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SEXY LADIES

6 KINKY STORIES

AE Publications

Copyright 2018 by AE Publications


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DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only! Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex, dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, lesbians, threesomes, femdom, romance and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

BEGGING TO BE OWNED

BONING A SEXY CHICK

HAMMERING A NAUGHTY OLDER LADY

ANAL ANGEL

POUNDING MY SEXY STUD

A SURPRISE PEGGING


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BEGGING TO BE OWNED

 

Will Carlson is nervously pacing around the hotel suite with a half-full beer in his hand when there’s a knock on the door. He pounds the rest of the beer, sets the bottle down on the desk, takes a deep breath, walks over to the door, and opens it.

Standing there is a girl. She’s tall and thin, just a couple of inches shorter than he is. Wearing a short white dress that shows off her ridiculously tight, firm body. Perfect legs. Toned arms. Lightly tanned skin. Small but perky tits. A girlish face with shoulder-length, mussed-up blonde hair, blue eyes, little nose and thin, pouty lips. She’s not wearing much makeup. But she doesn’t need it. She’s cute as shit without it.

“You must be Roxy,” he says, not sure how these sort of things are supposed to go. He’s never done anything like this before.

“That’s right,” she says with a smile. “You mind if I come in?”

“Please do,” he says, holding the door open and standing aside. He watches her as she walks by, noting in particular her ass working behind her skimpy dress. It looks tight enough to bounce quarters off of.

Roxy drops her purse on the desk and turns to face him.

Will’s again struck by how innocent she looks. He can scarcely believe that she’ll be able to stand up to what he has in mind on this night. But she comes very highly recommended. According to his buddy (who’s an expert on this sort of thing) she’s a superstar, capable of taking punishment worthy of a porn starlet.

And supposedly she’s as nasty as can be, up for absolutely anything. Which is good, because he’s had an extremely rough couple of months thanks to his ex-wife raking him over the coals and he’s looking to take out some of his aggression without having to worry about getting arrested. Which is why he went to his friend for a recommendation in the first place.

“What’s on tap for this evening?” Roxy asks, slipping out of her sandals.

The monetary situation has already been dealt with, leaving them to get right down to the good stuff.

“Whatever you can handle,” Will replies.

“I can handle anything you can dish out,” she says. Not a dare or a brag, just a straight declaration of facts.

“Is that right?”

“Damn straight,” she says, flashing him a little smile.

“Well, let’s just see,” he says, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her backwards so her face is facing the ceiling.

Roxy’s smile widens as she moans in pleasure. Her eyes twinkle with excitement. She clearly gets off on being treated like this; it’s not an act.

“You like that?” Will asks.

“I love it,” Roxy replies.

He pulls her tight little dress down, exposing her perfect little perky tits. Her nipples are hard and sticking out like pencil erasers.

He fondles one of her tits and pinches her nipple, eliciting a little gasp. Then he slaps down on it.

Roxy yelps and shivers in ecstasy.

“Do it again,” she says.

He does it again, harder this time.

“Harder,” she says.

So he does, harder still. And again. And again.

Her tit is bright red but she still seems to be enjoying it. More than ever, in fact.

Will’s cock is pushing painfully against his pants. This is exciting him just as much as it is her.

He pulls up on her hair, snapping her head forward.

She’s taking deep breaths but she’s still smiling, showing him those pearly whites. Her eyes are glowing with excitement.

He starts walking, pulling her along by the hair as he goes. He drags her over to the wall, spins her around, and pushes her back up against it. He’s standing directly in front of her when he releases her hair and grabs ahold of her throat, squeezing just a bit, nothing too serious.

Roxy’s smile doesn’t fade one bit. If anything it gets larger.

With one hand still around her throat Will slaps her face. The sound fills the room like a gunshot.

Little red blossoms flare up on her cheek. But she still smiles.

He slaps her again. Squeezes her throat a little harder. Slaps her again.

Her smile is fading but her eyes are still radiating excitement. Her whole face is turning red now as her blood flow is restricted.

“Do you want me to stop?” he says.

Roxy shakes her head and mouths the word no.

Will slaps her again. And again. And again. Squeezing tighter now, almost completely cutting of the blood flow to her brain.

Her lips are slightly apart and quivering slightly. Her eyes start to flutter and her pupils roll back, exposing the whites of her eyes. Her head lolls slightly to the right.

He lets go of her throat.

The color runs back into her face and she gasps for breath. Her smile is back in full effect. Only this time it’s filled with excitement.

“That was incredible,” she says.

“You’re one filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he says, laughing himself.

“The filthiest,” Roxy says, reaching down to rub his cock, which is still rock-hard and pressing against his pants.

Will grabs her arm and pulls it away. “Not yet,” he says. “We’ll get to me in a little bit. I want to fuck with you some more.”

“If you insist,” she says, her tone filled with mock disappointment.

He slips her dress off by pulling it over her head and drops it to the ground. Then he grabs ahold of her throat again, not really squeezing this time, just holding her in place as his free hand wanders down her flat stomach to her pretty little shaved pussy. He rubs her pussy for a couple of seconds to get her warmed up but it’s unnecessary. She’s already soaking wet down there. So he sticks two fingers inside her and starts finger-fucking her.

Will stands there, facing Roxy, looking down at her face as he’s exploring her insides with his fingers, his excitement building like a thunderstorm because of the control he has over her.

She’s looking up at him with her wide eyes full of excitement, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, her breath growing more and more rapid as he increases the pressure and depth of his fingers inside her.

