Seven Is My Lucky Number

The symbol of my virginity was shattered, but Matt’s cock still had a long way to go until it was completely inside of me. He kept it still until my pussy had adjusted to the girth before he pulled it to the labia and pushed again. He repeated the motion several times until I could hear him moaning from the sensations of fucking the small part of my vaginal tunnel that he had stretched out. He started moving a little faster, pushing the head a little further with each insertion. I was getting a little bit of pleasure from it, but there was still a lot of pain with the area that had to stretch to accommodate his girth. Each time he went deep, I wondered if that was going to be the end of it, but when I peeked down at my abdomen, I saw a lot more left. The tiny bit he did get inside of me felt like a lot, but he had a way to go.

“I can’t wait to feel every inch of my cock buried inside of you.” He whispered as his lips continued to tease my neck.

“I want it all.” I whispered back and kissed his neck. My hands gripped his hips and tried to pull him in further.

I felt him going deeper and deeper until he suddenly hit a spot that sent a wave of pleasure over my body. He withdrew and slid across it again, causing me to let out a moan. I knew it had to be my g-spot, the legendary point of pleasure buried inside of my pussy. He kept up the rhythm and the pain started to evaporate, replaced by the pleasure of his cock stretching and massaging it. Having it stimulated made my body quiver with more desire. He could feel it as well because he started thrusting against it harder and pushing himself in further. After a few dozen thrusts, I felt his abdomen press against my pelvis and I let out a sigh of relief. He was all the way in. The pain lasted for a few minutes as he held his cock there and twisted his hips to keep the motion against my g-spot while I adjusted to it.

“You don’t have to hold back now.” I kissed his ear and bit down on it. “I want the jackhammer.”

“You got it.” He pulled back and grinned.

Matt’s thrusts picked up. I wasn’t ready for the jackhammer, even if I thought I was. The tender stretched flesh inside of my pussy was ravaged by him as he started to pillage me with his cock. The movements just got faster and more forceful over time. I struggled to feel anything but the destruction of my pussy for several minutes, but then it finally started to get used to the thrusts. I finally felt the sensation of my g-spot overwhelming the pain again and then it turned to straight euphoria. The feeling of his powerful thrusts hammering my g-spot took me to a place no tongue had ever taken me. Matt hammered me so hard there was a bit of perspiration on his brow. I could feel the pressure starting to build inside of me. I knew I was going to orgasm, but the feeling was so good I didn’t want it to end. I felt my body quivering, unable to even obey a simple command and hold off on my climax with Matt’s fury thundering between my thighs.

“You’re gonna make me cum.” I moaned. “I don’t want this to end.”

“I gave you two orgasms with my tongue. I think I can swing that with cock as well.” He latched onto my hips and rolled backwards, hammering me even harder.

He controlled every bit of my body, squeezing on my hips and using a combination of moving my body and thrusting his as they collided somewhere in the middle. I could no longer hold onto him. My hands released and fell back against the bed as he wrecked me like a savage hellbent on making me explode. Every muscle that he used to destroy quarterbacks was suddenly focused directly on me, with thrusts so fierce I thought he was going to snap my pelvis. I would have probably welcomed that if it meant the feeling kept going. He brought me so close to an orgasm I could almost taste in the air, panting heavily against the need to breathe oxygen instead of lust. My body started to convulse as he hammered my g-spot and then I felt the pressure he had built up release with my muscles twisting and squeezing while the pleasure surged from my body.

“Oh my God!” I literally screamed—a scream that could have woken the dead. It was so loud I heard a cheer from the other room from the others.

“Ready for another one? I’m about to cum too.” He squeezed his hands tighter around my hips.

There was no way for me to say anything out loud with the screams of my orgasm filling the room. He thrust himself deep, picking me up off the bed with each one. I felt like I was floating on a cloud of my own orgasms as he caused the pressure to build again. My g-spot roared with the intensity of his passion and I felt the tired muscles begin to react. It crept up slowly, but once I was over the edge, I knew I was going to cum again. His thrusts were erratic and his cock started to pulsate and throb inside of me. The hunger growing inside of my pussy released again, and I felt it clamping on his cock. It spasmed against his girth and then he drove himself deep, releasing the first stream of his cum. It burst into me like a shotgun and just kept going as he ejaculated. The sensation of his cum almost paused my orgasm for a moment, but then it picked up again and rushed through me with pleasure even more powerful than the first.

He has destroyed me...

After Matt released every drop of his seed, he started to withdraw slowly. I simply sank into the mattress when he let go of me, unsure if I was still alive or just a spirit floating in some imaginary world. His breathing was heavy when he came crashing down beside me and pulled my exhausted body into his powerful arms. They wrapped around me and made me feel safe—safer than I ever remembered feeling. My emotions began to flow and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. It was pure happiness, mixed with tenderness of his touch. He ran his fingers through my hair and gently kissed my arm until I finally started to settle down. I opened my eyes slowly and saw him watching me with the same intensity he had the first time he realized I was going to accept the arrangement.

“Now, I’m not a virgin.” I smiled and leaned against him.

“I’m glad you can tell the difference.” He smiled, pres

sing his lips to my forehead.

“Can we lay her for a few minutes before the others come in? I don’t even feel like I could move right now.” I felt my eyelids closing again.

“Absolutely, we can stay here as long as you want.” He rubbed my side and practically engulfed me with his arms.

Chapter 18: Jerrod

Matt got the girl. I wasn’t angry, but I was a bit envious. I knew I would have my turn with her, but there was a primal lust that wanted to be the first one inside her virgin pussy. At the end of the day, it didn’t matter as much as having her there with us meant. Being able to enjoy her anytime I wanted was going to be better than taking her virginity and never seeing her again. I had fucked plenty of cheerleaders, but most of them were used to booty calls. They didn’t expect anything serious. Mia would have wanted more than I could have ever given her and after being there with her, I couldn’t be that guy. Sharing her with six other guys was the best arrangement we could make because it made things a lot easier in the long run. I sipped my beer casually as I heard Matt making her scream from behind the closed door.

“Fucking jackhammer.” I muttered with a grin.

“Sounds like he’s finishing up. Are you ready to go in the game?” Coach Dawson leaned against the bar.

“I’m always ready, coach. Just like Matt to knock someone out and get me in the game.” I chuckled and took another sip of my beer.

After the screams settled down, Matt and Mia did not immediately emerge from the room. He wore her out so much she was apparently exhausted or dead. Coach Dawson and I exchanged smirks before the door finally opened and Matt walked out. He had put his pants back on, but he was still covered in sweat, especially around his hairline. He looked like he had stepped out a steam room instead of a bedroom. He had a smile from ear to ear and looked like he had just finished sacking a quarterback on the other team. He walked past us and opened the fridge, taking a beer out. He twisted the top and guzzled it all without saying a word—then he went for a second one. He leaned against the bar and I could see his muscles literally tensed like he had just been through the most intense workout of his life. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe Mia was the one that jackhammered him.

“Is she ready for us?” I finally broke the silence that had fallen over the room.

“Yeah.” Matt nodded with a sigh. “You might want to give her a little bit of a break though. I wore her out.”

“I’ve seen you after practice, son.” Coach Dawson shook his head. “You’re the one that is worn out.”

“Then make her double worn out.” He shrugged.