Pole Position

Pole Position by H. M. Montes

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anything so I nodded my head yes.  He dropped his head to my shoulder then shook his head , “Why would you want to do this then?” he asked against my shoulder “Without a condom none the less?” he finished.  I didn’t know what to say so I laid there;
    “If you don’t want to do it, I can leave.” I said. 
    He looked back into my eyes, “Oh no, I want to do it that’s pretty fucking obvious, I just want to make sure you’re sure YOU want to do this.”
    “Yes, Jet.” I said.  Then our lips were back together, both our bodies were trebling as he started to push back inside of me. 
    “Hard and fast? Or slow and easy” he asked through heaving breathing. 
    I laughed, “Just do it, please.” I said as I felt him slowly pushing forward.  He pushed further inside of me then stopped;
    “Well that mother fucker just doesn’t want to break.” He said then pulled out, he covered my mouth with his hand , “Baby, I’d love to go slow and easy but your pussy has other plans.  So it’s gonna be full throttle.” He grinned then slammed inside of me.  I felt a pop, then a horrible burning sensation followed by hot liquid.  I pinched my eyes shut and screamed against the palm Jets hand. Once he was inside of me he stopped moving.  My muscles pulsated around his cock as they tried to adjust to his size.  “I’ve gotta move Chass” he said.  I shook my head no, but he nodded his head yes as he pulled out then slowly pushed back inside of me.  “I’m moving my hand now, if anybody would have heard you scream just a second ago they’d think I was killing you.” He said with a smile, then moved his hand away from my mouth. 
    “Son of a bitch that hurt Jet.” I said then moaned as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly.
    “You want to know what else hurts? My balls Chass, because I’m ready to fucking cum because of your tight pussy.” He said then bent his head down and latched on to my shoulder. 
    “Can you ..Can you go harder and faster?” I asked as I raised my hips to meet his thrust. 
    He shook his head no, “If I go faster and harder, this is going to be over way to fucking fast, and it’ll hurt my ego.”
    “Well it’s a good thing you don’t drive like you fuck then Jet.” I said with a grin. 
    He raised his eyebrows at me “Oh is that so?” he asked as he pulled out then slammed as hard as he could back inside of me. 
    “Oh god, Jet..” I whispered as my back arched off the bed.
    “Mmmhmm, you’re pussy is like a vice grip, so tight..” he moaned.  “You do know that I knew you were at the track before I even pulled out for the A-main..right.”
    “How.. how? Who told you?” I asked through my panting breaths.
    “Nobody…I could feel y ou there, under red flag, I could see you standing there.  I raced with a fucking rock hard dick the rest of the time.  I NEVER get distracted out there Chass.” He said as he pulled out of me very very slowly then even slower pushed back inside of me and stopped. We stared into each other’s eyes, he licked his lips and clenched his jaw tightly. 
    “Well, I’m glad it wasn’t an easy win.” I said as he ground his hips against me. 
    “I had it won all along baby.” He said with a grin then lowered his mouth to mine as he started moving faster and harder. “Don’t scream, because I’ll keep fucking you even if somebody breaks that door down.” He said against my lips.
    “Oh god Jet don’t stop please don’t stop.” I rocked my hips meeting each of his thrusts.  He pulled back grabbed my hips and started hammering in and out of me, my breathing was getting faster, my body started to tremble as the burn deep inside of me made it s way through, “Oh Jet, oh god” I said.  My orgasm pushed through my body, “Cum for me Chass,” Jet said through clenched teeth then started pushing harder and harder each time he pushed back inside of me.  I reached up and pulled his face down to mine, he smothered my scream

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