GO!

“GO!”

You are off like a shot. From a still start you are fapping at full power and full speed in the blink of an eye. Balls to the wall you were going to hold nothing back. You were playing to win. You were going to find out just how fast you could nut, something you never would have done with another woman. There was something about Button that was so liberating. You’d only known her a short time yet you just knew deep down that there would be no Fiona-like mocking, Allie-like disappointment, Mom-like backhanded quips, or Elsie-like sympathy coming from her. If you popped prematurely you’d only get smiles, or so you hoped. You were about to find out because the way her lithe body was moving in front of you already had you feeling the pressure.

“Oh geez!” Button had scrambled to catch up but was now pumping her little peener as furiously as you were. Her free hand grabs a titty and starts frantically massaging it as her body begins to rock forward and back. “Ohhh Jesse…I’m not gonna last long like this!”

“Feeling it already, huh?” You grunt.

“Mmm. Uh huh.” She nods, her wide eyes looking ****. The knob of her dick appears and disappears from her grip just as yours did as she follows your jerking lead stroke for stroke. “MMM! Feels good Jesse! Feels real good Jesse.”

“Come on Button. That’s it. Jerk that stick.”

“Mmm, mmm, mmm.” She whines like a pleading puppy as her butt tightens up and her hips quiver. “Ohhhhh Jesse!”

“Ha ha ha! Look at you. You really are quick aren’t y…”

You didn’t even get the words out of your mouth before she yips. “I’m squirting! Oh Jesse!”

“It hasn’t even been a minute!”

“I’M SQUIRTINNNNG!”

And squirt she does! From behind her nuts a little spritz of pussy juice spatters to the floor followed two pumps later by a creamy wad of cum exploding from her tip in short, quick spurts from her spasming dicklet. Her shots don’t even reach to her knees and were half the volume of your own. Even her load was cute!

“OHHH! OOOOO!” She half moans half howls as her svelt body writhes and bucks through an all encompassing orgasm. “Jesse! OHHHH!”

Fuck! Hearing her cry your name in climax…it was too much!

“GNNNNGHHH!!!” Just as Button was coming down from her orgasm you blast your thick manseed to splatter down across hers. Hips thrusting the air, your hand milking your member in a hard grip, you blow your load just seconds after her. “MMMMM!”

“YIP!” On all fours she bounces in place, and everything bounced with her. Ears, titties, peen, balls, everything. “Cum Jesse! Yah! Ohhhh look at your big fat boy cock cum! There’s so MUCH! Ha ha ha!”

“Mnnngh!” You hunch forward, your body trembling as the last few dribbles leak out.

She leaps to the side into a roll then scurries right back at you on hands and knees. “I won! I won! Didn’t I say I was quick! Didn’t I say?”

“Whooo.” You sit back as that wonderful post-nut mellow hits you full ****. You’d cum a lot already today and it felt nice. “You did say Button. And you were right.”

“He he he! Hey. You were pretty quick too though. Good job Jesse!”

You laugh. She was praising you for being a minuteman. And she was being serious!

She come scampering up to you and on pure instinct you reach out to take her into a great big warm post-coital hug. Happy as could be she nuzzles her cheek into your chest. The silky fur on her ear was SO soft as it brushed your chin. Her naked skin so warm and smooth against yours. Against yours!? At the same moment you both realize your mistake!

“Hah!” You each gasp and pull away as if the other was coated in acid.

“Whoops!” Button giggles. “Close one. Careful Jesse.”

“You too!”

You look at each other, then down to your shared mess, then back to each other and start laughing. “What a mess we made.”

“What a race.” You say through your laughs. “We’re setting speed records out here. Ha ha ha ha! I’m glad Fiona didn’t see that. Ha ha ha!”

“I win! HA HA! I win!” She announces, puffing her chest out proudly and jabbing a thumb into a tit. “I get to lead next time. Right Jesse? Right? I’m a winner!”

Smiling and shaking your head you marvel at this bundle of pure joy. “You sure are Button. You sure are.”

Another masturbation race lost, and you couldn’t have been happier.