Chapter Nine #3
Inside her living room, she barely rested her crutches against the sofa when Tony swept her into his arms. A wild make-out session commenced.
Tony’s mouth found her neck and collarbone.
His hands explored her body. Giselle adored his forceful desire, the build-up over the long evening having reached its peak.
She felt his immediate erection against her body, its hard pressure igniting a fire in her gut.
A lull arrived when Tony, careful with her foot, eased Giselle onto the couch.
However, the excitement never wavered. It intensified as both began to undress.
She unbuttoned her blouse and removed it.
The bra followed, her breasts free on her heaving chest. He responded by taking off his blazer.
The stylish shirt beneath slid up his muscled torso and over his head.
Giselle inspected Tony’s athletic build.
His bulk had been obvious beneath the soccer uniform, but in the bare flesh, a breath caught in her throat.
Smooth, shapely pecs protruded on a wide chest. Beneath, a trail of ridged abs begged for her exploring fingers and tongue.
She released her held breath, the exhaled air quivering in her anticipation.
Tony continued undressing. A belt unfastened and shoes came off.
His dark trousers lowered over the swell of bulging thighs and hard, round calves.
Yearning for release, a stiff cock stretched red briefs.
Tony worked the undergarment off his waist and stepped out of it.
The young, chiseled man stood fresh and naked.
The mere sight of his smooth skin and well-formed figure boomed Giselle’s pulse.
As if timed to her heartbeat, his stiff cock also throbbed in a steady rhythm.
Its size forced her to swallow. She shivered, her hands trembling.
A dozen images of her stroking, sucking, and taking his penis inside her flashed in her mind. I will do all those things…and more.
Tony knelt before her. He reached behind Giselle’s lower back and unzipped the skirt.
She raised her hips. His fingers grasped the waistband, and he guided the outfit down her toned legs and over the cast to set aside.
The young man stared at her blue thong, his tongue passing over his lips.
Her slick wetness darkened the narrow crotch, just as Janice had in hers.
Tony pulled the thin waistband, and Giselle lifted her hips again.
The undergarment came off, tickling her legs on the way down.
Now fully naked, her plump, damp folds lay exposed for her horny date.
I can’t stop shaking! His eyes, so wide and full of utter need.
That look alone could devour me. I’m his.
I want him to consume me in mind, body, and spirit.
Fill me. Stretch me. Release inside me so I can be one with you.
Tony met her eyes, her intense gaze bored into his. She then looked down over his body, taking in that lovely naked sight as he knelt. As she watched, a glistening drop of precum oozed from the tip of his hard cock. Penis still throbbing, the drop slid down the length of his upturned erection.
Unable to contain himself, Tony grasped behind her knees and lifted her legs high.
Giselle sank further back into the sofa cushions, her good foot and cast pointed toward the ceiling.
Lowering his head, Tony’s mouth dove onto her wet vagina.
A thick tongue lapped her inner folds, his lips pulling them as if he really would eat her.
He penetrated her using his tongue, tasting, feeding.
His strong hands held her in a vice grip, locking her legs in a wide V as he worked his mouth on her sex.
Giselle rolled her head back and forth, a loud moan vibrating her throat. She cried out, writhed, and dug her fingers into the sofa seat. In her crazed, passion-fueled mind, she spared a moment to compare sex between Janice and Tony.
Janice’s skilled and precise, firm yet delicate, and knowing feminine touch far differed than Tony’s forceful, masculine hunger. Janice had brought Giselle to orgasm in ways only a woman could—the familiarity with female nuances and mindset had turned her into wet putty in the girl’s hands.
In comparison, Tony’s raw aggression and power froze Giselle but also converted her into quivering Jello.
His highly sexualized, carnal method excited her in a way differing from Janice.
While the girl had fully pleasured Giselle and left her secretly begging for more, Tony had something unique to offer.
The sight of a man’s hard cock, his animalistic glare, and large muscled body produced a feral instinct in Giselle that ignited longing to have him squirt his seed in every hole she had.
Sloppy, lust-driven swirls of Tony’s tongue bathed Giselle’s clit in velvety rubs.
She cried out in multiple moans and shrieks.
Each lick jolted her body and fired her sexually sensitive nerves.
She oozed lubrication, her vagina a soft sponge melting against his mouth.
Heat surged. Her insides quivered. Tingles spread over her skin.
Her scream erupted alongside a body-shaking climax.
Ecstasy spiked her blood and flowed through every inch of flesh.
She trembled and gasped, her body numb and head light and airy.
Shaky fingers grabbed Tony’s hair to pull him up.
He uttered a sound of surprise, then complied as she brought his mouth to hers in a deep kiss.
She tasted her tart juice over his lips and tongue.
His chin glistened from it. She panted between feverish kisses, her hands petting over his back and shoulders.
“Stand up,” she whispered.
Tony moved back on his feet, also breathing hard. Giselle began to rise from the sofa, and he reached out to steady her. She smiled, then gently pushed his hands away.
“I may only have one foot,” she said softly, “but I still have two knees.”
