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above me was clearly reaching a head as well. I could feel his breath coming harder and faster, and he was now panting down on me as he thrust deeply in and out. Was he reaching his climax as well?
I hoped so. I reached up and put my arms around his neck, hugging him tight against me. My arms pulled his head down to my neck, and he bent over me - but his powerful penetration never stopped for a second. I could feel his breath hot against my neck, breathing far harder than he had in the boxing match.
The man's ear hovered in front of me, perfect for me to whisper into. "Cum for me," I begged, my voice somewhere between a sensual whisper and a pleading cry. "I want you to cum!"
"Fuck yes," the man grunted, and I felt a spasm pass across his broad and bruised shoulders. He was about to release! I clung even tighter to him, feeling the heat radiating out from his skin.
I wanted to feel the man release, wanted to feel this fighter burst inside me. In my fevered imagination, it would be the final, ultimate act of domination as he asserted his authority over me. I had to have it, had to get that burst of warmth to finish me off.
With one last groan, I felt Rhodes lurch forward, leaning down into me. His arms, which had previously been holding him up, buckled. He collapsed down on top of me, his weight pressing both of our sweaty, burning naked bodies together.
Down between my legs, I felt the man's massive cock swell once more, so big that I worried it would tear me apart. But I rode that one last burst, doing my best to squeeze together my exhausted muscles down inside of my spread thighs.
Rhodes opened his mouth and let slip out an inarticulate cry of pleasure into my neck. I felt the man's body heave on top of me, his every muscle twitching and tensing as he finally released and let go.
And then he came.
Oh god, I felt him cum inside of me! It was so intense, a huge rush of wetness that instantly overwhelmed my insides, coursing out of me and soaking my legs with his jism. His cock pulsed deep inside me, over and over, each pulse releasing a fresh pump of his juices to flow over me.
I had been lost in a near-constant stream of pleasure in my mind, but that burst pushed me over the edge as well. This time, I couldn't hold back, and a breathy scream escaped out through my lips. I arched my back up to press my chest against Rhodes', my own muscles also going rigid from the exhilaration.
Burst after burst of the man's hot seed shot into me! I couldn't believe how much was coursing out of him. If this kept up, he was going to collapse on top of me from the dehydration alone! I knew that men only had their orgasms at the end of sex, but if it was anything like what I felt, he must not be able to even think right now!
After what felt like an eternity, the man's convulsions finally slowed, and his eyes opened once again to look down at me. "Holy shit," he said, the words more of a satisfied sigh than anything else. "God, I haven't cum like that in ages."
"No kidding," I said feebly. I couldn't manage much else. Even as the orgasm finally, almost mercifully, began to fade, I still couldn't seem to get actual thoughts moving in my head. I just wanted to lay here for a million hours, listening as the rabbit-speed beating of my heart finally began to slow.
Rhodes was still inside me. He shifted a little, and even though his cock was just now starting to shrink, to lose a little of its iron hardness, he still evoked a whole new wash of sensation.
The muscles on the man's arms stood out as he lifted himself up off of me. For a moment, I was hit by a brief wash of sadness as that bruised and battered but still gorgeous chest left mine, as he lifted his warmth up off of me. On the other hand, now I could draw in breath freely once again, and I immediately and gratefully did so.
The man's eyes dipped down, admiring my cleavage as my chest rose and fell. He was now straightening up, and finally, with one last little twitch, his cock
I hoped so. I reached up and put my arms around his neck, hugging him tight against me. My arms pulled his head down to my neck, and he bent over me - but his powerful penetration never stopped for a second. I could feel his breath hot against my neck, breathing far harder than he had in the boxing match.
The man's ear hovered in front of me, perfect for me to whisper into. "Cum for me," I begged, my voice somewhere between a sensual whisper and a pleading cry. "I want you to cum!"
"Fuck yes," the man grunted, and I felt a spasm pass across his broad and bruised shoulders. He was about to release! I clung even tighter to him, feeling the heat radiating out from his skin.
I wanted to feel the man release, wanted to feel this fighter burst inside me. In my fevered imagination, it would be the final, ultimate act of domination as he asserted his authority over me. I had to have it, had to get that burst of warmth to finish me off.
With one last groan, I felt Rhodes lurch forward, leaning down into me. His arms, which had previously been holding him up, buckled. He collapsed down on top of me, his weight pressing both of our sweaty, burning naked bodies together.
Down between my legs, I felt the man's massive cock swell once more, so big that I worried it would tear me apart. But I rode that one last burst, doing my best to squeeze together my exhausted muscles down inside of my spread thighs.
Rhodes opened his mouth and let slip out an inarticulate cry of pleasure into my neck. I felt the man's body heave on top of me, his every muscle twitching and tensing as he finally released and let go.
And then he came.
Oh god, I felt him cum inside of me! It was so intense, a huge rush of wetness that instantly overwhelmed my insides, coursing out of me and soaking my legs with his jism. His cock pulsed deep inside me, over and over, each pulse releasing a fresh pump of his juices to flow over me.
I had been lost in a near-constant stream of pleasure in my mind, but that burst pushed me over the edge as well. This time, I couldn't hold back, and a breathy scream escaped out through my lips. I arched my back up to press my chest against Rhodes', my own muscles also going rigid from the exhilaration.
Burst after burst of the man's hot seed shot into me! I couldn't believe how much was coursing out of him. If this kept up, he was going to collapse on top of me from the dehydration alone! I knew that men only had their orgasms at the end of sex, but if it was anything like what I felt, he must not be able to even think right now!
After what felt like an eternity, the man's convulsions finally slowed, and his eyes opened once again to look down at me. "Holy shit," he said, the words more of a satisfied sigh than anything else. "God, I haven't cum like that in ages."
"No kidding," I said feebly. I couldn't manage much else. Even as the orgasm finally, almost mercifully, began to fade, I still couldn't seem to get actual thoughts moving in my head. I just wanted to lay here for a million hours, listening as the rabbit-speed beating of my heart finally began to slow.
Rhodes was still inside me. He shifted a little, and even though his cock was just now starting to shrink, to lose a little of its iron hardness, he still evoked a whole new wash of sensation.
The muscles on the man's arms stood out as he lifted himself up off of me. For a moment, I was hit by a brief wash of sadness as that bruised and battered but still gorgeous chest left mine, as he lifted his warmth up off of me. On the other hand, now I could draw in breath freely once again, and I immediately and gratefully did so.
The man's eyes dipped down, admiring my cleavage as my chest rose and fell. He was now straightening up, and finally, with one last little twitch, his cock
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