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Hunter Monroe

Scotty Diggler

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Dirk Rockwell

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If I was forced to describe myself in a single sentence, I’d say I’m an extremely attractive, highly experienced, single-woman in my mid-thirties who spends most of her time looking for willing and able-bodied men to take home and fuck.

I’m not very picky about the men (or boys, as I often think of them, no matter what their age) that I screw around with, as long as they are reasonably attractive, but most of the time, if I’m the one doing the approaching, I tend to stick to ones that are over the age of 25. There are various reasons for this, most of which are related to the average age of the crowds I generally hang out with, but most of the time that’s how it generally works out.

Which isn’t to say that I’m adverse to shagging younger men, it’s just that circumstances have to be a little more involved than just seeing them out and about an approaching them on the fly.

Take Scott, for example. If I saw him walking around in public, I probably wouldn’t have even given him a second glance. Although he’s tall and attractive, with dark hair and brooding eyes, he’s just barely removed from his 19th birthday and looks even younger, which means he normally wouldn’t even be on my radar.

But because has Scott lived on the same street as me for more than a year now, I’ve seen him hundreds of times, and I find myself looking more and more closely at him every time. And more importantly, I’ve seen him looking at me more times than I can count.

Which is all a long-winded way of saying that although I normally wouldn’t have brought home a man as young as Scott, it’s no surprise that he eventually ended up on my couch one afternoon, all wound-up and smiling widely while I got prepared to rock his world.

Getting him there had been easy. I started the dialogue one day as he was jogging past my house, and after a brief conversation consisting of highly-charged but not blatant sexual innuendo on both sides, I invited him over.

“I have to warn you about something, though,” I said as I led him through my front door.

“What’s that?”

“This isn’t going to be your typical get-to-know-each-other, basic, tame first session. I’m going to get filthy as hell and I don’t care if it’s our first time together. Are you okay with that?”

“Okay?” Scott said, smiling widely. “That sounds great.”

“Good,” I said, giving him a smack on the ass. “Now get your ass on that couch while I go change.”

Scott was still on the couch fully clothed when I came out of the bathroom. I was wearing only a bra, my g-string, and three-inch fuck me pumps.

“So what do you think?” I asked, spinning in place.

“I think you’re unbelievably sexy,” Scott replied after gawking at me for a moment.

“Why thank you,” I said, smiling. I turned around and bent over, showing off my ass.

“My pleasure,” Scott said.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” I asked again, even though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer.

“I can’t wait,” he said. “I’ve been looking forward to this for longer than you can imagine.”

“Then let’s get this party started,” I said, smiling. I rose and turned and started towards him. Once I came to the couch I dropped to my knees and shuffled forward until I was right between his legs.

“First thing I’m going to do is work on your cock,” I said, grabbing his belt and starting to unbuckle it, looking up at him the entire time, maintaining eye contact. “I’m going to get it nice and hard and ready to go.”

“Sounds good to me,” Scott said.

“And then you’re going to lick my pussy for a while,” I continued, unbuttoning his top button, my eyes still focused on his. “Then you’ll follow that up with licking my asshole. After that, I’m going to sit on your face. Then you’re going to fuck my pussy for a while as you play with my asshole, getting it all nice and warmed up. And then you’re gonna stick your cock in there and pound my fucking asshole until I’m screaming at the top of my lungs. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I’ll sure as hell give it a shot,” he said, smiling.

“That’s not good enough,” I said, pulling his pants and boxers off and tossing them over my shoulder. “Either you can or you can’t. There’s no trying.”

“I can,” he said as I wrapped my hand around his hard cock and started playing with it.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” he said, groaning a little bit as I jerked him off with a little more intensity.

“Good,” I said, giving him an evil little grin. “Then let’s get this show on the road.”

I took a moment to undo my bra, dropping it to the floor and freeing up my large and perky tits. I grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my tits, moving from one to the other, before spitting on it and sticking it in the flesh channel between them.

Grabbing the outside of my tits, I held them tight against Scott’s cock, squeezing them to keep it in place. I tossed my hair back with a flip of my head and started bouncing up and down, titty-fucking him, staring up at his face the entire time, maintaining eye contact while he watched me with wide-eyes.

Moving a little more urgently now, I released his cock from between my tits, grabbed ahold of it, and slipped it into my mouth. While my hand played with his balls, I sucked his cock, moving up and down quickly as wet and sloppy sounds escaped from my mouth, taking him halfway down every time. Saliva dripped from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my tits.

I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, looking up at him with a little twinkle in my eyes. My hands were still working his sack.

“How are you doing so far?” I asked.

“Fucking great,” Scott replied.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?”

“I love it,” he said. “You’re incredible.”

“Just wait,” I said. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

And with that, I released his balls and grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my cheek a couple of times, then wrapped my lips around it.

This time when I pushed my head forward, I didn’t stop until I’d swallowed his entire cock. After I’d taken the whole thing, I held it there, his cock planted deep in my throat, my nose pressing up against his stomach, my bottom lip pressing up against his sack.

Scott shuddered as I stay locked onto his cock, deepthroating him for a full seven seconds before pulling off. Gagging, I coughed up some saliva, then spit it on his cock.

“Do you like it when I deepthroat your cock?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

“Hell yeah,” Scott said. “I fucking love it.”

“How about another round?” I said.

“That would be awesome,” he said.

