dead in my tracks and turned toward the voice. I smiled at the blonde receptionist and said the first thing that popped into my head. "You're more than welcome to whatever he has left. Have a nice day." I pushed the double doors open and walked out into the warm, summer air. "I just fucked Tony Horton," I said to myself. I checked him off my mental bang list and moved onto the next person. "What are the chances of me having a fling with Daniel Craig?" I asked myself out loud. "Anything's possible."