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KINKY EROTICA 31

4 FILTHY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

Hunter Monroe

JT Holland

Taylor Jordan

Dirk Rockwell

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, romance and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

ROBBING THE CRADLE BY HUNTER MONROE

MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR BY JT HOLLAND

TROLLING FOR MEN BY TAYLOR JORDAN

EROTIC CONNECTION BY DIRK ROCKWELL


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ROBBING THE CRADLE

HUNTER MONROE

 

If I was forced to describe myself in a single sentence, I’d say I’m an extremely attractive, highly experienced, single-woman in my mid-thirties who spends most of her time looking for willing and able-bodied men to take home and fuck.

I’m not very picky about the men (or boys, as I often think of them, no matter what their age) that I screw around with, as long as they are reasonably attractive, but most of the time, if I’m the one doing the approaching, I tend to stick to ones that are over the age of 25. There are various reasons for this, most of which are related to the average age of the crowds I generally hang out with, but most of the time that’s how it generally works out.

Which isn’t to say that I’m adverse to shagging younger men, it’s just that circumstances have to be a little more involved than just seeing them out and about an approaching them on the fly.

Take Scott, for example. If I saw him walking around in public, I probably wouldn’t have even given him a second glance. Although he’s tall and attractive, with dark hair and brooding eyes, he’s just barely removed from his 19th birthday and looks even younger, which means he normally wouldn’t even be on my radar.

But because has Scott lived on the same street as me for more than a year now, I’ve seen him hundreds of times, and I find myself looking more and more closely at him every time. And more importantly, I’ve seen him looking at me more times than I can count.

Which is all a long-winded way of saying that although I normally wouldn’t have brought home a man as young as Scott, it’s no surprise that he eventually ended up on my couch one afternoon, all wound-up and smiling widely while I got prepared to rock his world.

Getting him there had been easy. I started the dialogue one day as he was jogging past my house, and after a brief conversation consisting of highly-charged but not blatant sexual innuendo on both sides, I invited him over.

“I have to warn you about something, though,” I said as I led him through my front door.

“What’s that?”

“This isn’t going to be your typical get-to-know-each-other, basic, tame first session. I’m going to get filthy as hell and I don’t care if it’s our first time together. Are you okay with that?”

“Okay?” Scott said, smiling widely. “That sounds great.”

“Good,” I said, giving him a smack on the ass. “Now get your ass on that couch while I go change.”

Scott was still on the couch fully clothed when I came out of the bathroom. I was wearing only a bra, my g-string, and three-inch fuck me pumps.

“So what do you think?” I asked, spinning in place.

“I think you’re unbelievably sexy,” Scott replied after gawking at me for a moment.

“Why thank you,” I said, smiling. I turned around and bent over, showing off my ass.

“My pleasure,” Scott said.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” I asked again, even though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer.

“I can’t wait,” he said. “I’ve been looking forward to this for longer than you can imagine.”

“Then let’s get this party started,” I said, smiling. I rose and turned and started towards him. Once I came to the couch I dropped to my knees and shuffled forward until I was right between his legs.

“First thing I’m going to do is work on your cock,” I said, grabbing his belt and starting to unbuckle it, looking up at him the entire time, maintaining eye contact. “I’m going to get it nice and hard and ready to go.”

“Sounds good to me,” Scott said.

“And then you’re going to lick my pussy for a while,” I continued, unbuttoning his top button, my eyes still focused on his. “Then you’ll follow that up with licking my asshole. After that, I’m going to sit on your face. Then you’re going to fuck my pussy for a while as you play with my asshole, getting it all nice and warmed up. And then you’re gonna stick your cock in there and pound my fucking asshole until I’m screaming at the top of my lungs. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I’ll sure as hell give it a shot,” he said, smiling.

“That’s not good enough,” I said, pulling his pants and boxers off and tossing them over my shoulder. “Either you can or you can’t. There’s no trying.”

“I can,” he said as I wrapped my hand around his hard cock and started playing with it.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” he said, groaning a little bit as I jerked him off with a little more intensity.

“Good,” I said, giving him an evil little grin. “Then let’s get this show on the road.”

I took a moment to undo my bra, dropping it to the floor and freeing up my large and perky tits. I grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my tits, moving from one to the other, before spitting on it and sticking it in the flesh channel between them.

Grabbing the outside of my tits, I held them tight against Scott’s cock, squeezing them to keep it in place. I tossed my hair back with a flip of my head and started bouncing up and down, titty-fucking him, staring up at his face the entire time, maintaining eye contact while he watched me with wide-eyes.

Moving a little more urgently now, I released his cock from between my tits, grabbed ahold of it, and slipped it into my mouth. While my hand played with his balls, I sucked his cock, moving up and down quickly as wet and sloppy sounds escaped from my mouth, taking him halfway down every time. Saliva dripped from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my tits.

I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, looking up at him with a little twinkle in my eyes. My hands were still working his sack.

“How are you doing so far?” I asked.

“Fucking great,” Scott replied.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?”

“I love it,” he said. “You’re incredible.”

“Just wait,” I said. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

And with that, I released his balls and grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my cheek a couple of times, then wrapped my lips around it.

This time when I pushed my head forward, I didn’t stop until I’d swallowed his entire cock. After I’d taken the whole thing, I held it there, his cock planted deep in my throat, my nose pressing up against his stomach, my bottom lip pressing up against his sack.

