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EROTIC FILTH 7

4 MORE DIRTY STORIES

Alex Hunter

Copyright 2017 by Alex Hunter

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

HAMMERING THE DIRTY TEEN’S ASS

JENNA IS A DIRTY GIRL

SHE GETS HER WAY

THE ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME FIVE


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SHE LOVES IT IN THE BUTT

 

I’ve always been lucky when it comes to women. I’m not quite sure why. I’m a decent enough looking fellow, a shade over six feet tall and 170 pounds with an in-shape body of a natural athlete who spends a lot of time outdoors, but I’m certainly nothing special. But for some reason, there’s something about me that draws a specific type of woman. Namely, sluts.

Every since I was a teenager they flocked to me. In high school, college, and now into my late twenties, I routinely get approached by women who just want to fuck. Most of the time it’s just a one-time thing, with no complications or commitments. At times it has turned into something more, but every time a hook-up morphed into a relationship it fizzled out pretty quickly. Again, I’m not sure why. But for some reason I just wasn’t relationship material.

Which was fine by me. The way I see it, relationships are more trouble than they’re worth. I was perfectly content to have single nights (or afternoons) with women and then move on. And I was lucky enough that I never had a shortage of suitors.

Like Nadia, for example.

There I was, just minding my own business in line at the coffee shop after work, getting myself a cup of coffee to help me through the evening, when I first saw her. She was a  platinum-haired beauty, standing right behind me in line, wearing super-short cut-off jean shorts. She had dark eyes, full lips, perfect skin and a rockin’ body that she obviously wasn’t afraid to show off.

Once glance and I turned away, not wanting to stare. I’m a pretty nice guy, relaxed and mellow, but I’m not real outgoing. I don’t generally start up conversations with strangers. But apparently she had no such reservations.

“Quite a wait, huh?” she said, talking to me as if we were old friends right from the get-go.

“Yeah,” I said, trying to return the vibe. “Pretty typical for this place.”

“I know, but still, today seems longer than usual,” she said. “At least I’ve got some decent scenery to look at.”

I gave her a slightly confused look.

“What?” she said. “You don’t think you’re good-looking?”

“I don’t know,” I said, not sure where this was going and not wanting to make a fool of myself with a complete stranger, especially one as hot as she was. “I’ve never really thought about it much.”

“Oh, bullshit,” she said, laughing. “Everyone thinks about what they look like.”

“True,” I said. “But I’m not really concerned with it too much.”

“I can tell,” she said. “Otherwise you’d shave every once in a while, or wash your hair.” Before I could object, she continued on. “But you know what? I like that. Too many people worry about what everyone else thinks these days.”

“I agree,” I said as the line moved forward. It was my turn to order. I did, then asked my new friend what she wanted. “My treat,” I told her.

“Why thank you,” she said after placing her order. “I’m Nadia, by the way.”

“I’m Max,” I said. “And it’s the least I can do,” I said.

“And what’s the most?” she asked, flashing me a mischievous grin.

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think I mean?” she said, her grin growing wider.

“I have no idea,” I said.

Before the conversation could go any further, the barista called out our names.

“Care to sit down with me and talk some more, Mister Max?”

“I’d be delighted,” I said.

“It’s hard to find a good man these days,” she said shortly after we’d sat down. We were outside, at the table in the corner of the patio, away from the rest of the patrons.

“Most guys are trash,” I said, still not sure exactly where this was going. I had a few ideas, but I didn’t want to presume too much for fear of getting disappointed.

“Tell me about it,” she said. “Of course, I don’t exactly set myself up for success most of the time.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I generally don’t go about picking up guys the traditional way.”

“How do you go about them?” I asked.

“Well, if I want a guy, I’ll just go up to him and ask if he wants to fuck.”

I’m not going to lie, it took some effort to keep my coffee down when she said that. But eventually I managed to ask: “What if the guy says no?”

“Then I go on to the next one,” she said. “But that doesn’t happen very often, believe me.”

“Oh, I do,” I said. “So, is that what you’re doing right now? Asking me if I want to fuck?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know yet. It depends.”

“On what?”

“On you,” she said.

“How so?”

“Well, I’m pretty picky,” she said.

“About what?”

“Cocks. They have to be certain size or I’m not really interested.”

“Is that right?”

She nodded.

“But how do you know how big it is before you get their clothes off?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “There are a whole bunch of different ways. Sometimes I take them to the men’s room and get a little peek. Or the corner of the building. But usually I just do this.”

She reached beneath the table and grabbed ahold of my cock, grasping it through my pants, right there at the patio of coffee shop. Luckily I was pretty hard just from talking to her.

“Well,” I said after she’d let go. “What do you think?”

“Very impressive,” she said.

“Is it big enough for you?”

“Oh yes.”

“So does that mean . . .”

“That I’m going to ask you if you want to fuck me?” she finished.

I nodded.

“It does indeed,” she said.  “But I have to tell you, if you can’t handle butt sex, don’t even bother. I don’t like men who don’t like butt sex.”

“Butt sex? You mean anal?”

“Yep,” she said. “Because that’s really all I want. If you really, really want to, you can stick your cock in my pussy every once in a while, but only as foreplay. But if it were up to me you’d be fucking just my ass and nothing else. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I think I can manage,” I said.

“And, of course, I like to give blow jobs too,” she said.

“Really?” I said. This girl was too good to be true.

“Hell yeah. I get more excited blowing you than I do if you munch on my cunt. That’s so boring.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Completely,” she said, flashing me a nasty little smile.

“Then what the hell are we waiting for,” I said, grabbing her hand and turning towards the door. “Let’s go back to my place for a blow job and butt sex.”

 

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I’d barely had time to shut the front door of my place closed before Nadia was dropping to her hands and knees in front of me. She hadn’t even bothered to take any of her clothes off, which didn’t bother me in the least. I had no problem getting dirty without getting naked. In fact, I preferred it. There was just something about it that seemed nastier.