Tony grinned as she settled before him between the sofa and coffee table. Giselle grasped the base of his stiff cock and admired its girth against her fingers and palm. She slid her hand along the length in slow strokes, enjoying the feel of its hardness, warmth, and contours.
As she increased her pace, more precum emerged from the tip of his veiny, pulsing erection.
Tony moaned, a tremble along his frame as he closed his eyes.
Giselle extended her tongue and lapped the precum in slow swirls.
Her lips then wrapped the head of his penis and sucked gently, taking more of the sticky substance into her mouth.
Tony’s toes curled into the carpet. His hands stroked Giselle’s hair, cheeks, and neck in loving touches.
She opened her mouth wider and began to bob on his cock.
Lubrication filled her mouth, a mix of her saliva and precum as she coated the shaft in shiny moisture.
Her tight lips glided smoothly, her tongue rubbing against the sensitive area beneath the head of his penis.
Tony made the cutest moaning sounds, his hands grasping and petting Giselle wherever he could reach.
She gripped his waist and prepared for deeper, more forceful plunges.
Relaxing her throat, Giselle slid further down his shaft to take more of him in.
The tip of his cock slid into the back of her throat.
She held on, moving her head in repeated bobs, each pass bolder and farther.
Soon her lips pressed against his lower belly, his entire length lodged in her mouth.
Tony groaned, shaking again as his breathing quickened. Giselle pulled back to the tip, her eyes watering. Opening her mouth wide, she rested the head on her tongue and stroked his cock. Her firm grip slid easily along the lubricated shaft. The faster she pumped, the more he panted.
A tell-tale cry from Tony alerted her to his orgasm right before his throbbing penis spurted semen.
Multiple jets splashed over her tongue and filled her mouth.
She continued her rapid stroke, squeezing to milk every drop.
Tony gasped as his climax ended. Amusingly, he wobbled and had to sit on the sofa after such a powerful release.
Giselle held his warm seed in her mouth for a moment, then swallowed.
She started to rise, and this time allowed help as she climbed onto the couch and straddled him.
They hugged tight and kissed. Lips danced in sweet pecks and deep suckles.
Tongues bathed one another in open mouths.
Breaths panted together, hearts beating hard in their chests.
After a few minutes, she asked him to take her into the bedroom.
Tony lifted her like a child, her legs wrapped around his waist and arms behind his neck.
Giggling, she held on as he marched into her room she had been sure to clean before going out.
He laid her on the bed and immediately scooted on top of her.
She welcomed his warm body on hers. Pinned beneath his bulk, she wrapped her legs around his waist as they returned to passionate kissing.
Soon a renewed erection pressed against her crotch. As if possessed by its return, Tony’s rabid sexual desire increased. Without breaking the kiss, he adjusted on the bed to slip his hard cock inside Giselle’s consistently wet vagina.
She whimpered against his lips as he penetrated her.
His long, thick penis easily spread her slick folds.
She felt its weight move inside and nestle in her fluid warmth.
His cock lay hard and heavy within, and she squeezed it using her inner muscles.
Tony moaned, the kiss broken as he began slow thrusts.
Giselle held him tight, her eyes closed as he buried his face in her neck.
She opened her legs wide, yearning for his cock to bury deeper.
Her hips thrust against his in small movements.
Tony panted. The bed shook as the tempo elevated.
Growling, his muscled arms scooped behind her thighs to fold her legs back.
Giselle’s knees stopped next to her ears, feet in the air as his cock drove madly into her.
She squealed and gripped his moving body, her feet dancing wildly overhead as the mattress bounced in rhythm.
Flesh slapped hard together. A wet squish sounded after each thrust, her soaked vagina oozing droplets around his cock.
Giselle rocked on the bed, her stiff nipples shifting on bounding breasts.
She moaned, helpless and euphoric beneath Tony’s carnal passion.
His grunts grew louder, body tensing as he approached orgasm.
A long, guttural moan flew as his cock emptied deep inside Giselle.
She sensed his hardness pulse within, pictured warm semen jetting from the tip of his penis to splash and pool inside.
The erotic vision and his movement carried her to orgasm.
She moaned softly, almost pleading in pleasure as she climaxed around his erection.
A violent spasm shook her, her flesh hot and sweaty.
She sighed in contentment as he released her legs and wrapped her in his arms. Soft kissing and petting followed.
Her emotions on fire, Giselle felt safe, secure, and that everything seemed right.
Snuggling against Tony, she belonged to him in every way.
He finally rolled off her and lay back, both of them spent and catching their breaths.
Afterwards, they cooked a meal together and watched a movie. A joint shower led to an intense make-out session beneath the spraying water. The night grew late, and the pair laid down to sleep.
However, thirty minutes of darkened silence broke when Tony and Giselle rolled toward each other, their hypersexualized minds on the same page.
They made love again, this time slow and steady, sweet and sensual.
He released inside her, and she orgasmed in his strong embrace.
Exhausted, the satisfied couple finally close their eyes and slept.