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Jordan Parker

Shane Tyler

Tory Mynx

Tyler Mackey

JT Holland

Michael Scott Taylor

Vicki Harper

Brock Landers

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I had just parked my car and was on my way down the hallway towards my apartment when I saw Tim coming my way. He had a load of laundry in his hands, blocking his upper body from view, but his gym shorts showed off his incredible, muscular legs.

I found myself staring—as I always did whenever I saw him—at his gorgeous, sharply-lined face with his seemingly permanent two-day old stubble and dark hair and killer body. And, as always, he just gave me a wry smile in return.

But then he seemed to sense something, which wasn’t a surprise, based on my mood. I was coming off an extremely shitty first date, even by my standards, which were extremely low after more than a year of constant relationship disappointments.

 “Is everything okay?” Tim asked, clearly concerned.

Trying to play it off, I nodded.

He just laughed. Not in a mean way, but like he wasn’t fooled. “Don’t give me that crap,” he said. “What’s the matter.”

“Oh, just guy problems,” I said, waving my hand, pretending like it was no big deal.

“Yeah, pretty much every one I know is a real asshole,” Tim said.

“Tell me about it,” I said.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked.

“No,” I said, shaking my head, even though I really did. I felt like having a few drinks and just spilling my guts, bitching and complaining about everything. I just wanted to vent. But I didn’t know Tim well enough to feel comfortable doing that to him.

“Bullshit,” he said. “You’re a bad liar.”

I laughed softly and gave him an aw-shucks shrug. “You’ve got me there.”

“I’ll tell you what,” Tim said. “Take half an hour to get yourself together, and then I’ll come over. We’ll have a few drinks and you can let off some steam. Tell me whatever you want. I’m a surprisingly good listener.”

“I don’t know . . .” I said, letting it hang out there, just wanting to make sure he really meant it.

“Yes you do,” he said. “Stop playing so hard to get. You’ll feel better after you vent. I always do.”

I gave him a little smile and nodded my head. “Okay. You win.”

“Cool,” he said returning my smile. “Then I’ll see you in thirty minutes.”

“Okay,” I said, staring into his big blue eyes. He really was a great looking man. Too bad he was gay.

 Tim turned and started down the hall, only to stop after a few paces. “Oh, and what kind of wine to you prefer? Red or white?”

“Red all the way.”

“Me too,” he said, his smile growing a little wider as he turned to walked away.




Tim arrived precisely on time. He brought two bottles of wine. Damn good wine, too. One bottle of Napa Valley Silver Oak and one bottle of Cask 23 from Stag’s Leap.

The Silver Oak had been breathing for half an hour, so we dipped into that first.

“This is amazing,” I said. “You sure have good taste in wines.”

“It’s a bit of a hobby of mine,” he said, taking a sip himself.

Again I thought to myself how much of a shame it was that he was gay.

We dusted off the first bottle in fifteen minutes, making small talk the whole time. It was only after we were halfway through the second  bottle that I was ready to get down to business.

I turned to him and said, “Do you really want to know what’s going on?”

“Absolutely,” he replied.

“Okay,” I said. “But I’m not going to hold back, okay? If I’m going to vent I need to do it properly. Without any restraint.”

“That’s that whole point,” Tim said, pouring me another glass of Cask 23. “Say whatever you need to. I can handle it.”

I took a long drink and readied myself to bare my soul this man I’d only known for less than an hour. Strangely, it didn’t seem awkward at all. Whether or not that was because of the wine or not, I wasn’t sure. But it didn’t really matter in the long run anyway. What was important was that I was comfortable around him.

“Okay,” I said. “So here it is. I’ve spent years looking for a man that can give me what I need without any hint of success.”

“And what is it, exactly, that you need?” Tim asked.

“Well, sometimes it’s just a good, hard pounding,” I said. “Sometimes it’s more.”

“How much more?”

“It all depends on the day,” I replied, “Some days I like it rough. Other days gentle. Sometimes I like to be in charge, other times the submissive. What I really need is someone who likes to get freaky in all sorts of ways. Someone who like to fuck as much as I do, and who won’t get all weirded out if things start to get extreme.”  

“Do you mind if I speak openly?” Tim asked.

“Please do,” I said.

“Well, forgive me if this is a little sudden, especially considering we’ve only just gotten to know each other, but if you really mean what you just said, then I’d like to offer up my services.”

“You?” I said, shocked.

“Yeah,” Tim replied. “Why not?”

“But I thought . . . I’d heard you were—”


I nodded.

“Nah, I’m straight as a two-by-four. And about the same size down there, too.”

“Noooo,” I said, drawing out the word. I wasn’t sure what I was more surprised to hear, that Tim was straight or that he was packing heat down below.

“Yep,” he said. “Despite what everyone around here thinks, I’m completely, one hundred percent into women.” He leaned in as though sharing a secret. Talking softly, almost in a whisper, he said: “Although I’m not ashamed to admit that I don’t mind having my asshole played with every once in a while, if the woman is into that sort of thing.”

My excitement was only matched by my exasperation. For more than six months, here I was, living across the hall from a super hot, mega-cool, incredibly sexy twenty-five year old man who’d I’d never made a pass at because I thought he was gay. But he was straight. And apparently was into the same kind of freaky stuff I was. I didn’t know whether to be happy about what was (hopefully) to come or annoyed that I’d wasted the last six months of opportunity because of some stupid rumor I’d heard.

