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FILTHY EROTICA 15

4 DIRTY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

Brock Landers

Dirk Rockwell

Misty Rose

Rickie Sheen

Copyright 2018 by BS Publications

BS PUBLICATIONS

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DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only! Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex, dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, femdom, pegging and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

DOMINATED BY MY PERVERTED GIRLFRIEND BY BROCK LANDERS

LATE NIGHT FILTH BY DIRK ROCKWELL

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT TAKES IT IN THE BUTT BY MISTY ROSE

FILTHY LITTLE COWGIRL BY RICKIE SHEEN


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DOMINATED BY MY PERVERTED GIRLFRIEND

BROCK LANDERS

 

My girlfriend Taylor and I are in our hotel room on the second night of our 3-night vacation in Phoenix, having just finished off a killer dinner followed by enough drinks to get me ready for what’s to come tonight.

Last night I agreed to let her fuck me in the ass with a dildo after some spirited anal play and tonight it’s time for me to pay the piper.

“Are you sure about this?” Taylor asks, although we both know she’s just asking as a formality. There’s no turning back for me at this point. I gave her my word and we’re both sticklers about following up on what we say we’re going to do.

“No,” I reply, forcing a smile onto my face. “But let’s do it anyway.”

“That’s the spirit,” she says, planting a kiss on my lips. “Now you just sit back and try to relax as I get myself ready.”

So there I am, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Taylor as she straps the dildo onto her hips. It’s a strange combination, seeing all the parts of a woman and then the one part of a man attached, but I’m not going to lie; it turns me on like there’s no tomorrow.

It’s not so much the fake cock itself that turns me on, it’s the look of pure joy on Taylor’s face. She’s obviously stoked to be in a position of control, to be the one doing the fucking instead of the one getting fucked. And I don’t blame her. It’s one hell of a powerful feeling.

Which is exactly why I agreed to let her live out her fantasy on me. Not only because I know how much she’s going to enjoy it, but because it’ll be good for me to know what it’s like to be on the opposite side of the coin. The way I figure things, if she’s willing to let me fuck her in the ass, then I should be willing to let her do the same to me. And it’s not like she hasn’t messed with my asshole multiple times before, licking and tonguing it, even sticking a couple fingers in there from time to time.

Nothing strengthens a bond between two people like walking a mile in their shoes, and it’s always good to know exactly what the other is going through. Getting fucked by Taylor will give me a better appreciation of what she goes through during a typical session, as well as letting her experience what it is I get to see and feel. My only worry is that she’ll enjoy the experience more than I will, which will lead to her wanting to do it again. But that’s for another day. Right now there’s business at hand. And I’m about to be on the receiving end of it.

“I hope you don’t expect me to take it easy on you,” Taylor says as she puts the finishing touches on strapping the dildo to her waist.

“I don’t,” I say.

“Good, because you sure as hell don’t feel the need to take it easy on me very often.”

“That’s true,” I say, trying not to smile. “Of course, you like it rough. You ask for it all the time.”

“Don’t worry, honey,” she says, patting me on the head like I was a dog. “You will too.”

“I don’t know about that,” I say, laughing humorlessly under my breath.

“Oh, I do,” she says. “By the end of this session, you’ll beg for me to fuck you harder, even if you don’t really mean it. I promise you that. Now get on your knees.”

I do as I’m told. I’m looking up at Taylor as she starts to stroke her cock. From this angle pretty much all I can see is her pussy, the dildo, her tits, and behind them, her cute face, which is fixed in a huge smile.

“Here’s how it’s going to go today,” Taylor says, looking down at me from a position of power. “First you’re going suck my dick until it’s all wet and sloppy. Then I’m going to face-fuck you for a while, to let you experience what it’s like. Then, after I smack you around with my dick a few times, I’m going force you to deepthroat me. And once you’ve done that to my satisfaction, then things are going to start get interesting. Do you like how that sounds?”

I reluctantly nod my head.

Taylor grabs me by the hair and wrenches my neck back. “That’s not good enough,” she says. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” I say.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s better,” Taylor says.

Still holding a handful of my hair, she pulls my head towards her cock. “Now open up your mouth.”

I do as I’m told.

“That’s a good boy,” Taylor says. Then she shoves her cock in my mouth.

I’m expecting her to take it easy on me because it’s my first time every doing anything like this, but no, she jams the dildo deep into my mouth, not stopping until I’m coughing and gagging all over the place.

I pull my head back, yanking Taylor’s cock out of my mouth. Still coughing, with saliva pouring out of my mouth, I try and recover.

Taylor is grinning madly. “It’s not so easy, is it?” she says.

“Not when you do it like that,” I say. “Even I don’t just shove it all the way in right from the beginning. I at least give you a chance to get warmed up.”

“I know, I know,” Taylor says, still smiling. “And I will. I just wanted to fuck with you a little bit first. Now come over and suck my cock like I suck yours.”

Biting down on my pride, I scoot forward and wrap my lips around the head of the dildo. At first I just suck on the tip, getting myself used to the idea of this depraved situation I find myself in, not wanting to take things too quickly.

But as the dildo gets more and more slick from my saliva, I start taking it further and further down, until I’m bobbing my head forward and back at a regular pace, taking Taylor’s cock halfway down every time, only gagging on it a little bit.

“That’s a good boy,” Taylor says in a patronizing tone, obviously enjoying herself immensely. “Suck that fucking cock like you mean it. Like you’ve got something to prove.”