He slides another finger inside her while simultaneously tightening his grip on her throat, choking off the gasp that is forming on her mouth. With three fingers now inside her he starts moving his hand more quickly in and out of her pussy, his wrist angled slightly upwards to rub the edges of her clit as he finger-fucks her.

Roxy’s mouth is slightly open and little gasping sounds are escaping from her throat. Her face is slowly turning pink as the blood flow diminishes.

“You like this, don’t you?” Will says.

She nods as much as she can in her comprised situation.

“Do you want another finger?”

She nods.

Without releasing her throat he slips his pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It’s a tight fit but she loosens up a bit as he moves his fingers inside her.

A short time later Roxy’s entire body is quivering, her legs on the verge of failing. Her head slumps to the side just a bit and her eyes flutter. She’s about to pass out.

He doesn’t want that. So he releases her throat but continues finger-fucking her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.

Roxy leans into him to keep from falling, her head on his chest.

He’s the only thing holding her up but still he continues working her pussy, keeping her right on the edge. Her breaths are shallow and punctuated by high-pitched sounds of pleasure.

Finally she catches her breath and pulls back a bit, using the wall for support now.

Will takes a moment to unzip his pants and pull his cock out with his free hand. It’s sticking straight out, as stiff as a board, feeling like it’s trying to push through his skin.

“Stroke it,” he says to Roxy.

Her hand flies down to his cock and starts jerking him off.

He reaches out and grabs ahold of her tit and squeezes it while his other hand continues working her pussy.

They stand there, face-to-face, playing with each other for a full minute before he’s ready for something more.

He pulls his fingers from her pussy and gives it a little smack.

Roxy yelps and her body stiffens for a moment but her smile doesn’t fade. Not one bit. Nor does she let go of his cock.

Will sticks his fingers in her mouth so she can clean them of her juices.

Roxy licks her fingers one-by-one, until they are completely clean, staring at him the entire time, continuing to jerk him off. Not saying anything, just waiting for his direction.

What a perfect submissive little slut. Time to start putting her to better use.

He pushes down on her shoulders.

She kneels to the ground without any resistance whatsoever.

He shifts his hands to her head and grabs ahold of her hair, uses it to hold her head against the wall.

“Open your mouth,” he says.

She obliges, opening it wide. Her eyes are gleaming as she looks up at him.

He sticks his cock inside her mouth and starts sliding it in and out, moving slowly, not giving her much more than the tip. He gradually slips it further inside her until it’s about halfway in. He speeds up his thrusts.

Her lips close around his cock.

Will pulls his cock out, uses it to smack her cheek a few times.

“Did I tell you to close your mouth?” he asks.

Roxy shakes her head.

“That’s right,” he says. “I didn’t. This time keep it open.”

She nods.

He sticks his cock back inside her mouth and starts pumping her face again, more aggressively this time. Gagging sounds come from her throat as he pummels her mouth but she keeps it open no matter how much of his cock he gives her.

“Tongue out,” he says.

Roxy does as she’s told; Will can see her tongue beneath his cock as he pumps her mouth. Saliva is pouring out of her mouth, running down her chin and neck and coating her chest. Tears are dripping from her eyes, running down her cheek but from the way she’s looking at him she’s still enjoying herself and not in any real distress.

His cock is slippery as hell as he gives her the whole thing, from tip to base, relentlessly slamming it in and back out of her throat, still holding her head against the wall with his hands.

The gagging and coughing sounds are growing louder with every thrust. A little pool of saliva is gathering on the carpet beneath her. He’s thoroughly enjoying throat-fucking her; perhaps a little too much. He’s almost at the point of cumming. He know he needs to move onto something else before it’s too late. But first he wants to do something.

He slips his cock out of her mouth, giving her a couple of moments to catch her breath then slams it back inside, all the way down her throat until her nose is poking into his stomach. But instead of pulling it back out right away, like he’s done every time up until this point, he holds it there, his cock all the way down her throat.

“Look at me,” he says.

She shifts her gaze upward as best she can while deepthroating him, looking up at him with tear-stained puppy-dog eyes.

“Holy fuck,” Will says under his breath, doing everything in his power not to cum in her throat right there. Something about the helplessness and needing of that look nearly puts him over the edge.

Trying not to think about what that says about his psychological state, he quickly pulls his cock from her mouth and backs off, taking a moment to gather himself.

Roxy coughs a couple of times then catches her breath with a few deep gulps of air. But she’s still smiling, always smiling. She is clearly a freaky little slut.

“Are you ready for more?” he asks.

“Always,” she replies.

Will still has a handful of her hair and he yanks it forward, pulling her down to her hands and knees. Then he leads her by the hair over towards the couch, him walking, her crawling. He looks back at her, taking in her thin, lithe body as it moves; her toned arms, razor-sharp shoulder blades, arched back. And that impossibly tight ass sticking up, swaying with every crawling step forward.

Roxy sees him watching her and cranes her neck to catch his eyes. Anticipation and excitement play across her features. Her bottom lip is tucked between her teeth and her eyes are pools of need.

Will thinks he might be in love.

They arrive at the couch. Will stops moving, lets go of Roxy’s hair and turns to face her. But then he just stands there, hovering over her, looking down, just taking her in, his cock right above her face as she looks up at him.

What to do, what to do, he thinks, nearly paralyzed by the endless possibilities the night still has to offer. He’s almost got too much to choose from. Eventually he settles on a course of action.

He bends down, picks Roxy up, spins her around, and drops her on the couch, her back on the bottom cushion, her legs draped over the back of the couch and her head hanging upside down just off the edge of the cushion.

