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KINKY GIRLS

8 TALES OF SMUT

Featuring stories from:

JT Holland

Hunter Monroe

Brock Landers

Misty Rose

Scotty Diggler

Taylor Jordan

Copyright 2018 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 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

DEPRAVED THREESOME BY JT HOLLAND

TEACHING HIM TO TAKE CHARGE BY HUNTER MONROE

PUNISHING THE NANNY BY BROCK LANDERS

DOMINATING THE HUNK DOWN THE HALL BY MISTY ROSE

AN AFFAIR WITH THE DEPRAVED NEIGHBOR BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

BANGING MY ROOMMATE’S BOYFRIEND BY MISTY ROSE

IN THE ASS ONLY BY JT HOLLAND

SEXY VENGEANCE BY TAYLOR JORDAN

 

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DEPRAVED THREESOME

THE ESCORT CHRONICLES: VOLUME THREE

JT HOLLAND

 

Eric is at the hotel where he always hooks up with Jasmine, relaxing on the couch in a bathrobe with a beer in his hand and watching SportsCenter when he hears a knock on the door.

Jasmine.

Even though he’s been seeing her regularly for a couple months now, butterflies of anticipation fill his stomach as he flips the TV off, sets the bottle on the end table, climbs off the couch and heads for the door.

He opens it without peeking, as usual, but gets quite a surprise.

Jasmine’s not alone.

Standing next to her is another girl. They’re wearing identical black strapless dresses that barely contain either of their bodies and black fuck-me pumps. But their outfits are pretty much the only thing they have in common.

The new girl is a couple inches shorter and not quite as skinny as Jasmine, with black hair to Jasmine’s blonde, pale skin to Jasmine’s bronze tan, and a pair of large, glorious tits to Jasmine’s small, perky ones. Her lips are fuller, her face is more rounded and she’s wearing more makeup than Jasmine.

They’re totally different from a physical standpoint; the new girl is more hard-edged and definitely sluttier-looking than Jasmine but as Eric evaluates them both, he realizes they have one more thing in common besides their outfits.

An important thing.

They’re both smokin’ hot.

“What do we have here?” he asks, deferring to Jasmine, not sure what the protocol is in this type of situation.

“Eric, this is my friend Tory.”

“Hello Tory.”

“Pleased to meet you, Eric,” Tory says, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek, European style.

“The pleasure is all mine,” Eric replies. His eyes are locked on her tits, which are threatening to spill out of her little dress.

“So are you going to invite us in or just stand there with your cock sticking out?” Jasmine asks, smiling like the devil.

Eric looks down and sees that his already hard cock is indeed sticking out of the folds of the bathrobe. Laughing, he covers himself up and steps aside, allowing the girls to enter.

“I’m going to go powder my nose,” Tory says, turning and heading towards the bathroom. She’s wearing a tiny black strapless dress that can barely contain her body.

Eric can’t take his eyes her big, bubbly ass working feverishly beneath her dress as she walks away from him.

“We’ll be waiting for you,” Jasmine replies as she sits down on the couch.

Tory disappears into the bathroom and Eric takes a seat in the lounge chair across from Jasmine. Leaning forward, he says. “What exactly is going on here?”

“Just what it looks like,” Jasmine says. “I brought a friend along to play with us this evening.”

“Just on a whim?”

“Pretty much,” she says. “I thought you’d enjoy having two girls at the same time. Was I wrong?”

“Not at all,” Eric says. “It’s just . . . I didn’t know this was going to happen and I don’t have enough cash on me to cover another girl.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Jasmine says. “It’s on me.”

“What?” he says with a laugh. “I don’t understand.”

“It’s simple,” she says. “I felt bad about taking your extra money last time with that bet at the end. So I gave it to Tory to come with me tonight.”

“Are you serious?”

“What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever heard of the hooker with a heart of gold?”

“Of course,” Eric says. “But I didn’t think they actually existed outside of the movies.”

“Well, they do,” Jasmine says. “Of course, if you prefer I could just tell her to leave.”

“No, no,” he says quickly. “I’m not complaining. I’m just surprised, that’s all.”

“And happy?” Jasmine asks.

“Very,” Eric replies.

“Good,” Jasmine says as Tory walks out of the bathroom and sits down next to her on the couch. “Then just sit back and enjoy the show. We’ll get to you in a little while.”

“If you insist,” Eric says. But he doesn’t sit back. He leans forward. He wants to get as good a look as possible at this.

Jasmine and Tory start going at it, passionately making out on the couch, bodies intertwined like a pair of snakes, tongues flicking in and out of each others mouths, hands exploring each others bodies, totally absorbed by each other.

It’s like Eric isn’t even in the room. Which is fine by him. He’s perfectly content to watch these two gorgeous women getting off on each other.

Jasmine pulls Tory’s dress down, revealing her large, amazing tits. She then starts moving down Tory’s body, licking and sucking and kissing Tory’s skin as she goes. She pauses at Tory’s tits and goes to work on them, jiggling and fondling and playing with them, sucking on the nipples while her hands continue down Tory’s stomach.

With her mouth still working Tory’s tits, Jasmine slides her friend’s dress up, revealing a nicely trimmed bush beneath, uninhibited by any panties. Jasmine slides a couple of fingers inside Tory’s pussy and starts working them in and out.

A short time later Tory pulls Jasmine’s head up towards hers and sticks her tongue in Jasmine’s mouth. They start making out with more urgency. Jasmine matches this intensity by banging Tory’s pussy with more aggression. 

Pretty soon Tory is pulling on Jasmine’s dress, revealing Jasmine’s tits. They aren’t nearly the size of Tory’s but they’re perky and shapely, and her nipples are a thing of beauty, a good half-inch long and almost always hard.

Tory grabs ahold of one of Jasmine’s nipples with her fingers and gives it a good pinch.

Jasmine utters a sharp gasp and returns the favor by sliding another finger inside Tory’s pussy.

Tory slaps down on Jasmine’s tit, eliciting another high-pitched gasp from Jasmine’s mouth.

She replies by slamming Tory even more aggressively, hammering her fingers in and out of Tory’s pussy.