And I do have something to prove. That’s the whole point of this exercise, to show that I can take the same thing that Taylor does. And to allow her the enjoyment of taking control over me, of course. And she seems to be liking that more than I’d even thought she would. Which could end up being an issue later, especially if she wants to do it again.

But right now I have to concentrate on sucking Taylor’s cock. It isn’t easy, especially with her getting more and more into it now, pumping her hips forward as my head goes towards her, forcing the cock deeper into my throat with every pass. Saliva is pouring down my chin like a waterfall and wet, gurgling sounds escape from my mouth.

“There you go, there you go!” Taylor says, grabbing ahold of my hair and using it to control my head while she slams the dildo in and out of my mouth. “Choke on that fucking cock. Choke on it! Just like you make me choke on your cock, you choke on mine.”

She holds me in place until I gag a couple of times then releases my hair. My head snaps back and I gasp for breath. It’s rough and degrading but I can’t say that I don’t enjoy it. God help me, I’m having fun. And we’re just getting started.

Taylor gives me a few seconds to catch my breath then shoves her cock back into my mouth.

“You like that don’t you?” Taylor says as she pumps my mouth with her cock. “You like having my fat cock in your fucking mouth.”

My mouth is too full to answer so I just nod my head.

Taylor pulls her cock out of my mouth and smacks me in the face with it. “Answer me when I ask you a fucking question,” she says.

“I love sucking your cock,” I say. It’s still a little strange being on the other side of the coin but I’m starting to get used to it. Most of the embarrassment is gone. I have a feeling it won’t be long until it’s not bothering me at all.

“I don’t believe you,” Taylor says. “Say it again. Like you mean it this time.”

“I love your fat cock down my throat,” I say. “Please give it to me again.”

“That’s more like it.” Taylor forces my mouth open again and slips her cock back into my mouth. With her hands on the back of my head again, she pumps my face a few times, then tries to force me to deepthroat her.

She doesn’t get very far. I barely take half of the dildo into my mouth before I start to cough and gag and try to pull away. But Taylor doesn’t let me go anywhere. With her hands on the back of my head keeping me in place, she holds her cock in my throat for another five seconds before pulling it back out.

Coughing, I gasp for air. Spit is pouring out of my mouth and onto the floor.

“Not too bad,” Taylor says. “Not too bad at all considering it’s your first time deepthroating a cock.” She tilts her head and flashes me a little grin. “It is your first time, right?”

I nod. She laughs.

“You’re a good little bitch, aren’t you?” Taylor says. She is still grasping a handful of my hair and yanks on it so I’m forced to stare up at her. The dildo is just a few inches above my face, hanging right over it.

I nod.

Taylor gives me a dirty look.

I take the hint. “I’m a good little bitch,” I say.

“That’s better,” Taylor says. She slaps my face with her cock a couple more times before continuing. “Do you know where I’m going to put this?” she says. “Do you know what I’m going to fucking put it?”

“Yes,” I say.

“Where?” she asks.

 “You’re going to put it in my ass,” I say.

“That’s exactly right,” she says. “I’m going to bend you over and stick this fucking cock in that tight little asshole of yours. That’s what you want, right?”

I’m not so sure it’s what I want but it’s definitely what Taylor wants, so I say, “Yes. That’s what I want.”

“Say it,” Taylor tells me. “I want to hear the words come out of your mouth.”

“I want you to stick your fucking cock in my ass,” I say with just a hair of reluctance. Some things are just flat-out difficult to get out of your mouth, no matter what the situation.

“I’ll bet you do,” Taylor says. She’s smiling so widely her face looks like it’s going to split in two. She’s enjoying herself so much it should be against the law. Which means that I’m doing something right. “But first you have to do something for me,” she continues. Pointing at the floor, she says, “Get on the ground. On your back, your face towards the ceiling, your legs together, your hands at your side.”

I do as I’m told without hesitation. Now this is familiar ground. There’s been plenty of times where Taylor has been the dominant one, bossing me around and doing whatever she wants to me. It’s just when we get a strap-on involved that things are still a little strange.

After I’m in position, Taylor steps towards me, planting one foot on each side of my head. Then she squats down until her dripping wet pussy is hovering just above my mouth. The dildo is hanging out above my forehead, the tip of it just touching my hair.

“Lick it,” she says.

My tongue shoots out and starts lapping at her pussy like a kitten drinking milk. She’s soaking wet down there, as wet as I’ve ever seen her. She’s really getting off on everything that’s happening here tonight.

After half a minute of gently licking her snatch I start forcing my tongue in between her pussy lips, sliding it deeper and deeper inside her juicy wetness.

“That’s right,” Taylor says. “Stick that fucking tongue in my dirty little snatch.” She drops a little further down, giving me more of her pussy to work with. She slaps my face a couple of times with the dildo then spit on it and starts working it with her hand, jerking herself off while I continue licking her pussy.

After this goes on for a little while, Taylor drops all the way down to her knees, smothering me with her pussy, smashing my face against her insides, forcing me to breath her in.

“There we go,” Taylor says. “That’s more like it.”

She grinds on my face while my tongue goes deeper and deeper inside of her. She spreads her legs wider, opening herself up to me even more, and cutting off any fresh air I have left. Now if I want to breath it has to come from inside her.

After what seems like an eternity of Taylor smothering me, I can’t take it anymore. I reach for her hips to try and push her up off of me but she grabs my wrists and holds them down on the floor.

“Come on baby, you can take it,” she says. “Take it like a man. Show me how much you can take.”

