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To be perfectly honest, I’m still not exactly sure how I ended up in the living room of a gorgeous woman with my cock pushing hard against my pants and my excitement level threatening to go through the roof.

Not long before, I’d been drinking with some friends at a bar when Mason had approached us, injecting herself into our conversation as though we were all longtime friends, even though none of us had ever seen her before.

She was tall and lanky, with huge tits and an incredible face. She was dressed in a gray tank top that left her midriff exposed and barely covered her black bra, plus jean shorts that showed off her long and lean but powerful-looking legs. Even though we were inside the bar, she was wearing sunglasses, which (obviously) hid her eyes, but for some reason it just made her seem like she was far too cool for such a shithole of a bar, which was probably true.

Four beers and thirty minutes later, pretty much with no real warning at all, she grabbed my hand and led me out of the building.

“Where are we going?” I asked as we quickly made our way down the sidewalk.

“To my place,” Mason said. “It’s just two blocks away.”

I certainly wasn’t going to argue with her or ask for any more clarification; there was no reason to take a chance on fucking up a good thing. So I just kept my mouth shut and let her lead the way.

No more than ten minutes after leaving the bar, I was sitting on Mason’s couch, waiting for her to, as she had put it, “slip into something more comfortable.”

Shortly after, she came walking down the stairs wearing a lacy pink top that showed off her incredibly massive tits, a matching g-string, fishnet leggings and four-inch fuck-me pumps. She had put on some more makeup, including lots of black eyeliner, and the new look had transformed her into a total and complete slut; which was exactly how I liked my women.

As I sat on the couch with my excitement (not to mention my cock) growing larger with every passing second, she approached me, stopping a few feet away, towering over me.

“Do you like what you see?” Mason asked.

“I fucking love it,” I replied.

“That’s good to hear,” she said. “Now sit back and relax while I put on a little show for you.”

Over the course of the next few minutes, Mason danced and stripped to her own internal music, taking off all her clothes except her fishnets, and playing with her pussy along the way, banging herself with her fingers, getting all warmed up.

Once she was ready to go, she crawled over towards me. By now my cock was pressing hard against the inside of my pants, trying to break out.

“Looks like you’re ready to go,” she said, dropping her head on my leg and staring at my bulge.

“More than ready,” I replied.

Smiling, she pulled my pants off, freeing up my cock. It was sticking straight up, hard as a rock.

“Pretty impressive,” she said.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Do you mind?” she asked, glancing down at my cock with slightly raised eyebrows.

“Be my guest,” I said, smiling.

She started going to town, sucking my cock like a pro, running her tongue up and down it and taking the tip of it in her mouth while she worked the shaft with her hand and then taking it progressively further and further down into her mouth.

After a full minute of blowing me while seated, I decided I wanted a little more control of the situation, so I climbed to my feet, keeping my cock in her mouth the whole time.

Once standing, I put my hands on her head and held it in place while I fucked her face with my cock, slamming it in and out of her mouth while she gagged and coughed and drooled saliva everywhere.

After forcing my cock all the way down her throat and holding it there for a few seconds, I relaxed my hold on her head. She stayed in place, deepthroating me like a champ, for another five seconds before pulling away.

Smiling, she gasped for breath and looked up at me with excited eyes and mascara dripping down her face.

“Talk about impressive,” I said, grinning down at Mason. “That was incredible.”

“Thanks, baby,” she said. “I aim to please.”

“Well, you’re certainly doing that,” I said, helping her to her feet. “Now it’s my time to reciprocate.”

“If you insist,” she said as I laid her on the couch.

It was an L-shaped couch and Mason was on the connecting section, giving up lots of room to work. She was on her back, with her legs spread wide and her ass and pussy hanging just off the edge.

I didn’t waste any time, dropping to my knees and scooting up towards her and burying my face in her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” she moaned as I went to town on her snatch, licking and tonguing it and getting it all wet and sloppy.

A short time later I got my fingers involved too, sliding two of them inside her pussy while I rubbed my tongue against on her clit.

Mason was moaning and groaning in pleasure beneath me as I worked her pussy with my mouth and fingers. She’d grabbed ahold of her heels, holding her legs up by her head and opening herself up to me even more.

Once I’d gotten her pussy nice and warmed up enough, I climbed to my feet and slipped my still rock-hard cock into her pussy.

We both let out simultaneous sighs of pleasure as I entered her.

“Your cock feels so good inside of me,” Mason said as I moved slowly against her. “Give it to me, baby. Give me that huge cock of yours.”

And so I did, gradually picking up the pace until I was hammering her good in long, fast strokes. I grabbed one of her massive tits with one hand and squeezed while my other stayed on the couch for balance.

“Holy shit, just like that,” she screamed. “Just like that! Right there, right fucking there!”

My cock slammed into her, bottoming out with every thrust. Our bodies smacked together, filling the room with the sounds of sex.

“Keep fucking me,” Mason said, her voice pleading and directed at the same time. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

And cum she did, big time, squirting juices out of her pussy so forcefully that my cock slid out of her pussy.

I immediately dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pussy once more, lapping up the leftover juices as best as I could.

“You like that shit, do you?” Mason said. “You like it when a woman squirts?”

“I love it,” I replied.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said.

Instead of answering back, I went to work on her asshole with my tongue. It wasn’t planned or anything, I was simply so turned on by her squirting that it just happened.

“Oooohhh, getting a little nasty there, are you?”

“Just a bit,” I said, pulling my tongue off her asshole for a moment.

“Is that how you like it?” Mason said. “Are you an ass man?”

I nodded. “Is that okay with you?”

“Okay? Hell, I prefer it in the ass. Asses are my favorite thing in the world.”

