Super Stupid Cupid (Super in Love)

I lay back on the couch, put my hands inside my panties, and started touching my clit, thinking about Felix and what he could do to me. He was a man with a perfect body. It would be exciting to be in bed with him.

I started to imagine that Felix had returned to my house, carrying me and leading me to my bedroom. He then planted his lips on mine and started kissing hungrily. I didn’t resist and returned his kiss. My heart started beating even faster, surprised and wondering what was going to happen.

Felix whipped off my clothes, almost tearing my skirt. When I was fully nude, he walked around me, taking in every inch of my body.

“You’re perfect,” he breathed. “I want to kiss every inch of you.”

I giggled, putting my hands on his shoulders, and pulling him closer. “Please, do.”

His lips met mine in a fierce kiss. Our tongues danced together. As his hands made their way over my skin, I started unbuttoning his shirt, anxious to feel his muscles. Once his abs were exposed, I ran my fingers over them, feeling their definition.

“So hard,” I moaned.

Felix laughed. “If you like hard, just wait, baby. I’ve got something really hard for you.”

I giggled as he kissed me again. His large, rough hands worked their way over my backside, and he squeezed my ass cheeks. I had just gotten the button of his pants undone before he picked me up.

Felix lifted me off my feet and plunked me on the bed as if I weighed nothing. As I lay there flat on my back, he kicked off his pants, exposing his huge, meaty cock. The thing looked to be about ten inches long and wider than a beer can. It was terrifying and thrilling at the same time. How would my little pussy take all that? But I knew I could. I also knew that I wanted to. My pussy ached at just the sight of it.

Precum leaked from Felix’s cockhead. The veins on the side of his shaft were straining with desire. He grinned as I watched, taking the rod in hand and pumping it. With every pump, it turned redder and leaked more.

“Like what you see?” he asked, glancing down at the monster in his hand.

I mean, the boy had a reason to be cocky, but two could play at that game.

I opened my legs wider, letting my pink pussy stretch. “How about you?”

Felix glanced down. The expression on his face told me that I won. He wasn’t going to be able to resist.

Sticking a few of his fingers in his mouth to moisten them, he reached down and rubbed them on my folds, teasing me open. Just his touch made my legs tremble. I was so ready for that big cock that my pussy was as wet as it could be.

Felix took my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit, getting it wet in my juices, then pushed. That big, round cockhead of his pressed against my pussy walls, filling me up. The sensation was so intense, I couldn’t keep still. The Tight End started thrusting slowly.

I moaned out softly, the creaking sounds of the bed matching my gentle moans as both of us start moving rhythmically. I closed my eyes and allowed Felix to have his way.

He continued thrusting his cock in me as I moaned out louder and louder. My core tightened with the friction of his colossal dick pushing in and out, pulling against the skin of my pussy.

“Harder,” I gasped.

Felix pulled my legs up flat against his chest and sped up his movements. Soon his pelvis was thumping against my ass. His balls swung, pounding my little asshole.

I was on the edge and couldn’t hold back. My pussy tightened as hard as it could, then released in a flutter of spasms. Heat and tingles filled my body.

My pleasure spurred my lover on. He fucked me harder. Finally, he ejaculated, grunting so loudly that I thought he would eat me up. Felix allowed his seed to splatter inside me, cum shooting from the end of his cock to warm my womb.

“O-oh,” Felix moaned as he grabbed both my ass cheeks.

The dirty thoughts were too much for me to control, and I found myself achieving an orgasm right there in my living room. Thinking about what Felix could do to me was really hot, and now I was utterly eager to have him.

Lingering thoughts of some of the problems I’d had with men in the past suddenly rushed back into my head as I was panting. Yet, I knew that it would be difficult for me to resist Felix eventually, mainly if he pursued me with real passion.

I remembered how it had been with Drake in bed. Being with a really masculine man was a turn on. Yet, just as I thought of my ex, I asked myself whether I had learned anything from that experience. After what he had done to me, I shouldn’t date another football star.