I relax as best I can, trying desperately to hold on for as long as possible while Taylor gets off. This is her night, after all. But I’ve been without fresh air for so long that it’s starting to take it’s toll on my body. My body is shaking from the lack of air as I struggle for breath.

And then, just as I’m about to reach a panic stage, Taylor lifts herself up off me, leaning forward just enough to give me a chance to breathe. I do so in gasping breaths, feeling a burst of energy as air rushes back into my lungs.

Taylor gives me a couple moments to get some air and then drops back down atop my face. But this time, instead of smothering me with her pussy, Taylor scoots her legs forward, until her ass is poised directly over my mouth.

“You know what comes next,” she says.

“Yes I do,” I say, sticking my tongue out and licking her asshole.

“That’s a good boy,” Taylor says. “Stick that fucking tongue in my dirty shithole.”

I do as I’m told, sliding my tongue as far up into her asshole as I can.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” Taylor says. She lets go of my arms and leans back, putting her palms on the floor for support. Then she bounces on my face, forcing my tongue in and out of her asshole with increased intensity.

Her breath is growing more ragged, which I know from experience means that she is approaching orgasm. So I decide to help her along, bringing my hands up and spreading her asscheeks apart, giving me better access to her asshole.

“That’s it,” Taylor says. “Get that tongue in there. As deep as you can.”

She brings one of her hands forward and sticks two fingers inside her pussy. While I continue tonguing her asshole, she slams her fingers in and out of her snatch while the dildo bounces up and down, smacking me in the face.

As the orgasm comes ever closer, Taylor sticks a third finger in her pussy and continues banging away at her snatch faster and faster until she cums.

“Holy fucking shit!” she screams as she cums, pussy juices squirting out of her snatch and all over my face until I’m soaking wet. She looks down at me. I have a huge smile on my face and my cock is sticking straight up.

“You like that do you?” Taylor says, reaching back to grab my hard cock and give it a couple of jerks.

“I fucking love it,” I say.

“It sure as hell looks like it,” she says, releasing my cock. “But that was the easy part. I know how much you like to eat my pussy and ass. But let’s just see how much you like this.”

Taylor drops to her knees, straddling me, her pussy right above my neck, so the dildo strapped to her waist is lying on top of my face. “Now it’s time to see what you’re really made of,” she says. She smacks me with her cock a couple of times then slips it into my mouth. Gripping my head with her hands, she fucks my face, hammering the dildo in and out of my mouth as quickly as she can.

After ten seconds of this my eyes are leaking tears. Ten seconds after that and my face is red from exertion. Ten more seconds and I’m gagging and coughing and saliva is dripping everywhere. I can barely take the face-fucking Taylor is giving me but she doesn’t let up, pummeling my mouth without mercy while keeping my head trapped to the floor.

Staring down at me with her face directly above mine and our eyes locked together, Taylor says, “You’re not having so much fun now, are you? It’s hard taking a cock like this, isn’t it?”

I can’t reply; my mouth is too full. But it is difficult taking a cock like this, that much is for sure. And while not necessarily fun in the traditional sense of the word, it is exciting on some level, being forced to do things you wouldn’t normally do. As long as you leave your ego at the door and give in to the situation, it is quite an interesting ride.

And making things even more enjoyable is the look on Taylor’s face. She seems to be having the time of her life, smiling and laughing as she forces me to suck her cock. And her pussy is so wet it was dripping juices all over me, drenching my flesh beneath her.

Eventually Taylor has enough of face-fucking me. She pulls her cock out of my mouth and gives me a chance to catch my breath.

“How was that?” she asks.

“Not bad,” I say.

Taylor’s face lights up. “You actually liked it, didn’t you?”

I shrug. “Don’t get me wrong, it was tough to take, but still pretty fun for some whacked out reason.”

Smiling widely, Taylor starts to laugh. “Oh my god,” she says. “I can’t believe you’re taking this so well.”

“You’re surprised?”

“Hell yes!” she says. “I mean, you’re a cool guy and all—otherwise I wouldn’t be dating you—but I thought this would be beyond your comfort zone.”

“So did I,” I say. “But I have to admit, I’m kind of enjoying myself.”

Taylor shakes her head and laughs some more. “Well, don’t get too excited yet,” she says. “Because we still have the toughest part to come.”

“Yeah, I’m still not too sure about this part,” I say, although part of me actually is looking forward to it quite a bit, even though I know it is going to cause some discomfort.

“This will definitely be tougher to take than the rest,” Taylor said. “But you can do it.” She flashes me a dirty little smile. “I have faith in you.”

“That makes one of us,” I say.

“You’ll be fine,” Taylor replies. “You can handle it. Besides, I’ll take things slow and easy. At first. Now let’s stop playing around and get this show on the road.”

She smacks my cheek playfully then climbs off me. I start to get to my feet too but she shakes her head.

“On your hands and knees,” Taylor says. “Right there on the floor. You know the position. You put me in it all the time.”

I do as I told, turning over and getting up onto my hands and knees, doggy-style, my ass facing Taylor.

“Arch your back more,” she says, doing something behind me that I can’t see. From the sound of her voice she’s on the other side of the room. It sounds like she’s rummaging through a plastic bag. “I want to see your ass up in the air.”

So I do that too. At this point my ego has totally disappeared. The trepidation and awkwardness of the situation is complete gone by now too. I’m simply here to please Taylor, to do whatever she says without hesitation or shame. And I find that I’m loving the idea of being her little plaything.

“There you go,” she says. “That’s better.”

I look over my shoulder and see that she has a bottle of lube in her hand. I take a deep, relieved breath.

