Page 9 of Necessary Roughness

My fingers are nice and slippery with fresh wetness, and I slide two into her pussy. How could one girl be this tight? It’s like she’s never been penetrated before. I can’t even imagine how she’s going to feel once I have my dick inside her. Will I even be able to last?

“Oh my God…” Natalie whispers as I start finger-fucking her—delicately at first. I have to break her in. I’ve never felt a pussy this tight. Is it possible that she’s actually a virgin? Natalie’s hips move against my hand. She tried pretending she wasn’t into me, but there’s no denying it now.

She moans again, and I can’t take it any longer. Quickly, maybe a little too quickly, I pull my fingers out of her, causing her to gasp, grab the hem of her shirt and pull. Every single button pops off and the shirt falls aside, exposing the most magnificent set of tits I’ve ever seen in my life.

“Jesus…” I growl as I reach up and grab them both with my hands. They’re soft, warm but firm. All I can picture is what they’ll look like wrapped around my dick just before I blow a load all over her chin. As my fever for her rises, I reach down and snatch Derry off and throw him aside, letting my cock hang full and free between my legs. When Natalie sees it, her eyes go wide and she finally makes eye contact with me.

“Just to be clear, I am not having sex with you.”

Sure, princess. Whatever you say.

6

Bobby

“I’m not, Bobby,” she repeats. I just nod as I use one hand to undo her bra. It falls from her shoulders, and she’s all but naked in front of me. Her nipples are pink like little gumdrops, and I lean in and kiss one gently, causing her to arch her back into me. I suck it as I cup her ass and walk her back toward the pool table.

She presses up against it, and that’s when I shift both of my hands to her legs. With one swift movement, I lift her onto the table, bend her legs back over her head and bury my face in her mound.

“Holy shit!” she gasps as my tongue finds her hole. I press hungrily deep inside, tasting the sweet juices of her pussy as they drip down my chin like the best honey. My cock’s in my hand, slick with pre-cum, and I’m jerking off as I eat her like a starving man. I want this girl more than I’ve ever wanted anything, including the Stanley Cup.

But what if she does have a boyfriend? What if I’m getting ahead of myself? I push the thoughts away; I can’t ruin this moment. If I show one ounce of hesitation, it’s going to scare her—throw her off. I need to savor this moment—this moment of perfection.

She’s close to coming already as I drag my tongue up her slit to her clit, but I’m not going to let her. Well, I am, but not yet. I have to have her first. She has one hand over her mouth to stifle her moans as I stand up, grab her by the hips and tug her to me so everything below her waist is off the table. Her hole is like a pretty pink flower just waiting for me.

Gripping my cock by the base, I trace her slit with the tip until I find her entrance. I push forward and feel even more resistance than I expected. Yeah, this girl actually might be a virgin.

“I, I said…”

“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” I ask. My question surprises her and she looks at me with eyes of vulnerability. She doesn’t even have to answer; I know. My lust for her increases tenfold.

“I—”

“That’s okay, princess.” I smile, gently caressing her body to make her feel at ease. “I love that, and I’m going to claim that untouched cunt with my cock now and make you scream my name as you come so hard you pass out. Is that okay with you?”

I watch her mouth; her tongue touches her teeth like she’s about to tell me no, but then relaxes back. Her head tilts down and she looks at me through eyes hooded with lust. Yeah, she’s giving me the go ahead, and as a NHL star, I know that when someone gives you a golden opportunity, you take it. With a deep growl, I push inside her.

Her body goes tight and she clenches her teeth as I penetrate her. I feel her cherry pop as I push my nine inches inside her and don’t stop until I can’t go any farther. Her moan is long and sweet and I lean in and kiss her, brushing the champagne-soaked hair from her face as I start to thrust.

“Oh, that’s big!” she cries out.

“Damn right it is,” I reply. “But you’re also fucking tight.”

And isn’t that the truth? I can barely move inside her without the urge to unload my balls inside of her threatening to take me over. This isn’t going to take long; it’s just a sprint—I’ll run my marathon with her later, over and over again.

“Play with your pussy while I fuck you,” I tell her. “I want to watch.”

The sassy reporter doesn’t hesitate; she reaches down between her legs with two fingers and begins rubbing her clit. I groan and my cock pulses as I picture her doing that countless times while lying in bed, looking like an absolute goddess. Jesus, I’m not going to be able to hold out much longer. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to come before she does.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I tell her, squeezing her tits hard as I bite down on the inside of my cheek to fight off the orgasm that’s steaming toward me. It’s not like me to come prematurely; normally I’m a trooper. I could go all night if I felt like it. But not with Natalie. She’s in a whole different league.

“Bobby…” she moans.

“Come for me, baby,” I growl as my cock throbs inside her. “Come!”

“I’m coming!”

Her virgin cunt clamps down on me like a fist. I come harder than I’ve ever come before as the rhythmic contractions of her pussy milk my load out of my balls. I unload inside her, flooding her hole with my seed as I slump down on top of her and crush my lips against hers as we both surrender to our orgasms. It’s the most intense moment of my life.

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