Immediately after dropping to her knees, Nadia worked my belt. She had it unbuckled in moments, followed by my top button, and then my zipper. She yanked my pants and boxers down, dropping them to my ankles, then wrapped her hand around my shaft and sucked on the head of my cock. Bobbing her head forward and back, maintaining eye contact the whole time, she worked my shaft with her hands while her mouth went to town on the tip.

It wasn’t long before Nadia’s mouth was going further and further down, taking more and more of my cock in her mouth. Her hand still worked the shaft, moving in conjunction with her mouth to create the perfect amount of pressure to maximize stimulation without making me cum.

After a full minute of blowing me without pause, Nadia slid my cock from her mouth. Gathering up some saliva, she spit on my cock and started working it in with her hands while she continued looking up at me.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?” she said in that sexy-as-hell little girl voice of hers.

“I fucking love it,” I replied.

“Do you want me to take it further down?” she asked.

I nodded again.

Smiling, Nadia again took my cock in her mouth. This time she blew me proper, taking my cock halfway down before bobbing her head back up then going down again, over and over and over, her lips sliding over my shaft, helped by the copious amounts of saliva she was generating.

It was the sloppiest blow job I’d ever gotten; my cock was practically white with her spit. It was getting everywhere, all over her face, her chin, her neck, dripping onto her chest, the floor, even my leg. The sounds coming from her mouth were wet and juicy and labored, gagging and coughing equally as my cock continued sliding in and out of her mouth.

Nadia was a machine, blowing me for a good thirty seconds straight before coming up for air. Even then she took one big breath and went back down for more, this time taking my cock even deeper than before, practically deepthroating me with every pump.

She blew me in long, fast pumps, her hair flying everywhere and saliva pouring out of her mouth, making my cock a wet, sloppy mess. After another full minute of non-stop sucking, she wrapped her arms around my waist and used my body to hold herself in place as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep inside her throat.

Nadia deepthroated me for a few seconds before gagging and coughing and letting my cock slide out of her mouth. She took a moment to catch her breath then looked up at me, smiling widely.

“What did you think of that?” she asked.

“It was fucking incredible,” I replied.

“With your help I could hold it for longer,” she said.

“Tell me what I need to do.”

“Just put your hands on the back of my head and hold my head in place,” Nadia said.

“For how long?” I asked.

“As long as you want,” she replied, her smile growing wider.

“What if you can’t breathe.”

Nadia laughed. “That’s kind of the point.”

“But what if I hold you there for too long?”

“You won’t,” she said. “Trust me.”

“All right,” I said. “If you insist.”

Nadia opened her mouth and turned her eyes up towards mine.

“Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”

I didn’t have a good answer for that, so I pulled her head towards me and pushed my hips forward at the same time, forcing my cock into her mouth. I kept on pushing until my entire cock had disappeared inside her mouth. I could feel it touching the back of her throat.

She held me there for a good six seconds before starting to cough. It tickled my cock, her coughing while it was planted in her throat. I almost pulled away but continued to hold on, remembering what she’d said. It just felt too good to let go.

A few seconds later Nadia coughed again, following it with a deep gag. This time I pulled back, yanking my cock from her throat.

“Are you all right?” I asked as she gulped in air.

“I’m fine,” she said, smiling up at me. Saliva was dripping down her chin and her mascara was running down her cheek.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” she said. “I could have taken a lot more.”

“Really?” I said, surprised.

Nadia nodded. “Just because I was gagging doesn’t mean I was done,” she said.

I laughed and shook my head in amazement. I had no idea there were actually women out there like Nadia. I thought they only existed in fiction.

“Well, what do you think?” she said. “Care to give it another go?”

“With pleasure,” I said, pushing my hips forward, sliding my cock into her mouth once again. I forced it as far as it would go, until her nose was pressing up against my stomach. Pulling on the back of her head, I held her in place as she deepthroated my cock, her eyes miraculously still turned up towards mine.

Eight seconds in she started to gag. But I held her head in place, just as she’d instructed. A few seconds later she coughed, then followed that with another gag. But still I held on.

Nadia’s eyes were still somehow looking up at me. They were filled with pleasure even as they leaked tears, and I knew she still had more in her.

She coughed again, and this time instinctively started to pull back. But still I held her in place, testing her limits, seeing how much she could actually take. Another gag, a deeper one this time, followed by a river of spit dripping out of her mouth and onto the floor. Still I didn’t let go.

But the last gag had somehow allowed my cock even deeper access to Nadia’s throat, something I’d not thought possible. And this new depth brought with it a different sensation, an evenly distributed pressure that was unbearable. Where moments ago I still had complete control of myself, now, just like that, I was mere seconds away from completely losing it.

And so, nearly twenty seconds into what was by far the greatest deepthroat of all time, I quickly backed away, yanking my cock out of Nadia’s throat in a heartbeat.

She immediately started gasping for air as more saliva poured out of her mouth.

“I still could have taken more,” Nadia said after she’d caught her breath, her grin as wide as ever.

“Maybe you could have but I couldn’t,” I said. “Another couple seconds and I would’ve came right there in your mouth.”

“Then it’s a good thing you pulled back,” she said, her smile growing wider as she stood up. “Because you would’ve been in deep trouble if you finished up before giving me a good ass reaming.”

“I figured as much,” I said.

“So does that mean you’re ready?” Nadia asked.

“Ready for what?” I replied, messing with her a little bit.

“You know,” she said.

“Tell me,” I said. “I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to put your cock in my ass,” she said, whispering into my ear. “And then I want you to fuck me until you’re ready to explode.”

“Beg for it,” I whispered back.

“Please fuck my ass with your cock,” Nadia said, her pleading voice making me literally tingle with excitement. “I’m begging you,” she continued. “I need you to ravage my ass with your huge, hard cock. Please, please, please?”

“Okay,” I said, feigning reluctance. “If you insist.”

“Oh, I do,” Nadia said, nodding her head vigorously. “I do, I do.”