Scott shuddered as I stay locked onto his cock, deepthroating him for a full seven seconds before pulling off. Gagging, I coughed up some saliva, then spit it on his cock.

“Do you like it when I deepthroat your cock?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

“Hell yeah,” Scott said. “I fucking love it.”

“How about another round?” I said.

“That would be awesome,” he said.

I jerked him off for a few seconds, then deepthroated him again, holding his cock for at least 10 seconds this time before yanking my head back. The tip of his cock was white from lack of circulation and it was practically glowing it had so much spit covering it.

“My turn,” I said, climbing to my feet and walking over towards the wall on the opposite side of the room. I put my hands on the wall, my ass facing directly at him.

Looking over my shoulder at Scott, I slapped one of my ass cheeks. As he watched intently, I slapped the other one. Then I beckoned him over. He climbed off the couch and pushed up against me.

With one arm, he reached around my body and grabbed ahold of one of my breasts and started playing with it, squeezing and groping and rubbing my nipple. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my back and his balls on my butt. I reached back and grabbed his dick and jerked him off.

Scott grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head back and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He continued fondling my breast while grinding on my ass with his cock.

Suddenly he pulled his mouth away, grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. With my palms flat against the tile and my face turned sideways, I watch him drop to his knees. It was quite the surprise seeing Scott take the lead. I hadn’t expected him to do anything unless I’d told him to. Not that I minded him showing some initiative. I liked it, in fact. It was just unexpected.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, subtly urging him to continue doing things without being told. “Show me how badly you want me to feel good.”

Scott grabbed my hips and pulled, forcing me to stick my ass out to keep my balance. Then he pulled my panties down, leaving my bottom half naked. After that, he grabbed ahold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide and started to go to work.

I moaned in pleasure as his tongue lapped at me like a kitten drinking milk, running from the bottom to the top of my hairless pussy, not putting enough pressure that his tongue slipped inside of me but just enough that I could feel the rough surface of it rubbing against my pussy lips.

“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” I said, watching him as he worked. “Lick that fucking pussy. Lick it like there’s no tomorrow.”

My talking must have gotten him fired up, as he started going after me with more intensity. He spread my ass cheeks even further apart and forced his tongue deeper inside of me. I backed my ass up against his face, helping him along. I could feel his nose against my asshole and loved it. I reached back, grabbed a hold of his hair, and held his face against my pussy, not allowing him to breathe.

After a good 10 seconds, I let go of Scott’s hair. He backed away, took a deep breath, then went right back to work. This time, after working my pussy for a little while, he ventured a little further north, touching my asshole with his tongue for a moment. He didn’t stay long, probably unsure of whether or not I’d had enough of him eating my pussy.

As it just so happens, I did.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Eat my asshole. Lick it with everything you have.”

Scott did as he was told, licking my asshole like it was covered in chocolate, sliding his tongue inside my anus and bobbing his head up and down, fucking my asshole with his tongue.

After a good minute of Scott working my asshole with his tongue, I was ready to mix things up.

“Is everything okay?” he asked when I stepped away from him.

“Everything’s great,” I replied.

“So you’re happy with me?” he asked.

“Very much so,” I replied. “I just want to switch things up a little bit.” I dropped down to my hands and knees in front of him, them backed my ass up until his face was mere inches from it. Reaching back, I grabbed one of my ass cheeks with each hand and spread them wide, opening myself up to him.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” I said. “Get your face in there.”

 Scott dove in, burying his face between my ass cheeks.

He immediately went to town with his tongue, running it up and down my pussy, licking it and sucking it and inhaling my essence while I continued to hold my ass open, giving him easy access to all my holes.

After a good 30 seconds, Scott started to back away to catch his breath, but I was having none of it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I said as I let go of my ass cheeks and grabbed ahold of his hair, one handful in each hand. Using his hair as leverage, I pulled him further into me, smothering him with my flesh. His tongue was buried deep in my pussy and his nose was pushing up against my asshole.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, pushing my ass back against his face. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

 I relaxed my hold on him for a moment, giving him a chance to get in a few gulps of air before pulling him to the floor by the hair, lying him flat on his back on the carpet.

“Are you ready for something different?” I asked, smiling down at him.

“I can’t wait,” Scott said.

“That’s what I like to hear,” I replied. “A man with a sense of adventure.”

“Bring it on, baby,” he said, smiling back at me.

 My grin growing wider, I turned around so I was facing his feet, put one leg on either side of his head, and dropped my ass down onto his face.

 “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” I said as I smothered him with my flesh. “I love burying you with my ass.”

I gave him my full weight, my pussy and ass completely engulfing his face, making it all but impossible for him to breathe. But his tongue was still working my snatch, digging deep inside me and exploring around, tickling my insides.

 After sitting atop Scott for a full 15 seconds, I lifted myself up, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He did so in gasping lurches, his breath heavy and labored.

“You liked that, did you?” I ask, peering down at him.

Still unable to speak because of his deep breaths, Scott nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and his smile huge.

“That’s good,” I said. “Because I need some more of it.”

And with that, I dropped back down onto him, not quite giving him my entire weight this time, but grinding my pussy against his face, moving it rapidly back and forth so his rigid tongue was running up and down the length of my snatch.