“So what do you say?” Tim asked.

I shook my head to help myself refocus. “I say we give it a shot, see how it goes,” I replied, trying to keep my cool, barely able to hide my excitement.

“How about if I get things started,” he said.

“Be my guest,” I replied.

Smiling, Tim set his wine glass down, then climbed off the couch, spread my legs apart, stepped in between them, and dropped to his knees, his face at the same level as my already soaking wet pussy.

His gentle hands slid up the inside of my legs, causing them to tingle. I let out a little gasp of pleasure and tried to maintain my composure. I reached for my wine and finished off the last of it while Tim undid the button on my pants, then the zipper, then hooked his fingers around the waistband and pulled them off, panties and all.

“Oh my,” I said, my hormones raging. “You certainly don’t waste any time, do you?”

Instead of answering with words, Tim spread my legs even further, and buried his face in my pussy.

I let out a little gasp as he went to work, licking and tonguing my snatch with a practiced touch, not taking his time at all, just going to town.

Tim slid two fingers inside my pussy while he continued to eat me out, his fingers banging away with tons of energy while my moans grew in intensity. Glancing over at the mirror, I caught the look on my face. It was screwed into an expression of intense concentration mixed in with healthy amounts of pleasure. A look of pure, unbridled enjoyment, which was exactly what I was feeling.

“Holy fuck, just like that,” I said between gasps. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

He slid another finger into my pussy, making it three total. Because it was so early in the evening, they were a snug fit at first but I quickly loosened up as he continued banging away.

I could feel an orgasm coming on and decided to help it get here more quickly, so I slid my right hand down and started rubbing clit with my right hand while my left groped at one of my tits. Between my two hands, Tim’s fingers, and his tongue, it was a blur of motion and movement, all for the same purpose. My pleasure.

With so much attention on me, it wasn’t long before the orgasm made it’s presence felt. It started with an increase in the speed which my fingers were working my clit, followed by my breath getting faster, then louder moans. This was followed by a tensing up of my muscles, which, after a few seconds of straddling the edge of the cliff, led to a violent release, with my entire body quivering madly. Next I let out a little scream, followed by an explosion of juices from my pussy as I squirted all over Tim, drenching his face as though he’d stepped under a waterfall.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said breathlessly once I’d regained my composure. “That was incredible.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Tim said, looking up at me with his ever-present wry smile.

“Liked it? I fucking loved it,” I said. “I had no idea you had such talent.”

“And I had no idea you were such a squirter,” he replied, going back to work on my pussy with his tongue, although more gently this time.

“Yeah, sorry about that.”

“Sorry? What for? I loved it.”

“Really?” I said, surprised. “Most guys don’t like that sort of thing.”

“Yes, well I’m not like most guys,” he said between licks. “The wetter the better as far as I’m concerned.”

I laughed and shook my head.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I replied, grinning madly. “It’s just that I would have never guessed you were such a pervert.”

“Well, I am,” he said, looking up at me from between my legs, his face still wet from my pussy juices. “I hope that’s okay.”

“It’s wonderful,” I said, my smile growing even larger.

“Good,” Tim added, replacing his tongue with his fingers in order to make the conversation easier. “Because I never would have guessed you were such a slut.”

“Tell me about it,” I said. “I don’t really look like it from the outside.”

“Which is deliberate, I would imagine,” he said.

“Absolutely,” I replied, starting to get wound up once again from his fingers slowly working my pussy. “It keeps the scumbags at bay.”

“Like me,” he said, smiling.

“Exactly,” I replied, playing along. We both knew he was nowhere near a scumbag. “Seriously though, sometimes it’s good that people don’t know who you really are.”

“Tell me about it,” Tim said. “That’s why I don’t bother telling people I’m not gay. It keeps the unsavory women away.”

“Like me,” I said.

He laughed. “Exactly,” he said in the exact same joking tone I’d used earlier.

I was about to say something but forgot what it was. It was getting harder and harder to converse, let alone think. Tim had some seriously talented fingers.

“And since we wasted the last six months due to our . . . mutual misunderstanding, that just means we’ll have to make up for them by screwing around with each other as much as possible,” he said.

“Speaking of which,” I said, yanking his hand out of my pussy and pulling him to his feet while simultaneously climbing off the couch and then dropping to the floor in front of him. “It’s time for me to return the favor.”

“If you insist,” Tim said.

“Oh, I do,” I said as I undid his zipper and pulled his cock out of his pants. “Wow,” I said softly. “You weren’t lying when you said you were well-hung, were you?”

Tim smiled and shook his head while I admired his cock. It was huge, at least eight inches long and the perfect width; thick but not too thick. Not only was it the biggest cock I’d ever seen up close and personal, but it was a beautiful one too, smooth and well-maintained. Plus it was hard enough to hammer nails, which was just as important as the size.

Looking up at him, maintaining eye contact, I wrapped one hand around his shaft, opened my mouth, and took the head of his cock between my lips. I sucked on the tip while stroking the shaft with my hand, working it slowly at first but picking up the pace as I went along.

