Every Time Ch. 02

It was exquisite torture. It was such an intense feeling, it's impossible to describe. Her pussy was the hottest, tightest, wettest thing I'd ever stuck my dick in and I was loving it. Holding off the urge to dump a load in her was driving me crazy. I hoped it was hard for her too. There was no way I wanted this to end quickly.

Despite the primal urge to breed with this girl, I wanted to take my time, to savor the feeling of her tight, wet flesh squeezing me as I thrust in and out of her. Each time the head of my cock bottomed out in her cunt a rush of air left her body like I was driving a large piston in her that forced it out. She was so tight that every fold of her steamy channel rippled along my rod as I moved in her. It was exquisite torture.

She laid her head down on the bed and arched her back to its limit. Firm, smooth skin stretched snugly over the toned muscles of her ass. With my hands on her waist, I planted my feet and moved her body where I wanted. I used her body like it was nothing to me. To me she was just a toy to be used for my pleasure. It had been a long time since I'd had my dick buried in such a young, tight pussy and I wanted to enjoy it for as long as I could. I also wanted her to enjoy it enough that she'd come back for more.

Slowing my pace, I followed the map of her spine with the tips of my fingers. The velvet flesh of her back was my playground. I massaged her tense muscles as she writhed underneath me. Laying my chest against her back, I reached around her to feel the line of her body from her throat to her belly. The mounds of her heavy tits were swaying in counterpoint to my lunges. They filled my hands to overflowing and I could just imagine how they would look when she rode me. She packed a fabulous set of curves on her small frame and I wanted to enjoy them from every angle.

Her belly was flat and taut under my palm. Sticky wet desire poured around my shaft and over my fingers as I traced the lines of her plump lips. A single touch to her clit was all it took to make her shudder and moan. As soon as she recovered, I assaulted the little pearl again and trigger another orgasm. Over and over, I flicked her clit and made her come. When she collapsed onto the bed, I changed the angle of my thrusts and pressed my palm tight against her mound to stimulate her g-spot as I fucked her hard and fast.

"Oh, God yes!" she wailed and cried as I pounded her.

No more holding back. No more hesitation or teasing. Now, I was going to fuck this girl like she'd never been fucked before. On and on I pummeled her curvaceous little body into the mattress. I pinned her down with my weight as I slammed into her. She clawed at the sheets and wadded them up in her fists until her knuckles turned white with the strain.

I reared my head up to bellow out a cry of release but she was a split second ahead of me. She screamed and shot hot come all over us both as she came one last time. The feeling of her hot juices on my balls forced them to give up their treasure and flood her gash with my seed. I buried my rod in her balls deep and let the first wad splash against the walls of her womb. An unintelligible shout echoed off the walls, as I pumped shot after shot of come in her tiny little slit. Finally, my body gave out and I slumped to the bed beside her. As I rolled away, her pussy let loose of my cock with a pop. One final string of come flew from me to paint the crack of her butt.

Panting and gasping for breath, I lay back and closed my eyes to try and recover my senses. "Goddammit!" she shouted. "I've never come so hard before. That was fucking unbelievably good."

Between gasps I said, "You're an unbelievably good fuck."

She crawled over to rest her impressive chest on mine. "No. You were doing the work. You deserve the credit. You're the unbelievable one." We shared out first kiss. It was soft, sweet and hot. Her breath was hot and sweet and her tongue was quick and agile. I wondered how it would feel on my cock and I felt it throb with the thought. "After this is over, I gotta come back for some more of that," she said absent-mindedly.

"After what's over?"

"Crap," she muttered. "I'm not supposed to talk about it." Looking me in the eye she pleaded, "Please, please don't tell anybody I said anything."

"Said anything about what?" I asked.

She quickly sat up. "It's the first rule. We're not supposed to tell anybody."

"Tell anybody what? What the fuck are you talking about, some kind of fucking club?"

"Yeah. Please don't tell them I told you about it. I'll do anything you want. Anything. Just don't tell them," she begged. I was beginning to think she was a ditzy blonde.

I'm not the smartest man in the world and I knew I had just spent the last hour or so thinking with my little head. If I could restore the blood flow to my brain, maybe I could figure out what she was talking about. The view of her was too much for me. I couldn't think about anything but how beautiful she was. "I have no intention of telling anybody about this. It would be ungentlemanly."

"Huh? What do you mean, ungentlemanly?"

"I don't kiss and tell, or fuck and tell. I would never talk about you that way."

