Knockout hug

Tessie's breath hissed furiously between her teeth, a sound lost in the thick air. Juice dripped from her slick fingers, and the dark stain on her shorts, hidden in the dim light, looked like an inkblot. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt such an intense sexual release.

​"Bi...lly..." her words trickled out, distorted and broken like a stream running over river rocks.

​Billy didn't respond. He couldn't.

​Unbeknownst to her, Tessie had knocked Billy out, as effortlessly as performing a mundane task like taking a piss.

​"Was the orgasm...that good?" she breathed, the words a secret shared only with the still room.

​Billy's cracked lips parted slightly, a puff of stale air escaping.

​"You just...went to sleep? Billy...wake up"

​Tessie bent awkwardly, her hips protesting against the massage table as she grasped his shoulders. She could now see his cheeks contorted, a ghastly expression etched onto his otherwise serene face. His eyelids were slightly ajar, revealing the whites of his eyes.

​He wasn't asleep, she realized. He was ****.

​A long, sensuous breath escaped Tessie's lips, the simple act transformed into something deeply carnal by her sweat-soaked face, which glistened with afterglow in the sunlight seeping through the blinds.

​"Did I make you pass out...with my..."

​She paused, glancing at her hand. She slid it over Billy's oiled body, a slow, deliberate movement like a snake slithering through grass, and took hold of his semi-erect cock. The sight of him—his chest heaving slowly with each breath, his muscles shifting under his taut, oiled skin—made Tessie's knees weak. The floodgates were open, and the musk in the air was a clear sign.

​She could barely resist his inviting lips. It began with a soft peck. She tasted the salt on his cracked lips, the sharp, dry contours feeling strangely good. This ultimately led her to slide her tongue into his parted mouth, her ragged breath overwhelming his soft one.

​Her hand, as if with a will of its own, began to stroke Billy's cock. If asked, she wouldn't have been able to recall doing so; her mind was completely lost in the taste and feel of his lips.

​Years of taking punishment had conditioned Billy’s body with a fight-or-flight response like no other. Though he was out cold, his body sensed the impending knockout, thanks to the burning sensation pulsating from his dick and threatening to climb to his jaw.

​His nervous system gave him a shock, a jolt meant to wake him up so he could flee.

​"Ughh..."

​Billy tried to draw in a needed breath, only to suck in Tessie's soft lips. The moment she felt a jerk, Tessie arched back, their lips parting with a sweet pop.

​"Billy...you're awake," she huffed.

​He was dazed, his eyes staring into the distance. He felt, or rather smelled, Tessie's spicy breath.

​Tessie reflexively pursed her lips, rubbing away the excess saliva.

​"What happened? Are you alright?"

​He tried to get up but couldn't overcome Tessie's grip on his shoulders. She didn't even realize he had tried to raise himself.

​"Ughh...what happened?" he droned.

​"That's what I want to know, sweetheart. Did you pass out...because of my...handjob?"

​For a second, Billy didn't register what she meant. But her words soon came crashing down, destroying his very being.

​"I passed out?"

​"Yes, Billy...sweetheart...are you okay now?" she ran her fingers through his hair and kissed his forehead. "Don't worry...mama will keep you safe."

​A naughty yet compassionate smile crept upon her face.

​"Mama?"

​"Hush, Billy," Tessie placed the finger that had been inside her over his lips, "your secret is safe with me."

​Billy's nostrils flared as the thick, pungent smell from her fingertip wafted in. Tessie failed to notice the resulting twitch of his dick.

​"My secret?"

​Tessie gave a reassuring smile.

​"I...I don't know what you're talking about"

​"You really want me to say it out loud? Billy..." she scoffed, pulling a tress of her hair behind her ear. Billy almost wanted to stop her, as it looked great on her.

​"...Just before you passed out," she grasped his arm, as if preparing him for bad news, "you called me mom...at least I think you meant it for me"

​Billy had propped himself up. He could feel his heart on the verge of mutiny against his chest.

​"I really called you mom?" His words spilled out like beans from a sack. Tessie was taken aback by the suddenness of his reply.

​"That's what I feel...because I don't even want to think of the other implication"

​She chuckled, trying to ease Billy's tension.

​"How is this possible?"

​"You calling me mom? Don't fret about it."

​"No...I mean, yes, that too," Billy's face flushed red, unable to meet her gaze, "...but how did you...knock me out?"

​Little creases filled the gap between Tessie's brows. She paused rubbing his arm.

​"Knockout?" Tessie repeated, as if the word was distant to her. "Billy, dear...this wasn't a boxing match. You just..." Tessie slid forward, the rexine cover of the mattress resisting her thighs, "...passed out. Our bodies, they react differently to all kinds of stimulants. Don't feel ashamed in any way."