Eric is watching the proceedings with a sense of awe and excitement that’s different than anything he’s ever experienced. To see two incredibly hot sluts going at it like this right in front of him is a dream come true. He doesn’t even care how long it takes for him to get involved; he’s perfectly content to watch these two go at it for as long as they want. His cock is rock-hard and not in any danger of wilting, even though he hasn’t so much as touched it since the proceedings started.

Tory moves her head down and attaches her lips to one of Jasmine’s tits. She’s sucking on Jasmine’s nipple, her tongue flicking it back and forth, while her free hand works Jasmine’s other tit, grabbing and groping and slapping it and rubbing the rock-hard nipple between her fingers.

Jasmine does all she can to keep up with Tory’s escalations. She sticks a fourth finger in Tory’s pussy and is slamming all of them in and out with everything she’s got, the muscles on her arm working feverishly as she bangs her dark-haired friend.

Both of the girls are sweating, both of them are breathing hard, both of their faces are fixed in that curious mixture of extreme pleasure and distress. Both look like they are ready to burst into orgasm but are holding off as best as they can, as if playing a game where the first one to cum loses. And from the looks of things, it’s a game they’ve played before. Many times, probably.

Which is fine by Eric. It doesn’t matter to him who loses; no matter how it ends up, he’s already a winner.

He watches as Jasmine and Tory’s game enters the final stages.

Tory has a hold of Jasmine’s nipple in between her teeth and bites down while simultaneously pulling on it, stretching Jasmine’s tit out as tight as a rubber band ready to snap back.

Jasmine tries to counter with another increase in the intensity in which she’s banging Tory’s pussy but she simply can’t keep pace.

With a desperate groan, Jasmine gives up, pulling her fingers from Tory’s pussy and transferring them to her own, yanking her dress up and rubbing desperately at her clit while her body shakes and shimmies and bucks in orgasm.

“Goddammit,” she moans as she settles down and catches her breath.

Tory releases her nipple and sits back in the couch, watching Jasmine and looking pleased with herself.

“I thought I had you that time,” Jasmine says, the smile on her face belying her disappointed tone.

“It’s never going to happen,” Tory replies, smiling back. She wiggles out of her dress and tosses it on the floor behind the couch, leaving her completely naked.

“One of these days it will,” Jasmine says as she too slips out of her dress and kicks it aside.

The way they’re talking lends credence to Eric’s belief that this is a game they’ve played before.

“Yeah, well maybe it will and maybe it won’t,” Tory says. “But it sure didn’t tonight. So it’s time to pay up. On your knees, slut.”

“If you insist,” Jasmine says in that same mock-disappointed tone. Again her wide smile betrays her true feelings as she slides onto the carpet and crawls on her hands and knees over to Tory, who’s sitting on the couch facing Eric with her legs spread open, her wet pussy wide and beckoning.

Jasmine crawls between Tory’s legs and starts licking her pussy.

“That’s a good girl,” Tory says, looking down at Jasmine. “Get that tongue in there. Don’t be shy. There you go. Lick my fucking pussy. That’s right. Stick that tongue in my snatch and go to town.”

Listening to Tory talk trash to Jasmine turns Eric on even more. He undoes his robe and begins to play with himself while alternating his focus between Jasmine’s ass sticking up in the air right in front of him and Tory, who has taken to sucking on her own nipples while Jasmine eats her out.

A few minutes ago he was content to just watch but now he’s itching to get involved. “Do you mind if I jump in?” he asks.

“Not at all,” Tory says after popping her nipple from her mouth. “In fact, I’d appreciate it. Jasmine eats pussy better with a cock inside her.” She grabs a handful of Jasmine’s hair and yanks her head up. “Isn’t that right you filthy little slut?”

Jasmine nods vigorously. Tory gives her a little smack in the face and shoves her head back down so she can go back to work.  

“Then I’d be glad to help you out,” Eric says. He slides off the chair and down to his knees and sidles up to Jasmine’s glorious body. He spreads her legs and scoots closer to her, his cock now resting on top of her perfect, tight little ass. He grabs ahold of his cock and smacks her ass with it a couple of times, then slides it into her wet, gaping pussy.

Jasmine moans, pulling her mouth off of Tory’s pussy as she does so.

“Don’t stop just because you have a cock inside you,” Tory says, looking down at Jasmine. “You know better than that.”

“I’m sorry,” Jasmine says. She drops her head back down and goes back to work on Tory’s pussy while Eric pumps his cock in and out of her, fucking her with long, slow strokes.

“That’s better,” Tory says, throwing her legs up in the air, giving Jasmine easier access to her pussy. She glances up at Eric and smiles and gives him a wink. She’s clearly having fun.

And so is he. With his cock in Jasmine’s pussy while she eats out another hot slut, how could he not be? He starts pumping Jasmine aggressively, slamming into her harder and more quickly, giving her more of his cock with every thrust.

This time Jasmine’s moans are muffled by Tory’s pussy. She’s learned her lesson.

“That’s right,” Tory says, her hands on the back of Jasmine’s head, pulling her closer, jamming her face into Tory’s snatch. “Just like that. Eat that fucking pussy you little slut.”

Slurping sounds join the cacophony of moans and grunts and the sounds of skin slapping together to create a symphony of sex.

“Fuck her harder,” Tory says, her eyes locked on Eric’s. “Give it to her like you mean it. Like you’re trying to break her in half.”

So Eric does just that, slamming into Jasmine with every ounce of his being, his hips bouncing of her ass and his sack slapping up against the underside of her pussy as his cock goes balls deep into her.

Jasmine’s moans turn higher-pitched and a full octave louder. She tries to lift her head to catch her breath but Tory’s having none of it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Tory says, grabbing Jasmine’s head and holding it in place, attached to her pussy. “I didn’t say you could come up for air.”

Watching Tory dominate Jasmine inspires Eric to get in on the act. Keeping his cock inside Jasmine’s pussy, he climbs to his feet and slides them toward the couch until he’s hovering over her, his legs outside of her body, giving him more leverage to pound her pussy. Squatting over her, Eric fucks Jasmine with reckless abandon, his hands on the back of her head, shoving her face into Tory’s pussy while he pummels her.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Tory says. With her hands now free, she slides one down her stomach and goes to town on her clit while the other starts working her breast, rubbing and groping and slapping it. 

