A Hot Night for Houston - Sex Stories

A Hot Night for Houston

... When she was around not a single cock went unsucked or pussy unfingered, and she had lost so many of her panties in her teachers' offices that she now bought them in bulk. "Let's try something else," Antonio said, pulling her out of the pool as if she weighed nothing. "I'm getting bored with all this foreplay." He spanked her hard on her little ass and sent her sprawling over a pool-chair. Killeen yelped and giggled, and shook her little butt at him, teasing him for another. Antonio towered over her prone body, all the muscles in his mazework chest and stomach flexing with Olympian perfection. He pushed his trudgeon-like cock against the small crack of her peach and slowly gyrated his hips. "EEK! Holy shit!" Killeen squealed. "You're so fuckign big!" "That's just the tip, you little slut," Antonio laughed, but then grew very serious. "Alright. Enough games. It's time someone fucked your right." It was like watching a tiger mounting a kitten. Antonio's hands fell on Killeen's narrow neck and waist, holding her petite body still as he pushed in the full length of alpha-hood, and the impact of it was visible in Killeen's sparkling brown eyes. It was too much for her. It was too big, too hard, too hot . . . too potent. She trembled and whimpered slightly as her body slowly came to grips with what was happening, her quivering lips silently begging him to go slower, but going slower wouldn't have helped. No amount of 'easing' it in would have helped such a tight little pussy ...

... like hers adjust. Antonio just had to go balls-deep, even if it broke her. "Oh . . . oh . . . OH GOD!" Killeen screamed, and then her rebirth began. Antonio growled as her clenched her neck, choking her slightly as her slammed her little body back and forth against his plunging weapon. His hard, chiselled waist smacked her ass like a wooden paddle, his thrusts so hard that her feet lifted off the ground and curled up, but she didn't fall. He was holding her up mostly by his dick and her neck, her little body bouncing wildly with every cock-punch to her gut. The grimace of intense pain on her cute face quickly melted into a bewildered expression of delirious, drunken joy. Her little pink tongue wiggled free of her drooling lips, and her eyes rolled up into her skull. She was cumming, her clenched up little cunt squirting like a broken sprinkler, and it was clear that her orgasm was powerful enough to knock the daylights out of her. Killeen would often masterbated until she passed out, a sweaty little nymphet lying exhausted on the floor with a Barbie doll sticking out of her pussy, but Antonio was pushing her further than she was physically capable of taking herself. "Tight . . . little . . . SLUT!" Antonio growled, his thrusts growing slower but harder. He pulled her body back into an awkward 'U' until her face was almost looking up at his. He plowed his cock into her with hard, erratic pushed, digging it in. He was taking slow, deep breaths and snarling as if in pain. Houston ...