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EROTIC SLAVES GETTING SEXY

16 NAUGHTY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

JT Holland

Rickie Sheen

Brock Landers

Taylor Jordan

Misty Rose

Dirk Rockwell

Nikki Taylor

Michael Scott Taylor

Tory Mynx

Scotty Diggler

Brock Landers

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 character are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

MY BARELY LEGAL NIEGHBOR BRINGS HER FRIEND BY JT HOLLAND

SHE RUNS THE SHOW BY RICKIE SHEEN

DOMINATED BY MY PERVERTED GIRLFRIEND BY BROCK LANDERS

SEDUCING THE SALESMAN BY TAYLOR JORDAN

DOMINATING THE HUNK DOWN THE HALL BY MISTY ROSE

WHATEVER SHE WANTS BY DIRK ROCKWELL

AN INCREDIBLY PERVERTED THREESOME BY NIKKI TAYLOR

SUBMISSIVE LITTLE SLUT BY MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

AN INCREDIBLY DEPRAVED THREESOME BY NIKKI TAYLOR

TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER HELPLESS MALE SUBORDINATES BY TORY MYNX

SEDUCED BY A COUGAR BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

DOMINATING THE SLUTTY BABYSITTER BY MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

PERVERTED REQUESTS BY DIRK ROCKWELL

ASSERTING DOMINANCE BY JT HOLLAND

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT GETS OWNED BY MISTY ROSE

PUNISHING THE NEIGHBOR BY BROCK LANDERS

 

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MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR BRINGS HER FRIEND

JT HOLLAND

 

I was on my way out the door to get a workout in at the gym when I got a call from Kelly. She’d been out of town for a couple weeks so we hadn’t gotten together in a while. I missed her greatly, even though I could barely bring myself to admit it. After all, at 19 years old, she wasn’t much more than a girl. It was not like we had any future together.

But still, I missed her. And not only the sex part. I missed hanging out with her too, her black-as-pitch sense of humor and laidback attitude was infectious. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t in love with Kelly, but I definitely felt something for her. Something strong.

“Hey Kelly, what’s up?” I said after answering the phone, trying to tamp down my excitement.

“Not much,” Kelly said. “What are you up to?”

“Just heading out to the gym.”

“Keeping that rock-hard body of yours in shape, huh?”

“That’s the plan,” I said. “What are you up to?”

“Actually, I was just hanging out at my friend’s house. Her parents are gone for the night and we were having a little fun.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep,” Kelly said in her sing-song voice, the one that said she was up to no good, which usually meant good things for me. “And we were wondering if you wanted to come over and keep us company.”

“Is that right?” I asked, my excitement building.

“That’s right,” Kelly said. “I was telling my friend about you and she wants to meet you.”

A jolt of electricity shot through my groin at the mere thought of spending time with not only Kelly, but one of her friends too.

“I think I can put off the gym for a while,” I said, still trying to sound aloof even though I knew Kelly could see right through me. Still, I had to try and maintain the illusion of composure. After all, I was three years older than her and was supposed to be the mature one.

“Great,” Kelly said. “We’ll be waiting for you.”

She rattled off the address and we said our goodbyes and hung up. I ran upstairs to throw on some decent clothes then made my way to the garage, into my car, and towards her friend’s house.

Fifteen minutes later I knocked on the door. Kelly answered it. She looked great as always, with her super-cute face and long, lean, athletic body. Her smile was infectious, and right now it was huge, lighting up her face. She was clearly excited; even more so than usual. She was wearing a red bra and matching panties with red and white 3-inch heels, making her almost as tall as me. She looked stunning, not to mention ready to go at the drop of a hat.

“Hey Kelly,” I said, trying to maintain my cool.

“What’s up, Clay,” she replied, standing aside and letting me in.

“Not much,” I said after she closed the door behind us. “You’re looking great.”

“Thanks, baby,” Kelly said. “But if you think I look good, just wait. Naomi looks incredible.”

“That’s your friend’s name, I assume?”

“Yep,” she said. “And she can’t wait to meet you.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I said.

“So am I,” Kelly said, grinning like a demon. “So am I.”

She took my hand and led me down the hall, her heels clacking on the hardwood floor. I found myself staring at her ass, unable to look away, the 3-inch heels making her already incredibly long legs look like they went on forever.

Kelly stopped right before we came to a partially open door.

“Take a peek,” she said, motioning towards the room with her head.

