by Betsy Locke
Chapter Four
Tristan took a step toward me, his eyes never breaking contact with mine. The look of hunger on his face turned me on more than anything else. I wanted him to ravage me. To really have his way with me.
“Do you know how beautiful you are, Krista?”
My whole body turned a dark shade of red. “I need you, Tristan.”
He was within inches of me but he wouldn't touch me. I thought my skin was going to catch fire. His erection pulsed up and down.
“Get down on your knees,” he ordered me. I obeyed him immediately and put my knees in the grass.
Tristan put his big long cock right in front of my face. His hands ran through my brown hair and he tugged on the back of my head, snapping it back until I was looking up at him with my mouth wide open.
“Do you want this big cock in your mouth?” he asked, stroking himself slowly. He was so big that his hands could barely grip it. How was I supposed to do any better than that?
“Yes please, Tristan. Please fuck my face.”
“That's my slut.” He rested his tip right on my bottom lip. “Lick that pre-cum off me.”
I stuck my tongue out and tasted his salty goodness off his tip. A river of his cum running down my throat would taste even better.
Tristan squeezed the hair at the back of my head harder and shoved his entire length past my lips. He crammed further and further until he was deep down my throat. “Take me all in your mouth,” he said.
My lips finally reached the base of his cock. I had to breathe through my nose but his entire cock was in my mouth. I tried to open wider but my mouth was stretched around him as far it could go. Tristan pulled out and I took a deep breath, saliva and pre-cum drooling from the corners of my mouth.
“I'm going to go harder now,” he warned me. Tristan gripped both sides of my head and began to force feed his cock to me, thrusting in and out of my mouth at such speed that I could barely gather my thoughts.
All I knew was that I wanted all of his seed in my mouth.
But it wasn't meant to be.
“Put me between those enormous tits,” he said in a low voice.
I squeezed them together. “I bet you want to come all over these titties. You want to see me drenched in your cum.”
Tristan bit his bottom lip. I could tell that's exactly what he wanted to do but he wanted something more. “I'm going to come inside that sweet pussy of yours. Just you wait. But first, choke my cock in your chest.”
I could barely gather enough oxygen. He was going to come inside me. But not yet. We weren't even having sex yet. How long would I have to wait until I could feel him?
I let my spit fall down my cleavage and I rubbed it over just a little. I separated my breasts and Tristan placed his juicy cock in between. I smothered him with my tits, pushing them together as hard as I could.
“Fucking god,” Tristan groaned. “You're tits are so soft.”
I slid my tits up and down his shaft, his tip almost reaching my chin. Tristan's cock was so thick and luckily for him my boobs were even bigger. I moved faster and faster, forcing his cock through my cleavage.
Tristan suddenly pulled away from me with his eyes shut closed and he pinched the tip of his cock. Every muscle in his body was all tense. “Damn, that was really close. You make me want to come so bad.”
“Are you ready to fuck me now?” I asked, laying down on the grass. It was cold against my naked skin and I wondered if it would make me all itchy after this.
“Spread those legs for me.”
I showed him how wet I was for him and Tristan got on top of me. We kissed as his tip danced around my warm hole. He was so close and the teasing was destroying me. I tried to buck my hips and get him to accidentally pierce me but Tristan was a professional.
He stilled my body with a hand on my chest. “Be patient, Krista.”
I shook my head with desperation. “I'm so horny. I need your cock to make me come. I'm so close.”
Tristan whipped my fleshy clit with his cock. I cried out and could feel the pleasure peaking. I tried to reach down and touch myself but he swatted my hand away. “No touching,” he said.
My pulse was pounding in my ears. Tristan pressed the tip of his cock against my clitoris and started to rub me in circles.
“Right there!” I shut my eyes and focused on the pleasure. My breathing quickened and everything fell apart. I came hard, my body convulsing in the grass. Shocks of electricity shot through me.
