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FREAKY SLUTS GETTING NAUGHTY

8 HARDCORE TALES

Featuring stories from:

Dirk Rockwell

Misty Rose

Rickie Sheen

Scotty Diggler

Hunter Monroe

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 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

WHAT SHE’S ALWAYS WANTED BY DIRK ROCKWELL

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT TAKES CHARGE BY MISTY ROSE

FILTHY LITTLE COWGIRL BY RICKIE SHEEN

ROUGHING HER UP BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

SEDUCING A STRANGER BY HUNTER MONROE

DESECRATING THE SUITE BY DIRK ROCKWELL

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT GETS SLAMMED HARD BY MISTY ROSE

BANGING IN THE SHOWER BY SCOTTY DIGGLER


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WHAT SHE’S ALWAYS WANTED

DIRK ROCKWELL

 

Matt Harper was just hanging out in his apartment, watching a little bit of television and relaxing from a long day at work when he heard a knock on his door. He wearily climbed off the couch and headed over to the door, idly wondering who was there. Was he going to get assailed by someone trying to sell him a security system? Or perhaps someone trying to convert him to some obscure religion? Or maybe just someone at the wrong unit?

He glanced into the peephole so he’d have an idea of what to expect. But what he saw was something out of his wildest dreams.

Matt took a half-step back, his heart pounding wildly. Was this really happening? He couldn’t believe it. He pinched himself but only got a sharp pain in return. So it wasn’t a dream. What could it be then? Because it couldn’t be what it appeared to be. No way. His luck wasn’t that good. Unless it had finally turned? Unlikely, but possible. Either way, there was only one way to find out. So, making sure to keep his hopes down, he took a deep breath and opened the door.  

Standing in his doorway was Nikki Wilson, the 22-year old raven-haired bombshell that lived down the hall, five units away on the opposite side. She was standing there in a black lace, low-cut, form-fitting slip that barely made it down to the middle of her thighs. Nothing else.

Matt couldn’t help but stare. Her long black hair hung down below her shoulders, partially covering her face, framing her soft features perfectly. The big brown eyes, small nose, full lips, flawless skin. The little mole on her cheek that he’d always found impossibly sexy, the little flaw that just made you realize how sexy she truly was. And that body. Huge, natural breasts, narrow figure, impossibly long legs.

In the two years they’d lived in the same building, Matt had spent more than few nights lying in bed, just staring up at the ceiling, thinking of her.

Matt tried to swallow but found that he couldn’t. His mouth was too dry.

“Hey, Nikki,” he managed to squeak out. “Can I help you with something?”

“Actually, you can,” she said. “Can I come in?”

“Sure,” Matt said, scrambling. “Of course. Come on in.”

He opened the door wider and she strode by. Matt took a deep breath in an attempt to get control of himself just a bit, then closed the door. When he turned, Nikki was standing right there, less than a foot away from him.

As Matt stood there, paralyzed, unsure of what to do, Nikki stepped forward and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him towards her and planted her lips on his. Her tongue snaked inside his mouth but he didn’t return the favor. He was too surprised to do anything. He pulled away quickly.

“What’s going on here?” he said.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Nikki replied.

“Well, yeah. But what I mean is: Why?”

“Does it matter?”

“On one hand, no not really,” Matt said. “But on the other, yeah it does. I thought you were engaged?”

“Not anymore.”

“As of when?”

“Last weekend,” Nikki said. “Derek broke it off.”

A flitter of excitement tore through Matt but he held it down. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.”

“Really?”

Nikki nodded.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” she said. “I didn’t want to get married anyway. Not to him, at least. Besides, now I can do what I’ve always wanted to.”

“And what’s that?”

“You,” Nikki said. She pulled him again and they started making out. This time Matt didn’t fight it.

After almost a full minute of exploring each other’s tonsils, Nikki broke it off, turned, and walked over towards the dining room table.

“I don’t know about this—” Matt said, following her as he talked.

“What do you mean?” she replied as she slowly lifted her lingerie, revealing a black g-string underneath. “Do you not want me?”

“It’s not that, it’s just—”

“What?” Nikki said, turning around and showing him her ass. “Don’t you want a piece of this?” She gave one of her asscheeks a little smack.

“Of course I do.”

“Then shut up and get down here,” Nikki said as she grabbed the back of Matt’s head and pulled him down to his knees while she bent over and turned completely away from him, guiding his face down to her ass.