It wasn’t long before I was taking him halfway down with every thrust, and eventually even three-quarters. I couldn’t quite swallow the whole thing—not this early in the evening, at least, but I was making a good run of it, forcing it as far as it would go and holding it there for a few seconds before pulling off.

“Not bad,” Tim said. “Not bad at all.”

“Fuck that,” I said. “I’m going to take the whole thing.”

He gave me a patronizing little smile.

“What?” I said, using my saliva to jerk him off while we spoke. “You don’t think I can do it?”

“I’m not saying you can’t—”

“But you are saying that you don’t think I can.”

Tim shrugged but he still had the same little smile on his face.

“Challenge accepted,” I said. Then I went back to work on his cock.

I bobbed on it a couple of times, getting it nice and slippery and warming myself up again, then grabbed ahold of his ass and pushed my head as far forward as I could, ignoring the urge to gag.

It wasn’t easy, but I eventually forced his entire monstrous cock into my mouth, swallowing it like it was a sword. With my hands grabbing his ass, I held myself in place, my nose pressing up against his stomach while his cock tickled the back of my throat.

“Holy shit,” he said under his breath, his shock apparent in his tone.

I felt a burst of pride. I loved surprising people, exceeding their expectations. It always made me feel good.

After deepthroating him for upwards of seven seconds, I let his cock slide out of my mouth, inch-by-inch, releasing it slowly, leaving it glistening in the light with my saliva. I took a moment to catch my breath, playing with his cock as I did so.

“What do you think now?” I said, smiling up at him.

“I think you’re fucking amazing,” Tim said, smiling back.

“Why thank you,” I said.

“My pleasure,” he replied.

“Is there anything else you want to do to me while I’m down here?” I asked.

He nodded.

“Then be my guest,” I said. “Do whatever you want. I’m your little plaything.”

A little grin crept onto Tim’s face and he stepped forward. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head towards him and slid his cock into my open mouth.

He didn’t waste any time, hammering his cock in and out of my mouth, giving me his entire cock with every thrust. His balls slapped up against my chin and his grip on my hair got tighter as he pounded away, grunting under his breath.

Saliva poured out of my mouth and onto the floor as he face-fucked me, wet, slurpy sounds escaping from my throat, filling the room with nastiness.

I ran one of my hands down my stomach and started rubbing my clit as he continued pummeling my mouth with his cock for another thirty seconds, making me gag and cough but not slowing down, aggressively slamming his cock in and out of my mouth as I stared up at him. He forced me to deepthroat him once again for a short time before pulling away.

“Are you ready to get fucked?” he asked, looking down at me with an excited grin as he slipped his shirt off, revealing an incredible body that had to take hours a day in the gym to maintain. Six-pack abs, perfect, hairless pecs, rocked-out arms.

“Ready and waiting,” I said, biting down on my bottom lip.

He bent down and held out a hand. I took it and he helped me to my feet. Holding onto my hand, he led me to the couch and sat down, then pulled me down on top of him so I was straddling him.

I was desperate to have his cock inside me by now, so I quickly adjusted my position so my knees were bent and my shins were flat on the cushion underneath my thighs, then I grabbed ahold of his cock and slipped it into my soaking wet pussy.

We both let out soft but insistent groans as he entered me.

Tim was so big that it was a tight fit but I was wet enough that it wasn’t an issue. Just a little bit of pressure in all the right places as my pussy engulfed his cock.

I placed my palms on top of Tim’s thighs and leaned back, arching my back and tilting my chin towards the ceiling, exposing the hollow of my neck and offering him my still-clothed chest.

He took the bait, grabbing and squeezing them through the material of my shirt, then cupping his hands beneath them and pushing up while I bounced atop him, my hair flying everywhere as wet, slapping sounds filled the room as our bodies came together.

I hammered down on his cock a few more times before suddenly leaning forward, mixing things up a bit, changing the angle of penetration.

At this point in the evening, I was looking to do some damage, so I put my hands on Tim’s chest for balance and started bouncing atop him, impaling myself on his cock, hammering my body down onto his. I rode his cock from tip to base, slamming my ass down, taking the entire thing in fast, rhythmic thrusts.

“Do you like that?” I asked, whispering harshly between deep breaths. Our faces were inches apart, close enough that I could feel his hot breath in my face. It smelled like cinnamon and grapes. “Do you like it when I ride your cock?”

“I love it,” Tim said.

“Yeah?” I asked, taking a moment to slip my shirt off and then my bra, freeing up my tits. They were big and beautiful, not gigantic but perky and awesome and completely natural.

He nodded, his eyes locked onto my newly released puppies.

“What about my tits?” I asked, climbing a little bit higher atop him so my chest was in his face, mere centimeters away, close enough that my hard nipples brushed  his lips every once in a while.

“I love them too,” he said, his trademarked sly little grin still on his face.

“Do you want to lick them?” I asked, still moving up and down on his cock, just not with as much force.

“Very much so,” he replied.

“Yeah, I thought you might,” I said, keeping his cock inside of me but no longer bouncing on him. “But first I want to do something to you.”

“Whatever you want,” Tim said.

Smiling, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it forward, pressing his face into my chest, smothering him against my flesh. Then I squeezed my tits together, smashing his head between them and pulling his face further against my chest while I stayed put atop of him. His cock was pressing against my vaginal walls and I could feel it getting harder as I smothered him with my tits.