She turned around and slipped her shorts off and dropped to her hands and knees. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her back was arched and her ass was sticking up in the air, revealing revealing the butt plug she’d had in her ass for at least the last hour, if not longer. Until now it had been concealed by her shorts.

“Holy shit, how long has that been in there?” I asked, marveling in amazement.

“The whole fucking day,” Nadia said. “I never leave home without my buttplug.”

I laughed and shook my head. “You truly are one dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

Instead of answering, she reached back and yanked the butt plug out of her asshole, leaving it gaping wide open.

“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” I said.

“You like my gaping asshole, do you?”

“I fucking love it.”

“Do you want to stick your cock in it?”

I nodded.

“Then come and get it,” Nadia said, giving herself a smack on the ass. “Destroy my asshole with that huge fucking cock of yours.”

“With pleasure,” I said, grabbing ahold of my cock and sliding it into her gaping asshole.

Nadia let out a little gasp and I uttered a low moan as I entered her. “God dammit that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so fucking tight inside my asshole.”

“Yes it does,” I agreed as I moved my hips slowly forward and back, taking things slowly at first. “It feels fucking incredible.”

“Give me more,” Nadia said, working her ass back against my cock, forcing it deeper inside her. “I want it all.”

“You do it,” I said. “Fuck my cock with your ass.”

“Like this?” she said, slamming her hips back almost hard enough to knock me over. “Is that how you want it?”

“Just like that,” I said, bracing myself. “As hard as you want.”

And she did, hammering her ass back, forcing my cock balls-deep inside her asshole. Her ass cheeks bounced off my hips, rippling in waves as our flesh smacked together.

At one point, Nadia got a little too aggressive with my cock, popping it out of her ass. “Put it back in,” she begged. “Put that big cock back in my tiny little ass.”

So I did, slipping it effortlessly back into her asshole. The tip had barely even entered her when she started slamming back into me again, picking up right where she’d left off moments ago.

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath as she continued working her ass back against my cock.

“You like that?” she said, turning her upper body around so she could look at me. “You like it when I work your huge cock into my tight little asshole?”

“I fucking love it,” I said, giving her a smack on the ass to punctuate things.

Nadia smiled and nodded her head. “Do it again,” she said.

So I did, smacking her other cheek this time.

“Don’t stop,” she said. “Keep slapping my ass.”

I smacked it again, first one cheek, then the other.

“That’s it,” Nadia said. “Harder. Make my ass fucking red.”

I honored her request with pleasure, smacking away with my palm, each blow sounding like a gunshot in the small room.

Nadia put her head down and let out a low, guttural groan, still backing her ass against me all the while. Then she slammed back one last time and held it there, my cock buried deep in her asshole, my hips grinding against her ass cheeks.

Her groan rose in intensity and then her body began to shake uncontrollably, shucking and jiving for a full five seconds before falling still. Then she took a moment to catch her breath

“Holy shit that was a huge orgasm,” Nadia said, looking back at me once again, her face filled with joy. “Getting fucked in the ass makes me cum so fucking hard.”

I laughed and shook my head softly. “Where did you come from?” I said. “And where have you been my whole life?”

Nadia flashed me a wide smile and gave me a wink. “I want to taste my ass,” she said. “Can I clean your cock off with my mouth?”

“Be my guest,” I said.

Nadia crawled forward slowly, sliding her ass off my cock inch by inch, until it was completely free of her asshole. Then she turned her body around so her head was right in front of my cock. It was still as hard as ever and sticking straight out, flat as a board, with no limp whatsoever.

“Pretty damn impressive,” she said before opening her mouth wide and sliding my cock into her mouth without using her hands.

“Right back at you,” I said under my breath as she moved her head forward and back, taking a little bit deeper each time, cleaning my cock of her ass juices.

Nadia’s head was turned up towards mine, our eyes locked together as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep in her throat.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said, my knees buckling just a bit as she continued to effortlessly deepthroat me.

This time, only seven seconds passed before I backed away, unable to take it anymore without shooting my load. It was one thing to keep from cumming when being deepthroated at the beginning of the session, before any real fucking had happened, but after fucking Nadia’s ass for while, it was exponentially harder to maintain my composure.

Smiling, she grabbed my cock and smacked it against her cheek while she caught her breath. “You liked that, did you?” she asked.

“A little bit too much,” I replied.

“So I take it you don’t want me to do it again?”

“Not unless you want me to shoot my load down your throat.”

“I told you before, it’s not that I don’t want that,” she said, a devilish smile on her lips. “It’s just that I don’t want that right now.”

“Well then, you’d better not deepthroat me again until you do want that.”

“Fair enough,” she said. “But can I let you fuck my ass some more?”

“If you insist,” I said with mock disappointment. “But this time I want to see the look on your face while I’m inside you.”

“I think we can arrange that,” Nadia said. She climbed to her feet and flopped onto the couch, facing me, her ass right on the edge of the couch and her head about halfway down the rear cushions.

As I stood over her, she grabbed ahold of her legs and pulled them back and towards her until her feet were up by her head, tilting her body back so her ass was up in the air and leaving her wide open to me. She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, then ran her hands down her body. She took one ass cheek in each hand and pulled, opening herself up even further. Her pussy was dripping wet and her asshole was wide open.

“It’s waiting for you,” Nadia said, smiling up at me. “My asshole is gaping and just waiting for you to fuck it.”

“Then let’s give it what it wants,” I said, spreading my legs and bending my knees so my cock was at the same level as her asshole.

“Yes,” she said, nodding. “Let’s indeed.”

I grabbed ahold of my rock-hard cock and slid it into her asshole. It went in easily, without any resistance whatsoever, which wasn’t a big surprise based on how loose it already was from the early fucking it had taken. I gave her my entire cock, balls deep, right from the get-go, hammering it in and out of her in long, slow, rhythmic thrusts.