Will drops to his knees so his cock is right in front of her face and then he sticks his cock in her mouth. He pumps her face while she hangs off the couch, upside down, the blood rushing to her head. He fucks her face with everything he has, going balls deep, giving her his entire cock from tip to base. He can see the bulge his cock makes as it reaches the limits of her throat.

One of her hands fly down to her pussy and she starts rubbing her clit.

He grabs ahold of her tits and squeezes them as he continues to slam his cock into her mouth, his balls slapping up against her nose, saliva dripping out of her mouth and dripping down her face, choking sounds coming from her mouth.

But Roxy takes it like a champ, allowing him to have his way with her without fighting it, not pulling away in the least.

Will pumps her face a couple more times and then holds it there, deep inside her throat, choking her with his cock, causing her to shuck and jive beneath him as she tries in vain to draw breath.

She gags once, then again, and she tries to squirm away but he doesn’t let her, holding his cock in her throat. Roxy’s hands come up to his chest and tries to push him away but Will just leans further forward, forcing his cock deeper into her throat.

“Five more seconds,” he says, trying to ease her mind just a bit. And it seems to. She’s still gagging and her legs are rapidly banging against the back of the couch but she’s no longer actively fighting him.

He counts the seconds down.

“Five.”

“Four.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

“Zero.”

He pulls his cock from her mouth.

Roxy lifts her head up and coughs and gasps for breath.

“Too much?” he asks.

“Never,” she replies, catching his gaze. Her smile is gone but her eyes are still sparkling with excitement.

Laughing, he turns around and backs up until his calves are pushing against the couch. Her head is between his legs.

“Open your mouth,” Will says.

She does.

He squats down, dropping his balls into her open mouth. His cock is lying on her face, just to the side of her nose. The head of his cock is right at the hair line of her forehead. Her eyes are looking up at him while she suckles his ball sack. First one testicle, then the other, then both together.

He presses down on his cock, rubs it all over her face. He slaps her face with it a few times.

Still she goes on sucking his balls.

He reaches back, grabs ahold of her, and pulls her body up and back so her head is no longer lying off the edge of the couch. Now it’s lying on the cushion, facing the ceiling. Giving her some padding. And him some leverage.

He sits down on her chest so he can see her face.

“Do you like the taste of ass?” he says.

“I love it,” Roxy replies, ever the submissive little slut.

“That’s what I like to hear,” Will says.

He scoots forward and squats over her face so his asshole is directly over her mouth. Then he squats down a little more, dropping his asshole onto her mouth. A lightning bolt of pleasure shoots up his spine as she moves her tongue around, licking and slurping and going to town down there.

“Goddammit,” he says under his breath, shivering with delight.

Roxy grabs ahold of his ass cheeks with her hands and spreads them apart, giving her better access. Her tongue rigid, she sticks it inside him, moving it in and out, tongue-fucking his asshole.

He gets into the act, bouncing up and down on her face, helping her tongue get even deeper inside him. He realizes he’s jerking himself off, mostly because he’s got nothing else to do with his hands. He decides to fix that.

He stands up, releasing the hold she has on him, and spins around so he is facing the couch.

Roxy starts to shift too but he tells her not to move.

Then he steps forward and again drops his asshole onto her mouth.

“Tongue out,” he says.

She obliges.

He grabs ahold her tits for leverage and proceeds to ride her tongue with his asshole, moving back and forth against it so it’s running the length of his crack, from asshole to taint to the back of his ball sack. He’s squeezing and slapping her tits and rubbing her nipples as he moves, eliciting gasps of pleasure from her, which he takes advantage of by applying more pressure to her face when she moans.

One of her hands move up and around his leg, grabs ahold of his cock and starts jerking him off, adding to the sensation.

“Holy fuck,” he moans. Between the work her tongue is doing on his asshole and her hand is doing on his cock he nearly cums right there. But he’s able to hold it down and the feeling soon passes. He’s once again good to go. At least for the moment.

He leans over and sticks three fingers into her soaking wet pussy and starts aggressively banging her. His other hand is still fondling her tit.

She lets out a muffled gasp of pleasure and turns up the intensity in which she’s working his asshole with her tongue.

This just gets him working her pussy and tits more feverishly, which in turn gets her jerking his cock even faster.

It’s a feedback loop of pleasure with only one end in sight. And the end is rapidly approaching. He has to mix things up quickly if he wants to keep this session going on for a while. But he just can’t get himself to stop. He’s having too much fun.

So he turns up the heat even further, slamming his fingers in and out of her with everything he’s got and slapping away at her tits.

Roxy’s scream of pleasure is muffled by his ass on her mouth but still audible. Her hand is grasping his cock in a death-grip and expertly jerking him in long, fast strokes, getting him closer and closer to orgasm.

He’s no more than a few seconds away when he forces himself to pull off. It takes every ounce of willpower in his body to slip his fingers out of her pussy and release her tit and pull his ass up off her face.

“Is everything okay?” she says. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Everything’s fine,” Will says. “I just need a little break.”

“Oh,” she says with a smile. “I got it.”

“You almost did, all right,” he says.

He stands over her for almost a full minute before he’s calmed down enough to get started again.

“Are you ready for more?” he asks.

“Whenever you are,” she replies, smiling as always.

Will grabs ahold of her ankles and spins her around so her back is on the bottom cushion, her legs towards him. He’s standing over her, looking down on Roxy’s perfect, thin, tight, agile, body.

Her face is glowing with excitement.

Still gripping her ankles, Will spreads his arms, opening her legs wide, and holds them there, extended as far as they can go.

