Itza, The Girl Who Took It All, Part II

I decided to spend the day at the library – studying and getting some distance on the events of the previous night. After kissing Lisa and making plans to meet in the afternoon, I walked to campus and along the elm-lined Mall. The day was already quite warm, and students were lounging on the ground or crowding the steps of the buildings that lined the walkway. I walked passed Bro Cope, the wan religious fanatic at his usual place near the old auditorium. He held out his sign that read ‘Fornicators! You will BURN in HELL!’ and shook his bony fist at me. I just grinned at him, and continued to the library at the head of the Mall. After some circling in the stacks, I found a cubicle in the back overlooking the rapidly greening walkways behind the library.

I opened my text, but it seemed even more impenetrable than usual. Trying to work, I went over my notes, and attempted one of the assigned proofs. Yet, my mind kept returning to Itza and how she was drawn to my huge cock. She was not the first woman to react that way. Her intensity was very different however and incredibly exciting. I certainly felt guilty about fucking my girlfriend’s roommate, but I also suspected it would happen again. Itza had opened a door – I finally realized the full power of my prick over women, and the thought was intoxicating. If I could simply take a woman like Itza in the middle of the night, I could fuck any woman, or ask anything of them. Where would that end?

My thoughts wandered to earlier experiences, other girls and their reactions to my big cock. I grew to over six feet by eighth grade, and towered over most of my classmates. My body had also changed – a few corded muscles, a light beard, sparse hair on my chest, and voice that was noticeably lower than most of the male teachers. On the edge of manhood, I stood out from my other classmates. I was somewhat bookish and as awkward as any teen, but my body quickly propelled me into new experiences.

Amy sat behind me in eight grade homeroom. I had always liked her, and we would often get in trouble for talking or passing notes. She was an ordinary girl with messy, dark hair and perhaps a little overweight. However, during a six-month family trip to Tahiti, she had somehow transformed into a sexy young woman – hair in tresses cascading onto her tanned shoulders and jutting breasts squeezed into tight polo shirts. Her weight loss and new wardrobe were the talk of the boy’s locker room. Amy asked me out first, and we were soon making out in her basement or in hiding places she knew in the women’s college next door to her house. I was eager to fuck, and remember how horny and desperate those make out sessions were for me. Yet, Amy knew what she was willing to do and when, so we progressed slowly from kissing to groping.

One day, we found our way into a music practice room, and dropped into a corner of the soundproof room. After a hot session of kissing, Amy finally reached for the fly on my straining Levis. After some giggling and pulling, she finally managed to get my hard prick. My cock stood out from my jeans, jerking slightly as it grew to its full length of over 9 inches.

“Oh my God, Brett, I don’t believe it,” she gasped. Amy’s eyes never left my cock as she reached out for my thick shaft.

“I thought you were big … that some guys were bigger, … “ she continued, staring and leaning in closer to my prick.

Amy started to stroke my cock, running her hand up and down the turgid shaft. I just leaned my head back, breathing raggedly, drunk with the experience of my first handjob. I don’t know if this was her first experience, but she seemed mesmerized – pumping my cock in long strokes and pausing to squeeze my thick meat behind the flared head. Amy added a second hand so that both were know attached to my fuck stick, as her arms worked up and down. Her face was now inches away from the piss slit, as it started to run with precum. We were both transfixed, silent, with our breathing the only sound in the booth. Finally, I was going to cum, and knew enough to warn Amy.

“Oh fuck, Amy, I am going to shoot!”

“Mmm please, Brett, I want to see that, please do it,” she rasped as her hands pumped faster, sliding up and down my taut shaft.

She moved her head back, as my balls started to contract. All my pent-up teenage desire was released, as rope after rope of cum shot from my prick and landed on the opposite wall. I heard Amy moan lasciviously as she watched the ribbons of spunk shoot from my cock to produce an obscene trail on the wall and floor between my legs. She never moved, never stopped pumping my cock through the long shower of cum. Amy finally looked up and me, an unfamiliar and hungry look in her beautiful green eyes.

“Brett, can we do that again?” she asked with a mischievous smile.