 Scott’s cock sticking straight up in the air was evidence that he was enjoying himself just as much as I was. I couldn’t help but lean forward and grab ahold of it; it was just too inviting. While keeping my ass planted firmly on his face, I began to jerk him off.

Scott must have liked it, because as soon as I started playing with his cock, he went after my pussy with more vigor. With this in mind I spent the next couple of minutes alternating the pressure and tempo on his cock. It worked like a charm, as though there was a direct link between his cock and his tongue. The faster I worked one, the faster the other one operated. And then when I leaned over some more and took his cock in my mouth, it was all over.

Sucking Scott’s cock brought out the best in his tongue, as it flicked and explored my insides like never before. He did such a good job that he brought me right to the point of orgasm and beyond in a flash, my body shaking all over and releasing a torrent of pussy juices onto his face as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream too loudly.

I released his cock from my mouth and lifted my body off his face just enough so that I could look down at him. “That was fucking incredible,” I said. “But are you ready to take it to the next level?”

“Absolutely,” Scott said.

I spun around on his face until I was facing the opposite direction, then I used my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plopped my asshole right onto his mouth.

Scott went to work immediately, licking the outside my asshole with urgency, like a man possessed.

“That’s right,” I said. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”

My talking seemed to turn him on, as he went to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue was slipping in and out of my asshole, tickling my insides.

“Holy fuck,” I said. “That feels so fucking good.”

I started bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottomed out. His tongue in my asshole felt incredible, but I still needed something more to get myself off again. So I stuck my fingers inside my pussy and started banging myself.

After a couple minutes of fucking myself while Scott worked my asshole with his tongue, I was right at the point of cumming again. I pulled my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rubbed my clit, once again putting me over the top.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed as the orgasm rocked my body. It was a huge one, causing me to shake and shimmy like a madwoman. Scott’s tongue slipped out of my asshole but he continued licking away at me, prolonging my ecstasy.

I figured it was time to reward him for a job well done so I climbed off his face and down his body, my legs still straddling him, until my hips were positioned directly above his rock-hard cock.

“Enough playing around,” I said, looking at him with a nasty little grin. “It’s time I felt that huge cock of yours inside of me.”

As he longingly looked up at me, I grabbed ahold of his cock and held it still while I dropped my pussy atop of it, impaling myself on it.

I took things quickly right from the start, riding him cowgirl, hammering my body down onto his, not showing him any mercy whatsoever. I put my palms flat on his chest for leverage, which allowed me to pummel him even more aggressively.

I could tell by the look on his face that he loved being ridden this way, so I decided to amp up his excitement by talking to him.

“You like this, don’t you?” I said, staring down at him with a serious look. “You like it when I ride you like a pony.”

Scott nodded his head emphatically.

“Well hold on tight then,” I said. “Because things are about to get even crazier.”

Scott put his hands on my hips and grabbed tight as I bounced harder and harder up and down upon him, impaling myself on his cock and slamming my body down onto his hard enough to make him flinch.

After riding Scott for about a minute, I slammed down onto him one final time and stayed there with his cock deep inside me. Breathing hard from the exertion, I leaned forward until his head was between my tits. Then I shook my upper body from side to side, slapping him in the face with my tits. After I’d gotten a few good licks in, I wrapped my arms around the back of his head, smashing his face between my tits, smothering him.

I held him in place for a nearly half a minute before releasing him. I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath before turning sideways a bit and pushing one of my nipples into his mouth.

“Suck on it,” I said. “Suck on it until it’s hard.”

Scott did as he was told, getting my nipple hard within seconds.

“Now bite on it,” I said.

He did, gently trapping my nipple between his teeth.

“Harder,” I said. “Until I tell you to stop.”

Scott bit down harder, but it still wasn’t hard enough for me.

“Harder!” I said again, more forcefully. “I’m a big girl. I can take it.”

He did as he was told, increasing the pressure consistently until I was ready to scream. Biting down on my bottom lip, I took the pain for a few more seconds before gasping and letting out a deep shuddering breath.

“Perfect,” I said. “Now on to the other one.”

Scott gave my other nipple the same treatment, getting me to the point I wanted far quicker this time, which I appreciated.

I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back, popping his mouth off my nipple. After taking a moment to recover, I leaned in and stuck my tongue in his mouth and explored for a little while before pulling back.

“You’re a quick learner,” I said, our face mere inches apart. “Keep this up and we’ll have all sorts of fun together.”

Scott had a satisfied smile on his face as I leaned back and once again started to bounce up and down on his cock. As I pounded away at him, I grabbed his arms and pulled on them until his hands were cupping my tits. As he pushed up on my tits, I leaned back, shifting my weight while I continued hammering away at him.

Arching my back even further, I lifted my chin to the ceiling as Scott pushed up more forcefully on my tits. He also had started lifting his hips up as our bodies come together, allowing him to penetrate me more deeply.

“Just like that, just like that,” I said.  “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I continued riding him like an drunk cowgirl for another minute or so before I decided to mix things up again. Keeping his cock firmly inside my pussy, I spun around so I was in the reverse-cowgirl position, facing away from him, his eyes starting at my big, bubbly ass.

“Are you ready for this?” I asked, turning back towards him. “Because it’s going to get insane.”

“I can’t wait,” Scott said.