“Happy to see this, are you?” she says, squirting lube onto her fingers. Her dildo is still strapped to her and pointing straight at me.

“Very much so,” I say.

“Well, we don’t want you to be in any pain, no do we? Discomfort, yes, but pain? No,” Taylor says, dropping down to her knees behind me and sidling up to my ass.  I want you to enjoy yourself so you’ll let me do this to you again sometime. You are enjoying yourself so far, right?”

“I sure am,” I say. And I mean it too. God help me, I truly do.

“Well let’s hope you continue to like it,” she says, rubbing the outside of my asshole with her fingertips, working the lube in. “Because the best part is still to come.”

And with that, she slips her finger inside my asshole.

I suck in a deep breath and let it out slowly as Taylor works my asshole with her finger, taking things slowly for me, loosening me up.

“Holy shit your asshole is so fucking tight!” she says. “Just relax, baby. You’ll enjoy it a lot more.”

I try to but it’s all but impossible. I’m excited, yes, but also nervous and more than a bit anxious. I’ve only had someone else’s finger in my ass once, and that was just a few days ago when Taylor surprised me. But that was at the tail-end of the evening, right before I was about to cum, and I was so wound up at that point that it didn’t have the same effect as it does this time.

“Maybe I need to take things a little slower,” Taylor says, slipping her finger out of my ass. “Get you a little more excited first.”

“I think that sounds like a great idea,” I say.

A few seconds later Taylor is lying down beneath me, her head between my legs and angled upwards so her mouth is right in front of my cock. She takes my cock in her mouth and starts to suck on it, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed.

My cock has been hard for a while but hadn’t gotten much attention until now, and the pleasure is more intense than usual. Taylor realizes this too and only blows me for a short while before pulling her mouth off and sliding back out from beneath me.

I groan in disappointment.

Taylor laughs. “I think you liked that too much,” she says, climbing to her knees behind me once again. “I want to get you excited, but not too excited. You can’t cum until I’ve fucked you in the ass proper. Now let’s try something else.”

The next thing I know Taylor’s hand is around my cock and her tongue is in my ass. She’s jerking me off while licking my asshole, working them both gently. It feels so fucking good it’s all I can do not to scream. But she’s working my cock gently enough that while it’s exciting as hell, there’s no danger of me cumming.

“Now this seems much better,” Taylor says after half a minute. “No danger of getting you too excited, but certainly getting you where I want you. Another minute and you’ll be ready to go.”

She starts working my asshole more aggressively, bouncing her face against my ass, forcing her tongue deeper and deeper inside of me. She’s no longer working my cock; it’s unnecessary. I’m moaning and groaning in pleasure just from her tongue in my asshole.

Two minutes later she pulls away, slipping her tongue out of my asshole. She’s right, I can feel my asshole open wider than before thanks to the relaxation that comes with the pleasure.

“There we go,” Taylor says, lubing up her fingers once again. “Now come the fingers. And after that, my cock. How does that sound to you?”

“Great,” I say. And it does. At this point, I can’t wait to feel what it’s like to have the dildo up my ass.

“That’s what I like to hear,” Taylor says. I can hear the joy and excitement in her voice as she slips her finger into my asshole.

This time it’s much easier taking her finger. It’s not that I can’t feel it, but there’s not nearly as much pressure thanks to the foreplay from earlier.

“That’s much better,” Taylor says. “Not nearly as tight. Ready for another?”

“Yes,” I say.

And with that, she slips a second finger inside my asshole.

“Holy shit,” I say, taking a deep breath.

“You felt that one, didn’t you?” Taylor says.

“Yeah,” I say, slowing my breathing down in an attempt to relax.

“I’m not surprised,” Taylor says, her voice still full of joy as she worked her fingers around in my asshole, getting it more and more loose. “It’s not easy taking two fingers in your ass, is it?”

“No it’s not,” I say. I’m relaxed enough now that I’m not too uncomfortable. And even with the discomfort I can still feel a undercurrent of pleasure. Not as much as when Taylor was playing with my cock but more than when she had her finger inside me earlier.

“And just wait for the coup de grace,” Taylor says, laughing softly. “Which, I think you’re about ready for.”

She aggressively banged my asshole with her fingers for another ten seconds, then let them slip out.

I let out an involuntary groan as they exited.

“Oh, don’t worry baby,” she says, taking my groan as one of disappointment. “I’m going to replace them in just one second. Just let me lube up this fat cock of mine and then we’ll be ready to go.”

I turn my head back to see her squirt a good amount of lube onto the tip of the cock and then work it around with her hand. I must admit to feeling anticipation along with the trepidation. I’m excited as well as terrified.

Taylor finishes up working the dildo with the lube and looks at me as I’m watching her. “Are you ready for this?” she asks, smiling widely.

“Hell no,” I say. “But let’s do it anyway.”

“That’s the spirit,” Taylor replies, grabbing her cock and guiding the tip of it towards my asshole.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as the tip of her dildo touches my sphincter. And then a low mewling groan escapes my throat as the tip of it pushes into my anus.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I moan as Taylor forces her cock inside my asshole. My head is facing forward now and my eyes are staring at the carpet.

“Come on, baby,” Taylor says. I can tell from the sound of her voice that she’s smiling. “You can take it. I know you can. You’re a big boy.”

I grunt in assent as she begins to slowly work the dildo, pushing it deeper inside my asshole for a moment before relaxing for a beat and then pushing again.

“Relax and take it like a man,” Taylor says, working her hips a little more quickly now. “This is just the beginning. I’m barely even inside of you yet.”