“That’s good to know,” I said, replacing my tongue in her asshole with my fingers, just two of them, to start.

As Mason moaned and groaned and thoroughly enjoyed herself, I worked her asshole with my fingers, sliding them in and out in an ever-increasing pace while I buried my face between her legs.

Her pussy was soaking wet and wide open, allowing my tongue access to places deep inside her. And the more I worked her pussy the wider her asshole became. I slipped a third finger inside it, and a short time after that, a fourth.

With four of my fingers in her asshole and my tongue in her snatch, it wasn’t long before Mason came again, letting out a scream, followed by another stream of juices shooting out of her pussy and drenching my face.

Once she was finished, she grabbed ahold of my hair and yanked my head up towards her face. With my fingers still deep inside her asshole, she licked my face clean of her juices then slipped her tongue into my mouth and explored around.

“Enough screwing around,” she said after breaking off the kiss. Our faces were no more than a centimeter apart, our eyes locked together. “I need your hard cock in my asshole. Right now.”

“If you insist,” I said, smiling.

“Oh, I do, I do,” Mason said with a laugh as she threw her legs back and wrapped her ankles around the back of her neck, folding her body in half and opening herself up to me.

With her hands free once again, she grabbed my arm and gave it a yank, freeing my fingers from her asshole. Then she pulled them towards her face.

“I love the taste of my own asshole,” she said, slipping my index finger into her mouth and sucking on it. Once it was clean, she popped it out. “Especially when I’m getting fucked in it at the same time,” she added before sliding my other three fingers into her mouth and going to work on them.

Getting the hint, I used my free hand to grab ahold of my harder-than-ever cock and slid the tip of it into her wide, gaping asshole. It went in easily, without much resistance at all. But despite the ease of entry, it was still a snug fit, as her anus squeezed against the entirety of my cock equally, even as I pumped it in and out of her.

Mason’s groans were muffled by my fingers, which were still planted firmly in her mouth, but they were still louder than before. Apparently she wasn’t kidding when she’d said she loved getting fucked in the ass.

As I increased the pace of my cock moving in and out of her asshole, Mason yanked my fingers from her mouth and guided my hand down towards one of her big, gorgeous tits and placed my hand on it.

I gave her tit a squeeze and she let out a little yelp that was full of pleasure.

“That’s right,” she said. “Squeeze my fucking tits while you hammer my asshole with your cock.”

Not one to turn down a request from a woman, I moved my other hand to her free tit and squeezed both of them at the same time.

“Harder,” Mason said, her breath ragged. “Give me all you got.”

I wasn’t sure if she was talking about the squeezing or the fucking, so I decided to give her both, hammering my cock in and out of her asshole while gripping my hands as tightly as I could around her massive tits.

“Is this what you want?” I asked between heavy breaths. “Is this how you liked getting fucked? Nice and hard?”

Mason bit down on her bottom lip and nodded her head vigorously. Her breaths were more shallow and quicker than before, and her mouth was opened slightly and little mewling noises were coming from her throat. She appeared to be in the throes of ecstasy.

Thirty seconds later she came again, using one of her hands to rub at her clit while the orgasm rode over her, sending even more of her pussy juices squirting out of her snatch and getting everywhere.

I had been steadily rising towards orgasm for a while, and her asshole squeezing my cock even tighter as she came very nearly put me over the edge.

Mason must have recognized the look on my face, as she gave me a wry little smile and said, “You’re just about to cum, aren’t you?”

I nodded my head reluctantly. For as much as I would have liked to continue fucking her ass, I knew I’d reached the point of no return. I had maybe half a minute left and that was it.

“Then bring your cock up here,” she said. “I want to clean your cock of my ass juices before you cum on my face.”

With Mason’s dirty talking turning me on even more, I quickly yanked my cock from her asshole and scrambled up the couch, straddling her body while I climbed to my feet on the couch.

Tightly gripping the back of the couch for support, I guided my cock into Mason’s open mouth and began to pump my hips forward and back, slamming my cock into her mouth while she groaned and gagged and choked beneath me.

I was somehow still able to hold off cumming for the time being, and thought I might even be able to continue doing so for a little while, but that thought was quickly squashed as Mason ran one of her hands between my legs.

Bypassing my sack, which I figured was her destination, she kept going until one of her fingers was between my ass cheeks, and then was rubbing my asshole.

I cursed under my breath and let out a low, animalistic groan, but was still able to keep myself from cumming, at least until the tip of her finger entered my asshole.

Once that happened, it was all over.

A deep, gasping breath, followed by a series of curses and then my entire body was shivering from head toe as the biggest orgasm I’d ever experienced racked my body.

Mason popped my cock out of her mouth as I started to cum but continued jerking me off, taking blast after blast of my seed onto her face, until it was covered in white. Her finger remained in my asshole until I was finished, after which she gently pulled it out then stuck it into her mouth.

Watching her suck my ass juices off her finger with a face full of cum was a treat, it was so dirty and nasty and filthy and awesome that I just shook my head and laughed under my breath.

“I take it you liked that?” she said after popping her finger out of her mouth.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I muttered, still smiling, as I flopped down onto the couch next to her.

“Was it everything you were hoping it would be?” she asked, turning to look at me. She was smiling as though she had enjoyed herself.

“That and more,” I said.

“That’s good to her,” Mason said. “I always like it when people leave satisfied.”

“Well I certainly am,” I said. “And what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Were you satisfied?” I asked.

“Absolutely,” she said.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” Mason said. “Why?”

“I just feel bad that I didn’t last longer,” I said.

“Don’t worry about how long you lasted,” she said. “You made me cum three times, which is more than I was expecting.”