I jerked him off for a few seconds, then deepthroated him again, holding his cock for at least 10 seconds this time before yanking my head back. The tip of his cock was white from lack of circulation and it was practically glowing it had so much spit covering it.

“My turn,” I said, climbing to my feet and walking over towards the wall on the opposite side of the room. I put my hands on the wall, my ass facing directly at him.

Looking over my shoulder at Scott, I slapped one of my ass cheeks. As he watched intently, I slapped the other one. Then I beckoned him over. He climbed off the couch and pushed up against me.

With one arm, he reached around my body and grabbed ahold of one of my breasts and started playing with it, squeezing and groping and rubbing my nipple. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my back and his balls on my butt. I reached back and grabbed his dick and jerked him off.

Scott grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head back and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He continued fondling my breast while grinding on my ass with his cock.

Suddenly he pulled his mouth away, grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. With my palms flat against the tile and my face turned sideways, I watch him drop to his knees. It was quite the surprise seeing Scott take the lead. I hadn’t expected him to do anything unless I’d told him to. Not that I minded him showing some initiative. I liked it, in fact. It was just unexpected.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, subtly urging him to continue doing things without being told. “Show me how badly you want me to feel good.”

Scott grabbed my hips and pulled, forcing me to stick my ass out to keep my balance. Then he pulled my panties down, leaving my bottom half naked. After that, he grabbed ahold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide and started to go to work.

I moaned in pleasure as his tongue lapped at me like a kitten drinking milk, running from the bottom to the top of my hairless pussy, not putting enough pressure that his tongue slipped inside of me but just enough that I could feel the rough surface of it rubbing against my pussy lips.

“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” I said, watching him as he worked. “Lick that fucking pussy. Lick it like there’s no tomorrow.”

My talking must have gotten him fired up, as he started going after me with more intensity. He spread my ass cheeks even further apart and forced his tongue deeper inside of me. I backed my ass up against his face, helping him along. I could feel his nose against my asshole and loved it. I reached back, grabbed a hold of his hair, and held his face against my pussy, not allowing him to breathe.

After a good 10 seconds, I let go of Scott’s hair. He backed away, took a deep breath, then went right back to work. This time, after working my pussy for a little while, he ventured a little further north, touching my asshole with his tongue for a moment. He didn’t stay long, probably unsure of whether or not I’d had enough of him eating my pussy.

As it just so happens, I did.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Eat my asshole. Lick it with everything you have.”

Scott did as he was told, licking my asshole like it was covered in chocolate, sliding his tongue inside my anus and bobbing his head up and down, fucking my asshole with his tongue.

After a good minute of Scott working my asshole with his tongue, I was ready to mix things up.

“Is everything okay?” he asked when I stepped away from him.

“Everything’s great,” I replied.

“So you’re happy with me?” he asked.

“Very much so,” I replied. “I just want to switch things up a little bit.” I dropped down to my hands and knees in front of him, them backed my ass up until his face was mere inches from it. Reaching back, I grabbed one of my ass cheeks with each hand and spread them wide, opening myself up to him.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” I said. “Get your face in there.”

 Scott dove in, burying his face between my ass cheeks.

He immediately went to town with his tongue, running it up and down my pussy, licking it and sucking it and inhaling my essence while I continued to hold my ass open, giving him easy access to all my holes.

After a good 30 seconds, Scott started to back away to catch his breath, but I was having none of it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I said as I let go of my ass cheeks and grabbed ahold of his hair, one handful in each hand. Using his hair as leverage, I pulled him further into me, smothering him with my flesh. His tongue was buried deep in my pussy and his nose was pushing up against my asshole.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, pushing my ass back against his face. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

 I relaxed my hold on him for a moment, giving him a chance to get in a few gulps of air before pulling him to the floor by the hair, lying him flat on his back on the carpet.

“Are you ready for something different?” I asked, smiling down at him.

“I can’t wait,” Scott said.

“That’s what I like to hear,” I replied. “A man with a sense of adventure.”

“Bring it on, baby,” he said, smiling back at me.

 My grin growing wider, I turned around so I was facing his feet, put one leg on either side of his head, and dropped my ass down onto his face.

 “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” I said as I smothered him with my flesh. “I love burying you with my ass.”

I gave him my full weight, my pussy and ass completely engulfing his face, making it all but impossible for him to breathe. But his tongue was still working my snatch, digging deep inside me and exploring around, tickling my insides.

 After sitting atop Scott for a full 15 seconds, I lifted myself up, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He did so in gasping lurches, his breath heavy and labored.

“You liked that, did you?” I ask, peering down at him.

Still unable to speak because of his deep breaths, Scott nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and his smile huge.

“That’s good,” I said. “Because I need some more of it.”

And with that, I dropped back down onto him, not quite giving him my entire weight this time, but grinding my pussy against his face, moving it rapidly back and forth so his rigid tongue was running up and down the length of my snatch.

 Scott’s cock sticking straight up in the air was evidence that he was enjoying himself just as much as I was. I couldn’t help but lean forward and grab ahold of it; it was just too inviting. While keeping my ass planted firmly on his face, I began to jerk him off.

Scott must have liked it, because as soon as I started playing with his cock, he went after my pussy with more vigor. With this in mind I spent the next couple of minutes alternating the pressure and tempo on his cock. It worked like a charm, as though there was a direct link between his cock and his tongue. The faster I worked one, the faster the other one operated. And then when I leaned over some more and took his cock in my mouth, it was all over.