I held him in place for a full ten seconds before letting him free. Breathing deeply, he smiled up at me, his face red and his eyes full of excitement.

“It looks like you enjoyed that,” I said.

“It was awesome,” he replied.

“Do you want me to do it again?”

“Yes please,” Tim said.

So, after giving him another couple of seconds to catch his breath, I grabbed the back of his head and again pulled his face against my chest, smothering him. This time I upped the ante by starting to slowly ride his cock once again.

This time, after a full 15 seconds of holding him there, I could feel him starting to get a little antsy. He still hadn’t tried to pull away, but I could sense it was imminent. But I wanted to see how much he could take. Plus I knew at least part of him liked what was going on; his cock was bigger than ever inside me. So instead of releasing him, I leaned forward and put my mouth next to his ear.

“Just relax,” I whispered. “You’re a real man. You can handle it.”

He relaxed his body and calmed down considerably.

“There you go,” I said, stroking his hair with my fingers. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you up before anything bad happens.”

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. And having control over him was turning me on like crazy.

When I finally let him free after almost half a minute, Tim’s face was bright red from exertion and he was gasping for breath, but his smile was wider than ever, and his cock his bigger than every before.

“That was incredible,” he said.

“Yeah, I could tell that you liked it,” I replied.

“And I’m guessing you did too,” Tim said.

“Oh yes,” I said. “It was awesome. But now I need for you to suck on my nipples.”

“With pleasure,” Tim said, pushing his head towards my tits.

I leaned forward until my hard nipple was touching his lips. He took it in his mouth and sucked on it.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Suck on those fucking titties. Don’t be shy. Get nasty with it. I can take it.”

So he did, flicking the nipple with his tongue, even biting down on it with his teeth, making me gasp in surprise and excitement.

“There you go,” I said as he worked one nipple until it was rock-hard before moving on to the other one while I gradually picked up the speed in which I was bouncing atop his cock. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

Tim gave my other nipple the same treatment. Once it 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.

Turned on immensely now, I slipped my tongue into Tim’s mouth and explored his tonsils with serious intensity while riding his cock like an insane cowgirl. His hands had made their way down to my ass and he was gripping my cheeks and spreading them apart, opening me up even further, allowing his cock deeper access to my insides.

I was so turned on I could barely take it. I was close to cumming but I needed to switch things up to get myself over the edge.

So, keeping Tim’s cock deep inside of me, I spun around so I was facing away from him, riding him reverse cowgirl. I grabbed his knees and pushed them closer together, then adjusted my body so my feet were on the floor, giving me more leverage to work with.

 Once I was properly positioned, I began slamming down onto him harder than ever, impaling myself on his cock. His hands were on my hips, holding on for dear life while I pummeled him, my ass hammering down onto his legs.

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

“Fuck yeah it does,” I said. I put my hands on his knees and bent forward, then started pounding him even more aggressively.

His cock felt incredible inside me but I still needed something more. “Slap my ass,” I said.

Tim did as he was told.

“Harder,” I said. “Like you mean it.”

So he did, smacking my asscheek again.

“That’s right,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about. Keep going. Don’t fucking stop.”

I continued pounding away at him, smashing his balls as I dropped my body onto him with full force, my breath growing quicker by the second, while he continued smacking my ass.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I screamed. My ass was starting to hurt a little bit from all the slapping but the pain was just getting me more excited. “Right there, right there, holy fuck, right fucking there!”

Tim turned up the intensity even more, smacking away at my ass relentlessly. My screams turned wordless and reached a fever-pitch, culminating in a final, expletive-laced, ear-splitting bellow as I reached orgasm. My body shuddered and shook but I didn’t slow down, still pounding away at him for a few more seconds before finally falling still.

I didn’t have much time to relax though, as Tim wrapped his arms around me and climbed up from the couch, letting his cock slip out of my pussy for the moment. As soon as he rose to his feet, he turned around, then dumped me onto the couch. He knew I’d just cum and now it was his turn to finish up, which was perfectly fine by me.

Tim grabbed ahold of my legs and pushed them forward, lifting up my ass to give himself a better angle to work with. Holding my legs in place, he slipped his rock-hard, monstrous cock into my soaking wet pussy. I took it all the way inside me without any resistance.

Perhaps because he was already so far along, Tim pounded me with everything he had right from the beginning, giving me his entire cock with every thrust, holding it deep inside of me for just a moment before pulling it almost all the way out and slamming it back into me.

I was way too into it to talk by now. I was relegated to growls and grunts and the occasional curse word as Tim hammered me practically into submission with his cock.

And just when I thought he couldn’t possibly fuck me any harder, Tim grabbed a hold of my ankles and forced my legs back even further until I was essentially folded in half, my legs pressed against the couch, one on either side of my body.

This position allowed Tim to use gravity and all his weight to pound me with everything he had, his balls slapping against me, his body hammering down on mine hard enough to make me flinch as he bottomed out.

I let out a wordless cry full of pleasure and just a hint of discomfort, my eyes wide and my body tingling with pleasure. I hooked my own arms around my legs, freeing Tim’s arms up. He shifted slightly, putting one foot up onto the couch, giving himself even more leverage. With his hands gripping the back of the couch for support, he fucked me with furious intensity, as though trying to break me in half.

