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FILTHY EROTICA 119

4 DIRTY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

Brock Landers

Taylor Jordan

Scotty Diggler

Misty Rose

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, romance and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

PASSING THE TEST BY BROCK LANDERS

MAKING THINGS RIGHT BY TAYLOR JORDAN

SHE LIKES BIG COCKS BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT IS HOT & BOTHERED BY MISTY ROSE

 

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PASSING THE TEST

UNLIMITED FILTH: VOLUME ONE

BROCK LANDERS

 

I was sitting at the end of the bar, minding my own business and enjoying the scenery, when I caught a glimpse of a woman who was vastly different from the rest of the skinny, emaciated girls that seemed to populate the bars out here in SoCal. She was standing by herself, leaning against the bar on the other side of the room, checking things out, just like I was. And true to form, mere milliseconds after I spotted her, she turned towards me as if sensing my interest.

We locked eyes and stared at each other as our brains went through the millions of instantaneous, unconscious determinations that would decide our level of attraction for each other.

It took less than a second for my brain to come to inform me that I was, indeed, incredibly attracted to her. And she must have come to the same realization, as before I could even think about what my next move should be, she started walking across the bar towards me.

As she approached, I observed her in a more clinical, rational way, taking in her entire body at once, then piece by piece, and putting it all together.

She was a very tall woman—practically the same height as me even without heels—and built like a brick shithouse. She wasn’t fat but she wasn’t skinny either. She had some meat on her, from her midsection to her hips to her bubbly ass to her long, powerful, figure-skater legs.

As she came closer I got a better look at her face. She had prominent features; big, brown eyes, a good-sized nose, full lips and long blonde hair. Her makeup was subtle, accentuating her features but not drowning them, making her look more like an old-school pin-up star than a modern slut.

Then there were her tits. They were the first thing I noticed but I’d deliberately skipped over them so I could come back to them at the end and let my gaze linger. They were huge: the size of my head if not bigger. Absolutely incredible. And while it was too early to tell if they were natural, I didn’t really give a shit. The way I figured it, if I could touch them and play with them and suck on them, that was good enough for me.

It wasn’t until she sat down next to me that I realized she was a bit older. Early-thirties, probably. Not old by any stretch of the imagination, but older than me by a good seven or eight years. But that was okay, I didn’t have a problem with older women. In fact, I’d always dreamed of being with one.

“How’s it going?” she said after sitting down, taking charge of the situation right away, which was no surprise to me. That was one of the things I’d noticed immediately; she appeared to be the kind of woman who wasn’t afraid to take the lead.

“Not bad,” I replied.

“You want another beer?” she asked, gesturing towards my nearly empty glass.

“Sure,” I said.

She whistled down to the bartender and I came over immediately.

“Hey Vicki,” the bartender said. Apparently her name was Vicki. And from the way her and the bartender were interacting, she was obviously a regular.

“Hey Frank,” Vicki replied. “Two beers. A Killian’s for me, and—” She turned her head towards me.

“A Killian’s for me too,” I said.

“Just put it on my tab,” Vicki said to Frank.

“You got it,” Frank replied. He disappeared then reappeared ten seconds later with the two beers. He set one in front of Vicki and one in front of me then disappeared once again.

“Thanks for the beer,” I said, taking a sip from the chilled glass.

“No problem,” Vicki replied.

“I have to ask, though: What prompted this little palaver.”

“Well, I saw you looking over at me and decided to see if it was just casual or if you had something else in mind,” she replied.

“And what does your gut tell you?” I asked.

“If I thought it was just casual I wouldn’t have come over,” she said.

I laughed and we both took another drink of our beers.

“Was I correct in my assumption?” Vicki asked once she’d set her drink down.

“You were indeed,” I said. “I must confess to having more than just a casual interest in you.”

“That’s good to hear,” she said. “Because I feel the same way about you.”

A little tingle went down my spine and I tried unsuccessfully not to smile.

“But I have to warn you,” Vicki said. “You may want to think a little more carefully before you commit to anything.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, suddenly cautious. “And why is that?”

“Because I’m a bit of a control freak,” she said. “I like to be in charge, to take the lead and run the show, doing whatever I want along the way.”

 I let out a relieved little laugh. “That’s it? I thought you were going to say you were really a man or something.”

“Nope,” Vicki said. “I just like to get that part out of the way up front. Most men don’t deal with it very well.”

“Actually, I don’t mind that sort of thing. I kind of enjoy it, to be perfectly honest.”

“Yeah, I kind of figured that about you,” Vicki said. “You look like you’re not afraid to get a little freaky in the sack.”

“Is that right?”

“Yep,” she said. “That’s why I headed over here in the first place. I’m an expert at reading people. Of course, just because I could tell you were into that sort of thing doesn’t mean that you can actually handle a night with me.”

I laughed softly.

“You think differently?” Vicki asked.

“Let’s just say I haven’t come across much that I can’t handle,” I said.

“Is that right?”

I nodded.

“Fair enough,” Vicki said, a knowing little smirk worming onto her face. “But I have to warn you, most of the men I approach like this same the same thing. They all think they can handle me. Every single one of them. But it’s rare I find one that actually can without complaint. Especially with what I dish out.”

“It’s that intense, huh?”

Smiling, Vicki nodded vigorously.

I smiled back. “Then it sounds like it would be fun.”

“So you’re game?”

“Absolutely,” I said. “On one condition.”

The look Vicki shot me was more intrigued than skeptical. “What’s that?”

“If I can handle whatever you can dish out tonight, then I earn another night with you. Where we find out if you can handle what I can dish out.”