I faced forward for maximum leverage then immediately started going after him with serious intensity, pounding my pussy down onto his cock as though trying to hammer him through the floor.

I reached back and grabbed my ass cheeks spread my ass apart, allowing his cock to penetrate me more deeply. Holding my ass open, I rode him some more before releasing one of my ass cheeks. I stuck my index finger in my mouth to get it lubed up and then slid it into my asshole.

Behind me I heard Scott say, “Holy shit,” in a highly charged toned.

“You like that?” I asked, turning back towards him. “You like it when I finger my own asshole?”

Scott nodded emphatically.

Smiling at his eagerness, I said, “Well don’t worry, honey. You’ll have a turn soon enough. Only it’s not going to be your fingers inside my asshole.”

Still looking back at him and continuing to work his cock with my pussy, I wiggled my finger around in my asshole for a few more seconds before pulling it out and sticking it in my mouth. After I sucked the ass juices off of my finger, I slid a second finger in my mouth.

“Can you help me out?” I asked after pulling both fingers from my mouth.

“Just tell me what you want,” Scott said.

“I need you to hold my ass open for me,” I said. “So I can finger-fuck my asshole properly.”

“It would be my pleasure,” Scott said.

As Scott reached out and spread my ass cheeks wide, I slipped both lubed-up fingers into my asshole. In order to better serve my asshole, I slowed things down on his cock, riding it in long, slow thrusts while my fingers worked my asshole. And then, after it was good and loose, I slipped a third finger inside my anus.

Laughing softly, Scott shook his head. The look on his face was a combination of excitement and anticipation. I knew he couldn’t wait to get his cock inside my asshole. And I couldn’t wait any longer to have it inside of me.

I worked all three fingers inside my asshole for a few more seconds, until it was nice and loose, then I pulled them out and licked them clean.

“Are you ready, Scott?” I asked, flashing him an evil grin. “Are you ready to stick that nice, hard cock of yours into my asshole?”

“I can’t wait,” he said.

Staring back at him, my smile grew wider and I said, “Neither can I.”

And with that,  I grabbed his cock and held it upright and dropped my asshole onto his cock. Scott let out a tortured but pleasure-filled moan as I slowly worked his cock into my anus.

“Do you like that?” I asked, facing completely forward now, showing him only my back. “Do you like having your cock in my ass?”

“I fucking love it,” he said, groaning out the words, barely able to talk.

Enjoying myself immensely, I bounced up and down on his cock, gradually working it into my asshole until it was balls-deep inside of me. Once I’d taken all of his cock in my asshole, I began to ride it, hammering away, my entire weight slamming down onto his body.

After a while, Scott put his hands beneath my ass and held my body in place while he hammered his hips upward, fucking my asshole all by himself. I took the opportunity to slip two fingers into my pussy and bang away while he pounded away at my ass.

Once he had used up all of his energy and fallen still to catch his breath, I slipped his cock out of my ass and scooted my body back a bit then leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on it for a bit, cleaning my ass juices off his cock while Scott’s body shuddered in enjoyment beneath me.

“You like, don’t you?” I asked. “You like it when I suck my ass juices off your cock, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah,” he said.

“Good,” I said. “Because I love the taste of my ass. Especially when I’m sucking it off someone’s cock.”

As Scott laughed softly in amazement, I wrapped my lips around his cock again, but this time my goal was to coat it with saliva before slipping it back into my ass.

After Scott’s cock was coated with my saliva, I flipped my body around so I was facing him again, in the traditional cowgirl position.

“Are you ready to fuck my asshole some more?” I asked as I grabbed ahold of his cock and smacked it against my pussy a couple of times.

“Yes please,” he replied.

“So polite,” I said, rising up a bit to make it easier to slide his cock inside of me. “I love it.” 

Holding his cock upright, I dropped my ass onto it, letting it slip into my anus. We both groaned in pleasure and looked directly into each other’s eyes. Then I my hands on his chest for balance and dropped my body onto his cock, taking it all the way down before rising back up, making his cock completely disappear inside my asshole.

I bounced on his cock for a little while, then started moving my hips forward and back, changing up the angle of penetration and keeping Scott on edge.

We were both groaning louder, neither of us in any mood to talk. It was all business now as we both reached towards orgasm.

Wanting to get there before he did, I started rubbing my clit while continuing to work Scott’s cock with my ass. After playing with my clit for half a minute, I was ready to cum. I let out a low, deep groan and my body tensed up before releasing in a rush, sending juices squirting out of my pussy and making me shake and shimmy in relief.

Now that I had cum, Scott was free to finish up too, which he was very close to doing from what I could see.

“Are you almost ready to cum?” I asked him, still riding his cock with my asshole but far more gently now.

He nodded.

“Good,” I said. “Because I want to do something special to you while you do.”

I climbed up and off of Scott’s cock, letting it slip out of my asshole. He let out a groan of disappointment but quickly changed his tune when I slid my body down between his legs and took his hard cock in my mouth.

Maintaining eye contact, I sucked Scott’s cock, cleaning it of my ass juices, my head bouncing up and down on it while my hands worked his balls.

After a bit, I switched things up, taking his balls in my mouth and working his cock with my hand. I alternated between these two positions every couple of seconds, bringing Scott ever closer to orgasm.

“Are you ready for the fun part?” I asked now that he was right on the verge of cumming.