“Hell yes,” she said. And while I didn’t necessarily believe her, she was a good enough actress that I came away not feeling too guilty.

“Well okay then,” I said.

“And besides, now you have something to shoot for next time we get together.”

Now that made me happy. An invitation back was more than I could have hoped for.

“Unless, of course, you don’t want to see me again,” Mason said, looking at me with a fake pout.

“I’ll have to think about it,” I said, playing along. But I couldn’t fake it for more than a few seconds and I broke out in a wide smile. “Nah, just kidding,” I said. “I’d love to get together again. Sooner rather than later.”

“Then it’s a date,” Mason said. “And next time we can actually get a little freaky instead of playing it safe.”

“Sounds good,” I said, thinking all the while: If what we just did was safe, what the hell was freaky going to look like?

I had no idea. But I knew one thing: I couldn’t wait to find out.







The first month after I started hooking up with Kelly, the nineteen year-old slut down the street, it was pretty basic stuff. So basic that our little affair almost ended before it even really got started.

Luckily Kelly and I had a little heart-to-heart, and we both came to the realization that things needed to get a lot more adventurous, and right soon. So the second month we got a little freakier with each other, nothing too crazy but a lot more physical. She told me that she liked it rough, so I gave it to her rough, pounding her pussy, pulling her hair, smacking her ass, her tits, occasionally her face.

Not to be outdone, she gave it back to me just as much as she got it, riding me until my cock was raw, bouncing up and down on me hard enough to give me bruises, even hitting back on occasion.

All in all, things were progressing nicely. We were fucking at least three times a week, sometimes more, and Kelly seemed to be enjoying herself just as much as I was. Not wanting to push too fast because she was so much younger than me, I generally followed her lead on when to turn things up a notch. It was a role she relished and it didn’t bother me one bit letting her take the lead. Little did I know where it was going to eventually lead . . .




It was almost 10 PM and I was nursing a beer in front of the television, watching ESPN when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone but figured it could only be one of a couple people, so I climbed off the couch and headed towards the door. While I was on my way the bell rang again, followed by a brief burst of knocking.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said, a little annoyed by all the commotion. “Hold your horses, I’m coming.”

I looked through the peephole and was surprised to see Kelly standing there. She came over unannounced all the time but never this late. Not even close. I opened the door, wondering if something was wrong. But from the look on her face it quickly became apparent that everything was fine. She was smiling profusely and her eyes were glowing with mischief. I knew that look. She was horny as shit.

“Whatchadoin?” she asked in a sing-song, playful voice.

“Just chilling out,” I said, looking her up and down. She looked very casual, with almost no makeup and her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She wearing a white t-shirt that left her midriff exposed and a tight, tiny pair of pink shorts and a pair of flip-flops on her feet. As far as I could tell she didn’t have a bra or panties on.

“Mind if I chill out with you?” she asked, still smiling.

“Not at all. Come on in.”

I stood aside and she walked past me. I shut the door and watched her cute little ass working behind her tiny pink shorts as she made her way into the living room. She took a seat on the couch, her legs curled up underneath herself. I sat down next to her.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” I asked.

“What, can’t I just come over and hang out with you?” she replied.

“Of course you can,” I said. “But you never do. Every time you come over you want something.”

“And what is it that I always want?”

“My cock,” I said.

“Well, what makes you think tonight is any different?”

“I don’t.”

“Then why are you giving me such a hard time, pretending like you don’t know why I’m over here?”

“Just to mess with you,” I said.

“Well stop it,” Kelly said, leaning over and grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze through my pants. “Otherwise I might change my mind.”

“About what?” I said, staring deep into her big brown eyes.

Kelly leaned in towards me until out faces were mere inches apart. “Letting you fuck me in the ass,” she whispered.

“Is that what you want?” I whispered back, my hand sliding under shirt and gripping one of her firm titties.

She let out a little moan and bit down on her bottom lip and nodded.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Kelly replied, rubbing my cock more forcefully. “Why, do you have a problem with fucking my asshole?”

“Hell no,” I said, rubbing her nipple between my fingertips, eliciting a sharp gasp from her mouth. “In fact, I’ve been dreaming about fucking you in the ass since the first day I saw you.”

Keeping her eyes locked on mine, Kelly undid my zipper and pulled my cock out of my pants. It was already rock-hard, just like it always was around her.

“Then why didn’t you say something earlier?” she said.

“You know me,” I replied as I moved my free hand down her stomach. I slipped it under her shorts and started rubbing her already wet pussy. “I leave those things up to you. I don’t want you to think I’m pushing too hard.”

“I love it when you push hard,” Kelly said, her breath coming more quickly now.

“You know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I know,” she said, jerking me off. “But that doesn’t mean I like it. You can take the initiative too, you know.”

“Is that what you want?” I asked. Our lips were practically touching now as she continued jerking me off while I rubbed her pussy, both of us growing more excited by the second but neither of us wanting to show the other how excited we actually were.

“Sometimes,” she said.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“You do that,” Kelly said. “But enough talking for tonight. It’s time to get down to business.” She dropped her head in my lap and wrapped her lips around my cock.

I leaned back and watched Kelly as she sucked my cock, only taking the head of it in her mouth at first before gradually taking more and more until she was swallowing the entire thing.

She was on her hands and knees on the couch, sitting sideways to me, allowing me to easily reach her backside. I yanked her pinks shorts down around her thighs, freeing up her bottom half. Then I reached around her ass and started rubbing her pussy.

Kelly responded by going after my cock with more intensity. I replied by sliding two fingers inside her pussy. She retaliated by cupping my ballsack. I slapped her ass with my free hand. She yanked down on my sack. I grabbed a handful of her ass in my fist. She gave my balls a squeeze.