Eric can hear Jasmine screaming into Tory’s pussy while moving her head around, fighting for breath, but he doesn’t let up on the pressure, figuring if she’s able to make this much noise and fight this hard she’s not in any real distress.

Now Tory’s voice joins the fray, her rapidly more animalistic groans signaling that her journey towards orgasm is nearly complete. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” she says, her voice deeper and more guttural than Jasmine’s higher-pitched, more girlish screams. Her face is fixed in a scowl of determination as she feverishly works her clit, her hand moving up and down like a piston.

And then Tory lets out one final deep growl and her body tenses for a moment and then lets go, her legs quivering and shaking for a moment before falling still.

Eric slams his cock into Jasmine one last time and holds it there, deep in her pussy, then uses her hair to lift her head and pull it back towards him.

Jasmine takes a few deep, gasping breaths before Tory is on top of her, leaning forward to lick her pussy juices off of Jasmine’s face. Once that’s done, they make out while Eric watches from just above them, looking down, his cock still inside Jasmine but not moving against her.

“What do you think?” Tory asks Jasmine after they break off their kiss. “Do you feel like sucking some cock?”

“Always,” Jasmine replies, twisting her upper body around so she’s facing Eric.

“How do you feel about that?” Tory says to Eric.

“Sounds like a great idea to me,” he replies with a smile.

“I thought it might,” Tory says.

She grabs a handful of Eric’s hair and pulls him off Jasmine, standing him up. Then she drops to her knees and joins Jasmine, who has turned to face Eric.

Now he’s standing over both Jasmine and Tory, looking down on them as they start kissing inches away from his cock, their tongues moving inside each other’s mouths, filling him with anticipation of what’s to come.

Jasmine breaks off the kiss and turns her mouth towards Eric’s cock. She slips the tip of it into her mouth and starts sucking. Meanwhile, Tory has shifted her body so she’s facing sideways, her mouth perpendicular to his cock. While Jasmine sucks on the head of his cock Tory slides her lips up and down his shaft, leaving it glossy with spit in their wake.

Pretty soon Jasmine joins her, turning so she’s facing Tory on the other side of  Eric’s cock. She too starts running her lips up and down his shaft, both of the girls working in unison, both looking up at him while they coat his cock with saliva.

They pause for a moment, each halfway down his cock, their lips touching, their tongues flicking against each other on the underside of his cock as they make out while his cock is fixed between them.

Tory is the one to break this up, moving her body back around so she’s facing his cock head-on. Maintaining eye contact the whole time, she takes his cock in her mouth and begins to blow him proper.

Jasmine meanwhile slips in between them and slides down until she’s underneath Eric’s body. She plays with his balls for a few seconds then takes them both in her mouth, sucking on them and jiggling them around with her tongue while Tory continues blowing him.

Gagging sounds come from Tory’s mouth as she pumps his cock, taking it all the way down her throat with every thrust, her hair flying everywhere while her head moves back and forth against him. And then she’s holding Eric’s cock in her throat, all the way down, deepthroating him, her nose pressed up against his stomach.

At the same time, Jasmine is pulling down on his sack, his balls in her mouth, tightening his skin and seriously increasing his sensitivity.

“Holy fuck,” Eric moans. He’s not sure how much longer he can take both girls working his cock so aggressively.

Luckily, the girls seem to sense the same thing, as Tory pulls her mouth off his cock just as Jasmine pops his balls from her mouth.

Giggling, they swap spit for a few seconds, making out right beneath his cock while he looks down, shaking his head in amazement, a smile fixed upon his lips.

“Okay, enough of the bullshit,” Jasmine says, standing up. “It’s my turn to take charge.” She grabs a handful of Tory’s hair and hauls her to her feet, just to shove her down onto the couch. Tory sprawls onto it, lengthwise, lying on her back.

Pointing her finger at Tory, Jasmine says, “You, grab your ankles and pull your legs up by your head.”

Tory nods and does as she’s told without hesitation. Her entire attitude has flipped, just like that, from dominant to submissive. Her eyes are wide and her face is fixed in an expression of deference.

Jasmine turns so she’s facing Tory’s pussy, climbs onto the couch, positions herself directly over Tory’s face, and sits down, dropping her pussy right onto Tory’s mouth. Then she turns and points to Eric. “You, come over her and start fucking her.”

Smiling, Eric does as he’s told too, finding that being ordered around by Jasmine exponentially increases his excitement level.

He positions one of his knees on the couch and slips his cock into Tory’s waiting, gaping, dripping wet pussy. It slides in without resistance.

Eric gives Tory his whole cock, pushing it all the way inside her, balls deep. Tory’s pussy is snug, tighter than Jasmine’s but not too tight that he’s in danger of cumming anytime soon. And it’s so wet and slippery that Eric only has to pump it a few times before it loosens up enough for him to start slamming into her.

And slam Tory he does, giving it to her more aggressively with every thrust.

Jasmine has a hold of Tory’s ankles and is holding them up near her shoulders, tilting Tory’s body upward so that Eric’s cock rubs against her clit with every pump.

Tory is making a ton of noise but most of it is muffled by Jasmine’s pussy.

Jasmine isn’t exactly being quiet either, but her moans are softer, more subdued, as she grinds her pussy into Tory’s face.

“Give it to her, Eric,” Jasmine says, her eyes locked on his. “Give it to her good. Fuck that filthy little slut with everything you’ve got.”

So he does, shifting his body to get more leverage and hammering Tory with all the energy he can muster. He grabs onto her amazing tits and gropes them while he fucks her, heightening not only his excitement but apparently Tory’s too, as another round of screaming escapes from underneath Jasmine’s pussy.

“There you go,” Jasmine says as Eric continues fucking Tory.

Jasmine reaches back and grabs ahold of Tory’s head and pulls her face upwards, smashing it into her pussy and holding it there, muffing Tory’s cries even further. Jasmine’s head turns towards the ceiling and her eyes eyelids flutter and a short, deep moan escapes from her throat as she rides the wave of orgasm.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” she says, releasing Tory’s head, once again allowing her dark-haired friend to breathe.

