Once inside her room, I closed the door as Itza pulls off her jersey. In the pre-dawn light, I saw her entire body for the first time. Itza had showed off so often that I thought it would be familiar – she wore so many revealing shirts or shorts. Yet, I was unprepared for how luscious she was in the flesh. Her toned body glowed in the partial light of her bedroom. My eyes drank in her jutting breasts sitting high on her lithe torso, her slight hips and long legs, all waiting for me.

Not yet satisfied, Itza sank again to her knees and grasped my rod. She squeezed hard on the shaft, causing the skin of my prick to swell and darken. Itza opened her mouth and thrust her heard toward the engorged cock head, burying it in her mouth. She started to move her head back and forth, each time impaling herself and taking more of my hard cock. I grasped her hair again, and encouraged her to take more; not believing it was possible, and amazed at her ability to swallow my cock. Most women would lick my cock, and perhaps manage to take the head and an inch or two. Itza had swallowed almost half of my cock in her delicious fuck hole of a mouth.

Itza released my cock head from her lips with a loud pop, and lay back on the bed. As my spit-coated prick swung back and forth in front of her, I reached down and grabbed her arm, and urged her to turn over. I caught a slight smile on her face, as she twisted around and stretched her well-toned body onto the bed. She buried her face in the pillow, and reached out toward the headboard, grasping it with both hands. I remember the dark hue of her olive skin against the pure-white of the sheets she must have taken from the dorms. My hands found her taut, rounded ass as I moved to straddle her legs. I pulled her ass cheeks apart to reveal her perfect rosebud and her glistening pussy lips – soft, pink and ready to be opened with my cock.

“Oh … please … please fuck me Brett“ she breathed into the pillow enveloping her face.

My hands were planted on either side of her, bracing the weight of my upper body, as I slowly rubbed my cock head up and down in her moist slit. Pushing the lips apart with my prick, I coated the purple head with her cunt juices. I didn’t use my hands, and just let my hardened cock probe her hot hole as my hips moved up and down. Teasing her, making her wait, I pushed down onto her clit, mashing it from behind with my hard fuck stick.
Muffled by her pillow, Itza cried out, “Fuck me big man, fuck me now!”
I pushed slowly into Itza’s pussy, feeling her pussy lips stretch to accommodate my thick shaft and engorged cock head. Inch after inch sank into her cunt, as I took more of her. I started to feel slight tremors in Itza that would rise and fall. Each wave would build, crest, and recede, like waves crashing onto a beach. Itza would lie still for a minute, and then I would feel her body tense as another spasm passed through her pussy. I kept pushing slowly in, penetrating her and filling her with m cock.

“Oh … fuck… fuck…” she moaned, as I sank deeper into her hot, wet recesses.

I kept pushing, as her wet pussy unfolding around my cock, and more of the shaft skewering Itza. Five, six, seven inches of cock filled her trembling pussy.

“AIEE! Brett!” she gasped. “Tu tiene un martillo enorme!” I did not understand the rest of what Itza said, crying out in Spanish and thrashing her head from side to side.
With my hands planted on either side of her ass, and legs straddling hers, I kept pushing down and forward, slowly invading her. My prick pushed along the front of her cunt, pushing hard against its hot confines, and stretching her walls. Eight, nine, ten inches of meat was now inside her hot cunt. No woman had taken all of me, and the possibility of burying my entire length into Itza’s pussy drove me further, deeper into her womanhood.

I was breathing heavily now, as the sweat dripped off my chest in the early morning heat of Itza’s bedroom. As I continued to ram into her, big drops of sweat would run off my pectoral muscles and hit her back. Itza was emitting long, low moans, unintelligible words in Spanish and English as I kept up my assault on her cunt. I finally felt my balls rest against her upturned ass, and exhaled hard as I realized that this unbelievable girl had taken my entire prick. 11 and half inches of cock were now deep inside her pussy, and the rise and fall of her pussy tremors were happening more frequently.

“Itza… babe… fuck, you are unbelievable,” I gasped. Usually, I could only get seven or eight inches into a girlfriend before I felt the hard and unyielding knot of muscles that made up her cervix. Experience had taught me to be careful as I bottomed out. It was too easy to cause pain instead of pleasure, as my cock head pushed into her deepest point. I had learned to gently massage a woman’s cervix, rubbing the engorged head into the door to her womb. Yet, Itza lay underneath me, still eluding my prick, unconquered.

My unsatisfied lust demanded that I find her inner door. I arched my back and removed my hands from the bed. My torso moved backwards, balancing my body over her ass with my prick still completely inside her quivering cunt. Stretching my arms out to the side, my muscled body made a huge cross of sweat-covered arms, chest, legs, and prick. I flexed my chest and arms to make my muscles jump. My weight forced my cock slightly deeper into Itza’s cunt, and finally nestled my cock head into her cervix.

“Itza, I have taken your cunt, I have taken all of you,” I breathed. “Cunt” is a powerful word for a woman, and it had the affect I needed from Itza at that moment.

“AIEE… FUCK!” she cried out, burying her head into the pillow, as her hands grasped tightly onto the headboard. I felt a new wave of powerful contractions in her pussy, and a tremor run through her hips and ass, as my cock head continued to push gently into her womb entrance.
As the early morning light started to enter her bedroom, I started to hear voices on the street below. Over Itza’s moans and my breathing, several students passed by, talking on their way to early Mass. I thought if they only knew the delicious sin that was happening so close by, and this made me even more ardent in my reaming of her cunt.

I leaned forward again, bracing my hands on Itza’s ass, and started to pull my long shaft from her pussy. As my cock retreated, I could feel the sweet pull of her sugar walls. I pushed my hips back until only the turgid head remained wedged inside her pussy. Pushing my hips forward, I started to pump in again, now with the measure of her cunt, I knew that my prick would only strike her cervix with a deep hammering thrust into her sex.
Again and again I pulled my cock back and skewered her with a thrust deep into her cunt. I felt my balls, swollen now with lust, press into the moist folds of her pussy mound at the end of each pump. Despite shooting twice into Lisa, I knew that Itza would get another hot load of bull spunk. All my muscles were working now, as I started to piston in and out, sweating and straining with the exertion.

“Fuck … fuck .. fuck!” Itza breathed at the end of each thrust into her pussy.

I was pumping fast now, my cock ramming into her sex, my body straining as all my energy was poured into my assault on her pussy. Prick and pussy, cock and cunt – everything else seemed to fade into the background of her bedroom in the early morning, as I flexed my body and hammered her from behind. Each stroke pushed into her with enough force to reach her cervix, and my flared cock head felt the muscled end of her pussy.
“Brett, oh fuck me, Brett!” cried Itza, as her hands grasped tightly onto the headboard, and her back arched. Her pussy quivered around my hard shaft, and I felt every inch of my almost foot-long cock buried in her deep, hot cunt.

Finally, after the long ride, I needed to cum. Pumping hard into Itza, I felt my cock head push again into her cervix. Holding my breath, I let the contractions of my balls overcome any control, and spurt after spurt of spunk erupted from my cock and struck against her womb head. I felt my balls contracting, as more cum erupted through my long shaft and filling Itza’s soaked cunt. Itza was moaning continuously now, her hands still grasping the headboard, her head buried into her pillow.