Competing Couples

Moaning, the athletic blonde threw her head back to face the ceiling of her bedroom. Light pink nipples capping a perky pair of medium-breasts bounced in rhythm to the upward thrusts of her lover. Running her hands around her body, Ashley's moans hit a higher pitch as she cupped her breasts and pinched her own nipples.

Below the riding teenager, Brandon held a firm grip on her toned ass cheeks. Like clockwork, or a couple intimately familiar with each other's bodies, he lifted the petite girl up and down in unison with her bouncing. The whole time his eyes hungrily drank in the perfect body of Ashley. Flawless, tight skin could be found across every inch, showcasing the time spent practicing for cheerleading. Brandon loved to wrap his hands around her slim waist before sliding them down to palm those firm globes of the best ass he ever imagined. If only those tights were a little bigger. Imagine Hannah's big tits on this body or her mom's fucking knockers!

Thinking of Mrs. Woodsen led Brandon to feel like a naughty schoolboy. He always felt that way whenever he and Ash fooled around in her bedroom. With its pink walls, stuffed animals, and cheerleader memorabilia, the room gave off the impression that Brandon was fucking a younger girl. Sometimes he wondered if Ashley's stuffed animals could talk, how traumatized they must be from all the sex they had witnessed. No doubt, Hannah's fucked in here when no one else was around.

"Love this dick!"

Ashley's usual line dragged her boyfriend's eyes back from the room attire to her writhing body. Those perky breasts were now lonely as her hands ran through her long, blonde hair. God, she looks fucking hot with her hands in her hair like that.

"You like my dick?"

"I love it! Such a fat cock," she purred, dropping her head to show the fire in her eyes.

"You want more of it?" he grinned, moving his hands from her ass to her waist in anticipation of what came next.

"Stuff me full, baby, stuff me full!" Her last word shouted to a higher pitcher as filled her request.

Showing off the strength he acquired in the weight room, Brandon manhandled her small figure. He lifted her, rammed his cock upward as he pulled her down, all over and over. Watching her body rise and fall, he used Ashley like a ragdoll. Her head rolled around as her pleasure mounted, sweat dripping off her skin to splash onto his. So violent were their actions that Brandon could hear a knocking sound from the bed.

Wait, Ashley's bed doesn't knock; it squeaks. Slowing down his movements, Brandon listened intently.

"Bran! I'm close, don't stop," whined Ashley. She tried to keep riding his cock, but Brandon's firm grip stopped her from continuing. "Brandon!"

"Shh! Listen," he ordered her, his head twisted around in an effort to hear better.

Groaning in her need to cum, Ashley tried to slap her boyfriend's hands off her waist. He held them there while ordering her to listen again.

"Fine."

Slowly, but surely, Ashley's eyes widened as she finally heard the soft knocking sound. Giggling, she realized what and who was making the sound in the next bedroom.

"Sounds like Zack is giving it to Lisa," she pointed out with a grin.

"You wanna out bang them?" Brandon asked when the idea struck him.

"Do I cheer for a living?" Ashley replied with a devilish grin.

"You don't get paid for being a cheerleader," he pointed out as he flipped them over so that she was on her back.

"I get paid by knowing I fire up people's libidos."

Spreading her lean legs wide, Brandon scooted forward, but just as he planned to spear her hole, Ashley's hand stopped him.

"Let me," she said, guiding his straining member into her soaked kitty. "Oh, Bran, I love your big, fat cock!"

"We're going to so out bang them," Brandon stated, after his girl's loud, exaggerated cry. He added his own loud cry. "Baby, your pussy is as tight as a virgin!"

"Fuck me, Bran. Fuck me like you always do!"

Holding her legs apart as far as they could go, Brandon plowed into pussy. He quickly surmised that their position in the bed wasn't right for what they wanted. "Scoot up," he whispered. Already too far gone into her need for an orgasm, Ashley looked at him with confused, glazed eyes. "Closer to the headboard so we can bang it against the wall."

"I'm gonna split your pussy in half, Ash!" he screamed, impaling her with a violent thrust. One that slammed her head and shoulders against the princess -style headboard. "Shit, sorry," he apologized in a whisper.