Something had just changed with Amy. Touching my cock and making it shoot had somehow shifted our relationship. Amy was not the gatekeeper to our sexual relationship any longer, and my enormous cock had become the object. Even a 14-year-old girl, just on the cusp of maturing, was drawn inexorably to it. I had not expected this change, but realized how it gave me an advantage.

I dated Amy until we went to different high schools. After we broke up, I thought it would be a while before I had another girlfriend. A girl again asked me out – a friend of Amy’s, a girl I recognized from the field hockey team. I quickly realized that she knew everything about me. During our first date, we started making out, and she immediately started to rub my cock through my jeans.

“Oh fuck, Amy didn’t lie,” she breathed as her slender hand rubbed my cock head.

This started a pattern throughout high school. I would get asked out by a girl, and on our first date would get a hand job. Older girls often asked me out, which was unheard of for a freshman. I got my first blowjob from a junior – a self-confident and big-titted blonde with a college boyfriend. She had asked me to help her with her math homework, and more or less attacked me in her basement. I remember how she licked and sucked it, trying to shove it in her mouth. She kept moaning and crying out as she worked my cock, telling me that I was so much bigger than her boyfriend. I helped with her math a lot and she eventually took most of my prick down her hot throat.

I also started to find my place in the hierarchy of high school – lettering in football my freshman year playing tight end. The locker room was where my reputation really started. In the group shower, the center of attention was a prick that suddenly hung long and thick between my legs. Other kids would stare, and some of the bold ones would make comments about my prick. Evan as a freshman, I got a lot of quiet respect from my classmates, even the older guys.

It was always about the monster between my legs.

I lost my virginity at 15 to a casual girl friend. We both felt safe enough with the other to actually take the leap under a pile of blankets in the back of my brother’s pickup truck. She didn’t see my prick, but did guide it into her pussy. I remember the look of astonishment and some panic on her face, as I lay on top of her, gently pushing into her tight cunt. I only managed to get about half in, before she asked me to stop. After a half hour of rhythmic thrusting, I shot inside her. It was actually very romantic, and we both felt happy, relaxed, and like we had passed a milestone in our young lives. For me, it really opened the gates. I realized what I could do with my cock, how much I could make girls respond, and I loved all of it. In particular, I loved getting women to respond to me. I spent the next few years fucking any girl I could, which was often surprisingly easy – girlfriends, their friends, a few of their sisters.

I finally realized that 2 hours had passed with my text open in front of me. I quickly packed my books, and headed out of the library. I decided to work out at the recreation center, and clear my head. Afterwards, my legs and arms felt bulky and heavy from the long exertion. I met Lisa, and we spent some time in town, talking about the upcoming NCAA tournament, and enjoying our Sunday afternoon. I felt awkward with Lisa, having secretly fucked her roommate only a few hours before. Yet, it was reassuring to spend time with her too. Perhaps I could forget about Itza.

Later in the evening, we were studying together and lounging in the living room at her house. Lisa surprised me by leaning over and kissing me. Even with a girl as sexually charged as Lisa, I usually initiated our lovemaking. She seemed intent, even anxious to start something. We began to kiss, mashing our lips together as we hungrily tasted each other. I stroked Lisa’s long hair, as I traced my tongue along her shoulders and neck, gently kissing and biting her smooth skin. Lisa suddenly stood up, and pulled me from the couch to head upstairs.

Safely in her bedroom, Lisa and I quickly stripped our sweats and t-shirts and dumped these on the floor. I pulled her naked body into mine, and kissed her ardently, plunging my tongue into her supple mouth. I felt her push her breasts into me, as she arched her back and I felt the heat from her body. My hands ran up her side, and cupped each full, luscious breast. Lisa moaned in appreciation, but she suddenly changed, placing her hands on my shoulders, and gently turned me around to face her bed.

“Relax, Brett, let me… please” she whispered as she encouraged me onto the bed.

As soon as my body was prone, she started to massage my feet. She took each size 14.5 foot in turn, kneading and rubbing with her strong fingers. At first frustrated that Lisa wanted to control the pace, I started to relax to her trained hands. Slowly, Lisa started to work up my corded calves and legs. My muscles still felt heavy and bulky from working out earlier, began to warm under her touch.

