His tongue battered her clit and his lips locked on to the swelling nub. She propped her legs over his shoulders, tightening her thighs around his face. Her body heated up as if one thousand tiny matches had been lit all around her and held only centimeters from her skin. He sucked the throbbing button into his mouth while plunging his finger into her gash, a mixture of her natural lubrication and his saliva easing the way.
As Holden moved to position himself on top of her, she panted, “Wait!”
His wide-eyed gaze locked with hers as if silently begging her not to reject him as he pinched together his lips, but she insisted. “Please let me up.” He moved off of her with some reluctance and she made haste to move onto her knees. “Turn.” She looked up at his face, watching his pained expression morph into excitement. He threw his leg over the bench so his entire body faced her. She unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers while kissing over the thin trail of short hairs leading from his navel down below the waistband of his underwear. She outlined the large bulge his hardness beneath the snug, overburdened fabric, letting her thumb glide over the couple of inches of cotton covering his erection’s head. As she pushed three fingers behind his waistband, she pulled the elastic it away from his skin, allowing his stiff cock to spring out to meet the waiting embrace of her lips and mouth.
Mary Allison examined the impressive size, but also the perfect shape and color before lapping at the engorged tip. She smacked her lips, longing to suck his thick shaft.
Beginning at the hilt, she ran her dripping-wet tongue up eight inches of rock-hard, sexual arousal, resting the tip on the small bundle of nerves tucked under his cock’s swelled dome. While pressing her taste buds against the sensitive spot, she stroked with tiny movements until Holden’s dick jerked. Widening her mouth, she twirled her tongue around the head twice before engulfing the thick rod. She drew him back toward her throat with rhythmic sucking while wrapping her hand around the hilt. His dick throbbed against her palm as she rubbed up and down the veiny length in time with the dipping of her head. He groaned, caressing her hair as she slid her lips all the way up, releasing his cock with a slurping noise before leaving a sweet kiss on the tip.
After grabbing her small, bright-red clutch, Mary Allison reached inside and retrieved a condom. As she tore the package and began to sheath Holden’s massive cock, he placed his hand over hers.
“I’m clean.” He stroked the side of her face. “I promise.”
She scrunched up her face, her cheeks burning. “I’m not on the pill.”
“Oh!” His eyes widened while he continued to pull her hand away from his erection.
She lifted an eyebrow, squinting with worry as she hoped a condom wasn’t going to be a deal-breaker. He reached for his sports coat, and she straightened her spine. Son of a bitch! He can’t seriously be putting on the brakes.
She held her tongue, waiting as he produced a gold foil package. “Please, no medieval torture devices.” He pulled the tight piece of latex away from his erection and handed her his rubber.
She exhaled the breath she’d been holding, her pussy throbbing. “Sorry.” She averted her gaze to examine the condom’s package. She recognized the brand and smirked as she realized Holden was the first guy she ever thought really needed an extra-large condom.
She placed her lips back around Holden’s rod, shooting him a flirty glance as she covered slurped the head, covering the area with warm saliva while she ripped the package and then retrieved the larger condom. She pinched the tip as she unrolled the protective covering to cover Holden’s long shaft. She stood, preparing to saddle up, but he jumped up, grabbed her, and turned her around. With his arms wrapped around her torso, Mary Allison leaned into his embrace. His sweet but musky cologne caught in her nostrils and she breathed in his scent as the slick heat from his sweat-drenched chest pressed against her back.
He placed his hand on her head and coaxed her to bend forward. Panting, she reached out and placed her palms against one of the lockers in front of her, the coldness of the metal a stark contrast to her sizzling flesh. She braced herself while arching her back, lifting her bottom as an invitation.
Holden left one hand firmly planted on her head while brushing her long curls over one of her shoulders. As he ran his fingers down her back, she sucked air in through her nose, her chest expanding. When he settling his hand in a grip on her hip, she exhaled. He wrapped his arm around her waist, perching his fingers on her swollen clit. She groaned as a jolt of arousal flared but flinched as his cock pressed against her entrance. She gasped as the head breached her opening, stretching and filling her before he plunged inside.
“Ah, ah, oh, yes.” Her wetness guided him as the muscles within her contracted and adjusted to his size. He drew back before yanking her toward him as he thrust. She squeaked, startled but excited by his powerful enthusiasm.
“Ngh…so damn tight…squeezing me.” He purred next to her ear as he leaned over her back and kissed her shoulder.
Her lips turned upward in appreciation. “Anyone would feel like a vise while being penetrated by your jumbo-sized cock.”
“You okay. I’m not hurting you?”
She pushed back against him. “I’m good.”
He raised his chest off of her, and as he drew back, she arched, clenching to hold on to every inch for a few seconds longer before he
