You Couldn't Handle Me Ch. 04

She giggled at this. Any girl that could so casually toss around the term buttfuck and all it's derivatives like she could was a keeper in my book.

We made our way into the stadium and got some pretty good seats in the student section. I stood next to Carmen, and feeling her pressed next to me, seeing her smile warmly at me, feeling the tension in the air, something was gonna happen today. I was sure of it. And that was good, because I had kind of held myself back sexually lately, making sure I was super-charged for this one day, cause I expected something to happen. I needed something to happen today. I couldn't wait any longer.

Things started off great. We cheered together, we celebrated together, she hugged me when we got a touchdown, and she squeezed my arm a few times. She even took a few pictures of us together, putting her arm around me. It was great. Things were happening. But then, things changed.

"Landon?" she called out. I looked over and saw some guy approaching Carmen. I looked him over. He looked older than us both, probably in his late 20's. He was tall, decently fit, his hair and goatee impeccably styled. He looked like a model for some male fashion magazine, like, uh, 'Douchebag's Monthly.'

"Carmen! I thought that was you." This Landon guy said.

"Oh my God!" she called out, squealing more girlishly than I had ever seen before. She jumped forward and gave him a tight hug. "How've you been? It's been, like, forever."

"I know! I've been good. Been working in Minnesota." he said.

"Yikes." Carmen replied.

"Yeah, it's cold, but I'm working in one of the best surgical rotations in the world." Landon said.

"Wow. That's... awesome." Carmen said.

"How's school going?" he asked.

"It's good. Tough, but good." She said.

"You got an internship lined up?" he asked.

"Nothing official, yet. Hopefully, I'll be sticking around here." She said.

"So, you're doing med school here too?" he said.

"Yeah." Carmen said. She glanced at me. "Oh, Landon, this is my, um, friend, Tom. Tom, this is Landon. He was the TA in one of my classes a while ago. I probably wouldn't have gotten this far without his help."

"Hey." I said curtly.

"Hey man." he replied.

I immediately burned with jealousy as this new guy, this interloper, this asshole, stole Carmen's attention. I tried to interject myself, but it was clear I was on the sidelines of their conversation. Between plays, I heard them talking shop, talking about medical stuff, talking about all the times they had together. It was clear they had a history, maybe he was an ex or a long lost love or something like that. The way she looked at him, the adoration in her eyes, it was clear she liked him.

Now, I knew what it was like. I was on the other side of things. Being with a girl, making progress, only to have some cocky lameass stride up and steal her from within your grasp. She led me on, let me think I had a chance, but in the end, she would happily leap into bed with this douchebag older guy at a moment's notice. I had no doubt it would be this cocky asshole fucking her sweet asshole by the end of the day. An asshole that was supposed to be mine.

The game became a lot less fun for me to watch. And standing next to her, listening to her gab energetically to this guy, was torturous. She was typically so sarcastic and biting with her humor. I had never seen her act this relaxed and girly around someone. It pissed me off how quickly she would crumble around someone, especially someone that wasn't me.

Suddenly, being right next to her was the last place I wanted to be.

I stepped away from a distracted Carmen, and she didn't seem to notice my absence. I angrily strode down the steps, walking past the drunk, cheering mob. I made my way into the tunnel, and I angrily began to just walk around, past the food shops and the people scrambling to the bathroom. I must have walked the circumference of the stadium two or three times, lost in thought.

I was angry. Angry at having been led on, again! Falling victim to a teasing, flirty girl, only for her to go to bed with some other guy, again. I had wasted my time. I had lost again, hadn't I? I considered whether I was maybe overreacting, but you don't just throw a guy aside like that unless you really meant it. If she really liked me, she would have kept me involved. She wouldn't have cast me away like that.

Again, I was wrong. Mistaken. Misled. I had put all this time and effort into a woman, again, only to come up empty handed. I had never been more furious.

I tried to walk out the anger. After maybe three laps of the stadium, I felt a little tired, a bit exhausted, a bit hollow, not wanting to be angry or upset anymore. My nerves were frayed and I needed to just let this tension, this anger, go. To forget it completely. To let my mind wonder elsewhere.

I walked back out through a tunnel and looked over the field again. For a few minutes, I just watched the action on the field, trying to forget about Carmen and her games. I let my arms rest on the guardrail as I tried to erase all thoughts from my brain. I let the wind blow across my hair, the sounds of the crowd gliding into my ears, the sights on the field reflecting off my eyes. This moment of peace was short-lived.

