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KINKY EROTICA 29

4 FILTHY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

JT Holland

Misty Rose

Taylor Jordan

Scotty Diggler

Copyright 2018 by BS Publications

BS 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

DEPRAVED THREESOME BY JT HOLLAND

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT FORCES THE ISSUE BY MISTY ROSE

MAKING THINGS RIGHT BY TAYLOR JORDAN

POUNDING THE NEIGHBOR BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

 

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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.”

 

#####

 

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT FORCES THE ISSUE

MISTY ROSE

 

I learned very early in life that if you want something you have to reach out and take it. There’s no use standing around and hoping that it will magically come to you; sure, it happens occasionally but not all that often. If you aren’t the master of your own destiny you’re bound to be disappointed. And I’m not the kind of girl that is willing to accept disappointment.

This idea of taking control is even more important when it comes to sex. So many of my friends are afraid to even speak up in bed, afraid of telling their man what they want or don’t want, afraid of doing anything that might upset their precariously balanced relationship that’s bound to end up in disaster anyway.

I just don’t get it. Why take the chance of being disappointed and ultimately unsatisfied when it comes to sex, especially when it’s so damn easy to get exactly what you want every time?

I certainly don’t take that chance. I have absolutely no problem taking charge in the bedroom, or living room, or kitchen, or bathroom, or wherever that night’s fuck session is going to take place.

I live by a simple philosophy. To get what you want you have to make your preferences known. Even demand them in some cases.

Most people assume that because I’m a super-hot chick with a smoking body and a cute-as-hell face, it’s far easier to get men to do my bidding than it is for a normal girl. But that’s simply not the case. Sure, the men I go home with are generally better-than-average looking, but for the most part, at their core, all men are the same; pathetic little boys who naturally bow down to a woman who is willing to exert a little dominance. Tell them what you want and they’ll do it. Do what you want to them and they’ll accept it. Hell, most of the time they’ll enjoy it even if their ego won’t let them admit it out loud. Don’t believe me? Just try it sometime and see what happens. I guarantee you’ll enjoy the results.

And if for some reason this rubs the man you’re with the wrong way, so be it. If he isn’t sure enough of himself to relinquish control every once in a while then he’s not someone you want to be with anyway. You’ll be saving yourself a whole lot of heartache down the road by finding this out early on.

 

#

 

I have a regular roster of men that I can choose from on a nightly basis, depending on my mood, but sometimes I just need  someone new. Like last Saturday afternoon.

I was sitting around, going through my phone, trying to decide who to spend the evening with but nobody was standing out. So I slapped on a little makeup and a black bikini that left very little to the imagination and walked out my front door, which opened up to the boardwalk on Mission Beach in San Diego.

After scouring the beach for a little while I spotted a group of guys playing Over The Line out in front of Island Street. They were regulars, most of them in their mid-20’s like me. I’d slept with all of them and while a couple were decent lays, none was anything to write home about. But I knew I could get a couple of beers from them and a little attention, so I headed on over.

It wasn’t until I arrived that I noticed the newcomer. He was a little bit younger than the others, maybe by a couple of years, and didn’t have quite the same look. He stood just outside the circle that had formed around me and he seemed a little more guarded than the others, not nearly as boisterous, like he wasn’t real comfortable within the group. Instead of openly gawking at me like the rest of them he cast a couple of shy, almost nervous glances in my direction. But he was a looker, that was for sure; much hotter than the rest of the guys. Just a shade over six feet tall with a mop of shoulder-length blonde hair and a lean but muscular body paired with a sharply-lined, tan face.

“What’s with the new guy?” I asked, popping open a Coors Lite that I’d grabbed from the nearby cooler.

“Oh, that’s Nick, my little brother,” Carl said. He was the spokesman of their little group. Not too bad in the sack, better than the others but nothing special.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” Carl said. “We dragged him along hoping that you’d come out and see us today.”

I tilted my head and gave him a mock-disdainful look. “What are you trying to say?”

Carl shrugged but he had a mischievous grin on his face. I knew exactly what he was up to. And I’m not going to lie, I was a little flattered. But still, I wanted to hear him say it. I couldn’t make things too easy on him, after all. That just wasn’t my style.

“Come on,” I said. “Spit it out.”

“He was hoping that you could teach me a thing or two,” Nick said from the rear of the group.

This brought a combination of shocked laughs, a couple of snickers and a even a taunt or two from the rest of the guys. Which was to be expected from this group. I wasn’t offended. It took a hell of a lot more than that to offend me.

