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EROTIC & KINKY

8 TALES OF EXTREME SEX

Featuring stories from:

Jeremy Holmes

Tory Mynx

Brock Landers

Michael Scott Taylor

Misty Rose

JT Holland

Taylor Jordan

Copyright 2016 by AE Publications

AE PUBLICATIONS

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

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

PASSING THE TEST BY BROCK LANDERS

SHE LIKES IT ROUGH BY MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

THE TEEN SLUT DOWN THE STREET LIKES IT ROUGH BY JEREMY HOLMES

MANHANDLED BY TORY MYNX

PUNISHED BY THE GIRLFRIEND BY BROCK LANDERS

BANGING MY ROOMMATE’S BOYFRIEND BY MISTY ROSE

JUST A HINT OF ANAL BY JT HOLLAND

MAKING THINGS RIGHT BY TAYLOR JORDAN


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PASSING THE TEST

UNLIMITED FILTH: VOLUME ONE

BROCK LANDERS

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Not bad,” I replied.

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

“Sure,” I said.

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

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

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

“A Killian’s for me too,” I said.

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

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

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

“No problem,” Vicki replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Is that right?”

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

I laughed softly.

“You think differently?” Vicki asked.

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

“Is that right?”

I nodded.

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

“It’s that intense, huh?”

Smiling, Vicki nodded vigorously.

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

“So you’re game?”

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

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

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

“Sounds fair enough to me,” Vicki said.

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

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

“Same here,” I said.

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

“It does indeed.”

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

“It always is,” I replied.

“Always?”

“Pretty much.”

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

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

She scoffed. “Please.”

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

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

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

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

I nodded.

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

“My thoughts exactly,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

“What do you think?” Vicki asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I don’t doubt that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You like that?” she asked.

I nodded.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I love it,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I nodded.

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

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

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

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

“I fucking loved it,” I replied.

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

“Hell yes,” I said. “Bring it on.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thanks,” I said.

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

“Bring it on.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” I said.

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

“Fair enough,” I said.

“Are you ready to continue?”

“Whenever you are.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Says you,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And then I was there.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m glad to hear that,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

“We’ll just see about that.”

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

 

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SHE LIKES IT ROUGH

MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

 

Some people like their women and short and stacked. Not me. I prefer them long and lean, fit and athletic. Not necessarily muscular (although I like that too) but toned and tight. Long legs. Firm ass. Washboard stomach. And fake tits.

I know, I know, I’m in the minority on that last part, but I just love them perfectly round, firm but not hard; as long as they’re not too monstrous I totally dig them.

There’s another tangible advantage to athletic women too; they can take an incredible pounding. Because they work out all the time, pushing their bodies to the limits, they’re used to pain and discomfort, relish it even, and this applies to the bedroom also.

Obviously it’s impossible to always judge a book by its cover (I’ve been with plenty of short, stacked types who loved to get pounded too) but as a general rule, if you’re into rough, aggressive sex, find yourself an athletic woman. But be forewarned; they often like to dish it out as much as they like to receive it, so if you’re not into that sort of thing, if you like your women submissive and weak, then you should probably look in another direction.

That being said, looks aren’t everything when it comes to having fun in the sack. I’ve been with many average-to-below-looking women and had a great time fucking a good many of them. But if you can find a hottie who is great in the sack then you’ve got the best of both worlds.

It’s hard to quantify what makes someone a great lover. Obviously, attitude is part of it, but it’s more than that. And while looks don’t have a direct effect on how good someone is in bed, it’s certainly easier to get excited the better looking someone is. But looks are far from the most important thing.

No, what makes a great lover are the intangibles. Flexibility, willingness to do absolutely anything, the ability to be intense or playful or just plain fun, not only from one day to the next but even within the same session. The best lovers enjoy being dominant just as much as being submissive, and will willingly take on whatever role the situation calls for. Add great looks on top of that, and you’ve got something special.

Luckily I recently found a women with everything. Her name is Tracy.

She’s incredibly hot, with the tightest, most insane body I’ve ever seen. Long and lean and athletic with fake tits and the face of a model. Plus she’s nasty as hell, willing to do absolutely anything at any time. She’s funny, she’s smart, she’s self-deprecating, she’s well-spoken, kind-hearted, and pretty much everything else good you can think of. And in the sack, she’s a magician. It’s as if she can read my mind; she knows exactly what I want at that particular moment, even if I’m not sure myself.