“Yeah, bury that cock in my ass,” Nadia said, staring up at me, looking me directly in the eyes with no shame whatsoever. “That’s right. Just like that. It feels so good, so fucking good.”

I agreed completely with her but was too busy concentrating on keeping things rolling smoothly to answer. Besides, the less I talked the more Nadia did, and I definitely liked hearing her voice more than my own.

In the middle of one particularly aggressive series of thrusts, my cock slid out of her pussy right before I was about to hammer it back into her. My cock ran over the top of her pussy and my balls slammed into her asshole, causing me to flinch in discomfort. With my cock lying atop her flesh and my balls still pressing against her asshole, I took a moment to gather myself.

“A little too aggressive there, huh?” Nadia said, smiling as always.

“Just a bit,” I said.

She shifted her hand down and grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze.

I sucked my breath in, not sure how much pressure she was going to put on them.

Nadia laughed. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I just want to try something. Do you mind?”

“Be my guest,” I said. So far she hadn’t done anything to me that had felt less than awesome and I didn’t expect her to start now. But still, I could feel a hint of trepidation. Which was my normal reaction when someone had their hand around my sack. After all, there was a fine line when it came to that area of a man, and it was real easy to cross it.

But what Nadia did caught me totally off-guard. It was something I’d never had done, in fact, I hadn’t seen it or heard of it happening either.

With hands as skilled as a surgeon, Nadia isolated my testicles and pinched off my sack right above it, making a little package with the skin pulled tight around it. Then she guided the little package into her still-gaping asshole.

It was an incredibly tight fit, far tighter than my cock, and with her asshole squeezing my balls on all sides simultaneously, nearly unbearable. I don’t know about most guys, but testicles were infinitely more sensitive than my cock, and having both of them stuffed into her asshole had me close to tears. As it was, my foot was tapping on the floor and I was biting down on my bottom lip, trying to keep from groaning.

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath while Nadia grinned like a demon up at me. She was clearly enjoying my discomfort. And I wasn’t particularly surprised. I’d suspected she was a bit of a sadist right from the beginning. Which is one of the things I liked most about her.

“Too much for you?” she said.

I shook my head. And it wasn’t. For as painful as it was, it felt great too. Intense as hell and fucking incredible. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced; right on the razor’s edge of pleasure and pain.

Nadia’s grin grew wider and more mischievous, and before I could puzzle out her next move, she started bouncing her ass against me, putting even more pressure on my balls.

“Fuck me running,” I groaned, barely able to get the words out. The line between pleasure and pain had been crossed, and although my balls in her asshole still felt incredible, the sensation was simply too intense. I made it three thrusts before quickly backing away, unable to take the pain.

Laughing, Nadia grabbed my cock and began playing with it, gently jerking me off. “Too much, huh?” she said.

I nodded sheepishly.

“Don’t feel bad, you did better than most,” she said, guiding the tip of my cock back into her asshole. “Now fuck me like you’re tying to break me in half. Pay me back for what I just did to you.”

“Gladly,” I said, thrusting my hips forward until my cock had disappeared into her asshole. Once it was all the way in, I held it there, our flesh smashed together.

Biting down on her bottom lip, Nadia nodded, her eyes wide and staring directly at mine, egging me on. She clearly wanted more.

Keeping my cock planted deep in Nadia’s asshole, I put one foot up on the couch for leverage and leaned forward, pushing even pushed harder, my hips digging into her flesh, my cock grinding against her insides.

“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so deep in my ass. Fuck me with it. Hammer it in and out of me.”

So I did, moving my hips back slowly, only to slam them forward with everything I had, mining her asshole with my cock. My body pounded against hers with every thrust, forcing her deeper into the cushions, her entire body quivering every time I bottomed out.

“Pump that little ass with your big cock,” she said, her voice controlled but intense. “Yeah, that’s right. Just like that. Just like that!”

I gradually increased the speed without diminishing the aggression, my body hammering down on Nadia’s, our eyes locked together. We were in perfect rhythm, totally in synch. The world consisted of nothing but pleasure. Pure unadulterated pleasure. Not only for me, but for Nadia too. One of her hands had migrated down to her pussy and she was using three fingers to rub furiously at her clit.

“Keep going,” she said, her tone getting a little sloppier, less controlled. “Holy fuck, keep going. Don’t fucking stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

So I didn’t, using the last of my energy to maintain the ridiculous pace, hammering my cock into her ass with as much intensity as I could muster, not sure how much longer I could keep going.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!” Nadia said, her voice rising with every exclamation, right along with the speed in which her fingers attacked her clit. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

And cum she did, her entire body shaking and gyrating, legs quivering, chest rising and falling, juices squirting out of her pussy and all over my stomach.

Once her orgasm had passed, she regained control of herself. Back again was the controlled woman with the intense, demanding demeanor. “That’s right, use my tight little ass,” Nadia said, talking in a low, impossibly sexy voice. “Own it. Make it yours.”

It was a command, not a request, and for some reason that made it infinitely more erotic. So erotic, in fact, that it pushed me right to the edge of orgasm. Just like I’m sure she knew it would. Now that she’d had her orgasm, it was time to finish me off.

“Are you ready?” Nadia asked as I continued hammering away at her asshole.

I nodded. I couldn’t do anything else.

“Yeah?” she asked, staring up at me, her eyes challenging mine. “Are you sure?”

I nodded again, more vehemently this time.

“Then give me that fucking cum,” she said. “Empty that fucking nutsack in my fucking ass.”

I did as she demanded, finally allowing my body the release it had been begging for. I continued pumping my hips even as I shot my load inside her asshole, cringing all the while, feeling the same combination of pleasure and discomfort that had been the theme of the evening.

It took a good six or seven squirts for my body to emptied of cum, after which I slowly let my cock slide out of Nadia’s asshole.

There were some remnants of my cum leftover on my cock, but Nadia took care of them without hesitation, sliding her body down the couch until she was sitting on the floor with her head between my legs in a heartbeat.