I try to relax but it’s difficult. There is pleasure there, but it’s mostly hidden behind the discomfort, which is growing larger and larger as Taylor works her cock deeper and deeper inside of me.

My groans are growing louder and more animated but Taylor doesn’t let up, working the dildo ever deeper inside of me.

“That’s it, that’s it,” she says. “My cock looks so fucking good moving in and out of your asshole.” Her hands grab ahold of my asscheeks and she pushes them apart, opening me up even more to her, allowing her to penetrate me even more deeply. It feels like the entire dildo is up my ass now, even though I suspect not even half of it is in there yet.

Taylor lets out a whoop of joy and pumps my asshole deeper than ever. I let out a shocked little yelp followed my a low moan.

“Oh, poor baby,” Taylor says. “Is it getting a little too deep for you?”

I nod my head, unable to speak.

“Well, let’s see if I can help you out a bit,” Taylor says.

She releases my asscheeks and runs one of her hands down to my cock and starts jerking me off while continuing to fuck my ass.

“There, is that better?” she asks.

“Yes,” I manage to groan.

“What?” she says. “I couldn’t hear you.”

“Yes,” I say louder. The pleasure of her working my cock alleviates some of the discomfort of the dildo in my asshole but not all of it. But I have to admit, now that my asshole is getting more and more used to the cock inside it, the discomfort is lessening and the excitement is increasing.

“Tell me that you love it,” Taylor says, fucking me more aggressively now. She knows that by working my cock relaxes me, thus opening my asshole up even more, allowing her to fuck me harder. It’s a nice little feedback loop. “Tell me how much you love it when I fuck your asshole.”

“I love it,” I say.

Taylor slaps me on the ass with her free hand. “Louder,” she says.

“I fucking love it!” I scream.

“That’s better,” Taylor says, her enjoyment showing in her every word. “But it’s still not good enough. Talk to me, baby. Tell me how much you love having my cock on your ass.”

“I love it having your cock in my ass!” I say. “I love how it feels when you fuck my ass with that giant cock of yours.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Taylor says. She releases my cock and slaps my ass with both hands a few times. “That’s what I love to hear! It turns me on to hear you talk to me like that. Keep it going, baby. Keep talking to me. I’m not going to stop fucking your ass until you cum, and I’m not going to let you cum until I cum. And since I’m not going to cum until you make me happy, you’d better make me happy!”

Since I want to cum badly and I also wouldn’t mind getting Taylor’s huge dildo out of my asshole, I decide to go all out trying to make her happy.

“Fuck my ass with your huge cock,” I say. “Hammer me with it! Stretch my fucking asshole out!”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Taylor says, her face glowing with pleasure as she fucks me harder than ever. She keeps slapping away at my asscheeks with both hands. “Keep it going, baby. Keep talking and I’ll let you cum!”

Grunting and groaning loudly now, I scream. “Fuck that ass, fuck that tight little asshole! Hammer me with your cock! Break me in fucking half!”

“Yes, YES, YES!” Taylor screams back at me. “Give me more, baby! More! You’re making my pussy so fucking wet! I love hearing you talk dirty!”

Tears are leaking out of my eyes and my ass is on fire but my cock is rock-hard. It feels as though it’s going to burst through my skin. Despite the pain, on some level, I’m obviously enjoying myself. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want it over with already. So I turn it up as notch.

No longer screaming, but begging in my most pleading voice, I turn back to look at her and say, “Please give it to me. Give it to me like never before. Slam my fucking asshole with your cock. Give it to me. I need it, I need it, baby, I need it so bad!”

This last part is what puts Taylor over the edge. She slips her hand between her legs and furiously rubs away at her clit while continuing to fuck my asshole, deeper and more aggressively than ever. She’s banging away on my asshole so intensely that I can barely breath, let alone talk anymore. So I face forward once again and drop my head towards the floor, biting down on a scream.

“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Taylor groans, letting out a scream of her own as a monstrous orgasm flows through her. She shakes and shimmies and holds her cock deep inside my asshole until the orgasm passes through her. “Goddammit that feels so fucking good!” she says, pausing to catch her breath. “Great job, baby. I haven’t cum that hard in years!”

Her cock is planted so far in my ass I can’t even reply.

“I suppose you’re ready to cum now too,” Taylor says. I can hear the joy in her voice.

I nod my head.

“What?” she says, taunting me right up until the end. “I can’t hear you.”

“Yes please,” I manage to say.

Taylor laughs. “Okay,” she says. “I suppose we can finish you off once and for all.”

And with that she goes back to fucking my ass. Shortly after starting up again, she grabs ahold of my cock and pulls back on it, so it’s pointing straight down at the ground. I let out a groan of pleasure as she starts jerking off my swollen cock.

“But I’m not going to stop fucking your ass until you’re finished,” Taylor says. “I want you to cum with my cock up your ass.”

That’s fine with me. Based on how hard I came the night before with her finger in my asshole, I can only imagine how much harder I’m going to cum with a cock in there.

And luckily, I’m so excited that it doesn’t take long at all. Between Taylor jerking me off and fucking my asshole less aggressively now that she’s already cum, it doesn’t take more than half a minute before I’m ready to blow.

“Holy shit,” I groan as I creep right up to the edge of orgasm. “I’m gonna fucking explode!”

“Do it, baby,” Taylor says. “I want to see how big your load is!”

“Holy shit,” I say again as my body tenses up in the final seconds before cumming. “Holy shit, holy fucking shit!”

