Answer the challenge

Matt chuckled. Emily seemed unimpressed, looking right in his eyes and ready for a fight.

“Are you going to make me fight you?” He asked.

“Am I not worth a fight?” Emily answered playfully.

Matt exhaled. “Guess you don’t want to make it easy, huh?”

“I’m not always an easy girl.”

Matt lunged around the island but Emily dodged him, sliding around it so he couldn’t reach her. They laughed and the game began. Emily was always quick enough to remain on the opposite side of the island. Eventually, Matt leaped the island and Emily, surprised, recoiled straight back. He fell into her and they hit the ground with a thud that shook the floor. Emily tried to crawl away, though hindered by her tight dress, and Matt was on top of her. He spun her around so she was on her back and pinned her arms above her head.

“Oh fuck,” she exhaled, her bedroom eyes flashing.

Matt wasted no time. He kissed her and she returned it, eager to feel his touch. The kiss was sloppy but intense. She wrapped her legs around him, her dress sliding up he legs and bunching around her waist. Matt didn’t realize her ass was exposed, too busy enjoying the soft, luscious lips of the older blonde. They moaned into the kiss, grinding against one another with growing passion. Emily would have let him take her right there, but he wasn’t in charge tonight, not yet. She rolled him over and it was her turn to pin him to the ground. Her giant tits almost poured from her tight dress, hanging over Matt’s face.

Matt looked up at her, a little confused, though easily distracted by her generous cleavage.

“You’re not in charge tonight, mister,” she cooed.

He flashed her a look of playful defiance.

“When you take charge of us you can have me how you want but,” she kissed his forehead, “until then you’re mine.”

Emily stroked Matt’s bulge with her hips, the naked flesh of her meaty lips soaking his pants with heat. She was so wet, all for him.

“Take my titties out,” she commanded.

Matt obeyed, hips bucking reflexively upwards. Her breasts easily fell from the fabric of her dress, giant and soft. He could lay quite comfortable on the floor and play with them, suckling at each nipple and groping each huge breast. Emily bit her red lips and moaned gently as he teased and sucked her.

When her nipples were good and wet from Matt’s eager mouth she dragged her hips to his face. She giggled at his muffled surprise as his mouth was suddenly covered by her sopping pussy lips. She began to grind against his face and he got the hint, hands fondling her wide, round ass and working her sex with his tongue.

“Yes, baby,” she coaxed, “you can have me when you make me come.”

She licked her lips as he eagerly probed her meaty cunt with his tongue, tasting her desire and sending shivers up her back. She fondled her own tits, squeezing the sensitive nipples to add to the growing warmth that Matt was encouraging between her legs.

Matt licked and kissed her soaking pussy without pause, begging her body to release. He remember how she had come for him before and he wanted it again. Her hips ground against him hard, legs quivering as his tongue worked her pussy.

Matt has forgotten Lucy. She was nowhere in his thoughts. He wanted Emily’s body. He wanted her passion and her heat. He groped her big ass greedily.

Emily shoved her hips down on Matt’s face and her orgasm took over. A fountain of her fluid splashed over his face and she moaned, hard. Matt struggled to breathe in the torrent but it drove him wild. His cock raged in his pants, desperate for its turn. Emily recovered after a long moment and drew her hips back from Matt’s glistening face. He thought it was his turn to take over but she didn’t budge.

“No,” she paused to breathe, “You don’t.”

Matt grinned and sat still.

“Get in my bed. I’ll be there in a second. Get on your back.”

Matt stood after Emily but she wouldn’t embrace him. She pointed into her bedroom and smiled darkly.

Once Matt was on his back Emily appeared in the doorway.

“Strip,” she commanded.

Matt was naked in seconds and they watched his cock surge into the monstrous beast Emily was waiting for. She bit her lip and watched it bulge with heat, thick, long, and fucking hot.

Emily was naked, now, her big tits hanging down her body. She crawled onto the bed, dragging her tongue across Matt’s length as she gradually pinned it between them. When her breasts lay across his chest she revealed a blindfold, putting it around Matt’s eyes ceremoniously.

“Can you see?” She asked.

Matt shook his head.

“Perfect.”

Matt was a little disappointed. He wanted to see Emily’s giant titties hanging beneath her perfect face. He wanted to look in her eyes.

Emily lifted her hips and lined up Matt’s cock between her legs. He shuddered as it dragged through her meaty slit and pressed against her entrance. His cock was usually a flag pole but it curved just right so Emily straddle him on all fours and let him inside her soaking pussy. She pushed herself back and took him inside, both of them letting out moans.

“You can move,” she croaked, “but go slow or I’ll make you stop.”

