Chapter Two Back to the Gym #2
“Ohhh mmmm… Grandpappy… so close…”
He was relentless with his thrusting digits.
He pushed her to the brink and over it without hesitation.
She stiffened in his arms and arched so that her butt pressed against his upright cock.
Slipping and sliding against his rigid flesh as waves of ecstasy wracked her body.
Her cunt clutching at his thrusting fingers.
His other hand squeezed her breasts and pinching at her stiff nipples.
Thigh-shaking tremors continued long after the peak of pleasure of Melody’s orgasm. She kept kissing Red and moaning against his lips, pressing her ass back to grind against his cock. Craving more. Wanting to give him more.
“Ohhhhh… Grandpappy,” she sighed, and finally slumped against him, her shower-splashed tits heaving with her shuddering breaths. He slipped his fingers from inside her and brought them to her lips. She moaned as she sucked her sweet nectar.
She took his hand, squeezing it tightly as she turned back to face him.
She wanted to thank him properly, to feel the old geezer’s cock prodding her throat and pumping her stomach full of his hot geriatric load.
But she needed more. For completely selfish reasons, she held his hand tightly and led him out of the showers.
With shaky legs, she guided him to a wooden bench in the empty locker room. Sitting down, she spread her thighs invitingly, revealing her glistening pink slit.
“That’s quite an offer,” said Red, smiling and standing over her as his cock twitched with need.
"Quit staring and come here," she purred, crooking a finger at him. “Fill my tight young pussy up with your old man cock.”
“Ohhhh, sugar, you got a way with words,” he chuckled, his wide grin revealing a couple missing teeth.
Red knelt slowly, gripping his throbbing erection. He looked from her gold-trimmed pussy up to her face, meeting her gaze as he notched the broad head of his cock at her entrance.
“Don’t tease,” she gasped, holding the backs of her knees and pulling her feet up in the air to present her pussy to him even more.
“I won’t, darlin’,” chuckled Red and he jerked his hips forward and buried his stiff prick in her right young cunt all the way to the hilt. He groaned above her and she gasped, her inner walls clutch against his long, stiff cock.
Red savored being inside her with a lopsided grin on his face, then began to move, sawing his cock in and out of her dripping cunt.
Each drag of his thick shaft sent pleasure rippling from her clit to her core.
He leaned on his hands, angling his pelvis to grind his weight and his hairy crotch against her clit with every thrust, knowing just how to touch her.
“So tight, sugar,” he wheezed. “Like you’re tryin’ to wring me dry from the start.”
“Ohhhhh, cum for me whenever you feel like it,” she moaned, her feet in the air and bouncing to either side of him with each thrust. “Fill my little pussy, Grandpappy.”
“Mmmmm,” he growled and leaned to down to capture her mouth in another searing kiss. He thrust harder, swaying her tits with each stroke and swallowing her moans with his hungry lips.
Her muffled wails answered every thrust. She bucked her hips to take him deeper.
Her nails stroked down his back, her heels against him, drawing him to fuck her harder and urging him on.
The slap of flesh on flesh echoed off the locker room walls as he pounded into her relentlessly.
Sweat matted his white hair to his forehead, but he didn't slow his punishing rhythm.
“Your cock feels so fucking good,” she moaned between kisses. “Ohhhhh, Grandpappy, I’m going to cum again. Drive that hard dick deep and make this tight little pussy cum all over your cock. I want to get your balls all wet.”
“You’re so dirty,” he laughed. “I had no idea… mmmmm… you were such a wildcat.”
But she knew that he was lying. He had every idea about what a dirty girl she could be, and he loved it. He slammed his cock deep with strokes that would put a high school quarterback to shame.
“Fucking make me cummmmm,” she whined, driven to the brink by his impaling cock and his swollen balls spanking against her asshole.
“Oh, darlin’, you want this big load I been saving up for ya?” Red grinned above her, taking her with intense, deep strokes.
“Yessssss, you know it. Fill my tight pussy up with that hot spunk, Grandpappy!”
Her words pushed him over the edge. With a hoarse shout, he slammed home one last time, burying himself to the root. His cock pulsed inside her and his balls twitched against her asshole. Thick ropes of seed painted her inner walls as he erupted, flooding her womb with his hot load of geezer goo.
“Oooohhhh fuuuck yesss shoot it all inside me!” cried Melody, arching beneath him as her cunt squeezed his buried cock.
Her orgasm pounded through her body, her pussy walls clenching rhythmically around his spurting shaft, rippling muscles massaging his length as he pumped her full of his hobo milk.
Pleasure pulsed outward from her clit and down into her core, trembling through her until she was shaking.
Red hips moved with excruciating slowness as he emptied himself inside her greedy cunt.
His thrusts squelched obscenely as he stirred the copious load already within her, dribbling out the last dregs to add to her flooded fucktunnel.
Gasping for air and for sanity, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him close as the final tremors faded away. Their hearts raced in tandem, gradually slowing to a steady pound.
“Darlin’ that was… I ain’t felt nothing that good in years,” rasped Red, his breath still wheezing out of him.
“It was pretty good, old timer,” she said, and kissed him, sharing her heat with him in a languid tongue kiss.
He drew his hips back and she released him from her legs.
Red eased his softening cock free of her tender folds.
Pearly rivulets leaked out to trickle down the crack of her ass and smear her quivering thighs.
Panting harshly, they rolled together off the bench and collapsed onto the floor side-by-side, splayed with messy satisfaction.
He gathered her into his arms, nuzzling her neck affectionately as they basked in the afterglow.
For a few blissful moments, nothing else mattered except the warmth of each other's bodies and the echoing satisfaction of a job well done.
“Amazing,” rasped Red, kissing her shoulder.
The steamy fog of lust cleared from Melody’s mind. A chill of realization crept in. One simple, terrible word.
Unprotected.
How could she have been so reckless? She liked Red, but she truthfully barely knew the old man. A wave of nausea washed over her, and she sat up and clambered to her feet, nearly tripping over Red in her haste.
“Something wrong?” asked Red, lifting his head to watch her.
“N-no, just feeling, um, we really made a mess,” she said, touching her cum-smeared cuntlips with her fingers. She grabbed a towel, hastily cleaned herself up, trying to scrub away the evidence of their tryst. She hid her face from him and hurried back into the shower.
The warm water could hide her tears, but nothing could help her hide from the truth: she let a homeless man cum deep in her fertile young pussy. She let him unload, even begged for it, and she wanted more. She wanted to feel his cum inside her again. Another load, another shuddering release.
Glancing back at him, still sprawled naked beside the bench with a satisfied smirk on his face, disgust churned in her gut.
How could she have wanted that old geezer, craved his touch so desperately?
He was filthy, probably covered in God knows what.
And now his filth was inside her, violating her most intimate places.
But it was Red. She knew Red. He wasn’t some stranger.
Was he?
Shame burned her cheeks as she left the shower, toweled off her curves, and hurriedly dressed, avoiding eye contact.
“Sugar, wait,” said Red, struggling to get up. “Don’t be all torn up about nothing.”
Mumbling a quick goodbye, she fled the locker room, desperate to put distance between herself and the scene of her shameful mistake. In the safety of her car, she finally allowed the emotions to overwhelm her. She leaned her forehead in against the steering wheel as she struggled with her tears.
“What did I just do?” she moaned.