EDWARD SIMMONS, also known as "Ready Eddie" for his prowess on the football field and among his high school's female population was in seventh heaven. He was on his third date with Lisa Cortez, and knew he was going to score.
The son of a lawyer and a nurse, Eddie was six-foot-one-inch and 215 pounds of athletic stardom. With wide cheekbones, sculpted features, and bright, even teeth, he was good-looking and confident, the school's star quarterback, and a better-than-average student. Popular with students and faculty, he had his pick of the girls in the school, and had sampled quite a few already over the previous three years. Pretty as they had all been, though, none could compare to the new transfer student, Lisa Cortez.
Eighteen years old and an excellent student, Lisa Cortez was a girl of singular, sultry, and enticing beauty. She had the face of an angel and long, thick, luxurious black hair. Her skin was smooth, unblemished, and slightly dusky, giving her a Mediterranean appearance. Tall for a Mexican-American, she was nearly five-foot-nine and built to match. Her chest was deep and offered full, round breasts like thick, ripe fruit. Her figure tapered from broad, strong shoulders to a surprisingly narrow waist, then flared out again around the curve of her hips and buttocks, flowing down to long, full, tapered thighs, and then to round, muscular calves. But for her wrists, ankles, and waist, nowhere was she "skinny."
She had been hesitant to accept his first offer to take her out, but persistence paid off in the end. Dinner and dancing had won her over, and she had responded to his kiss when he dropped her off at home.
Today, she was dressed in a brief outfit that seemed calculated to display her physical charms. She wore a pale blue denim shirt pulled up and knotted just below her ample, braless bust, showing off both her cleavage and the flat expanse of her belly below the arch of her rib cage, indigo denim short shorts which exposed her long legs, and sneakers. Eddie couldn't keep his eyes off her as he walked her to her house on Maple Drive.
Eddie had no football practice that day and knew Lisa's parents weren't due home till after five. It was only natural that he walk her home, arm around her small waist to let everyone know she was his and nobody else's.
He engaged in small talk on the way, but his mind was really only on one thing, and he was relieved when they finally reached her front door. His erection was almost painful by then. He looked around the neighborhood while she turned the key in the door. Few kids lived on Maple Drive, and the place was practically deserted during working hours. That suited Eddie just fine.
Eddie had met Lisa's parents when he picked up for their first date and picked up immediately at their surprise at meeting him. Eddie had heard that Mexicans were hardly welcoming of black people and was disappointed that Pablo and Maria Cortez seemed to fit the cliche. Far from discouraged, however, their attitude simply strengthened his resolve to conquer their daughter.
When Lisa finally got the door open, Eddie followed her swiftly inside.
"Finally!" Eddie locked the door, then turned and swept Lisa into his arms.
"Ed-die, wait!" Lisa laughed at his urgency, letting Eddie back her up to the wall as he covered her mouth with kisses and pressed his raging erection against her body.
Eddie refused to wait, however. With the wall at her back, Eddie undid the knot of her shirt and exposed her magnificent breasts. Eddie sucked in his breath at the sight of them and took them into his hands.
"Eddie! What are you do-ing?" Lisa tried to cover up, shocked at the sudden turn of events.
Not to be deterred, Eddie pulled her arms apart, revealing her bountiful bosom again. "Hey, you love me, right? You invited me in, right? You knew this was coming. So what's the problem?"
"It's too soon. I'm not ready."
"Of course, you're ready. You're just scared. Trust me, baby, everything will be great."
"But, Eddie!...."
"HEY!" Eddie gave her a look that brooked no argument, then smiled when she looked down. He cupped her breasts again, surprised at their weight and firmness. He squeezed them gently, and thumbing her nipples. Then he squeezed them again, suddenly and with more force. He saw her wince, and his smiled widened. She was scared now, and, for some reason, this aroused him even further.
"I'm going to enjoy this. You're going to give me a lot of pleasure." He spoke plainly and boldly, challenging her to say something. When she didn't, he massaged her breasts for a few moments, then slipped her shirt off her shoulders. Undoing her shorts, he then hooked his thumbs into her shorts and panties and pulled them down to the floor. Taking her by the arm, he pulled her out of her shorts, ignoring her sneakers altogether, then led her by the arm to the living room sofa.
Standing in front of her, he kicked off his shoes and took off his white polo shirt and black slacks. He let her stare at the massive erection bulging her briefs, then slid them off, too, releasing his raging need. Proud of his endowments, he took a few moments to admire her body in turn, which was even more glorious in the nude.
Lisa said nothing, overwhelmed by events.
"Touch it."
Nothing.
"I said, touch it."
Still nothing.
He took her hand and placed it on his penis, pressing her fingers around it, watching her expression, grinning when she seemed hypnotized by it. He moved her hand up and down gently along his penis, making her stroke it, and watching her watch her own actions.
"See? You do like it."
Putting his hands on her shoulders, he pushed her down and said "Get on your knees." She offered no resistance, and knelt close in front of him, while Eddie sat on the couch. Eddie reached forth and put his left hand on the back of her head, pulling it toward his lap.
"Wait! Wait!..." But it was too little, too late, and Eddie wasn't listening, anyway. He forced her head down toward his crotch while holding his penis pointed at her mouth. Lisa put her hands on Eddie's thighs, trying to push herself back, but Eddie was too heavy and too strong.
Eddie forced her head down further and said "Open your mouth, and close your eyes. I'm gonna give you a BIG surprise." He felt her lips touch his penis, then part to let it pass between.
"Suck it. Come on. Taste it. You'll like it, I swear."
Eddie felt her lips close around his penis and start to suck him. He eased off some of the pressure, but kept his hand on the back of her head to let her know who was boss. He watched her head bob up and down, felt her lips tighten on his penis and her tongue press against his urethra. She reached about halfway down his penis, so Eddie pushed her head down further. He saw her eyes squeeze shut and felt her throat close up in gag reflex, and backed off a little. "No puking!"
He forced her head down again every few minutes to feel her throat again. "We're going to have to work on your throat. You know that, right?"
Lisa looked up, but said nothing.
Eddie relaxed and enjoyed her sucking for a while longer, but restrained his orgasm. This wasn't how he wanted to finish. Not this time.
Eddie pulled her up by the hair and heard her yelp. Standing up, he walked behind her, grabbed her hair once more, and threw her down to the sofa cushions. With her knees still on the floor, she was now bent at the waist and offering Eddie a spectacular view of her incredible ass.
"Eddie, what are you doing?" Lisa pleaded.
Kneeling behind her, he put his hands on her shoulders and placed his legs between hers. He forced her thighs apart and gazed at her smooth, hairless loins.
"Eddie?!..."
Why the hell was she even talking?,
Eddie wondered. Continuing to ignore her, he took his penis in hand while leaving the other hand on her shoulder to hold her still. Moving his hips forward, he slid his penis into her vagina and heard her cry out. Slowly pushing further into Lisa's vagina, he gasped, enthralled by its warmth and tightness, then pulled back. Placed both hands on her hips, he thrust into her again, this time establishing a rhythm while Lisa made grunting and groaning noises with his every thrust.
Eddie worked her slowly. He knew she would come around. In the meantime, he once again admired her impressive body, running his hands over her curvy hips, her perfectly rounded buttocks, her long, firm thighs, her silky loins. He pinched her breasts, her nipples, her buttocks, and her thighs. Then he felt her moisten inside, first a little, then a lot. He thrust harder, saw her loins and thighs glisten with her own lubricant, heard the slight slapping sound every time his hips struck her thighs.
smack
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