Laughing softly, I released my hold on her. “I give up, I give up. You win.”

Kelly let go of my balls and slid my cock out of her mouth. Smiling up at me, she jerked me off while I continued fingering her pussy. “I always do,” she said.

“Yes you do,” I agreed. “Luckily it doesn’t bother me.”

“Doesn’t it?

“Not at all,” I said, wiggling out from underneath her and climbing to my feet. “Because in the end, I always get what I want from you.”

“That’s funny,” Kelly said. “I was going to say the same exact thing about you.”

“Get over here,” I said, my voice filled with mock anger. I picked Kelly up and flipped her over and deposited her back onto the couch, facing me. Then I grabbed her legs and pushed them back, folding her in half. Grinning widely, she hooked her ankles together behind her head like a human pretzel, leaving her snatch and tight little asshole wide open and right in front of my face.

I started fingering her pussy, giving her two fingers, then three, then four, filling her up, slamming my hand back and forth, causing her to scream. I pulled my fingers out and slapped her pussy a couple of times, eliciting a sharp gasp with each slap. Then I went to work with my tongue, licking her pussy from bottom to top, tasting her tangy sweetness.

“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop licking my pussy.”

Her talking excited me further and I started going after her pussy more vigor, digging my face in and sticking my tongue deeper inside her. I let my fingers wander down to her ass and used my middle one to rub the outside of her asshole.

“There you go,” she said. “Work that asshole with your finger. Get it all warmed up for your big, hard, cock.”

With Kelly egging me on, I stuck my middle finger in my mouth to get it lubed up and then slid it into her asshole. She let out a low groan of intense pleasure which morphed into a series of moans as I worked my finger in and out of her asshole.

“More,” she said between deep breaths, staring right at me with intense eyes. “Stick another one in there.”

So I did, spitting on her asshole then sticking a second finger inside her, my excitement building with every passing moment.

With my fingers still sliding in and out of her asshole I went back to eating her out, my tongue working feverishly in her pussy. She was making animalistic sounds, begging me for more.

“Another one,” she said.

So I slid a third finger inside her asshole. It slipped in easily. She’d obviously done this sort of thing before. The fact that she was such a whore at such a young age excited me even further, and I went to town even more aggressively on her snatch while still slamming my fingers into her asshole, loosening it up, getting it ready for my cock.

But she had some other things in mind first. Reaching down, she grabbed ahold of the back of my head and pulled me into her, smashing my face against her pussy, nearly smothering me. Breathing her in, I licked and sucked and tongued her soaking wet snatch, making a mess of my face. My fingers were shoved into her asshole all the way to the knuckles.

Sometime later she lifted my head up by the hair and pulled me towards her. She licked my face, cleaning all her juices off me, then shoved her tongue into my mouth and started aggressively exploring it. My fingers were still buried in her ass.

She broke off the kiss but kept a hold of my head. Our faces were mere inches apart and we were staring into each other’s eyes. She reached down and pulled my fingers from her ass and brought them up towards her mouth.

She stuck my index finger in her mouth, licked it clean of her juices, then popped it out. “First I want you to fuck my pussy.”

She slid my middle finger into her mouth and licked that one clean. “Then I want you to fuck my ass.”

She finished with my ring finger, giving it the same treatment as the other two. “And then I want you to cum on my face. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, stepping forward, getting into position. I grabbed her hips and turned her slightly, so she was lying diagonally on the couch. Leaving one foot on the floor, I brought my other leg to the couch and dropped my knee onto the cushion. Then I slipped my cock into her pussy.

Kelly groaned as I entered her.

“You like that, do you?” I asked, looking down at her.

Kelly nodded. “I fucking love it,” she said.

Leaning forward to give myself a better angle, I proceeded to fuck her pussy, pumping my hips back and forth in long, deliberate thrusts.

“Oh yeah, just like that,” Kelly said. “I love the feel of your cock inside me.”

As usual, her talking just got me more riled up, which led to me moving faster and faster against her. I grabbed her tits and gave them a squeeze and she responded with a gasp of pleasure and a nod of her head.

I increased my speed further, pounding her pussy now, my cock moving in and out of her more quickly than ever while she moaned and groaned beneath me.

I hammered away at Kelly’s pussy for a good two minutes before slamming into her one last time and holding my cock deep inside her, our eyes locked together. She threw her arms up around my neck and pulled me closer and locked her lips around mine. After exploring each other’s mouths for a short while, she broke off the kiss but didn’t pull back, choosing instead to place her forehead against mine.

“Fuck my ass,” Kelly said, her eyes gleaming. “Give me what I need.”

“Gladly,” I said.

Smiling, I backed away and pulled my cock from her pussy. I squatted down and spit on her asshole and started working it with my tongue, getting it nice and lubed up for what was to come.

“Holy shit that feels fucking incredible,” Kelly said as I licked her asshole, starting on the outside and working my way towards the middle until my tongue was halfway inside her anus, getting it warmed up for my cock.

After it was good and loose, I stood up and repositioned myself. Then I grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slid it into her asshole.

Kelly let out a guttural moan and her legs quivered. But still she held them tight, keeping them wrapped around the back of her head, leaving herself wide open to me.

I moved my hips slowly forward, giving her one inch of my cock at a time. It was more for me than for Kelly; her asshole accepted my cock quite easily but it was still tight enough that it applied pressure all over, heightening the sensation. I knew if I moved too quickly I wouldn’t be inside her long before I was aching to cum.

“What’s that matter?” Kelly said, smiling up at me. “Too tight for you to handle.”

“No,” I lied. “It’s just right.”