So I did, looking around the corner to see a long, wavy-haired brunette wearing a purple bra and matching heels that were just as high as Kelly’s but no panties. They were already on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Naomi’s legs were spread open wide and she was fingering herself. So far she hadn’t noticed that we were watching her. Or if she had, she didn’t acknowledge us in any way. She just kept right on playing with her pussy as though we weren’t even there.

At first glance, Naomi was sexier than Kelly, although not as cute, with an angular face and big, full, natural tits. She appeared to be a few inches shorter than Kelly and built differently; short and stacked instead of long and lean. Personally, I liked the way Kelly looked better, but not by much. Both were sexy as hell.

“Wow,” I said. “You were right. She’s hot as shit.”

Smiling, Kelly nodded. “I told you.”

“Yes you did,” I said. “But not as hot as you though.”

“Ahh, you’re so sweet,” Kelly said. “But you don’t have to lie to me.”

“I’m not,” I said, leaning over and slipping my tongue into her mouth.

We made out for a little while, our tongues exploring each others mouths while our hands did to the same to each others bodies. Kelly rubbed my cock over my jeans and I returned the favor by slipping my hand under her panties and playing with her pussy.

Kelly suddenly broke off our embrace and dropped to her knees, right there in the hallway. As she started to undo my pants, I glanced over at the bed, where Naomi was going after herself with three fingers now, slamming them deep inside her pussy while she moaned and groaned in pleasure.

I quickly turned my attention back to Kelly, however, once she dropped my pants and boxers to the floor and wrapped her lips around my already hard cock.

I let out a soft moan as Kelly started sucking on the tip of my cock. A few seconds later she was blowing me properly, swallowing my whole shaft in long, slow strokes. So far she was treating my cock gently, just getting me warmed up. But it felt so good that I had to take a deep breath to keep myself under control.

I glanced over at Naomi to see her slipping her fingers out of pussy and into her mouth. After licking them clean of her pussy juices, Naomi returned her fingers back to her pussy, sliding four of them in this time before going back to work on herself.

After watching Naomi for a bit, I looked down to stare at Kelly as she continued sucking my cock, her eyes turned up to mine, maintaining eye contact as she blew me. Within seconds I had all but forgotten about Naomi; my attention was focused solely on Kelly right now, watching my cock slide in and out of her pretty mouth while her eyes glistened with excitement and pleasure.

“So are you going to keep him all to yourself or are you going to share?” Naomi said, startling me. I looked up and saw that she was staring right at us, watching Kelly suck my cock. Her fingers were no longer in her pussy but she was rubbing her clit with them.

“I was just getting him warmed up,” Kelly said, pulling her head off my cock, leaving it all wet and slippery.

“Sure you were,” Naomi replied, her tone skeptical but playful. “If it were up to you I’d never get a piece of that cock.”

Smiling, Kelly shrugged. “What can I say, I’m a greedy bitch when it comes to cock.”

“Tell me about it,” Naomi said, smiling back. Her voice was soft, relaxed, confident and incredibly seductive. “But I want some too. Are you going to let me have some?”

“It would be my pleasure,” Kelly said. She slapped the head of my cock against her tongue a couple of times, then stood up and grabbed ahold of my shaft and used it to lead me over to the middle of the room while Naomi slid off the edge of bed and onto her knees on the carpeted floor. Kelly joined her, again dropping to her knees in front of me, this time right next to her friend.

As Kelly held my shaft tight, the two girls made out while I watched, amazed at seeing two ridiculously hot, half-naked, 19-year old girls kneeling before me. After they broke off their embrace, Kelly angled my cock towards Naomi’s mouth.

Naomi smiled up at me, then slipped my cock into her mouth, sucking on the tip while Kelly ran her tongue up and down my shaft. After half a minute of this, the girls switched places, Kelly taking my cock in her mouth while Naomi licked and slobbered over my shaft.

“That feels so fucking good,” I said, watching intently. I’d never been with two girls at the same time before and it was more exciting than I had ever imagined and we’d barely even gotten started yet.

A short time later, Naomi dropped her head down a bit and slid further beneath my legs then took my balls in her mouth. She sucked on my testicles while Kelly blew me, taking my cock further down her throat until it was disappearing completely with every pump.

At one point, Kelly took my cock all the way inside her mouth and held it there for a few seconds, deepthroating me while Naomi continued working my balls. The dual sensation was almost more than I could take, but I held steady, and eventually Kelly pulled her head away, releasing my cock at the same time Naomi popped my balls out of her mouth.