Tim’s grunts and groans and breathing rate intensified, as did mine. Our faces were just a inches apart and we stared intensely at each other while I quickly approached yet another orgasm.

“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I said, somehow finding my voice. “I’m gonna cum again, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

And cum I did, my body tensing up before releasing in a massive, violent orgasm, the strongest one of the night.

Almost as soon as my orgasm passed, Tim’s arrived. As he rose towards orgasm, he started pounding me harder than he had all night. It took everything I had to not scream out in pain, but I knew he was nearly done, so I took what he had to offer.

“Oh my God I’m gonna fucking cum,” he said finally.

“Come inside me,” I said, barely able to get the words out. “I want to feel your seed inside my body.”

Tim didn’t have to be told twice, cumming mere seconds later. His hot jizm felt great inside me, filling me up, buckets of it from what I could tell as he squirted at least seven separate times inside me.

Eventually he fell still, finally spent. He rolled off of me and flopped onto the couch, clearly worn out.

Smiling at him, pretending like I was doing fine, I rose up and poured us both glasses of wine, dusting off the last of the bottle.

“A toast,” I said, handing him one of the glasses then clinking mine off his. “To the beginning of a wonderful friendship. With benefits, of course.”

“Of course,” he replied, taking a drink of his wine at the same time I did.

“I only wish I’d known you were into women earlier,” I said, even I didn’t know if I actually meant it. Who knows how this night would have turned out if I hadn’t thought he was off limits all this time. Certainly not the same. And considering it had been pretty much perfect, perhaps there was no reason to cry over spilled milk. Besides, we’d have plenty of time to make up for the amount that was lost. Plenty of time indeed.





The vast majority of one-night-stands are the result of a specific set of circumstances, usually having to do with a bar or a party and some kind of artificial enhancement, such as alcohol or drugs. But occasionally, people just get lucky and run into each, sometimes even literally, and it leads to a quick, intense, fuck session never to be repeated.

Take Tony and Gina, for example. They just happened to at the same airport at the same time, both hurrying to catch the same flight, when they came running around opposite corners and slammed into each other, sending both of them crashing to the ground.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” Gina asked from her spot on the floor. Even though she was smaller than Tony, she’d seen him coming at the last second and braced herself, sparing her from the worst of the collision.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Tony said, looking over at Gina to see that her legs were splayed open and her skirt was riding up her thighs, giving him a perfect up-skirt shot of her black panties. He quickly looked away but not before his cock rose, jump-started by the jolt of seeing so much flesh. And the fact that her legs were long and shapely didn’t help matters at all either. Tony was a leg man. Always had been, always would be.

“Sorry about that,” Gina said. “I just was hurrying to make my flight and I came around the corner and you were right there.”

“No worries,” Tony said. “It was just as much my fault as yours. I was running to catch my flight too.”

“At Gate 7?” she asked.

“Yep,” he replied. “That’s the one.”

“Are you sure, you’re okay?” Gina asked, climbing up to her knees. “That looked like it hurt.”

“It did,” Tony said. He was still sitting, but not from the pain. He just didn’t want her to see that he had a tent in his pants. “But it’s not that big of a deal. I’m a tough guy, I can take it. The real question is, are you okay?”

“Oh yeah,” she said. “I’m good. I saw you coming at the last minute and got my suitcase up. It took the worst of it.”

“So that’s what hit me so hard.”

“Yeah,” Gina said. “Sorry about that. Where did it get you?”

“Oh, the groin area,” he said nonchalantly. He’d said it innocently, without thinking, and cringed after it had come out, but now that it was out and he saw the look on Gina’s face, he was glad he’d said it. After all, Gina was an attractive woman, and the look on her face said there might actually be something there.

“Oh, you poor baby,” Gina said, moving towards him. “Does it hurt?”

“Not really,” Tony said. He was up on his ass now, seated on the floor. His suitcase was right next to him. “I think I’m going to be okay.”

“Are you sure?” Gina asked, climbing to her feet. Now she was standing over him, deliberately right on top of him, close enough that when he looked up at her he could again see up her skirt. “Because if it hurts, I could take a look at it. Maybe even rub it for you.”

Tony laughed under his breath and shook his head. Was this really happening right now? Or was it just a dream? He figured he might as well play along and see where this all led. After all, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

“Actually, it does still hurt a little bit,” he said, holding out his hand.

Gina pulled him to his feet. Now that they were face to face, he could see that she was as tall as he was even though she wasn’t wearing heels. Practically xix feet. And an athletic body too, with huge tits and a big ass and solid legs. Sexy as hell. And blonde. Just how he liked his women.

“Then I guess we’ll have to go get a hotel room and check it out for you,” Gina said. Even though she was smiling, she seemed to be completely serious. Playful, for sure, but serious as a heart attack. “I am a doctor, after all.”

“No shit?” Tony said.

“No shit,” Gina replied.

“What about our flight?” Tony asked.

“We’ll just take a later one,” she replied. “Unless you’d rather get on the plane now.”

Tony pretended to think about it for a moment. “Nah,” he said. “There are plenty of flights back to L.A.”