Roxy’s leg muscles are taut, stretched tight against her skin. Her pussy is wide open, gaping, glistening.

“Fuck yourself,” he says.

One of her hands flies down to her pussy and she slips two fingers inside her pussy and starts banging herself.

Something about her finger-fucking her pussy while he stands over her is sexy as hell. It’s all Will can do to avoid sticking his cock in her right this very second.

“Another one,” he says, still standing over her, still holding her legs wide. He’s forcing himself to wait, building anticipation.

She slides a third finger in and slams away. Her pussy is making slurping sounds it’s so wet.

“Another,” he says.

Roxy does as she’s told. Her breath is rapid now, her face turning red. Low moans are coming from her throat. She’s staring right at him.

 “Pull your fingers out of your pussy and stick them in your mouth,” Will says. “Lick them clean. One at a time.”

He watches as she cleans her fingers off. He’s practically shivering with excitement. He needs to stick his cock in her. Now.

“Grab ahold of your ankles,” he says.

She extends her arms and grabs her ankles, keeping her legs in the same position he had them in. Spread wide, muscles taut, glistening with sweat, tight as hell. And enticing as fuck.

“Hold your legs wide, just like that,” Will says. “Don’t fucking move them. No matter what.”

She nods.

He drops down to his knees and sidles up to her. He slaps his cock against her pussy a couple of times and then slips it inside her. It goes in without resistance. Throughout this whole ordeal, she’s remained soaking wet, as though her pussy is a running faucet.

He immediately starts slamming his cock into her, not even bothering to take things slow. He’s far too wound up for that. And she’s far too wet. So he pounds the shit out of her, his cock going balls deep in her pussy, his body hammering hers, making it difficult for her to keep her legs extended.

But Roxy plugs on like a trooper, holding them tight even though her leg muscles are quivering from the effort.

Her pussy is snug but not tight, providing just enough sensation for him to feel the pressure but not enough to make him feel like he has to slow down for danger of cumming too soon.

Will continues pounding away, Roxy’s breathing growing more and more rapid along with her moans and grunts as he slams into her, but still she holds her legs tight.

Taking it on as a challenge to get her to fold, Will starts rubbing her clit with his thumb.

Roxy’s groans intensify and her legs start to buckle.

“Hold them there,” he says. “I didn’t say you could relax.”

She throws her legs back to where they were but her face reveals how difficult it is for her to hold them there.

He goes back to work on her clit while fucking her with even more intensity.

She’s practically screaming now, her legs muscles shaking as she tries desperately to hold them in place despite everything forcing them down.

Will is almost willing to let her relax, but first he wants to mess with her some more. He stops rubbing her clit but wraps his hand around her throat. So now he’s choking her while he’s fucking her, making it impossible for her to hold her legs in place for long.

Her mettle surprises him though; even as her face is turning red she still holds on to her ankles, keeping her legs tight for a good fifteen seconds before suddenly folding.

Smiling, Will releases his hold on her throat. He watches Roxy closely as she gasps for breath. His cock is still inside her but he’s not moving against her. He needs a break just as much as she does. But his cock feels too good where it is for him to pull it out. So he just stands there with his cock inside her pussy, taking some time to recover.

It’s a good thirty seconds later when he’s finally ready to go again.

“Are you ready to get fucked some more?” he asks.

Roxy nods.

“Beg for it,” Will says.

“Please fuck me,” she says, her voice taking on a slightly higher-pitched, pleading tone. “Please stick that big cock of yours inside me and pound the shit out of me until I can’t take it anymore. I want it. I need it. Give it to me. Please.”

Shivering with excitement at the words coming out of Roxy’s mouth, Will grabs the backs of her legs and pushes them towards her until her knees are alongside her head, folding her in half and lifting her butt up off the couch.

He climbs to his feet and puts one knee on the couch to give himself more leverage and slides his cock into her pussy and proceeds to pound her while holding her legs in place up near her head.

“Holy fuck,” she cries as he slams his cock into her, their bodies bouncing off each other in a mass of frenzied flesh. “That feels so fucking good.”

His balls are slapping up against her backside as his hips grind into hers at the bottom of every push.

“Pound me,” she says, staring right at him. Her voice is lower than before, guttural, animalistic. “Fucking pound my pussy with your cock.”

Every word she utters just increases his intensity. Pretty soon he’s fucking her with the entire length of his cock in fast, aggressive pumps, trying to break her in half with every thrust.

By now Roxy’s mouth is open and her words have turned into inarticulate cries. Her head is shaking from side to side and her eyes are wide and her body is quivering and shaking and sweating and beautiful.

Will releases one of her legs and shoves his fingers in her mouth, gripping her jaw tightly while he fucks her.

She sucks on his fingers while her hands play with her tits, slapping and groping them hard enough to leave marks.

He pulls his hand from her mouth and wraps it around her throat.

“You like that?” he says. “You like getting choked while I fuck you?”

She nods, her eyes wide, her face red.

Roxy’s pussy is more inviting than it’s been all night; it’s as though something inside her has opened up and is trying to engulf his cock. Will feels like he can fit his whole body into her. And the feeling gets him wound up to a point he’s never before experienced. He completely lets go of all his inhibitions and totally opens up on her, slamming into her with an intensity he’s never before reached, hammering his body into hers.

Roxy’s eyes start to roll up in her sockets and Will suddenly realizes he’s been choking her with the same intensity as he’s been fucking her.

He lets go of her throat.

Roxy gasps for breath and makes animalistic sounds beneath him. Her face is flushed and her eyes are wide and full of need and lust and looking directly at him.