She took my cock in her mouth and cleaned it of our combined juices, then started sucking on it hard enough to make me squirm and try to pull away. But she wasn’t having it, and wrapped her arms around my waist to keep my in place.

I eventually wrenched free and scooted backwards, smiling and laughing despite the discomfort.

“What?” Nadia said, trying to look innocent. “You don’t like post-orgasm blow jobs?”

“They’re a bit intense.”

“That’s kind of the point,” she replied, climbing to her feet and gathering her clothes.

“I know, but still . . .” I said, trailing off.

“Well I love giving them, so you’re just going to have to get used to them,” Nadia said, turning her head to give me a wink as she walked past me, heading towards the bathroom.

It took me a moment to figure out what she meant. And once I did I could barely maintain my excitement.

“So this wasn’t a one-time thing?” I asked carefully after she emerged from the bathroom fully clothed.

“Not unless you want it to be,” she said.

“Hell no,” I replied.

“Good,” Nadia said. “Because neither do I. It was fun. I’d like to do it again sometime.”

“I would too,” I said, still a bit dumbfounded.

“Of course, next time we’ll have to turn the intensity up even more, if that’s okay with you.”

“It’s more than okay,” I said.

“Great,” she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek before heading towards the front door. “Then I’ll call you when I have some free time.”

“I can’t wait to hear from you,” I said as Nadia walked out of my condo, closing the door behind her.

I stared at the front door for a few seconds, still naked, then laughed under my breath and shook my head. What a day. One of the best of my life. And the idea that more would be coming? It was almost too much to think about. Almost, but not quite. I wondered what our next session would bring. I couldn’t wait to find out.


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DIRTY ROOMMATE THREESOME

 

Lisa and her boyfriend Travis were lying together on the couch in the living room, watching a movie, when Lisa’s roommate, Patty came out. She was wearing a skimpy, tight-fitting white blouse with no bra on underneath, a short jean skirt and 2-inch pumps that showed off her rocking body.

“Look at you, sexy thing,” Lisa said playfully.

“You like my outfit?” Patty said, spinning in place.

“You look great,” Lisa said, elbowing her boyfriend in the ribs. “Don’t you think, baby?”

“Yeah, you’re looking hot,” Travis said.

“Thanks,” Patty said, grinning happily. “I have a date.”

“Good for you,” Lisa said, leaning back and draping her leg over Travis’s groin.

“Hey, can you guys do me a favor?” Patty asked.

“Sure,” Travis replied. “Whatever you need.”

“I just need to go around the block to get some cigarettes. If my date happens to show up, can you just hang out with him for a little while until I get back?”

“Of course,” Lisa said. “It would be our pleasure.”

“Thanks,” Patty said. She turned and left.

Travis watched her the whole way, staring at her ass.

“Patty is pretty hot,” Lisa said, catching her boyfriend’s glance. “Isn’t she?”

“She sure is,” Travis replied.

“She’s a screamer in the sack too,” Lisa said.

Travis flashed her a look of curiosity and surprise. “How do you know?” he asked, smiling.

“Come on babe, we’re roommates. How do you think I know?”

“Wait,” Travis said, sitting up a bit. “You two have got it on before?”

Lisa smacked him on the shoulder. “No,” she said in a mock-disgusted tone. “Of course not. I’ve heard her through the walls, silly.”

“Oh,” Travis said, looking disappointed.

“I sure would like to someday though,” Lisa said wistfully.

“You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you,” Travis said, pulling Lisa atop him.

“You know it, baby,” Lisa replied.

They started to make out.

 

#

 

An hour later Patty was back in the living room. Lisa and Travis were watching television and still playing around with each other, but their clothes were still on, for the most part, at least.

“I thought you had a date,” Lisa said.

“I thought I did too,” Patty said. “He was supposed to be here forty-five minutes ago.”

“I’m sorry,” Lisa said.

“Yeah,” Travis added. “That sucks.”

“Tell me about it,” Patty said. “I mean, I shouldn’t have expected anything less. I only met him a few days ago on the internet, but I figured he was just as horny as I was. I sure as hell didn’t think he’d stand me up.”

“Oh, that’s horrible,” Lisa said.

“Tell me about it,” Patty said. “I just want to get laid, you know. It’s been so long.”

Lisa looked at Travis with raised eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders. Travis shrugged back.

“What do you think?” Lisa said to Travis.

“I think it’s up to you,” Travis said. “But you know I’m game.”

“About what?” Patty asked. But the look in her eyes told a different story. She knew exactly what they were talking about.

“Well,” Lisa said. “We were just thinking . . .” But she trailed off before finishing as though embarrassed.

“Yeah?” Patty prodded, getting more excited.

Lisa turned to Travis and nodded, passing him the torch. “We just figured that if you really want to get laid so bad, I’ve got a nice cock here waiting for you,” Travis said.

“And I’ve been working on it for half an hour now, so it’s already hard and ready to go,” Lisa added.

“Wait, what are you saying?” Patty asked. “That you want me to fuck your boyfriend?”

“Only if you agree to fuck around with me some too,” Lisa said, flashing a sexy grin at her.

“Are you guys serious right now?” Patty asked. “You’re not just messing with me?”

“Of course we’re serious,” Travis said. “We’ve both had our eyes on you ever since you moved in here.”

Patty giggled and dropped her head shyly.

“Haven’t you thought the same thing about us?” Lisa asked.

Patty shrugged.

“Come one,” Lisa said. “Don’t be embarrassed.”

“Yeah, maybe,” Patty said, looking up at them.

“Then what are you waiting for?” Travis said, pulling his pants down, freeing up his cock. It was nice and hard, sticking straight up towards the ceiling. He had a big, excited smile on his face. “Let’s get this shit started.”

“Oh my god,” Patty said, leaning over and taking Travis’s cock in her hand. “It’s so big.”

“Yeah, he’s got a beautiful cock,” Lisa said.

“He does indeed,” Patty said. “Can I suck on it?”

“Please do,” Travis said.