Kelly jerked me off while she caught her breath, the leftover saliva from her blowjob serving as a lube, allowing her hand to fly over my cock. Once she’d recovered, she slid her body down, trading places with Naomi, taking my balls in her mouth while Naomi wrapped her lips around my cock.

Naomi’s blowjob was more frantic than Kelly’s but just as incredible. It was a sloppy, high-energy affair, with Naomi slamming her head back and forth while working my shaft with her hand as well as her mouth. Her hair was flying everywhere and gagging, slurping sounds came out of her mouth.

For her part, Kelly worked my balls with serious intensity, putting them both in her mouth and pulling down on my sack, stretching out the skin and taking me right to the edge of pleasure and pain.

After a good two minutes of working together on my cock, both girls pulled away, leaving me gasping and struggling to regain my composure.

“If I had to guess, I’d say that Clay is enjoying himself,” Naomi said, smiling at Kelly.

“I’m pretty sure you’re right,” Kelly said, giggling. She leaned over and slipped her tongue into Naomi’s mouth and they made out for a while as I watched from above, fascinated, the tip of my cock feeling like it was going to tear out of its skin.

“What about you?” Kelly said, looking at Naomi after breaking off their embrace. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“You’d better believe it,” Naomi said. “But I’ll be enjoying it more once I get his hard cock inside me.”

“Tell me about it,” Kelly said. She turned her eyes back to me. “What do you say, Clay? Are you ready to stick your cock into us?”

“I can't fucking wait,” I said.

“Neither can we,” Naomi said. She took Kelly’s hand and together they rose to their feet, then crawled up onto the couch and took positions side-by-side, both with their knees on the cushions and their hands on the back of the couch with their asses sticking up in the air, facing me.

I was practically salivating as I stared at the pair of two perfect asses staring at me. Kelly’s was tight as a drum, firm and athletic, while Naomi’s was more round and shapely, soft and bubbly. Both were absolutely incredible, just in different ways.

“Well, Clay, ” Kelly said, turning her upper body so she could look back at me. “What are you waiting for?” She reached back and slapped Naomi on the ass, eliciting a little yelp and a giggle from her friend.

“Yeah, Clay,” Naomi said, returning the favor and slapping Kelly’s ass cheek. “Come on over here and show us what you got.”

Smiling, I got to work, sidling up to Kelly’s tight, tiny little ass. I yanked her panties down, freeing up her soaking wet snatch. Her asshole was opened slightly and beckoning, but I knew I was going to have to stay away from it on this night. I was already excited as hell, and if I started getting assholes involved I would done within seconds.

As the two girls made out in front of me, I grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slid the tip of it into Kelly’s pussy. She let out a deep, low sigh as I pushed my hips forward, giving her the whole length of my shaft.

“Oh my god that feels so fucking incredible,” Kelly said, breaking off her kiss with Naomi to turn and look back at me. “Fuck me with that hard cock of yours, Clay. Fuck me good.”

So I did, grabbing ahold of Kelly’s hips and pulling her body backwards as I slammed mine forward, bringing us together in the middle, allowing my cock to deeply penetrate her pussy.

As I continued pummeling Kelly’s pussy, Naomi flipped around and laid her head on Kelly’s ass, watching the proceedings from up close. Her eyes were fixed on mine and her mouth was slightly open.

“Do you want to taste Kelly’s pussy?” I asked. “Do you want to lick her juices off of my cock?”

Smiling wickedly, Naomi nodded. “Yes please,” she said.

I gave Kelly a couple more pumps, then pulled my cock out of her pussy and slipped it into Naomi’s open mouth. She sucked on it for a few seconds, working it with her mouth and tongue before gathering up a bunch of saliva and spitting it on my cock. After working the saliva in with her hand, Naomi slipped my cock back into Kelly’s pussy.

Naomi’s saliva acted as a lube, making things that much more slippery. Between the wetness of Kelly’s pussy and the slickness of my cock, I couldn’t have fucked Kelly slowly even if I’d wanted. Luckily I didn’t. Nor did she want me to.

“Give it to me, Clay,” Kelly said. “Give it to me hard. As hard as you can.”

I did as I was told, slamming my cock all the way into Kelly, giving it to her balls-deep, our bodies slapping together in wet, sloppy smacks. Naomi got involved too, grabbing ahold of one of Kelly’s asscheeks and spreading it wide, opening Kelly up to me even further, allowing me deeper access to her insides.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking incredible,” Kelly said between gasps as I continued pumping her pussy. She pressed her face up against the back cushions of the couch, muffling her voice a bit. But she was still pretty damn loud. “Right there, right fucking there!” Harder, Clay, harder! Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow!”