They stare at each other while their bodies move against each other, their eyes locked as though they are the only two things in the world.

And then, just like, Will is ready to cum.

He scrambles up towards her, his legs outside of hers, keeping them pinned up near her head, and sticks his cock in her mouth. He pumps her mouth a couple of times and then pulls it out and jerks himself to completion, spraying her face and open mouth with his sperm.

It’s the biggest load he’s ever shot by far, leaving her face a gooey white mess of cum. Roxy swallows down what made it into her mouth and uses her finger to clean off the rest of her face and sticks that in her mouth and swallows it too.

Laughing under his breath and shaking his head, Will falls down onto the couch beside her.

“You truly are a filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he says.

“I told you before,” she says. “I’m the filthiest.”

“You certainly are,” he says, marveling at how easily she took everything he had to offer. And from the looks of her, she could have taken a whole lot more.

As if reading his mind, Roxy reaches over and grabs ahold of Will’s cock, which is no longer hard but not exactly soft yet either.

She starts jerking him off but his cock is still too sensitive for any action. It needs a break. And so does he.

He’s done. Not only physically, but mentally as well. Whatever pent-up anger and frustration he’d had towards his ex-wife was completely gone, just like that, all because he was able to do whatever he wanted to some other random girl. It’s amazing what a good fucking can do for one’s mental state of mind. At least for the short term. He’s completely spent, in more ways than one.

“That’s it,” Will says, gently grabbing her arm to stop her from jerking him off any more. “I’ve got nothing left.”

Smiling as if in victory, Roxy shrugs and releases her hold on his cock.

“Are you sure there isn’t anything else you want to do to me?” she says. “You still have a few minutes on the clock.”

“There’s a whole lot more things I want to do to you,” he says. “I just can’t do any of them tonight. At least not within the next few minutes.”

She laughs. “I could put on a show for you. Do a little dance. Play with myself some more. Whatever you want.”

“I think you’ve done more than enough for me tonight,” he says. “Putting up with all my crazy demands.”

“It was my pleasure,” she says. “Besides, this was nothing compared to some of the shit other guys put me through.”

“Really? Like what?”

She waves her hand dismissively. “You don’t want to know.”

“Actually I do,” he says. “Consider it my last demand while I’m still on the clock. Tell me the truth for the next few minutes.”

Roxy laughs. “If you insist. It’s your money.”

“So tell me about what these other guys do to you.”

“Oh you know. Facesitting, heavy bondage, toilet dunking, bodily wastes. Pretty much anything you can think of. And quite a bit of stuff you probably couldn’t.”

“And you enjoy it all?”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” she says. “Some of it I don’t particularly enjoy. Not that I mind doing them, but not everything is on my list of things I’d choose to do if it were up to me.”

“Is it ever up to you?”

“Sure,” she says. “There are plenty of guys that want me to take control. Some of them have some pretty detailed lists of what they want me to do to them. Including some of the stuff I mentioned before.”

“People actually pay you to do those things to them?”

“Absolutely,” she says with a smile.

Will laughs and shakes his head in disbelief. “You really love your line of work, don’t you?”

“More than anything in the world.”

“I can tell,” he says. “So you’re not just a submissive, huh?”

“Nope,” she says. “I do it all. No request is too dirty, too shameful, too disgusting. I’ll do whatever you want, as long as I know ahead of time what it is so I can be prepared.”

“So if I called you up again and said I wanted to stick my cock in your asshole you’d have no problem with that?”

“Not at all,” Roxy says. “Of course, it’ll cost you a little extra, but I’d be happy to let you fuck me in the ass.”

“What about other women?”

“I do that too,” she says. “Like I said before, anything you can think of. As long as I know what to be ready for, of course.”

“So you wouldn’t mind if I gave you another call some time?”

“I’m already looking forward to it,” she says, patting him on the leg and climbing up off the couch. “And on that note, our time here is up. Thanks for being such a gentleman.”

“And you such a professional,” he says as she picks her dress up off the floor and slips it over her body, hiding it for good on this night.

“That’s what I pride myself on.” Roxy slides her sandals on and grabs her purse.

He lifts himself off the couch and walks over to the door and opens it for her.

“Thanks, hon,” she says, walking towards him.

“My pleasure,” he says.

She stops to give him a quick peck on the cheek. “Until next time,” she says over her shoulder as she walks out the door and disappears around the corner.

“Which is going to be sooner than it should be,” he says under his breath.

Will closes the door behind him and gets back to the real world, already missing Roxy. He has a feeling this is the start of an expensive habit. But he also has a feeling that it will all be worth it.

He’s right on both counts.

 

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BONING A SEXY CHICK

 

One of the biggest benefits to hiring escorts as opposed to being in a traditional relationship is what I like to call the long-distance factor. You remember being in a relationship like that at one time or another, right? Always wondering what your significant other might be doing all alone by themselves while you’re gone for a week or a month or possibly even longer. Making new friends? Going out and partying? Fucking someone else? It’s enough to drive you crazy. Not to mention the lack of sex while you’re away from each other. Sometimes it’s not such a big deal, especially if your time away is short, but sometimes it can really grow on you. Especially when you’re on the road for work as much as I am. Nothing fosters an unhealthy relationship quite like being away for weeks at a time, coming home only for a day or two per month to do the normal relationship things; dinner and movie, some drinks at the bar, a night of making love. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but most of the time it just facilitates break-ups, especially when your couple days home a month are filled with jet-lag and you’re bone-tired from all the travel and all you want to do is relax for a bit. Most of the time your significant other just doesn’t appreciate that. And they shouldn’t. After all, they only get to see you every once in a while; there’s nothing wrong with them expecting to dominate your time and attention. Which is why I prefer just to avoid traditional relationships altogether. 