Sucking Scott’s cock brought out the best in his tongue, as it flicked and explored my insides like never before. He did such a good job that he brought me right to the point of orgasm and beyond in a flash, my body shaking all over and releasing a torrent of pussy juices onto his face as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream too loudly.

I released his cock from my mouth and lifted my body off his face just enough so that I could look down at him. “That was fucking incredible,” I said. “But are you ready to take it to the next level?”

“Absolutely,” Scott said.

I spun around on his face until I was facing the opposite direction, then I used my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plopped my asshole right onto his mouth.

Scott went to work immediately, licking the outside my asshole with urgency, like a man possessed.

“That’s right,” I said. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”

My talking seemed to turn him on, as he went to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue was slipping in and out of my asshole, tickling my insides.

“Holy fuck,” I said. “That feels so fucking good.”

I started bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottomed out. His tongue in my asshole felt incredible, but I still needed something more to get myself off again. So I stuck my fingers inside my pussy and started banging myself.

After a couple minutes of fucking myself while Scott worked my asshole with his tongue, I was right at the point of cumming again. I pulled my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rubbed my clit, once again putting me over the top.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed as the orgasm rocked my body. It was a huge one, causing me to shake and shimmy like a madwoman. Scott’s tongue slipped out of my asshole but he continued licking away at me, prolonging my ecstasy.

I figured it was time to reward him for a job well done so I climbed off his face and down his body, my legs still straddling him, until my hips were positioned directly above his rock-hard cock.

“Enough playing around,” I said, looking at him with a nasty little grin. “It’s time I felt that huge cock of yours inside of me.”

As he longingly looked up at me, I grabbed ahold of his cock and held it still while I dropped my pussy atop of it, impaling myself on it.

I took things quickly right from the start, riding him cowgirl, hammering my body down onto his, not showing him any mercy whatsoever. I put my palms flat on his chest for leverage, which allowed me to pummel him even more aggressively.

I could tell by the look on his face that he loved being ridden this way, so I decided to amp up his excitement by talking to him.

“You like this, don’t you?” I said, staring down at him with a serious look. “You like it when I ride you like a pony.”

Scott nodded his head emphatically.

“Well hold on tight then,” I said. “Because things are about to get even crazier.”

Scott put his hands on my hips and grabbed tight as I bounced harder and harder up and down upon him, impaling myself on his cock and slamming my body down onto his hard enough to make him flinch.

After riding Scott for about a minute, I slammed down onto him one final time and stayed there with his cock deep inside me. Breathing hard from the exertion, I leaned forward until his head was between my tits. Then I shook my upper body from side to side, slapping him in the face with my tits. After I’d gotten a few good licks in, I wrapped my arms around the back of his head, smashing his face between my tits, smothering him.

I held him in place for a nearly half a minute before releasing him. I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath before turning sideways a bit and pushing one of my nipples into his mouth.

“Suck on it,” I said. “Suck on it until it’s hard.”

Scott did as he was told, getting my nipple hard within seconds.

“Now bite on it,” I said.

He did, gently trapping my nipple between his teeth.

“Harder,” I said. “Until I tell you to stop.”

Scott bit down harder, but it still wasn’t hard enough for me.

“Harder!” I said again, more forcefully. “I’m a big girl. I can take it.”

He did as he was told, increasing the pressure consistently until I was ready to scream. Biting down on my bottom lip, I took the pain for a few more seconds before gasping and letting out a deep shuddering breath.

“Perfect,” I said. “Now on to the other one.”

Scott gave my other nipple the same treatment, getting me to the point I wanted far quicker this time, which I appreciated.

I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back, popping his mouth off my nipple. After taking a moment to recover, I leaned in and stuck my tongue in his mouth and explored for a little while before pulling back.

“You’re a quick learner,” I said, our face mere inches apart. “Keep this up and we’ll have all sorts of fun together.”

Scott had a satisfied smile on his face as I leaned back and once again started to bounce up and down on his cock. As I pounded away at him, I grabbed his arms and pulled on them until his hands were cupping my tits. As he pushed up on my tits, I leaned back, shifting my weight while I continued hammering away at him.

Arching my back even further, I lifted my chin to the ceiling as Scott pushed up more forcefully on my tits. He also had started lifting his hips up as our bodies come together, allowing him to penetrate me more deeply.

“Just like that, just like that,” I said.  “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I continued riding him like an drunk cowgirl for another minute or so before I decided to mix things up again. Keeping his cock firmly inside my pussy, I spun around so I was in the reverse-cowgirl position, facing away from him, his eyes starting at my big, bubbly ass.

“Are you ready for this?” I asked, turning back towards him. “Because it’s going to get insane.”

“I can’t wait,” Scott said.

I faced forward for maximum leverage then immediately started going after him with serious intensity, pounding my pussy down onto his cock as though trying to hammer him through the floor.

I reached back and grabbed my ass cheeks spread my ass apart, allowing his cock to penetrate me more deeply. Holding my ass open, I rode him some more before releasing one of my ass cheeks. I stuck my index finger in my mouth to get it lubed up and then slid it into my asshole.

Behind me I heard Scott say, “Holy shit,” in a highly charged toned.