Smiling, Patty bent over and took Travis’s cock in her mouth.

“Oh my god that’s so fucking hot,” Lisa said, watching carefully as her roommate sucked her boyfriend’s cock. “I can’t believe this is actually happening!”

“Tell me about it,” Travis said. He grabbed the bottom of Lisa’s shirt and pulled it off, revealing her small but incredibly perky tits.

After getting her nipples sucked by Travis for a couple minutes, Lisa wanted to get more into the action. So she pulled her nipple out of Travis’s mouth and dropped down to the floor on one side of him.

“Come on and join me down here, girl,” Lisa said to Patty.

“With pleasure,” Patty replied.

They leaned over and made out directly above Travis’s cock for a little bit, then Lisa broke off the kiss and took his cock in her mouth.

“Oh my god, you’re so good at that,” Patty said as Lisa bobbed up and down on Travis’s cock, taking it all the way down every time.

“Tell me about it,” Travis said. From the look on his face he was having the time of his life.

After blowing Travis for half a minute, Lisa pulled her head off his cock. “Your turn,” she said to Patty.

“My pleasure,” Patty said, taking Travis’s cock between her lips. She blew him more gently than Lisa did, taking things a little slower and getting her hand involved more.

As Patty worked Travis’s cock, Lisa spread his legs apart more and slipped between them. Then she dropped down a little lower to the ground and took Travis’s balls in her mouth, sucking on them while Patty continued working his cock.

“Damn that feels fucking great,” Travis said.

Both girls giggled and smiled up at him as best they could considering the positions they were in.

A short time later, Travis was ready to move on. “Enough playing around,” he said. “It’s time to get down to business. Who wants to come up and sit on Santa’s lap first?”

The two girls looked at each other for a moment before Lisa said, “It’s all you, roomie. Climb on up there.”

“Are you sure?” Patty asked.

“Positive,” Lisa replied. “I’ve had him many times before. You go ahead and take the first round.”

So Patty did, pulling her skirt and panties off before spinning around so she was facing away from Travis and then climbing up onto the couch in the reverse cowgirl position. But before she could slip Travis’s hard cock into her pussy, Lisa rose up onto her haunches and started licking Patty’s pussy.

“Holy shit,” Patty said, surprised by this turn of events.

“We need to make sure you’re nice and wet,” Lisa said, pulling her tongue away from Patty’s snatch for a moment.

“Sounds good to me,” Patty said between deep, gasping breaths.

After Lisa got Patty’s pussy nice and wet, she grabbed ahold of Travis’s cock and slid it into Patty’s waiting snatch.

 Patty left out a soft groan as Travis entered her, his cock sliding into her pussy with just a hint of resistance.

“Oh my fucking god,” Patty said as she started bouncing up and down on Travis’s cock. “That feels so fucking good.”

“It looks pretty tasty too,” Lisa said. “Do you mind if I jump in there?”

“Be my guest,” Patty said.

Lisa dove her head into the mix, working Patty’s clit with her tongue while Travis continued fucking her.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Patty cried, getting off hard on the extra stimulation. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna cum!”

Neither Lisa not Travis stopped, and a few seconds later, Patty did indeed cum, an orgasm rushing through her body, causing her to shake and shimmy and juices to gush out of her pussy, all over Travis’s cock.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Lisa said, her eyes gleaming. “Can I have a taste?”

“Of course,” Patty said.

Lisa pulled Travis’s cock out of Patty’s pussy and used her tongue to lick Patty’s pussy juices off of Travis’s cock.

“Your pussy tastes incredible,” Lisa said between licks.

“I want a taste,” Travis said, grabbing Patty by the hips and pulling her up and back towards his face while simultaneously sliding his body down the couch so his back was lying flat on the cushions and his face was looking straight up towards the ceiling.

“Gladly,” Patty said, scooting back until her ass was directly above his face. Looking down at him, she asked, “Are you ready for this?”

“Hell yeah,” Travis said. “Sit right here on my face, baby.”

Patty didn’t need to be told twice. She plopped her ass right down on his face. Travis immediately went to town on her pussy, licking it for a bit before making his tongue rigid and jamming it inside her.

Lisa was no longer satisfied with just having Travis’s cock in her mouth. She wanted more. And she wasn’t about to ask for permission. Travis was her boyfriend, after all.

“It’s time for me to get some cock,” she said, pulling off the rest of her clothes then climbing atop Travis, straddling him. She slapped his cock against her pussy a couple of times then slid it inside and immediately started bouncing atop it.

“You go, girl,” Patty said, smiling with pleasure. “Hammer your ass down on that cock!”

“You know it, roomie,” Lisa said, returning the grin. Both girls leaned forward and started making out while Lisa continued riding Travis’s cock and Patty continued riding his face.

“I had no idea your boyfriend was this talented,” Patty said after they broke off their kiss.

“Why do you think I keep him around?” Lisa said.

“Now I know,” Patty said. They both laughed and went back to work on their respective body parts.

A minute or so later, Lisa bounced atop Travis’s cock one last time and held him there, deep inside her pussy. Her body tensed up for a moment before releasing, a mini-orgasm passing through her like lightning.

“I’ve had enough for now,” Lisa said, looking at Patty. “Time for you to bring him on home.”

“Are you sure?” Patty said.

“Positive,” Lisa replied. “I’ll get more from him tonight. You take care of him for now, roomie.”

“Thanks, Lisa,” Patty said. “You’re the best roommate ever.”

“I know,” Lisa said, climbing off of Travis’s cock. She held out her hand and helped Patty get up off his face.

Still holding Patty’s hand, Lisa positioned her on the couch lengthwise, her hands and knees on the cushions, doggy style. Lisa then situated herself so she was sitting on the armrest, her legs wide open, her pussy directly in front of Patty’s face.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Travis said, climbing to his feet and scooting into position behind Madion. “There’s nothing better than doggy style.”

“I know how much you like it, baby,” Lisa said. “That’s why I put her on her hands and knees for you.”