The way I see it, the choice between 2-hour long phone calls and renting bad hotel pay-per-view porn in order to honor the terms of your average traditional relationship versus paying for a smoking hot escort who will fuck your brains out for a couple hundred bucks is not even a choice. Give me the escort every time.

On this particular week, my job takes me to Texas. It’s my first time here and so far it’s treating me pretty well. Hopefully after tonight it’ll be treating me even better. You see, it’s Saturday night and I’m looking to party. And I’ve decided to go with the local flavor and order up a special kind of girl, one I’ve never had before, an honest-to-goodness Texas cowgirl.

 

There’s a knock on my door. I peek out the eyehole and see a smoking hot chick with blonde hair snaking out the side of a black cowboy hat and down her shoulders. Tanned skin, big brown eyes, super white teeth behind full, pouty lips and a look on her face like she knows she’s the shit. She’s wearing a full-length leather duster, so I can’t get a look at her body, but I have no doubt it’s ridiculous based on all the available information.

I open the door and she walks in without so much as a glance in my direction. I close the door behind her and turn around. She’s already unbuttoned the duster, revealing a light purple bra and panties, brown leather chaps, cowboy boots and nothing else.  Her body is even more ridiculous than I’d hoped for; toned but skinny legs, washboard stomach, defined but not too muscular arms, and a pair of large, perfect breasts. Too perfect to be real, for sure, but it doesn’t matter to me in the least. They way I figure it, if I can touch ‘em they’re real enough for me. She’s a tall girl, no more than three inches shorter than me, but her looks and the way she holds herself make her seem larger than life. I’m getting hard just looking at her.

“I understand you’re looking for a dirty little cowgirl to stick your dick into tonight,” she says in her soft Texas drawl.

“That’s right.”

She slides the duster off and lets it fall to the ground, then turns around so her ass is facing me and bends over at the waist, keeping her legs perfectly straight, the leather chaps framing her tight little ass. “Well, what do you think, big boy?” she says, looking back at me from between her legs. “Will I work?”

“You’re perfect,” I say.

“You got that right,” she says, standing up and turning to face me. “Now come on over here and let me see what I have to work with.”

I walk towards her, my little smile betraying my giddiness. She could have told me to get on my hands and knees and crawl over to her like a dog and I would have done it without hesitation.

She reaches down and rubs her hand against my cock, which is pressing up again my pants.

“Not bad,” she says. “Not bad at all. You mind if I take a closer look?”

“Be my guest,” I say.

She drops to her knees and unzips my pants, then reaches in and pulls my cock out. It’s rock hard, sticking straight out without even the hint of a sag.

“That’s pretty impressive,” she says, licking the head of it with the tip of her tongue. “I can’t remember the last time I had a nice fat cock to work with.” She looks up at me. “Do you know what to do with it?”

“I’ve had a little practice,” I say.

“I bet you have.”

“What about you?” I say. “Do you know what to do with it?”

She sticks my cock in her mouth and sucks on the tip of it for a moment. “Oh,” she says after pulling it out. “I’m sure I can come up with something.”

Grinning, I say, “I bet you can.”

“In fact,” she says, taking it a little bit deeper before pulling it back out. “I’ve got a trick I’m real good at.”

“Oh yeah,” I say. “What’s that?”

“Making things disappear,” she says.

And before I know what’s happening she takes my entire cock in her mouth, deepthroating me with ease.

“Oh my god,” I say as she holds it there, my balls pressing up against her chin.

A good seven seconds later she finally pulls off my cock. She takes a deep breath, then spits on my cock and strokes it, looking up at me the whole time.

“Well, what do you think?” she says.

“I think it’s going to be a very good night,” I reply.

Laughing, she stands up and guides me over to the couch by my cock. Once there, she turns me around and pushes me down, forcing me to sit. Then she backs off and turns around, showing me her ass. She undoes the belt on her chaps and drops them to the ground. Next comes her bra. Then her panties. She starts to take the cowboy hat off but I tell her to leave it on.

“And your boots too,” I say.

“You’re the boss,” she says, dropping to her hands and knees and crawling over to me. Her ass is sticking up behind her, wiggling from side to side as she moves. Her back is arched and she’s staring right at me as she comes closer. God I love it when women do that. It’s sexy as hell.

She runs her hands up my legs and undoes my belt, pops the top button off my pants, then grabs them and my boxers and pulls them off. She tosses them to the ground behind her, then nestles up to me once again and starts sucking my cock.

She’s obviously well-versed at giving head, varying the speed and depth constantly, sometimes working my shaft with her hand, sometimes playing with my balls, mixing it up expertly, keeping me excited without getting me too excited for my own good.

“You like it when I work your cock like that?” she says.

“Yeah,” I say.

“What about my tits?” she says. “You like them too? You want to see your fat cock between them?”

I nod.

She smiles and sits up higher, bringing her tits to the same level as my cock. She grabs ahold of my cock, slaps it against one of her chest a few times, then spits on it and slides it between her two glorious breasts. She pushes her tits together and starts to bounce on my cock.

Titty-fucking, when done correctly by a girl with large enough breasts, is nothing short of incredible. And my dirty little cowgirl had both the skills and the tits to pull it off with ease.