“I love your body, Brett, so big, so masculine” she breathed as she continued to push on my muscled legs.

“Ever since I first watched you at practice, I wanted this body,” she continued, “and, I love what you do with it.”

Lisa’s hands moved to my upper legs, pressing and working as she moved towards my ass. My cock, fully hard, pressed painfully into her bed and my abdominals as Lisa pushed into my corded leg muscles. I expected her to move to my ass, but instead she straddled my legs, and began to work on my shoulders. I felt her hot pussy brush against my legs, as she leaned forward to knead my back.

“Mmm … you are so good Lisa, you know how to take care of me,” I said in a low rumble, as Lisa’s hands continued to work.

“Anything for you, Brett, you know that,” she said, a hint of need in her normally assertive voice.

As she kept up her attention on my broad back, Lisa’s pussy ground into my legs, mashing her pussy lips on my skin. I felt her wet cunt as she moved her hips back and forth slightly. I reacted by flexing my leg muscles and pushing my legs slightly up into her moist triangle. I heard Lisa moan, and felt her move quickly backwards, freeing me to flip onto my back. Released from its trap between my thick body and her bed, by huge cock sprang up, towering over my groin, and waving slightly under its own weight. Lisa lunged forward, encircling my prick with her hand, and drawing the swollen head to her lips.

“Oh, Brett, I love your huge cock, you are such a man, such a fucking stud,” she gasped as her tongue found my piss slit, slick with precum, and pushed the head into her mouth.

Lisa sucked the fat head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the crown, as it stretched her lips around the crown. I felt her teeth gently scrape backwards on the crown, and dig deliciously into the tender flesh behind its ridge.

“Oh fuck, Lisa. Babe … you’re so fucking good … you’re such a good cocksucker!” I moaned, as Lisa worked my wet cock head.

I leaned up on my elbows to watch my girlfriend’s head move around the end of my long prick. Her head moved back, releasing my cock as she started to lick the veined shaft. I felt her talented tongue as it moved up and down, licking every inch. Lisa’s head would move in a long, slow arc, as she ran her tongue from my shaved pubes, along the shaft, and finally trace the ridge of its plum-sized head. Reaching down, I grabbed my turgid shaft with my hand, and sawed its head and shaft across her open mouth, feeling her teeth lightly brush my hot flesh. I watched as Lisa moved her head back to again engulf my monster.

“FUCK!” I shouted out as Lisa impaled her mouth on my thick spear.

No woman could ever deep throat me, but she could push over two thirds of my cock down her hot, wet throat. Lisa plunged repeatedly down on my cock, fucking herself with my prick, pushing my fuck meat into her mouth. Lisa was moaning, intent on taking more of my prick. Each fuck stroke forced my cock into her sinful, sucking mouth, and make a little squelch as she swallowed my monster. Lisa kept her hand on it, unable to completely encircle the base of my thick cock with her strong fingers. Her other hand was working my bull balls, squeezing them hard, pulling and kneading as she blew me. Her head would snap down as I fucked her face and she gave me more of that hot hole. She kept this up for a long time, as I watched her suck my cock. Finally, I was on the edge and ready to shoot.

“FUCK … FUCK … I need to cum babe!” I cried out, as Lisa took my cock deep into her throat, deeper than ever into her scorching mouth.

My balls tightened, and I felt the familiar spasm engulf my sex. Rope after rope of hot, burning cum, flew through my prick and into her sucking mouth. The load quickly filled her mouth, and started to spray out of her mouth, as my cock continued to jerk and pump.

Breathing hard, I gripped my shaft as the last jets of cum spurt into her mouth. I was still rock hard, as I looked down at her beautiful face as she held my cum, letting it bathe the now-sensitive head. Finally, I saw her cheeks contract and throat jump as she swallowed the hot, salty load. Lisa let my cock out with a loud pop, as it swung back from her face to again point straight up from my body. She looked up, eyes closed, as we both relaxed.

“Brett, tell me I am the only one,” she said, suddenly eyes wide open and looking directly at me. Fuck, I thought, she knows about Itza.

“Lisa, I love you,” I replied, truthfully, but not honestly.