And with that, I release, my whole body spasming as my cock explodes, sending stream after stream after stream of cum out of me. Taylor continues jerking me of and fucking my ass until my cock is completely dry, then, thankfully, she slides the dildo out of my asshole.

I immediately collapse to the carpet, right atop my huge puddle of cum, but I don’t care in the least. I’m spent far beyond normal. Eventually I roll over onto my back and stare at the ceiling, trying in vain to ignore the throbbing pain in my asshole.

Taylor flops down next to me and lays her head on my chest. She’s still wearing the strap-on and the dildo is lying on my stomach.

“So,” Taylor says, smiling at me. “Was it everything you were expecting?”

“And then some,” I say in an exaggerated moan.

She laughs. “It wasn’t that bad, was it?”

“That depends,” I reply.

“On what?”

“On if my response has any bearing on whether or not we’re ever going to do this again.”

“Oh, don’t worry, honey, we’re going to do this again no matter how you respond,” Taylor says. “So you might as well tell the truth.”

“It was . . . interesting,” I say. “Far more intense than I was expecting.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” she asks.

“Both,” I reply. “It was uncomfortable and degrading and fucked-up in more ways than one but it was exciting and crazy and perverted and incredible too. Not something I’m going to want to do all the time, but certainly something I’d do again.”

Taylor claps her hands and giggles like a little girl. “Oh, I’m so glad you didn’t hate it,” she says. “Because, as you can probably tell, I liked it quite a bit.”

“I know you did,” I say. “And I’m glad it made you happy.”

“More than happy,” she says. “Ecstatic. It was so much fucking fun. And because you were such a good sport, tomorrow night I’m going to let you do whatever you want to me.”

“Whatever I want?”

Taylor nodded emphatically. “Anything goes. Absolutely anything.”

“Anything, huh? Anything at all?”

“That’s right,” she says. “Under one condition.”

“What’s that?”

Taylor flashes me a nasty little smile. “You make me pay for what I did to you tonight.”

“Really?” I ask, already getting excited just thinking about it.

“Yep,” she says. “Tomorrow night I’m going to be your little fucktoy. So bring you’re A-game baby, because I’m expecting to get punished quite a bit for tonight. Deal?”

“Oh, I think that can be arranged,” I say, pulling her head towards me and planting a kiss on her lips. “Now, if you don’t mind, I need to get some ice. My ass is sore as hell.”

 

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LATE NIGHT FILTH

FILTHY VEGAS WEEKEND: VOLUME THREE

DIRK ROCKWELL

  

People ask me all the time if it bothers me that Nikki was in porn. Of course it doesn’t. Why would it?

The way I see it, a person’s past is their past. Nothing more. It’s not their present, it’s not their future. By its very definition it can’t be altered. Nor does it matter. It’s over and done with, so why stress over it?

When it comes to a past, everyone has one. And everyone has made mistakes in it. The key is to not make those same mistakes again. And how do you go about avoiding them? Easy. By talking about what led you to making them so you won’t make them again.

But for some reason everyone is always afraid of discussing their past with their significant others. Nobody ever talks to each other about their old relationships, their old boyfriends/girlfriends, about any of that stuff. I don’t understand it. It’s  just like any secret; once it’s out in the open it loses all its power. So why not nip things in the bud? You’d be surprised how many laughs you can have trying to top your partner with the worst thing you’ve ever done. Or the biggest asshole/bitch you’ve ever dated. Or how you pathetically lusted after someone way out of your league and inevitably got shot down by them. Discussions like this are bonding experiences, they help us realize that we’re not so unlike everyone else. And they are essential to a healthy relationship.

Which takes us back to the question about Nikki being in porn and why I don’t have the slightest problem with it. It’s pretty simple, actually.

Nikki’s stint shooting porn doesn’t define her more than her shitty marriage does, or the first person she slept with. Nor, for that matter, does my shitty marriage and crappy relationships before that define me. Or who I slept with in college. These experiences have made us who we are, yes, but so what? Do you hate yourself so much that you have to hide the things that have molded you? Are you that ashamed of who you are?

Maybe. I don’t know. But I’m sure as hell not. I embrace my past, revel in it, enjoy reliving it. And I certainly don’t hide from it. Nor does Nikki hide from hers. Which is why I love her. In the immortal words of Popeye The Sailor Man, “I am who am and that’s all that I am.”

Anyone who’s got a problem with that can go fuck themselves.

 

#

 

I couldn’t sleep. Despite all the fucking and drinking we’d done over the past six hours, the Viagra kept my dick just hard enough that I knew I wouldn’t be able to get any rest until I took care of it one more time. Hopefully the last.

I looked over and saw that Nikki was sleeping soundly, so I climbed out of bed, slipped into a bathrobe and grabbed the laptop bag. I went downstairs so I wouldn’t disturb Nikki, sat down on the couch and opened the laptop. After a couple minutes of searching I had some porn streaming over the internet. I skipped to the middle of the scene to avoid all the foreplay. Right now I just wanted to get off quickly so my little man would relax and I could hopefully get some sleep.

Onscreen a tiny little blonde with gigantic fake tits was in the process of getting fucked by a young stud. She was on the bed, her legs spread open wide. He was pounding her with reckless abandon while she screamed loudly. I opened up the bathrobe and let my still hard cock out. But the scene wasn’t really doing much for me. The girl was too fake, the guy not really into it. There was no real heat. I skipped forward a little bit more and found what I was looking for. Now he was fucking her doggy style. Her fake screams had been replaced by a lower, more guttural grown that sounded very real indeed. The stud had toned down his eagerness and was pumping her more slowly. I began stroking my cock, slowly at first.