Figuring they’re about to switch positions again, Eric stops moving against Tory for the moment. Leaving his cock inside her, he bends down and goes to work on Tory’s tits, licking and sucking and biting on her nipples.

 But Jasmine doesn’t leave her perch upon Tory’s face. She grabs a handful of Eric’s hair and lifts his head so their faces are mere centimeters apart. She sticks her tongue in Eric’s mouth and explores the inside for a moment, then breaks off the kiss.

“Bring your cock up here,” she says. “I want to taste Tory’s pussy.”

Using the back of the couch for support, Eric climbs to his feet, standing on the cushions.

Jasmine grabs ahold of his cock (which is gleaming from Tory’s pussy) and slides it into her mouth. She sucks his cock, cleaning it of Tory’s juices, her hand and mouth working in unison as she takes his cock all the way down her throat.

Eric looks down at Jasmine. Something about the ways she’s looking at him while  deepthroating him and sitting on Tory’s face combined with Tory’s perfect tits visible below Jasmine lithe, tight body causes him to almost lose his load.

He quickly pulls his cock out of Jasmine’s mouth and holds it tight, right at the base, hoping to stave off cumming at least for a little while longer.

Jasmine is looking up at him with an amused little smile on her face. She’s knows exactly what just happened.

“Close call?” she says, more to rib him about it than anything else.

“Real close,” Eric says. He takes a deep breath and holds it for a moment, then lets it out. The moment passes.

“Better now?” Jasmine asks.

“Much,” he replies.

Jasmine doesn’t waste any time. She spits on his cock and starts jerking him off, her eyes still locked on his. “So, do you like Tory’s tits?” she asks.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to fuck them?”

He nods.

Jasmine wraps her lips around his cock and slams it into her mouth a few times until she’s gagging on it. Then she pulls her mouth off his cock, positions her head directly over Tory’s chest and lets the gathered spit drip from her mouth right onto Tory’s tits, creating a little reservoir of saliva between the two of them.

“There you go,” Jasmine says. “Have fun with them. But don’t cum yet. I need your cock inside me again before the night’s done.”

Smiling, Eric gives Jasmine a little peck on the cheek and then drops down, straddling Tory’s chest, one leg on each side. His raging cock is sitting in the slot directly between Tory’s two perfect tits, as if they were created specifically to house a cock between them.

Tory been in this situation many times before; she knows exactly what’s going on. She presses her tits together without being told, making his cock disappear behind them.

Eric starts pumping his hips forward and back, watching as the tip of his cock pops out from behind Tory’s tits at the top of every thrust. Jasmine’s saliva serving as a perfect lubricant, slick enough to allow his cock to glide along Tory’s skin without catching but not so slick that he slips out the top.

Tory’s tits are perfect for fucking, soft but firm. Eric hasn’t been riding them for long when he feels an orgasm building once again. But he’s got some time still before it’s imminent, and he’s enjoying titty-fucking Tory so much that he doesn’t want to stop. He’s just getting into a good rhythm when Jasmine grabs his chins and lifts it up so he’s looking at her. She sticks her tongue in his mouth and they start making out.

This nearly causes Eric’s system to overload and he quickly pulls back, disconnecting his mouth from Jasmine and his cock from Tory.

“Another close call?” Jasmine says. “Already?”

“What can I say? It felt good.”

“It must have,” Jasmine says, shifting her body so she’s lying on top of Tory, her head right above Tory’s pussy. “Why don’t you sit back for a bit, try to get a hold of yourself.”

“What about you two?” Eric says.

“Oh, I think we can keep ourselves busy for a little while,” Jasmine says. She sticks two fingers in her mouth and rubs them along her tongue. Then she pulls them out of her mouth and slides them into Tory’s pussy. “Right, Tory?”

Tory grunts in assent, her mouth still full of Jasmine’s pussy.

Smiling, her eyes filled with mischief and excitement, Jasmine drops her head and starts licking Tory’s clit while she works her fingers in and out of her dark-haired friends pussy.

Eric sits back on the couch, makes himself comfortable, and watches the show.

It isn’t long before he’s rearing to go again. As much as he enjoys watching Tory and Jasmine going at it (and he does enjoy it) he’s simply too wound up to only watch at this point.

So he climbs onto his knees and scoots forward towards Jasmine’s head, which is bent down, still licking Tory’s pussy.

Eric grabs Jasmine’s head, lifting it up, and sticks his cock in her mouth, face-fucking her while she continues to slam her fingers into Tory’s pussy.

After a few pumps, he pulls his cock out of Jasmine’s mouth, yanks her fingers from Tory’s pussy, and replaces them with his cock.

He starts to hammer his cock into Tory while Jasmine goes back to work licking Tory’s clit.

A short time later, Eric pulls his cock from Tory’s pussy, lifts Jasmine’s head back up, and again sticks his cock in her mouth.

He continues following this pattern, fucking Tory for a few seconds before sticking his cock into Jasmine’s mouth so she can suck off all of her dark-haired friends juices, then slamming his cock back into Tory for a few more pumps before having Jasmine blow him some more.

The short amount of time spent in each girl’s hole allows him to stay well away from approaching orgasm, despite the depravity of what he’s doing to them. There simply isn’t enough consistent pressure to worry about cumming.

After a couple minutes of this, Jasmine decides to switch things up. She pushes Eric back onto the couch, turns around, grabs ahold of Tory’s hair, and drags her to the other side of the couch so both girls are in between Eric’s legs, which are spread wide.

Jasmine takes his cock in her mouth while Tory works his balls, both licking and sucking and slobbering all over him, giving him by far the wettest, sloppiest blow job he’s ever received.

At one point, Jasmine takes his whole cock in her mouth at the same time as Tory swallows his entire sack. As Eric watches on intently, their lips get closer and closer until they finally meet. They spend a moment touching each other, each with a mouthful of Eric inside them.

Then Jasmine coughs and pulls off his cock, sending a stream of saliva down his shaft and into Tory’s waiting mouth, which has by now released his balls. 

