Firecracker Gone Astray - Firecracker #2 (Erotic Romance) (3 page)

She reached down into his exercise shorts and grabbed his member. He was already standing at attention. Same horse cock as always.

“I was wrong about you Erik,” she said. “I should have given you another chance.”

Trixie stroked his length as he carried her past the lockers into an equally unisex shower. She bounced out of his arms and landed on her feet in front of him. He was at least twice her breadth at the shoulder. Trixie pulled his compression shirt up, but couldn’t reach high enough to pull it over his head. Erik finished the gesture by pulling it off over his head and tossed it aside.

She raked her fingers up through his chest hair. He had a thick black forest of it. His pectoral muscles were so large that both her hands barely covered one. Trixie stretched her fingers over his sinewy shoulders and gripped hard. She pulled herself up to his mouth, feet off the ground, and kissed him more hungrily.

Erik gingerly touched her back as she dangled there. He wasn’t pulled even a little off balance by her weight, but he didn’t grab her like she had anticipated. He was reserved for some reason. Fine. She had to earn her way back into his good graces again. Maybe then he would start to be more forthright again. What could she do for him that men liked?

Trixie lowered herself to ground again. They were standing on a tiled floor and flanked by two communal showers posts. There was also a freestanding shower wall near the back of the room, presumably for more bashful people. Trixie brought her hands down along Erik’s sides, savoring the bulging muscles that protected his ribs, and finally to the waistband of his shorts.

“It wasn’t right of me to move on like I did.”

Trixie pulled the shorts off over his formidable organ, bringing her lips close enough to it so that he could feel her breath against his length. She flicked his ball sack with her tongue before squatting and pulled his shorts down at the same time. Trixie looked up at Erik as he stepped out of each leg. He was so tall that she had a clear view of his undercarriage. He wasn’t shaved clean, but his package was recently trimmed, more so than the rest of his body.

Shaving wasn’t absolutely necessary in Trixie’s books, but she appreciated men who made an effort. You weren’t attracted to a man like Erik if body hair was even a small problem, but he clearly understood the value of manicuring his equipment. Trixie quite liked the barbaric hairiness, the way it held his musky scent after a workout.

She stood up and pushed him against the freestanding shower wall. Erik walked backwards at the end of her finger tip.

“I was wrong to judge you so quickly.”

His bumped against the tiled wall.

Trixie had him stay there as she took a step back to survey his magnificently sculpted body. She removed her sports bra and pushed her shorts down in a single uninterrupted gesture. Trixie stepped out of her shorts, completely naked but for her sneakers. Erik didn’t know where to look, but to his credit kept coming back to her eyes. Lastly, she untied her ponytail and shook the fiery mantle out in front of him.

“Can I make it up to you Erik? Can you give me another chance?”

The shiny crown of his erection pressed against the bottom of her sternum. She took his throbbing cock into both of her hands and began to stroke him lightly. The head inflated at her touch. Erik inhaled sharply at the arousing gesture. His breath came more rapidly.

“I was hoping you would say that.”

She barely had to lean over to lick the ridge of his cock. Erik was longer and wider than most men. She couldn’t swallow him entirely into her mouth, but lathered his appendage with her tongue until he glistened. Trixie drew her mouth up and down along the side of his length, sucking the head repeatedly. Erik leaned against the freestanding shower wall and hooked his muscular arms up over the top, pushing his hips forward.

“Do you like that? Does it make up for how I treated you? No? Let me try something else.”

She was playing the role of repentant mistress now. Trixie took up her breasts in both hands and nestled his cock between them. She began to slide his length up and down between her girls.

“How does that feel? Want me to go faster?”

Erik nodded speechlessly as she continued, unable to look away. Trixie licked his rigid pole every couple of strokes to keep him slick. She could feel Erik throbbing between her tits, pulsing with blood as he grew harder, engorged with desire. Trixie wanted him hungry. She wanted to obliterate his reservations about being with her again.

Erik brought a hand to his face, drawing it down across his expression. “Gods Trixie, I can’t resist you,” he said.

And just like that, his restraint crumbled.

Erik withdrew from her breasts, grabbed her waist in his two enormous hands, and carried Trixie to the side wall. She was going to wrap her legs around his waist but then he hoisted her onto his shoulders, effortlessly placing her into a reverse piggy-back position. She locked her ankles behind his back and leaned against the wall for stability. Trixie’s head almost brushed the ceiling, but Erik had her well in hand. She tilted her hips forward into his waiting mouth as he plied her cleft with a deft tongue.

Trixie moaned as he alternatively flicked her lips apart and pulled on each one with his mouth. Erik was an immovable rock beneath her body. His hands reached up and cupped her backside, allowing him to explore her nethers more deeply. She was already moist, but that made her ignite with heat.

Trixie knew she might go limp if she released, but this was Erik. He would catch her if she did, and it would be a trifle for him to do so. Despite the height of her position, she felt completely secure. As such, the warmth in her belly radiated outwards. She closed her eyes, putting the elevation out of sight and mind, and gave in to the impending cascade.

Her biggest detonation was still a ways off, but Trixie could still cut loose with a small torrent. It’s not like she had a choice either, as his tongue darted ever faster into her folds. She exhaled sharply to let him know what was coming. Erik braved the honeyed waters and continued lapping at her slit, undaunted. If anything, the height of her precarious perch and Erik’s talented mouth only prolonged her enjoyment. Her moans echoed throughout the room.

Erik sensed her body beginning to relax and reached up, cradling her as she slipped off his shoulders. Her legs reached down but she held onto him for support. Erik wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her close, and handily cupped her slippery mound as he placed her on the floor. She shuddered with aftershocks as his fingers plummeted her depths.