​Tessie paused, chewing over her next words.

​"I know this must be extra hard," she clicked her tongue, cursing her rather on-the-nose choice of words. She had to stifle a laugh at the same time, "...I meant, being an athlete, and getting drained out...by a handjob..."

​Billy's lips dried up once again, his dick at full mast, paying respect to her words.

​"...and I'm so sorry, but I have to ask you this," Tessie bit her lip, "...are you a...virgin?" It was her turn to ignore his gaze.

​Precum oozed out of Billy's dick, running down in a silver line along his shaft.

​"I mean...the way you...collapsed...it usually happens when you experience an orgasm for the first time," she continued, avoiding Billy's eyes, which were piercing holes into her soul.

​Tessie paused, letting her words sink in. When he didn't reply for a period of time she felt was too awkward, Tessie continued.

​"Or...it was just sheer excitement!"

​She **** a smile, her lips stretched against her wrinkled cheeks. She fanned her hands, as if blowing her scent toward Billy, for him to enjoy.

​Before his leaking dick could explode, Billy spoke.

​"I think...it was your smell...you were so close to me after such a long time...I just couldn't help...", Billy lied hesitantly.

​"Oh, Billy," Tessie interjected, "you don't have to explain yourself. And get that knockout thing out of your head. You're just so obsessed with your sport, you keep using its terminologies anywhere you can. Frail, old me can't even put a dent in your jacked body...forget knocking you out."

​"Tessie, just stop!" Billy tried to get his dick back in control. It spasmed like a dog's tail wagging in heat, slick with precum. "I get it...please stop!"

​Even Tessie couldn't miss the appendage swaying in front of her in all its naked glory. She instinctively grasped Billy's hands and pulled him forward, away from the table.

​Realizing her intent, Billy stood up. Tessie sprang toward him, her cleavage cushioning against his chest and arms coiling around his neck in a hug. He could feel her leg tracing against his inner thigh.

​"Billy, you make me feel young again! I'm so happy to have someone like you in my life!"

​As she tightened her grasp, Billy felt the familiar itch return in his groin, as his dick pressed against her warm body.

​"Ugh...Tessie..."

​"I hate to bring this up now, but Mrs. Feng may arrive anytime soon..."

​Failing to move his still numb arm up, Billy pulled the waistband of Tessie's shorts, trying desperately to move her away. Of course, Tessie took the wrong hint.

​"Not now, Billy...not now."

​"Tessie, no...leave...ugh...not again..."

​"Okay...alright...I never said you can't put your hands inside."

​Billy rolled his eyes up, irritated by her current disposition.

​"Tessie...I'll pass...ou..."

​Before he could complete his statement, Tessie's lips shot toward his. Billy's head almost arched from the ****. His words shattered against the wall that was her tongue.

​His mouth sealed and hands numb, Billy could suddenly feel the white-hot sensation speeding toward his demise. The feral itch he felt as his foreskin shifted against his swollen shaft was nothing compared to the void in his stomach, the fear of his impending doom.

​Tessie was instinctively humping his dick, like a well-oiled piston moving to and fro, adding further torment to his agony.

​Billy's pleas were stifled by Tessie's vicious lips, sucking the words out of his mouth. He wanted to flex his muscles taut, but his nerves protested his every command.

​Tessie was enjoying the hard contours of his muscles cushioned against her breasts. She felt his balls flirting with her thigh. She slid her arms under his, simultaneously rubbing his chiseled back.

​So engrossed was Tessie in her pleasure, she didn't realize Billy's **** attempt to free himself from her vice-like grip. Every breath stolen by her lips was one less breath to recover. If this went on any longer, Billy would be knocked out twice in one day. He scraped together his remaining strength and swung his head back, their lips unsealing with a silent pop.

​"Boss! Just listen to me...I know this might sound ridiculous, but if you keep doing this, I might get knocked...I'll pass out."

​Tessie stared at him blankly. Only after a few moments did she reply.

​"What are you talking about?"

​She was still humping, albeit slowly, her movement deliberate. The smoldering pain had found its way to deliver the knockout blow, now gripping its way to his spine.

​"One more orgasm, and I'm done!"

​"Orgasm? I don't understand..."

​"I'll tell you everything, just..."

​The familiar click of the front door lock made Tessie swing. Her ass shifted abruptly, rubbing across his groin to **** his sensitive appendage.

​The trigger was enough to release his earth-shattering load. His dick, now pointing to his face, anchored in position by Tessie's ass cheeks, shot the thick, white semen on his chin, each subsequent missile targeting his chest, all the way down to his abdomen. But he wasn't in a position to soak in this humiliation, for his eyes had rolled up deep inside his skull.

​Tessie had knocked out Billy without even laying a finger on him.