On the Ropes (Down for the Count) (5 page)

I grab her by her ass, pulling her onto the bed. “That’s enough talking,” I order as I press my lips firmly against hers and roll on top of her.

Reaching down between us, I fumble with the button on her jeans. Straddling her, I sit up on my knees to undo her button with both hands as she reaches for my pants and unbuttons them at the same time. Quickly, I stand up to kick my sneakers off and get rid of my jeans and boxers. Then I kneel down to take off her sneakers and peel off her skin tight jeans. She sits up, taking her T-shirt off and unhooking her bra.

“Oh, God yes, let me see your tits. I’ve been thinking about them all night,” my eyes are practically ravaging her body as I look at her.

“Yeah, I noticed,” she laughs.

She inches herself back onto the bed as I crawl on top of her and palm her breasts. “Christ, these are real aren’t they?”

Aimee bursts out laughing. “Yes, they’re real.”

“I’m sorry,” I laugh, “it’s just that, in the boxing world you see a lot of chicks with huge, fake tits.”

“Yeah, well, they can be just as much of a curse as they can be a blessing. It gets kind of old when all men do is stare at your chest.”

“Well, I’ll have you know, I noticed your beautiful green eyes before your tits,” my mouth works its way down her body until I find her nipple. I run my tongue around it, pursing my lips on it and feasting like a starving man. Arching her back, she lets out a soft moan. My hands explore her body, stopping when I reach her underwear. Two of my fingers find their way down the front of her panties and between her legs. I let out a growl, “Hmm, you’re wet.”

“Don’t tease me, Saint,” she pleads, “I want you.”

I sit back up on my knees. “Lift up,” I motion to her hips. She raises her hips off the bed and I ease her underwear off of her, letting them fall to the floor. I pull her legs up over my shoulders and spread her wide. My tongue gently runs down her inner thigh, and I feel her body tremble as I get closer to her center. I can smell her arousal, which makes my cock stand at attention. As I part her lips, I notice she’s completely shaven. I usually prefer a woman with a little hair, like a landing strip, so it feels like I’m fucking a woman and not a little girl; but this will work. Another moan escapes her lips as I turn my attention to her already swollen clit. She’s so ready for me, I can almost see it pulsating. I run my tongue over her slick folds and her body jolts as I apply more pressure. I reach up for her breasts; her fleshy buds are taut, and her body is responsive as I roll them with my fingertips.

Aimee clenches my hair with her hands. “Keep going,” she gasps.

I pull my face away from her pussy. “I’m not letting you come that quickly,” I run my stubbly cheeks in-between her creamy thighs, feeling her tense up every time my mouth goes near her engorged heat. Not only is
she
begging for it, but her body is, as well.

I join her up on the bed. Lying on my side, my naked body pressing up against hers, I reach down between us and guide her hand down to my shaft. Slowly, she begins caressing me. “I wanna feel your mouth on my cock,” I breathe heavily into her ear.

Aimee rolls onto her side, pushing me further onto the bed. Next, I feel her slowly moving down my body until her mouth meets my throbbing cock, while her hand firmly grasps the base. Her tongue runs down the shaft and it swells as her lips and tongue tease the head. Closing my eyes, I take a deep relaxing breath as she takes my whole cock into her mouth; I smile when I realize she has no gag reflex.

“Fuck, Aimee, you give great head,” I moan. “Bring your pussy up here and let me eat you out.”

Without hesitation, she positions herself over me. I spread her lips with my fingers and run my tongue along her slit. Her hips thrust like a volt of electricity has just been shot through her veins. Her hands tantalize me, while her lips lightly dance over my stomach, until they finally find their way back to my erect penis. Slowly, she works her mouth all the way down to the base while one of her hands gently massages my ballsack.
Christ
,
this girl has a fucking mouth on her like a Hoover vacuum.
I’m not sure how long I’m going to be able to hold off on coming.

“Aimee?” Both of us freeze as we hear Sarah’s voice in the hallway.

Aimee jumps off of me, scurrying to cover herself with her clothes from the floor. In a panic, she asks, “Sarah? Are you feeling okay? Do you want something?”

“No, I’m fine,” she stops at the open doorway and she realizes what’s going on. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

I’m an egotistical bastard and desperately want a three-way with these two.

I sit up on my forearms. “You didn’t interrupt anything. We’re just getting warmed up for you,” my eyes practically undressing her as she stands before me. “Come join us, Sarah.”

