Shattering the Myth Read Online Free

Shattering the Myth
Pages:
Go to
fuck a bald-headed man. It meant I would have two heads to lick instead of just one.
    Geren let me down just long enough to finish taking off my clothes, which he did with a quickness. Within the next two minutes, everything from my sneakers to my panties was soaking up water on the floor. He picked me back up against the wall, with the water cascading down both of our bodies, and I could feel the head of his dick rubbing up against my baby-fine pussy hairs. His big body felt so good up against my tiny frame. The other two men I had been with were small men, but Geren outweighed me two to one, and his dick was so huge.
    I felt the head of his dick invade my pussy walls, and thenhis entire dick was inside me. It was so big that I almost felt paralyzed at first. I had to get used to it before I could try to maneuver my pelvic muscles on it. I started kissing him deeply and palmed the back of his head like a basketball. His dick was the bomb. We fucked for a good half hour in the shower, and then he came. I could feel his hot cum shoot up inside me. I have no idea how many times I came during that time period, but it was at least five. Geren dick-whipped me something good.
    We got out of the shower, and I thought we would just get dressed and leave. I always kept some extra clothes in the ladies’ locker room, but his ass wasn’t hardly finished with me. He laid me down on one of the benches in the locker room and then straddled the bench himself, lifting my legs all the way up in the air and wrapping them around his neck until just my shoulders and head were still on the bench. He bent over slightly, bringing his mouth to meet my elevated pussy, and began a tongue expedition. He tore my little pussy up. I came again and again. Then, he let my back rest back on the bench and pushed my legs back over my head like I was a gymnast doing a routine on a balance beam and ate my ass out. I was so in love, in lust, and several other things I can’t even think of the correct terminology for.
    He put his dick inside me and picked me up, carrying me into the main part of the gym, bouncing me up and down on his dick along the way. Somehow, he managed to get us both into one of the boxing rings with his dick still inside me. I have yet to figure that one out. There, in the middle of the ring, he fucked me even harder than he did the first time. There was cum everywhere.
    We got into the sixty-nine position and devoured each other. Simply put, it was divine. Until that very moment, I had never taken an interest in sucking dick, but I tore Geren’s dick the hell up. I put my lips to the shit and went to town on it. Hecame in my throat, and I savored every last drop of it. It was downright delectable.
    We fucked and fucked all night. We fucked some more in the ring. We fucked on a weight bench. We fucked on top of the front desk. We fucked on the beaten-up leather couch in the back office. That’s where we were when the loud rattle of the snowplow scraping the street in front of the gym awoke us. The sun was streaming through the mini-blinds.
    I jumped up immediately when I realized the sun was up and told Geren we had to get the hell out of there fast. He agreed, and we got dressed with a quickness. Geren knew my uncle Lou would come after him with a shotgun if he caught us ass out like that. I threw my wet clothes in a gym bag, kissed him good-bye at the door, locked up, and hurried home before my mother noticed I hadn’t slept in my bed. I was legal, sure, but you know how mothers can get. I didn’t feel like playing twenty questions.
    I managed to make it home without falling on the ice and busting my ass. I crept into my bedroom and laid there with my stuffed teddy bear, Casanova Brown. I have had him since second grade. I fell asleep dreaming about Geren.
    I figured things would just go back to normal after our night of unbridled passion. I would go back to lusting after Geren while I sat behind the front desk.
Go to

Readers choose