He leaned forward and bit my nipple hard, pulling it away from me. It sent a shock directly to my pussy making me shoot cum out on him. I tilted my head back and moaned loud, cumming on him. He held my ass and continued bouncing me on him. Every time he pushed inside me, I sent out more cum. My legs were shaking hard, so hard I wasn’t going to be able to stand. He reached over and shut off the water, stepping out with me still wrapped around him. He sat me on the sink, knocking the towels and bottles into the floor and pushed me back against the cold mirror. He slid my ass to the edge of the counter and slipped his cock in me, pushing my hot back against the cold mirror. My ass was still slick from the oil making me slide down to meet his cock. He started to drill me hard and fast. He was fucking me so rough. He had no mercy. He was using me. “Use me, Matt. Use me for your sweet cock. I want you to make me your little slut” I begged. He gripped my throat and pinned me to the mirror. He started to grunt and groan as he choked and pinned me. He started to quiver but then let go of me completely and got down on his knees. He shoved his face in my pussy, sucking my clit up in one slurp. I cried out, grabbing the hair on his head so I didn’t fall off the sink. My clit was sensitive from the orgasm and I felt like I was going to cum again.
I leaned up, pussy my pussy closer to his face. “Yes, fuck me. Fuck me with your hot mouth” I begged, holding myself up to ride his face. I was humping him, holding his face deep in my pussy. I moaned louder and louder. My breathing started to pick up. He started kissing and sucking on my clit, sending me over the edge. Warmth spread through my pussy and legs. My stomach started to clench and ache from cumming so hard. My back was tingling and jerking with each plant of his tongue on my pussy. “Fuck I’m cumming Matt” I screamed through his bathroom. “You’re fucking me so good” I said, rubbing my hand through his hair. He stood back up and slipped his dick back inside of me. He started pounding me hard and fast. My tits were bouncing all around in every direction. He grabbed them hard and held them still as he continued fucking me. My head was banging on the mirror until he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to him. “You are going to take this rough cock. You are going to let me fuck you hard” he said, ramming his dick into me. I cried out with each pump. “Shut up. Shut up. You’re going to take it” he said, shoving deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. I built up and came so quick I couldn’t prepare. I was squirting. My fluid were spurting up on his stomach. He reached down and started thumbing my clit hard and fast. I fell back against the mirror and took it all. I couldn’t move from the orgasm. It was so intense. It was holding me still shoving waves of pure pleasure through my muscles. My legs gripped him tight, squeezing him against me. He pinched my nipple hard before shoving deep one last time. He looked at me in the face. He grabbed my face and squeezed it to him. He held it, looking at my face. He was slowly pushing deep. “Take my cum. Take every drop” he grunted and groaned, looking at me. He squeezed my face again, making me look at him. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back until his dick stopped spurting cum and went limp inside me. He drew himself back and out, almost making me slide off the counter. His limp cock dripped cum into the floor. My pussy was hot and burning from the beating it just took. My clit was twitching and jerking, sending strong pulses throughout my limbs. He picked me up and stood me against the sink. What a rough fuck.
MINTY MANDY
Chapter One
We had just landed in Dallas, Texas. The entire basketball team was amped up for our big game against the Grizzlies. We had made it to the finals and only had two games before we claimed the championship. The plane was slowing to a stop on the runway. Everyone was starting to wake up and stretched. I yawned, taking my headphones out and putting them in the backpack at my feet. “You good” my friend Marcus asked me? “Yeah man” I replied, stretching my legs out. I was 6’2” and setting on this plane made my legs scrunch up. We had our first game on Wednesday, so we flew in a few days early to practice. We started gathering our bags from the floor and overhead storage once the seatbelt light turned off. I was ready to get off this three-hour flight.
We were getting off the plan and walking down the long hallway. We reached the inside of the airport and it was really nice. It was huge with tons of people walking around back and forth. There were little restaurants on either side of the hallway plus little shops and kiosks selling souvenirs and nick knacks. I brushed through a few shirts before carrying on my way down the hall. We went around the corner to baggage claim and picked our bags up. I grabbed my large, blue bag from the moving lane. I stepped back and waited on the remainder of the team to get their bags. We gathered our bags, pillows, and backpacks to carry to the side walk. A large grey bus pulled up to the doors and the couch stepped on as the doors open. He stepped back off and waved us on. “Let’s go guys” he said. Our large bags went into a baggage area underneath the bus and the smaller items came on with us.