I cast my eyes over towards Nick. I had to admit, I was surprised that he’d spoken up. And impressed too. It took a lot of balls to say something like that to a woman you had never met before, even if he had a pretty good idea of what kind of a woman I was. Especially with this much testosterone floating about.

“Is that what you were hoping for too?” I asked him, seeing how he would react if he was forced to speak directly to me instead of chiming in when I wasn’t paying attention.

He shrugged, suddenly not so talkative now that he was the center of the action. His face had turned a light shade of pink.

“Well, is it or isn’t it?” I said.

He took a deep breath and nodded.

“How do you ask?”

“Please?” he said, obviously not sure what I wanted.

What I wanted was to start exerting my dominance over him, but also to see if he had any backbone whatsoever. In short, I was trying to get a general feel for him. Because even though I’d already decided to fuck his brains out, I wanted to at least have an idea of what I had to work with.

“Ask me to take you back to my place,” I said. Our eyes were locked together, focused solely on one another. It was as if the rest of the group—the rest of the world, in fact—didn’t exist. And in a very real sense, at least for Nick, it didn’t.

“Please take me back to your place,” Nick said.

“I’d love to,” I said with a smile. I walked over to him, grabbed his hand and started to lead him back to the boardwalk, just me and him, neither of us looking back.

 

#

 

A couple minutes later we were standing in my living room. After chatting a bit on the way over he’d turned suddenly quiet once we’d entered my house, as if the situation had suddenly gotten a lot more real.

“You’re not sure about this, are you,” I said. I wasn’t offended, just amused. I was used to this sort of thing.

After all, the mass media had narrowed the definition of what a desirable woman was. These days, most men fantasized about a woman with a refined, if not quite shy, demeanor. Someone that was easy to dominate, both mentally and physically. Not a little fireball with a boisterous attitude, unafraid to speak her mind and force the issue. The vast majority of the time men just didn’t know how to react to me.

Nick shrugged. “I don’t know,” he said. “It’s just . . .”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I get it. You’re used to being the one in control, the one calling all the shots.”

I stepped closer to him. We were now less than a foot apart. He towered over me, but that didn’t matter. It rarely did.

“Lots of men are intimidated by me,” I said.

“It’s not that,” he replied.

“Then what’s the problem?” I asked, taking another step towards him. Our bodies were as close as possible without actually touching but he didn’t back away. So far so good. He might actually be worth a shit.

“There isn’t one,” Nick said, looking down at my tits. They were barely contained by my bikini top.

“Good,” I said, my hand running down his chest and settling on his cock, which was pressing forcefully against his shorts. “Then stop your moping let’s get down to business.”

I gave his cock a squeeze and flashed him a wicked little grin. He leaned in to kiss me and opened my mouth to accept his tongue. We made out, his hands making their way down to my chest to cop a feel for a few seconds before I broke off our kiss and took his hand and led him over to the couch.

Once we arrived, I turned Nick around and gave him a little push on the chest, sitting him down.

“Just sit back and relax,” I said.

I pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it to the floor. Flicking my hair to one side, I unclipped my bikini top and let it fall to the ground, freeing up my tits. I grabbed one and started playing with it, rubbing it and pinching my nipple, getting it warmed up. Once it was hard I switched over to the other one, giving it the same treatment.

Nick was staring at me at intently, his mouth turned up in a little smile. Apparently he liked what he saw. No surprise there.

I placed my hands on the outside of my tits and squeezed them together. “Do you like these?” I asked.

Nick nodded.

“You want to suck on them, don’t you?”

He nodded again.

“Yeah, I bet you do,” I said, laughing under my breath.

I stepped forward and straddled him, one leg on each side of his body, and leaned forward so my tits were in his face. Then I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it forward, pressing his face into my chest.

I squeezed my tits together, smashing his head between them and pulling his face further against my flesh, smothering him. I held him there for a full 5 seconds before releasing him.

After giving Nick a moment to catch his breath, I did it again. This time I added to the sensation by sliding back and forth on his crotch, riding him. I could feel his cock growing harder beneath me, pushing more forcefully against his shorts.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked after letting him go. “You like it when I smother you with my tits.”

He nodded yet again.

“Not very talkative, are you?” I said in a playful voice.

“Not really,” he said.

“That’s okay,” I said. “I didn’t bring you back here for your conversation.”

I grabbed the back of his head and again pulled his face against my chest. This time I held them there for a good 10 seconds before he tried to pull away. But I didn’t release him.

“I didn’t say you could come out,” I said, squeezing more aggressively. Leaning forward, I put my mouth next to his ear. “Just relax,” I whispered. “You’re a big boy. You can take it.”