“That’s what I figure too,” Gina said. “We’ll have some fun now and worry about the rest later. Los Angeles will still be there when we’re ready.”

And with that, she grabbed her suitcase and started walking. Tony picked his up off the ground and hurried to catch up with her.

Thirty minutes later they were in a room at the hotel built into the airport. Tony was standing in the middle of the room, fully clothed, waiting for Gina, who’d gone into the bathroom. When she came out, she was wearing a bathrobe with the hotel logo on it that barely covered her ass and had no chance of fully containing her huge, amazing tits.

“Do you like what you see?” Gina asked, spinning her body around, giving him a good look.

“You’re fucking incredible,” Tony said. He undid his zipper and pulled his cock out. It wasn’t rock hard yet but it was quickly getting there. “What about you? Do you like what you see?”

“Very much so,” Gina said. “It’s perfect.”

“You think you can handle it?”

“Oh, I know I can handle it,” she said.

“Prove it,” he said in return.

“It would be my pleasure,” Gina said, dropping to her knees. She wrapped one hand around his shaft, then opened her mouth and slid his cock inside. She worked the tip of his cock with her mouth while stroking his shaft with her hand, quickly bringing him to full attention.

“You’re pretty good at that,” Tony said.

“I’m more than pretty good,” Gina replied, pulling his cock out of her mouth and smacking it against her cheek before once again wrapping her lips around it.

Tony shuddered slightly as Gina effortlessly took his cock halfway down and began to bob her head forward and back, taking him further and further inside her mouth until she was swallowing the entire thing.

Gina worked his cock and long, deep strokes, making his cock disappear and reappear with regularity, expertly maintaining a medium pace while exerting the perfect amount of pressure to provide stimulation without making it unbearable.

After a full minute of blowing him without pause, Gina let Tony’s cock slide from her mouth. She gathered up some saliva and spit it on his cock and then used her hands on it, jerking him off two-handed while she looked up at him.

“Before we go any further,” Tony said. “I have to warn you.”

“About what?” Gina said.

“I tend to get a little rough at times,” he said.

“Just a little? I was kind of hoping that you liked to get real rough,” she said. “Did I get my hopes up for nothing?”

“No,” Tony said, smiling like a demon. “You didn’t.”

“Good,” Gina said. “Because I’m in the mood for a serious pounding.”

“Then you’ve found the right man,” Tony said.

“We’ll just see about that,” Gina replied.

“Yes you will,” he said.

“Oh, and one more thing, before we get started in earnest,” she said.

“What’s that?” Tony said.

“I’m not just going to sit back and take it all night while you push me around,” Gina said. “I’m going to take control occasionally too.”

“Sounds great,” he replied. “Now open wide while I fuck your face.”

“With pleasure,” she said, smiling wide.

Tony put his hand on the back of Gina’s head to hold it in place then proceeded to fuck her face, thrusting his hips forward at a good pace, giving her half of his cock with every pump. He was holding back a little, not wanting to push things too far too fast.

But Gina was having none of it. She pulled off his cock for a moment, then said, “Come on, you do better than that. Don’t be shy. I can take it.”

Tony’s smile grew a little wider. He wrapped his hand around her hair and grasped it tightly. “Is this better?”

Gina opened her mouth to answer him but before she could get any words out, Tony jammed his cock into it and immediately started to pump his hips forward and back, slamming his cock all the way inside her mouth before slipping it almost all the way back out and then hammering it in there again.

“Is this what you want?” Tony asked as he pumped her throat, forcing her to cough and gag. “Am I giving it to you hard enough now?”

Gina nodded as best she could with her mouth full of Tony’s cock. Saliva was pouring out of her mouth but her eyes were wide and full of excitement. She was enjoying herself immensely.

“Come on baby,” Tony said, continuing to slam his entire cock in and out of her mouth, giving her the whole thing, from tip to base. “Take it. Take it all the way down your throat.” 

Tony slammed his cock into Gina’s mouth until it completely disappeared and held it there. Her eyes were turned up to him, staring at him even as she deepthroated his cock. From the look in her eyes, she was having no problem at all with his cock. So he decided to push things a bit.

He put pressure on the back of her head, pushing her further towards him, pressing her nose into his stomach. After a few seconds, Gina started to gag. But she didn’t really seem to be struggling much. She wasn’t trying to pull off his cock or anything like that. So Tony continued pushing on her head even as she gagged again, forcing her to keep his cock all the way down her throat.

Tony held Gina there for five more seconds before finally releasing her hair. Gina’s head flew back and she gasped for breath, coughing and gagging. Her mascara was streaked down her cheek and saliva was dripping down her chin but she had a wide smile on her face.

 “Not too bad,” Gina said after she’d taken a moment to recover. “Not too bad at all. But now it’s my turn.”

Gina stood up and undid the sash on her robe and let it fall to the ground at her feet. She was naked beneath and her body was everything it had appeared to be clothed and then some.

“What do you think?” Gina asked.

“I think you have the best body I’ve ever seen,” Tony replied.

“It looks even better up close,” she said.

“I’m sure it does.”

Gina turned around so her back was facing him, then bent over at the waist, keeper her thick but shapely legs straight, sticking her big, bubbly ass in his face. Tony ran his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy while kissing her ass cheeks. Then he dropped his head down a little bit and started licking her pussy, gently running his tongue up it, lapping at it like a puppy drinking water.