Her head tilted like a puppy's as she thought it through. "You don't want to brag to your buddies about the hot little piece of ass you just bagged?"

"No. What happens between us is nobody's business but ours."

"Damn. A big dick, a great fuck and a gentleman all rolled into one. You're the whole package aren't you?" she said with a grin.

"I don't know about that but I'm not telling anybody anything. Besides, I have no idea what you're so worried about," I said as I gave her a little kiss.

"You said it before. It's a fucking club."

"What kind of club is it?"

"It's a Fucking Club."

"What?"

She lay down on the bed and drew little doodles on my chest. "It's a fucking club." When I still looked confused she added, "The name of it is the Fuck Club."

"This is like Abbot and Costello," I groaned.

"Who?"

"Never mind. What's the Fuck Club about and why are you in a Fuck Club?"

"My girlfriends and I started it our senior year," she said. "We all put in money and made a bet on who would get the most points before we turned twenty-one."

A wave of fear and nausea washed over me. "How old are you?"

"I'm the baby of the group. I'll be twenty-one next month."

"So you're twenty now?"

"Yep."

"Thank god," I said with a sigh.

"Freaked you out for a minute there, huh?" she teased.

"You've had me freaked out ever since we started this conversation. Tell me about the Fuck Club."

"I shouldn't. I shouldn't have said anything. That's the first rule. 'Don't talk about Fuck Club.' Guess what the second rule is."

"Don't talk about Fuck Club," I told her.

"Yeah. Just like the movie except we don't punch anybody."

"So how do you get points and what are you trying to win?" I asked.

"Well, we all put money in, a thousand dollars each. There were ten of us but there are rules on who can collect."

This was getting good. "Like what?"

"You can't collect if you get married, even if you're divorced before you turn twenty-one," she said. "One girl got married right out of high school and two girls did while they were in college. One of them is divorced and she was pissed that she's not in the running anymore. She doesn't need the money. Her ex is loaded and he paid her a butt-load of cash when they split up because she caught him with his assistant."

"His assistant must have been too hot to pass up," I said.

"Yeah. I always thought so. Too bad, too, he's really cute."

"Her ex?"

"No, his assistant. Brandy walked in on them sucking each other's cocks in the conference room of his office. She was smart enough to take a video of them with her phone before she said anything. After that, he gave her whatever she wanted."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Some guys just can't keep it in their pants," I said. "Of course, I don't have a lot of room to talk..."

"I can't believe yours fits in your pants," she said as she gave me a peck.

"Anyway, we all got together for another wedding last week and we compared notes. Since I'm the youngest one, the deadline is my birthday. Suzanne, the biggest bitch of the group, has the most points. But my friend Wanda and I are pretty close. I'm hoping I can beat Suzanne and win the money. Plus, I'd get to rub it in her face too."

"So if you fuck enough guys you win ten thousand dollars."

She punched me on the arm for that crack. "It's not about how many guys you fuck. It's about who you fuck. It's all about quality, not quantity. And it's not ten thousand anymore. It's about twenty-five or thirty."

"I thought there were ten of you. Did more join?"

"No. Brandy used her husband's company to invest it. We bought stock in a bunch of companies. We traded commodities and made some money."

That took a minute to sink in. When I first saw this girl, I thought 'bimbo' but I was wrong. She had a lot going on for her. "Wow. I'm impressed. It's been tough to make money in the market these days."

"Yeah. My dad lost half his retirement and my mom's been out of work. I want to give them the money if I win," she said.

"That's incredibly sweet of you," I told her. Then I wondered, "How are you going to explain where the money's from?"

She stared up at the ceiling and sighed. "I don't know. I've been trying to figure that out. It won't matter unless I win." Even flat on her back her tits looked full and firm.

"So what are the rules and how many points do you need?'

"Well, you know the first two rules. After that they're about points. Like you can't fuck the same guy over and over and rack up points. You can't count points you score with a boyfriend or fiancée. Only fucking counts. Blowjobs, handjobs and other things don't. You can only score points in a category once unless you score in every single category and get approval to count points for the second time in a category."

"Okay. How many categories are there?"

"Lots. But most of them are easy. Doing it in your parents' house, doing it outdoors, in a car, that kind of stuff. The tougher ones are worth more."

"Like what?"

"Fucking a musician or actor is worth big points. If they've won an award, like a grammy or an oscar, it's worth more. Fucking a famous jock is worth big points but only if they were on a championship team. Couples are worth points and if they're married it's worth more. Rich guys and older guys are worth points. If the guy is more than twice your age it's worth the most."