The stud started pounding her harder and the little blonde’s screams started up again. But this time they were legit. The guy reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked back on it. She screamed louder. Then he stuck his thumb in her ass. She screamed louder still. I started jerking my cock a little faster. This stuff was turning me on. Not nearly as much as fucking Nikki but it would do the trick. A few more minutes of this and hopefully I could finish up for the night and then hit the sack for real. A couple hours of sleep would feel real good right about now.

The action was starting to get hotter and hotter and I was getting closer and closer to finishing when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I looked over my shoulder and saw Nikki standing behind me. She was wearing nothing but a g-string and one of my t-shirts. She’d washed off all her makeup but she didn’t need it. She’s hot as hell without it, with her little freckled face making her look like she’s still in her teens. Her hair is mussed up which just takes the sexiness factor up a notch further. Just looking at her makes my cock even harder than it was just moments ago, which is quite a feat.    

“What are you doing?” she asked, fighting off a yawn.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I said, a little smile playing on my lips.

“Don’t tell me you’re jerking off to porn.” There was no malice in her voice, just curiosity and a hint of surprise.

My smile widened and I shrugged.

“After everything we did?” she said. “I thought you were done for the night.”

“So did I,” I said. “But this Viagra has me feeling like I’m eighteen again. I just can’t keep my little man at heel.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It’s not so great when you’re sound asleep.”

“Did you even try to wake me up?”

“No,” I said. “I just thought—”

She started walking towards me, taking slow, exaggerated strides. “That’s your problem right there,” she said. “You need to stop thinking so much. For all you know I could have been dreaming about you, just praying that you would wake me up.”

“Were you?”

“Maybe,” she said as she came up behind me. She draped her arms over my shoulders and started rubbing my chest with her hands as she eyed my cock. “Jesus Christ, you weren’t kidding about your little man, were you?”

“No,” I said.

“You certainly look like you were enjoying it, whatever you were watching.”

I didn’t reply to this. There was no good answer.

“Hit the pause button,” she said. “I want to see what’s got you so worked up.”

I un-paused the screen, revealing the little blonde getting fucked from behind while the stud pulled her hair and fingered her asshole. As we watched, he pulled his thumb from her asshole and started spanking her ass, turning it red.

“Well, that explains a lot,” Nikki said. She looked at me, then at my cock, then back at me. “Do you know what I think? I think that you didn’t wake me up on purpose. I think you’d rather be watching porn than fucking me.”

I knew she didn’t mean it but figured I’d play along. She was obviously enjoying her little game, and the more fun she had the more fun I was going to have to in the end.

“Never,” I said.

Nikki scoffed. “Yeah right,” she said. Her voice had gotten edgier, like a teacher scolding one of her students. Taking charge just turned me on even further, a fact which she knew quite well. Which is undoubtedly why she was doing it. “You’d rather watch that little blonde slut get fucked than fuck me, wouldn’t you.”

“Not a chance,” I said.

“We’ll just see about that.”

She climbed over the couch and flipped the laptop shut, then turned on me, her thin, perfect body standing over me, her pussy at the same level as my face. She slipped out of her g-string and started rubbing her pussy. I grabbed my cock and started playing with it. She slapped my arm away.

“I didn’t say you could touch your cock,” she said. “You were a bad boy. And I’m going to punish you for it. You’re just going to sit there and watch me play with my pussy.”

She went back to work on her pussy, slipping a finger in, then two. She started fucking herself, slowly at first, then picking up speed.

I looked up at her. I tried to keep the smile off my face but it was impossible. This was just too much fun. My dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of the bathrobe, throbbing and rock hard. It was all I could do not start playing with it, especially with her standing over me, looking down on me like that, taunting me with her fingers inside her pussy. She pulled her fingers out and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off.

She stepped forward so her pussy was hovering directly over my cock. I reached out and ran my hands up her legs but she slapped them away again.

“Don’t fucking touch anything,” Nikki said, looking back at me. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes mistress.”

“That’s better,” Nikki said. Then she sat down on my stomach and backed her ass up until it was pressing painfully against my cock. She reached back and grabbed my cock and started stroking it. She bounced it against her ass and rubbed it up and down her crack, making me squirm.

“You want me to sit on it, don’t you?” she said.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

She just laughed. “Later, maybe,” she said before letting it go. She pulled the shirt up over her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples. “You like these perfect little titties?”

Again I nodded.

“You want to suck on them?”

I nodded yet again.

“Say it.”

“Yes,” I said.

“The whole thing,” she said. “I want to hear the words.”

“I want to suck on your tits.”

She tilted her head and gave me the evil eye.

“Please,” I added, enjoying the hell out of this little game. Payback, no doubt, for our escapades earlier.

“Please what?”

“Please mistress.”

“That’s better,” she said.

She pressed her chest up against my face and shook them back and forth, slapping me with them.

“Stick your tongue out.”

I stuck my tongue out.

She stuck one of her nipples in front of my mouth. “Lick my nipple.”

I did.

She stuck it deeper in my mouth. “Now suck on it.”

Again I did what I was told.

“Harder,” she said.

I sucked with everything I had. Nikki started to groan. Her nipple was hard so I switched to the other side and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around my head, pressing me deeper into her. I looked up and saw her head thrown back, exposing the hollow of her neck. She squeezed harder for a moment, then let go, her breast popping out of my mouth with an audible pop.

