Used by the Hockey Player Free Use Erotica #5
Tony froze instantly, his massive cock buried deep inside her womb, his heavy, muscular chest heaving silently against her back. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her shoulder blades. His heart was hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs.
Robin’s smile grew downright wicked. Looking back over her shoulder, her eyes locked with his in unblinking adoration.
She didn't panic, and she didn't tell him to move.
Instead, she slowly and deliberately tilted her pelvis, using her incredibly tight, well-trained internal muscles to squeeze and milk his hard shaft while they stayed perfectly still.
The ultimate taboo of the moment sent a scorching, electric wave of heat straight to her clit.
"Thought I heard something over by the mats," one guard muttered, his voice incredibly close.
"Just the wind or a stray cat, man. Let's get back to the track," the other replied, and their footsteps finally faded away toward the main exit.
The moment the guards were gone, Tony completely lost control.
Driven by the sheer rush of adrenaline, he yanked his cock almost entirely out of her, the dripping wet tip snagging on her swollen lips, before slamming back in with a primal, animalistic fury.
He picked up a violent, blinding pace, railing her against the steel beam with absolute disregard for restraint.
"You're my free use slut, coach! Say it!" Tony growled, his hand gripping her hair to pull her head back.
"I'm your free use slut, Tony! I'm all yours! Ruin me!" Robin screamed through her teeth, her smile radiant.
The intense, rapid friction against her engorged clit was the breaking point.
A screaming, violent orgasm ripped through Robin’s core, her pussy clamping down on his shaft in violent, pulsing spasms as she squirted heavily against his thighs, drenching his pubic hair in hot, slick fluids.
The tight, pulsing contractions of her body instantly broke Tony’s remaining restraint.
He let out a guttural roar, his body locking up as he delivered one final, bone-deep thrust, shooting thick, hot ropes of cum deep inside her pussy.
He stayed buried inside her for a long minute, his forehead resting against the steel beam as they both breathed heavily in the shadows. Robin leaned back against his broad chest, her legs shaking from the intensity, but her smile was as bright and triumphant as ever.
"You did so good, Tony," she whispered happily, reaching back to stroke his thigh as she felt his warm, heavy seed leaking down her legs. "I can't wait for the next time."
The final buzzer of the championship game had sounded over two hours ago.
The arena was empty, the stadium lights were down to their dim overnight settings, and the victory party had moved off-campus.
The hockey team had won the title, and Tony had been named the tournament MVP.
But as the clock ticked past 2:00 AM, Tony wasn't at a bar.
He was right back where it all started: the varsity locker room.
Robin stood near the central equipment table, a wide, radiant smile lighting up her face in the amber-tinted shadows.
Under her track jacket and short coaching skirt, she was completely bare, her pussy overflowing with a thick, slick wetness that had been building since the third period.
The Free Use Agreement had redefined her entire existence over the last few weeks, turning her into a completely compliant, ecstatic outlet for her star senior player.
Tonight was his final night as a college athlete, and she was ready to give him the ultimate send-off.
The heavy locker room door clicked open, and Tony walked in.
He looked like an absolute king, his varsity jacket open, his broad, muscular chest gleaming with a light sheen of sweat.
His athletic shorts were already slung low on his hips, and his massive, nine-inch cock was fully erect, throbbing violently in the cool air, thick as a brick and engorged with pure, victorious adrenaline.
"You are ready for me, Coach?" Tony growled, a dangerous, dominant smirk on his lips as he closed the distance between them.
"I’ve been waiting for you, Tony," Robin cheered, her voice full of absolute adoration.
She happily giggled as she reached up, unzipping her track jacket and letting it slide to the rubber flooring, exposing her full, bare breasts.
Her nipples were rock-hard, pointing straight at him.
"Look at how horny you make me. Your whore is completely ready for you."
"Get on the equipment table," Tony commanded. "I'm going to use every single hole until I'm completely empty."
Robin didn't hesitate for a fraction of a second.
She climbed onto the heavy training table, lying back and immediately pulling her knees all the way to her chest.