The girls take a moment to swap spit with each other before switching things up, Tory attacking his cock while Jasmine takes a turn on his underside.

Jasmine sucks on his balls for a few seconds, then grabs his leg and pushes it up and to the side, draping it over the back of the couch and lifting his asshole off the couch.

While Tory continues bobbing her head up and down on his cock, sucking it like the pro she is, Jasmine goes to work on Eric’s asshole, licking and tonguing it with the zeal of a true slut.

“Holy fucking shit,” he moans, eliciting a satisfied smile from Tory. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and shakes his head quickly from side-to-side, trying desperately to take his mind off the nastiness going on.

“Don’t even think about cumming yet,” Jasmine says. “You still have to fuck me again before this night is up.”

“Then you’d better climb on top of me soon,” Eric replies. “Because I don’t think I can take too much more of this.”

Laughing, Jasmine says, “If you insist.” She slaps Tory on the ass. “I think Eric needs a good facesitting. How about you?”

“Hell yeah,” Tory says after popping his cock from her mouth. She climbs up Eric’s body, slips one leg on each side of his head, spreads her ass cheeks apart, and sits right down on his face, smothering him.

Eric’s tongue flicks in and out of her pussy, pushing and probing around blindly while he takes what little breaths he can from the tiny packets of air created as Tory moves in a circular motion on his face.

Down below, Jasmine has a tight hold on his cock and she seems to be slapping it up against her face. The pressure is relieved slightly as she slides it into her pussy, but it quickly reappears as she bounces up and down on his cock, her body tilted back, forcing his cock into an unnatural position, facing slightly away from his body.

But Eric attention is quickly diverted when Tory starts grinding on his face, pushing down with real force, completely smothering him and making it almost impossible to breathe. He realizes one of the great benefits of having one girl sitting on his face while another fucks him; the combination of sensations is so overwhelming that he’s not really in any danger of cumming despite how excited he is. There’s simply too much going on.

“Stick your tongue out so I can ride it,” Tory says, sitting up just enough that she can see his face and giving him a chance to breathe.

Eric willingly does as he’s told.

“That’s a good boy,” Tory says, dropping back down onto his face with all her weight and moving her hips back and forth against his face, forcing his tongue deeper and deeper inside her pussy as she rides his tongue. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

Meanwhile, Jasmine has shifted her position and is now doing some serious riding of her own, driving her pelvis into his hips, slamming down onto him, impaling herself on his cock.

Time stretches like taffy as both girls work him feverishly, pummeling and abusing his body, blurring the line between pleasure and pain until he’s so overwhelmed that everything becomes a blur.

At some point, the girls must have switched places, as Eric realizes Jasmine is sitting on his face while Tory bounces on his cock.

Jasmine grinds her pussy against his face, moving it up and down, back and forth, putting her whole weight on him and only letting up right before he’s about to pass out. She rides his tongue with her pussy, then her asshole, then she’s bent over and making out with him, giving him a precious breath of fresh air, but then she flips around and sits on his face again, this time facing Tory, so that Eric’s nose is pressing up against her asshole while his mouth is smashed up against her pussy.

Eric feels like he’s been swallowed whole by Jasmine’s pussy, that his entire head is inside her, that’s he’s somehow swimming in her pussy juices, breathing them in like a fish breathes in water. He can feel Tory pounding away on his cock but the sensation is muted, far away, in another world almost. The sounds of the girls moaning and groaning and screaming are all muffled, like they’re all underwater.

So this is what it’s like to lose yourself, he thinks, and then things start to go gray.

The next thing Eric knows, he’s breathing in deep, gasping gulps and the world explodes back into focus. Jasmine is still sitting on his face but not putting all her weight on him, giving him plenty of air to breathe. Tory is still riding his cock as aggressively as ever.

Not much as changed on the surface, but inside him, everything has changed. Where before there was so much sensation that he was practically numb to it, now things have swung completely in the other direction. He is hyper-sensitive, his body tingling, signing to him. He feels like he’s going to jump out of his skin. 

Eric isn’t exactly sure what just happened but he does know one thing for sure; he’s going to cum, and soon. There’s no way around it. So he lifts Jasmine off his face long enough to say so aloud.

He’s expecting Tory to jump off him at this point, but instead she just leans forward and puts her hands on his chest continues riding him like she didn’t heard what he said. But that’s impossible. She had to have heard him. Maybe she just didn’t care. He’s not sure if he should say it again.

“It’s okay,” Jasmine says, as if reading his mind. She’s completely climbed off the couch and is standing over him, her head hovering right above his as she tenderly strokes the side of his face with her fingers. “Just cum right inside her pussy. She doesn’t mind. Do you Tory?”

Tory shakes her head and continues hammering her pussy down into him. She’s biting down on her bottom lip and breathing hard and staring directly at him, her tits bouncing and flopping up and down right in front of his face.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” Eric says under his breath, drawing the word out while his body stiffens for one excruciating moment before releasing all the tension gathered over the course of the last hour in a series of electric spasms. His body bucks and shudders as he shoots his load up into Tory’s pussy, who continues riding him (although more gently than before) until his cock has expended every last ounce of its bounty.

Eric is still trying in the process of recovering from his orgasm when Tory says “You’ve done good. But we still have one little trick up our sleeves.”

“What’s that?” Eric says.

“You’ll see,” Jasmine replies as she walks past him.

As Eric watches Jasmine climbs up onto the couch and lies down, her back to the cushions, her head to the ceiling. Her head is between his legs, right about even with his knees.

Smiling like the devil, Tory climbs off him and backs her ass up so it’s directly above Jasmine’s face. With her eyes still locked on Eric, she squats down until her pussy is almost touching Jasmine’s mouth and sticks two fingers inside her pussy.

A little shiver runs through Eric’s body as he realizes what these two dirty sluts are doing. He watches intently as Tory’s finishes digging around inside her pussy and slides her fingers back out.

A couple seconds later a river of his sperm is dripping out of Tory’s pussy and into Jasmine’s waiting, open mouth.

