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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.







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.







Most men don’t understand the concept of give and take. Of course, there are men out there that need to be in control all the time and can’t deal with being a submissive or even for a couple seconds, but those aren’t the guys I’m talking about. The way I see it they’re hopeless; there’s no reason to even try and fix them.

No, the kind of man I’m talking about is the one who doesn’t mind when I take charge. But even in that case, the man needs to understand that just because I take the initiative doesn’t mean that I want to do all the work all of the time. Ideally we will trade off taking control, not only on a night-to-night basis, but even within the same session. I’ll spend a little time running the show, pushing him around, putting him in the positions that I want him to be in, but at some point he needs to take the reins for a little while too, forcing me to do with he wants.

This give and take is what provides that glorious tension that creates the most memorable fuck sessions. I want a man who’s going to treat me like an equal, and more importantly, one that allows me to treat him like an equal. I don’t want a control freak but I also don’t want a spineless jellyfish. I want a man that’s flexible but also willing to push his boundaries, and mine too. Of course, if he’s hot and has a nice body and big cock, that’s always a big plus. But in the end that’s not completely necessary. At least not for him to become a regular.

One guy that I work well with is Mike. Even though he’s eight years older than me he’s pretty good looking in a rugged sort of way. His body is only so-so, but he’s got a good-sized cock, and he knows how to use it. But most importantly he understands the concept of give and take, letting me have my way for a while but regularly imparting his will. Plus he’s just a cool guy; smart, mellow, self-deprecating, and a good conversationalist with an ironic sense of humor, just like me. While he’s not someone that I could ultimately see myself ending up with, he’s someone that I call when I need a good solid pounding. Like the other night.




After a nice steak dinner at The Palm that included three bottles of Cask 23 from Stag’s Leap, we headed back to Mike’s place. Once there I didn’t waste any time getting started. I told him to take a seat on the couch and slipped out of my black dress, leaving me in my black bra and panties and heels. 

“What do you think?” I asked, standing over him.

“I think you’re fucking incredible as always,” Mike said. “And then I think I should ask you what the hell you’re doing here with me instead of someone more attractive but I’m afraid you might answer honestly.”

“Don’t sell yourself short Mike,” I said. “Looks and brains aren’t everything you know.”

“Obviously not,” he said.

We shared a quick laugh.

“Okay, time to get serious,” I said, only half-joking. “Sex isn’t supposed to be fun dammit.”

“You’re right,” he said. “It’s supposed to be hard work.”

“It is if you’re doing it correctly,” I said.

“I couldn’t agree more.”

Even though we spoke of being serious, we were both smiling. After all, sex was supposed to be fun and hard work.

I walked up to him and spread his legs apart then stepped forward until my knees were touching the inside of his thighs. Leaning forward, my tits pushing down against his chest, I stuck my tongue in his mouth. He put his hands on my hips but I grabbed his wrists and pushed them aside.

“Not yet,” I said, pulling away. “You’ll have your chance later. For now just sit there and relax.”

He didn’t argue, putting his arms by his side and leaving them there.

I pulled off his shirt and kissed his neck then made my way down to his chest, kissing his pecs and licking his nipples. From there I moved down to his navel, kissing his skin as I moved.

Mike let out a little groan as I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze through his pants. Laughing under my breath, enjoying the control I had over him, I moved my head further down until it was at the same level as his groin.

Looking up at him, maintaining eye contact the entire time, I ran my tongue over the length of his cock, which was still trapped behind his pants but pressing stiffly against the material. Then I turned my head, took his bulge between my teeth like a dog with a bone, and bit down hard enough to make him squirm.

Shaking his head, he looked down at me. “You’re one evil little bitch, you know that right?”

“Of course,” I said, flashing him a devilish smile. “That’s what you love about me.”

“It is indeed,” he said, grinning at back at me. “But if you don’t speed things up a little bit I’m going to have to take control.”

“Promises, promises,” I said, enjoying the game just as much as he was.