She spread her legs as wide as they could go, her face twisted in a mask of pure, joyful submission as she offered him total, unrestricted access to her glistening, pink pussy and her tight, puckered asshole.
Tony stepped between her thighs, his eyes dark with an unhinged wave of testosterone.
He grabbed her by the hips with his massive, iron hands, positioning the heavy, purple head of his dick right against her wet opening.
Without a word of warning, he delivered a powerful, athletic surge, burying his entire 9 inch cock deep inside her pussy in one deep, unyielding plunge.
"Oh god, yes! Fuck me, Tony!" Robin shrieked, her hands gripping the edges of the table as her internal walls stretched to their absolute capacity around his monstrous girth.
The rhythm Tony set was brutal, fast, and completely unrestrained.
He used his heavy frame to pin her down, his hips crashing into hers with a loud, rhythmic thud-slap-thud that echoed off the metal lockers.
Robin was in absolute ecstasy, a permanent, breathless smile fixed on her lips as she looked up at him with unblinking adoration.
She loved the raw, youthful aggression of his movements, the sheer power of being claimed by her star player on the very table where they had first broken the rules.
"You're my ultimate free-use whore, Robin," Tony panted, baring his teeth as his pubic bone violently bruised hers with every deep stroke. "Every bit of this body belongs to me."
"Yes, Tony! I'm your whore! Fuck me harder!" she screamed, her fingers frantically rubbing her own engorged clit to match his punishing pace.
Tony pulled his cock out of her pussy with a wet, echoing suction sound.
He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto her hands and knees, pushing her face down onto the table while hiking her round ass high into the air.
He didn't use any artificial lube; he reached down, scooped up a heavy handful of the slick, hot cum and juices leaking from her front, and smeared it aggressively over her tight star.
He aligned his throbbing shaft with her rear opening and drove forward.
Robin let out a sharp, piercing cry of pure pleasure into the quiet room as her tight asshole was forced to expand around his massive athletic girth.
Tony didn't stop until his pubic bone hit her glutes, burying every single inch of his cock inside her rear.
"Fuck, you take it so well," Tony groaned, his muscles bulging as he picked up a frantic, unrelenting pace from behind. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look at him.
Robin’s smile was radiant, her eyes watering from the intense fullness, but her voice was full of cheer. "I love it, Tony! Stretch my asshole open! Fill your slut with your championship cum!"
The friction was overwhelming. Driven by the high of the victory and the knowledge that this was their ultimate encounter under the agreement, Tony sprinted toward the finish line.
He railed her with an animalistic fury, his hands leaving deep red prints on her hips as he bottomed out with every single thrust.
The intense pressure against her internal walls pushed Robin straight over the edge.
A screaming, violent orgasm ripped through her core, her pussy squirting heavily onto the table while her asshole clamped down on his shaft in violent, pulsing spasms.
The tight, milking contractions of her body instantly broke Tony’s restraint.
He let out a primal, guttural roar, his entire body locking up as he delivered one final, bone deep plunge, shooting his cum deep inside her stretched asshole.
He stayed buried inside her for a long time, his sweaty, heavy chest resting against her back as their breathing slowly returned to a normal rhythm in the dim light.
Robin lay there, her body trembling from the sheer volume of the release, but her smile was as bright and triumphant as ever as she felt his warm seed completely filling her rear.
Slowly, Tony pulled out, a wet trail of cum sliding down her inner thighs. He looked down at his coach, a deep respect in his eyes as he wiped his brow. "You really are the perfect free-use whore, Robin. Thank you."
Robin rolled over, her hair a wild mess, her body marked by his grip, but her face was glowing with absolute happiness. She reached up, gently kissing his cheek. "Anytime, Tony. The agreement is forever. Whenever you come back to town, your whore will be waiting right here."
They cleaned up quietly, two champions bound by an explicit, unbreakable secret. As they walked out of the empty arena into the cool Missouri night, Robin took his hand, her heart full of pure joy, knowing they had pushed the boundaries of compliance and come out the other side forever changed.
Leave everything you know at the door. You won't need it where you're going.