Letting his objections die, Matt licked Nikki’s pussy through her panties while she rubbed her ass in his face, her hand still in the back of his head, holding him in place.

Nikki held Matt against her ass for a good fifteen seconds before releasing his head, giving a chance to breathe. While he caught his breath she slipped her panties down, freeing up her pretty little pussy. He dove back in, going to work on her snatch.

“Get it in there,” she said. “Get your tongue in there. Don’t be shy.”

Matt did as he was told, shoving his tongue deep into her pussy and exploring around vigorously.

“There you go,” Nikki said. “That’s a good boy.”

Using the dining room table for balance, she bent over even further, keeping her legs straight. She turned her upper body so she could look back and watch Matt while he worked.

“Your tongue feels so good in my pussy,” she said, her voice dripping with pleasure. “Work it, baby. Work it in there.”

Needing another little break, Matt pulled back, then spit on Nikki’s pussy and rubbed it in with his fingers and slid them inside her. Looking up the length of her perfect body, part of him still in disbelief at the situation, he banged away with his fingers for a little while them pulled them out and dove back in with his face, holding her asscheeks wide with his hands while his tongue worked her pussy and his nose pressed up against her asshole.

“That’s it. Just like that,” Nikki said, slamming her ass back into him, bouncing it off him, forcing his tongue deeper inside her. “Holy shit yes, that feels so fucking good.”

Enjoying himself thoroughly, Matt stuck his tongue out and held it rigid, allowing it to slide deep inside Nikki’s pussy every time she bounced back against him. Her juices covered his face and her smell filled his pores, making him feel as though he had permanently taken up residence inside her.

A short time later, Nikki turned around and pulled Matt to his feet, yanking his shirt over his head as he rose. “Now it’s my turn,” she said, dropping to her knees. She undid his belt, button and zipper in seconds, then dropped his pants and took his cock in her mouth.

She worked his cock with her lips and tongue, massaging and caressing it, getting it hard in no time flat. Once it was sticking straight out, looking like it was going to push through the skin, Nikki bobbed her head forward and back, her hair flying everywhere, her eyes turned up to his as she blew him.

Nikki glided over his cock, applying just enough pressure so that he could feel it but not so much that it was unbearable. Wet, slurping sounds escaped from her mouth and her eyes were turned up towards his, maintaining eye contact at all times.

Once Matt’s cock was all wet and slippery, Nikki let it slide out of her mouth, then gathered up some saliva, spit it on his shaft, and jerked him off.

“Are you still not sure about this?” she said, smiling up at him. “Because I can stop if you want. Is that what you want?”

Matt shook his head. “No.”

“I didn’t think so,” Nikki said, her smile growing wider. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked on it while her hand continued working his shaft.

“Holy shit,” Matt said under his breath.

“Do you like that?” Nikki said, popping his cock out of her mouth.

Matt nodded.

She giggled and slid his cock in her mouth again, taking it halfway down this time. She held it there for a couple seconds before pulling off.

“What about that?” she said. “Do you like that too?”

“Very much,” Matt said. 

“I do too,” Nikki said. “I love the taste of your cock. The feel of it in my mouth. And you know what else I love?”

“What?”

“Getting face-fucked,” she said, flashing him a wicked smile. “Do you think you can do that for me? Do you think you can fuck my face?”

“I think I can manage that,” Matt said.

“Let’s find out,” Nikki said. She opened her mouth wide and put her arms behind her back.

Matt took a deep breath, then grabbed the back of Nikki’s head and held in place as he slammed his cock in and out of her open mouth while wet, slurping sounds escaped from it, saliva dripping down her chin and onto the floor.

Nikki gagged and coughed but her eyes told him to keep going, so Matt did, moving his hips back and forth as fast as he could, hammering her mouth with his cock for a good thirty seconds before shoving it all the way down her throat and keeping it there, forcing her to deepthroat him, holding her head against him while she coughed and gagged.

Eventually he let Nikki go. Her head snapped back and she gasped for breath, laughing and smiling all the while.

“Not bad,” she said. “Not bad at all. I have to admit, you’re a little more forceful than I was expecting.”

“Sorry,” Matt said, suddenly feeling sheepish.

“Don’t be,” Nikki said. “It’s a good thing. A very good thing, actually.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely,” she said. “Most men are too gentle for my tastes. They don’t know how to turn it up a notch. But you obviously do.”

“Thanks,” Matt said, just as sheepishly as before, but for different reasons. He wasn’t one who took compliments well. Never had been.