Not wanting to say anything else, I pulled Lisa up beside me, my softening cock rubbing along her taut athlete’s body. Lisa kissed my legs and chest as she moved onto the bed. Moving onto my knees in front of her, I pushed her legs apart to reveal her shaved cunt mound, glistening with her excitement. I leaned down to taste her delicious pussy, licking along its protruding lips, and into the moist crevice of her flowing sex. Up and down, I flicked my tongue, tasting her juices, and teasing her tender flesh. Lisa was moaning now, grasping my hair in both hands, and directing my flicking tongue. My mouth found her hard clit, and I sucked it in, nibbling gently with my teeth.

“Oh…Oh …Oh …Brett … Yes, eat my pussy!” she cried as her hips rocked into my face.

Her pussy seemed to pulse with excitement, as I licked and sucked, drinking in her excitement. I let a long trail of spit fall onto her exposed clit, and then spread the wetness around with my tongue. Lisa gasped loudly, pushing my head into her sex, and I felt her legs tremble.

Hard again, I needed to spear her. I moved forward so that my nuts mashed against her pussy, and pulled back to drag my hardened cock over her wet lips and protruding clit. Sawing my prick back and forth, I coated it with her pussy cream, mashing into her clit, and causing Lisa to push her hips upward to grind harder into my swollen meat.

“Brett, oh, I need your cock, fuck me now, fuck me, don’t tease me!” gasped Lisa as I worked her pussy.

Gripping the thick shaft again, I used the head to push her swollen clit back and forth, rubbing my engorged helmet into her most tender cunt flesh. Again, holding my prick, I drummed on her exposed clit with my fuck stick. Lisa’s fists were clenching with each strike against her excited pussy, and I felt tremors in her flesh as she started to cum. I knew well this point, this moment of yielding. I pulled back and found her opening with my hot cock. Now pushing forward, Lisa’s pussy stretched to accommodate my thick spear.

“Open for me, babe,” I said, part plea, part command, but undeniable all the same.

My long cock slid into her slick cunt, pushing her flesh apart, penetrating her sex. I looked into Lisa’s eyes, unfocused, but beautiful as I entered her.

“Fuck … fuck … fuck,” she moaned, rhythmically, as I pushed deeper into her pussy. I knew how much she could take. Her body shone with sweat and her big breasts swayed slightly.

I pushed in, inch after inch of red-hot prick in her pussy. My hands on either side of her body, my hips moving down and forward to skewer her on my big cock. I finally felt the hard flesh of her cervix, as more than 10 inches of prick were buried in her steaming hole. Pausing, I leaned down and kissed her breasts, her neck, her lips.

“I love you, babe, love fucking you, love pleasing you,” breathing these words into her ear, as I felt her roll her hips back and thrust her cunt mound upwards.


“Brett. I love you, I would do anything for you,” she moaned, looking into my eyes.

I began to flex my hips and pump my monster prick in and out of her pussy. I felt waves of contractions from deep within Lisa, as a series of orgasms pulsed through her body. Each wave lifted her body, causing her to moan in pleasure. Our eyes were locked together, as I pumped – long, slow, powerful strokes – pulling out to my rigid cock head was just gripped by her pussy to the final delicious push into the door to her womb. Pushing one leg and then the other up, I grasped Lisa’s ankles in my one hand, and placed the other on her no upturned ass. I started to piston more quickly into her cunt.

“Take it, babe, take me deep,” I breathed as my cock plunged in and out. Lisa was beyond words as I fucked her harder and faster. Her pussy was overflowing with juices as my cock filled her with each stroke. I felt how slick her mound and legs had become against my pumping prick, my slapping balls, and hammering hips. I squeezed my hand tightly around both ankles, and pushed her legs back towards her head. Her cunt hole was taking each thrust, engulfing my prick, and sheathing it in trembling cunt flesh.

Again, I felt my balls tighten, as my body readied another load of burning spunk. I plunged in deep, pushing hard into Lisa’s cervix one last time, before pulling my throbbing prick from her cunt. Lisa shrieked as my rigid spear began to jump and spurt cum. Long jets of cum erupted from my cock head, shooting through her legs and landing on her belly and heaving tits. Shot after shot, I covered her bald mound and body in trails of white junk. Her hands moved reflexively toward the juices now covering her torso, and began to spread it on her body. I watched as her hands played in my cum, and as she massaged it into her skin.