It’s incredible, really, how perfect a woman she is. And even more incredible that I somehow got hooked up with her.

I fondly remember the first night we spent together. It was a chance meeting. We were at a party put on by a mutual friend and were both in the back yard having a smoke. We got to talking and realized we were both in the same situation; drunk and bored out of our asses. So she suggested that we go over to my place and hang out.

It seemed harmless enough at the time, and although I was hoping something was going to happen, I was by no means expecting it. But as soon as we entered my house, she surprised me, grabbing me and pulling me close and touching her lips to mine right there in the kitchen. It wasn’t long until we were making out like animals, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths with reckless abandon.

After a couple minutes, Tracy pulled back. Smiling, she looked directly into my eyes and said, “Before we go any further, I have to warn you about something.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“This may seem a little strange, but I like to get it out into the open right from the start, before things get too crazy.”

“O-kay,” I said, not sure where this was going.

“I like to get a little crazy in the sack,” Tracy said. “I’m not one for just regular, boring old sex.”

I broke out in a smile that matched hers. “Just a little crazy?” I said. “Well that’s too bad, because I like to get a lot crazy.”

“Did I say a little?” Tracy replied, smiling like a demon. “What I meant was I like to get insane. Otherwise I figure, why even bother?”

“That’s funny,” I said. “Because I like to get insane too.”

“Good,” Tracy said, continuing to stare at me. “Then I guess I chose correctly this evening.”

“That you did,” I replied. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head towards mine and we started to make out again, more roughly this time.

Shortly after we started up again, Tracy ran her hand down my chest and grabbed ahold of my cock through my jeans.

In reply, I slipped my finger under her skirt and was going to rub her pussy over her panties when I realized that she didn’t have any on. But I pushed ahead anyway, rubbing the outside of her pussy for a few seconds to get her warmed up before sticking two fingers inside her and finger-fucking her.

Tracy broke off the kiss and stood there looking up at me with her wide eyes full of excitement, watching my face intently as I continued working her pussy with my fingers. Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth and her breath was growing more and more rapid as I increased the pressure and depth of my fingers inside her.

“Do you like that?” I asked. “Do you like having my fingers inside your pussy?”

“I love it,” Tracy said.

“Do you want another one inside you?”

“Yes please,” she said.

I slid a third finger inside her pussy and angled my wrist upwards to rub the edges of her clit as I finger-fucked her.

“What about that?” I asked. “Do you like that too?”

“I fucking love it,” Tracy said between gasps. Her other hand made its way down to my groin and started working the zipper, pulling it down and negotiating my hard cock out of my boxers and jeans until it was sticking straight out of the little slit in my pants. Once my cock was free she started to jerk me off.

I returned the favor by slipping my pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It was a tight fit at first but she quickly loosened up as I moved my fingers inside her dripping wet snatch.

Just a few seconds later Tracy’s entire body started quivering and she let out a low moan as an orgasm passed through her, soaking my fingers even further.

But even though she came, I continued working her pussy, even going at it more aggressively now. She responded by jerking me off with more vigor.

In return, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her tit and squeezed it while my other hand continued working her pussy.

She too took things to another level, cupping my balls with her free hand and squeezing them.

We stood there, face-to-face, staring into each other’s eyes, playing with each other for a full minute before we were ready for something more.

I suddenly yanked my fingers from her pussy and stuck them into her mouth.

Tracy licked her pussy juices off my fingers until they were totally clean, still staring directly at me, continuing to jerk me off the whole time. Not saying a word, just staring with a little grin on her face.

“Do you like the taste of your pussy?” I asked her.

“I fucking love it,” Tracy said, dropping to her knees, right there in the kitchen. “But now I’m ready to taste your cock.”

“If you insist,” I said.

“Oh I do,” she said. “I do.”

“Then be my guest,” I said, smiling.

Tracy undid the waistband of my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down to my knees without any hint of restraint. She wrapped her lips around my stiff cock and took the whole thing in her mouth, effortlessly deepthroating my cock for a full 5 seconds before backing off to take a deep breath.