She leaned back and slid her body further up my chest and put her feet up on the back of the couch and started playing with herself again. Her ring and index fingers moved in and out of her pussy, slid up to rub her clit, then plunged back into her pussy.

“You like watching me play with myself?” she said. “You like seeing me fuck my tight little hole with my fingers?”

“Yes mistress.”

“You want to taste it?” she said. “You want to taste my pussy?

I nodded.

She increased the pace, slamming her fingers inside her pussy for a few seconds, getting it nice and juicy. Then she pulled them out and stuck them in my mouth. I sucked on them, tasting her familiar sweetness, loving every second of it.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” she said.

“I fucking love it.”

“Then open your mouth,” she said as she climbed to her feet. “I’ll give you the real thing.”

I opened my mouth and she pushed my head back into the headrest and climbed up and sat on my face. She rubbed her pussy in my mouth, bouncing up and down on it, my nose smacking up against her clit, her wetness getting all over the bottom half of my face. I stuck out my tongue and pushed it deep into her pussy.

“That’s right,” she said. “Work that tongue. Stick it in my pussy.”

I held my tongue rigid as she bounced on it, her moans growing with every thrust. She leaned down and grabbed the back of my head and held it up against her pussy, pushing them together, holding it there, suffocating me, forcing me to breathe her in. So I did, taking my air from her pussy as she got off on my tongue.

And then she was climbing off my face, leaving me gasping for breath.

“You were a good little boy,” Nikki said. “So now I’m going to reward you.”

She climbed down off my face and slid down my body until she was between my legs, on her knees and facing me. She had my cock in her hand and was slowly stroking it, taunting me, teasing me.

“It’s so fucking huge,” she said as she stuck out her tongue and licked it, from the tip down to my balls then back up again. “And it tastes so fucking good.” She giggled and then started sucking on it, first taking just the tip in her mouth while one hand worked my shaft and the other went down and played with my balls. Triple threat. Insanity.

She worked the tip of my cock for a few seconds then started letting it further into her mouth, bouncing up and down on it, taking more of it in every time, until pretty soon she was swallowing the whole thing. She deep-throated me a couple of times, each time spending a couple seconds with my entire cock in her mouth before coming up for air. The third time she held it there for nearly ten seconds, maintaining eye contact the whole time, before finally coughing and gagging and sliding my cock out of her mouth.

“Is that how they do it in the movies you like to watch?” she asked while jerking me off. She knew damn well that they did but liked to taunt me about it just the same. 

“You do it better,” I said.

“You’re damn right I do,” she replied. She spit on my cock and jerked it some more, then slid back a little bit and dropped her head down and sucked on my balls. “What about this?” she said after popping them out of her mouth. “They do this too, don’t they?”

“Yes,” I said.

She grabbed my legs and pulled on them, sliding me further down the couch so my ass was hanging off the end of it. She grabbed my legs and spread them apart, then pushed them back, exposing my asshole, which she proceeded to lick. I shuddered and took a deep breath.

“And this?” she said after tonguing my asshole for a few seconds. “This too?”

“Sometimes,” I said hoarsely. “But only in the really nasty ones.”

“But those are the ones you like, right? The nastier the better?”

I nodded and tried to swallow but my throat was too dry and there was just a soft click. It was taking everything I had to keep from cumming all over her face.

She smiled and went back to work on my asshole, licking it, sticking her tongue in it, running her tongue up my taint to the bottom of my balls, sucking on them for a bit, then running her tongue back down to my asshole.

“What I don’t understand,” she said nonchalantly as she spit on my cock and stroked it some more. “Is why you watch those when you could have the real thing?”

“I thought you were asleep.”

“So you said. But you know what? I’m awake now.”

“Yes you are,” I said, climbing to my feet. “And I’m going to fuck the shit outta you, just like they do in those movies I like.”

“Promises, promises,” she said.

I picked her up and spun her around and dropped her on the couch, doggy-style, her arms gripping the back of the couch, her back arched, her tight little ass sticking up in the air, spread perfectly, just waiting for me. I got down on my knees and sidled up to her. But I didn’t stick my cock inside her. Now that I was in control, I was going to make her suffer, just as she had made me. Besides, I had to give myself a couple minutes to calm down. If I stuck my cock in her now, I’d cum within seconds. And neither of us wanted that.

I grabbed both of her ass cheeks, one in each hand, and spread her ass apart, then buried my face in between her cheeks. I went to work on her pussy, my tongue running up and down and inside it, my nose pressing up against her perfect little pink asshole. I pulled my tongue from her pussy and ran it up to her asshole and started licking it too.

“That’s right,” Nikki said, her moans growing more intense with every second. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get in there. Taste it. Love it. Worship it.”

Her nasty talk just turned me on further. I went after it with more intensity, running my tongue from her pussy to the asshole, up and down, over and over again, then finally concentrating on her asshole, licking it, sucking on it, sticking my tongue inside it. She was bouncing now against my face, totally absorbed in the moment, her moans turning to guttural groans as my rigid tongue went deeper and deeper inside her asshole.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screamed as I spread her ass cheeks with my hands, opening her up further, giving me even deeper access to her asshole. She was on the verge of orgasm, right on the edge. I brought my hand forward and started working her pussy with my fingers while continuing to tongue her asshole.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum,  holy shit I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Nikki shuddered beneath me, her pussy convulsing, drenching my fingers with her wetness.

“Give me your cock,” she begged, looking back at me. “I want you inside of me.”

“Shut up,” I said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head towards me until our faces were inches from each other. “You’ll get my cock when I decide to give it to you, not before. Understand?”


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