Scott nodded. His eyes were wide with excitement and stress as I kept him right on the edge of orgasm.

Smiling widely, I released both his balls and his cock. Then I slipped my hands under his knees and pushed back on them, tilting his body back, lifting his ass off the floor so his asshole was at the same level as my head.

“Holy shit,” Scott said as he realized what was to come. His voice was filled with excitement and trepidation.

“Hold your legs up for me,” I said.

Scott did as he was told, hooking his arms under his knees and holding his legs in place.

“That’s a good boy,” I said, putting my hands on his asscheeks and spreading them apart.

From there I didn’t waste any time, running my tongue up from the bottom of his asshole to the base of his balls, lapping at him like a kitten drinking milk, exactly like he’d done to me earlier in the evening.

As Scott moaned, I knew I didn’t have much time left before he came, so I turned things up a notch, working his cock with my hand, jerking him off while I made my tongue rigid and pushed my face against Scott’s ass, forcing my tongue into his asshole and tongue-fucking it.

I could tell Scott was barely holding on. He was right on the verge of cumming, but there was once more thing I wanted to do, so I slid my tongue out of his asshole, giving him a moment to recover before the coup de grace.

“It looks like you like that, Scott. Am I right?”

“I fucking love it,” he said, his voice hoarse.

“Do you want me to take things a step further?”

“Hell yes,” he said. “But I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“Don’t worry about that,” I said. “I’ve already gotten more than I expected out of you. Feel free to cum whenever you want.”

“Are you sure?” Scott asked.

“Positive,” I replied. “You’ve done a great job and have more than earned another night with me. Now it’s your turn to be rewarded.”

The smile of relief on Scott’s face was classic. It made me smile in return.

“Now buckle up, baby,” I said as I stuck my middle finger into my mouth to get it lubed up. “Because here it comes.” 

I popped my finger out of my mouth and rubbed the outside of his asshole with it for a few seconds while he squirmed and moaned in pleasure. A short time later, I set the tip of my finger directly on his asshole and pushed just a hair, not enough for my finger to slip inside him, but pretty damn close.

“Are you ready for this?”

He nodded.

“Are you positive?”

He nodded again, more vigorously this time.

“All right,” I said. “Here it comes.”

I pushed my hand forward and slid my finger into his asshole.

Scott let out a low, guttural groan and his face contorted into a combination of pleasure and discomfort as I worked his asshole slowly with my finger, moving it back and forth, forcing it deeper and deeper inside him with every thrust.

“Holy fucking shit,” Scott said, barely able to speak. I could tell he was within seconds of cumming, so I decided to help him get over the top once and for all.

Bending down, I wrapped my lips around his cock and blew him while continuing to work his asshole. I started slowly at first but quickly picked up speed with both my finger and mouth, knowing there wasn’t much time left.

And I was right. No more than five seconds later, Scott’s body tensed up in preparation of blowing his load. But I didn’t let up one bit, slamming my finger into his asshole and continuing to take his cock deep inside my mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Scott groaned. “Here I fucking cum!”

But still I blew him and fingered him, continuing to do so even as the first blast of hot cum shot into my mouth and down my throat. And the second. And the third, fourth, and fifth. I refused to release his cock from my mouth or my finger from his asshole until his cock was completely dry.

Once Scott had finally finished cumming, I let his cock slide out of my mouth and my finger slip out of his asshole. After both were free, I gave him a wink then tilted my head back, swallowing the rest of his cum that hadn’t yet made its down my throat. Then I slipped the finger that had been in his asshole into my mouth and cleaned that off too.

Scott sat there watching me, laughing and shaking his head and shuddering and trying to catch his breath.

“Well, what did you think?” I asked.

“I think you’re one hell of a woman,” he said.

“Thanks, baby,” I replied. “You’re not too bad yourself. You could still use a little work, for sure, but I was pleasantly surprised at how well you held up.”

“Thanks,” he said sheepishly.

“And like I said earlier, you definitely earned yourself another night with me. How does tomorrow sound?”

“Perfect,” he said.

“Great,” I replied, standing up and then helping him to his feet. “Now let’s get cleaned up and get you back home. You need some time to recover. Because tomorrow is going to be even crazier than today was.”

 

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MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR

JT HOLLAND

 

Let me tell you about my barely legal neighbor. Her name is Kelly and she’s nineteen years old. Although not the hottest girl in the world, Kelly is extremely cute, with big brown eyes, long brown hair, and a tiny, incredibly tight body. Standing at just a shade over 5’8” and checking in at right around 120 pounds, she’s skinny but athletic, with well-defined muscles and a washboard stomach and thin but toned legs.

But where she really shines is her attitude. Upon first seeing her, Kelly appears like she’s going to be petite and demure, even a bit shy, but it quickly becomes apparent that she’s wickedly smart and armed with a black sense of humor. Plus she had absolutely no qualms about speaking her mind, something that I adore in people, especially women.

And in the bedroom? Let’s just say that she knows her way around. She’s up for anything, often instigating our more adventurous sessions and never turning down a request of mine, no matter how perverted.

Kelly is a true slut, in the best sense of the word. And even though she’s almost three years younger than me, she has the experience and attitude of a much older woman, making me feel like the younger man, something that doesn’t bother me at all.