I fell forward onto Lisa’s prone body, mashing my sweaty frame onto her cum-coated body. Kissing deeply, we relaxed in each other ‘s arms, and drifted off to sleep. Yet, I awoke a few hours later, and despite the deep satisfaction, wondered if Itza might be awake. Lisa’s arm and leg were firmly clamped around my body, so I could not move. I lay there, thinking of what more I could ask, but still feeling it might be within my reach.

The next morning, I was gathering my workout gear and some textbooks. Itza suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing me by my hips, and leaning in to whisper.

“Aiee, Brett, you have never visited me again, you must not want me,” she taunted. Turning, I grabbed her face in my hands, and kissed her mouth, hard. Reluctantly, we moved apart, and Itza seemed surprisingly flushed.

“Itza, I will come in my time, don’t doubt me.” Before she could answer, we both heard Lisa return from her morning run, and start up the old stairs. We separated quickly, Itza ducking into her room, and me slinging my bag.

School and fencing intervened for the next few days, so it was Friday night before I got a chance to see Lisa again. We had gone out, dancing and drinking, and finally headed back to her house at 1 am. We grabbed each other and started kissing, leaving a trail of clothes on the stairs. Our shirts and socks now both off, Lisa and I kissed and groped as we made our way clumsily to her room. I noticed that Itza’s light shined from under her bedroom door. Once inside her room, Lisa and I started kissing, biting, and licking each other with renewed fervor. I held her beautiful face in both hands and paused.

“Lisa, would you really do anything for me?” I asked quietly. She looked puzzled, but she turned her face upwards, and she now showed a look of excitement. Perhaps this question was what she really wanted from me.

“Yes, Brett, anything, I only say what I mean,” she replied seriously. Her hands moved down my muscled torso, searching for my belt. Lisa perhaps anticipated some other request, but I knew what I wanted.

“I love you, Lisa, always” I said tenderly, and kissed her. She smiled as her hands worked on my belt buckle. I decided to make the leap.

“Lisa, go down the hall, and ask Itza to join us, babe,” I said steadily. Lisa’s eyes flashed surprise and some anger. Her hands stopped moving and held my belt. Thinking back on this moment, I can still hear the noise of both our hearts pumping, and nothing else. I waited for Lisa to answer, not knowing what would come.

“Brett, you know how much I hate that bitch!” she finally spat. She looked upset, and I thought I had made a mistake.

“We can all fuck, it’s what I want, and I still love you,” I said steadily, stroking her cheek lightly. I knew that this request could not be taken back, or blamed on drunkenness. Lisa dropped her hands from my belt, and turned towards the door. I only had to wait a few minutes – Itza later told me they did not even speak. Both women reappeared looking somewhat anxious. Itza wasted no time, however.

“Aiee, Brett, you are such a big man, you take two pussies,” she said with a lascivious smile as she moved forward and placed a hand on my broad chest. Lisa, shocked somewhat at Itza’s words, moved to the other side. I turned and kissed Lisa long and hard, and whispered in her ear.

“I love you, don’t forget,” trailing a kiss down her neck.

This relaxed her, as she returned her hand to my belt. Lisa undid my buckle, and both girls pulled down my jeans. I kicked off my pants and briefs, as both girls peeled off their clothes, and kneeled in front of me. My cock, long and thick, waved between the two women. Below their entranced faces, I watched their curvaceous breasts rise and fall with each breath. Again, Itza was first, darting her tongue out to lick up and down my veined shaft. List quickly added her tongue, each now bathing my shaft, but avoiding each other’s lips. They were in the same room, and working on the same cock, but I had not yet brought them together.

“Suck my cock,” I moaned and leaned my head back, enjoying their attention to my fuck spear. I had a hand in each woman’s hair, and watched both taste my cock, but avoid each other’s searching tongues. Itza took my thickened cock head, and sucked hard on the plum-sized head, shoving the first few inches of cock into her mouth. I felt Lisa start to lightly scrape her teeth along the swollen shaft. My cock shined now with spit, and Lisa moved underneath to tongue my balls, and to dart her tongue behind my sack. I flexed my hips, pushing another inch of cock meat into Itza’s mouth, and grinding into Lisa’s hot mouth, as both girls serviced me. Itza and Lisa were competing – using their lips, teeth, and tongue to excite me more.