Before Mike’s little outburst, I was going to free up his cock but instead I decided to mess with him some more. I was curious to see how much I could get away with before he turned the tables on me. 

I climbed up onto the couch and straddled his waist. Flicking my hair to one side, I put my hands on his bare chest and started to grind on his trapped cock, moving slowly back and forth atop it. Even though both our bottom halves were still covered, it wasn’t long before I was soaking through my panties.

I reached behind my back and undid my bra. I let it fall to the ground, freeing up my breasts.

Mike reached for them but I intercepted his hands before they got there.

“Come on,” he said. “That’s not fair.”

“Nobody ever said life was fair,” I replied, my eyes gleaming with perverse enjoyment. “But if you want my tits that bad, who am I to deny them to you?”

Still holding his hands in my own, I leaned forward, pinning his wrists against the rear cushion of the couch while simultaneously putting my tits in his face.

He went to work immediately, latching onto my right breast and sucking on my nipple.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Get it nice and hard.”

Mike worked my nipple like a champ, flicking it with his tongue, sucking on it, even lightly biting down on it, constantly mixing things up to keep me from getting too comfortable. It didn’t take long at all before my nipple was sticking out like a pencil eraser.

I shifted my body slightly, giving him my other breast. He immediately latched onto the nipple and gave it the same treatment while I continued grinding on his cock.

Once my other nipple was hard, I pulled it out of his mouth, then leaned forward and stuck my tongue in his mouth. We made out for half a minute before I broke it off and slid down his body again, kissing his chest as I made my way down.

I dropped to my knees on the carpet, my body between his legs, my head right above his growing bulge. I undid the top button of his pants and pulled down his zipper, revealing his underwear. His cock was rock-hard behind it, pressing against the material. No surprise, considering how much I’d fucked with him already.

“A little excited, are we?” I said, looking up at him. “Especially considering your cock is still in your pants.”

“I’m surprised it hasn’t poked a hole in the cotton,” he said.

“Give it a little more time and maybe it will.”

“Any more time and I’ll explode before it even comes out.”

“Oh, I seriously doubt that,” I said. “I’ve put you through worse than this before and you’ve never had that problem.”

He glared at me for calling his bluff but didn’t say anything.

“No,” I said, “I think I’ll mess with you some more. I’m having too much fun to stop.”

Before Mike could reply, I grabbed his cock, which was still behind his briefs, and gave it a good squeeze. He breath caught in his throat and his eyes widened in surprise.

Smiling, I dropped his pants down around his ankles, leaving his underwear on. But I left his cock alone, lifting my body up and licking his stomach again, taunting him, torturing him, knowing that he liked being messed with just as much as I liked messing with him. Especially when he knew he would have a chance to flip things around later.

I ran my hands up Mike’s body and played with his nipples. My head was close behind, licking and kissing him as I made my way up his chest, my tits pressing against his cock.

I flicked his nipple with my tongue, sucked on it for a moment, and even gave it a little bite, eliciting from him a sharp gasp. Then I started to slowly making my way back down his body, dropping all the way to my knees and once again grabbing his cock through his underwear.

Staring up at him, still not releasing his cock from his briefs, I played with it, licking it through the material, rubbing it between my fingers, and rolling it against his leg.

Mike took a deep breath and let it out slowly, barely clinging onto his composure. Seeing him struggle like that turned me on immensely, but I also knew that if I wanted to keep messing with him I needed to start making a little more progress. Holding back too much would just cause him to take control. And I didn’t want that. Not yet, at least. I was enjoying myself too much.

With this in mind, I finally pulled Mike’s underwear off, freeing up his cock, causing him to literally moan with relief. Unsurprisingly, his cock was rock hard and sticking straight up.

“Oh, is that better?” I asked, my tone full of over-the-top mock sincerity.

He didn’t bother to answer, choosing to just glare at me instead.

Laughing softly, amazed with what Mike was letting me get away with, I grabbed the base of his cock with one hand while my other cupped his balls. Holding his cock tight, I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his cock a couple of times before taking the head in my mouth.