“Thanks hon,” Travis said, grabbing his cock and sliding into Patty’s pussy.

“Holy fucking shit,” Patty said as he entered her, her voice an excited tone. “Your cock is so huge in my pussy. Fuck me with it. Fuck me!”

Travis obliged, grabbing ahold of Patty’s hips and pounding away at her pussy, his cock slamming into her ass, making her scream.

“Enough out of you,” Lisa said, grabbing ahold of Patty’s hair and pulling her face forward, smashing it against Lisa’s pussy. “Let’s put that tongue of yours to good use.”

And Patty did, sliding her tongue inside of Lisa’s pussy and holding it there, deep inside her roommate’s snatch, while Travis continued fucking Patty from behind.

“That’s a good girl,” Lisa said, grinding her pussy against Patty’s face. “Lick that pussy like you mean it. Like you’re trying to win a prize.”

Lisa’s dirty talk turned on Travis even more, and he started giving his cock to Patty harder than ever before. This, in turn, caused Patty to go after Lisa’s pussy with more intensity, which made Lisa talk even more, which started the whole loop over again.

Between the deep breaths and words of encouragement coming from Lisa, the muffled cries from Patty and the low grunting of Travis, the room was filled with the sounds of sex.

“Give it to her,” Lisa said to Travis. She was still holding Patty’s hair, keeping her roommate’s tongue pushing deep into her snatch. “Pummel my roommate’s pussy. Make her cum again.”

“If you insist,” Travis said, rising up a bit, changing up the angle of penetration and allowing him to hammer Patty more aggressively.

Patty’s cried immediately grew more animated, even as they were muffled by Lisa’s pussy.

“I think it’s working,” Lisa said, smiling at her boyfriend.

“I think so too,” Travis said. “But it had better happen soon, because I’m about to burst.”

Lisa yanked back on Patty’s hair, pulling her head off Lisa’s pussy. “Is it working?” she asked her roommate. “Are you close to cumming?”

Patty nodded emphatically.

Lisa looked up at Travis. “It’s definitely working. And I think I know how to put her over the edge.”

“How’s that?” Travis asked.

“Pull her hair,” Lisa said, smiling. She turned her attention back down to Patty “Will that help?”

Patty nodded again, just as emphatically. She was beyond the point of using words.

“My pleasure,” Travis said, grabbing a handful of Patty’s hair and yanking back on it, changing the angle of penetration and forcing Patty to arch her back to alleviate some of the pressure.

Patty’s cries immediately grew louder and more visceral.

“Oh yeah,” Travis said. “That worked perfectly.”

“It did indeed,” Lisa said, shifting her position so she was on her knees, her head lying atop Patty’s ass, her mouth mere inches from where Travis’s cock and Patty’s pussy were coming together. She’d curled her arm underneath Patty’s body and was working on her clit, helping speed things up even further.

“HolyfuckingshitI’mgonnafuckingcum!” Patty said, finally finding some words and spitting them all out at once.

And just like that, Patty came again, her pussy squirting harder than before, her body shaking and shimmying for a full five seconds before falling still.

“Oh my fucking god,” Patty said once the orgasm had passed through her. “That was incredible!”

But Travis wasn’t done yet. He had released his hold on Patty’s hair but was still pounding away at her pussy, while staring down at Lisa, who’s face was turned up to him. She was smiling and looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Your turn, baby,” Lisa said. “Time to finish this thing off. Are you ready?”

Travis nodded.

“Then give it to me,” Lisa said. “I want you to cum in my mouth.”

The combination of Lisa’s dirty talking and the look on her face put Travis over the edge.

“Holy shit, here I cum,” he said quickly right before pulling his cock out of Lisa’s pussy.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Lisa said, taking the tip of his cock in her mouth and jerking off his shaft with her hand. She popped her mouth off just long enough to say, “Shoot your load in my mouth, baby,” before wrapping her lips around it once again.

Not wanting to get left out of the endgame, Patty slid out dropped onto her stomach, spun around so her back was on the cushions of the couch, and then turned around so her head was directly beneath Lisa’s face and Travis’s cock.

Lisa blew Travis for another few seconds before he was ready to pop. He tensed up for a moment then released, sending his seed shooting out of his cock. Lisa pulled her mouth off at the last second but kept on jerking him off. His sperm splashed against the insides of her mouth, most of it staying inside but some of it dripping out.

Travis released a huge load, filling Lisa’s mouth with his sperm.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Patty said, looking up at her roommate.

“And it’s about to get even hotter,” Travis said.

“How so?” Patty asked.

“Drop your head on the cushions, facing towards the ceiling, and open your mouth wide and you’ll find out,” Travis replied.

“Oh my,” Patty said, looking at Lisa. “Really?”

Lisa nodded.

Patty took a deep breath, then did as she was told. Lying there, her face to the ceiling and her mouth wide as Lisa positioned her head directly above Patty’s.

“Are you ready?” Travis asked.

Patty nodded.

Lisa tilted her head downward, letting Travis’s cum drip out of her mouth and into Patty’s. It was a slow stream at first but it quickly grew larger, until all of Travis’s cum had been transferred from Lisa’s mouth to Patty’s.

As soon as Lisa’s mouth was empty, she leaned over and slipped her tongue into Patty’s mouth, which still held all of Travis’s cum. The two girls made out for a bit, the white sperm occasionally spilling out from between their lips and dripping down their chins.

When the finally broke off their kiss, each girl had some of Travis’s cum in her mouth. They looked at each other, and nodded once, then both tilted their heads upward and simultaneously swallowed their portion of his sperm down.

“Now that was fucking hot,” Travis said, marveling at his girlfriend and her roommate. He gave them each a kiss on the lips and the three of them fell onto the couch, intertwined together to watch some television and relax.

 

#####


THE ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME FIVE

 

It was almost midnight when decided to call one of my favorite companies and arrange for a specific type of girl to come to my door in exactly thirty minutes, then I open a bottle of $200 merlot to let it breathe and sit back and allow my excitement build.