“Take me as you will Erik. You’ve earned it.”

Erik kneeled down in front of her like a sex idol, his phallus no less erect than when she’d had him in her mouth. He took Trixie’s hands and brought her toward him like a carnal offering. His cock swelled in anticipation as she widened her legs apart and grabbed his shoulders. Erik wasn’t going to rush this part, no doubt well accustomed the challenge his girth presented to most women, but Trixie wanted him inside.

She descended on him slowly, teasing his head into her breach before even attempting to take up more. She was certainly slick enough. Then impatience trumped caution and Trixie took the plunge.

Erik bored up inside her cavern, passing the threshold of what she could endure. Pleasure and pain entwined as his swollen cock widened her canal. She lost her breath for a moment, until her muscles relaxed around his circumference.

Trixie was sliding up and down Erik in no time. He felt amazing, but only just. Her lips distended and stretched with each stroke of his organ, making him progressively easy to take. A little pain to get here was worth it. Erik looked up at her admiringly and smiled. His hands moved to her waist and helped guide each rise and fall.

“You never cease to surprise me Trixie.”

She was already working up a sweat, but managed to speak between breaths.

“How’s that?”

“I forgot how quickly you can take me. I can’t tell you how much I missed that.”

“I think you just did.”

Erik was enjoying himself, but Trixie thought he was being too objective for her liking. She wanted him to abandon himself. This was controlled sex for him, likely a habit he formed to avoid driving too deeply into a woman. Trixie wanted to turn that part of his brain off so that he could truly enjoy himself. She could accommodate him and wanted him to know that.

Trixie took him into her depths. Erik wasn’t going to lose himself until he knew she could handle him, balls deep. She wanted that too, craved it even. That’s when Trixie felt Erik pulse inside her cavern. Her eyes widened at the unexpected thrill. Her furnace blazed hot for a moment in reaction to his momentary throb. Trixie looked down at him for an explanation.

“Did you do that on purpose?”

Erik did it again, broadening his width between her legs. It took a second to recover, caught off guard again, and brought forth a hidden reserve of moisture.

“What do you think?” he asked with a sly grin.

“I think you know exactly what you’re doing.”

Trixie swept her ginger mane back and begin to truly ride Erik, circling her hips with each descent until he collided against the back of her cavern.

“Do it again,” she asked eagerly.

Erik began to pulse at random intervals. Trixie was hard pressed to contain her excitement and so made no effort to do so. Her heat was rising but not in the same way as her cataclysmic release. She was simmering at a good heat, but her boiling release was still a ways off.

Erik was in control for now. So be it, she decided. If he wants to impress, let him show off. She was certainly willing to go along for the ride. Trixie was in a froth now, more accustomed to the technique. The regular pulses were actually allowing her to take up more of his length each time he stopped. In short order, she could accept Erik’s entire length.

“I see what you did there,” she said. “You’re going to ruin me for lesser mortals.”

Erik squeezed her ass, supported her weight in both hands, and began to really start fucking her now. Trixie couldn’t hold back any longer. This was the Erik she craved. The one who took charge and asserted his power. Her face flushed with color. Each thrust ignited a deep sting within her cunt that only grew with intensity. She gave over to his monstrous strength and was even aroused by it. He would have his way with her and there was nothing she could to do stop him. She was his, unable and unwilling to escape. She came quickly.

Trixie was still building to her detonation, but that didn’t stop her from releasing in tremors that fired up through her spine. She trembled and coated Erik in nectar, wailing during each flutter. It wouldn’t be long now before Trixie found out if he was truly okay with her gushing orgasm. Strangely, she felt more cavalier about it than ever before. If Erik couldn’t handle it, she knew somebody else who could
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Trixie slowly rose off Erik, savoring his cock as she dismounted. He was still extremely erect. His member was swollen and ruddy from vigorous use. As Trixie placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself, she wanted nothing more than to take him up again. She was only a little spent and not even close to being done with him yet.

“You’re being selfish, Trixie, said, “And here I gave you such a nice apology.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” Erik insisted.

“Sure, sure. Your kind always acts like nothing ever gets under their skin. I know better.”

Trixie grabbed Erik’s wrists and mock pulled him onto his feet. She had no hope of actually lifting him off the ground, but Erik got the idea and stood up. She lead them behind the freestanding wall and stood in front of him. Trixie grabbed the neck of a shower head, arched her spine backwards, and flashed an eye back at Erik over a shoulder through her disheveled hair.

“Care to give a girl another go around?”

Erik didn’t have to be asked twice. He was no less horned now then when they started, no doubt from all the holding back he was doing. Trixie would put an end to that. Erik put his hands on her backside. Each one practically enveloped her hips. Trixie spread her legs apart, knowing full well what was coming. She could spread her lips further apart in this position. Larger men could always take her more easily from behind.

Erik had to keep his knees bent to reach her cleft with his organ, but made the effort regardless. He spread her open and easily found his way up inside her still dripping gash. Trixie braced herself, gripping the shower head more firmly, and pushed back along his stem, fully accepting him inside. She was still loose from before.

“You have
NO
idea how good that feels.”

He started slowly at first, but couldn’t hold back for long, not when she was this willing. Trixie guessed that Erik probably couldn’t cut loose with most women. She was not only big enough, but a little incidental pain was nothing compared to how breathtaking it felt to be filled with his member.

There was something utterly primal about taking so much cock, like this is what a man was supposed to feel like. She couldn’t explain it, but being pummeled from behind by Erik, whose body eclipsed hers in every way that mattered, was authentically primitive, and fundamentally right. She wanted more. She wanted to explode with heat and come to show her appreciation. That’s when Erik started to labor behind her. She saw the problem right away.