We hooked up for the first time six months ago. We didn’t get super-freaky that afternoon but considering we’d only known each other for a few minutes before hopping into bed, I wasn’t complaining. After all, how often is it that you meet a girl while jogging and end up fucking her less than five minutes later? Not often. But that’s exactly what happened.

 

#

 

I was on my way back to my house after a three mile run and she was just getting home. She parked her car against the curb and exited the driver’s side just as I got to her driveway. I glanced up at her, saw that she was a cutie, and kept right on looking, even as she returned my stare. In fact, she was checking me out just as intensely as I was checking her out. More so, actually.

“You like what you see?” she asked. She was glaring at me with eyes that were harsh but held an undercurrent of playfulness and one side of her mouth was turned up in a little smirk.

I stopped in front of her. We were about five feet away. I was already done with my run, so I figured I might as well do a little bit of flirting, not expecting it to end up anywhere. I looked her up and down, just as she had done to me. She was wearing a red t-shirt, jeans and t-shirt. Nothing too revealing but she wore them well.

“That depends,” I said. “Do you?”

She shrugged. “You’re the best looking boy I’ve seen in a while.”

I laughed softly. “Well thanks, I guess. I believe I can honestly say the same thing about you. Except substitute girl for boy, of course.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” she said, speaking casually. “So do you want to come in and fuck?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, a little smile masking my disbelief.

“What? Did I stutter?” she said.

“No, I guess you didn’t.”

“Well then, what do you say? You like what you see and so do I. No sense beating around the bush. We might as well get on with things and see what comes of it.”

I considered her offer, trying to figure out if she was just messing with me. I’m generally considered a pretty good-looking guy, even having done a little modeling for an underwear company back in my earlier years, and I was used to getting hit on. But not like this. Never like this.

“You’re serious?” I asked, just to make sure.

“Absolutely,” she replied.

I pretended to think about it for a moment, but in reality, there was nothing to think about. She was a cute girl, and undoubtedly experienced, based on the way she was acting. Plus her forwardness could only mean good things in the bedroom.

“Sure,” I said. “What the fuck.”

“Great,” she said, turning and heading up the front walk. “Then follow me.”

So I did.

She unlocked the door and held it open for me. “By the way,” she said. “My name is Kelly.”

“I’m Clay,” I replied, walking past her and into the living room. It was a decent enough place, fairly well furnished. I idly wondered if Kelly lived alone. Not that it mattered too much at this point.

“Nice to meet you, Clay,” Kelly said, closing the door behind us.

She took my hand and led me across the living room. My eyes were on her ass the entire time as it worked beneath her jeans. It was tight and tiny, exactly how I liked them.

We went through the first door on the right. It was a sparse bedroom, consisting of a television, a couple of bookshelves, a king-sized bed and not much else.

I closed the door behind us and when I turned around, Kelly was already on her knees, her hands pulling down my flimsy running shorts and briefs I wore underneath.

“Okay, then,” I said, caught off-guard but not complaining in the least. “I guess it’s going to be like that.”

“Yes it is,” Kelly said right before she took my cock in her mouth.

My cock was already chubby from anticipation and it quickly grew hard as Kelly worked it inside her mouth, licking and sucking on it like she’d done this a thousand times before. And maybe she had. I had no idea. But again, I wasn’t complaining.

Shortly after my cock was hard, Kelly stood up and starting taking off her clothes without any pretense. I followed suit, stripping my shirt off and slipping out of my socks and shoes.

Once we were both naked, she spun me around so my back was facing the bed, then gave me a little shove, pushing me down onto the covers, falling on top of me as I came crashing down.

Before we had even stopped bouncing, Kelly was climbing on top of me, one leg on each side of me, straddling me. She grabbed ahold of my cock and guided it into her dripping wet pussy. Leaning forward, she stuck her tongue into my mouth and started slowly grinding on my cock.

It wasn’t long before she began to pick up the pace, breaking off the kiss and leaning back until she was sitting straight up. With my hands on her waist, she worked my cock in and out of her pussy, moving her body back and forth, then in a circular motion, then bouncing up and down on it, mixing things up, keeping me from getting too comfortable.

I ran my hands up her washboard stomach and grabbed ahold of her small but incredibly perky tits. I played with her nipples, rubbing and flicking and lightly squeezing them until they were hard.

Staring down at me, Kelly’s face was a mask of concentration, her eyes totally focused and her jaw set tight. Her breath was coming more quickly now and she was slamming down onto my body with more and more force. Both of us were covered in sweat and the room smelled like sex.

She leaned forward and put her hands on my chest and used the newfound leverage to drop her ass onto my cock even more aggressively.

“Holy shit,” she said. “Your cock feels so fucking good in my pussy.”

She hammered down on me a couple more times then climbed off my cock and slid her body down the bed until her head was poised directly between my legs.

Staring directly at me, she ran her tongue up and down my cock, licking it clean of her juices. With her eyes still locked on mine, she said, “I love the taste of my pussy. Do you like it when I lick my pussy juices off of your cock?”

I nodded, unsure of whether I could even speak at that point.

Sensing my trepidation, Kelly laughed, then took my cock in her mouth and started to blow me proper, bouncing her head up and down on it a few times before taking it halfway down and holding it there.

A couple seconds later she pulled her head off. Gripping my cock in her hand, she jerked me off, still maintaining eye contact.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?” she asked.

“I fucking love it,” I said, finding my voice.

