[Lucifer8797]

Thursday morning he took the last round again. By now his cock felt at home in her mouth. When he came, she kept it there until it went down, and she swallowed all of it.





“You take Tyson well.”

That afternoon she won all three rounds. She put him on his back on the floor and rode his face.



“Loser. From now Tyson is not coming out.”

She rode him all afternoon. He tried to get up and finish himself in the bathroom. She held him down.



“No relief for Tyson. Your rule.”

“I was distracted today,” he said. “Tomorrow Tyson will avenge.”

The next morning he put on spandex cut like briefs, with a V at the front. His cock showed through the cloth in one line, thick as a cucumber.

“Time to finish Thunderthighs.”

“Ironrod is going to melt again today.”

“So confident. Best of five. Winner gets a week. No stops.”

“Poor Tyson is going to curse you.”

“Let’s see.”

He took the first round, and the second. She was sweating.

“It is too hot today.”

She took her top off. In the next round, when he had her close to a pin, she leaned in and her hard nipple brushed his arm. She took the round. In the one after, her nipple crossed his back, and she took that round too.

“You are cheating.”

“You started it. See Tyson. He is erect in your briefs.”

“Ok.”

He moved her to one end of the sofa and sat at the other. He set pillows between them.

The last round went long. He won it.

“This is not fair. We should play again in the afternoon.”

“You agreed.”

“No. You cannot change it like this.”

“Ok. New position today. You cooperate, we play in the afternoon.”

“What position.”

“You will know. Deal.”

“I have no choice. Yes.”

“Bedroom.”

“You know the rules.”

“Keep Cathy inside. Now move.”

She lay on her back on her bed. He pulled his briefs off and knelt over her head. His knees pressed the mattress on either side of her, and he looked along her body to her feet. His cock stood over her chest. He reached between his thighs and bent it back toward her face. The shaft kept a hard curve in his fist. He put the head between her lips.

The head filled her mouth. She had his ass in her eyes. He pushed in once. The curved shaft slid on her tongue until the head met the back of her mouth, and his balls settled on her nose. She moaned at the weight of them. He groaned at the grip of her lips on that curve. When she had knelt for him, his balls met her chin and the cock went in straight. This stroke stopped the head at the back of her mouth.





He drew the head out of her mouth.

“You fine?”

“Your balls are blocking my nose.”

He shifted his balls on her nose until her nostrils were clear.

“Fine now?”

“Ok.”

He leaned forward, his hips still over her face, and took her breasts in his hands. He pinched a nipple. Her mouth opened.

“Ah.”





He pushed his cock in. The shaft slid on her tongue. She moaned. He groaned and drew back until her lips caught the ridge, then pushed in again. The head met the back of her mouth. Spit ran from the corners of her lips down her cheeks. Her hands held his thighs. He pulled on her nipples, and she moaned. The wet sound came out of her each time the head met the back of her mouth.

The pull was too much. She pushed his fingers off her nipples. He leaned forward along her body until his face was level with her crotch, and his weight came down on her. His chest lay on her stomach. The hard curve of his cock eased, and it lay in her mouth. She worked her jaws on the shaft.

“So heavy.”

“Bear it.”

“Kiss Cathy.”

He kissed the front of her bikini bottom. His mouth was hot through the cloth. She moaned around his cock, and the sound went into him. He groaned.


“I smell Cathy.”

“She wet the cloth.”

He pulled the crotch aside and held the cloth there. He kissed her lower lips. A shiver went through her thighs.

“You cannot do that.”



He licked between those lips. She was slick on his tongue. A bead ran onto his lip.

“Unlike you. I am generous.”

He held the cloth aside and licked her open, broad, then with the point of his tongue. The taste was sharp. Her jaws tightened on his cock. He groaned into the lick, and she felt that groan in her. His weight held her hips down when they tried to rise. Her breath came short under his chest.





“So good,” she said around his cock.

“Good. Cum now.”

She sucked him between those breaths. The head was thick on her tongue. Her hands tightened on his thighs. Salt from his skin sat on her tongue with her own spit.

He groaned into her. The groan reached her clit before his tongue did. Then his tongue was on it. Her hips pressed up into his mouth and met the weight.




“Eat,” she got out around his cock. “Tyson said eat.”

He took her hips in his hands and held her to his mouth. The cloth stayed bunched at one side. She stayed on his tongue. Her stomach shifted under his chest with each short breath, and she drew on his cock in the same pull.





He stayed on her clit. His tongue pressed. She shook. Precum came onto her tongue, and she tasted it. His cock swelled against her tongue. Her thighs closed on his ears.

“I can feel all of you.”

“No stops.”




His tongue did not leave her. Another shiver took her thighs. Her lower lips tightened on his tongue. His cock swelled again in her mouth. She moaned around him. The doorbell rang.

They both froze. It rang again.

He rolled off her. His cock left her mouth.

“Do not come out,” she said.

She put on a nightgown, went to the door, and looked through the door eye.


Sweat came on her again. She gathered the clothes in the hall and dropped them in the wash basket.