Fucking Friend

"Fuck me harder, come on, stick it in there," cried Clair, as the kid pounded into her from above as she lay back on the bleachers. She had her legs wrapped around him, pulling him into her pussy. "You Mamaronek pricks are always talking about how much better you are then us, but you sure didn't prove it on the field, so you better prove it to my CUUUUUUNNNNT!!" she yelled as she came on him.

Samantha smiled, and then swung herself over him, using her fisting hand to aim him. She lightly set his dick at her entrance, and began to slowly lower herself onto him. She grabbed his hands and pulled them to her chest, encouraging him to feel her up as she took him in half way, before rising back up until he was just barely inside of her, causing Matt to grunt. As he began to play with her nipples, she began to rock up and down, showing her athleticism by increasing the depth of penetration only slightly with each motion. Just when Matt felt like he couldn't stand it anymore and began to tense to thrust up into her, she twisted her hips and then slammed down on him in a coiling motion, and now he tensed to try to hold back his cum.

Matt focused all of his energy into Sam's tits, since she seemed determined to do all the thrusting. The near orgasm had cleared up his head, but Matt found that he didn't give a damn what was going on at this point and just wanted to fuck her brains out. With a few solid strokes, Sam began to tighten on him, her whole body tensing a bit as she cried out, and Matt thrust hard into her and came, neither of them caring that he was inside her. Sam kissed him and pulled off, then quickly vaulted the bleachers, giving Matt a good look at her gash dripping their combined cum, and shoved that gash into one of the Tiger's fans faces. The girl, not breaking her rhythm riding some well hung but gangly nerd began licking Sam with abandon.