'You like that, huh?'
'I do.'
'Do you want to come?'
'Oh yeah!'
His warm chuckle vibrated her clit and drove her higher and higher…
Only for him to pull the fuck back.
'What the fuck?'
'Not until you're dancing on my dick, baby. You do that and I'll make you come so hard you'll beg me to fuck you over and over until we both pass out.' Well, when he put it like that.
Angelica sat up, scrambling to climb on top of Vic. He chuckled as he sat up and reached for her. Rough hands slid up her thighs to urge her to straddle him as he pulled a condom out of his locker and sheathed himself.
She was going to do this. She was really going to do this! Then Vic was sliding into her, filling her with a delicious burn she could easily become addicted to. Once she'd settled herself, Angelica began to move. Slowly at first, then with more vigor until she was dancing on his dick. Just like he'd said.
'Yeah, baby. That's it. Fuck me good.' Vic's rough voice washed over her like warm honey. Angelica had to smile. He was definitely good at this. Better than she'd had in a long while.
'I'll fuck you. You just make sure you make me come like you promised.'
4
A vein pulsed in his temple and he bared his teeth at her. Angelica was still fully clothed except for her panties. Never had she been this close to an orgasm and still been fully clothed! He lunged for her and found her mouth with his, demanding, taking what he wanted. Vic's tongue plunged inside her to tangle with her own tongue. Yup. The man definitely had a talented tongue.
Reaching between them, Vic found her clit and flicked it gently over and over. His other hand gripped her hair, angling her where he wanted her as he continued to ravish her mouth. It was all Angelica needed. Like a shot, she exploded on top of Vic, her cunt pulsing around him, her body seeming to sizzle in the volatile heat.
Angelica screamed then, unable to contain herself as pleasure washed over and through her. Vic groaned appreciatively, but kept urging her on, encouraging her to ride him even as the spasms made her body convulse.
'That's it, baby. Come for me.' His praise was as erotic as that sexy voice of his. Angelica loved doing what he commanded. It made her feel out of control. Wild.
Gripping at his shoulders, Angelica impaled herself as hard, fast, and deep as she could. It was hard to keep a steady rhythm when her body was gripped in wondrous pleasure, but Vic helped her move so she really didn't have to do much. His strong hands at her waist urged her on, taking control when she was too caught up in her orgasm.
Muscles stood out in stark relief across Vic's chest and arms. When she calmed down, she fully intended to roam her hands over every defined inch of his body. Maybe, after this was all over, assuming she still had a job, she'd ask to be permanently transferred to the sports section. If all sporting events were this much fun, she might learn to enjoy herself.
As she came down from the orgasmic high, Angelica was aware of Vic still hard and throbbing inside her. His grin told her he wasn't nearly finished.
'Lose the blouse if you want to keep it. Linebackers aren't known for their delicate touch. In about another three seconds, I'm undoing the buttons myself and they might not survive the attempt.'
With a grin and a carefree laugh, Angelica did as he instructed, divesting herself of her silk blouse and lacey bra, as well as shimmying out of her skirt. She started to remove her shoes as well, but Vic batted her hands away impatiently. He grunted. It seemed all he was capable of at the moment. His eyes devoured her, going hungry and filled with so much lust Angelica almost backed away. Almost.
Strong hands lifted her easily. He urged her to straddle the bench, her legs spread wide. Vic gripped one hip, fingers digging deep into her skin, pushing her back down with the other hand so that she lay with her breasts mashed against the bench, standing with her ass high in the air.
Angelica had never liked the 'tramp stamp' tattoos some girls got low on their backs, but she'd wanted some kind of tatt. Instead of something usual, she'd opted for the unusual. Two green cat's eyes adorned the dimples just above her ass. She was proud of the little decorations, especially now.
'Ah, yeah,' Vic whispered, rubbing her ass with his rough hands. 'Such a naughty little girl with such a tight little ass. I bet those eyes drive your lovers wild.'
She wiggled it at him, hoping to entice him to do more than rub it. 'You like?'
'Definitely.' Just as she'd hoped, he smacked the left cheek with the flat of his hand once. Then again.
'Fuck,' she groaned, raising her hips higher. 'Do that again.' He smacked the other cheek before dipping his other hand between her legs and rubbing her wet pussy in long, rough caresses.
The primitive actions seemed to snowball within Vic. He growled and grunted, sounding more animalistic than man. Angelica loved it! Especially when his hand came down on her cunt in a smart slap. She squealed, but pushed back against him, wanting more.
'Oh, yeah,' she moaned, looking back over her shoulder at him. 'Do it again!'
He complied with another sharp smack. God, how her pussy tingled! Angelica had never really been multi- orgasmic, but she knew she'd come again under this man's touch. Not only come, but revel in it!
Vic bent to bury his face in her upturned pussy, licking with long, penetrating swipes of his tongue. The way he snarled and slurped, Angelica would have thought he was a man starving for the taste of a woman, but she knew he could have-and did have-any woman he wanted. The pressure of the game must have heightened his sexual needs. Which was just fine with Angelica.
Again, he slapped her ass. Twice more and Angelica wiggled, needing to entice him to fuck her again. She saw as his eyes fastened once more to the tattoos on her lower back as if mesmerized by their green depths.
Moving into position, Vic eased his cock into her. Immediately, the sensation of needing to come was overwhelming, but remained out of reach. She bared her teeth at him as sweat erupted over her skin, dampening their erotic glide. One of Vic's hands still gripped her hip while the other trailed up and down her spine, as if petting a cat. The irony wasn't lost on Angelica and she smiled.
She pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust until the air was filled with the sounds of their groans, flesh slapping against flesh, and the unmistakable scent of sweat and sex. Anyone entering the locker room wouldn't fail to notice what had been going on. That thought turned her on even more.
As the tempo increased, Vic gripped both her hips tightly, pulling her back to him more than allowing her to meet him on her own. It was all Angelica could do to hang on to the bench and not lose her balance and go skittering off the side. Even though she straddled it, her feet on the floor, it was narrow and Vic was vigorous. It was all too much. Too much to think about, too much to keep up with. There was no way she could take in everything happening to her and fight off her orgasm too.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as the pressure built and built until finally, she let go with a keening cry. Head thrashing, body trembling, Angelica came like she'd never come before. Fluid ejaculated from her cunt, bathing Vic's balls with her release. Later, she'd be embarrassed at having made a mess, but, right that moment, she couldn’t give two shits. It felt fucking
Her orgasm seemed to trigger Vic's because he gave a hoarse shout and pulled her to him roughly, burying himself deep, his cock pulsing with his own release. He smacked her ass another couple of times as he continued to throb inside her aching cunt. Never in all her sexual history had Angelica been fucked so thoroughly or so well. She was completely and totally satisfied.
Legs finally giving out, she lay forward on the bench, Vic draped over her. He kissed the back of her neck and the side of her face, moving her hair out of the way and over her shoulder. She glanced at him and was met with a brilliant smile.