“Sounds fair enough to me,” Vicki said.

“So you like to receive as much as you like to give?” I asked.

“Not as much,” she said, smiling. “But pretty close.”

“Same here,” I said.

“Then it appears we have come to an agreement,” Vicki said.

“It does indeed.”

Vicki pounded the rest of her beer and rose to her feet. “Do you mind if we go to my place? It’s just a couple blocks away.”

I too finished my beer and set the glass down. “No problem at all.”

She grabbed my hand and gruffly pulled me off the stool. “Then let’s go.”

 

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Five minutes later we arrived at Vicki’s place. She unlocked the door and held it open for me. I walked in, stopped just inside, and looked around. It was a nice place, if a little plain. Comfortable but more functional than anything else.

Vicki closed the door behind us. I turned around to face her and found that she was already on her knees, right there in the hallway, looking up at me with focused intent.

“Oh,” I said as she reached out and started undoing my belt. “Okay then.” I knew she’d said she liked being in charge, but this wasn’t quite what I was expecting. Not that I minded.

It took her less than five seconds to have my belt unbuckled, my zipper down, my button undone and my pants and boxers down around my ankles. My cock was sticking straight out, already fully hard. It wasn’t enormous but it was pretty good sized; most girls found it to be a little too big for their tastes but I didn’t think Vicki would have that issue.

“It’s hard already, huh?” she said, staring right at it, obviously impressed.

“It always is,” I replied.

“Always?”

“Pretty much.”

“Well, that certainly makes things easy,” Vicki said. “And it’s just the right size too.”

“It isn’t too big for you?” I said, mostly just taunting her.

She scoffed. “Please.”

“Yeah, I kind of thought you’d be able to handle it,” I said.

“With ease,” she replied. And with that, she immediately went to work on it, licking up and down the shaft, one hand grasping the base in a death-grip while the other worked my balls. She popped the tip of my cock in her mouth and sucked on it while jerking me off, her hand and mouth working in tandem as her mouth dropped further and further down my cock, her head bobbing up and down, faster and faster, her hair flying everywhere, covering her face, blocking my view.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it back so I could get a better view of what was happening.

“You like to see what’s going on, do you?” Vicki said, popping my cock out of her mouth for a moment.

I nodded.

“That’s good,” she continued, jerking me off all the while. “Because I do too. Bright and clear, everything out in the open, no shame whatsoever.”

“My thoughts exactly,” I said.

“So you say now,” Vicki said, grinning like a demon up at me. “But we’ll see. We’ll see.”

She took my cock in her mouth once again and continued pushing her head forward, making my cock disappear inside her mouth inch-by-inch while staring up at me, maintaining eye contact the entire time.

Vicki kept going until she’d swallowed my entire cock, deepthroating me with ease, still staring up at me even as her bottom lip touched my ball sack and her nose touched the base of my stomach

“Holy fucking shit,” I said under my breath as she held my cock in place, deep in her throat. No one had ever deepthroated me so effortlessly before, nor held me for so long. Almost a full ten seconds, by my count.

Vicki pulled her head off my cock just as deliberately as she’d swallowed it, moving inch-by-inch, in no rush, not having any difficulty with it whatsoever.

“That was fucking incredible,” I said once my cock was free and clear of her mouth.

“That was nothing,” Vicki said. “Just a little taste to get you started. Something for you to think about, for you to long for while I have my way with you.”

She stood up and grabbed ahold of my cock and used it to lead me over the couch in the living room. Once there, she turned me around so my back was facing the couch and gave me a little push in the chest, sitting me down.

“Now you just sit there and wait,” Vicki said. “While I go slip into something more interesting. And then we’ll get started in earnest.”

 

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Vicki came out a couple minutes later wearing nothing but a garter belt, black fishnet stockings and a pair of clear fuck-me pumps. No panties and nothing on above her waist. The outfit made her incredible legs look even longer than before and was sex as hell. Her arms were crossed at her chest, covering up her tits, save for the bottom half, which were poking out.

“What do you think?” Vicki asked.

“I think you’re fucking perfect,” I replied.

“Good answer,” she said, walking towards me until she was standing between my spread legs, her knees touching the couch, staring straight down at me.

She uncrossed her arms, revealing her huge, perfect tits in all their glory, complete with nipples like pencil erasers. She let me admire them from afar for a few moments, then climbed onto the couch, straddling me.

Leaning forward she shook her tits from side to side, bouncing them off the edges of my face. Then she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it forward, pressing it into her chest. With my head now between her massive breasts, she squeezed her tits together, smashing my face between them, smothering me against her flesh.

After a few long seconds, Vicki released gave me room to breathe. I pulled back, gasping for air. But before I could fully recover, she leaned forward and stuck her rock-hard nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it greedily, looking up at her face the entire time.

“That’s a good boy,” she said. “Suck on that fucking nipple. There you go.”

I popped her nipple out of my mouth and switched the other one. A few seconds later she grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, pulling it from that nipple. Then she stuck her tongue in my mouth and ran her hands down my chest towards my crotch. She released her mouth from mine and slid down my body until she was on the floor with her head between my legs.

Vicki was looking up at me with a nasty smile on her face as she played with my rock-hard cock, squeezing it gently between her fingers.

“Have you ever been titty-fucked before?” she said, looking up at me.

“A few times,” I replied. “But never by tits like yours.”

“Well you’re in for a treat,” she said. “Because I’m the best there is.”

“I don’t doubt that.”