“You like that?” I asked, turning back towards him. “You like it when I finger my own asshole?”

Scott nodded emphatically.

Smiling at his eagerness, I said, “Well don’t worry, honey. You’ll have a turn soon enough. Only it’s not going to be your fingers inside my asshole.”

Still looking back at him and continuing to work his cock with my pussy, I wiggled my finger around in my asshole for a few more seconds before pulling it out and sticking it in my mouth. After I sucked the ass juices off of my finger, I slid a second finger in my mouth.

“Can you help me out?” I asked after pulling both fingers from my mouth.

“Just tell me what you want,” Scott said.

“I need you to hold my ass open for me,” I said. “So I can finger-fuck my asshole properly.”

“It would be my pleasure,” Scott said.

As Scott reached out and spread my ass cheeks wide, I slipped both lubed-up fingers into my asshole. In order to better serve my asshole, I slowed things down on his cock, riding it in long, slow thrusts while my fingers worked my asshole. And then, after it was good and loose, I slipped a third finger inside my anus.

Laughing softly, Scott shook his head. The look on his face was a combination of excitement and anticipation. I knew he couldn’t wait to get his cock inside my asshole. And I couldn’t wait any longer to have it inside of me.

I worked all three fingers inside my asshole for a few more seconds, until it was nice and loose, then I pulled them out and licked them clean.

“Are you ready, Scott?” I asked, flashing him an evil grin. “Are you ready to stick that nice, hard cock of yours into my asshole?”

“I can’t wait,” he said.

Staring back at him, my smile grew wider and I said, “Neither can I.”

And with that,  I grabbed his cock and held it upright and dropped my asshole onto his cock. Scott let out a tortured but pleasure-filled moan as I slowly worked his cock into my anus.

“Do you like that?” I asked, facing completely forward now, showing him only my back. “Do you like having your cock in my ass?”

“I fucking love it,” he said, groaning out the words, barely able to talk.

Enjoying myself immensely, I bounced up and down on his cock, gradually working it into my asshole until it was balls-deep inside of me. Once I’d taken all of his cock in my asshole, I began to ride it, hammering away, my entire weight slamming down onto his body.

After a while, Scott put his hands beneath my ass and held my body in place while he hammered his hips upward, fucking my asshole all by himself. I took the opportunity to slip two fingers into my pussy and bang away while he pounded away at my ass.

Once he had used up all of his energy and fallen still to catch his breath, I slipped his cock out of my ass and scooted my body back a bit then leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on it for a bit, cleaning my ass juices off his cock while Scott’s body shuddered in enjoyment beneath me.

“You like, don’t you?” I asked. “You like it when I suck my ass juices off your cock, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah,” he said.

“Good,” I said. “Because I love the taste of my ass. Especially when I’m sucking it off someone’s cock.”

As Scott laughed softly in amazement, I wrapped my lips around his cock again, but this time my goal was to coat it with saliva before slipping it back into my ass.

After Scott’s cock was coated with my saliva, I flipped my body around so I was facing him again, in the traditional cowgirl position.

“Are you ready to fuck my asshole some more?” I asked as I grabbed ahold of his cock and smacked it against my pussy a couple of times.

“Yes please,” he replied.

“So polite,” I said, rising up a bit to make it easier to slide his cock inside of me. “I love it.” 

Holding his cock upright, I dropped my ass onto it, letting it slip into my anus. We both groaned in pleasure and looked directly into each other’s eyes. Then I my hands on his chest for balance and dropped my body onto his cock, taking it all the way down before rising back up, making his cock completely disappear inside my asshole.

I bounced on his cock for a little while, then started moving my hips forward and back, changing up the angle of penetration and keeping Scott on edge.

We were both groaning louder, neither of us in any mood to talk. It was all business now as we both reached towards orgasm.

Wanting to get there before he did, I started rubbing my clit while continuing to work Scott’s cock with my ass. After playing with my clit for half a minute, I was ready to cum. I let out a low, deep groan and my body tensed up before releasing in a rush, sending juices squirting out of my pussy and making me shake and shimmy in relief.

Now that I had cum, Scott was free to finish up too, which he was very close to doing from what I could see.

“Are you almost ready to cum?” I asked him, still riding his cock with my asshole but far more gently now.

He nodded.

“Good,” I said. “Because I want to do something special to you while you do.”

I climbed up and off of Scott’s cock, letting it slip out of my asshole. He let out a groan of disappointment but quickly changed his tune when I slid my body down between his legs and took his hard cock in my mouth.

Maintaining eye contact, I sucked Scott’s cock, cleaning it of my ass juices, my head bouncing up and down on it while my hands worked his balls.

After a bit, I switched things up, taking his balls in my mouth and working his cock with my hand. I alternated between these two positions every couple of seconds, bringing Scott ever closer to orgasm.

“Are you ready for the fun part?” I asked now that he was right on the verge of cumming.

Scott nodded. His eyes were wide with excitement and stress as I kept him right on the edge of orgasm.

Smiling widely, I released both his balls and his cock. Then I slipped my hands under his knees and pushed back on them, tilting his body back, lifting his ass off the floor so his asshole was at the same level as my head.

“Holy shit,” Scott said as he realized what was to come. His voice was filled with excitement and trepidation.

“Hold your legs up for me,” I said.

Scott did as he was told, hooking his arms under his knees and holding his legs in place.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, putting my hands on his asscheeks and spreading them apart.