“Oh fuck, yes,” I said earnestly as Lisa moved her head between my legs, and her tongue flicked between my balls and asshole. Itza continued to suck and run her tongue over my stud prick, pushing her tongue into my piss slit, and flicking at the tender underside of my cock head.

“Mmm, I want Lisa first,” I said, taking Lisa’s hand and pulling her up. My cock popped out of Itza’s mouth, and she started to protest, but followed Lisa and I to her bed. I quickly removed the last of Lisa’s clothes as she lay back on her bed, Itza now running her hands over my corded back and shoulders. I pushed Lisa’s legs to the side, exposing her shaved cunt, and placed my spit-slick cock at her hole.

“Itza, take my cock, put it into my girlfriends pussy,” I said insistently. Without a pause, Itza moved to my side, and grabbed my prick with her hand. She was not able to encircle the mighty shaft. I leaned forward as Itza guided my cock into Lisa’s pussy.

“Fuck me, Brett, I need your cock, I want your cock, fuck me!” cried out Lisa, as the engorged head spread her pussy lips wide. I pushed in quickly, feeling her pussy walls expand to accommodate my invading cock. Inch after inch went into my girlfriend’s hot cunt hole. Itza kept her hand on my prick as I slid into Lisa. I kept pushing until her fingers bumped into Lisa’s puffy lips. All of us moaned simultaneously. I started to withdraw from Lisa, and push back into her pussy. Itza held my cock, and moved her hand back and forth, as I started to fuck my girlfriend faster.

“I don’t think you can take all of him, Lisa,” Itza said with a decidedly evil tone.

“You bitch,” Lisa spat, as I pistoned into her pussy with Itza gripping my tool. I turned to her to see a lascivious smile, and kissed her hard, intertwining our tongues. Itza dropped her mouth to my chest, and took a nipple in her mouth. Biting fiercely at the hardened flesh, I flexed my big pecs under her sexy mouth, encouraging her to bite harder. Lisa’s pussy was now flowing with juices as we fucked harder and faster. With each thrust, I was now banging Itza’s hand into Lisa’s slick opening. Itza finally removed her hand, and more of my cock began penetrating Lisa. Itza had her other hand stroking my back and ass as I pumped. I would feel her long fingers run from my lower back to my ass with each thrust. I leaned down, and kissed Lisa, playing my tongue over hers.

“Lisa, you can take it all, I know you can, babe, show Itza how we fuck,” I said, thriving in the competition between my lovers. I hammered into her cunt, pushing more of my fuck meat into her hot hole. Again and again, I thrust my hips forward, and finally felt the hard end to her cunt. I had 10 inches of prick inside my girlfriend, but did not think any more was possible. Tears started to well in Lisa’s eyes, as she flung her head side to side and started to cum.

“Oh, fuck me, fuck me, Brett, Big Man,” she gasped as my prick pushed into her cervix with each rhythmic thrust. I smiled, realizing that this is what Itza also called me. Lisa’s body was convulsing as waves of pleasure overtook her. I kept pumping through her long, loud cum. Itza licking my chest and running her hands over my abs and hips. Lisa kept cumming for a long time, skewering her body as my cock kept driving into her cunt. I withdrew my cock, causing a flow of pussy juice to slide from her hole as my fuck stick left her still-convulsing hole. Itza immediately dove onto my prick, capturing the pussy-wet cock head in her mouth, and moaning loudly.

“Mmm, you like the taste Lisa’s pussy, don’t you, babe?” I asked as Itza sucked and licked at the huge knob.

I rolled over on my back, and pulled Lisa over my body. Placing my hands on her hips, I turned her to face away from me. Lisa knew instinctively what I wanted now. She raised her high on her strong, fencer’s legs, to allow my almost foot-long cock to reach under her hips and to probe again at her cunt hole. Itza was again running her hands over my body, and moved to kiss me ardently, as Lisa slid reverse cowgirl down onto my hot cock. I watched as Lisa’s athletic body pushed down to again take my cock in her pussy. My sword slid into her wet sheath, and again pushed into her cervix. I reached around to run my hands around her heaving tits, massaging her excited flesh.