Smiling, Vicki reached across her body and picked up a bottle of baby oil from the coffee table next to the couch. She popped the top of the bottle and squirted it’s contents all over her chest.

“Let’s get it nice and slippery,” she said, rubbing the oil into her skin, spreading it so it covered her tits front and back, inside and out.

Her tits were glistening in the light, the oil giving her flesh a bright sheen. I was literally licking my lips at the thought of having my cock in between them.

“There we go,” she said, looking up at me, her smile as nasty as ever, her hands bouncing her tits up and down. “Are you ready for these.”

I nodded. “But I have to admit, this isn’t exactly what I was expecting when you said you like to be in charge.”

“Oh yeah?” Vicki said, still smiling. “Why not?”

I shrugged. “I guess I thought I was going to be pleasuring you more than you pleasuring me.”

“Ahh, I see,” she said. “Well, don’t worry, we’ll get to that part eventually. But I’ve found that the better someone is feeling, the better they are at pleasing.”

“Fair enough,” I said. “Then feel free to do whatever you want to me.”  

“Don’t worry,” Vicki said. “I will.” And with that, she stuck my dick between her tits.

“Oh my god,” I said as she wrapped her tits around my cock, squeezed them together, and started to bounce.

“You like that?” she asked.

I nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I love it,” I said.

“What do you love?” Vicki asked. “Tell me exactly what you love.”

“I love fucking your giant titties,” I said as she continued to bounce on my cock, her tits jiggling, the tip of my cock popping out in-between the top of them at the end of every stroke.

Vicki squeezed harder, engulfing my cock in her massive tits. The pressure was nearly unbearable as she squeezed and bounced atop me, the copious amounts of lube she’s used allowing her to constrict my cock while still moving quickly against me, providing an insane amount of pleasure.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said as I rose towards orgasm. She was staring directly at me, closely monitoring my excitement level. She was wearing a knowing, calculated little smirk. It was obvious she was setting me up for something, the only question was what that something was.   

I was quickly approaching the point of no return, in fact was just moments away from blowing my load when Vicki abruptly released my cock from the vice-grip between her tits, as if she knew exactly how close I was to cumming.

“Oh no you don’t,” she said. “Now that you’re all wound up, it’s time for you to take care of me.”

I laughed under my breath and shook my head. So that was her strategy. I had to admit, it was a good one. As excited as I was right now, I was willing to do pretty much anything she wanted.

“Do you want me to fuck you now?” I asked. I already knew the answer was going to be no, but I wanted to hear how Vicki said it to me. I wanted to get an idea of what was to come without specifically asking.

Vicki laughed. “Fuck me? Not a chance. Maybe, if you’re a good boy and do everything I tell you to without hesitation, then maybe I’ll give you the pleasure of sticking your cock inside me. But even then, I’m going to be the one doing the fucking, not you. Not lie your ass down on the floor. It’s time to see how good you are eating pussy.”

More excited than ever by her response, I did as I was told without hesitation.

Before I could ask Vicki what else she wanted from me, she put one foot on either side of my head. Standing over me with her legs spread, I stared up at her pussy and ass, preparing myself for what was to come.

“Do you like what you see?” Vicki asked, looking down at me with an evil smile.

I nodded.

“That’s good,” Vicki said. “Because you’re about to get a lot closer look.” She dropped to the floor, her knees bent and her legs folded under her body, and sat directly onto my face, engulfing my mouth and nose, smothering me.

Shortly after she sat on my face I tried to get some breath into my lungs, but it was difficult to find any air. The entire world consisted of Vicki’s sweet, tangy smell and taste, which was flooding my lungs, filling me up completely.

Vicki smothered me for a good fifteen seconds before finally lifting herself off my face. I gasped for breath, my eyes watering, my chest heaving and my face red. But my smile was threatening to split my face in two.

“I take it you liked that?” Vicki said.

“I fucking loved it,” I replied.

“That’s good to hear,” she said. “Because I did too. Are you ready for some more?”

“Hell yes,” I said. “Bring it on.”

“Oh don’t worry about that,” Vicki said, looking down at me. “I certainly will.” Smiling widely, she dropped her ass onto my face once again.

This time she smothered me for what felt like an hour, until my lungs were burning. Nearly in a panic, I brought my hands up with the intention of putting them under her leg to push her off me but she grabbed my wrists and pushed them down to the floor and held them there.

“Just relax,” Vicki said. “You have enough air to breathe.”

So I did, fighting down the panic, which allowed me to find little pockets of air that would keep me breathing.

“See?” Vicki said, still holding my arms down. “I told you it would be okay. Now stick out your tongue. I want to ride it.”

Again I did as I was told, making my tongue rigid and poking it out from between my lips.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Vicki said and she grinded her pussy against my face, moving it forward and back, riding my tongue.

I was having a ball. I loved the taste and feel of Vicki’s insides; silky smooth and sweet and salty and acrid all at the same time. Now that she was riding my face instead of smothering me, I could see up the length of her body every once in a while. Her back was arched and her head was thrown back and her huge tits were sticking out and she was grunting like an animal, obviously enjoying herself immensely.

A few seconds later her body tensed up and then released and she let out a guttural growl and juices flowed from her pussy and covered my face, completely drenching it. Her pussy juices got into my mouth and went down my throat, and because she was still grinding mercilessly on my face I was forced to swallow them down.

Some time later Vicki’s grinding finally slowed down, then stopped completely. Lifting her pussy up off me, she sat down on my chest and stared down at me.

“I’m not gonna lie,” she said. “You did pretty damn good my friend.”