"Tom!" a female voice called out to me. Shaken from my reverie, I turned to look for the source of the noise. And it was not who I expected.

"Ms. Graham!" I said, shocked to see her. She was walking towards me, before stopping a few feet away from me.

"Well, how do I look?" she asked, holding out her arms. I couldn't help but admire her. I forgot just how stunningly sexy she was. She was wearing a t-shirt, a tight, dark cardinal-red shirt, hugging her fit, mature frame, our school's logo stretched around her massive breasts and leaving part of her flat belly exposed. Her lower half was adorned with a denim skirt, showing off her long, firm legs. She wore brown, leather boots, adding to her sexiness. I glanced at her face. Her lips were curled in a smile as she flashed her teeth brilliantly. Her crimson hair hung past her shoulders, looking full and sexy.

"You look... good." I said with a slight, confident smile.

"I've been texting you, but you've been ignoring me." she said, jutting her lip out in a pout.

"Sorry, I've been a bit, uh... distracted." I replied. "How are you?"

"I'm good. Just caught up with a few friends, been watching us kick ass on the field. Oh! Let's take a picture!" she said. I let her pull me in next to her, with her arm around my shoulder, our backs facing the field, as she snapped a picture of us.

"New profile pic?" I asked. She smiled as she pulled away slightly, keeping one hand on my shoulder.

"I don't know about that. Don't want to make it too obvious that me and one of my former students are lovers." she purred. "Speaking of which, you feel really good, Tom." she said, squeezing at my shoulder firmly. She stepped in close and put her other hand on my stomach, feeling my abs through my shirt.

"Any big plans tonight?" she whispered, her voice the only thing hitting my ears through the din of the football again. "Cause I made some plans with some friends, but those can easily be cancelled."

I turned to look at the stands, back where I had been seated. I saw Carmen taking to, uhhhh, Landon, that fucking douchebag. If she could look elsewhere, then so could I. I turned back to face Casey and her smugly smiling face.

"No plans. Not anymore." I said with a smile.

"Well, what I'm thinking..." she began. "Is that as much as I like meeting up with my friends, or watching my alma mater kick ass on the football field, I can think of one thing I like doing even more." she said, stepping closer to me, her boobs jiggling under her tight top. I glanced at them and looked up at her, smiling wolfishly.

***********

(1 hour Later)

"Fuck me, Tom! Fuck my ass!" Ms. Graham grunted out as I drove my thick shaft into her tight asshole as hard as I could.

It didn't take long for us. Hand in hand, we left the football game and jumped into a cab back towards my dorm. Barely able to keep our hands off of each other, we made our way inside, making out in the elevator. Finally, we made it to my room. I shut the door behind us, making sure there was a sock on the doorknob.

From that point on, there was nothing holding us back. She didn't take the time to admire the inside of my dorm room. She was all over me, pressing herself into me as we made out. We fell to my bed, our hands all over each other, her groping my muscles and my crotch, and my hands molesting her ass and massive titties.

We were too hot for each other to just get naked and make things easier for us both. She savagely attacked my dick, pulling it roughly from within my jeans and devouring it with her hungry mouth, inhaling it to the root. I returned the favor, pulling up her skirt around her waist, pulling her soaked white thong to the side and sucking at her needy cunt.

This went on for a while, her soaking my cock and balls with her spit and me nibbling at her tasty pussy and asshole with my tongue. Finally, she pulled herself off of me and got on all fours, shaking her ass at me, looking back at me hungrily.

That brought us to the now, me behind her, my jeans around my thighs, my shirt thankfully discarded as I drove my throbbing cock into her needy ass.

"God, I've needed this! No one can fuck me like you can!" she panted out as I slammed into her. Her thong was still pulled to the side, her skirt at her waist, and her top pulled up over her breasts. They swayed under her as I fucked her, and I couldn't help but reach down and squeeze those mammoth, smooth breasts again, pinching her nipples roughly.

"You like that, bitch?" I grunted out savagely. "You like that young dick?"

"God yes!" she squealed out. "I love that thick teenage dick! God, it's good! C'mon, fuck me, Tom! Fuck me as hard as you fucking can! I fucking need it!"

I picked up the pace, slamming my cock into her, her ass slapping against my torso loudly.