Tory squeezes out a few more drops then helps Jasmine into a sitting position. Tory then turns her head to the ceiling and Jasmine lets Eric’s cum drip from her mouth to Tory’s.

Eric watches with amazement as they swap his sperm back and forth a couple more times then make out for a good thirty seconds before Jasmine finally throws her head back and swallows his load in one gulp.

He starts to clap. He just can’t help himself. “Very impressive,” he says.

“You like that?” Jasmine replies. She’s sitting back on the couch. Tory’s head is lying on her lap. Both girls are smiling.

“I fucking love it,” Eric says.

“Do you think it’s something you’d like to do again one of these days?” Jasmine says.

“I know it is.”

“That’s good to hear,” Tory says. “Because I had a good time.”

“I told you,” Jasmine says, turning towards her.

“Yes you did,” Tory replies.

“She told you what?” Eric asks.

“That you knew what you were doing,” Tory says. “I was skeptical, based on the habits of the men we usually service in this business, but she was right. You’re pretty damn good in the sack.”

Eric drops his eyes. He’s never been good at receiving compliments. “Thanks,” he says awkwardly.

“Oh, and shy too,” Tory says. “I never would have guessed that.”

“I told you he was different,” Jasmine says.

“You did indeed.”

“Okay, cut it out,” Eric says. He can feel his face turning red. Why he’s embarrassed now, after what they did that night, is beyond him. But he is.

“All right, all right,” Tory says. “I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable. I was just trying to be nice.”

“I know,” Eric says. “And thank you. You’re not too bad in the sack yourself.”

Tory and Jasmine start laughing. Eric joins in.

“Why thank you,” Tory says once the laughter dies down. “I aim to please.”

“I’m so glad this worked out,” Jasmine says. And you want to know the best part? The more comfortable we get with each other, the better the sex will be.”

“I didn’t realize it could get any better,” Eric replies, only half-joking.

“Of course it can,” Tory says. “Tonight was only a primer. Next time we get together, things are going to get even freakier.”

He can feel his dick getting hard again just thinking about what other possibilities the girls had in store. “Even freakier than tonight?”

“Hell yes,” Jasmine says. “Imagine what we do together, multiplied by two. Maybe even three.”

“Or four,” Tory says. “Depending on how much you can handle, of course.”

“Oh, I think he can handle quite a bit,” Jasmine says. “Right, Eric?”

“I guess we’ll just have to find out,” he replies. “In fact, if you don’t have any other plans for the night . . .”

Jasmine shoots him a surprised look. “You want to go again?”

“Sure. Why not?”

“Do you have it in you?” Tory says.

“Not right this moment,” he says. “But if you girls want to jump in the shower, I’ll go hit an ATM and grab a couple bottles of wine. After I get a few drinks in me I’ll be as good as new.”

Jasmine looks at Tory. “Well, what do you think?”

“It’s fine with me,” Tory says. “I don’t have anywhere else to be tonight.”

“Neither do I,” Jasmine says. She turns back to Eric. “Are you sure this is what you want to do?”

“I’m positive,” he says.

Jasmines smiles. “Then I guess we’ll see you in a little while.”

 

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TEACHING HIM TO TAKE CHARGE

THE SEXUAL EDUCATION OF A YOUNG MAN: VOLUME TWO

HUNTER MONROE

 

Matthew stood at Danielle’s front door at precisely noon, his cock already hard just from thinking about what was waiting for him inside the house.

The previous 24 hours had been the longest of his life; from the moment he’d left Danielle’s house the day before he’d been thinking about her. Shortly after arriving home he’d gone into his bedroom and immediately started playing with himself. His cock was caked with her juices and all it took was a little bit of spit on his hand and his cock was slick as hell within seconds.

Eyes closed, his mind focused on reliving what they’d just done together, Matthew jerked off. He could picture Danielle in his mind’s eye with ease; the dark black hair cascading down, framing her gorgeous face, that tanned skin, those insane tits, her ridiculously long and sculptured legs. And her wet, perfect little pussy. That  most of all.

It hadn’t taken him long to cum, squirting his seed all over his bed sheets no more than a minute after starting. Including his time with Danielle he’d cum three times already on the day and he was sure there were a few more to go. He just had to make sure he saved some juice for the day after. According to Danielle it was only going to get better as they went on.

This anticipation was what fueled his cock on this, the second day of his sexual education. He had no idea what to expect from Danielle but had to think it was going to be even crazier than the day before, which had been pretty crazy indeed.

Matthew rang the doorbell and took a step back. He could feel a big, stupid smile on his face but he didn’t even bother trying to wipe it off. He knew it wouldn’t be going anywhere no matter what. He was just too happy.

Danielle answered the door in a tiny little black dress that not only took Matthew’s breath away, but simultaneously made him feel spectacularly underdressed in his collared shirt and khaki shorts. He could only stand and stare at her.

The dress played up Danielle’s sexiness to the max; her tits were spilling out, her legs seemed to go on forever, and the 3-inch heels she wore nearly brought her up to Matthew’s height. With her silky dark hair flowing down over shoulders and the not-very-subtle makeup job she looked totally different than she had the day before. Just as hot, only in a slightly different way. Less elegant and more slutty.

“So what do you think?” Danielle asked, spinning in place so Matthew could get a good look at her ass.

“I think I’m gonna cream my pants right here and now,” he said.

Laughing, Danielle took his hand and ushered him in. She led him past the couch and towards the stairs, looking back to flash him a smile every once in a while.

Matthew’s eyes were locked onto Danielle’s ass working beneath her skimpy little dress as she made her way up the stairs ahead of him. It was all he could do to keep himself from reaching out and grabbing her ass cheeks. Or sticking his head between them. They were that inviting.

Once they reached the top of the stairs, she led him down the hall, stopping at the first door on the right. Opening the door, she ushered him inside the room.

It was an enormous master bedroom, complete with couches and a lounge chair surrounding a large-scaled entertainment system that included an 80-inch flatscreen and floor speakers that were almost as big as he was. Next to the TV was a fully stocked bar. On the other side of the room was a huge bathroom with a double-headed shower and a jacuzzi tub. A king-sized bed sat in the corner, buffered by a pair of dressers.