“Thanks,” I said, a little smile tugging at me lips.

“So good that I think I’m going to let you stick your dick in me. Do you like that idea?”

Not wanting to say anything that might change her mind, I just nodded my head.

 “Yeah, I thought you might,” Vicki said. She leaned over and stuck her tongue in my mouth, then scooted her body down mine, until she was straddling my waist, her ass pressing back against my hard cock.

We made out with Vicki grinding her ass against me for a little while, then she reached back and grabbed ahold of my cock and pressed it against her pussy and rubbed it around down there  for a few seconds before sliding in just the tip. She worked the head of my cock with her pussy, staring down at me with a little smile the entire time, tempting me, taunting me, trying to get me to make a move for control.

But I resisted, simply lying there and letting her do her thing without pushing the issue. She said she wanted to be in charge so I figured she was testing me, trying to see if I’d take the bait and make a grab at control.

“Not bad,” she said half a minute later, giving credence to my earlier thought process. “Not bad at all.”

“Thanks,” I said.

“So far you’ve passed every test. But there’s still a few more to come.”

“Bring it on.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Vicki said. “I will.”

And with that, she dropped her body onto mine, her pussy completely engulfing my cock. She lifted herself up after bottoming out, then drove her body down onto mine once again.

“Ho-ly fuck,” I said, gasping softly, partially in pleasure and partially in pain.

“It feels that good, huh?” Vicki said, smiling like a demon as she bounced up and down on my cock, hammering away, giving me all her body weight, her ass slamming down onto my hips and her pussy taking my cock balls deep. 

She was riding a fine line between pleasure and pain, which was undoubtedly deliberate. Another one of her tests. She was seeing how much I could take without complaining.

Every time she bottomed out I winced just a hair, biting down on my lip to keep from making too much noise.

After a full two minutes of riding me like I was a piece of meat, Vicki took it easy on me, slowing things down a bit. She stayed atop me with my cock all the way inside of her, not moving at all for the time being. She was breathing deeply and sweating and her hair was all messed up.

My cock was as hard as ever, having not lost once bit of stiffness since we’d started. If anything I was more excited than I had been all evening. I’d always loved being used and abused by a woman and Vicki was as good as anyone I’d ever come across.

“That was pretty damn impressive,” Vicki said. “Most men would have either tapped out or came by now.”

“Well, fortunately I’m not like most men.”

“I’m beginning to see that,” she said. “And it’s a good thing too, because I’m not like most women.”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” I said.

“But don’t get too cocky,” Vicki said. “You’re still not out of the woods yet. There’s still a few things I need to see if you can handle before you get your night to do with me what you will.”

“Fair enough,” I said.

“Are you ready to continue?”

“Whenever you are.”

Vicki grabbed ahold of my wrists and leaned forward, pinning my arms to the floor above my head. Holding them in place, staring right down at me with an intense look, she slammed her body down onto mine even harder than before, holding it there for a moment before lifting herself up and pounding down on me once again.

She wasn’t moving quickly, instead, she was gathering herself before every thrust, intent on driving her body down onto mine aggressively with every pass, using gravity as her friend, as though trying to hammer me into the floor.

Once I proved I could take this particular style of pounding, she released my arms and transferred her hands to my chest, pressing down on me with her palms, giving herself more leverage as she pummeled me, impaling herself on my cock.

Vicki started moving faster again, hammering away at me, her body slamming down upon mine just as forcefully as ever but twice as fast. She looked like a woman possessed, hair bouncing everywhere, her eyes boring down on me.

The pain and pleasure were combining to bring me ever closer to cumming, but I refused to allow myself to cross that line until Vicki did. I couldn’t be positive that was another one of her tests, but it certainly made sense.

It got even harder for me to keep from cumming a few seconds later, however. After letting out a deep, guttural growl, Vicki ran her hands up my chest and put them around my throat, choking me as she continued bouncing up and down on my cock.

Being manhandled like that always turned me on, and it took me right to the edge of orgasm. It took everything I had to keep from cumming, especially when she squeezed a little harder, not quite choking my breath completely but making it more difficult to get air into my lungs, even as she continued slamming down on me.

I was a few heartbeats away from cumming now. And from the look on Vicki’s face, she was too. But still I had to make sure she got there before I did.

So I started lifting my hips upwards into her, trying to match her aggression with my own, hammering my cock up into her as hard as I could with every thrust.

Luckily for me, it worked. Vicki  closed her eyes tight and took a deep breath, holding it in while she squeezed my throat even tighter, completely cutting off my breath, then hammered herself down onto me one last time and held her body there, completely engulfing my cock, her ass pushing down on my hips as she froze up for a moment before releasing everything at the same time.

Vicki’s eyes flashed open and her breath came bursting out in the form of a sharp, piercing scream. Her pussy gushed juices, drenching my cock, and her body shivered and shook for a few seconds before falling still. And she let go of my throat, allowing me to breathe.

That last part was what put me over the edge. I’d been holding out for as long as possible, and when she released my throat I couldn’t help but cum, shooting my seed up into her as she sat atop me, my cock still deep in her pussy.

Smiling, Vicki slowly grinded her hips against me, eliciting every last bit of sperm from my cock before climbing up off me.

“Well,” I asked. “Did I pass your test?”

“Almost,” Vicki said, grinning evilly down at me. “There’s just one more thing I need to see if you’ll do.”

“What’s that?” I said, sitting up at the waist.