I can see the hesitation in her face. Glancing over in Aimee’s direction, I check to see if she has the same look. Aimee drops her clothes to the floor, “Yeah, Sarah, come join us.” Her eyes dart from me to Sarah then she extends her hand, “Come on, Sar. It’ll be fun.”

Sarah slowly makes her way towards the bed but she has a very skeptical look on her face.

“Sarah, we’re not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do. I promise.”

She nods and takes a deep breath.

I stand up, walking around the bed to wrap my arms around her from behind and nuzzle my face into her neck. “Aimee and I have been having a good time in here,” her body feels stiff as a board. “Relax, Sarah, you’re too tense. We’re all here to have fun,” I whisper in her ear.

Aimee takes a step closer to Sarah and brushes the hair off of her face. I hold my breath as Aimee’s face inches towards Sarah’s and she softly kisses her on the lips. Sarah’s body tenses up again as she pushes herself back against mine.

“Kiss her back,” I moan lightly in her ear.

My balls tighten. I need a release, and I bring Sarah’s hand around to my cock, encouraging her to jerk me off. “That’s it, Sarah.” My hand is covering hers as she slides it up and down my shaft. I begin kissing her neck and I feel her let out a slow, shaky breath as her body moves closer to Aimee. I raise my head to watch the two of them kiss. At first, their kiss is tentative and innocent, but then Aimee’s tongue jets into Sarah’s mouth; teasing her. Sarah must be enjoying it because she grips my cock tighter and begins working me faster.

I take a step back and Sarah releases her grasp. I crawl onto my bed and lay back on my forearms to watch them. “Aimee, I want you to undress Sarah.”

Sarah slides her sneakers off while Aimee helps her with her shirt. Aimee takes her time, slowly touching and squeezing Sarah’s breasts outside of her bra; teasing me as much as Sarah, before finally ridding her of her shirt. The only thing on my mind is seeing these two going at it as I reach between my legs and begin stroking myself.

“Take her pants off, Aimee,” I instruct, the words barely coming out.

Aimee unbuttons Sarah’s jeans and slides them, along with her underwear, down her legs. Sarah stands there nervously with her pants around her ankles; she looks so pretty, yet so innocent at the same time. God, I’m going to fuck her so hard tonight.

“Sarah, take off your bra. I want to see all of you,” my voice turns into a growl as I stroke myself faster.

Sarah unhooks her bra and takes it off, then steps out of her jeans and her underwear. I stare at her; taking all of her in.

“Saint, let me help you with that,” Aimee purrs. As she crawls onto my bed and kneels behind me, she takes over stroking my dick.

Sarah is still standing in the middle of my room; frozen. She’s watching us intently, so I extend my arm out to her. “Sarah, come here,” I tell her smoothly and gently as Aimee jerks me off.

Sarah cautiously walks towards us, twirling her hair nervously.

“Te quiero besar,” I whisper to her.

She kneels on the bed, bringing her body closer to mine. I begin biting her chin softly, ending my bites with a lick, and I can tell she’s excited because her chest is heaving against mine.

“Jesus Sarah, you smell good,” I say, running my hands up and down her body; caressing her. Her skin is so soft it feels like silk and my hands stop briefly at her breasts. Lightly touching the tips of her nipples with my fingertips, her flesh colored peaks stiffen at my touch. She lets out a small whimper of pleasure. “Do you like that?” I breathe heavily into her ear.

“Yes,” she exhales.

My hands and mouth continue to explore her body. Slowly, I make my way down to her core; massaging it. She’s breathing hard as I tease her opening with two fingers. I dip my fingers into her pussy, then pull them out, then plunge them deeper into her, then pull out again. I keep this up until she’s begging for more.

“Sarah,” I gasp, “chúpame.”

She gives me a puzzled look.

“I want you to suck my dick.”

Her eyes show a touch of panic. “Sarah, please,” I beg her. My thumb finds its way to her clit. I begin circling over it lightly and her eyes roll into the back of her head. “Does that feel good, Sarah?”

She nods her head.

“Are you going to come, Sarah?” she nods her head again. “That’s a girl.”

“Okay,” she says shakily.

“Sarah, you’re not a virgin are you?” I question her as fear races through my body.

She lets out a small laugh, “No.”

A huge wave of relief falls over me.
Thank Christ, I won’t be deflowering anyone tonight.

“Lie back,” Sarah says, with more confidence in her voice.