“So what’s on tap for today?” Matthew asked after taking it all in.

“Today I’m going to get a taste of your overall abilities,” Danielle said. “Sort of a baseline test, to see where you need improvement. The first part will be a questionnaire.”

“Sounds like fun,” Matthew said sarcastically.

“It’s not designed to be,” she said. “But it will be informative for me. And don’t worry, the second part will be more hands-on. But that will come later. For now, follow me.”

Danielle turned and headed towards the entertainment area. Matthew followed like a dog at heel. He would follow that ass anywhere without any hesitation.

When they arrived at the other side of the room Danielle motioned towards the couch. “Lie down and make yourself comfortable.” She pointed at the side opposite the lounge chair, where a pillow was sitting. “Put your head over there.”

Matthew did as he was told. The couch was dark leather and plush. Soft as hell. As was the pillow. He got comfortable quite easily.

Danielle walked over towards the entertainment center. She pulled a clipboard and a ball-point pen off one of the shelves, then picked up a pair of black-rimmed glasses and put them on. When she turned to face Matthew again, his heart fluttered in his chest and his cock got a little bit harder.

Danielle saw the look on his face and smiled. “You like the glasses, huh?”

Matthew nodded vigorously.

“Yeah, most guys do. That whole slutty librarian thing.”

“Exactly,” Matthew said.

She walked back towards him and sat down in the lounge chair down by his feet. Danielle crossed her legs, forcing her skirt to ride up her leg, drawing his attention. He could almost see up her skirt. Almost, but not quite.

A few seconds later Matthew realized that Danielle was watching him watch her. He lifted his head slightly, pausing just for a moment at her glorious tits—which were hanging out of her dress even more because of the position she was in—and settled in on her face. Once their eyes were once again locked, she resumed talking.

“As I was saying earlier,” she continued, “Based on yesterday, we know some of your general strengths and weaknesses. First of all, you have a very nice cock. Big but not too huge, plus it gets real hard, which is always a bonus. Second, you know how to use it. You’re not a pro by any means but you’re not an amateur either. Third, you can go multiple times in one day, which is always nice. And even nicer still is the fact that you don’t need a whole lot of time in between sessions before you’re ready to go. Also, you seem to actually be a pretty nice guy, which is great, and even though you’re a little shy, you’re not scared. All in all a pretty damn good place to start. As for areas that need general improvement: Stamina, for one. Confidence for another. And I’m sure we’ll have to make you more adventurous in bed. But those will come in time. What I need to find out today is some more specific things.”

“Like what?”

“Well, for example, how well do you eat pussy?”

“Are you asking me?”

Danielle nodded.

Matthew shrugged. “I don’t really know. I’ve done it a couple of times, and the feedback I got was pretty good, but I doubt if the girls I was doing it too really knew the difference between good and bad head. I think they were just excited to have someone that was willing to do that to them.”

“Was it your idea or theirs?”

“It was mine with one, the other was theirs.”

“Did you like it?”

Matthew’s face went red.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Danielle said. “Just answer it truthfully.”

“Actually I kind of did,” Matthew said. “It wasn’t my absolute favorite thing to do, but it was pretty fun.”

“Trust me, that’s a good thing,” Danielle said. “There is a serious dearth of men who eat good pussy, and even fewer that actually enjoy it. But as long as you enjoy it, I can teach you how to do it properly.”

For some reason this made Matthew blush even more.

“Moving on,” Danielle said. “Answer quickly, without thinking too much. And don’t worry about what this means, I’m just trying to get an idea of what you have and haven’t done. So I know where we stand.”

“Okay.”

“Good, then let’s get started. Ready?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever licked someone’s asshole.”

Matthew shook his head, his embarrassment deepening. But Danielle didn’t seem to notice. And if she did notice she didn’t dwell on it. She simply made a mark on the paper attached to the clipboard and moved on.

“Ever had your asshole licked?” she asked, her eyes looking up from the clipboard for a moment to read his expression.

He shook his head again.

“Given anal sex?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

A pause, then Matthew answered, “Yes.”

Danielle wrote something down.

“Received anal sex?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

“Not particularly.”

Again she paused, perhaps lending more credence to his not-so adamant denial than he’d meant to convey. But he didn’t have time to elaborate. Danielle was asking the questions more quickly now, rapid-fire style, which lessened Matthew’s sense of embarrassment considerably despite the nature of the questions but didn’t leave any room for discussion.

“Have you ever stuck your finger in someone’s asshole?” she asked.

“No.”

“Had someone stick their finger in your asshole?”

“No.”

“Does that make you uncomfortable to think about a girl playing with your asshole?”

“A little bit.”

“Why? Because it seems gay to you?”

“Not really,” he said. “It’s just something  that doesn’t seem like it would feel very good.”

“I see,” Danielle said, writing this down. Then, looking up at him, she asked: “What if you were assured that it did. Would you be open to trying it then?”

He shrugged. “Sure. I guess.”

Danielle made another note on her clipboard. 

“Double-teamed a girl.”

“No.”

“Been with two or more girls at the same time.”

“No.”

“Have you ever peed on a girl?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

Matthew laughed softly and shook his head. “No.” He noticed Danielle was no longer even looking at her clipboard. Her eyes were locked onto his face.

“Ever had your balls sucked on?”

“Yes.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes. Very much.”

“What about deepthroated?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever tied a girl up?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

“Yes.”

“Been tied up?”

“No.”

“Wanted to?”

A minor hesitation, then, “Yes.”

“Interesting,” Danielle said. “Just a few more and we’ll be done. For now, at least.”

Matthew nodded in understanding.

“Before yesterday, how many girls had you fucked?”

“Seven.”

“How many did you cum inside?”

“Five.”

“On their stomach or tits?”

“Three.”

“On their face?”

“None.”

“Did you want to?”

“Yes.”

“What about in their mouth?”

“None.”

“Did you want to?”

“Yes.”

“Did you titty-fuck any of them?”

“No.”

“Did you want to?”

“A couple them, yes.”

“Did any of them ever sit on your face?”

“No.”

“Did you want any of them to?”

