Page 13 of Fastball Fever
My hard-ass coach rides me like a wild cowgirl, bucking and shouting, refusing to let up for even a second.It pushes us both toward the edge, dangling on a precipice.We are going to explode and keep on exploding.
But no, I won't let either of us go off yet.Not even if it kills me.I grasp her hips, holding her down so she can't ride me.Her annoyed little cry makes me smirk.
"Charlie, I…oh god, I love your dick.Never stop, please, never stop until you come inside me."
"Don't worry.I won't leave you hanging for long…probably."
She gives me a light slap on the cheek."You're evil, and I love it."
An idea hits me, and I can't resist it."Wrap your legs around my back and your arms around my neck."
"Why?"
"Shut up and do it, Keller."
Amy rolls her eyes but follows my order.Once she's wrapped around me, I hoist myself off the bench.Then I peel her limbs away from mine and set her on her knees on the bench, facing the wall.The plump cheeks of her sweet ass distract me, though only for a moment.
"Hands on the wall," I command, growling the words."And spread your thighs."
She obeys.
I slide my cock between those sweet cheeks and thrust deep into her velvety channel, making her gasp.Amy throws her head back, her nails scraping the wall as I drive into her like a jackhammer.The sound of our bodies merging meshes with the slapping of my balls, but it's even louder now, even faster.I reach around her body to shove two fingers between her drenched folds, rubbing mercilessly, desperate to come—but not before she goes off.Her breath hitches in short, delicious moans that make my blood burn even hotter.
"Don't stop, Charlie, never ever stop!"she screams."Fuck me harder, please, oh shit, please!"
What do I do?I stop, of course.But I still have my dick buried inside her and my fingers covering her clit.I'm torturing myself as much as I am Amy, so it's fair play.I feel as if my whole body might explode into a supernova that will annihilate the universe..
"Please, please, Charlie, please," Amy whines, all her tough-coach bravado suddenly gone."Let me come, I need it so bad."
Another snarl emerges from me, and then…I hammer into her with so much strength that I swear my eyes roll back in my head.The wooden bench creaks beneath her knees in a rhythm that matches the incoherent sounds that spill from her lips.My groans are building up to a climax with every thrust, mingling with hers as we batter each other in perfect harmony.I slide out almost completely before surging back inside her, the sensation so intense that my vision blurs.
"Harder," she begs, her voice shaking with need, almost whimpering.
Now I'm pounding into her with everything I've got, diving in deeper than ever with a wildly erratic rhythm, high on a kind of elation I've never experienced on the field.Amy's cries rise even higher, and I know she's about to go off at any moment.So am I.Her inner muscles squeeze me torturously as we both barrel toward the finish line.This time, nothing can stop us.
I bury myself inside her with a shout of pure, unadulterated gratification that tumbles from my lips and mingles with hers amid humid night air.Her sex clenches me tightly, and at last, I let go all the way.Electrical currents race down my spine and straight into my cock, pushing me to spill everything inside her lush body.I relinquish myself to the pleasure.Every pulsating blast makes me roar until, finally, I'm spent.
Damn, that was incredible.
Amy leans back against my chest.Her skin is slicked with sweat, her hair drenched—just like mine.For a moment we remain frozen in this position.We're both struggling to catch our breath, and sweat dribbles down our bodies.
Once I've recovered, I sweep her up in my arms."Time for a shower, Coach."
"Yes, please."She ruffles my damp hair and sniffs my skin.Her nose wrinkles."You stink, Braddock.We both need that shower, but mostly you."
The slight uptick of her lips assures me she's teasing.
"Pretty sure I heard someone say she was going to see how long I could hold out?"
I feel her smile against my shoulder."Next time, hotshot."
"You think there's gonna be a next time?"
"Do what your coach says, hotshot."She tugs at a damp lock of my hair."You drive me wild, Braddock."
"Right back at ya, Keller."I plant a kiss on her temple.
When we get to the bathroom, my fingers shake so much that it takes me forever to twist the handle and get the water running.Amy laughs at my fumbling and tries to help undress me, though she's no steadier.We stumble inside the stall together and revel in the steamy spray.