He stopped struggling almost immediately.

“That’s better,” I said. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you up before you pass out.”

I could feel his hot breath against my skin as he struggled for air but still I held him tight. He wasn’t in any danger. 

When I finally let him free, his face was red from exertion but he was smiling and in his eyes were overflowing with excitement.

Seeing how much he enjoyed getting dominated by me turned me on too. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and explored around for a little bit while grinding on his cock. His hands came up to my tits and started to fondle them but I grabbed his wrists and forced them back down to his side.

Staring directly at him, I said, “Not yet. If you want my tits you have to suck on them.”

“Then bring them up here,” Nick said.

So I did, leaning forward until my hard nipple brushed against his mouth. He took my breast between his lips and started to suck on it greedily, flicking the nipple with his tongue, lightly biting on it with his teeth.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Suck on those fucking titties.”

After a while I pulled my nipple out of his mouth and turned to offer him the other one.

Nick gave it the same treatment, going after it with verve. Once that nipple was feeling as stimulated as the other I grabbed ahold of his hair and yanked back on his head, popping my nipple from his mouth.

With my eyes locked firmly on his, I ran one of my hands down his chest towards his crotch and rubbed it over his cock. It was harder than ever. It felt like it was going to push a hole through his shorts. It seemed like it was pretty good sized. I was curious to see exactly how big it actually was.

“Pretty excited, are we?” I said.

“You could say that,” he said.

“Do you want me to help you take care of it?” I asked.

“Yes please,” he said.

Smiling, I slid my body down his until I was on the floor. With my head between his legs, I pulled his shorts off , freeing his cock from it’s cotton prison. Nick pulled off his own shirt, leaving him completely naked.

It was a very nice cock—right about 7 inches long, circumcised, and not too thick. It was sticking straight up, straining as though reaching for the ceiling.

“Not bad,” I said. “Not bad at all.”

I stuck out my tongue and gave it a lick, starting at the bottom of his shaft near his balls and working my way up towards the tip, moving slowly, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Once I reached the top, I went back down and followed the same path again, taking it even slower this time.

I could feel Nick shuddering beneath me, desperate for more interaction, but I was having too much fun messing with him to give it to him quite yet.

I grabbed the base of his cock and wrapped my hand around it. Still staring up at him, I worked my tongue around the tip for a little bit before finally taking the head in my mouth.

Nick let out a low groan as I started to suck on the head while jerking him off, my mouth and hand working together. I gradually took him further and further down as my head bobbed faster and faster on his cock. I was starting to get into it now, excited more by the control I had over him than anything else.

I slowed things down for a minute, mixing it up and sucking on his balls for a little bit before returning to blow him proper. This time I worked him with only my mouth, taking him almost all the way down every time, my hair flying everywhere as my head bounced up and down.

Nick grabbed a handful of my hair and held it to the side, keeping it out of my way. For this I rewarded him, attacking his cock with more energy before taking it all the way down my throat, my bottom lip pressed against his ballsack and my nose touching his stomach.

I deepthroated him with ease, holding his cock for a good 8 seconds before finally pulling off.

“My god,” Nick said as I took a moment to catch my breath.

“I take it you liked that,” I asked, smiling the length of his body up at him.

“Hell yes,” he said. “That was fucking amazing.”

“Just wait,” I said. “There’s still more to come.”

I gathered up the excess saliva in my mouth and spit it on his cock and worked it all over with my hand. Then I sat a little bit higher up until my tits were at the same level as his cock.

Leaning in, I slid his cock between my tits then squeezed them together, wrapping them around his cock.

“Holy shit,” Nick moaned as I started to bounce.

Men just love getting titty-fucked. I’m not exactly sure why but it’s fine with me, I don’t mind it one bit. Especially because it’s me controlling all the action.

“You like that?” I asked him, bouncing on his cock, the tip of it popping out to touch the bottom of my chin at the end of every stroke. “You like it when I fuck your cock with my titties?”

Nick nodded.

I took a moment to spit on his cock again before squeezing my tits even tighter around it. Then I started bouncing again, more aggressively this time, my tits smacking forcefully against his inner thigh. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was pretty close to cumming, so I released his cock and backed away.

“Oh no you don’t,” I said. “I’m not done with you yet.”

I stood up and turned around so my ass was facing him. Then I bent over at the waist, keeping my legs perfectly straight, and wiggled out of my bottoms, sliding them off slowly, revealing my tight, tiny little ass one inch at a time.

Once my entire ass was free, I stepped out of my bikini, leaving me completely naked, just like him.


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