Round 2

After some more clean-up, both play and serious, Ethan ends up on the couch they started on to recover. Seated upright, he takes a deep breath, feeling himself mostly back to full strength.

His cock is near full mast, in large part due to Alex's thoughtfulness. The woman of the hours wiggles her way over, the bounce in her step leading to a bounce in her very well-shaped rump. Ethan notes her cock is almost completely soft, something which concerns him slightly. Guess she was right about the recovery thing. "You ready?"

"Hmm, I am..." she gives Ethan a wink, "Don't mind her. She'll wake up when she needs to."

Ethan had never heard a cock referred to as 'her' before. Starting to stand up, Alex moves closer, pushing him back down playfully.

Giggling, she eases closer. "I want you here..."

Smiling, Ethan isn't going to complain. Leaning back, he offers Alex a seat.

Crawling up, Alex climbs into Ethan's lap, looping her arms around his neck. Face-to-face now, she leans in, giving him a taste of those strawberry-flavored lips. Ethan notes it's not as strong as before, him having stripped most of it off. After a few seconds, she pulls away, adjusting herself. Reaching down, Ethan grasps his waiting prick, making sure to line it up properly.

Moaning softly, Alex eases down, pressing her hole against Ethan's fat cockhead. "Fuck..." she blinks rapidly, taking a moment, "You're so fucking huge."

Ethan smiles. {if Layla Sex =true}Compared to what he's been seeing lately? Not a chance.{endif}His cock gives an appreciative throb. Taking hold of her wide hips, Ethan prepares to get to work, hoping to teach Alex size isn't everything. "Sure you're ready?"

Alex nods, her eyes hungry. "Oh, I've been ready."

Eager to test that, Ethan eases Alex down, piercing her ass with his turgid mast. He goes in easy, her hole not fighting him too much, although the sound she makes gives Ethan pause. Her cry of pleasure is sharp and visceral, and Ethan can't help but notice her eyes roll back. The reaction makes his breathing quicken, his heart beating a little quicker. He wants more.

Working his hips now, Ethan starts to pump, up thrusting into Alex's twitching hole. She tightens instantly, becoming a vice around him, pressing her body tight against his. Ethan can feel her nipples on his chest, and much lower down something pokes in him slightly. Guess she's starting to stir. Now worrying about that, Ethan fights past her asses attempt to challenge him, fucking her with a bit more gusto.

Overpowering her, Ethan's thighs start to clap against her ass, the sound second only to the squeaky moans coming out of her other end. She holds Ethan tight, almost as tight as her ass is his cock, burying her face in his shoulder. Hot breath sears his skin, coaxing him to sweat again. Exhaling, Ethan's cock is also burning, although he's a long way from cumming.

Adjusting his grip, he switches from Alex's hips to her ass, gripping her cheeks tight. The small change gives Ethan a nice little boost, but Alex makes a sound into his shoulder that tells him she loves having her ass abused.

For somebody who defaults to topping, she makes a really good bottom.

Grunting, Ethan keeps hammering, impaling Alex on his cock with each rising thrust. She trembling against him, her ass flexing, drowning in lust already. The small poke against his belly hardens, Alex's cock fully awake. Following her body language, Ethan thinks she's close. He, however, still has a ways to go. Round twos can be rough like that. What he's starting to worry about is how much gas he has in the tank. Breathing hard already, he doesn't think he can keep this up.

"Hnnnn! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Alex wails, her voice cracking. Ethan can feel her ass doing something weird, and a moment later she lets out a much higher-pitched cry. "F-UCK!"

Something hot and sticky punches Ethan in the belly. Alex tenses, almost strangling him up top and breaking his cock in half down below. Wincing, trying to breathe, Ethan tries to keep his pace up, but his muscles are sore, and he doesn't know how much longer he can-

Alex's hips start moving, Ethan letting out a studdered gasp as she starts twerking on his lap. Still holding on tight, above and below, she starts to ride him, the high of her orgasm fueling her. For a moment, Ethan considers stopping, letting her have turn, but he remembers last round she did all the work. It's his turn now.

Not that he doesn't appreciate the effort. His cock sure does. He feels it swelling, hardening, growing inside of her. He hadn't noticed he wasn't at 100% yet, but now he might be past it. His vision blurs, Ethan's blood rushing. He's in the race now, but he's still got to deliver. Squeezing her ass, he decides to make this a sprint.

Alex lets out a cry, a scream really, of pleasure, her muscles clenching. Her orgasm over, she's in new territory now. Her hips keep moving, but it's clear Ethan is the main driving ****. Her ass is pushed to its limits, barely fighting back, allowing Ethan to fuck her so hard her back goes numb.

Straining, Ethan is almost there, his balls aching. His load will be smaller than last time, but he doesn't care. every muscle in his body is screaming. His cock is screaming. He needs to cum and he needs to cum now.

Out of nowhere, Alex lets out another wail, her loosened ass suddenly becoming a vice. Ethan winces, and at the same moment, a second sticky punch jabs him in the stomach, near where the first hit. Convulsing on top of him, Alex melts as a second orgasm rocks her, Ethan's eyes rolling back and her throes ravage him. His balls churn, and a moment later he lets out his own orgasmic wail.

A surge of heat blows through him, and he blows a load deep into Alex. Cum pumps from his pulsating prick, the load ending up being bigger than expected. Groaning, Ethan's hips drop, unable to continue, with Alex stopping as well, slumping against him. He does manage to keep a grip on her ass, not letting go until he's shot out every last drop.

It takes a minute to come down, Ethan both letting go of her very red ass, and easing her off his quickly softening dick.

"Hnn," Alex whines, lifting her head and pouting. "No more?"

"No more..." Ethan sighs, exhausted.

"Oh..." she lowers her head, nestling against him. "So... Round three?"

After letting out a weezing chuckle, they both agree to settle for a cuddle.