Tristan watched me as I recovered. Apparently he was satisfied that I was able to reach my finish with just the tip of his cock on me. He still wasn't inside me yet. “Please, Tristan,” I pleaded with him.
His finger grazed my wet slit and collected my wetness. He tasted me and licked every bit off his fingers. “Now you're ready for me.”
Chapter Five
“Stick your big cock inside me, Tristan. Stretch me out,” I begged him.
Tristan was on his knees before me, his cock knocking at my door. He slipped only his tip inside me and I screamed out from the injection of pleasure. But he pulled out immediately and I gasped.
“What are you doing to me?” I asked.
Tristan didn't respond. He pushed his tip back into me, only going millimeters deeper than last time. He was going to tease me until he was ready. There wasn't anything I could do but try and endure it.
“Your pussy is so tight around me,” Tristan groaned. He punched his cock into me, filling me with his thickness until he was completely submerged inside me.
We both screamed and I found my release again. “I'm coming on your cock, Tristan.”
“Come all around me.” Tristan didn't even bother thrusting as he watched me flop around on the grass.
Just the feeling of being filled to the limit was enough for me to orgasm. Would I even survive this?
“You want me to fuck you harder now?” he asked.
I looked down at his cock sliding in and out of my pussy and I nodded. Tristan rocked his hips back and forth pounding into me. My body was pushed down into the grass with every thrust. His cock reached deeper and deeper, tearing me apart.
“I'm close, Krista,” Tristan said, his eyes closed in deep concentration.
“Come inside me, Tristan. I want to feel your seed deep inside me.”
“Fuck,” Tristan groaned, detonating inside me, his warm cum spraying out.
I found my orgasm at the same time. Our pleasures combining into one. We rocked together in the grass, Tristan falling on me and thrusting until he was completed and balls emptied.
I lay there in the grass, not able to move and Tristan rolled off next to me. “I can feel your cum so deep inside me,” I said.
“That was the most mind-blowing sex ever,” Tristan said in exasperation. “I've never come so much in my entire life.”
He was right about that. There was so much of his fluids in me that there was a waterfall of cum rushing out of my pussy.
I put my hand over my chest and tried to calm my heart down. My lungs were working over-time to make up for the lost oxygen. We both stared up at the bright lights of stadium. They were so blinding that you couldn't look at them for very long.
I put my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. His was racing fast too. “That was better than I ever dreamed.”
“We work well together, don't we?” he asked, petting my hair with his hand.
“More than I ever thought possible. I still can't believe I came just to your tip touching my clit. The feeling was unbelievable.”
“What do we do now?” Tristan asked.
“I don't want to stop. I don't care what other people say. We don't even need to tell them.”
“It will be our forbidden secret,” he replied.
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Nobody knew about our secret love affair or even suspected it. We already spent so much time together that it didn't raise any eyebrows. During the day, Tristan and I would prepare for the upcoming game and during the night we would fuc
k our brains out.
No place was off-limits. The dome and the practice stadium had an infinite amount of unique locations. The showers, the locker rooms, Tristan's office, the theater, and my personal favorite place: the field.
Finding my release in the middle of a stadium was a feeling like no other. I made him come back to that place we first made love over and over again.
Like Tristan had said, we worked really well together.
“We only have two games left in the regular season,” Tristan said to me in his office. The team was doing really well and Tristan liked to think that I was his lucky charm. “Do you think we can make the playoffs?”
“We control our own destiny. If we win one out of our next two games, then we're in. We just need to stay focused on each game. One at a time.”
“You know you'd make a pretty good head coach.”
I blushed. Those were the compliments that made me know for sure that this was the man for me. “Yeah a female head coach won't happen yet. I'm satisfied with where I am right now.”
Tristan traced his bottom lip. “I'm not entirely satisfied.”
I cocked my head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“You know there's still one thing that I've been wanting to do to you,” he said, switching to entirely different subjects.
My heartbeat spiked.
Chapter Six
“Take off your shirt and bra,” he ordered me.