“It makes you want to come all over me, doesn’t it?” she said.

“Yes it does,” I replied.

Smiling, she said, “Maybe in a little while. But first I need your hard cock inside me again.” She released her hold on my cock and turned around.

Climbing onto her hands and knees, she stuck her ass up in the air. Then she turned her upper body so she was looking back at me as I sat there, staring at her.

“You like what you see?” she asked.

“Very much so,” I said.

“Well then, what are you waiting for?”

I didn’t have a good answer, so I climbed to my knees and slid my body in behind hers. I grabbed ahold of my cock and slipped it into her dripping wet pussy.

It slid in easily, like dipping into it pool of warm oil. It felt so good that I was afraid of giving her too much of my cock for fear that I wouldn’t last very long inside her if I did. But she refused to take things slow, working her ass back into me, moving it back and forth, slowly at first but gradually picking up steam.

It wasn’t long before she was bouncing her ass back against me hard enough that I was losing my balance. I grabbed ahold of her hips and started moving forward as she moved back, our bodies meeting in the middle. It started off as a way to counteract her gyrations but we quickly settled into a nice rhythm.  

We continued on like this, our bodies working in perfect synch, slamming together with just the right amount of force to maximize the pleasure. Her breath was growing more rapid, as was mine, along with the rising pitch of the moans and groans coming from our mouths.

I grabbed ahold of her ass cheeks and spread her ass apart and started slamming my cock into her more aggressively, giving it to her balls deep, our bodies smacking up against each other with a wet sound.

“Holy shit,” she said. “Just like that. Just like that.”

Kelly shifted her body, lifting her chin and arching her back a little further. She shook her head back and forth a couple of times, causing her hair to spill down her back. It beckoned me, just lying there, begging to get pulled.

Kelly turned her head and looked back at me, and somehow knew exactly what I was thinking. Between moaning breaths, she said, “Go ahead. Do it. Pull my fucking hair.”

So I did, grabbing a handful of it and giving it a yank. Her head tilted further back and her spine arched even more, revealing her vertebrae and sharp shoulder blades and back muscles.

This drove me crazy with lust, and I started hammering my cock into her even more aggressively.

“Holy fuck,” she said, her voice rising in tone and intensity. “Just like that. Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop! I’m going to fucking cum!”

And Kelly was as good as her word, tightening up for just a moment before unleashing a wordless scream as her entire body shimmied and shook while I continued pounding away at her.

Once her orgasm had passed, she pulled herself off me. Before I had a chance to move, she’d spun around and wrapped her lips around my cock .

Maintaining the same intensity from earlier, she started to blow me, moving her head back and forth while I looked down at her. Kelly worked my cock like a champ, jerking me off while she sucked on the tip, constantly varying the speed and pressure and depth, keeping me on my toes.

One of her hands slid down to my ballsack and gave it a squeeze while she continued to blow me. After a particularly intense series of maneuvers, she took my cock three quarters of the way down, and held it there for a few seconds while she continued massaging my balls.

I let out a soft moan and quickly pulled away before it was too late.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, looking up at me with you a little grin on her face. “You don’t want to cum all over me?”

“Of course I do,” I said. “Just not quite yet. First I want to eat your pussy.”

She flashed me a mock disappointed look. “Well, I guess if you insist . . .” she said.

“Oh I do,” I said. “I most definitely do.”

I climbed off the bed, then grabbed ahold of her legs and pulled her towards me. Giggling, Kelly scooted her backside along the blankets. Once her hips were poised right at the edge of the bed, I spread her legs apart, opening her up, and dropped to my knees. I shot her a quick glance, then buried my face in her shaved, sopping wet, perfect little pussy.

I started working it with my tongue, lapping at her pussy from the bottom to the top like a kitten drinking milk. As Kelly made high-pitched pleasurable sounds, I stuck my tongue deep inside her pussy and started exploring.

Based on the sounds coming from her mouth she was enjoying it immensely. I was too, totally digging the control I had over her while I was down there, not to mention the smell, the taste, and the smoothness of her insides.

I glanced up at her face and saw her eyes closed and her head thrown back. Smiling, I got my fingers into the mix, sliding them into her pussy while I moved my tongue up and dug it into her clit.

This set Kelly off again, her eyes opening wide and a string of obscenities pouring from her mouth. As her body bucked back and forth, she screamed, “Holy fucking shit! Right there, right fucking there!”

A few seconds later she came again, her body quivering while her pussy drenched my fingers and my mouth with its juices.

Feeling my own orgasm creeping ever closer, I slid my fingers out of her pussy and pulled my tongue away from her clit and climbed to my feet.

“You’re really fucking good at that,” Kelly said, her mouth turned up in a smile and her eyes brimming with excitement.

“Thanks,” I said. “I’m glad I got a chance to show you what I can do.”

“So am I,” she said. “So am I. Now stick your cock back into me and fuck me until you’re ready to come all over me, understand?”

“If you insist,” I said, matching her tone of mock disappointment from earlier.

Laughing, she threw her legs open, grabbed ahold of my cock, and slid it into her waiting pussy. It was wetter than ever and it engulfed my cock immediately.

I tried to take things slow but she was so wet that it was impossible. So I didn’t worry about trying to make it last as long as possible, and just went with the flow, sliding my cock in and out of her pussy with increasing speed, giving it to her balls deep every time.