“Ahh, aren’t you cute,” Nikki said. “All embarrassed.”

She slowly ran her tongue along the underside of Matt’s cock, licking it from base to tip, making him shiver.

Laughing, Nikki said, “Oh, you like that too, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Then you’re sure to like this,” she said, sliding deeper beneath him and going to work on his ballsack, running her tongue over it while she jerked him off.

As Matt breathed heavily above her, Nikki took one of his balls in her mouth and gargled it for a few seconds before switching over to the other one. After playing with that one for a little while she took them both in her mouth, flicking her tongue against them and bouncing them off each other before letting them go with a little pop.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” he said.

“Yeah, you like that? You like it when I suck on your balls?”

Matt nodded vigorously.

Giggling, Nikki went back for seconds. This time she wrapped a couple of fingers around Matt’s sack right below his cock and squeezed, creating a tight little pocket with his balls as the prize. She stuck the whole package in her mouth and sucked on it while pulling down at the same time, stretching his sack out while she continued jerking him off.

Matt let out a little moan—mostly pleasure but with a little hint of pain mixed in—and turned his eyes towards the ceiling. He took a deep breath and held it in for a few seconds before slowly letting it out, in an attempt to calm himself down. But it was fruitless. He was simply too excited.

Matt backed off, forcing Nikki to release his sack from her mouth. As she smiled up at him, obviously enjoying the fact that she’d made him tap out, Matt bent down, puts his arms beneath her shoulders, and lifted her up so she was standing in front of him. He stuck his tongue in her mouth and explored around for a few seconds before breaking off the kiss and spinning her around so she was facing the table, her ass to him.

“Oh, taking a little bit of control,” Nikki said.

“That’s right,” Matt replied.

“I like it. I like it a lot. Show me what you’ve got, big boy.”

Matt stepped out of his pants then lifted Nikki’s slip up and off, then tossed it over his shoulder.

Once all their clothes were off, Matt bent Nikki over the table. He lifted her leg, putting it on the table too, opening her up wider, then grabbed ahold of his cock and stepped forward. He smacked his cock against her wet, waiting pussy a couple times, then slid it inside her.

“Holy fuck your cock feels so good in my pussy,” Nikki said, speaking in gasping breaths.

With his hands around her hips for balance, Matt slammed his cock into Nikki, fucking her from behind, their bodies slapping against each other, combining with their repeated moans of pleasure to create a symphony of sex.

“Do you like that,” Matt said, mimicking her tone from earlier. “Do you like it when I take you from behind?”

Nikki turned her upper body so she could look back at him and nodded in reply.

“I fucking love it,” she said, smiling wickedly.

“Do you want it harder?” he said.

“Fuck yes,” Nikki replied. “As hard as you can give it to me.”

Matt ran his hands up her back grabbed ahold of her shoulders, pulling back on them as his hips came forward, forcing his cock deeper inside her.

“Holy shit yes,” she said. “That’s what I’m fucking talking about. Give it to me nice and deep. I want every inch of you inside me.”

Nikki’s dirty talking just revved Matt up even more. He turned up the intensity, slamming his hips forward, causing her ass to ripple with every thrust, forcing his cock deeper inside her.

“That’s right,” Nikki said, practically screaming. “Pound it. Fuck my little cunt. Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me just like that. Just like that!”

Matt hammered into Nikki a few more times before slowing things down to catch his breath. Keeping his cock inside her, he reached down and grabbed her asscheeks and spread them wide. After admiring the view for a few seconds, he started moving against her, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy in slow, deep pumps.

“Does that feel good?” Nikki asked.

“Fuck yes,” Matt replied. He’d always enjoyed fucking slowly, even more so than pounding a girl. It was more sensual, more romantic. But it also increased the sensitivity tenfold, which wasn’t always good thing. Not unless he wanted to cum within minutes. Which was why he gradually sped things up, moving against more quickly with every thrust.

“Do you like spreading my pussy open so you can see?” Nikki said. “So you can watch your cock going in and out of me?”

“I fucking love it,” Matt replied, steadily increasing the rhythm until he was once again hammering away at her, their bodies coming together with a wet slap.

“Do you like that?” she said. “Do you like my pussy throbbing around your dick? Do you feel those big pussy lips wrapped around it?”

Matt didn’t reply. He was too busy fucking the shit out of her.

“Fuck me,” Nikki said, practically snarling the words, over and over. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”


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