"What, the doctor doesn't give you the good stuff?" I asked arrogantly.

"Fuck no, I dumped his sorry ass a month ago!" Ms. Graham panted out. "You made me a monster, Tom! I can't go on any longer without young dick!"

"What? You gonna start hooking up with another student?" I asked, smirking as I straightened up and slapped her fleshy ass.

"Maybe..." she teased, looking back at me, her head bouncing as I pummeled her ass. "If one hits the same spots that you do."

"Well, good luck with that." I said arrogantly. "Good luck finding someone that stacks up to me."

"Oh, I know baby. I hope you haven't ruined me for other men! GOD YES!" she screamed out.

"I hope I did fucking ruin you!" I grunted out. "I hope no man can keep up with me! I hope no man can make you cum anymore, except for me."

"FUCK YES!" Ms. Graham screamed out. "YES! I love it! I love your cock! God, you're so deep in my fucking ass! I love it!"

"Your ass is so fucking tight! Holy shit!" I said, slowing down for a second, savoring this teacher's tight asshole. "This is what you came back here for! You come back to school to get reamed by young college dick, like you fucking used to!"

"YES! I was such a fucking slut in college!" she groaned. "Still am a huge fucking slut!"

"Look at you!" I spat out. "A fucking whore for a guy half your age!"

She slammed the mattress with her hand repeatedly. Clearly, my words were very appealing to her. I kept it coming.

"I own your ass! Don't I, teach?" I groaned out.

"YES! You own my fucking ass!" she panted out.

"Anywhere, anytime, your ass is fucking mine!" I boasted. "I want you to get a fucking tattoo! I want it to say "Tom's Slut" and I want right on this fucking ass!" I said, slapping her ass firmly.

"Anything you want! Anything you fucking want! My ass is yours!" she gasped. "Just fuck me! Make me cum! Fuck my motherfucking ass! Make my ass cum! Please!" she begged.

I roughly pushed her head down, so her ass was the only part of her raised off the bed. I moved forward so part of my upper half was over her ass. Grabbing her hips and gaining leverage, I pulled back and began to drive my cock into her, pistoning my thick shaft into her as hard as I could.

"AHHHHHHHH YES!!!!" she squealed. As I drove into her, I looked down to admire the way her tight asshole wrapped around my cock, stretched so taut, yet so eager to swallow every inch of my shaft. Straightening my back, I drove into her, my hips and ass flexing as I pummeled her. Her moaning turned into a babbling mess as I hit the sweet spot in her ass.

"UHHH! FUCK! FUCK! I LOVE IT! FUCK! SHIT! YES! YES! YES! AHHH! UGHHH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YES! YES! YES! AHHHHHH! YYYYESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Ms. Graham screamed as she came. Juices squirted out from her cunt, and her asshole tightened around my driving shaft. The sensation of her asshole tightening and squeezing my cock was enough to send me over the edge.

"Ahhh! Fuck yeah! Oh, shit! Her it comes! FUCK YEAH!" I groaned out. I drove into her, burying my shaft into her completely just as the first rocket of cum burst from my dick. I ground my dick into her, as shot after shot of cum burst from my balls deep into her ass. "Your ass is so good!" I groaned.

"I feel it! I feel the cum inside me! I feel it in my ass!" Casey babbled, flexing her ass into me as I ground into her, my cock pulsing as I pumped her ass full of cum.

My body tightened up as I fired the final few streams of cum into her asshole. She kept her ass planted against me, eagerly accepting each and every drop of my cum inside of her. Finally, my body relaxed and I pulled back, removing my shaft from her stretched asshole. I fell back onto my bed, admiring my work, looking at Ms. Graham's gaping butthole. Casey collapsed onto her belly, panting for breath. We lied next to each other, facing opposite directions, as we both regained our strength.

I wasn't feeling much guilt at the moment. Too many times, these girls had fucked me over. They twisted me around their fingers, toyed with me and ultimately threw me aside and left me hanging. Well, no more. No more of me being fucked with. It felt good at this moment, to just demolish a woman in bed, make her my slut. It felt good to be the one in control after all the bullshit I went through.

I looked down at my softening shaft, lying on my belly. I felt relieved of all tension. Content in my actions. At peace for the moment.

It was probably about ten or fifteen minutes later when I felt Ms. Graham begin to stir. I was about to fall asleep until I felt her fingers curl around my shaft.