Gina immediately grabbed ahold of his hair and yanked his head back.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she said, shifting her upper body so she was facing him.

“Licking your pussy,” Tony replied.

“I don’t want you to lick my pussy,” she said. “I want you to eat me out. I’m not some 18-year old who’s never been down on before. I’ve been around the block a few times. So stop treating my pussy like you think you’re going to break something down and start giving me what I need. Understand?”

Smiling sheepishly, Tony nodded, then added, “Sorry, I should have known better.”

“Don’t feel bad about it,” Gina said. “Just fix it.” Then she pulled him back between her legs.

Tony went after her with much more intensity this time, licking and sucking and jamming his tongue as far into her pussy as it would go, not taking things slow at all.

Gina helped him out, pulling Tony’s head further into her, smothering him. For good measure she wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed, trapping his face against her flesh.

“That’s better,” Gina said between excited groans. Her breath rate was rapidly increasing. “That’s much better.”

As Gina moaned, Tony spread her asscheeks apart and jammed his tongue deeper inside her wet sweetness and started exploring around, his tongue moving constantly, flicking around and sampling various parts of her insides.

While Tony licked Gina’s pussy, she reached back and grabbed the back of his head and pulled it towards her, forcing his tongue even deeper inside her pussy, nearly smothering him.

His face was drenched with her juices and his nose was pressed up against her asshole. Every breath he took was tinged with her musky scent.

She held his face there for nearly half a minute before letting him go, giving him a chance to breathe.

“Holy shit that was fucking awesome,” Tony said after he’d caught his breath.

“You liked that, did you?” Gina asked, dropping to her knees so her ass was at the same level as his head. She’d turned her upper body so she could look back at him but kept her lower half in place, facing him.

Smiling, he nodded vigorously.

“So did I,” she said, smiling.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Tony said. “Are you ready for more?”

“Whenever you are,” Gina said.

Instead of answering, Tony lifted his head and started working on Gina’s asshole with his tongue. She let out a low groan and started moving her ass up and down, riding his tongue with her asshole.

While Gina pushed back against him, Tony slid one of his hands down and slipped two fingers into her pussy.

Gina’s groaning grew more animated and her body tensed up from the pleasure. “Holy fucking shit,” she said. “That’s what I’m talking about. That’s what I’m fucking talking about!”

Tony went after Gina’s asshole with more intensity, sliding the tip of his tongue inside of it while his fingers continued working her wet snatch. She reached back and spreads her ass cheeks wide, making her asshole gape and allowing him deeper access to her insides.

After loosening her up with two fingers, Tony slipped a third finger inside Gina’s pussy and went to town while still working her asshole with his tongue.

“Oh my fucking god!” Gina screamed, her body tensing up in preparation for an orgasm. “I’m gonna fucking cum, I’m gonna fucking cum like crazy!”

And cum she did, her entire body shaking with excitement as an orgasm ripped through her.

“That was fucking insane!” she cried once the orgasm had passed. She yanked Tony’s fingers out of her pussy and slid them into her mouth and sucked all her pussy juices off of them.

“Are you ready for the real thing?” Tony asked once she was done with his fingers.

“Fuck yes,” Gina said. “I can’t wait for it.”

“Well, luckily you don’t have to,” Tony said, climbing to his hands and knees until his raging hard cock was poised directly behind Gina’s ass. He grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against her asscheeks a couple of times.

“Quit messing with me and stick it in there,” Gina said brusquely. “I need your cock inside of me.”

Laughing softly, Tony slipped his cock into Gina’s waiting pussy. She was so wet that it went in without any resistance.

“Hol-ly fuck,” Gina said. “That’s what I fucking need, right there. Give it to me. Fuck me like you mean it.”

Tony did exactly that, his cock slamming balls-deep into Gina right from the beginning, her big, plump ass slamming up against his hips, his balls slapping the underside of her pussy with every thrust. Her pussy juices coated his cock, allowing him to hammer away at her without any problems at all.

“That’s it, that’s fucking it,” Gina said, her voice growing ever louder. “Fuck my tight little pussy. Fuck it!”

As she spoke, Gina turned her head back towards Tony and stared at him while he fucked her. They looked directly at each other for a little while, each with nasty little smiles on their faces while their bodies pounded together, making wet, sloppy sounds that echoed about the hotel room.

“You like that, don’t you,” Gina asked. “You like hammering me from behind, don’t you?”

“I fucking love it,” Tony said.

“So do I,” Gina replied. “But I’d love it even more if you could give it to me a little bit harder.”

“If you insist,” Tony said, grabbing her hips and pulling back as he moved forward, allowing him to slam his cock even deeper into her pussy. “Is that better?” he asked through deep, grunting breaths.

“Much better,” Gina said, her breath growing more labored with every thrust. “Much fucking better. That’s how I deserve to get fucked!”

The more Gina talked the more excited Tony got. He’d gotten his share of pussy over the years but this woman was something special. So dirty and nasty and unafraid of letting him know exactly what she wanted. He loved it and wished more women were like her.

In an effort to get Gina to talk dirty even more, Tony pressed down on the small of her back and leaned into her, giving him more leverage and allowing him to fuck her pussy even more deeply.

