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.
