Touchdown (15 page)

Unblinking, he stared at the flesh he just bared. To get a better view, he raised her knees upward and lowered himself to his haunches.

“Troy, you’re embarrassing me,” she complained, tried to wriggle free, but he kept his firm grip around her ankles.

He was speechless. He’d seen a lot of pink pussy, but not as plump as this one, glistening with sweet nectar.

His mouth went dry. Now, he was the one under her spell, under her pussy’s spell. It was tempting him closer, luring him to have a taste.

Slowly, he lowered his head and inhaled her fragrance. Aphrodisiac.

He thrust his tongue out, swirled it around her clit before giving it a gentle flick.

She trashed her hips upward. She liked it. She wanted more.

Overwhelmed by sexual hunger, he devoured her clit relentlessly. The way she pulled harder on his hair only heightened his appetite.

His finger sought her entrance. She was soaking wet. She was ready, but he had to be patient. There were many things that he wanted to show her about sex, things that he had not shown her before due to circumstances.

He pushed his finger deep inside her, relishing the sound of her prolonged moan. Her inner muscles contracted around his digit. Her hips trembled.

He moved his finger in and out of her while he suckled on her clit.

“Oh, God, Troy,” she cried, restlessly moving her hips in an attempt to save herself from insanity. Even with one hand, he managed to hold her still and added another digit inside her.

She cried again, louder. Her inside was hot… tight. When her moans rose in pitch and her breathing became shallow, he knew she was at the edge.

His mouth switched with his finger. While his thumb stroked her oversensitized clit, he sealed her entrance with his lips and drove his tongue as deep as it could go inside her.

He curled the tip of his tongue upward, hitting that special spot that suddenly drove her crazy.

She kicked her feet, pulled on his hair, writhed underneath him. The instant she jerked her hips upward, she cried out her orgasm.

He felt her juices flowing generously. He did not miss a drop. He licked it off her, enjoying its aphrodisiac taste.

He collapsed back on the couch. Her fingers loosened its grip on his hair. With one last lick, he lifted his face off her and opened his eyes. He rose to his feet and watched her gasp for air.

Smiling, he pulled off his shirt. The way her eyes darkened as she moved her gaze all over his nakedness flattered him.

Next, he unbuttoned his jeans. Just as he was about to pull his jeans down, she opened her eyes wide and pulled herself up. She could not take her eyes off something that she saw.

He followed her gaze and noticed that his cock head was peeping through the band of his boxers. He gave her all the pleasure to stare while he discarded his clothes. After he had kicked off his boxers and stood straight before her, her jaw dropped. Her eyes never blinked.

He knew what shocked her. Every woman he’d had sex with had the same reaction. He wasn’t just an average size. He sported a really colossal size. It showed on his ads, but people concluded he just stuffed something in there to make it bulge. They had no idea how real it was.

“Oh, my God,” she gasped after she recuperated from her shock. She looked scared like a child. For a moment, he thought she’d run away, but instead, she pulled herself to the edge of the couch and reached for him.

Twice, she hesitated, until she finally ran a finger over the bulbous surface. Eventually, she mustered the courage and moved her hand along his rigid length.

He clenched his fists. Fuck, even the slightest touch of her finger threatened his self-control, but he had to give her this moment to get to know what she was missing.

She sucked in a sharp breath, apparently amazed with his size. She wrapped her fingers around his thick girth, and then, her other hand came to help.

“Y-you’re so big,” she uttered and briefly glanced at his face. “I… can’t believe you…”

He reached over and raked her hair with his fingers. “Manage to fit that much inside you?” he finished her statement.

She glanced at his face again, just to nod, and then returned her eyes to his cock.

He smiled. “I’ll show you how it’s done later. For now, suit yourself.

Exhaling the air she just sucked in, she ran her hands up and down his length, awed beyond belief with the scene before her. “Long and so… thick.”

He bit hard on his lower lip to muster more control. A lot of women had told him that, but the way she uttered it, sighing in awe, echoed in his ears like a stimulating melody.

“Can I kiss it?” she asked.

Yes, that was what he’d been waiting for her to say. “All yours, Zoey. Just don’t mutilate me.”

She smiled, tightening her fingers possessively around his girth, as if demonstrating her ownership over the flesh in her hands. “Mine,” she whispered and thrust her tongue out. She swiped the tip of her tongue over his cock’s wide, red surface.

He moaned, his hands tightened their grip on her hair. “Yours,” he returned, and he meant it. He wanted her to experiment with his cock any way she wanted, and surely, he’d feel nothing but pleasure in return.

“You want to take it in your mouth?” he asked.

Her eyes glowed, as if the idea excited her. Without him having to urge her further, she opened her mouth wide to take him in. She had quite a wide pair of lips, but it still wasn’t enough to accommodate his gigantic size.

But Zoey was not the type who’d give up so easily. She opened wider and sucked his cock head in.

“Fuck!” he uttered, his fingers gripping her hair tightly. He just witnessed the most beautiful sight of all—his big cock sticking in her mouth, with her pink lips stretched around his thick girth. The scene alone was enough to make him come.

Slowly, he pushed forward, filling her mouth with more of his flesh. But not even halfway through, she gagged.

He stopped and pulled back. He meant to withdraw it all the way out of her mouth, but she tightened her grip around his shaft, a silent command for him to keep it there.

He watched as she bobbed her head up and down, relishing the feel of her hot, tight mouth massaging his hard cock. She moaned with him, creating a vibration around his flesh, prompting the nerves within it to stir out of control.

“Fuck, Zoey,” he gasped. “You’re so beautiful.”

