Rewards

Most men would be in a pretty messed up state of mind if they were carrying a woman as attractive as Tikka down the hall, especially if she were naked. But you've seen enough of it that... well, it's definitely a turn-on, but you don't lose your mind over it either.

"You OK, miss? Ah'll just take you back to the locker room an' you can get some water and clean up, alright?..."

Down the hallway, Amazon and Tara burst out of a room. They don't notice you. Instead, they kiss madly, and disappear into another door.

"On the other hand, I reckon you'll actually be safer in the men's locker room for now."

Seeing as there's so few men in the league it's empty anyway. You spread a soft towel down on one of the benches and lay her on it. Then you go get a bottle full of water and give it to her. She drinks the entire thing.

"Thanks... you're sweet."

"Tweren't nothin'. It just ain't in my nature not to help a lady in distress."

"And you didn't even demand a reward?"

"I don't do good deeds for profit. Course, if you're offerin' a reward, I reckon it'd be rude of me to refuse."

She smiles at you. Sweetly, but with a little bit of a wicked look too.

"Lie down."

You do. She undoes the zipper on your jeans with one hand, and slides them down with the other, surprisingly easy since like all cowboys you wear your jeans tight. Your cock springs free, and she nods in approval.

"Looks like everything is bigger down in Texas."

Still naked, she climbs on top of you and impales herself on your rod.

"Now I've had plenty of orgasms for one day, and I know how you men would just as soon not work at sex. So don't you worry about anything, and just leave this all to me."

You've been with a lot of the girls in the league. You've beaten some, and lost to more than you've beaten. But you've yet to match up with one who had the internal muscle control that Tikka did. Having sex with her made 'being screwed' not just a slang term - it really did feel like she was screwing you.

Then she leaned forward. Still riding slightly, mainly just using her muscles, she put her palms on your chest, just to the sides of your heart. She began to rub your chest in a circular motion as she continued her slow speed ride.

And the world went white.

The best way to describe it was that your orgasm came from literally your entire body.

She didn't stop, though. She kept the pace, riding you slowly, massaging your chest, and you were dimly aware that your jaw had fallen open.

Finally, what could have been 5 minutes or 2 hours later, she stopped and got up off you.

"Well, how was it?" She sounded almost shy.

"...can't feel my legs."

"Oh. Sorry." She stood over your legs, and then quickly karate chopped you on each thigh. The feeling in them came back right away.