Aimee releases her hold on my cock as I lie down on my back. Sarah straddles my legs and immediately begins licking the head of my penis; teasing the slit with her tongue. My balls tighten with each lick and I feel a drop of pre-come release.

Aimee whispers something into Sarah’s ear. Sarah looks at Aimee and then to me. Both of the girls are smiling. “What are you two up to?”

A mischievous grin appears across Aimee’s face. “I’ll be right back,” and with that, she hops off the bed, and quickly walks out of the bedroom.

“Saint, you’re going to love this,” Sarah smiles bashfully.

I laugh. “Here I was thinking you were a virgin. Shit, you had me fooled.”

“Just because I’m quiet, doesn’t mean I’m a virgin.”

Aimee walks back into the room with a cup filled with ice. “Here you go, Sar. Go easy on him,” she giggles.

“Close your eyes,” Sarah’s voice is more assertive now as she realizes she’s in control.

Lowering my head onto the bed, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Just hearing the ice moving around in the cup sends a shiver down my spine. I know the ice is going to be cold on my dick.

“Now it’s your turn to relax,” Sarah gently runs an ice cube down the length of my penis.

“Ah, fuck that’s cold.”

“Shhh,” Aimee says. I feel her hair run over my bare chest; her lips touch my nipples, and her teeth gently rake across my chest. Arching my back, I let out a moan. No sooner does the moan escape my lips, than Sarah’s mouth wraps around my cock. My entire body jumps from the coldness of the ice in her mouth. She works her head up and down, swirling the ice cube around with her tongue, and the melted ice is running down my shaft; onto my body.

“Puñeta,” I grit my teeth, “me vas hacer venir.”

“What does that mean?” Sarah asks.

“It means that you’re gonna make me come.”

“That’s what we want,” Aimee says.

“Aimee, bring that pretty little pussy right here,” I point to my mouth.

“Gladly,” she laughs seductively.

Reaching down, I pull Sarah’s hair gently. “Sarah, I want you to ride me now. I have condoms in the top drawer of my dresser.”

With my eyes still closed, I feel the bed move, and a moment later I hear my dresser drawer open and then close again. A smile comes across my face.
Fuck yes, this three-way is going to happen.

My bed moves again as Sarah straddles my legs, and I hear the ripping of the condom wrapper as she slowly begins to stroke me again. Then, I feel the condom sliding all the way down my shaft to the base of my cock.

“Are you ready for us, Saint?” Aimee whispers softly in my ear.

“I was born ready, baby.”

Aimee sits on my chest at the same time Sarah eases herself onto my cock. Though Sarah says she isn’t a virgin, she definitely feels like one. She’s so tight; it feels like my dick is in a vice grip. “Ah fuck, Sarah, you feel so good,” I moan loudly. Her pussy greedily devours my cock as she lowers herself onto me.

I open my eyes. “Aimee it’s your turn, but I want you to turn around.”

She gives me a puzzled look. “Turn around?”

“Yeah, I want you and Sarah to kiss,” I say, with a Cheshire grin appearing across my face. “I wanna watch you two kiss while she’s fucking me, and I’m eating you.”

Aimee smiles. “You’re a naughty boy, Gabriel.”

The grin quickly disappears from my face. “Don’t call me Gabriel… I hate it when people call me that.”

“I’m sorry, Saint… I just…”

Interrupting her, I sigh, “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. Now turn around and sit that pretty little pussy on my face.”

Turning herself around, she swings her right leg back over my face, and again I can smell the scent of her arousal as she lowers herself to my mouth. She spreads herself for me and I begin to torment her with my tongue.

Looking up over Aimee’s shoulder, I make eye contact with Sarah. Her eyes are locked on mine as I watch her body move up and down. As Aimee leans in to kiss her, Sarah’s eyes never leave mine; it’s as if she’s entranced. Eventually, I close my eyes and try to concentrate on Aimee and getting her off, but the idea of them making out is quite distracting. I apply more pressure on Aimee’s swollen bud and I hear her cry out in pleasure.

Sarah grinds her body into mine, trying to get me deeper inside her, and I have to stop to catch my breath. My balls are tightening at the soft sounds of Aimee and Sarah kissing and moaning. “Aw fuck, Sarah,” I murmur as I continue teasing Aimee.

Aimee’s breathing is becoming more rapid and I know she’s close. She begins moving her hips more as I quicken the pace of my tongue.