“You’ll see,” she said, walking towards me, her grin still wide. She bent down and put her hands on my shoulders, forcing me to the floor once again. Once I was lying on my back she threw one leg over me, straddling me with one foot on either side of my head, her pussy (which was still full of my cum) hovering directly above me.

“I don’t know about this,” I said, suddenly apprehensive as I saw where this was going.

“Don’t be such a wimp,” she said, staring down at me. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Says you,” I said.

“I need to see if you’re capable of getting freaky enough to please me for the long haul,” Vicki said. “So far you’ve done a great job. Better than most, if not all of the other men I’ve been with. But we haven’t done anything all that extreme. Which is fine for our first night together. But if we’re going to continue doing this sort of thing, I need to know you’re willing to get a hell of a lot freakier. And this is the first step in that direction.”

I just laid there, undecided, staring up at her pussy, which was already starting to leak my cum.

“I’d understand if you don’t want to do it,” Vicki continued. “But it’s the final test. If you want to earn a night to do whatever you want to me, you have to let me do this one last thing to you. And quickly, before it’s too late. Besides, you might even like it. Who knows?”

I took a deep breath. “Fine,” I said. “Do what you need to do.”

Her smile growing wider, Vicki turned around so she was facing away from me, her head towards my feet, then squatted down, her ass and pussy hovering right above my face. I closed my eyes just as the first drop of my cum dripped out of her pussy and onto my face. There were a couple more drops, then Vicki dropped her ass onto my face and started grinding against it.

She didn’t ride my face as aggressively as before but she didn’t take it easy on me either, digging her pussy into my nose and mouth rubbing back and forth against my face, coating me with a combination of both our juices.

“That’s a good boy,” she said while smothering me. “Take that cum on your face and in your mouth. Now stick out your tongue and get it in there. I want you to clean my pussy out.”

I did as I was told, only somewhat reluctantly. What she was doing to me was demeaning. It was filthy and perverted as hell. Not to mention disgusting. But for some reason it turned me on. I’m not exactly sure why but it did. Maybe it just opened up the possibilities for what I could do to Vicki when I had control. After what she did to me at the end of our session it would be hard to go too far with her. Or maybe deep down I just liked being forced to do things that I didn’t really want to do. But no matter what the reason, I found myself getting into it.

 “There you go,” Vicki said, no longer grinding against me but just sitting on my face while I worked my tongue into her pussy. “Show me how much you want to be with me. Prove it to me.”

I lapped at her insides for what seemed like forever, my excitement growing all the while. I realized my cock was hard once again.

Vicki noticed it too. “What’s this?” she said, bending over and taking my hard cock in her hand. “You’re actually enjoying yourself? I have to admit I’m impressed.”

I was too but my mouth was too full to say anything.

“In fact, I’m going to reward your newfound enthusiasm,” she said.

Before I could wonder how she was going to do that I felt a warmth around my cock and realized she’d stuck it in her mouth.

Vicki went to town on my cock while she continued to grind on my face, working it with her hand and mouth at the same time, bouncing her head up and down on it like a jackhammer, taking it balls deep with every pump.

Maybe because it was so soon after I’d just came or maybe Vicki was just really good at sucking cock, but her mouth around my cock felt better than any blowjob I’d ever gotten before. It was sloppy and wet and aggressive and absolutely perfect.

My excitement fully ramped up once again, I went to work more vigorously on her pussy, no longer caring about what had grossed me out just moments before. I got my hands into the act too, putting them on her asscheeks and spreading them wide, giving me deeper access to her insides.

Vicki responded by deepthroating me, holding my cock deep inside her throat for a full ten seconds before letting it go to catch her breath. But she barely paused for air before going back to work on my cock, blowing me with just as much intensity as before.

She was doing such an incredible job that it wasn’t long before I was ready to blow my load once again. I’d had multiple orgasms in one session before, but never so close together. It was quite a feat that Vicki could make me cum again so soon after shooting my first load.

“Holy fuck,” I said, lifting her pussy off my face just long enough to warn her about it. “I’m gonna fucking cum again.”

If Vicki heard me she didn’t acknowledge my words. She just kept on blowing me as aggressively as before, getting both hands into it at the same time, her mouth bouncing up and down on my cock in a quick, rapid rhythm.

Figuring I’d given her fair warning, I went back to work on her pussy, licking and sucking and exploring it with my tongue while my orgasm got closer and closer.

And then I was there.

I groaned beneath her as my body froze up for a moment before releasing, sending cum shooting out of my cock for the second time in less than five minutes. The explosion was more intense than earlier but didn’t last as long. Three pumps, no more, all of which Vicki took in her mouth, not letting go of my cock until after I’d finished releasing all my sperm.

Once I was done, she climbed off me and sat down on the floor next to me. Her mouth was slightly open and I could see a reservoir of my cum inside. I sat up at the waist to get a better view of what I knew was to come.

Vicki flashed me a little smile then tilted her head back and swallowed my cum down in one gulp.

I laughed under my breath and shook my head, amazed at the filthiness of the woman sitting beside me.

“You’re one hell of a nasty girl,” I said. I meant it as a compliment and she took it that way.

“I appreciate the kind words,” she said. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

“Why thank you,” I said with mock seriousness. “I have to admit though, I was a little surprised there at the end. I thought this night was all about you.”

“It was,” she said. “But I just figured if you were willing to eat your own cum, the least I could do is match you,” she said, smiling at me.

“Sounds fair to me,” I said. “So, I have to ask: Did I earn another night with you?”

“You most certainly did,” Vicki said. “And like we agreed on before, you can do whatever you want to me.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” I said.

