THE STRAGGLERS Book 2 OWN

by Misha Anderson

  My balls are heavy and my cock signalizes when I stare deep in her eyes in the photo, they tell me how much pleasure she felt that night and remembering her moans by my ear, the way she is laments when my cock gets out of her vagina, drives me crazy.

  Gary entered the locker room and caught me with that silly face I make when I’m think about Maggie, he sat by my side making fun of me.

  “Sickle, your face of ‘defeated by leg lock’ is pitiful, man! Have a little pride, where’s that killer face of ours, Hunt?”

  “Stop talking bullshit, you old boring man, and why would I make a killer face to my girl, seriously!”

  Gary laughed out loud completing.

  “Killer? Only if it’s of pussy, right, man?!!”

  “Be more respectful with Maggie, she’s not that kind of girl.”

  He was in silence, watching my reaction, I’m deeply annoyed when Gary speaks that way, reducing Maggie just to hot and meaningless sex makes me pissed, she’s my girlfriend, my fucking woman!!!

  Gary cleared his throat and asked leaving the mockery a side.

  “Is it serious between you two, isn’t it, Sickle?”

  I get up in silence, taking off my underwear, followed by a cold shower.

  I open the shower and get the soap, answering him, even without wanting to admit.

  “Yes, it is, she’s different, man, Maggie is special, Gary.”

  “Oh! She put you on a leash, Sickle, now there’s no way out, old man!”

  I smiled and when I turned to face him, washing the ‘crown jewels’, he made a disguising face, show me his fists.

  “Get that thing away from me! That’s disguising.”

  Before leaving the locker room, he turned to me, making me laugh with his curiosity.

  “Is that thing on your cock a hoop, man?”

  “Piercing, idiot, piercing!”

  And he left murmuring and getting a huge laugh out of me.

  “Poor girl, Hunter.”

  Poor girl? If you knew the effect of my piecing on Maggie, you wouldn’t say something like that.

  Nine o’clock and it’s the second time I knock on the door and nothing from Maggie. I wriggle the knob and it’s unlocked, I enter slowly and yell out Maggie, she answers in the bedroom, telling me to go up the stairs.

  When I get to her bedroom door, there’s a path of flower petals to her bed, my eyes stop there and I won’t look away anymore.

  Maggie is standing by the bed wearing tall high heel boots the type “today I wanna be fucked”, I raise my eyes and she’s only wearing a red corset that envolves her perfect shape, her corset is so tight her breasts are almost jumping up and I salivate with desire to suck those brown hard nipples till she begged me to penetrate her.

  A black mask covers her face and part of her lips with intense red lipstick, I’m imagining having them around my cock, driving me mad, that way that only she can.

  “Hi, Hunter.”

  “Wow, baby! You’re so fucking hot!”

  She walks towards me steady, decided to seduce me.

  “Today I’m not your baby.”

  What do you mean you’re not my baby? What is this crazy talk?

  “No? Then who do you want to be today?”

  “Today I’m your panther, and your body tonight will be all mine so I can use it as I please: to bite, suck, scratch, lick, tease... Do you accept it, Hunter?”

  I nod, opening the first button of my shirt.

  “I do, where do I sign?”

  “Take it easy, remove your clothes slowly, let me enjoy this I want you to make me crazy, Hunter.”

  My baby wants to play, she’s a little naughty dirty girl, I love all of Maggie’s craziness, I love the free spirit way that she gives herself to me. I do as she told me to, I remove my shirt with no rush, slowly the shirt fell to the floor and I caress my chest, caressing the thin hair on my nipples, lowering my hand on my well defines abdomen I know she loves. I open my jeans and let it slide down my hips, throwing it on the floor with the shirt.

  I take off my boots last, my hand rests on my white boxer shorts, slowly rubbing the base and the tip of my cock, her little naughty eyes narrow and she bites her lips.

  Attentively paying attention to my movements up and down under my underwear.