I turned towards the door.“Let me shut the door first,” I said.
“No. Keep it open.”
I reluctantly took off my shirt and bra until my breasts were all out in the open. I could see Tristan moved his hand below the desk. He was rock hard now.
“Get down on your knees.”
I got down on the floor off his office. Tristan got up and walked over to me. He unbuckled his jeans and dropped his pants. I could hear people talking in the distance. The risk of getting caught was thrilling.
Tristan snaked his long member through his boxers and started stroking himself. He didn't want to fuck my mouth or my tits. I just needed to be there.
“You want to come all over my tits?” I asked.
“You're such a dirty slut,” Tristan moaned.
He rubbed his cock at lightning speed, his tip just bouncing off the top of my jiggly peaks.
Tristan exploded all over my chest, sending ribbons of semen over my bountiful chest. I was completely covered in his sticky sweet cum. I dipped my finger in my cleavage and tasted him. “So good,” I said.
“Fuck that was good,” Tristan said, buttoning his jeans back up.
I stood up to go clean myself up and Tristan stopped me. “No, you're going to stay like that for awhile. I have some stuff to take care of and you're going to sit in my office with my cum all over you until I return.”
I smiled. I loved my new life.
The End
Story Twenty Seven
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Description
Emily is back home and she has two guys to pick from.
And they couldn't be more different.
Colton is well dressed and well off.
Axel wears leather and rides motorcycles.
Why can't she have both?
Chapter One
I had moved back to my old town of New Heart after college and gotten myself a studio apartment. I worked my ass off during school and at my job to make money and I had enough saved up to be able to live without a roommate.
I was also lucky enough to get a job right out of college at a graphic design firm. I didn't know a lick about graphic design but I was good at managing projects and people. I couldn't believe the money I was making.
Soon I'd be able to afford a one-bedroom or even a two-bedroom if things went the way I thought they could.
My life couldn't be any better. At least in the job and money department.
I thought I had everything squared away. But after weeks of being back in my old stomping grounds, I started to feel a little lonely. I had figured I would meet new friends at my work and maybe even a guy.
But everyone there either had girlfriends or they were already married. I was the only single woman there. I thought that would be a huge plus but it didn't matter at all if the men were all taken.
I used to have two really good guy friends before I went off to college. We were pretty close but lost touch when I went out of state for college.
Colton had stayed and went to college here. He was working on his masters degree in business now.
Axel never went to college. He was always into motorcycles and he got a job as a mechanic. I think he was also apart of a biker gang. At least that was the rumors I had heard.
I never felt romantically attracted to them. Maybe because they were such good guy friends that I never really thought of them in that way. They were both very good looking though. I knew they had their fair share of women over the years.
I had the yearning to see them both again and catch up on old times. It might be a cure for my loneliness. But since we hadn't spoken to each other in four years, would they even want to see me?
I tried Colton first. He was the most level-headed out of the two. I dialed the number I still had for him and a woman picked up the phone. I almost hung up immediately until she continued, “Colton's office, how can I help you?”
“Sorry, I'm just an old friend and I thought this number went directly to him.”
“Please hold,” she replied.
I didn't even need to give her my name. I waited on the line and then a male voice picked up. “This is Colton.”
“Hey, this is Emily.”
“Emily? Holy shit, it's been a long time. How've you been? What are you doing now?”
I smiled. “I've been good. I just moved back to New Heart and I'm working at a design firm.
“That's amazing! I'm at a law firm part-time to help pay for graduate school.”
“Sounds like you're pretty high up there. You have a secretary and everything.”
Colton laughed. “Not really. She's a secretary for everyone. She has a screen that tells her which phone number was dialed.”
“Well that's still pretty cool.” An awkward silence followed. I coughed and continued, “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? You know, catch up on old times. But if you're really busy, I'll understand.”
I always gave someone an out even if they didn't need one. I didn't want anyone hanging out with me out of pity.