"Mmmmm, I hope you're not done." she purred, pointing my cock upward and kissing the tip. She squeezed my dick firmly, trying to breathe life back into it. She began stroking lightly and two soft fingers over my sack. "This dick has shown me a lot of raw talent every time we've been together. I hope that talent hasn't faded away in your old age." she said with a teasing smile.

"Keep playing with it like that and you'll be filled with that raw talent very soon." I said with a chuckle.

"Mmmm, I can't wait." she said, kissing the tip of my hardening cock again. "I love being filled with raw, throbbing talent."

With that, she opened up her mouth and wrapped her lips around my thickening cock. As I felt the tip of my dick hitting the back of her throat, I exhaled in pleasure and let my head rest on the bed. Her hot, wet mouth smothered my cock with pleasure, causing it to harden in her mouth. The thought that mere minutes after this cock had been buried up her ass, she was now ravenously attacking it with her eager mouth. Showing no fear, no hesitation, like a true slut. Her hot mouth, her plump lips were doing a hell of a job at getting me back into action mode again. Her spit was quickly soaking my shaft, coating it and my sack, preparing it for more pleasure. She was incredible at blowjobs, able to wrap her lips around the root of my shaft, taking all of me into her slutty mouth. Finally, she pulled back, bands of drool connecting my now throbbing dick to her mouth.

She kneeled up straight and pulled her top the rest of the way off. She bent over and slipped her skirt and her thong off, and that joined her top on the floor. She pulled roughly at my jeans, pulling them off, leaving us both naked.

Smiling evilly, she crawled over me. She planted her hands over my shoulders, balancing herself over me. As she settled in place, I reached up and cupped her huge breasts in my hands, squeezing them greedily with my big hands. She reached down and took my ready cock in her hand and pointed it upward. She poised her ready cunt against the tip of me and with no hesitation, began to push herself downward, forcing my cock inside of her tight cunt.

"Mmmmmm." I grunted out.

"You like that?" she asked with a wicked smile. "All that college pussy you get doesn't match up to a real woman's cunt, does it?"

"Fuck no." I groaned out, twisting her rubbery nipples as more and more of my cock was forced up her tight, clutching hole.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm." she purred, chewing on her lower lip, wiggling her butt to get more of my dick inside her. She opened her eyes as she did so, looking at me. "I love this dick Tom. I love it! This is the type of dick you settle down with. The type of dick you take a hold of and never let go."

"You want this dick on a more... permanent basis?" I asked with a smile, wincing as I felt her grasping cunt smothering me with pleasure. "I'm a young guy in college. I could have my fill of young, slutty girls. It will take a lot to make me settle down with an old lady like you." I said with a teasing smile.

"Old lady huh?" she said, her plump lips curled wickedly. "I'll show you what an 'old lady' can do. I'll show you things none of these young skanks would ever dream of knowing."

With that, her hips met mine, and she ground herself against me, tightening her cunt around me. I squeezed her perky breasts roughly as she did so. A shiver of pleasure ran through us both

"C'mon babe. Get to work. Show me what you can do that those college bitches can't." I dared her. With that, she raised her ass up, letting my soaked shaft hit the open air, every bit except for the tip, which stayed inside her. "You're moving pretty slow, Casey. Don't you have enough in those rickety old bones to prove you're better than those college girls anymore?"

"Oh, you're gonna fucking pay for that!" she said, both horny and pissed off at me.

"Prove it." I dared her.

************

(10 Minutes Later)

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" I screamed out as Ms. Graham bounced roughly on my cock, traveling the length of my cock on each bounce.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Her ass was literally slamming into me on each bounce, the bed straining under the force. She had worked out a good rhythm on her bouncing, her ass driving up and down, traveling till just the tip of my slick cock was left inside of her before driving back down, swallowing my cock to the root.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!" Ms. Graham babbled.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"Holy shit!" I said through gritted teeth. "You know how to fucking ride some cock!"

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"You're so BIG!" she squealed out.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"You're so fucking good." I groaned out. "You have the best fucking cunt I've ever had!"

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"I love it!" she screamed out. "I love fucking your huge college cock!"

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"Scream it out! Let the entire world know!" I dared her.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"I LOVE FUCKING TOM MCGEE'S MASSIVE TEN-INCH THROBBING COCK!" Ms. Graham screamed out. "Any girl that hears me needs to sample him yourself. He's SO FUCKING GOOD!"