Chapter 17: Isaac
I barely noticed the large doorman giving us the evil eye as Amy dragged me across the lobby to the elevator that would carry us to her apartment. I barely noticed the inside of elevator, as well, because we were making out like a couple of horny teenagers the moment the doors slid closed.
We weren’t shit-faced now, so Amy was keenly aware of the video camera located in one corner near the ceiling. She knew the doorman had the video monitor at the front desk and was probably watching us like a Peeping Tom. We did some pretty passionate kissing, but kept our hands to ourselves. At least until we were out of the elevator and inside her apartment.
Amy strutted in front of me toward the bathroom, stripping off her sweaty running clothes as she went, playfully tossing them over her shoulder at me. I ignored her Spandex pants, t-shirt, and sweaty sports bra, but when her wet panties hit me in the face, I clutched them to my nose like a bunch of wildflowers and inhaled deeply. The mix of salty sweat and sweet pussy juices made me smile.
“Get those clothes off and get your big cock in here,” she ordered as she opened the glass shower door and stepped inside. The shower was big enough for four people, expensively tiled with jets along the walls and a large rain shower head above. Amy turned on the water and leaned back to let the cool shower wash the sweat from her hair.
I paused to take in every inch of her body, committing it to memory so I could imagine it clearly in my dreams—or when I was doing other things. I licked my lips as I watched her soaping up her big titties and bush, sliding the soap between her pussy lips and around to her sweet ass. Beautiful. Seductive. Fucking amazing. In my mind she was moving in slow motion. I took my time getting undressed, but didn’t take my eyes off her body. Her nipples were like big raspberry candies on round melons of white. Her clit was swollen beneath the veil of neatly trimmed curls.
My cock was so hard it ached, screaming to be set free. I tugged off my shirt and kicked off my boots and socks, then shimmied out of my jeans and underwear. My cock bounced free like a divining rod on the hunt for fresh water. Or clean pussy.
I stepped into the shower and closed the door, then moved in close to Amy with my hands waxing circles around her soapy tits. My mouth found hers, then our tongues began to duel. She sucked on my tongue like it was a cock, pulling it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it until I could feel it in my balls.
She took my cock in her soapy hands and started sliding them back and forth along the nine-inch shaft, squeezing the head, making my toes curl with every stroke. Her left hand found my balls, then slid underneath to tease my taint.
“You feel so good,” she said, biting at my ear as the water came down over us. “I love your hard cock… I don’t ever want to let it go.”
“I may need it occasionally,” I said as my hands soaped their way around to her tight ass. My fingers dug in and pulled her close. She held my cock tightly and swirled the head around her clit and between her lips.
“I want your big cock inside me now,” she said, hands working me to the brink. My fingers slid between her legs. Her pussy was hotter than the water coming from the shower. My fingers glided inside her. Her moans echoed off the walls.
“Fuck me from behind,” she said, letting me go and turning her back. She braced her palms against the wall and stuck out her ass. “Fuck my pussy, Isaac… hard… like before… hurry… before I die…”
The shower filled with steam that coated our bodies with a film of sweat as I put my hands on her hips and guided my cock toward her waiting pussy. Her asshole winked at me. I smiled and brushed it with my soapy fingers. We’d become better acquainted later on. For now, I wanted the wet heat of her cunt suctioning my throbbing cock.
I held my cock steady and pushed the bulbous head to her hole. She was hot and wet with her own juices and soap, well-lubed and ready to please. I slid in easily one inch, then two, then three… When the tip of my cock hit her innermost wall, I dug my fingers into her ass and started rocking my hips back and forth. I watched my cock disappear and reappear inside her. Her hole stretched to accommodate me. It held on tight when I withdrew, then welcomed me back for another thrust.
“Oh… fuck…” Amy moaned, her head bowed. I reached around and clutched her big titties as they hung from her chest, keeping my hips moving, feet firmly planted. Amy pushed her ass toward me and growled like an animal in heat. “Faster… Isaac… fuck me… hard… fast… make me… cum… make me… cum… hard…”
I grabbed her sides and sped up the motion of my thrusts, hammering into her so hard her big tits swung like melons. I could feel the heat in my balls, lava flowing, the eruption building… I was going to cum and cum hard, but only when Amy was…
“Ready…” she whispered urgently. “Oh… fuck… yes… yes… yesssssss….”
Amy bucked her ass against me as she came, gushing hot juices out over my cock and balls like a dam about to break. The moment I felt her pussy spasm around my cock, I literally exploded inside her. I pushed in as far as I could go and tightened my muscles as I filled her with what felt like gallons of hot cum. My body shook hard against her.
Amy screamed and came again.
And again.
And again.
“Holy… shit…” she moaned after she finally caught her breath. She glanced back over her shoulder at me and flashed a devious smile. Her hair was soaked and in her eyes. With my cock still deep inside her, I pulled back her hair between my hands and gave it a playful tug.
“That was fucking… amazing…” I said, panting the words.
“Yes…” Amy sighed happily. “Fucking… amazing… fucking.”
I smiled and stepped back so she could straighten up and turn toward me. My cock slid from her and dangled happily between my legs, pacified at least for the moment.
“I am so glad you showed up,” she said, putting her arms around my neck and pulling my lips to hers. “You saved me from having a very lousy weekend.”
“I’m glad I showed up, too,” I said, pulling her close. I put my hands on her cheeks and tilted her eyes to mine. “Don’t ever run away from me again. Do you understand? Ever.”
“Don’t worry, my prince,” she said with a dreamy smile. “Your Cinderella ain’t going anywhere.”