From there I didn’t waste any time, running my tongue up from the bottom of his asshole to the base of his balls, lapping at him like a kitten drinking milk, exactly like he’d done to me earlier in the evening.

As Scott moaned, I knew I didn’t have much time left before he came, so I turned things up a notch, working his cock with my hand, jerking him off while I made my tongue rigid and pushed my face against Scott’s ass, forcing my tongue into his asshole and tongue-fucking it.

I could tell Scott was barely holding on. He was right on the verge of cumming, but there was once more thing I wanted to do, so I slid my tongue out of his asshole, giving him a moment to recover before the coup de grace.

“It looks like you like that, Scott. Am I right?”

“I fucking love it,” he said, his voice hoarse.

“Do you want me to take things a step further?”

“Hell yes,” he said. “But I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“Don’t worry about that,” I said. “I’ve already gotten more than I expected out of you. Feel free to cum whenever you want.”

“Are you sure?” Scott asked.

“Positive,” I replied. “You’ve done a great job and have more than earned another night with me. Now it’s your turn to be rewarded.”

The smile of relief on Scott’s face was classic. It made me smile in return.

“Now buckle up, baby,” I said as I stuck my middle finger into my mouth to get it lubed up. “Because here it comes.” 

I popped my finger out of my mouth and rubbed the outside of his asshole with it for a few seconds while he squirmed and moaned in pleasure. A short time later, I set the tip of my finger directly on his asshole and pushed just a hair, not enough for my finger to slip inside him, but pretty damn close.

“Are you ready for this?”

He nodded.

“Are you positive?”

He nodded again, more vigorously this time.

“All right,” I said. “Here it comes.”

I pushed my hand forward and slid my finger into his asshole.

Scott let out a low, guttural groan and his face contorted into a combination of pleasure and discomfort as I worked his asshole slowly with my finger, moving it back and forth, forcing it deeper and deeper inside him with every thrust.

“Holy fucking shit,” Scott said, barely able to speak. I could tell he was within seconds of cumming, so I decided to help him get over the top once and for all.

Bending down, I wrapped my lips around his cock and blew him while continuing to work his asshole. I started slowly at first but quickly picked up speed with both my finger and mouth, knowing there wasn’t much time left.

And I was right. No more than five seconds later, Scott’s body tensed up in preparation of blowing his load. But I didn’t let up one bit, slamming my finger into his asshole and continuing to take his cock deep inside my mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Scott groaned. “Here I fucking cum!”

But still I blew him and fingered him, continuing to do so even as the first blast of hot cum shot into my mouth and down my throat. And the second. And the third, fourth, and fifth. I refused to release his cock from my mouth or my finger from his asshole until his cock was completely dry.

Once Scott had finally finished cumming, I let his cock slide out of my mouth and my finger slip out of his asshole. After both were free, I gave him a wink then tilted my head back, swallowing the rest of his cum that hadn’t yet made its down my throat. Then I slipped the finger that had been in his asshole into my mouth and cleaned that off too.

Scott sat there watching me, laughing and shaking his head and shuddering and trying to catch his breath.

“Well, what did you think?” I asked.

“I think you’re one hell of a woman,” he said.

“Thanks, baby,” I replied. “You’re not too bad yourself. You could still use a little work, for sure, but I was pleasantly surprised at how well you held up.”

“Thanks,” he said sheepishly.

“And like I said earlier, you definitely earned yourself another night with me. How does tomorrow sound?”

“Perfect,” he said.

“Great,” I replied, standing up and then helping him to his feet. “Now let’s get cleaned up and get you back home. You need some time to recover. Because tomorrow is going to be even crazier than today was.”







Ever since I was a young kid I’d been infatuated with my neighbor, Bailey. She was three years older than me and hot as hell, with long black hair and big blue eyes and a rocking body. We were good friends when we were younger, but once Bailey hit her teenage years we started to drift apart. We were still cordial to each other but our age difference just become too much of a burden to handle, especially once Bailey reached high school.

So even though I’d grown up idolizing her and had continued to secretly harbor sexual feelings towards her even as we grew further and further apart, we never even hooked up, let alone got intimate. And then she went off to college on the East Coast, and I figured that was the end of that dream.

Until the summer after I graduated high school. That’s when I got the surprise of my life.




Even though I saw Bailey’s car pulling into her driveway on a Monday in mid-June, I hadn’t expected her to contact me. After all, we hadn’t said a word to each other in almost two years. But contact me she did, with a phone call mere hours after she’d come home.

“Hey Matt, congratulations on graduating high school,” she said immediately after I’d said hello, as though we were fast friends who talked every day.

“Thanks, Bailey,” I said uncertainly.

“I know it’s been a while since we’ve hung out,” she said. “And I’m sorry about that. But I want to make it up to you. You were always a good friend and I feel bad for the way things played out over the years.”

“Okay,” I said carefully, not sure where this was going.

“So do you want to come over and hang out tonight?” Bailey asked. “I’ve got a few tips I’d like to share with you before you go off to college.”

“Sure,” I said. “I’d love to.”

“Cool,” she replied. “How’s eight o’clock?”

“That sounds great,” I said.

At exactly 8pm that night I rang Bailey’s doorbell. I was smiling widely but I was too happy to care how goofy it looked. Bailey answered the door in a little black dress with a lacy blouse underneath that took my breath away. I could only stand and stare.