Exactly thirty minutes later there is a series of hard knocks on my hotel room door. I go to answer it, a glass of wine already in hand. Just before I grasp the handle there comes another series of knocks. Harder than the first one.

“Open up already,” says a husky, incredibly sexy female voice from the other side. Impatient, demanding, used to being in charge. Exactly what I ordered up. My entire body tingles with anticipation.

I open the door and she steps in and grabs the glass of wine out of my hand and pushes past me before I even have a chance to get a good look at her from the front. But the back is shaping up beautifully. Straight, jet black hair hanging down beneath her shoulders. Short black dress hugging her voluptuous curves perfectly, ending just above her knees, accentuating her round ass perfectly. Gorgeous legs, toned to perfection, not too skinny, not to muscular. Calves you just wanted to take a bite out of. The same height as me in her 2-inch heels. My dick is already rock-hard just from looking at her and all I can see is her backside. This is going to be a great night.

She drains the glass of wine and pours herself another. She glances over her shoulder for just a moment but still doesn’t turn towards me. It’s obvious she’s torturing me, making me wait, playing her game. And I’m loving every second of it.

She finishes the second glass and finally turns to face me. I can only stare, barely able to catch my breath let alone speak.

“From the look on your face I take it you like what you see,” she says, her voice slightly mocking.

I nod and take her in. Big brown eyes with a naughty edge to them, dark blue eye shadow, full nose; not big, not small, lips painted bright red. One corner of her mouth is turned up in a little smirk. She looks at me with a hint of disdain, as though she knows she’s better than me. As if I’m her little plaything. As if she’s running the show. Which she is.

And her tits, oh my god. Large but not unnatural, they hang perfectly from her frame. Practically hanging out of her black dress, they were things of beauty; if not real, than an absolutely perfect augmentation.

“Oh, you like these, do you?” she says, grabbing her tits with and pushing them together. She smacks them, makes them bounce. Then does it again. And again, laughing at my reaction. Nipples like pencil erasers poke through the material, mocking me.

And then a tit slips out of her top. Just one. I almost cream my pants. This absolutely slays me, irrationally turning me on in ways I can’t quantify. I shiver, take a deep breath, force myself to calm down.

“You’re one jumpy little fucker, aren’t you?” she says. “What is this, your first time or something?”

“It sure feels like it,” I say, hoping my self-depreciating manner will somehow bring my excitement down a notch. But no such luck. Nothing short of an ice-cold shower could have that effect on me, and the way I was feeling tonight I doubt even that would do the trick.

“Well, you’re in luck,” she says as she takes a step towards me, her eyes sizing me up with deadly seriousness, like a lion eyeing a wounded zebra. “Because I’m a pro. And by the end of the night, you’ll be one too.” Another couple of steps and now she’s within arm’s length. “And there’s no way in hell I’m going to let you cum until I’m damn well good and ready for it. Got that, mister?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Mistress,” she says. “You call me mistress.”

“Yes, mistress,” I say.

She is nearly standing on top of me, her tits pressing up against my chest. We are face to face, almost exactly the same height. She eyes me up and down, inspecting me like a piece of meat.

“So, you like a woman who takes charge, do you?” she says.

I nod my head and lick my lips. I don’t trust myself to speak. As it is I can hardly breathe my adrenalin is flowing so fast.

“Then you got the right girl,” she says. “Because there’s nothing I like better than to be in control of my man. Especially a wanna-be tough guy like you. I bet you boss people around all day, don’t you? Always getting everyone to do whatever you want, whenever you want it.”

“Something like that.”

“Well not tonight, mister. Tonight you’re my toy. My little boy toy. You got that?”

“Yes mistress.”

“Damn right you do,” she says. And then she put her hands on my chest and shoves, pushing me backwards. I stumble back a few steps but she’s already on top of me, pushing me again, more gently this time, moving with me, backing me up until my butt is touching the wall.

She runs her hand up and down my chest, pressing up against me with hips, her mouth mere centimeters from mine, her eyes boring into me with deadly seriousness.

“You like that, don’t you,” she says. It’s not a question but a statement of fact. “You like me pushing you around, putting my hands wherever I want, not even asking for permission.”

I swallow and nod my head.

“What about this?” she says, dropping her hand down to my cock and grabbing it. “You like this too?”

“Yes.”

She squeezes my cock tighter, making me gasp. “Yes, what?” she asks sharply.

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s better,” she says. And then she kneels down in front of me and starts rubbing my hard cock. It’s trapped against my pants, pushing into the material with nowhere to go but still she rubs it some more, making it harder and harder still, smiling at my discomfort. But still she rubs. I groan lightly. She giggles and rubs some more. I groan again, louder this time.

“Shut up and take it,” she says in a harsh voice. “Don’t make another fucking sound until I tell you to.”

“Yes mistress,” I say.

She smacks my balls. I wince in pain.

“Did I tell you to speak?”

I shake my head no.

“That’s a good boy,” she says. “And just for that you’re going to get rewarded.”

She undoes my zipper, sticks her hand inside my pants. She caresses my cock, slowly playing her finger up and down the shaft. It’s still folded up against my pants, threatening to poke a hole in the material.

When she finally unfolds my cock it pops out of the open zipper like a jack-in-the-box. She places her palm under it as if weighing it.

“Not bad,” she says. “Not bad at all.”

She spits on my cock and begins to stroke it. She looks up at me. “Do you want me to suck it?” she says, still stroking as she talks.

I nod.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to suck my cock.”

“Beg for it,” she says, still stroking.

“Please,” I say, the words coming out at no more than a whisper. “Suck my cock. Please, Mistress. Please suck my cock.”

She sticks her tongue out, licks the tip. I shudder. She looks up at me and smiles. Laughs. Shakes her head.

“Sorry,” she says. “It’s not going to happen. Not yet, at least. Torturing you is just too much fun.”


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