“So am I,” she replied. “And if tonight was any indication, I think we may have a perverted little affair in the making.”

“Hell, this was just a warm-up session,” I said, grinning at her. “If you think I’m going to take it as easy on you as you did on me tonight then you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“Oh, I’m expecting you to take it to another level,” Vicki said. “Whether or not you take it far enough is a whole different story.”

“I’m just worried I’m going to take it too far,” I said.

“There’s no such thing as too far,” she replied. And from the look on her face, she meant it too.

“We’ll just see about that.”

“Yes we will,” Vicki said. “Yes we will indeed.”

 

#####

 

MAKING THINGS RIGHT

TAYLOR JORDAN

 

Nick and Micah walk into Micah’s apartment after a night out drinking. They’ve been dating for almost two months but haven’t gone all the way yet. At five and a half feet and 115 pounds with long, dark hair and a firm body, Micah is cute as hell but a bit of a tease, always messing around with Nick but shutting him down before things go too far. But tonight is going to be different. Or so Nick hopes.

Micah has brought Nick back to her place for the first time in their relationship after spending the last hour hinting at the fact that they’re finally going to fuck without actually coming out and saying it.

And sure enough, as soon as they close the front door behind them, Micah immediately leans in and starts kissing Nick, aggressively jamming her tongue into his mouth, exploring around while she rubs his chest with her hands.

Nick returns the favor, grabbing her asscheeks and giving them a squeeze.

Micah responds by running one hand further down and rubbing it against his rapidly growing cock.

Nick is definitely excited but still wary. They’ve screwed around like this before but not gotten any further and he doesn’t know if he can handle getting shut down again. So he pulls away before things get too heated, just to make sure that this is actually going to happen.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Nick asks.

“Positive,” Micah responds. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“No backing out at the last second?” he says, smiling a bit, pretending like he’s joking even though they both know he really isn’t.

“Nope,” Micah says, her lips turned up in a little smile. “I’m ready to go all the way.”

Nick gave her an exaggerated look of skepticism.

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

He shrugged. “I just want to make sure that if we get started, you follow through on it this time. I don’t know if I can take getting shut down at the last second again.”

“That won’t happen,” Micah says, smiling wider now. “I promise.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Nick says, smiling himself now. At this point, he’s just messing with Micah, forcing her to take the lead, to prove that she’s finally willing to go all the way. “I’ve heard that before.”

“That’s true,” she says. “But have I ever done this to you before?”

And with that, Micah drops to her knees, right there in the middle of the living room, and starts undoing the buttons on Nick’s jeans. She’s looking up at him with her big, brown eyes and biting on her bottom lip while Nick’s cock grows larger with excitement.

“No you sure haven’t,” Nick says.

“What about this?” Micah asks, yanking his pants down, boxers and all. “Have I ever done this to you before?”

This time Nick just shakes his head. His cock is sticking straight out, hard as a rock. The tip is practically touching Micah’s lips.

“I know I’ve never done this either,” Micah says, grabbing ahold of his cock and gently stroking it while still looking up at him. “And definitely not this,” she says before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock.

Nick lets out a little moan as Micah starts working his cock, sucking gently on the tip while working his shaft with her hand.

“No you certainly have not,” he says before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.

Micah starts blowing him with more urgency, taking his cock deeper into her mouth with every pass. She’s a pretty good little cocksucker; it’s not the greatest blowjob he’s ever had but certainly not the worst. He’s just so excited to finally be getting one from her that the quality doesn’t matter much anyway.

She’s just starting to go after his cock with more intensity when the front door suddenly bursts open.

Micah pulls her head off of Nick’s cock. He looks up towards the front door to see a ridiculously hot blonde wearing a form-fitting black dress that barely covers her ass and shows off her ridiculous body standing there.

The blonde starts to laugh aloud as Micah scrambles to her feet.

Nick just stands there, his cock still sticking out. He’s too surprised to move.

“Shut the fucking door!” Micah says.

Still giggling, the blonde does so. “Well, well,” she says to Micah. “The little prude is finally getting busy.”

“Fuck you, August!” Micah says. Her face is flushed bright red and she’s obviously flustered. “You were supposed to be gone this weekend!”

“My plans changed,” August says. Her gaze shifts from Micah to Nick’s cock, which is still hard as hell and still fully exposed. “Not bad,” she says, a filthy little grin working its way onto her face. “Not bad at all.”

Micah glances over to where August is looking and sees what she’s staring at. “Pull your fucking pants up, Nick!” she says, horrified.

Nick does as he’s told, moving quickly for Micah’s sake even though he doesn’t feel the need to hurry.

“Well, you two have fun,” August says, keeping her eyes planted firmly on Nick as she leaves the room, still smiling.

“Goddammit I hate that bitch,” Micah says once August is gone.

“Who is it?” Nick asks.

“My fucking roommate,” Micah replies. “She’s a rude, disrespectful, arrogant little slut.”

Nick doesn’t comment on this. He just keeps his mouth shut and adjusts his cock in his pants. It’s still hard as hell; harder than ever before, in fact. At some point tonight, he’s going to need to release. One way or another.

He makes his way over to Micah, who is still visibly shaken, and puts his arms around her. “Don’t worry it about it, baby. Just let it go. No harm no foul.”

Micah takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “Yeah, I guess.” She breaks off his embrace and roughly grabs his hand. “Come on, let’s go to my room.”

Micah leads Nick through the hallway and into her room. She’s still wound up but Nick is hoping to use that energy to his advantage. He closes her door and locks it as Micah falls onto the bed. Nick lays down next to her.

