69. Consciousness Slowed

I thrust deep inside of Amy’s slender frame. The force of my hips collided into her, creating a ripple though her body. I watched in slow motion as it traveled up and away from me. Her breasts hung in mid-air. The shock forced her head back, exposing her fragile neck. I love the look of her neck while she rides me. I’m going to cum soon; I can feel an urge form in my balls.

8:47:PM

Amy’s not ready yet. I just need a little more time. Just till 9 PM, that should be long enough. I close my eyes and try to think of something boring. I have an accounting test tomorrow. I need to be able to calculate three ways to deprecate equipment. If you want to write-off the equipment earlier you use double declining to depreciate the asset.

Amy’s tight ass in short gym shorts flashed in my mind. She teases me by bending over with her legs straight, the mount me pose. Her ass is so firm and tight that I want to bite it, like a fresh apple. And she’s not the only one either. Her whole team works out in these revealing shorts. Twelve tight little bodies running around, it’s no wonder I’m so horny all the time. I want to mount her right there, in front of the entire team.

I opened my eyes and thrust deep inside of her. I grip on her hips and force her body down as I thrust deeper into hers. I smack her ass and then cup it with my hands. I can feel the heat from my strike. Her skin is smooth but resists my fingers as they dig in. She bends over, beckoning me with her lips. I leaned up to kiss her and she pulled her head back, teasing me. I leaned further and found her perk almond nipples. I put my teeth gently around them and gave a quick squeeze. I didn’t want to actually hurt her so I sucked them in and flicked her nipples with my tongue. She twisted and arched her back pulling her sharp nipple away from me. I gave her ass a strong squeeze and focused everything on the suction. Her breast made a Pop! as they were pulled out of my mouth. I couldn’t lean up any further so I smacked her ass again. My balls start to tremble.

I need more time. I close my eyes and search for an image that’s truly revolting. Grandma, Tim Allan, meth heads, grilled cheese, Zoey the fat walking cellulite that wore clothing 5 sizes too small. Her one flabby arm is larger than my head. I thought I’d never watch anime again after seeing her in a sailor moon outfit during Halloween. The image of her made my penis shrink in horror.

Shit, I don’t want to go soft.

Joy was at the party. She had painted over her b-cups with latex and wore tight plastic short shorts with torn neon pink fishnets and black stilettos. I can just drool all over those long solid legs. I would run my hand up and up those long legs, following the inside of her thigh and reaching an ass so tight and round and perfect. I would break that shit. I’d force her to her knees like a little dog and pound the shit out of her. Amy would watch, enjoying every minute of it. I would force Joy’s head to Amy’s eager pussy forcing it in with every thrust. Amy would scream over and over again as all our friends watched.

I can’t hold back any longer… I’ve bought enough time. I opened my eyes and threw Amy off of me. I grabbed her by her long black hair and forced her face into the pillow. Her ass sprung into action ready and willing. I kept my hand forcing her head down while I mounted up behind her. I entered just enough to know that I wouldn’t miss. In a single action I forced my whole length inside of her and pulled her head back by her hair. She let out a short moan. I was feeling too much, her body clenched around my shaft. I gave one last deep thrust, keeping my cock in her for as long as possible, I started to rupture. I pulled out and pushed her ass to the bed. My strength forming a pool in the small of her back, I collapse beside her.

8:49:PM

God hates me.

©Chris Richards 2009