The dress highlighted Bailey’s incredible sexiness. Her tits were busting out and her legs seemed to go on forever. The 4-inch heels she wore made her just as tall as me. With her long black hair flowing down over shoulders and a subtle makeup job she looked totally different than I remembered her. Just as hot, but more elegant.

“What do you think?” Bailey asked, spinning in place so I could see her whole body.

“I think I’m . . . a little bit surprised,” I said, trying to sound cool even though I was going crazy inside.

“At what?”

“At this,” I said. “At you, looking like that.”

“I know, I know, it seems a little sudden. But believe me, I’ve thought about this for a while now. Like I said earlier, you were always a good friend and I feel bad about how I ignored you as we got older. But now that you’re going off to college I want to make it up to you.”

“How, exactly?” I asked. I had a pretty good idea but I wanted to be sure. I wanted to hear it come from her mouth.

“By teaching you a few things,” Bailey said, flashing me a sly smile.

“Like what?” I said, still playing coy.

“Like how to fuck properly,” she said.

Startled at her directness and excited beyond belief all at the same time, my heart leaped in my chest. I took a deep breath and let it out as slowly as possible. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening to me.

But before I had a chance to fully grasp the situation, Bailey took my hand and pulled me inside. As she led me across the room, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass working beneath her skimpy little dress. I could barely keep myself from grabbing it.

Eventually we made it to the couch and we sat down, each of us slightly turned to look at each other.

“So how are we supposed to get this started?” I asked, my cock already starting to get hard just from the anticipation.

“You’re about to find out,” Bailey said. And with that, she leaned in and attached her lips to mine.

After a minute or two of making out and feeling each other up, Bailey broke off our embrace.

“You’re not wasting any time, are you?” I said.

“Why wait?” Bailey replied. “You’ve dreamt of this for a long time, haven’t you?”

I nodded.

“So why beat around the bush?”

“Why indeed,” I said.

 “Exactly,” Bailey added. “The way I see it we’ve wasted enough time already. Are you ready for me to suck your cock now?”

I nodded more vigorously, my cock rock-hard now.

Bailey laughed. “Okay, but first you have to do something for me.”


“Come over here and eat my pussy,” Bailey said, spreading her legs and pulling her dress up over her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth as silk. And dripping wet. Apparently the she was just as excited as I was.

“With pleasure,” I said, sliding over towards her. I dropped to my stomach on the couch, then took a deep breath, spread her legs wide and pressed my face between them. I worked her pussy with my tongue, starting at the bottom of her snatch and slowly moving it up to the top, lapping at it like a dog drinking water.

After a minute or so of this, I licked at her pussy more intensely, my tongue slipping deeper and deeper into her silky smooth insides with every pass.

I looked up at Bailey’s face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head was tilted towards the ceiling. And the sounds coming from her mouth were full of excitement and pleasure, filling the room. My cock was pressing painfully against my pants, which always happened when I ate pussy. Pleasuring someone else always turned me on like crazy. And few things made women more excited than getting their pussy eaten.

Bailey’s juices were gushing, drenching my face, getting me even more excited. I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, then grabbed Bailey’s legs and opened them wider, giving me deeper access to her pussy. Then I took a deep breath and again buried my head in between Bailey’s legs, smashing my face up against her flesh, jamming my tongue deeper inside her dripping wet pussy.

Bailey’s moans grew immediately louder. I pushed my face further against her, forcing my tongue even deeper inside her, eliciting even more excited sounds from her.

With my tongue still planted firmly in her pussy, I turned my eyes up and saw that Bailey had pulled her dress completely off, exposing her amazing tits, and was groping them with both her hands.

“Holy fuck,” she moaned. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

A short time later, Bailey grabbed the back of my head with her hand and pulled me further towards her, holding my face up against her flesh, her pussy opening up even more, allowing me deeper access to her insides.

Without any access to fresh air, Bailey’s tangy sweetness was my only nourishment while she moved her body against my face, sliding her pussy up and down on my rigid tongue, riding my face, her legs quivering as she approached orgasm.

And then she was there, her body tensing up for a few seconds before relaxing, a savage moan coming from her mouth as her pussy juices flowed out of her, soaking my face.

Eventually Bailey released my head, allowing me to breathe properly. I did so in gasping breaths, a huge smile on my face while I looked up at her.  Bailey’s nipples were hard and her tits were glistening with sweat and her chest was heaving. Her eyes were locked on mine and her mouth was turned up in a satisfied smile.

“That was amazing,” she said. “You’re pretty fucking good at eating pussy.”

“Thanks,” I said a bit sheepishly.

“Now it’s time for me to repay your generosity,” Bailey said.

She climbed down off the couch and dropped to the floor. I shifted my position so I was sitting normally on the couch, my legs spread. Bailey crawled between my legs, undid my belt, opened up my fly, and pulled my pants off, revealing my rock-hard cock.

Smiling, she said, “Eating me out turned you on that much?”

Laughing under my breath, I nodded.

She wrapped her hand around my cock and started to jerk me off. “Damn, it’s hard enough to hammer nails with.”

“What can I say? I enjoy giving pleasure to others.”

“Which is a huge plus,” Bailey said. “Especially in the bedroom. But now it’s my turn to give you pleasure.”