“Then give it to me with a little more intensity,” she said, easily reading through my lies. She started moving her body back into mine, forcing my cock deeper inside her asshole.

I grimaced and tried to stave off orgasm. Kelly just laughed and started bucking her body more quickly, fucking my cock with her asshole.

It wasn’t long before I was ready to burst. Her asshole just felt too fucking good. So I quickly pulled my cock out and gave it a couple of quick smacks to get it back under control.

Laughing, Kelly looked up at me. “Oh, poor baby,” she said. “It was too tight.”

“It’s not going to be for long,” I said, grabbing ahold of her around the waist. I flipped her over, grabbed her around the hips, and pulled her ass up into the air. She shifted her upper body so she was looking back at me.

“Is this how you like me?” she asked, her voice higher-pitched than usual, the tone she took when she wanted to mess with me. “Face-down and ass up so you can pummel me from behind?”

 I answered Kelly’s question with actions instead of words, sidling up to her and sliding my cock into her dripping wet pussy, giving it to her balls-deep right from the get-go.

Kelly gasped, her eyes widening slightly. “I guess it is,” she said before returning her gaze forward.

I worked my cock quickly in and out of Kelly’s pussy while staring down at her body. Watching her bounce against my cock while I fucked her from behind was the stuff dreams were made of. Tight ass, narrow hips, perfect skin, back muscles working, shoulder blades poking out, brown ponytail bouncing just above her arched back. I was just as excited by the view as I was by the physical sensation coursing through my body.

With my hands gripping Kelly’s ass cheeks, I laid into her, giving her my entire cock, from tip to base, hammering away at her pussy in long, fast, deep strokes.

“Holy shit,” she cried aloud. “You’re cock is so fucking big! Give it to me, give it to me. Just like that!”

The whole point of this exercise was to loosen up her ass before I fucked it again, so I spit on two of my fingers and slid them into her asshole. I forced them as far in as they would go then started working them in a circular motion, stretching out her asshole while I continued fucking her pussy.

I slid a third finger into her asshole and worked it around with the other two until I figured it was loose enough for my cock.  

Still pounding away at Kelly, I slid my fingers out of her ass and used my hands to spread her ass cheeks, opening her asshole up, causing it to gape. It was mesmerizing, that perfect little black hole, just staring right up at me, beckoning. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer once I got my cock in there, but at this point I didn’t care. I needed to fuck Kelly’s ass. Now. It was just too inviting to delay any further.

So as I continued holding her asscheeks wide, keeping her asshole gaping, I slid my cock out of her pussy and maneuvered it so the head was resting against the flesh between her pussy and asshole, the tip mere centimeters from entering.

“Give it to me,” Kelly said, looking back at me once again. “Fuck my asshole with your huge cock until you’re ready to cum.”

“If you insist,” I said. And with that, I slid my cock inside her.

Unlike earlier, I wasn’t worried about making it last before I came, so I started pounding her asshole right away, giving her my entire cock from tip to base from the very beginning.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Kelly screamed, her head facing forward once again as my hips slammed into her ass, making it shake and jiggle every time our bodies come together. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass and make me cum!”

Now that I knew she was so close to cumming, I did what I could to help get here there before I did, reaching out and grabbing her shoulders so I could pull her body back with every thrust, forcing my cock deeper inside her asshole. It was completely disappearing now, my balls slamming up against the underside of her pussy at the bottom end.

“Your cock is so fucking deep in my ass!” Kelly screamed. “Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”

She tilted her chin towards the ceiling, causing her ponytail to hover in the air right in front of me.

I couldn’t resist, grabbing ahold of it and yanking back.

Kelly’s screams grew even louder but she was no longer talking. The sounds that came out of her mouth with wordless and unformed, pure exclamations of unbridled pleasure.

I continued pummeling her ass with every ounce of my energy, right on the verge of cumming now but wanting her to have her orgasm before I let go with mine.

Luckily it didn’t take but a few more seconds. I slammed my cock deep into her asshole a few more times and then her body tensed up for a moment before releasing, her entire body quivering as a final, pent-up scream escaped from her mouth.

With her orgasm out of the way, I was free to finish up too, which I did a short time later.

“Holy shit, I’m gonna fucking cum,” I said, pulling my cock out of her asshole.

Kelly spun quickly, sliding forward on the couch until her head was right in front of my cock. She took things from there, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock while she worked the shaft with her hand.

After just a couple seconds of this, my body tensed up too. Reading the signs of my impending orgasm, Kelly popped my cock out of her mouth but continued jerking me off as I came, spraying her face with my white sperm, coating it with numerous spurts as she milked me dry with her hand before letting my cock go.

Looking up at me, her face covered in white, she smiled.

“That was quite a load,” she said. “Even bigger than usual.”

“What can I say,” I replied. “Fucking your ass turned me on more than usual.”

“It sure looks like it,” she said. “I take it you want to do it again?”

“Whenever possible,” I said.

“How about right now?”

“Are you serious?”

Laughing, Kelly said, “Nah. Not tonight. It’s too late. But pretty soon though. One of these days I’m going to make you cum at least three times before I’m through with you.”

“I can’t wait,” I said.

“Neither can I,” she replied, standing up. “Now give me a kiss.”

She leaned in towards me but I quickly backed away. “Whoa, there,” I said. “Don’t get all crazy on me now.”

Laughing, she took another step towards me. I scurried away, almost tripping on a chair in the process, which just made her laugh harder.

“All right, all right,” she said. “I’ll let you slide on kissing me until I get cleaned up.”

“Thank you.”

“This time, at least,” Kelly said, still grinning.