I sucked on the head of his cock in short quick strokes, still holding the skin of his shaft tight to increase the stimulation. Once I started to feel him getting anxious, I released my grip on his cock and dropped my head further down, taking half of it in my mouth and holding it there for a couple seconds before lifting back up. His cock was glistening with my saliva as I again gripped the base of it with my hand, this time jerking him off.

I dropped my head down a little bit and ran my tongue over his sack a couple of times before taking one of his balls in my mouth. Still jerking him off, I sucked on one of his balls, bouncing it around in my mouth then closing my lips around it and pulling on it, stretching out his sack. I switched over to his other testicle and gave it the same treatment before taking them both in my mouth and gargling on them.

“Holy shit that feels fucking good,” Mike said, staring down at me as I worked.

I caught his gaze and smiled as best I could with his balls in my mouth. I put a little extra pressure on them, causing him to squirm a bit, then released my hold on his balls and went back to work on his cock. Pressing it up against his stomach, I ran my tongue up the length of it, starting at the base and finishing at the tip.

Staring up at Mike, maintaining eye contact, I pulled his cock towards me. I slapped the head of it against my cheek a couple times, then slid it back into my mouth. I dropped my head down, taking his entire cock into my mouth and holding it there for a few seconds before lifting my head up.

“Goddamn you’re good at that,” he said.

“I should be,” I said. “I’ve had lots of practice sucking cock. Not as much as you, though.”

“Very funny,” Mike said, trying to act like he wasn’t amused. But his little smile told a different story.

“Come on, I’m hilarious,” I said as I smacked his cock against one my tits, moving from one to the other.

“You’re a regular comedian,” he said. “Now put your mouth to good use and stick my cock back into it.”

“Hey, watch your tongue,” I said, giving him a sharp smack on the inside of the thigh.

He jumped out of his seat and grunted in shock but his smile was still intact. I’d reacted just how he’d expected me to, no doubt exactly how he wanted me to.

“Just for that I’m going to mess with you some more,” I said.

He moaned in mock consternation but didn’t object. It was all part of the game.

I gathered up some of the saliva leftover from sucking his cock, then tilted my chin towards my chest and let the saliva drip from my mouth. It landed on my chest, in the channel between my tits. I gathered up more saliva and spit it on his cock, using my fingers to spread it around. Then I stuck his cock between my tits.

Looking up at him, I grabbed the outside of my tits and pressed inward with them, squeezing his cock tight to keep it in place. I tossed my hair back with a flip of my head, then started bouncing up and down, titty-fucking him.

Mike groaned and leaned back, tilting his head towards the ceiling for a moment before bringing his eyes back down to watch. He loved getting titty-fucked. It was a foolproof way to bring him to orgasm quickly. Which is why I was doing it to him. I knew he didn’t want to cum, not yet. And I didn’t want him to cum yet either. But I did want to torture him, and the best way to do that was to take him right to the edge and force him to use all his strength to keep from cumming.

To this end, I squeezed my tits even tighter together and started bouncing on him more aggressively. I tilted my chin down and stuck out my tongue, making contact with the tip of his cock when it snuck out from between my tits.

He groaned more loudly and bit down on his bottom lip and sat a little bit higher up. I could tell from his body language that he was rapidly approaching orgasm. If things didn’t change, he would be there within seconds. He knew it, and I knew it. But more importantly, he knew that I knew it. Which gave me all the control.

Cursing under his breath, Mike quickly pulled back, forcing his cock out from between my tits before he blew his load. But I wasn’t about to let him off that easily.

Before he had a chance to recover completely, I grabbed ahold of his cock and slid it into my mouth. I ran my hand down under his sack and played with his balls while I sucked his cock, moving up and down quickly, taking it deep into my mouth with every thrust. Saliva dripped from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my breasts.

I pulled my head off his cock for a moment to catch my breath. He was looking down at me with a little smile on his face, proud of himself that he had conquered his urge to cum.

I took this as a challenge to get him right back to where he’d been just moments before. I flashed him a wink, then wrap my lips around his cock once again.

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