“Holy shit you’re good at that,” I said, barely getting the words out of my mouth before one of her hands went to the base of my shaft and grabbed on tight while the other cupped my balls. She looked up at me and flashed me a dirty smile then spit on my cock and started jerking me off.

“You like that, do you?” she asked, jerking me off while she talked. “You like it when I take your cock down my throat? When I swallow the whole fucking thing?”

“I love it,” I said.

Tracy’s hand was still working my cock and her eyes were locked on mine. “You want me to swallow your cock again, don’t you? You want me to stick it down my throat as far as it will go. Don’t you?”

Smiling, I nodded.

“Damn right you do,” Tracy said, smiling like a animal. She slapped my cock against her tongue a couple times then started blowing me again, her lips moving up and down my shaft with her hand, sucking and jerking me off at the same time. Choking noises escaped from her mouth as she took my cock deeper down her throat. And then her hands were gripping my ass cheeks and she made my cock disappear.

“Oh my god,” I said as Tracy held my cock in her throat for at least ten full seconds before gagging and finally pulling her mouth off. She took a couple of deep breaths then spit on my cock and started jerking it some more, her saliva coating my shaft, making it extremely slick.

Tracy shifted her body, sliding further beneath me, then started licking my balls. With her free hand she squeezed my sack tight, trapping my balls in a little sack, then went to work on them, sucking on them one at a time.

The pressure was so intense that my legs were shaking. I had to grab the counter top to keep from falling.

Suddenly Tracy released my balls. Looking up at me with her hand still around my cock, she said, “I want you to fuck my face. Do you think you can do that for me?”

“I think I can manage,” I said, my smile growing.

Tracy put her hands behind her back and opened her mouth wide. Her lips were mere centimeters from the tip of my cock.

I took a deep breath then put my hands on the back of her head to keep it steady, then stuck my cock back inside her mouth and started immediately pumping her face. Gagging sounds come from her throat as I pummeled her mouth but she kept it open no matter how much of my cock I gave her.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said, thoroughly enjoying myself as I looked down at Tracy.

Saliva was pouring out of her mouth, dripping down her chin and neck and coating her chest. Tears ran from her eyes and down her cheek, smearing her dark mascara.

My cock was slippery as hell as I continued to give her the whole thing, from tip to base, relentlessly slamming it in and back out of her throat as she gagged and coughed.

With her tear-stained, puppy-dog eyes still turned up to me, I face-fucked her for another half a minute before I needed to stop lest I take things past the point of no return. I yanked my cock out of her mouth and gave it a couple of smacks to calm it down.

“It felt that good, huh?” Tracy said, the look on her face telling me that she knew how close I was to cumming.

“Yes it did,” I said.

“Just wait,” she replied, climbing to her feet. “Because that’s just the beginning.”

Tracy bent over at the waist so her upper body was on top of the counter. Her legs were straight, and her perfect ass was sticking out, staring at me, taunting me, just asking to get fucked.

“Are you ready to slam your cock me?” she asked, rubbing her ass up against me. Her upper body was turned enough that she could see my face as she talked. “Are you ready to fuck me like I deserve to be fucked?”

“Hell yeah,” I said, so excited I could barely get the words out.

“Then come on over here and show me what you can do with that huge cock of yours.”

Smiling widely, I grabbed my cock and slipped it into her soaking wet pussy. As soon as the head got inside her, Tracy immediately slammed her ass back into me, almost making me lose my balance. But I recovered quickly and I grabbed ahold of her waist and leaned forward to balance myself more evenly.

Pushing against the counter with her own hands for leverage, she slammed her ass back into me again as I drove my hips forward at the same time, hammering my cock into her pussy.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” she said, slamming back against me with increasing rapidity. “Fuck me like you mean it. Like you’re trying to break me in half.”

To get more leverage, I grabbed the back of her shoulders and pulled her body towards me with every thrust. After a couple of pumps I had the timing down, and our bodies were slamming against each other, the sound echoing about the kitchen.

“Just like that,” Tracy screamed. “Just like that! Hammer me with that cock! Fucking destroy me!”

