"Are you OK?" I asked.
"God YES," she moaned. "Just go real slow, ‘K?" I did. I started inching it in very slowly, bit by bit. Hey, if I went any faster I was afraid it was going to rip the skin right off my dick! Maggie moaned the whole way. Her hips were rocking back and forth, but very little, as if part of her wanted to just thrust back and impale herself on me, but the rest of her was holding back. I grabbed her hips to steady her as I slowly inched my way in.
And Maggie-the cool, collected sexpot, Anything-Goes Maggie, takes on all comers with a smile-well, Maggie was… elsewhere. Her eyes were pinched shut. Her cheeks were blazing. Her mouth was in an O and she was breathing in percussive little gasps, punctuated by "Ohgodohgodohgod" at various intervals. Sweat had broken out all over her body. She was shuddering. I was worried, but she got out at one point, "moremoreGoddon’tstopPLEASEdon’tstopmoremore." So I gave her more. Every last millimeter. It seemed like it took all night, but I got it all in.
"Maggie."
"OHGODOHGOD."
Maggie. It’s all the way. You took it all."
"OHGOD.""Earth to Maggie. Earth to Maggie," I chuckled.
She let out a breath, then visibly put herself back together. "Oh, God, I have never felt anything like this in my life. It hurts and feels fantastic all at once. It feels like you’re splitting me open with a damn meat cleaver in my ass and I love every minute of it." She gasped. "I mean, I just went-- out there, somewhere."
"I actually made Maggie Benson’s mind leave her body. Score one for me."
She giggled, then moaned. "Oh God. Jared, please, fuck me, OK? Slow, though, OK?"
I did. She was up on her hands and knees and I started moving in and out of her slowly. And she just lost it. Moaning, gasping, whinnying, strange little noises that I couldn’t identify coming out of her mouth. Even at this slow pace, this was almost too much for her. Then, after a bit of this, she said, "Oh God Jared…need…need to cum…can’t…oh God Jared help me…cum…Oh God…" I got the message. I reached around her thigh with my hand and sought out her pussy. She was drenched. I went right for the clit and started rubbing. She went almost immediately with an earth-rattling howl. And her ass muscles clenching almost ripped my dick in half!
She pitched forward on the bed, still gasping and heaving, and said, "No more…I can’t…" I got the message and slowly pulled out of her ass. My head popping out made her shudder again. She completely collapsed on the bed, and I wrapped my arms around her, as she shuddered and gasped and tried to come down. Then her eyes fluttered open. She looked at me. They were pleading. "Jared, fuck my pussy, please, God, please fuck my pussy, Oh God…" Well, like I’d refuse that. But I knew where my dick had just been, so I went over to the sink in the room and washed it off a bit. Then I went back to the bed. I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her pussy. She moaned, then her eyes flew open, and with a completely wild look she said, "Jared! Now! Ram it! RAM IT!"
I did. Shit, I think she moved a foot back on the bed-and she screamed. I was actually taken aback-even with all her "ram it" commands, I thought I had gotten carried away. When I started moving in and out of her, it was at a more deliberate pace. But she was having none of that. "HARDER! HARDER!" she screamed, grabbing my ass to egg me on. I ended up relentlessly slamming into her-and getting a constant barrage of screams and grunts and shouts of "MORE! HARDER!" for my trouble.
Jesus. I had taken Amanda’s virginity, and was very careful with her. There was that one time that we got a bit carried away, but she was on top and controlling it. Allie was nervous about my size so I was careful with her. Sheila had already been well-fucked by the time I got to her so I was careful with her. And Lori had been on the top and controlled it.
So, this was my first time for some wild, pelvis-slamming animalistic rutting. Probably one of the few-since not many girls could handle this with a guy of my size. And it was great. Maggie went absolutely nuts. Some of the noises she was making sounded like they were not of this world. Her eyes rolled back in her head. And I just completely lost control-I fucked her with complete utter abandon.
I thought I was pretty satiated. Not with this going on. I actually went before my muscles gave out. I lost count of Maggie’s.
After I sort of regained my senses, I looked at her. I had landed next to her on the bed so I looked at her. She was staring blankly into space, her hands clutching at one another.
"Maggie?"
She looked over to me and her eyes focused. And then she smiled. "Shit," she said, "I swear it came out the top of my head!"
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"I’m fine," she smiled. "I’m gonna be sore as all get-out tomorrow, but it was worth every fucking minute." She smiled. "I talked to Amanda at the game, you know. When she said you guys were coming here, I told her I wanted you. She said she knew. Then I told her what I was going to do-that I was going to egg you on until you fucked me full-force. She loved the idea-she knows you couldn’t do that to her without splitting her in two. So, this was her little gift-to both of us."
"She’s something else," I agreed.
Suddenly Maggie got very serious. "Jared. Take care of her, OK? Please. Look, I know why you guys are doing this tonight-why you both felt you needed to get it out of your system. I even agree with it, considering how repressed she’s been and how shy you were. But, Jared, after this? Take care of her." She sighed. "If this goes on too long, I’m afraid that it might sour things between you two. You’re a patient, loving, and generous guy, Jared-but you’re not a saint. Nobody is." Another sigh, this one deeper. "And then she’d end up with my lifestyle. Which she shouldn’t have to settle for." I looked at her in surprise. "Oh, don’t get me wrong, my lifestyle is fine for what it is. And I do like it, and I do enjoy sex, and I don’t like staying home on Saturday nights. But I’d trade it in a heartbeat, and become the most monogamous person you ever saw, if I had the chance to have something like Amanda has with you. Look, I know I haven’t met anything even remotely approaching Mr. Right-and that’s fine, and that’s why I can enjoy being the way I am, for now. But Amanda has met Mr. Right. It’s you, you both know it, and so do I. Don’t let her blow it, Jared. Please." And then she sniffled!
I looked at her in astonishment, and she went on. "I almost cried in class yesterday, you know-when she said that she’d never told me she loved me. I never have, either. And I do love that girlfriend of yours, Jared. She was right, you know-I’ve seen through her from the start. I’ve always known what beats at the heart of Amanda Frazier, but she had to discover it herself. When she hooked up with you, and stopped repressing herself, do you know how damn happy I was for her? Oh, man. I love that girl like a sister. I just want her to be happy. You make her happy, above all else, and I hope she knows that, and soon."
She sniffled again, then grinned at me, and then made an attempt to rustle up the Maggie Benson ‘tude. "Look at me-a good fuck and I get all weepy."
"You’re a good person, Maggie Benson," I told her, "and a good friend. You need to tell Amanda what you just told me. Especially the part about loving her like a sister."
"Maybe. Someday," she smiled wistfully. Then got her usual grin. "I think we’d better go make sure she hasn’t had her brains fucked out, eh?"
We left the room, and went to find Amanda. We entered the gangbang room. There were a couple of guys in there. We looked at Amanda, and she was gone. I mean, I thought Maggie’s mind had left her body during that assfuck-well, this was worse. She didn’t know where she was.
"She’s done, Jared."
"I agree."
We let the guy that was in her finish up, but kicked the rest that were waiting out of the room and locked it.