  My hands are still slowly moving and my wet glande escapes through the underwear. Maggie looks licking her lips and I know exactly what she wants, what we both want.

  Just by thinking how good Maggie’s little mouth is around my cock, I go mad.

  She bends her index finger making a sign for me to come near her and I cave to her desire.

  Maggie wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me so deliciously I lose myself, the notion of time is irrelevant while I feel her soft lips sliding on mine, her tongue teasing me, sucking mine, searching and teasing the top of my mouth, I grab her by the waist and she denies it, making me lost.

  “No grabbing me, today I’m going to fuck you, Hunt.”

  I take my hand off her waist and she kneels in front of me, lowering my underwear to my hips. Her hands go avidly through the base of my penis, making the same movements I teased her a few moments ago, her fingers going up and down, front and back and my glande expels fluids, I’m almost cumin just with the touch of her hands.

  “Is it good, Hunt?”

  “Yes, baby.”

  She slapped me on my thighs, she stared at me with that naughty girl look and said.

  “Panther.”

  I lock my jaw to stand the delicious torture Maggie’s is making me go through and I play the game my girl wants.

  “Yes, my panther, is really good.”

  Maggie took me over with her soft and hot mouth, licking and sucking, making me sweat of for getting so horny. Her tongue goes with mastery all over the base of my penis, brushing her teeth delicately, sucking vigorously the top of my cock till I was begging.

  “Maggie, no, I’m going to cum.”

  “Not yet, Big Guy.”

  She threw me on bed and mounted my cock, my fingers went quickly to the buttons of her corset, she tried to take my hands away, but I can’t stand it anymore.

  I tore off her silk delicate panties and pulled her by the hips to my mouth.

  “Come, my panther, sit on my face and let me taste this sweet delicacy.”

  Maggie spread herself on my face and my mouth found her source of flavors, I opened her labia and my tongue went from the opening to her clitoris. She closed her eyes and held her breasts, squeezing my nipples with her fingers, pulling while she moaned and shook her hips, desperate, lost, legs shaking, her vagina pulsing, her clitoris swelling more and more.

  My panther closed her eyes and let her head fall backwards, screaming my name out loud.

  “Do you want more, my sweet?”

  She slid through my body lazily, her little eyes in pleasure by the orgasm.

  “I do! I want all of you inside me, Big Guy.”

  I turned her back and Maggie was on her fours, her round and soft ass up for me. I bit on a cheek of that delicious ass and then the other side, sinking my fingers on the curves of her hips.

  I guided my penis to her soaked opening and penetrated her slowly, so she could feel my piercing sliding on the walls of her sex, Maggie’s hot pussy engulfed my cock hungrily and I started to move my hips, circling and hitting, circling and hitting her ass deeper and faster.

  “Faster, please, Hunter.”

  The rhythm of my thrusts on her vagina became faster and faster, until Maggie’s vagina convulse and squeeze my cock, closer to pleasure.

  She sunk her head on the pillow, bitting the sheet and she came hard, milking the head of my cock.

  “Ah! Hunter, I’m cumin.”

  “That’s it, cum my panther, my baby, cum for me, my foxy.”

  The coming of my pleasure increased with Maggie’s orgasm, I slapped her ass and was ever harder on her, filling her girl’s vagina with all my pleasure, soaking her with love and semen.


  “I love you, baby, I’m crazy about you, Maggie.”

  Maggie’s legs gave up and I lied on top of her, turning her to the side, still buried in her body, enjoying the intense scent of pleasure and strawberry that came from her skin.

  We took a nap, hugged, entangled in one another, just saying the silly things that only lovers are capable of saying.

  “I’ll go to New York with you.”

  I kissed the top of her head and smelled the scent of her hair.

  “I love knowing that, it’s going to be a hard fight, I’ll have to train every day, but we’ll have time to have fun, I promise.”

  “This fight is important to you, I know you’re prepared, you’ll win, Hunt.”

  “I hope so, baby, I’m training hard for that.”