“Sorry about that,” Micah says, draping her arm over his chest. “It’s just . . . August always fucks everything up.”

“She didn’t fuck anything up,” Nick says. “She just delayed things a little bit. No big deal.”

Micah forces a smile onto her lips. “You’re right,” she says. “There’s no reason why we can’t pick up where we left off.”

“That’s the spirit,” Nick says, leaning over and slipping his tongue into her mouth.

They make out for  half a minute before things get started up again for real, Micah once again rubbing his cock while he squeezes her tits. She undoes her pants at the waist and slips them off, leaving her just in her panties from the waist down while he pulls her shirt over her shoulders and then unlatches her bra, revealing her large, soft, beautiful tits.

Taking the initiative now, trying to redirect Micah’s thoughts away from her roommate, Nick starts to suck on her nipples, working one for half a minute before switching over to the other one and giving it the same treatment.

Micah seems to be getting back into the swing of things, moaning softly and pulling Nick’s pants off once again, then grabbing ahold of his cock and jerking his shaft while he continues working her tits.

Nick runs his right hand down to Micah’s waist and starts rubbing her pussy over her panties. It isn’t long before they are soaked through.

Micah lets out a deep moan and pulls Nick’s head up and slips her tongue inside his mouth then yanks her panties off, freeing up her dripping wet pussy. Then she grabs his cock again and goes back to work on it, jerking it more aggressively now.

Nick returns the favor by slipping one finger inside Micah’s pussy. As he works it around, Micah starts making out with him more intensely. Nick takes this as an indication that she likes the ways things are going and slides another one inside of her.

Micah groans louder and starts bucking her hips. After half a minute of playing with each other while making out, Micah pulls her lips off of Nick’s.

“I need you inside of me,” she says, staring directly into his eyes.

“Are you sure?” Nick says.

“Positive,” Micah replies.

Smiling, Nick rolls atop her. Micah spreads her legs to accept him. They go back to making out for a short time before Nick grabs ahold of his cock and slides the tip of it inside her.

Micah gasps softly and starts breathing harder as Nick gently works his cock inside her. Even though Micah’s pussy is extremely wet, it’s still pretty tight, and Nick has to take things easy, not only for her sake, but for his as well.

“Oh my god you’re cock feels so good inside me,” Micah says. Her arms are wrapped around Nick’s neck and her eyes are full of pleasure. “I love having you inside of me.”

Nick loves it too, even though he doesn’t say anything. He replies with his body, giving Micah more of his cock with every thrust.

They are just starting to get into a good rhythm when the room is filled with the sounds of rock and roll coming through the walls. Nick doesn’t mind the music, but it’s clear that Micah does.

“Goddammit,” she says, not in enjoyment from the fucking but in annoyance from the music. “Why does she have to play it so fucking loud?”

“Just ignore it,” Nick says, doing his best to keep Micah’s mind off the music by lifting her legs up and tilting her hips back and fucking her with more intensity.

But Micah is having none of it. “I can’t!” she says. “Don’t you see? She’s doing it on purpose!”

“No she’s not,” Nick says. He doesn’t know if she is and he doesn’t really care, as long as Micah stays in the moment.

“Yes she is!” Micah says. “I hate her so fucking much! Fucking bitch!”

By now, Micah is no longer moving her body. She’s just lying there like a dead fish. So Nick lets her legs drop but remains atop her, his cock still in her pussy but his body not moving at all.

“Sorry, but I can’t do this with that music playing so loud,” Micah says, sliding her body back, forcing his cock out of her pussy.

“What if I ask her to turn it off?” Nick says.

“It doesn’t matter,” Micah replies. “It’s too late. I’m not in the mood anymore.”

Nick sighs and rolls off of Micah. He lies on his back, staring at the ceiling, at she turns onto her side and pouts. Not only is she complaining about her roommate now, but other things as well. But Nick isn’t listening. He’s zoned out, too annoyed to care any longer. He’s just going to hang out until Micah falls asleep and then take off. He’s had enough of this shit. It’s time to find a different girlfriend.

 

#

 

Thirty minutes later, Nick passes by August sitting on the couch watching TV as he heads for the front door.

“Where are you going?” she asks as he passes behind the couch.

“Home.”

“Micah didn’t ask you to stay?”

“She fell asleep a little while ago,” Nick says, the disappointment clear in his voice.

“Before or after you two fucked?” August asks.

“Kind of in the middle, actually,” Nick replies, laughing humorlessly under his breath.

“What does that mean?” August asks, turning to face him. She seems genuinely interested in the conversation for the first time.

“Well, I was giving it to her when you turned your music up and she just couldn’t take it. It annoyed her so much that she pushed me off of her and rolled over. She said she wasn’t in the mood anymore. Half an hour later she fell asleep. So I put my clothes back on and here I am.”

“So you actually got her back in the mood after I barged in on you two in the living room?”

Nick nods.

“Very impressive,” August says.

“I’m not gonna lie, it took some work.”

“I’m sure it did,” August said. “And you were actually fucking her before I screwed things up again?”

“Yep,” Nick says. “Which was a miracle in an of itself, after two months of trying.”

“So this was the first time you guys fucked?”

“It sure was,” Nick says.

August laughs and shakes her head. “Sorry,” she says. “I don’t mean to laugh, it’s just . . .”

“Don’t worry about it,” Nick says. “It’s pretty funny. Sad, but funny.” He reaches for the door.

“Hold up a minute,” August says before he can open the door.