Settling into my seat, the bus started driving. “Okay fellas” our coach started as he stood at the end of the walkway to talk to us. “We’ve got about an hour drive before we reach the hotel. I will check us in and get the keys. I’ll hand out the keys. Two guys to a room. I don’t give a shit who you bunk with. I don’t get a shit what you do. But don’t make the team look bad and don’t fuck anything up” he finished, turning to set back in his seat. Marcus reached out to give me a fist bump. It was a no-brainer that we were rooming together. “What we doing tonight” I asked him? “I know of the nice ass place on the south side of Dallas. It’s called Candy’s Interracial Escort Service. A boy of mine told me about it” he said, scrolling through his phone. “Fuck man, I’m in that” I said as we high fived.
The bus pulled up to the front of a real nice hotel. We all stepped out, getting our bags from under the bus. We stood in the nice, tall, golden lobby as the coach got our keys. He handed me and Marcus our room key reading “544”. We headed to the elevator and hit the number five button. A few more players hopped on. “Man, I hope coach gets some pussy so he can relax before tomorrow” Josh said. We all laughed as the elevator dinged for our floor. Marcus and I pushed our way out of the elevator and headed down the hallway. We got to our room and unlocked the door with a beep, heading inside and dropping our bags on the floor.
“Let’s get ready” Marcus said, typing a number into his phone. “I’m gonna get us some girls” he said, rubbing his hands together. I stepped into the bathroom and cut the shower on. The steam filled the shower as I undressed. I stood and looked in the mirror. I was tall and wide. My shoulders were strong and squared, giving me a tall and sturdy build. It gave me an advantage being a forward on our team. The steam rolled out of the shower and filled the room. I flexed my arms and deltoids, watching them move in the mirror. I smiled to myself. Damn, I was sexy.
*****
Marcus and I started heading out the front of the hotel to get over to Candy’s. It was a hot, muggy Texas afternoon. Sweat built up on our foreheads as we waited for a taxi. I chose to wear some nice, black joggers with a red short-sleeve shirt. Marcus was wearing white cargo shorts with a green polo shirt. “I’m getting a Killer Karmen” he said, nudging me with his elbow in excitement. “Damn, that sounds good” I said. “What does she do”? “They call her killer because she likes to get her pussy killed. You know I can beat that cat up” he said. “You can’t beat shit” I said, laughing. “Boy, don’t play with me” he said with a straight face. I laughed harder. “I got you Minty Mandy” he said, turning to look at the cab arriving for us. “What does she do” I asked, intrigued? “You’ll see” he said, opening the back door of the taxi and getting in.
*****
We pulled up to a large brick building in a more secluded part of town. It had no signs or markings showing that it was an escort service. “Man, Marcus, where did you bring me to” I asked, looking around as I got out. Marcus leaned up and paid the cab driver. He slid out of the back seat and shut the door, letting the cab start to drive away. He started to walk up the sidewalk to get to the house. “Just chill” he said, walking up the steps to the porch of the house. He stepped forward and pressed the doorbell beside the large red door. After a few moments of silence, we heard someone moving and shuffling on the opposite side. The door opened to a beautiful red-haired woman. She had a long navy dress on with a white belt closing in on her waist. “Name” she asked, looking at Marcus and me? “Marcus” he said. I looked at him. She opened the door wider and stepped back to motion us in. We stepped into a large, fancy brothel. There were large fabrics hanging from the ceiling to the floor. I looked out the window and saw a bar across the street. There were girls lined up against the wall as we stepped into a room with a couch and two chairs. They were all wearing lingerie and heels. Damn they were fine. I smiled at them, waving slightly. “Ladies, this is Marcus and Jerome. They’ve booked Karmen and Mandy. Girls” she said, motioning towards us. A small, petite brown-haired girl walked over to Marcus and grabbed his hand. Then, a large breasted blonde walked over the me. She had big, sexy, red lips that shined in the low lights of the room. She was thick, large ass and thighs, with big tits curving out from her purged stomach. She smiled at me. “Jerome” she asked? “Yes ma’am” I said, reaching forward to grab her hand. She took it and led me upstairs. We walked through the hallway and stopped at a black door in the hallway. The red walls stood out against three black doors. She turned the knob as we stepped in, closing the door behind us.