  Returning to the fighting circle, even clandestine ones, fills me with encouragement to get back to my carrear once and for all, in each fight I’m nearer to returning to UFC rings, I’m more focused, more prepared and I fill calmer, Maggie’s love encourages me, makes me stronger to win the battles in my life: keep me away from alcohol, get back to the UFC top and why not say, accept more the beast in me.

  CHAPTER 10

  HUNTER

  Our trip to New York was less tiring than I thought, I can even say that it was a riveting trip, Maggie sleeps cuddle up in my arms while I read ‘Archer’s Voice’ by Mia Sheridan, with the cover covered in black , of course! After all, I’m tired of my friends making fun of me because I’m a MMA fighter who likes to read novels.

  We get to Park Central Hotel and Gary check us in, I’m so happy for Maggie being here with me I’m barely able to hide my happiness. Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying:

  “Love is beautiful, but in a few minutes we are going to the gym to practice, okay, Sickle?”

  I grunted.

  “You a real cock block, Gary.”

  He did his fake good guy face and we both laugh. I know well enough that I have to dedicate myself to getting ready, this fight is going to be even harder than the other one and I can’t relax. I have to keep myself biting the octagon, focused, that’s the only way I’ll be able to get back to the oficial UFC circuit.

  Maggie unpacks her suitcase while I lay down, looking her, watching her movements. She bends down with her little round ass up and I salivate. She looks at me, dirty girl, naughty girl knows I’m fucking her with my eyes.

  “Is the view good over there?”

  “It could only be better with you were naked.”

  She winks teasing me.

  “None of that, Big Guy, you have practice ahead of you and I need to go to Manfred’s office.”

  Who is this Manfred, I didn’t like the sweet way Maggie said this man’s name.

  “Who is this guy? Another posh guy like that son of a bitch Fred?”

  Maggie laughed and I was pissed off, seriously staring at her. What is she laughing at, who is this guy that’s the first person she wants to visit in New York?”

  “Manfred is the family later for eyes, he’s a man almost in his seventies, Hunt. Are you jealous?”

  I shrugged denying it, of course not! And I’m some kind of lunatic who is jealous of it’s own shadow, fuck?!

  “No, not at all, I only thought... ah! Fuck it, I was jealous, I think about this crazy things and when I see it, there! I said it. Forgive me.”

  “Come here give me a kiss and I’ll forgive you.”

  “Ah! Baby, stop teasing me, I have practice and if I get you, I’ll only stop if you beg me to, gorgeous.”

  I get her by her waist and I sniff her neck, nibbling her soft neck. I slapped her ass and went to change my clothes, leaving in a comfortable sweat shirt and pants to train. Maggie took a shower and when she got out, I caught her to steal a kiss and say before leaving:

  “I’m going to train at the gym, I left the address on top of the night stand, go see me after you’re back.”

  I went down the elevator and found Gary in the lobby like we had agreed, we went to Ultra High gym that is near Central Park, the gym is very well structured. There’s a reserved area just for martial arts, a ring, and all other accessories and equipment to cardio exercises.

  The fighter who’s practicing with me was already waiting, Gary introduced me to Jarred, a tall black guy, half weight, looking like he’s around 24.

  Gary kept throwing incentives at me during the entire practice, my fight on the floor got better, even my arm locks in the Brazilian style of Spider Silva and now I’m focused in perfecting my boxing blows, followed by a sequence of punches of right, left and hook, right, left and hook.

  Sweat washes my body, but I keep pushing the 110 pounds bag. Before I can finish my serie, my attention turn to heel sounds on the floor and it’s near and near me, the unmistakable smell of vanilla and sin of Maggie.

  Jarred gets off the ring and gets near Maggie asking her:

  “Hi, beautiful, looking for someone?”

  Maggie didn’t even get the chance to respond and I had already jumped out of the ring and stopped by her side, with my arm around her waist, if it were the rage in my eyes, that kid would be reduced to nothing in front of me. I gave him a stare making a gesture with my head so he would understand my message.