Gina’s breath grew faster and her groans more guttural. She was so excited that she no longer could form words, only make grunting sounds. This disappointed Tony at first but he quickly changed his mind the more animalistic Gina got, her grunts turning to deep moans and eventually into screaming yelps of lust.

Gina was facing completely forward now, no longer looking back at Tony, which caused her long, blonde hair to spill down her back. Looking to turn things up even further, he reached out and grabbed ahold of Gina’s hair and gave it a good tug, causing her head to snap back and an excited primal noise to escape her throat.  

“You like that?” Tony asked. “You like it when I pull your hair?”

“Fuck yes,” Gina said in a guttural growl. “I fucking love it.”

His smile growing, Tony gave her hair another pull, yanking harder on it this time, forcing Gina to arch her back to alleviate the strain. The stress on her neck made it impossible for her to speak in more than a soft, scratchy tone.

But in that tone, she said, “Harder. Pull it fucking harder. Bend me in fucking half.”

Tony was surprised that Gina wanted more, but he wasn’t going to deny  her what she wanted, so he did as he was told, holding onto her hair with both hands and leaning back, yanking on her hair hard enough to pull her upper body up towards him while he continued fucking her like a madman. Gina held her body fast by grabbing ahold of the legs of the couch and hanging on for dear life. Her spine was so arched that her shoulder blades and vertebrae were visible beneath her skin.

By now, Gina’s chin was practically facing the ceiling. Her throat was stretched so tight that she could no longer form words. All she could do was grunt and growl like a wild animal. But her ass was still bouncing off of Tony’s hips with serious intensity. Despite the stress Gina’s body was going through (or perhaps because of it) she was enjoying herself more than ever.

The stress on Gina’s body accentuated her big, bubbly, perfect ass so much that Tony couldn’t help but stare at it. And in her excitement, her asshole had begun to pucker, opening up a little bit wider every few seconds, until it was taunting Tony, just asking to be fingered.

From what he’d experienced so far with Gina, he figured she’d be totally cool with him playing around with her asshole, so he let go of her hair with one of his hands and slipped his thumb into his mouth to get it lubed up. Then, after taking a deep breath, he pressed his thumb up against her asshole, not quite penetrating it, just providing pressure.

“Holy fucking shit yes,” Gina said immediately. “Work my asshole. Work my tight little asshole with your thumb.”

Smiling in excitement, Tony rubbed his thumb around the edges of Gina’s sphincter and then back to the middle and pressed harder.

“That’s right, that’s right,” Gina said in a desperate tone. “Do it, Tony, do it. Stick it in my asshole. Stick your fucking thumb in my asshole!”

He pressed even harder, until the tip of his thumb popped into her tight little asshole.

Gina gasped and started bucking harder against Tony, her ass slamming back into him. He released her hair and grabbed ahold of her hips for balance and sat back and let her do all the work. He was barely able to hold his position she was hammering back at him with so much force. But his thumb continued working her asshole until it had completely disappeared inside of her. 

“Yes, yes, yes!” Gina screamed. She was almost totally out of control she was so excited. “Fuck that pussy while you finger my asshole! Oh my god, oh my fucking god! It feels so fucking good!”

Gina’s screams and Tony’s grunts filled the hotel room. He was desperately trying to hold on until she came again before finishing himself but he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. Hammering away at Gina brought him closer to orgasm but he knew it brought her closer too, so he just bared down and kept going, pounding away at her while his thumb dug deeper and deeper into her asshole, hoping that she came before he did.

Finally, half a minute later, Gina screamed, “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

Tony continued slamming into Gina as her orgasm arrived, her body shaking and shimmying violently before eventually winding down. But he kept pounding away at her the whole time, not even stopping after her orgasm had passed. He was ready to cum too.

Laying into Gina with all his remaining energy, his cock slamming deeper than ever into her, Tony popped his thumb out of her asshole and grabbed onto her hips with both hands and fucked her with everything he had, hammering into her like never before until he was at the point of no return.

His body was screaming, imploring him to cum. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said. “Here I cum. Here I fucking cum!”

“Cum inside me,” Gina said. “I want to feel your hot sperm inside my pussy.”

So Tony did, continuing to pound away at Gina even as he started to cum, sending his load deep inside her pussy. He continued fucking her as he came, his cock shooting out multiple loads before finally running dry.

After he’d fallen still, Gina pulled away from him and quickly turned around. She grabbed ahold of his still-hard cock and slid it into her mouth and cleaned it of her pussy juices.

“You’re one nasty girl,” Tony said.

“You’re a pretty nasty boy yourself,” Gina replied.

“That was fun,” he said. “Too bad we can’t do it again.”

“Who says we can’t?” Gina said. “We’ve got the hotel room for the night.”

“But what about flying back to Los Angeles?”

“Oh, I’m sure there will be more flights tomorrow.”

“That’s true,” Tony said. “Does that work for you?”

“It sure does,” Gina replied. “How about you?”

“It sounds perfect,” he replied.

She leaned over and gave him a little kiss. “Great. But just so you know, while that was a fun little appetizer but I expect the main course to get a whole lot crazier.”

“Fair enough,” Tony said, laughing softly.

“And then dessert is going to be a real treat,” Gina said, climbing to her feet.

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