Nick looks back as she climbs to her feet and starts walking over towards him. He can’t help but again notice how insanely hot she is, from her long blonde hair to her face to her rocking body, which is spilling out of her form-fitting dress. And the black mascara around her eyes combines with the bright red lipstick to give her a slutty look that turns him on like crazy.

August comes to a stop a few feet away from him. She’s taller than he realized. 5’9“ or so, just a couple inches shorter than he is.

Nick looks at her, waiting, wondering what this is all about. But she just stands there, not giving him any hint. She’s just looking him over, as though inspecting a piece of meat.

“What is it?” he finally says.

“I feel bad about what happened,” August replies, a little smirk playing on her lips.

“No you don’t,” Nick replies, smirking right back at her.

Her smirk turns into a full-blown smile. “You’re right. I don’t feel bad. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to make things right.”

Nick tilts his head sideways. “How are you going to do that?”

“You’ll see,” August says. She grabs his hand and leads him back into the hallway.

“Where are we going?” Nick asks.

“Where do you think?” August says. “To my room, silly.”

Nick doesn’t know how to reply so he just keeps his mouth shut.

Once they’re inside her room, August tell Nick to sit down on the bed. He does so.

She locks the door behind them, then turns and walks towards Nick and stands over him, staring directly at him while he sits on the edge of her bed. His cock is already hard from anticipation and it’s growing harder the more he looks at August staring down at him.

“You locked the door,” Nick says. It’s partially a question and partially a statement.

“Well, we don’t want Micah barging in like I barged in on you two,” August says.

Nick tilts his head slightly. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“That depends,” she says.

“On what?”

“On what you think I’m saying.”

“Well, it sounds like you’re saying that what me and Micah were doing when you walked in is what you and I are going to be doing here pretty soon.”

“Then yeah,” August says. “I was saying what you think I was saying.”

“Oh,” Nick says, his cock now completely hard with anticipation.

“Is that okay with you?” August asks.

Nick nods.

“Are you sure?” August says, smirking at him once again. “Because you don’t really look like you’re sure.”

“I’m positive,” Nick says. “Things weren’t working out between Micah and I anyway. She’s not really my type.”

“Am I more your type?” August says.

Nick laughs. “Yeah, actually you are.”

“Or course I am,” August says. “I’m a hot blonde with a rockin’ body. I’m everybody’s type. Even if they won’t admit it.”

“Fair enough,” Nick says.

“So are you ready for me to finish what Micah started?”

Nick nods, then clears his throat and takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. He doesn’t know what to do next. But August does.

She leans forward and gives him a shove, pushing him back onto the bed. As he lays there, on his back, she deftly undoes his pants and yanks them off, freeing up his cock, which is sticking straight up in the air.

“Well, that makes things easy,” August says. “It looks like Micah had you all wound up.”

“It wasn’t only Micah,” Nick says. “It was you too.”

“Well, duh,” August says. “I knew that. I was just trying to pretend like I was being modest.”

“Fair enough,” Nick says, laughing.

Without another word, August climbs onto the bed and grabs ahold of his cock. She licks the tip of it, then runs her tongue down the underside of his shaft.

“Huh,” she says, sounding somewhat surprised.

“What?” Nick asks.

“You actually did stick your cock inside Micah,” August says.

“I told you I did,” Nick says. “You didn’t believe me?”

August just shrugs.

“By the way,” Nick says. “How do you know it was Micah I fucked earlier and not someone else?”

“This isn’t the first time I’ve licked Micah’s pussy juices off someone else’s cock,” August says. “And I’m sure it won’t be the last.”

Nick laughs under his breath and shakes his head. “You’re a piece of work, aren’t you?”

“You’d better believe it,” August says. And with that, she takes his cock between her bright red lips and starts blowing him proper.

She’s an expert cocksucker, constantly changing up the depth and intensity and speed in which she works Nick’s cock, keeping him on the edge without taking him too far while maintaining eye contact the entire time.

August blows Nick for a good two minutes before popping his cock out of her mouth and climbing atop him, straddling his hips. She doesn’t waste any time, pulling her dress up over her waist and yanking her panties to the side, freeing up her smoothly-shaved snatch. Then she grabs ahold of his cock and holds it in place as she drops her pussy atop it, sliding it inside her without even bothering to take her clothes off.

“Holy shit,” Nick says as August starts bouncing atop him, not bothering to take things slowly at all. It isn’t long before she’s dropping her entire weight onto him with every thrust, riding him like a drunk cowgirl, staring down at him intently while she fucks him.

August clearly means business. Her expression is one of intense concentration and focused intent. It’s obvious she has one goal in mind, and that’s to get herself off as quickly and as many times as possible.

Thanks to his earlier, aborted session with Micah, Nick is already pretty far along. He combats his desire to cum by reaching out and pulling the top of August’s  dress down, unveiling her round, firm tits, then grabbing ahold of them and squeezing while she continues impaling herself on his cock.

“Harder,” August says, speaking in a low, demanding tone. “Squeeze them harder.”

Nick does, squeezing them between his hands as hard as he can.

“That’s right,” August says, one her hands dropping down to rub her clit while she slams her body down onto Nick’s. “Just like that, just like that.”

August furiously works her clit while hammering her body down onto Nick’s cock while he smashes her tits between his hands. This goes on for a good thirty seconds before August cums in a rush, cursing under her breath and shaking and shimmying atop him while the orgasm flows through her.

As soon as it passes, August lifts herself up off of Nick’s cock and drops onto all fours on top of the bed. Looking over at Nick, she says, “Do you still have some more in you, big boy?”


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