  “Get our of here, man. Hi, baby, wait for me just a minute, I’ll take a quick shower.”

  I went to the locker room, looking back to check if Jarred had in fact left my woman alone.

  MAGGIE

  After Hunt left I got ready to go to the Manfred’s office, I need to talk to him about the inheritance my mother left me.

  There are many blanks to fill about my past and with my mother’s death Manfred is the only one who can answer them.

  I put on an ice color pencil shirt and a half sleeve red blouse with a tear drop cleavage, red high heels, a discreet lip gloss and go to Manfred’s office near Fifth Avenue.

  The office doesn’t look like before, so many years I haven’t come here, the last time, around seven years ago it wasn’t so sumptuous.

  The secretary announces me and Manfred greets me in his private office, old age had curved his body. He seemed pale, is he sick? I sit and smile, he’s glad to see me.

  “Maggie, Maggie girl, how long, sweetie.”

  “Yeah, it must have been around seven years since I last saw you.”

  He looks me attentively over the thick glasses and accommodates himself on the chair.

  “What can I help you with, Maggie?”

  Even though all of his politeness and good manners, I see a certain annoyance in receiving me, I go straight to the point.

  “I came because of my mother inheritance, I want to be more hands on with my assets and bonds, Manfred.”

  Manfred twists his lips in a bitter smile and looks away from me, crossing and uncrossing his old legs. He gets up and looks for some documents, turning his back to me.

  “I’ll ask my assistant to get the documents with all the details about your assets, your bonds, but don’t worry it’s all being managed very well by me, you remember who much your mother trusted my work.

  I complete it, making him even more uncomfortable.

  “I even want to check the monetary transactions, investments and I also want to know about the land in Portland.”

  “I would like to talk to you about that land, I don’t see I reason to why keep it, the tax are really expensive and the land is devalued, I can even issue a mandate to sell it, and then you are free of that white elephant.”

  I deny it vigorously, it can even be an useless white elephant, but my mother had huge affection for that land, I won’t sell it, and if that land was such a bad acquisition, why dad had such interest in buying it.

  “No, I don’t intent to sell it, mom was really attached to that land, funny thing I have dreams that seem more like memories from the past, I remember going to a wide space, there was a river, and I played in that river, mom made a picnic and went...”


  Manfred cuts me, strangely nervous.

  “It’s only a feeling, your mother can’t have taken you there, it’s a difficult place to reach, next to a Cherokee reservation, actually they are not that friendly, I think it would be best for you to think it over, Maggie.”

  “No, thank you, Manfred, now can you answer me a personal question?”

  He nodded and I kept on talking, trying to find answers to my doubtsabout the past, I was so little, I wanted to understand the reason old Hanks arguing with mom all the time about that inheritance.

  “Why mom didn’t trust dad to manage my inheritance? What was the reason of so much fighting? You were always a family friend, you must know what actually happened between those two.”

  Manfred got up clearly disturbed, in silence, and then he tried to be more relaxed, joking with my parents problematic relationship.

  “Maggie, they were both stubborn, they loved each other, but were always arguing for the silliest reasons, your father was always a difficult man, ambitious, but he was never a criminal, don’t worry about those silly things, they are your childish views, when we are kids we see everything with a magnifying glass, it was a pleasure seeing you, you are beautiful, dear, but I really need to meet with another client.

  I thanked Manfred for his kindness of meeting me and we set for him to send me e-mails and reports with all the monetary transactions from my assets, I said good-bye to Manfred and left, after all, life is not only made of MMA fights and appointments with lawyers, I want to have a little fun with my Big Guy.

  This situation is becoming more and more unbearable, I think that the best thing for me is to stop managing Maggie’s assets, Geffrey with his greediness is raising more and more questions in the girl’s head and she’s not stupid, she’s will want to take care of her fortune situation soon and he’ll be in a bad position. I don’t intend to die old in a cell, arrested because of Geffrey. I call California, he answers on the third ring.

  “Hanks, Manfred speaking. Maggie just left my office.”