“I can’t wait,” I said. “But I have to warn you, I’m pretty excited. I’m not sure how long I’m gonna last with your lips around my cock.”

Bailey dropped her head down a little further. Looking up at me from behind my cock, she said, “Don’t worry, I have a plan to take care of that.”

And with that, Bailey took the tip of my cock in her mouth.

I took in a sharp breath before letting it out slowly. Her lips felt fucking incredible.

Despite my earlier warning, Bailey didn’t take it easy on me, her mouth moving up and down on my cock along with her hand, both working together in rhythm, apparently unconcerned with me shooting my load too quickly. Wet, slurping sounds filled the room as she moved faster and faster, taking me deeper and deeper in her mouth, maintaining eye contact the entire time, her eyes locked on mine.

I gripped the sides of the chair and held my breath in an attempt to prolong the inevitable, but it was no use. I was simply too excited to hold on for very much longer.

I said, “Shit, shit, shit,” under my breath and shifted my position so I was leaning forward just a bit, holding on for as long as possible, trying to extract every second out of the experience before cumming.

Even though I was obviously right on the edge on orgasm, Bailey didn’t slow down one bit. She continued going after my cock just as intensely, even as my body rose towards orgasm.

“Holy fuck, here I cum,” I said, trying to give Bailey one last chance to pull away before I was done for good.

But I didn’t have to worry. Bailey knew exactly what she was doing. She kept on blowing me right up until the point where I was just about to cum, then she pulled her lips off my cock and gave it a good hard smack with her open palm.

I grunted and jerked back in surprise, my eyes wide and freaked out. “What the fuck was that?” I said loudly.

“Just making sure you don’t cum yet,” Bailey said, her smile all innocence.

“Like that?” I asked, incredulous. My breath was ragged.

“It worked, didn’t it?” she said.

“Well, yeah, I guess so,” I said, only now realizing that I no longer had the urge to cum. “There had to be an easier way.”

“That was easy,” Bailey said.

“But it hurt!” I said.

“Did it?” she asked. “Or did you just think it did?”

After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that it actually hadn’t hurt. Not a bit.

“See,” Bailey said, her smile growing wider. “It just startled you, that’s all.”

“I guess you’re right,” I said, grinning myself now. “That’s crazy.”

“The cock is a very resilient thing,” Bailey said. She grabbed ahold of my sack. “Now the testicles, they’re a different story.”

She gave my balls a squeeze. I drew in a sharp breath and flinched in pain.

“But we’ll save that for another day,” Bailey said. Laughing softly, she released my ballsack. “Are you ready to fuck me now?”

“Hell yes,” I said.

“Good,” Bailey said, climbing to her feet and onto the couch. “Because I can’t wait any longer to have your cock inside me.” She got onto her hands and knees into the doggy position and stuck her ass up in the air, so it was facing me.

I just stared at her ass for a few seconds, mesmerized by it’s perfection.

Bailey turned her upper body so she was looking back at me. “Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”

I didn’t have a good answer, so I climbed up onto my knees and slid my body towards her so my cock was lying atop her perfect ass.  After smacking her ass a couple of times with my cock, I slid it into her pussy. It went in without any resistance, as though her insides were filled with warm oil. She gasped softly.

I bit down on my lip and took a deep breath, then I started to fuck Bailey from behind, my cock slamming into her right from the get-go. Even with her little trick to keep me from cumming at the end of the blow job I was too far wound up to take things slow. I knew that I didn’t have very long before I spilled my seed. Bailey’s pussy around my cock just felt too damn good. Especially from behind.

I pummeled away at Bailey, her tight ass slamming up against my hips, my balls slapping the underside of her pussy with every pump. Deep moans escaped from her throat at a rapidly increasing intensity.

Bailey turned her head back towards me, watching me as I fucked her. I caught her eyes and we stared each other for a few seconds, each with dirty smiles on our faces.

“Do you like that, baby?” Bailey said. “Do you like pounding my tight little pussy from behind with that cock of yours?”

“I fucking love it,” I said, hammering away at her all the while.

“So do I, baby,” Bailey said, her breath growing more shallow by the moment. “But I need you to fuck me harder. Fuck me like you mean it. Like I deserve to be fucked.”

“If you insist,” I said, turned on like crazy from Bailey talking to me. I pressed down on the small of her back, changing the angle of penetration, giving me more leverage. Holding Bailey in position, I hammered away at her.

Bailey shifted so that she was once again facing forward, her face no longer turned to look back towards mine. Because of this, her long black hair spilled down her back, right in front of me, just begging to get pulled. So I obliged, grabbing a handful of hair and giving it a yank.  

Bailey’s head snapped back and she groaned in delight.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” I said. “You like it when I pull your hair?”

“I love it,” she said, practically screaming now. “It drives me fucking crazy!”

I gave her hair another yank and held it there, forcing Bailey’s back to arch even further, showing off her spine and shoulder blades. A shiver of excitement coursed through my body.

“Harder,” she screamed. “Pull it harder! Bend me fucking backwards!”

I did as she asked, pulling hard enough to lift Bailey’s upper body back towards me. She held on tight to the armrest of the couch to keep her body in place, creating even more tension in her back and more arch in her spine.

By now Bailey was no longer talking. She was simply growling and screaming wordlessly while I pounded away at her from behind, my eyes focused on my cock sliding in and out of her pussy.