I did as she asked, giving her everything I had, slamming my cock in and out of her pussy with deep, aggressive thrusts.

 After nearly a full minute of this, I decided to mix things up. I was having tons of fun, but at this rate, I wouldn’t last very long, so I needed to give myself a little break while keeping Tracy excited as hell.

She let out a little groan of disappointment when I pulled my cock out of her, but quickly recovered once I’d dropped to me knees and buried my face in between her ass cheeks.

“Goddamn that feels fucking good!” Tracy cried in an excited tone. “Bury that fucking face in there. Bury it in my fucking pussy!”

So I did, pressing my face against her flesh and jamming my tongue into her pussy. She decided to lend a helping hand, reaching down and grabbing the back of my head, pulling my face deeper into her, practically smothering me

“Yes, yes, yes!” she said as she bounced her ass up and down, riding my rigid tongue with her snatch. “Right there! Right fucking there!”

After a good thirty seconds of having my face smashed against Tracy’s flesh, I needed a little break. So I gave her a hearty slap on the ass, startling her enough to allow me to back off and get some air into my lungs.

“Oh, so you want to get a little rough, do you?” she said, looking back at me with a nasty little smile. “Okay, then, big boy. Show me what you got.”

Smiling, I climbed back to my feet. I grabbed ahold of Tracy’s leg and threw it up onto the counter, opening her up even more. Then I grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slammed it into her pussy, giving it to her balls deep right away before hammering my cock in and out of her with everything I had.

“Is that all you got?” she asked in a taunting tone.

“Do you want more?” I asked.

“Hell yes I want more,” Tracy replied. “Give it to me.”

So I did, slapping her ass while continuing to hammer my cock into her pussy.

“Come on, you can do better than that.”

My smile growing wider, I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked back on it until our heads were just inches apart. My other hand slid up her stomach and grabbed ahold of her breast and gave it a couple of smacks and then I squeezed it tight while continuing to hammer my body into hers.

“Fuck yeah!” she screamed. “That’s what I need! Give it to me, give it to me!”

A short time later, gasping for breath and needing a break, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stood there, panting, while she turned around to face me.

Her breath was ragged and her chest was heaving and her eyes were wide and excited.

“How was that?” I asked.

“Not too bad,” she said. “Not too bad at all. But I need more.”

“More?” I said, surprised. At the beginning of the night Tracy had said she liked it rough but this was more than I’d been expecting. “How much more?”

“As much as you want,” Tracy said.

Laughing under my breath, I said. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

Flashing me a wry smile, Tracy said, “Surprise me. I can take whatever you want to dish out.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Fucking try me,” she said.

“All right,” I said. “But no complaining afterwards.”

“The only thing I’ll be complaining about was you taking it too easy on me,” she said.

“We’ll just see about that,” I replied, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her backwards so her face was looking up at the ceiling.

“Yes we will,” she said, moaning in pleasure. “Yes we will indeed.”

“I take it you like that?” I asked.

“I love it,” Tracy replied.

I ripped her shirt off, exposing her big, firm, perfect tits. Her nipples were hard as stone, so I pinched one of them, then the other, eliciting gasps from her mouth both times.

“You like that too, do you?” I asked.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she nodded.

“What about this?” I asked, smacking down on her left tit. “Do you like it too?”

She gasped and nodded her head again.

I smacked down on the right one, not once, but twice in a row.

“And that?” I asked.

“I fucking love it,” she said. “Do it again.”

So I did, even harder this time. First the left tit, then the right. And again. And again as Tracy yelped in pleasure each time.

After half a minute of this, I decided to up the ante, grabbing ahold of her throat and squeezing.

Tracy eyes widened in pleasure and her grin grew even larger. She was one freaky chick.

“Do you like having my hand around your throat?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Do you want me to squeeze harder?”

She nodded again.

So I squeezed harder. Her smile started to fade but her eyes were still radiating excitement. Her whole face was turning red.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

Tracy shook her head vigorously. Her right hand had made its way down to her pussy and was rubbing at it furiously while her left hand grabbed ahold of my cock and jerked me off.

Her lips were slightly apart and starting to turn blue. Her eyes were fluttering and her head was beginning to drop. Fascinated, I held onto her throat for another few seconds before finally letting go.


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