"Don't be, fucking break me!"

"That looked like it hurt."

"I don't care. We're going to win this thing. Now fuck me hard!"

Brandon rocked back in surprise at how competitive his usually sweet girlfriend seemed to have gotten. Nodding to her and to himself, he reared again, throwing his dick into her twat as hard as could. The bang of the headboard against the wall could surely be heard in the next room; it certainly rang out in Ashley's. Despite her proclamation, Brandon kept a slower steady pace in case Ashley had second thoughts.

"Harder, Bran. Pound me like you do to a football!"

"Nobody else's pussy can take my cock like you can!"

"They better not, I'm the only girl you're supposed to be fucking," Ashley snapped, slapping his head.

"I'm in character," he whispered.

"Oh, right. Sorry," she whispered back, before going louder. "Damn right, no other pussy can handle this cock."

Both teens got so into their fucking they forget to listen for sounds next door. Eventually, their fog of lust lifted as shrieks filtering between the walls.

"Fuck me with that long cock, Zack!" Lisa screamed. "Best cock in town."

"Bran's cock is beast!" countered Ashley.

"Zack's a virgin killer! Maul, my cootie!" Lisa responded.

"Tightest pussy in town. Never gets loose," Brandon bellowed.

Silence followed. Ashley smiled as Zack didn't compliment his girlfriend's cootie. Even the headboard next door stopped its clanking.

"Sweetest too. Tastes like candy!" Brandon continued, pleasing Ashley.

What sounded like a slap could be heard along with a cry. Then followed Zack's uncomfortable response.

"Lisa's tasty too!"

Brandon let out a deep laugh at how awkward his friend sounded. Ashley felt some sympathy for her family friend. Zack was too much a romantic to jump into a situation like this without some regrets.

"Ay Papi! Más! Más!"

The words in Spanish threw off Brandon and Ashley. Both looked at each other in puzzlement.

"Fóllame! Fóllame más fuerte!"

"I didn't know Lisa spoke Spanish," Ashley remarked.

"She can't," Brandon stated. Then the light bulb went off in his head. "Lisa's using the few words she knows to spur on Zack and beat us."

"Oh, fuck that," spat out an angry Ashley. "Oh, Brandon, I want you to pour your cum all over me! Spray me down!"

"What?!"

"It's part of the act."

"Oh. Yeah, I'm gonna hose you, Ash. Like in a bukkake!"

"Grande tan grande!"

"I'll be your little porn star, Bran!"

Feeling his orgasm getting closer, Brandon shifted, placing Ashley's legs on his shoulders. The new position bent the little blonde in almost half.

"Mine's bigger!" Ashley's screamed.

"You couldn't handle Zack's flagpole!"

"Bran's monster would slay you!

Sawing his straining cock in and out of Ash's wet, clingy pussy, Brandon couldn't keep up the banter anymore. All he could muster were moans as the slapping of skin echoed around his girlfriend's bedroom. Ashley fought through her pants and moans to push out more words. She's really taking this seriously. Brandon thought as he began to jackhammer her hole.

"I bet...Zack can cum...more!" Lisa struggled to say, her orgasm approaching almost at the same rate as Ashley's.

"Bran's...cum is...addictive....you....be his...slut," Ashley panted, but at a softer level.

"It's like we're....side by side," Brandon grunted with his eyes closed. The urge to cum was getting to close to stave off.

Unknown to him, his words put his girlfriend over the top. The image of another couple fucking on the bed next to them, watching them, shockingly turned her on immensely.

"Yes! Sweetie...fuck, yeeessss!"

"Sí, sí, yes, Zack...like THAATTT!" Lisa erupted in the next room.

"God, Ash!" Brandon howled, flooding her insides with his sperm.

Still, the headboard next door banged against the wall as Brandon rolled off Ashley. The two worn-out teens laid there as the realization hit that Zack was still going. The finished couple had very different thoughts over the nice guy's stamina.

"Take that, you witch!" Zack roared as he exploded.

"I guess we know who won," grumbled Brandon.