She turned and headed towards the bathroom while I gathered our clothes, laughing under my breath all the while. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve this, but I wasn’t going to question it. Every dog has it’s day. Or in my case, three months. The only question now what how much longer it would last. But I wasn’t worried. The way I saw it, every day was a bonus. I’d never been with a girl like Kelly before and I figured I never would after. Might as well just enjoy it as it came.







Tommy was sitting on the couch, getting ready for the football game, when his girlfriend, Bridgette came storming in. She was an incredibly attractive young woman, with long dark hair, perfect skin, a gorgeous face and a ridiculous body, long and lean, with firm, perky tits, an ass that just wouldn’t quit, and legs that seemed a mile long. From the angry look on her face it was obvious she was pissed off about something.

“What the fuck were you doing last night?” Bridgette said in a demanding tone.

“Hi to you too,” Tommy said.

“Don’t give me that shit,” she said. “Answer the question.”

“Last night? Nothing,” Tommy said unconvincingly.

“Really?’ Bridgette said. “Because I read your text messages this morning and I know you were doing something with some slut.”

Tommy took a deep breath and looked down at his shoes.

“Come on, don’t think about what lie you’re going to give me. Just tell me what the fuck you did. Or should I say, who?”

“It’s . . . it’s not what you think, honey,” Tommy said. “Nothing was going on.”

“Really?” Bridgette said, clearly not believing him. “So you didn’t fuck her?”

“No. Don’t be silly.”

“So you’re just gonna sit there and lie to me?” Bridgette said. “You’re really gonna tell me you didn’t fuck that bitch last night?”

Tommy shrugged. “Maybe a little bit.”

“A little bit?” she replied. “What the fuck does that mean?”

“Okay, okay, I fucked her,” Tommy said.

“Goddammit!” Bridgette said. “What the fuck is the matter with you?”

“I was drunk,” Tommy stammered. “And it just sort of happened.”

“Sort of happened, huh?”


“So what are you saying?” Bridgette asked. “That I’m not hot enough for you anymore? Is that it?”

“Of course not,” Tommy said.

“Then why did you have go out and find some other bitch to fuck?”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “It’s just . . .she kind of forced me to do it.”

“She forced you?” Bridgette said, incredulous. “Are you fucking serious? Is that your excuse? That some bitch forced you to fuck her?”

Tommy shrugged. “Sort of. I mean, yeah.”

“So what are you saying? That she held a gun to your head? Or that she drugged you and took you back to her place? Or did she just hog-tie you and throw you in the back of her car?”

Tommy took another deep breath then opened his mouth to reply but Bridgette was having none of it.

“No,” she said. “You know what? Fuck it. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t even care.”

Right then, the doorbell rang.

“Who is that?” Bridgette said. “Don’t tell me it’s that bitch you fucked last night.”

“No,” Tommy said, starting to stand up. “It’s just Matt. He’s coming over to watch the game.”

Bridgette’s eyes lit up. “Matt, huh? The tall guy with the dark hair and rocking body?”

“I guess,” Tommy said, heading towards the door. “I never really looked at him in that way though.”

“Interesting,” Bridgette said. “I’m gonna grab a couple of beers from the fridge. See you in a bit.”

Tommy looked back at Bridgette just as he reached the door. He didn’t like her sudden switch in moods. It could only mean bad things were in store. But he forgot all about her once he opened the door.

“Hey Matt, come on it,” Tommy said.

Matt walked in and took a seat on the couch while Tommy sat in the chair across from him. They were talking about the upcoming game when Bridgette walked in holding two beers.

“Hey, thanks hon,” Tommy said, holding his hand out for one of the beers.

“Oh, did you want a beer?” Bridgette asked, sitting down on the couch next to Matt. She was so close to him they were practically touching. “Then go get yourself one. These are for me and Matt.”

“O-kay then,” Tommy said, slightly miffed.

“So Matt,” Bridgette said, turning her attention to him. She had a wide, friendly smile on her face. “How are you doing today?”

“Uh, pretty good,” Matt replied cautiously. He shot a glance over towards Tommy but just got a shake of the head in return.

“Just pretty good?” Bridgette said, taking a long pull from her beer.

“Yeah, I guess,” Matt said, taking a drink from his beer too.

“Well, then I guess we’re going to have to change that,” Bridgette said. She finished the rest of her beer then swung her leg over Matt’s body and straddled him.

“Whoa there,” Matt said, trying to squirm out from under her. “Wait a minute.”

“What’s the matter?” Bridgette asked, riding his gyrations like an expert. “Don’t you like me sitting on your lap?”

“No,” Matt said.

“Why not?” Bridgette asked. She was still smiling and looking down at him, their faces mere inches apart. “Don’t you think I’m hot.”

“No,” Matt stammered. “I mean, yeah, you’re hot as shit, but, well . . .” He shot another glance over at Tommy as if to ask, “What the fuck?”

“Okay, enough,” Tommy said. “You’re making him uncomfortable.”

“He sure doesn’t feel uncomfortable,” Bridgette said, turning her upper body so she was looking at Tommy. “In fact, he feels very comfortable to me. And quite hard, too.”

“All right, all right,” Matt said, finally able to make his way out from under Bridgette. “I don’t know what’s going on here, but—”

“I’ll tell you what’s going on,” Bridgette said. She was still smiling but it was no longer friendly. It was demonic. And directed at Tommy.

“She’s just pissed because—” Tommy said.

“You, shut up,” Bridgette said, pointing at Tommy. “I’ll do the explaining here.”

Tommy threw up his hands in submission.

“What’s going on is Tommy fucked some skanky slut last night and now he’s going to pay the price,” Bridgette said, turning her attention back to Matt again. “And the price he’s gonna pay is me taking you upstairs and fucking your brains out.”