Now I understood why she'd come onto me. "I get it. You wanted me because I'm so much older than you. How many points is it worth if he's three times your age?"

"I don't know but I'm not going to the old folk's home to find out,' she laughed.

I sat up and stared her in the eye. "Do you have any idea how old I am?" I asked her.

"I don't know. You're in really good shape. You work out a lot, don't you? What, forty-five, fifty?" she said timidly.

"Come on. Don't bullshit me."

She scrunched her brow and asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm fifty-nine. I'll be sixty this weekend."

She smiled from ear to ear. "Holy crap! That's great. Will you fuck me again when you're sixty? I'll get huge points for that." It took her a second to realize what she'd said and how it made me feel. "Oh, shit! I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I'm such a dumb blonde. Suzanne always says that I'm too stupid to be believed. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry, Nick." She buried her face in my chest and hugged me tight. Her body was so soft and warm I couldn't help but respond. Before I said anything, she felt my cock thickening between us.

With my hand under her chin, I lifted her tear-filled eyes to mine. "It's okay. Don't worry about it. You're trying to help your family. I guess if you really need me to, I could bare fucking you again this weekend." I did my best to keep a straight face but it didn't last long. We both laughed as we kissed and made up. "You are so beautiful it hurts to look at you. You're so tiny but so voluptuous you make my mouth water."

"I'm not tiny," she said. She smiled and added, "I'm fun sized."

Soon, she was on top of me and was rubbing the head of my cock along her slit. She got both of us wetter and slicker as our natural lubrication poured out. I watched her tits move as she ground her clit against the base of my cock. She clenched her eyes shut as she lowered her pussy onto my shaft. I had to fight not to do the same thing. It was overwhelmingly hot and tight. I started to close my eyes twice but I didn't want to miss the show.

The sight of her chest rising and falling with her deep breaths was enough to make me shoot off. The feel of her steamy slit opening up as she forced my cock into it was enough to do it too. When she held the base tight in one hand and slowly dropped down to take the full length of me in her tight little honey pot, I almost lost my mind. A quiver shook her from head to toe and seeing the way she moved was a once in a lifetime experience.

She threw her head back and thrust out her tits as she groaned and came. Her hands flew to her tits and I watched as she rolled her long, hard nipples between her thumb and fingers. A quick lick of her fingers and they were back at their task, twisting, pulling and teasing her nipples until they changed from pink to dark red.

She gazed down at me and said, "I love playing with my tits." My mouth was too dry for me to speak so I nodded. "Do you like my titties?" she asked. Another nod was all I could muster. "Do you mind if I suck my titties?" I shook my head no. "You don't want me to play with my titties?" she teased.

"No, I want you to. I want you to pinch them and lick them, kiss them and suck them. I want you to do whatever you want," I croaked.

Tammy shuddered as she lifted one of her nipples up to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and danced around the little nub as she flexed her hips to fuck me. "They taste so good and it feels so very good when I suck them," she moaned.

Without realizing it, I licked my lips as she switched from one to the other. I couldn't believe her nipples could get longer or harder but they did. It was beautiful. Her sweet angelic face was a mask of unbridled lust as she sucked her tits and slowly rode my hard cock. I could feel the head slip past the mouth of her cervix when she pressed down hard. She was taking her time fucking me slow and deep.

In a husky voice she asked, "Do you want to suck my titties too?"

"Yes. Yes," I moaned. I had to crane my neck as she arched her back to feed me her tit. If I ended up in traction, it would be worth it. Her mound slammed into my pelvic bone as she fucked me harder. I grabbed her ass and pulled her down tight to me and flexed my cock in her. She moaned and sped up her gyrations. Her movements caused my fingers to slip between her cheeks and tease her little rosebud. The moaning from deep in her chest grew louder and more intense with that.

"Oh yessss," she hissed. "That's good. You want to fuck my ass? Want to split me open with that big long thick cock of yours?"

The tip of my finger felt like it was sucked into her welcoming asshole as my rod started to swell inside her. My balls pulled up tight to my body and my cock throbbed as it prepared to unload in her tight, wet cunt.

She pushed back against my hand and she cried out, "Don't come yet! Don't come! Wait! Wait! I want to feel you shoot your come in my nasty asshole while I'm coming!" That did it for me. The thought of fucking this hot young ass was more than I could handle. I shoved my finger deep in her butt and filled her gash with my come. This girl was a freak and I loved it.