Movie Night at Erika's 5 - Defiling Furniture

"F-fuck me..." you rasp out between shaky breaths, looking up at her.

"Wh- say what?" Zoey blinks and leans closer to you, not entirely sure if you actually just demanded what she just assumed.

"Fuck me... fuck me... come on..." you breathe out while already fumbling for the front of your sweatpants, trying to pull them down.

"O-oh. Damn. Okay. I mean sure." Zoey snorts, not about to object in any capacity. She watches, steel hard, as you wriggle your sweatpants down to around your knees to which she then helps you to fully get out of them. You don't bother with your top or shirt and just plop down lengthways on the couch, swinging one leg over the backrest to make space for Zoey. She climbs on too, her outrageously huge cock swinging in front of her and almost dripping with your overabundant drool, and then aligns herself between your legs. She then grabs one of the couch cushions to prop up your hips for better access. The sight of Zoey looming over you like this, her naked muscle highlighted in the dim light of the projector screen, is as incredible as it gets. Erika's lying spread out in the next room, but you don't even think about that anymore. Everything is about *this*.

"You look like shit." Zoey grins down at you and gently caresses your cheek with her thumb while using her other hand to guide her massive shaft to your twitching entrance. She doesn't put it in immediately, you get to feel it gliding up and down your clit, prodding against the labia and pressing its huge size into your softness.

"Make it worse." you growl, your pussy quivering in need for that giant piece of Zoey. Her grin immediately grows wider as she slowly starts pushing her huge tip into your dripping entrance. It easily glides inside your thoroughly soaking wet embrace, causing a long mewling moan to spill from you that's only made worse due to the overstimulation from your prior orgasm. Your vision tunnels on Zoey, her broad shoulders, her big, powerful arms, the tattoos across the right one, her fantastically sculpted abs with that trail of hair above her crotch. The face grinning down at you - that stupid silly tomboy futa that you fell in love with. And then, as she slides herself in deeper, it all just kinda becomes hazy for you.

She thrusts. She goes deep. All of her 10 inches, all the way into you. It feels like a hot bolt of lightning inside you. It hurts in just the right way, it pleasures in the most incredible way. You have no idea how many times Zoey has fucked you at this point, but it just won't stop feeling absolutely wild. Zoey takes the cue and begins moving. She doesn't have a ton of space in this position on the couch, but that doesn't stop an expert like her. She leans over you, planting her hands on the armrest behind your head while grinding her hips down into you. With those powerful core muscles she knows exactly how to make that huge dong stir up your insides. She grinds in deep, drawing whiny moans out of you with each rotation.

"G-god Zo-" you stammer weakly and reach behind you to grab her wrists while also pushing yourself further onto her cock with you legs. Powerful slaps begin to fill the room as she pumps into you. Each pump makes your whole body rock and sends ripples through your body. The wet squish from your flooded folds meeting that monstrous cock only adds to the mess you've already made with just your own drool earlier. And Zoey likes it. She drives into you with strong yet controlled rhythm, with the determination of someone who has just demolished another woman and wrecked your throat right after, all without ever finding her own release. And god, do you want her to release. You want, no NEED her to pump you completely full until there's nothing left anymore.

For now though, Zoey's far from done. The only thing more monstrous than her cock is her endurance. You're writhing and moaning beneath her as that powerful body puts in work. With a sudden grunt Zoey abruptly takes one hand off the armrest, losing your grip on her wrist, to go and yank down both your tank top and your bra in one fluid motion, making your perky, freckled tits spill out under her. She immediately cups one of them and squeezes hard, which elicits another delicious yelp from you that only makes Zoey grin more. Her other hand only briefly leaves the armrest, only to grab a fistful of your red mane and hold on to it as she steadies herself again. The slight pull on your scalp makes your entire spine tingle.

Now she gets into a faster pounding rhythm, with a more noticeable snap in her hip as her big balls loudly slap against your ass. Each thrust pushes a new moan or wheeze out of your lungs. You're starting to lose your shit again. Your head lolls back onto the cushion while you continue to cling onto Zoey's arm, leaving faint scratch marks with your nails even without intending to. The grip she has on your hair tightens while the one kneading your breast starts to throw in some quick smacks across it. This is amazing. She's always so amazing. Just... always... so... fuuuuuuck...

Your second orgasm hits you even harder than the first. Of course it does - Zoey's slamming balls deep into you. That shit is infinitely better than a hand. Your newest peak has your muscles seize up and your pussy clamp down hard as you spray-squirt all over Zoey's abdomen while she slows down into deep, strong pushes that match the violent pulses you give off. Her continuous motion elongates your high quite a bit and there's no telling how long it took until you finally calm back down.

"Phew, good girl." mutters Zoey in a very pleased tone of voice and begins pulling out. That, however, is when your hand shows speed you thought your body incapable of after all this as it frantically grabs onto Zoey's hand, stopping her mid-way. She raises an intrigued eyebrow at that.

"N-no... cum in me. P-please." you manage to choke out through your labored breathing. While you're not sure if Zoey was actually going to pull out completely, she gets what you want. So she just pushes herself back inside and keeps it there for a bit while caressing your thigh that still rest on the backrest. Then she takes ahold of your other leg to sling it over her shoulder for deeper access.

"Tell me when it's too much." Zoey tells you, panting just the tiniest bit. "Other than that, shut the fuck up." she adds with a playful grin. You respond with a dopey smile of your own, your limbs feeling like pudding. She readjusts herself once again by pressing your folded legs firmly against your chest, really pushing your body into a full mating press. Then she puts her hands back onto the armrest over your head for leverage and goes in. Hard.

Your overstimulated selsqueaks and slurs with each thrust, unable to follow Zoey's command for one full second. You feel like you're being speared, only in the best way possible. You're going mad on this couch while Zoey continues driving her hips into you. She uses equal amounts of speed and power with deep, punishing strokes. It's moments like these where you're reminded just how insane her physical fitness is. She has ravaged Erika for god knows how long, fucked your face right after, plowed you through your own climax and still goes on - and all of that with just the faintest bit of sweat by now that only makes her muscular physique look even more glorious.

After your two orgasms, this isn't primarily about your pleasure anymore. You have made it crystal clear you want her to cum and so that is what she's going for. Over the following minutes, she keeps up her punishing rhythm, even coaxing a third high out of you before your body kind of just stays in a state of semi-orgasmic buzzing. But even in your dick-drunk haze, you manage to notice the signs that you know so well by now. Her breathing grows rougher and she groans more openly. You feel her cock twitch and throb inside you. She's getting close.

She punctuates her impending eruption via a last small series of emphatic thrusts, after which she buries herself balls deep. Then, with a drawn out, fervent groan Zoey, begins unloading a good damn flood of hot jizz deep into you. Pump after pump after pump fills you up with no regards for how little space there actually is. You let out a long, satisfied moan, feeling completely used, utterly in love with this massive creampie that begins to overflow your quivering folds. Zoey lets her weight fall onto you, content as her jizz starts to trickle out and onto Erika's poor couch. Neither of you give a damn about the sofa right now, but you probably should soon.

"Meow."

Oh shit. Did he watch all of this?