Her eyes glowed in response and sucked him a couple of inches deeper into her mouth, drawing another moan from him.

“Just like that, baby,” he urged. “Suck me. Lick me.”

He obliged, brushing the underside of his cock with the tip of her tongue while stroking the rest of his shaft with her hands.

He moved with her, practically fucking her mouth. Unlike with other women whom he could just let himself loose and face fuck them as savagely as he wished, he had to hold the animal inside him from wrecking havoc with Zoey. This woman was inexperienced. He could kill her.

Nevertheless, she gave him as much pleasure as how his women in the past had, or even more.

But this monster inside him was about to run amok. It would cost him dearly if he insisted to curtail it. If it broke loose, there was no telling what it could do.

Mustering all his remaining self-control, he pulled his cock off her mouth, ending with a popping sound. Perplexed, she looked up at him.

Before she could say anything, he pushed her back on the couch and pushed her legs up until her knees touched her breasts. The deep pink petals of her cunt were fully exposed, shimmering with her own juice. Unable to resist the temptation, he lowered his head and licked at her open pussy.

“Oh, Troy!” Her hips jerked, pressing harder against his hungry mouth. “Please, I want it now.”

He reluctantly released her pussy and lifted himself up. “What do you want?”

She writhed underneath him. Apparently, her need to be fucked was as great as his need to fuck her. “I want you.”

“Particularly what, Zoey?” he teased and thrust a finger inside her pussy, moving his head closer to her lips. “This one?”

She mewed and jerked beneath him. “Something thicker.”

He added another digit inside her. “Like this?”

She moaned. “Longer.”

“Hmmm.” He thrust his fingers as deep as they could go inside her, drawing a prolonged moan out of her. “Is this not long enough.”

“Troy, please,” she begged. “I want your dick.”

He smiled and kissed her mouth. She had finally said what he wanted to hear, but not quite the word he’d prefer. “Say cock, baby.”

“What’s the difference?”

“It sounds better in a moment like this.”

“Alright. Stick that big cock inside the hole, quarterback. Keep the balls out.”

He grinned. This was one thing he found so amusing about this woman. She could trash talk like a pro. He never thought it sounded so stimulating in a moment like this.

“What game are we playing?” he asked, rubbing the head of his cock against her opening.

She wrapped her hands around his back, pulling him closer to her. “Footlong with balls.”

Even as he sank deeper into her, he snickered. But he could not say a word anymore as her hot tunnel engulfed him further.

She writhed underneath him, urging him to push harder, which he obliged until there was no more room inside her.

“Zoey,” he gasped, biting her ear. Her inner muscles contracted around his shaft.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” she complained, but her hand on his butt kept pulling him closer.

“Can you take more?” he asked.

“All of it,” she mewed. “Or you don’t get a touchdown.”

Like he was in the field, determined to score a touchdown, he withdrew and drove back in, hard. He sank deeper.

She cried and jerked underneath him. “Yes.”

At the third try, he sank all the way inside her, his entire length sheathed in hot, spasming flesh.

“Touchdown,” he gasped and moaned.

Her hands grabbed onto his hair. “You want an extra point?”

“No,” he replied and pulled a few inches out. “I want two extra points.” He thrust back in as hard as he could. She cried and arched her hips up, offering herself to his full consumption.

He took the offer. He had been restraining himself far too long. It was time to release the beast.

Their gasps, moans, and cries mingled in the air as he relentlessly pounded his way into her. He held nothing back, and she went wild.

She loved it. She just didn’t take all his battery, she begged him never to stop. Being a man of a very generous character when it comes to sex, he gave her all that she wanted, until her body jolted up the couch and screamed out her release.

He, too, was on the edge, but he held it back. He wanted this bliss to last.

He held her quivering body closer and slowed down his thrusts. He squeezed her breasts and watched as pleasure wash all over her face. She was becoming more and more beautiful to him. Why hadn’t he seen this part of her before?

She collapsed on the sofa. She just had a taste of the most explosive orgasm she’d ever had, and he wanted to reach that peak, as well.

He kissed her eyes until she opened them. “Don’t tell me you’re tired, baby. The game’s far from over.”

Still gasping, she stared at him in disbelief. “You did not come?” she asked.

“Did I?” he returned.

She smiled. “What’s the score?”

“I’m on the lead, I think. Eight-Zero.”

She pushed him down the carpet, and then she straddled his hips. “I’ll get to score this time.” She raised her hips above him and positioned his cock on her entrance. Suddenly, she grimaced.

He held her hips in place, aware that her injury caught up with her. He rolled her down the carpet, pinning her underneath him.

“I just sacked you, baby. You lose your turn,” he said. Resting her knees on each of his shoulders, he entered her again.

She cried and he moaned. After just a few strokes, she was back to the wild kitten she was just a few minutes ago.

This time, his seed was stirring violently in his sacs. By all means, he needed to release it now.

Harder, he thrust into her in relentless abandon.

“Oh, God! Troy!” she cried, holding onto his neck. He could tell she was about to come.

He tried to wait for her, but it was already beyond his control. His seed erupted violently it shook him out of his wits.

He held his head back down, growled like the beast he was, as his seed lavishly jetted down inside her.

Suddenly, he felt her muscles contracting around him, followed by her cry of blissful climax.

It went on for a long moment. His seed kept pouring. If possible, he didn’t want this to end just yet, but if this went on, he would not be able to pick up the shattered pieces of his sanity once again.

To his relief, his sacs finally ran out. He collapsed over her. Her orgasm was over and her body relaxed underneath his.