By continually spitting on my cock—keeping it slippery enough to glide along her skin with a minimum of friction but not too wet that it slipped out of the perfect cock-vessel between her breasts—and using just the right amount of pressure—not too much to make me cum too soon but not too little that I didn’t feel a thing—she worked my cock until it was right at the point of explosion, staring at me the entire time, the cowboy hat still perched her head adding immeasurably to my pleasure.

After a couple minutes of her working my cock between her tits I could have easily cum, but having no desire to finish up so soon, so I quickly backed away and scrambled off the couch.

“I take it you liked that?” she said, smiling wickedly.

“A little bit too much,” I say, grabbing her beneath the arms and lifting her onto the couch. “I need to cool down a little bit, do some work of my own.”

“Be my guest,” she says, throwing her legs back and opening herself up to me.

I drop to my knees and start going to town on her pussy; licking, sucking, lapping it like a cat drinking milk, causing her to moan and squirm beneath me.

After I’ve got her good and warmed up, I slip two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy and start working them slowly inside her. I run my tongue up to the top of her pussy lips and start going after her clit.

She lets out a little yelp and then an intense giggle. “God that feels so fucking good,” she says, her smooth Texas twang voice laced with what can only be described as pure ecstasy.

I slide a third finger inside her and starting working them more quickly. In and out. In and out. Digging into her, my fingers curled, rubbing on her pebbly g-spot, causing her to moan more loudly and breathe more quickly. She’s clearly getting off on this.

I back off with my tongue so I can watch her face as she climbs the ladder towards orgasm. Her head is thrown back and her eyes are closed. A thin sheen of sweat is covering her body and her breathing is growing heavier and heavier by the second, her moans turning to screams. Her pussy is dripping, her juices soaking my fingers, running down my hand.

I slip another finger inside her, making it four now. She shudders a bit at the intrusion but I don’t let up.

“Holy fuck!” she cries. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!”

I shift my weight to get a better angle and continue slamming my fingers into her, stretching her pussy, causing her to gush even more.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god I’m gonna cum,” she says, her hand flying down to her clit. She starts rubbing it aggressively and seconds later she goes over the edge.

“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” she screams.

Her pussy tightens around my fingers and she grabs ahold of my arm and squeezes it tight, keeping my fingers unmoving inside her. Her whole body tenses for just a second, then releases, and with it comes a huge whoosh of breath.

Smiling, she pulls my fingers from her pussy, brings them up to her mouth and starts to lick her juices from them.

“I take it you liked that?” I say, mimicking her little taunt from earlier.

“I fucking loved it,” she says, climbing off the couch. “You’ve got some talented fingers for a boy. But now let’s see what you can do with that fat cock of yours.”

She grabs my hand and leads me over towards the bed. Once there, she turns me around so my ass is touching the edge of the covers and then gives me a little shove.

I fall back onto the bed and slide back a bit, positioning myself in the center. She climbs on and crawls towards me, working her little body between my spread legs until her head is above my cock. She puts it in her mouth, gives it a couple of sucks, then climbs atop me, straddling me, her knees on the bed on either side of my hips.

“Just sit back and relax,” she says. “It’s time for this dirty little cowgirl to go for a ride.”

She wraps her hand around my stiff cock and guides into her wet, waiting pussy, letting out a sexy little moan and biting down on her bottom lip as it slides in.

She leans forward, putting her arms on either side of my neck and starts grinding on my cock, slowly at first but gradually picking up steam, working the entire length of my shaft from tip to base, varying up the speed and depth and pressure expertly, keeping things from getting repetitive.

Her tits are bouncing right there in front of my face, her stiff nipples tempting me, so I lift my neck and start to suck on them, first one, then the other, taking turns, giving each equal time in my mouth.

She pulls back and shifts her legs so she’s squatting over me, her cowboy boots flat on the bed, her hands on the inside of my thighs for leverage. With my cock angled away from me, she starts working it forward and back, sliding her pussy up and down gently, the pressure from the unnatural angle providing a sensation I’ve never experienced, a fact that must have shown on my face, as she flashes me a tight smile.

“You like that, huh?”

“Hell yeah,” I say. “It feels fucking great.”

“I aim to please,” she says, starting to work her hips in a circular motion as she talks, taking my cock to more places it’s never been.

“Holy shit,” I say as she works it in circles.

“That too, I take it?”

This time I just nod. I’m afraid to talk. The pressure is too great, too wonderful. It has me right on the edge, way too close for comfort if I have any hopes of extending the session.

I need to switch things up, and fast, so I grab ahold of her hips and pull her forward, guiding her hands to my chest. With my hands on her ass to help her stay balanced, I drop her down onto my cock and lift her back up, once, twice, three times, working it deeper every time until I’m bottoming out inside her. Pretty soon I’m raising my hips to meet her, eliciting a gasp of pleasure with every thrust as our bodies come together.

Next thing I know I’m holding her ass in place and slamming my hips up into her, doing all the work, fucking her with everything I’ve got, my balls slapping up against her asshole as my cock goes balls deep inside her pussy.

She practically screaming at me, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” so I don’t, continuing to slam up into her with reckless abandon until she comes again, which she does in a gasping, heaving rush, lifting herself up off my cock and squirting all over me.

She immediately drops down and licks her juices off my chest, smiling up at me the whole time. This chick is a freak. A hot, sick, dirty, freak. And I love it. At this moment I’m strongly considering moving to Texas for good.

But she’s not done yet, which is good, because neither am I, although I’m getting really damn close.

She climbs onto her hands and knees and I realize I have even less time left than I’d previously thought. Doggy-style. My favorite position.

She shifts her body so her ass is facing me. Her back is arched and her perfect little ass is sticking up in the air. She turns her upper body and looks back at me, cowboy hat still miraculously on her head, making her look just that much hotter.