“You see, you cannot satisfy him, you cannot take his big cock,” Itza taunted as she removed her mouth from mine. Lisa did not respond this time, but I felt her push down onto my cock. I was as deep as ever in Lisa, but my cock was pushing hard into the knotted muscles that protected her womb. I did not want to hurt her, but Itza had pushed the right buttons.

“Aiee, but I took it all, Lisa, did Brett not tell you?” hissed Itza as one of her hands found her roommate’s back.

“You fucking bitch!” cried Lisa, as she twisted her body to avoid Itza’s massaging hands, but still impaled on my long cock. Lisa grunted and pushed down again with her hips. Suddenly, I felt her cervix move to the side, shifting from my swollen cock head, and allowing the last inch of prick to penetrate her body. My cock was now lodged entirely in her pussy, the big head stuck into her fornix and her cervix pushed to the side. I threw my head back in ecstasy – Lisa had taken it all too. Itza was trailing her tongue down the middle of my chest, teasing my nipples and flicking over my abdomen.

“Oh fuck, babe, I love you,” I exclaimed, as Lisa ground her hips onto my buried cock. Itza moved her head next to mine, and whispered in my ear.

“But, you love me, too, Big Man,” she said quietly so that Lisa could not hear, and yet without a hint of doubt.

I was ready to shoot. Holding Lisa’s tits in my clenching hands, I felt my enormous cock swell even more, as I started to shoot into her stretched hole. I pumped several long, scorching jets of cum, holding my prick deep inside. Pulling back on her body, she fell against my chest. Pulling her body further, my still-spurting cock emerged from her cunt. More jets of cum flew from my prick and coated her pussy mound, legs, and belly. Lisa was shaking uncontrollably, cumming and cumming. I feel like my balls were drained, there is so much cum in her pussy and coating her body.

“Show me, Itza, eat my cum from her,” I shouted, now lost in my selfish need for both women. Itza flipped around in front of Lisa’s splayed legs and right into her exposed and dripping triangle. Lisa shrieked, as Itza pushed her face into her smooth pussy. I heard both women moaning as I watch Itza lick at her cum-coated cunt lips.

“Itza, you wanted my cum, take it from Lisa,” I gasped. Itza wildly licks at Lisa’s pussy, running her tongue in her slit, and over her cunt mound, picking up traces of spunk on her tongue, and rolling the white essence into her mouth. My prick has remained as hard as a spear, and points straight toward the ceiling between Lisa’s spread legs. Itza starts to lick and suck my shaft, chasing more of my cum and Lisa’s pussy juices.

“Taste her pussy, Itza, take it from my cock,” I exhorted, lost in the pleasure of Itza servicing both Lisa and me. Suddenly, Lisa spoke.

“Yes, bitch, suck my pussy, lick my juices off of my boyfriend’s big cock, you FUCKING bitch!” Lisa yelled harshly, enjoying how this encouraged Itza to lick faster.

I was ready for more. I moved from underneath Lisa, letting her fall back onto the bed, and moved around behind Itza. I rubbed my hands over Itza’s round, taut ass, as she continued to kiss and lick her roommate’s shaved cunt. Itza got onto her hands and knees, still with ther face mashed into Lisa’s wet snatch, now ass in the air. Lisa’s eyes flashed, not knowing what might happen. My thick cock waved in the air, as I positioned it at Itza’s hole.

“Brett,” she pleaded, as I rubbed my cock head in the glistening opening. Itza stopped eating Lisa for a moment.

“Fuck me, Big Man, I want all of that beautiful prick!” cried Itza.

“I need this pussy, too, babe,” I said without hesitation, and started to push my long, thick cock into my new girlfriend’s pussy. In one thrust, I pushed my entire length into Itza’s slick cunt. I hear Itza shouting now, muffled through the blood pounding in my ears, and Lisa crying out, as she started to cum again on Itza’s face and mouth. I start to pump, hard and fast, as all 11 ½ inches of prick hammer Itza from behind. Machine like, unstopping, I fuck Itza.