“It never crossed my mind.”

“Is that something you’d object to?”

Matthew paused as he thought about it for a moment. “No.”

“Did you ever get rough with any of them?”

“No.”

“Did you want to?”

“Yes. With a couple of them.”

“How many?”

“Two. No, make that three.”

“Did any of them ever get rough with you?”

“No. But one liked to take charge.”

“Did you like that?”

“Yes. Sometimes, at least.”

“Have you ever fucked a stranger?”

“No.”

“Have you ever wanted to?”

“Yes.”

“Well, that’s about it,” Danielle said, setting the clipboard and pen on her lap. “One last question and then we’re done.”

“Okay.”

“Was this awkward for you?”

“A little at first. But by the end, no.”

“That’s good to hear,” Danielle said. She set the clipboard on the stand next to her chair and started to take off the glasses.

“Do you mind keeping those on?” Matthew asked.

“You like them that much, huh?”

He nodded.

“Do you want me to suck your cock with them on?”

He nodded more vigorously.

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

“Anything.”

“You said you’ve eaten pussy a couple times before, right?”

“Yeah.”

“And that you thought you were pretty good at it.”

“That’s what I was told.”

“But more importantly, you enjoyed it, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Then come on over here and show me what you’ve got,” Danielle said, pulling the bottom half of her dress up over her waist and spreading her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth, recently shaved. And glistening. Apparently the questions had excited her as much as they had excited Matthew.

He practically leapt off the couch and was on his knees in front of Danielle within seconds. He looked up at her expectantly, awaiting instructions.

“This is all you,” Danielle said. “I’m not going to give you any direction. I want to see what kind of skills you have.”

Matthew nodded, then took a deep breath, grabbed ahold of her thighs, spread them slightly and pressed his face between her legs. He went to work on her shaved, incredibly smooth pussy, starting off slowly, licking the outside of her pussy lips, tasting her tangy sweetness on the tip of his tongue.

He glanced up to see how she was reacting and saw her looking down at him, watching him carefully, a little smile perched on her lips. She definitely looked happy but not ecstatic, so he figured he needed to turn things up a notch bit. Returning his attention back to her pussy, he changed his approach.

Matthew stuck his tongue out and ran it up her pussy, starting at the bottom of her snatch and slowly moving it up to the top, lapping at it like a kitten drinking milk. Danielle started to moan softly so he increased his speed, licking more quickly now, his rigid tongue slipping deeper and deeper into her silky smooth insides with every pass.

He ventured another glance up and saw that Danielle’s eyes were closed and her head turned slightly towards the ceiling. The look on her face plus the increased sounds of pleasure coming from her mouth excited Matthew. He could feel his cock pressing painfully against his pants. He was enjoying this more than he’d ever thought possible.

Danielle’s juices were gushing, drenching Matthew’s face, inciting him further. Feeling adventurous, Matthew grabbed Danielle’s legs, pushed them back further, giving him better access to her pussy. Then he took a deep breath and buried his head in between Danielle’s legs, smashing his face up against her flesh, forcing his tongue deeper inside her dripping wet pussy.

Danielle let out an excited little yelp, followed by a deep, pleasurable groan. Matthew shook his head back and forth quickly, further covering his face in her juices. He backed off for just a second to catch his breath.

He looked up at Danielle and saw that she had pulled her dress down, exposing her glorious tits, and was groping them with both her hands. Happy and proud and excited all at the same time, he dove back between her legs once again.

“Holy fuck,” Danielle moaned as Matthew went back to work on her pussy, digging his tongue in as deep as he could get it. “Right there, Matthew. Right fucking there.”

Danielle grabbed the back of Matthew’s head with both hands and pulled him further up inside her, holding his face up against her flesh, her pussy opening up even more, allowing him deeper access to her insides.

Matthew breathed Danielle in, her wet, musky, tangy sweetness his only nourishment while she moved her body against his face, sliding her pussy up and down on his rigid tongue, riding his face, her legs quivering as she approached orgasm.

And then she was there, her body tensing up for a moment before relaxing, an intense moan coming from her mouth as her pussy juices flowed out of her, soaking Matthew even further.

Danielle released his head, allowing him to breathe properly. He did so in gasping breaths, a big smile on his face while he looked up at Danielle, her nipples hard and her tits glistening with sweat as her chest heaved. Her hair was messed up and it hung down over her face, covering half of it. Her eyes were locked on his and her mouth was turned up in a satisfied smile.

“Well, what did you think?” Matthew asked, his own grin threatening to split his face in two.

“I have to admit, I’m pleasantly surprised,” Danielle said. “You were pretty damn good down there. A hell of a lot better than most men. And even some women.”

“Thanks,” Matthew replied, starting to blush once again.

Danielle laughed. “Still embarrassed, huh?”

“Not by what I did,” Matthew said. “But hearing it come from your mouth. For some reason that still has a strange effect on me.”

“Don’t fret it,” Danielle said. “I think it’s cute.”

This just caused Matthew to blush even more, which made Danielle laugh louder.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Matthew said.

“What? Tried to embarrass you more?”

He nodded.

Danielle shrugged. Her smirk was predatory. “Maybe just a little. But enough talk. It’s time to repay your generosity.”

She climbed out of the chair and helped Matthew to his feet, then spun him around and dropped him down into the spot she’d just been in.

With her skimpy little dress still bundled around her waist and the black-rimmed glasses still on her face, Danielle bent over, undid Matthew’s belt, opened up his fly, and pulled his pants off, revealing his rock-hard cock.

Danielle smiled. “Eating me out turned you on that much?”

Matthew nodded.

She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock. Laughing, she said, “It’s hard enough to hammer nails into a two-by-four.”

“Yeah, but I don’t know for how long,” Matthew said.

“You’re that close to being done already?”

Matthew nodded sheepishly.

“Wow, you really do enjoy eating pussy. I’ve never seen anything like it. At least, not from a man.”

“Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Danielle said. “Not at all. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it.”  

“Okay,” Matthew said. “If you say so.” But he didn’t sound like he believed her.

“I’m serious,” Danielle said. “It’s a good thing. A very good thing. Trust me.”


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