“You like what you see?” she says.

“Hell yes.”

“You want to stick that fat cock of yours inside me, don’t you?”

“You’re damn right I do.”

“Then wait are you waiting for?” she says, reaching back and giving her ass a slap. “Come on over here and fuck my tight little pussy.” She slaps her ass again, hard enough to leave a red mark.

I scramble to my knees and sidle up to her, my raging cock leading the way, anxious to slip inside her. I move into position to stick my cock into her gaping, glistening, wet pussy but she reaches out and stops me just as the tip touches her pussy lips.

“Let me work it,” she says.

So I do, holding my position as she bounces back against my cock, her tiny, firm asscheeks slamming up against me, harder and harder, my balls slapping against the underside of her pussy.

“Work it, baby, work it,” I say, hoping that talking to her will help me resist the temptation to start pounding her. “That’s right. Harder.”

“Harder?” she says, slamming back up against me, her voice high, strained, ecstatic.

“Harder,” I say.

“Like this?”

“Harder.”

“Harder?” she says.

“Like this,” I say, grabbing ahold of her hips and slamming my cock into her.

“Ho-ly shiiiiiiiiiit,” she says, drawing out the word for a few seconds, her pitch altering every time the base of my cock bounces against her pussy lips.

Our bodies are slamming together, rocking back and then coming together in perfect harmony. I slide my hands up to her shoulders and grasp on, using them to pull her back into me even harder with every thrust. The room is filled with the labored sounds of our breathing punctuated with guttural grunts of pleasure.

With my cock still inside her, I climb to my feet, altering the angle of penetration and giving myself a bit more leverage. From here I can buck my hips even harder, allowing me to slam my cock even deeper inside her pussy.

I slow things down just a bit, giving her one thrust every couple of seconds or so but holding my cock deep inside her for an extra beat every time I bottom out. A short time later I start to speed things up again, slowly but surely, until we are once again at a good, solid rhythm, me using the springiness of the bed to bring her ass up to me as I pump her.

My right hand slides back towards her ass and I start fiddling around with her asshole, my thumb working the outside of it, gently applying pressure in a circular motion, feeling her out a bit, seeing if she objects.

She doesn’t. In fact, her groans take on a more intense tone and she starts bouncing more aggressively back up against me.

Taking this as a sign of assent, I stick the tip of my thumb in the center of her little pink asshole and press down with more force until I’m right on the edge of penetration.

She turns her head and glared wickedly up at me, her eyes narrow, her face flushed, her mouth turned up in a nasty little smirk.

“You like that, do you?” I say.

She bites down on her bottom lip and nods.

With her still looking up at me I push my thumb inside her asshole, eliciting a passionate, deep-rooted growl of pure pleasure followed by a drawn out drawn-out string of  barely comprehensible muttering.

With my thumb still planted firmly in her ass I pound away, drawing ever closer to orgasm and loving every second of it. And once she reaches back and spreads her asscheeks, I know the end has unfortunately come. I slam into her a couple more times then pull both my thumb and cock out of her at the same time.

I let out a wordless groan and spurt all over her, dousing her ass and lower back in milky white cum. I squeeze out the last couple drops and then fall back onto the bed, totally spent.

Grinning, she turns and plops down on the bed and looks at me.

“So how was your first taste of Texas,” she says.

“Wonderful.”

“I’m glad. How long are you staying?”

“Unfortunately I leave tomorrow morning.”

“That’s too bad,” she says. “You think you’ll be back anytime soon?”

“Actually I’m due to be back in a couple of weeks,” I say. “You think you might be free?”

“I can probably wiggle some time out.”

“What about friends?”

“Yours or mine?”

“Yours,” I say. “You got any that are as hot as you are?”

“Honey, nobody is as hot as I am,” she says with a smile. “But I got a few that are close.”

“Well, maybe next time you can bring one of them along too.”

“Oh, I’m sure we can arrange something.”

“I’m sure you can,” I say with a smile of my own.

After all, that’s what I want. And the beauty of escorts is you get what you want. Every single fucking time.

 

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HAMMERING A NAUGHTY OLDER LADY

 

What do you remember more fondly? Average sex with a super-hot chick? Or super-hot sex with an average chick?

Most men, when they think of sexy women, prefer youth. The cute faces, the tight bodies, the smooth skin. Not me. I love mature women. Sure their asses are a little bigger, their bodies not quite as tight, their faces a little more worn, their tits sag a little more, but so what? The way I see it, passion and enthusiasm trumps all those things.

I mean, think about it, what kind of woman provides a more memorable experience?

A smoking hot young chick who just lies there like a dead fish?

Or the older freak who goes crazy on you in bed, no matter what she looks like?

I don’t know about you, but for me it’s not even close. I’ve been with my share of tight-bodied, firm-breasted, natural 18-year beauties, and even the best ones in the sack don’t compare to the average 35-year old housewife I’ve spent time in bed with.

Now, maybe I’ve just been very unlucky with the younger girls and extremely fortunate with the older ones but I don’t think so. The numbers just don’t bear it out. And discussions with other men who’ve experienced the same thing as me are far more prevalent than other way around.

Of course, there are always those absolute freaks of nature; women that are young, gorgeous, and uninhibited in bed, but they are very few and extremely far between. If you’ve got yourself a woman like that, by all means hold on to her with everything you’ve got. But for the rest of you I have a little advice:

Stop trolling the bars and start trolling the neighborhood.

Trust me.

You’ll be very happy with the results.

 


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