“FUCK … FUCK … FUCK!” I shouted as my hips banged into Itza, my balls slapping hard against her wet pussy mound. After my first cum, I have incredible stamina – I am all muscle, all man, all hard unyielding cock. I relentlessly fuck Itza’s hot cunt, feeling waves of contractions as she starts cumming.

“Lisa, babe, get underneath,” I ask, hearing the words in the room, but surprised at what I said. Lisa hesitated for a moment, but then twists her body around underneath Itza. She moves further under the olive-toned body in front of me, and I hear Itza cry out when Lisa’s tongue finds her pussy. The girls are mashing their full tits together, with Lisa’s head now locked onto Itza’s mound.

“I knew you liked pussy, roomie,” purred Itza. I smiled at this, knowing how this will drive Lisa.

My balls are swinging with each powerful stroke, mashing into Lisa’s head as she licks and sucks the steaming cunt above her face. I feel Lisa’s tongue find where my shaft enters Itza’s pussy hole, and the joining of tongue, cock, and pussy finally sends me over the precipice. I pull my wet cock from Itza’s grasping pussy, and hold it in both hands and rope after rope of cum spurts from its end. Itza collapses forward as my cum flies onto her ass and pussy. Several shots strike Lisa, covering her forehead and face with hot goo. This second load, almost as big as the first of the night, seems to last forever – long gushing shot after shot of spunk for Lisa and Itza.

Finally, my prick stops shooting, as Lisa starts to move the spunk around her face, sucking on her fingers, and licking at Itza’s tender cunt flesh. I collapsed on the bed next to both women. Much later, I would awake to find Itza and Lisa on opposite sides of my body, each with a hand on my broad chest, sleeping quietly.

No love triangle lasts forever, and this one was no different. For a few weeks, I slept with both girls. Lisa, Itza, and I would go out to parties together, and I had two hot and willing girlfriends. Everyone knew – our teammates, our friends – but no one asked about our relationship. I could take one girl or the other or both at the same time. We spent hours tangled on the crowded double bed in Lisa’s room. We fucked every day, too many combinations to count. The girls competed for my body, my cock, my cum.

Yet, I knew all along who would eventually win out. I still loved Lisa, but my need had grown, and Itza simply wanted it more. One day, Lisa came home early to find me ass fucking Itza in the tub. I was close to cumming as Itza’s asshole squeezed my rigid prick, and I could only keep fucking her. As Lisa stood in the doorway watching, tears filled her eyes, and I knew our triangle was broken. Lisa retreated from the room, and we barely spoke after that. I did not come by the house, and avoided each other at practice. At the end of the semester, Lisa went home, and I moved back in with Itza. I had made my choice.

(any chance we could get some specifics on the assfucking, great story tho!)

Hey man as always, I loveeeeee your stories they not only turn me on but also help me cum. I love to masturbate reading them. Keep them cumming especially with hot latina girls like Itza

Great stuff, as usual. You strike an excellent balance between real-world plausibility and over-the-top fantasy. It works really well.

A small note -- you don't really need details like "I am all muscle, all man, all hard unyielding cock." You've already established your protagonist -- well, yourself, I suppose -- as a stud, so you're really gilding the lily at that point. There's no reason a guy with an eleven-inch cock and two hotties in his bed needs to do any boasting, even in a fantasy like this.

Thanks, espreggels, point taken. I think one of the objectives for these stories is to communicate the emotions of the moment, and that can sometimes mean reiterating characteristics of the characters. I tend to like a lot of background, and some people seem to like it, some not. I will re-look at whether this was too heavy-handed though.

Sparky

if I was having my way with two women at once I'd probubly brag to them while I was doing it !

Thanks again for the comments here and the pm's from readers. I finished editing Part 1 and Part 2 of this story, and have submitted these to Literotica - 100% free sex stories, erotic audio, adult fiction with wifeslut, bdsm, etc!. (My grammar really crashed at the end of this draft!) It takes a few days to get approved on that site, but you can always check out the list of published stories at the following.

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Sparky

Don't get me wrong -- the story was fantastic. That was just a minor, minor note I had. Keep it up!