“Hold on just a second,” Matt said, standing up quickly and backing away. “I don’t want to get in the middle of some fight here.”

“It’s too late,” Bridgette said, rising and walking towards him. “You’re already in the middle of it.”

“Is this for real?” Matt said, looking at Tommy.

Tommy didn’t say anything. He was just glaring at them.

“It most certainly is,” Bridgette said. “So what do you think, Matt? Are you game for going upstairs with me and getting nasty?”

“I don’t know,” Matt said.

“What’s the matter?” Bridgette asked, brushing her body up against Matt’s. This time, he didn’t shy away. “Am I not hot enough for you?”

“It’s not that,” Matt said. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

“Then what is it?” she asked.

“It’s just . . . weird,” Matt said. He started to turn towards Tommy again but Bridgette put her hand on Matt’s chin and turned his head until he was staring into her eyes.

“Don’t worry about him,” she said, still holding his chin with her hand and his eyes with her own. Her voice had dropped to a sexy purr. “He doesn’t matter right now. What matters is you and me. Are you game?”

“If you do this, we’re done,” Tommy chimed in from the other side of the room.

“We’re done already,” Bridgette said, not even bothering to turn in his direction.

“Not you,” Tommy said. “I was talking to Matt.”

Tommy didn’t look at Matt either. He was too transfixed by Bridgette’s eyes.

“So what do you say, Matt?” Bridgette asked.

“Fuck it,” Matt said, breaking out in a smile. “We weren’t really very good friends, anyway.”

“That’s the spirit,” Bridgette said. She grabbed Matt’s hand and led him up the stairs. Halfway up, she shot a triumphant look down at Tommy, who was fuming silently. As she watched, Tommy stood up in a huff, grabbed his keys, and left through the front door, slamming it on the way out.

Feeling victorious—not to mention excited at the prospect of fucking Matt’s brains out—Bridgette climbed the last of the stairs, pulled Matt into the bedroom and closed the door behind them.

As soon as they were inside, Bridgette dropped to her knees in front of Matt, right there in the center of the room.

She quickly undid his belt and zipper and pulled his pants and boxers down and took his cock in her mouth, not wasting any time at all. Looking down at Bridgette, Matt watched as she worked his cock, sucking on the tip while she jerked his shaft with her hand, staring up at him the whole time.

After working just the head of Matt’s cock for a bit, Bridgette took him deeper inside her mouth, more than halfway down, holding it there for a few seconds before pulling her head back and catching her breath.

Bridgette spit on Matt’s cock and started jerking him off. His dick was rock-hard, stiff as a board and coated with her spit.

Smiling up at him, she said, “How am I treating you so far?”

“Great,” Matt said, smiling back at her.

Bridgette laughed and again took his cock into her mouth again, sucking him off properly this time, her lips moving back and forth along his shaft while she continued to stare up at him, maintaining eye contact. She blew him like a pro, constantly switching up the speed and pressure, keeping him from settling into too much of a rhythm.

Two minutes later, Bridgette finally let Matt’s cock slip out of her mouth.

Looking up at him with an evil smile, Bridgette pulled her shirt off over her shoulders, revealing her perky, perfect tits. She grabbed ahold of Matt’s cock and slapped it against her cheek a few times. Then she rose up on her legs and smacked it against her tits.

After Bridgette sucked on Matt’s cock for another minute, he bent down and pulled her to her feet, then hooked his arms under her legs and picked her up. As she laughed in enjoyment, Matt carried her over to the bed and dropped her atop it so her back was on the covers and her legs were facing towards him.

“It’s so nice having a big, strong man to take care of me,” Bridgette said.

“That’s what I’m here for,” Matt replied.

He climbed onto the bed, lying on his stomach between her legs. He ran his hands up her thighs and grabbed ahold of the waistband of her shorts and pulled them off. Bridgette wasn’t wearing any panties and her pussy was dripping wet.

Matt didn’t waste any time, opening her legs wider and diving in face-first between them, his tongue working her pussy right from the get-go.

“Holy shit you’re good at that,” Bridgette said as he ate her out, working his tongue like an expert, licking her pussy, sucking on her clit, and eventually sticking his rigid tongue inside her snatch.

After a couple minutes of being eaten out, Bridgette grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair and pulled his head towards hers. His body slid up hers until he was lying atop of her, his hard cock resting on her pussy, his face directly above hers.

“Are you ready to get down to business?” Bridgette asked.

Matt nodded.

“Good, because I need your cock inside me. Now.”

“My pleasure,” Matt said. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and they made out while Bridgette reached down and grabbed ahold of his cock and slid it into her wet, waiting pussy.

“Holy shit you feel so good inside of me,” Bridgette said as Matt moved against her, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy in long, slow strokes. “Yeah, yeah,” she added. “Just like that. Just like that. Give it to me like you mean it.”

Matt gave it to Bridgette just as she’d asked, gradually speeding things up as the seconds wore on, until he was pounding away at her pussy, his body hammering into hers with every thrust.

Still, Bridgette wanted more.

“Harder,” she cried. “Fuck me harder!”

Matt lifted Bridgette’s legs up and pushed them back towards her head, lifting her ass up in the air and giving him more leverage, allowing him to do what she’d asked. And he did, fucking her with everything he had, slamming his cock deep into her pussy, grunting with effort as she screamed in pleasure beneath him.

“Right there, right fucking there!” Bridgette said, hooking her arms under his knees and holding her legs back even further. “Fuck my pussy, fuck my tight little pussy!”

Excited by hearing Bridgette talk dirty to him, Matt turned up the heat, sliding his hands up her stomach and grabbing a hold of her tits and squeezing while he continued to fuck her.