Then her asshole opened slightly and I immediately focused on that. It was a perfect little pink circle and it was just begging to be messed with. I desperately wanted to reach out and play with it but was afraid of how Bailey would react so I laid off. But just thinking about playing with her asshole was too much for me to handle. It sent me rocketing over the edge of orgasm.

I began pounding away at her even more aggressively as I grew closer and closer to cumming. And then I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Holy fucking shit I’m gonna cum,” I said.

Bailey didn’t waste any time. She pulled away from me and quickly spun around. Within seconds she had her mouth wrapped around the tip of my cock while she jerked me off.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I said. “Here I cum. Here I fucking cum!”

But Bailey just kept on sucking and jerking me like before. It wasn’t until I was right on the edge of orgasm that she pulled her mouth off my cock. I was half-expecting her to slap my cock again to keep me from cumming, but she kept jerking me off until I shot my load, forcing white streams of sperm out of my cock and towards her face. Multiple squirts sprayed against her cheeks and chin and forehead and into her mouth, until her face was covered with my cum.

Once I was finished, Bailey used her hand to extract the last couple of drops from my cock, then wrapped her mouth around the tip and sucked on it for a few seconds until I was totally dry, causing me to shake and shimmy and quickly pull it out of her mouth.

She laughed and gave me a slap on the ass. “Not too bad,” she said. “Not too bad at all. Of course, next time I’m going to expect you to last a little while longer—”

“There’s going to be a next time?” I asked, interrupting her in my excitement.

“Of course,” Bailey said. “And one after that, and another after that, and again after that, up until the end of summer. They say practice makes perfect, and you my friend, have a lot of practicing to do before you get to college. But lucky for you I’m right next door.”

Lucky indeed, I thought to myself. In fact, the way I figured it, I was the luckiest guy in the world.







I have a long list of locals that I can make a call to when I feel like getting fucked (which is pretty much every night) but when I go on the road, it’s another story. When away from home, I usually end up scouring the local hangouts and picking up a stranger to bring back to my room. There are certain cities, however, where I have a regular stashed away. Like Scottsdale, for example. But my regular there isn’t another man. It’s a woman.

Vanessa is the yin to my yang, a stacked, sexy little blonde with great tits and a big ass that is the exact opposite of my thin, lithe, athletic frame and dark hair. She’s not like me in bed either; she’s far more submissive and not nearly as vocal. She’s content to let me take charge of things in the bedroom, and while she’s open to every kind of a sex act imaginable, she rarely initiates anything during sex, with me or the men we’re with. 

I met Vanessa a couple years back. I was at a bar towards the end of the night, drinking by myself, scoping out men, but it was pretty empty and there was nobody worth fucking. Vanessa was tending the bar, and it wasn’t long before we were chatting each other up just to pass the time. One thing led to another, and after she finished her shift, she came over to my hotel room and we spend a wonderful night together, screwing around until the sun came up.

But as much as we liked fucking other women, both of us preferred cock. So the next couple nights we spent out and about, finding men and bringing them back to my room to double-team. Needless to say, it was a great trip. And now, every time I find myself in Scottsdale, I give Vanessa a ring. Like tonight.




Vanessa is waiting in the lobby of my hotel when I arrive. And not only that, but she’s got a surprise for me.

“See that guy sitting at the bar over there?” she asks, pointing towards a tall, dark-haired man in his late 20’s drinking a beer.

“You want to pick him up?” I ask.

“No need to,” Vanessa says. “I already have. His name is Dan.”

“You told him about both of us?”

“Of course,” she says. “He knows the drill.”

Laughing, I say, “Damn, girl. You don’t waste any time, do you?”

She flashes me a sly little smile and grabs my hand and leads me over towards him.

The closer I get the better he looks, with a narrow but muscular frame and a sharply-lined face. He’s dressed impeccably, in an expensive suit and he’s extremely well-groomed.

“I have to admit, I’m impressed,” I say to Vanessa. “This isn’t like you, taking control of the situation.”

“I just figured you’d be tired after your flight,” she says. “But don’t worry, once we get up to your room, I’ll let you take control.”

“Are you sure?” I ask. “You’re free to run things if you want.”

“No thanks,” she says. “I love our dynamic. With you in charge, things get freaky real quick. Oh, and speaking of freaky, Dan over there is into some freaky stuff himself.”

“Is that right?” I ask. “Like what?’

“Well, he claims he’s an ass man,” Vanessa says, whispering now because we’re less than ten feet away from him.

“Really?” I say, getting excited. I love getting fucked in the ass. “He’s into anal?”

“All the way,” she says.

“Getting as well as giving?”

“So he says,” Vanessa replies. “Within reason, of course.”

“Sounds like you hit a home run,” I say as we come up to Dan from behind.

Vanessa taps him on the shoulder. He spins and sees us. His smile grows wider as he takes us both in.

“Dan,” Vanessa says. “This is my friend. The one I was telling you about.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Dan says, standing up.

“Likewise,” I say, holding out my hand. Dan takes it and turns it over and kisses the top of it.

“Oooh,” I say. “We have a gentlemen in our midst.”

“Only outside of the bedroom,” he says, giving me a wink. “Inside of it I’m not quite as nice.”

“Fair enough,” I say. So far, I like him. A lot.

“Can I buy you two a couple drinks?” Dan says.

“We don’t have time,” I reply. “We have to get up to the room quickly.”

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