Kelly threw her legs over my shoulders, lifting her ass up off the bed a little bit, giving me a better angle to work with and allowing my cock deeper inside her.

Leaning forward, my palms on the bed, elbows locked out, I pummeled her with everything I had, hammering away at her pussy while she moaned in pleasure beneath me.

She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and lifted her head up a little bit. “Are you ready to come yet?” she asked.

“Almost,” I replied.

“Make sure you tell me when,” she said. “I want your hot cum all over me.”

“Don’t worry, I will,” I said.

I pumped my cock into her a few more times then said, “Holy fuck here I cum,” and quickly slid my cock out of her pussy.

Kelly climbed off the bed and dropped down to her knees on the ground in front of me. She grabbed the base of my cock in her hand and took the tip in her mouth. Holding the skin of my shaft tight with her hand, she sucked on the head of my cock, her mouth acting like a siphon, drawing my cum from me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said under my breath as my body took the final steps towards orgasm.

Maintaining eye contact the entire time, Kelly continued sucking my cock right up until the moment my sperm was going to start shooting out of it. Only then did she pull her mouth off my cock and jerk me off, sending white spurts of cum all over her chest.

I spasmed four times before falling still.

Kelly’s tits were covered in my sperm. It was dripping down her chest and onto her stomach. Smiling up at me, she took my cock in her mouth one last time, sucking on the tip to extract every last bit of cum from me before rising to her feet and falling back onto the bed.

I fell down next to her. Both our backs were on the covers and our eyes were looking up at the ceiling.

“Well, that was fun,” she said, adding, “If a little bit unadventurous.”

“I’ve known you for all of thirty minutes,” I said. “You can’t expect people to get too crazy on each in that short of a time.”

“I guess not,” she said. “But next time, we’ll have no excuses.”

“None at all,” I said, flashing her a smile. “None. At. All.”

 

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TROLLING FOR MEN

TAYLOR JORDAN

 

Seducing men isn’t an art form, it’s a matter of simple numbers. Ask enough men if they want to fuck and eventually you’ll find one that will. Usually within a couple of minutes. Especially if you look like Brooke. 5’10, 135 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, toned body, a great rack, tight ass, long legs; she’s every man’s dream. She rarely get denied, and when she does, it’s no big deal, she just moves on to the next one.

Now, most people think seducing random guys is dangerous. But it’s anything but. Because Brooke does it the right way. The smart way. No seducing men at a bar, where they’re drunk and dangerous and you have to go home with them. Or at some party where anything can happen. No chance. It’s all about picking the right situation, one where you’re more likely to find a certain kind of man, one that you can trust (relatively speaking) and where help it not far away at all.

Brooke likes hotels. Especially the nicer ones near the airport. Businessmen, usually, with a little bit of a money and a job. Plus a family, which is always a plus, especially considering how most men treat matrimony these days. Most of the time she does her dirty work in the hotel gym. It’s good for a few reasons.

First of all, she gets to show off her body without making it look like she’s doing it on purpose. Shorts and a t-shirt or sometimes just a training bra are a great way to display her assets while also revealing plenty of skin. Plus the men usually aren’t wearing much either, which means they can’t hide anything. The running shorts they usually wear, with the thin material and high cuts make it pretty easy to see what they have going on down below.

Another benefit to the gym is its inherent solitude. A person is usually there by themselves, making it easier to talk without being in danger of getting yourself in trouble because of witnesses. In fact, Brooke will often wait until the later hours of the night to make her move, when one man is in the gym all by himself. Not only does it make the man feel special, but the lack of other people cuts down significantly on the embarrassment factor.

One final added benefit is a simple one; only a certain kind of man goes to the gym. Usually younger, or at least in decent shape, and they usually don’t hate themselves, otherwise they wouldn’t bother making themselves better. Which is always a bonus.

As for the hotel itself, its advantages are pretty obvious. Namely, a room nearby, most likely empty except for the one person staying in it. Private but not too private; a room all to yourself but lots of people in close range, which usually keeps things from getting out of hand. Clean, a bed, a shower, all that good stuff. Plus the transitory nature of hotels is a big plus, especially the near a major airport. Not much danger of getting into an awkward situation down the road, for Brooke or for the man, which is always a big factor in these things. 

 

#

 

Brooke saw Walter in the hotel gym just after 10PM on a Friday night. He was a good-looking man in his mid-thirties, a shade over six feet tall, dark hair, a rugged face, and a well-maintained body.

She’d been trolling hotels in the area for a couple of hours, looking for the right man and the right situation and it looked like she found it.

After catching his eye and then chatting him up a little bit, she made her move, asking him for a spot while she did some squats. He obliged.

And once she was done she put her hand on his shoulder and said in a sexy voice: “There’s something else you can help me out with.”

He gave her a sideways glance, as though he hadn’t heard her right.

“Come on,” Brooke said. “You’re a good looking man. Don’t tell me the is the first time you’ve ever been propositioned.”

“No,” Walter said. “But it’s the first time I’ve been propositioned in a hotel gym before.”

“Fair enough,” Brooke said. “Well, what do you say?”

“I say let’s go give it a shot,” Walter said, smiling widely.

“That’s what I figured you’d say,” Brooke said. “Lead the way, big boy, and let’s go desecrate ourselves a hotel room.”

 


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