Bridgette’s cries were wordless now but growing louder as Matt pummeled her pussy harder than ever. He kept up the tempo with ease, working like a jackhammer, not letting up on Bridgette at all.

It wasn’t long before she was on the verge of orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Bridgette cried, her body tensing up as Matt continued slamming into her, wet sounds filling the room as their bodies slammed together. Her breath grew more and more rapid, then she tensed up for a moment before releasing with a piercing cry as the orgasm passed through her.

“Turn me over,” Bridgette said, releasing her legs and wrapping her arms around Matt’s neck and pulling his face in closer to hers. “I want you to fuck me doggy-style.”

Smiling widely, Matt obliged her, pulling out of Bridgette then forcibly flipping her over onto her hands and knees. He stared down at her perfect little ass for a moment then sidled up to her and slipped her cock into her dripping wet pussy. He didn’t bother taking things slow, he just started pummeling his cock in and out of her snatch right from the beginning.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Bridgette cried as Matt slammed his cock into her, his hips bouncing off her ass before hammering back into it again. “That’s what I’m fucking talking about! Destroy me with that huge cock of  yours! Break me in fucking half!”

Matt did all he could, forcing his cock as deep inside her pussy as he could. “Is that how you like it?” he asked, giving some of her dirty talk back to her. “Am I fucking you hard enough now?”

“Fuck yeah!” she said, turning her head back to look at him. “Give it to me like you mean it. Punish me, fucking punish me! I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished!”

“How’s this?” Matt said, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking back on it, eliciting a sharp yelp from Bridgette. “Is this better?”

“The best!” she screamed between deep, gasping breath. “You’re the fucking best!”

Matt was rapidly rising towards orgasm himself now, but he had one more trick up his sleeve. Keeping one hand wrapped firmly around Bridgette’s hair and continuing to pull on it, he reared back with his free hand and gave her a hearty smack on the ass.

“How about that?” he said, barely able to get the words out he was breathing so hard. “Do you like that too?”

“I love it,” Bridgette said, her voice harsh and gravelly. “I fucking love it. Smack my ass again. Smack it like you mean it!”

So Matt did, rearing back again and slapping her ass multiple times, each one echoing about the room like a gunshot.

“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Bridgette screamed, her entire body bucking and bouncing. “I’m gonna fucking cum again!”

And cum she did as Matt continued hammering away at her while yanking back on her hair and smacking away at her ass all at the same time.

Once Bridgette’s second orgasm had passed, Matt was free to cum too, and he did so in short order, releasing her hair and grabbing onto her hips to provide him with an extra measure of leverage to fuck her harder than he had all night.

The entire bed was shaking and the headboard was bouncing against the wall so hard it sounded like an earthquake. But Matt didn’t let up. He was fucking Bridgette more aggressively than he’d ever fucked anyone before and she was taking it like a pro.

Finally, after nearly five full minutes of hammering her from behind at full-go, Matt was ready to cum. He cursed under his breath and sucked in his breath to try and get just a few more seconds of enjoyment before he came.

Bridgette was experienced enough that she knew the signs. She knew Matt was right on the verge of cumming. But she wanted to make sure that he remembered this night fondly, not to mention reward him for agreeing to come upstairs with her in the first place.

“Are you ready to cum?” she asked him, turning her upper body to face him once again while he continued fucking her from behind.

Matt nodded.

“Yeah?” she asked. “You’re right there?”

“Yes,” he managed to say between gritted teeth and deep breaths.

Bridgette slid her body forward, forcing Matt’s cock out of her pussy then quickly spun around to face him before dropping to her stomach and sliding towards him until her mouth was right in front of his cock. She grabbed ahold of his shaft and held it tight then slipped her lips around it and started to suck on the tip while jerking him off.

It didn’t take long for Matt to take those final few steps to orgasm. No more than fifteen seconds after Bridgette took his cock in her mouth, his body tensed up and his balls pulled back into his stomach.

“Holy fuck,” he said, warning Bridgette that she didn’t have much time before she took the blast in her mouth. “Here I cum, baby, here I cum!”

But Bridgette didn’t care. She wanted his cum inside her mouth, so she kept right on blowing and jerking him off even as the sperm began shooting out of his cock and into her mouth.

Bridgette took the first three blasts directly into her mouth, then pulled his cock out for the last few and wore them in the face, coating her cheeks and chin.

She kept stroking Matt until he was completely empty. Only then did she release his cock.

Bridgette sat up a bit and gathered the rest of Matt’s cum off her face with her finger and guided it into her mouth. Then, once she had as much as she could gather, she turned her chin to the ceiling and swallowed his sperm down.

“Goddamn you’re one filthy little slut,” Matt said, laughing and shaking his head at the same time.

“You’re damn right I am,” Bridgette replied. She flopped down onto the bed and took a few moments to catch her breath.

A few seconds later Matt was lying next to her.

“So, do you think you made the right choice?” Bridgette asked, turning her head to face him.

“Hell yeah,” he replied. “Hell fucking yeah.”

“So do I,” she said, smiling and draping her arm over his chest. “So how long do you need to rest before round two?”

“Fifteen minutes, tops.”

“How about we go down and drink more beers while we’re waiting?” Bridgette said. “That way, when we’re ready to go again, we’ll be liquored up enough to get a little freakier.”

“That sounds like a great plan,” Matt said, sliding off the bed and holding out his hand to help Bridgette off too.

“Do you have anywhere to be today?” she asked as they made their way towards the kitchen downstairs.

“Nope,” Matt said. “Do you?”

“Not until tomorrow morning,” Bridgette replied.

“Then we’ve got plenty of drink and fuck,” Matt said.

“All night long,” Bridgette said. “All fucking night long.”


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