Matt obeyed, hands on her thighs beside him, ever so slowly bucking his hips upward into her steaming pussy. She was so tight around him, squeezing every inch that forced its way into the tight confines of her sex.

“A little faster,” she whispered.

Matt’s hips increased speed just a little. Emily leaned over him, her giant breasts hanging in his face. She fed him each nipple, his eager mouth sucking hard as if milking them.

“Fuck yes, you’re so fucking big...”

He felt even larger inside her creamy cunt so soon after she had finished. It was hard to breathe he bulged so hard inside her. It felt like he impaled her whole body even though it was only maybe half his incredible length. She let him push until it was too painful to take another inch, her pussy stretching wide to accommodate the throbbing girth of his massive dick.

It was too hard to ride him. She wanted to be pounded. She rolled over and grabbed his hand. Clumsily she repositioned him between her legs, on her back. She put his hands on her chest and he groped the eagerly, slowly sinking his cock inside her.

“Give it to me, baby,” she moaned and Matt complied.

He quickly built the pace up to a ravenous, passionate, jackhammer. He gave her every inch she could take as hard as she could take it. She moaned freely, her big tits in his hands.

Matt wished he could see his big cock unpacking the chubby blonde. He wanted to see her body rocking against his.

“Oh fuck, baby, you’re so fucking huge! Oh, fuck!” Emily shouted.

Matt grunted with the effort, stroking her tight passage with his massive dick. He wanted to cum, to fill her with his release, but Emily had other plans.

“You better not fucking finish! Not until I do! You hot fucking stud fuck!”

Emily’s eyes rolled back in her head. Her pussy coiled around the massive meat that split her apart, drenching it with her fluids. She rubbed her clit as her teenage lover fondled her sensitive titties.

“Fuck yes, more! Fuck me more! Fuck!”

Emily moaned long and loud as she came again. Matt felt her pussy strangle his throbbing cock, clutching to as she squirted another long fountain of hot juices. He couldn’t hold back another second and as Emily screamed his name he buried his monster cock and blew his load.

The giant mass of spunk made Emily cum again before she was even finished with her last orgasm.

“Oh my fucking god you fucking hung fucking stud!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, drawing annoyed knocks on the wall from neighbors.

Emily didn’t give a single shit. She came so hard her face made it appear she was in pain but instead she felt only deep, endless pleasure. Every throb of Matt’s swollen balls emptied more steaming cum into her sopping pussy that only extended Emily’s raging orgasm.

Matt fell into Emily’s heaving chest, finally finished dumping his lust into her. Her passage quivered around him.

The post-coital calm descended on the couple but Matt only thought of Emily. He saw only her in his mind when he finished. It was her face he pictured in the darkness of the blindfold. Emily tore it off and shared a kiss so intense, so passionate, that Emily considered letting him fuck her again. He rolled away, popping free with a fountain of cum before Emily’s pussy shut tight to keep his cockmilk inside.

“Holy shit,” Emily moaned.

“Yeah...” Matt agreed.

Emily covered them and they nestled in together.

“Emily, that was amazing,” Matt said, still catching his breath.

“It was,” she said softly, kissing his cheek.

Lucy appeared to Matt, finally, but only for a moment. He pushed her aside, focused only on the busty blonde next to him.

“I’m glad I have an implant,” Emily said, “Because that was a fuck ton of jizz. I can feel it, like, sitting in me.”

“Sorry, I should have—“

Emily cut him off, “I’ll be upset about it later. It felt so fucking good.”

They shared a kiss, gentle but with a hint of their desire.

“I’m sorry I didn’t take charge,” Matt said.

“Me too,” Emily said playfully, “I hope you fix that.”

“Are you at the school again, soon?”

“Tomorrow.”

“And... if I come in and need you check me out...” Matt let his voice trail off expectantly.

“I’d have to make sure you’re okay,” Emily said.

“How far can I push that?”

“Whatever do you mean,” Emily said, meeting his gaze.

“Maybe, I might need, you know, a release...”

“Come on, mister, take charge,” Emily said with a mock sigh.

“Okay, say I really needed to bend a hot blonde over a desk and fuck her brains out?”

“That could be arranged,” she said, kissing his chin. The idea made her pussy flood fresh.

—

Matt lay awake with Emily in his arms. He couldn’t sleep. Emily had her leg thrown over his torso and he could feel his semen dripping from her pussy and making a small pool beneath his butt. It was kind of hot.

He pondered the events of the evening. He was falling for Emily. He knew it. He felt it just as strong as he felt it for Lucy. He hadn’t talked to her at all since school ended. He’d ignored her messages. He glanced down at the sleeping blonde and smiled. How was he supposed to choose just one? Couldn’t he have them both?

