Big Man's Contract

Suddenly he pulls out when he gets to a point where he might not be able to stop. He kisses me long and deep. My pussy pulses, wet and desperate. I can’t take it anymore and push him onto the couch. His smile stretches his face and he rushes to strip his clothes off. I do the same. Climbing on top of him, I straddle his waist. I bite my lip as he fills me up, and gasp when he bottoms out. He’s so deep it almost hurts, but in the most amazing way possible. I ride him slow at first. He holds onto my hips and throws his head back as I start to rotate and grind.

“Your pussy is so tight. You’re going to make me come.”

“Not yet,” I tell him. “I’m not done with you.”

I slow down to keep him from busting, and pull off of him, kissing my way from his lips, down his body until I reach his cock. I can taste myself on him as I give his balls the attention they deserve. His pushes my hair back to he can watch me work.

When I’m done giving him the extra attention, I make my way back toward his mouth, snaking my tongue with his so he can taste my pussy on his lips. He works his fingers inside me and I come so fast and hard that my vision starts to blur. His fingers are coated with my juices. He licks them one by one, making a show of how much he enjoys the flavor.

“I got you something,” I tell him. “It’s in my purse, take a look.”

The last time we fooled around he rubbed his thumb against my asshole. I knew then he was kinky and liked to play dirty. Luckily for him, so do I.

He looks curiously at me and riffles through my purse until finding the bottle of lube I bought at the drug store. He lifts an eyebrow.

“What do you want me to do with this?” he asks as if he’s a little timid to automatically assume.

I take the bottle from him and open it. Taking his hand, I lather up two of his fingers and open my legs. He starts to touch my pussy with them, but I shake my head and lead his hands further back. His eyes open wide and a cocky smile tilts his lips.

“Oh really?” he says.

“Really.”

He’s slow and gentle as he starts to finger my ass. “Bend over,” he says and pushes me down so my head is on the couch and my ass is in the air. I’m nervous and a little self-conscious at first with my ass exposed to him this way, but when he starts to make sounds of approval and his breathing changes as he gets even more turned on, I start to let my inhibitions go and focus on how good the attention feels. After a while the awkwardness of having something in there changes into pure pleasure. I rock my hips, loving every minute of it.

He holds my hips and I feel the head of his dick against my back entrance. I’m nervous at first because he’s so big.

“Relax,” he says. I take a deep breath and let my body go slack, loosening the tension in my muscles. He massages me with plenty of lube and slides into me. It’s a tight fit, a bit uncomfortable at first, but the more he moves and the more I relax, the better it feels until I’m bucking and crying for him to go faster, harder. He’s fucking my ass with vigor now. I grab hold of the couch cushion. The couch moves slightly across the wood floor as he drills into me. It’s a good thing the apartment his family lives in is far from the house or someone might call the cops with all the screaming coming from this house.

I’m on the edge, but not quite there just yet. That is until he fills my pussy with his fingers, double penetrating me. I cry out as my orgasm grips me. He growls and thrusts, holding tight and trying to stay inside of me as I buck wildly, and then he explodes. I feel the warmth of it as his cum coats my insides. My muscles flex as he pulls out of me with a sigh and rolls over onto his back.

“Come here,” he says.

I’m sweating and out of breath when I lay on his chest.

“That’s one world-class ass you have,” he says, and I can’t help but giggle.

He brushes his fingers through my hair and says, “I’ll help you. I wouldn’t dream of missing your grand opening.”

I get so excited that the words “I love you” almost escape my lips without thinking. With a start, I realize that it’s true. I love Madden. I think I always have, even as kids. Only now I’ve allowed my eyes and my heart to open up enough to finally see it.