Matt rubbed one eye. It was probably wishful thinking. Both women thought they had Matt to themselves. He was cheating on both of them with each other. Was it wrong? Probably. Would he stop? Well...

He didn’t want to stop. He wouldn’t be able to choose between them. Each fulfilled him in different ways. Emily was more mature and take-charge while Lucy was nurturing and subtle. He valued both of their personalities. But, he needed to be honest: the sex was just so good.

Emily stirred in her sleep, nestling further into his arm. He kissed her forehead. He should tell he the truth but he wanted more of these moments. More soft kisses while she slept. More midnight cuddles. He sighed and tried to close his eyes. Lucy and Emily dueled for his attention and it made it impossible to sleep. He looked back at Emily and kissed her forehead once more. Maybe he should just fully commit to whichever woman he was around and that would be fine. And, since he was in Emily’s bed, he was hers.

Emily woke, barely, her eyes fluttering open.

“You’re awake?” She said groggily.

“Kinda,” Matt replied.

Her lips puckered and he kissed her softly.

“I just had a nice dream about you...” she muttered.

“Oh?”

“Yeah,” she exhaled. “A sex dream.”

“I like the sound of that.”

She nestled against him, ready to fall back into sleep. “I’ll show you in the morning.”

—

Emily wasn’t kidding.

She woke Matt with her mouth around his dick, slobbering on it until it ballooned to big for her mouth.

“Good morning,” she said as he slowly came to.

“Well, hey, baby,” he said, rubbing his eye.

His cock was at full mast now, throbbing in the air as big, thick, and juicy as ever.

“You want to put another big load in your nurse before school?” Emily teased.

Matt flashed a grin and his cock visibly throbbed.

—

Minutes later Matt was back between Emily's legs, rubbing his huge cock along her meaty slit and relishing the way her body shivered against him.

“Please, baby, we don’t have a lot of time...” Emily moaned.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” he growled.

Emily knew he wasn’t supposed to be in charge yet, but it was hot and she didn’t have time to correct him.

“You’ll regret this,” she whispered playfully, “I want you so bad. I need you inside me.”

Matt sunk a couple inches into his lover and she moaned, grasping at the sheets in ecstasy.

“So... so fucking big...” she whimpered as he pushed between her lips and into her soaking passage.

In moments he built the pace and began to fuck the chubby blonde, driving her into the bed. She flailed and writhed underneath him, mouth hanging open. Just as Matt thought he had her Emily wedged her knee against his torso so he couldn’t get any further into her.

“How bad do you want me?”

Matt couldn’t get deeper. He met Emily’s gaze.

“You’re so mean to me.”

“How bad, you hung fucking stud?”

“I want your body. I have to have it, Emily, please.”

Emily shook her head, “Come on, baby, how bad?”

Matt’s cockhead was barely inside the blonde, throbbing and twitching to impale her again. Matt’s eyes fluttered, trying to break her resistance.

“Matt...” she said expectantly.

“Please, Emily, I love your tight pussy. I...”

“Matt...” she said, voice hinting at a warning.

“I fucking love you.”

“Oh fuck,” Emily moaned, her knee falling away.

Matt took advantage, immediately fucking Emily hard, falling against her and kissing her with heat and passion. They grunted together, a mass of limbs and fluid. He was deeper than ever, still inches away from being able to fully seat himself inside. She moaned into his kiss and spread for him, pussy quivering with each hard thrust against her womb. The thick semen of his previous orgasm roiled in her gut, churned by his intrusion.

Matt pulled away and Emily met his gaze.

“Oh fuck, I fucking love you, I fucking love you and your... your giant fucking cock!” Emily moaned, chanting her desire faster and faster.

“Oh fuck, Emily!” Matt muttered as her pussy clenched his heaving length.

Matt came first, an explosion of boiling spunk into Emily’s steaming cunt.

“Oh for fuck sake you hot fucking beast!”

Emily’s orgasm hit her hard, a train that obliterates any opposition. She screamed illegible madness as she squirted again, a blast of heat as Matt pumped more of his cockmilk directly into her.

She pulled the teen into a kiss, passionate, hard, and sloppy. He returned it just as eagerly as he finished, holding her tight. Matt almost thought Emily would make him fuck her again the way she kissed him, not slowing but becoming deeper every moment.

“God, I wish we could just lay here and fuck all day,” Emily whispered.

“I’d like that, too,” Matt replied.

“I expect to see you in my office, mister,” Emily said.

He kissed her, still throbbing deep in her cum-soaked passage.