I did what I could, rising up a bit to give myself better leverage and hammering my cock as far into Kelly’s pussy as I could, slamming my hips up against her ass, pushing her entire body forward with every pump while Naomi watched from inches away, her eyes lit with excitement.

Reaching out, I grabbed ahold of Kelly’s hair and gave it a tug. She loved having her hair pulled and it always took her over the edge. Today was no exception.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Kelly cried as soon as I pulled her hair. “Just like that. Just like that! Pull my hair! Pull my fucking hair! You’re gonna make me cum! You’re gonna make me fucking cum!”

I gave Kelly what she wanted, fucking her with reckless abandon while yanking back on her hair hard enough that she had to arch her spine to alleviate some of the pressure.

A few seconds later, Kelly cried out in a deep, guttural, wordless scream and body shimmied and shook as an orgasm worked its way through her.

“Holy fuck!” Kelly cried as it wound down. “That was fucking insane!” She quickly slid her body forward, yanking my cock out of her pussy in the process.

As I took a moment to catch my breath, Naomi switched places with Kelly, turning around into the doggy position and pressing her ass back against me.

“My turn,” Naomi said, looking back at me with an evil grin.

“My pleasure,” I replied.

“Here,” Kelly said, grabbing my cock. “Let me help.” And with that, she slipped my rock-hard cock into Naomi’s pussy.

Both I and Naomi groaned at the same time as I entered her. She had a tighter pussy than Kelly but she was so wet that there was only a little bit of resistance as my cock made its way into her. And it certainly wasn’t so tight that it affected Naomi in any way. She didn’t even bother taking things slow at all, hammering her ass back against me right away, forcing my cock deep inside her with every pump .

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath as Naomi slammed her ass back into me, doing all of the work, our bodies coming together with a wet smack.

“She’s got a tight pussy, doesn’t she?” Kelly said, looking at me from the couch with a gigantic smile and dancing eyes.

“Very tight,” I said.

“It makes you want to cum, doesn’t it?” Kelly said.

Biting down on my bottom lip to try and keep myself from doing just that, I nodded emphatically.

“Are you close?” Kelly asked.

“Really close,” I said between deep breaths designed to stave off orgasm.

“Then I’d better help Naomi finish before you do,” Kelly said, climbing down off the couch. She dropped to her knees and positioned herself beneath my legs. Her body facing was facing mine and her face was turned up towards the ceiling so her mouth was directly under Naomi’s pussy.

Kelly stuck out her tongue and started licking the underside of Naomi’s pussy, clearly surprising her friend, causing her to not only let out a high-pitched yelp, but to stop moving her ass back against me. So I took control, grabbing Naomi’s hips and holding her in place as I slammed my body into hers, making it easier for Kelly to keep her tongue attached to Naomi’s pussy.

“Holy fucking shit!” Naomi screamed. “Right there, right fucking there!”

I could tell that she was getting closer to an orgasm, but I was too, and I had to make sure she got there first. So I decided to take a chance, hoping that it would get Naomi over the edge quickly, before it was too late.

Still pummeling away at her with all my energy, I released Naomi’s hip with one of my hands, freeing it up. Then after sticking my thumb into my mouth to get it lubed up, I ran it down the crack of Naomi’s ass and slipped it into her asshole.

Naomi let out a wordless scream of pleasure, and again began slamming her ass back against me, arching her spine, giving herself more leverage to push back with.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Naomi screamed as her legs shook madly.  She pounded her ass backwards, pummeling me with her pussy, forcing my cock deeper inside her than ever before.

Kelly got more involved too, reaching up from beneath us and grabbing Naomi’s asscheeks and spreading them wide, opening her up even more to me.

“That’s it, that’s it, that’s fucking it!” Naomi screamed, not holding back at all now. “Here I cum, here I fucking cum!”

She slammed back into me one last time and held her ass there, pressing up against me, both my cock and thumb having disappeared completely inside her holes. She held her position for a few seconds then released in a screaming spasm as an orgasm washed over her.

As soon as Naomi was done cumming, I slipped my thumb out of her asshole and went back to work on her pussy, hammering my body against her ass in a fit of energy as I rose to my own orgasm.

Now that she was finished helping Naomi get off, Kelly put her hands to use on me, cupping my balls and massaging them while I continued fucking Naomi from behind.

Kelly’s hands did the trick, taking me over the edge in just a few seconds.

”Goddammit,” I moaned, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

I pulled back, yanking my cock from Naomi’s pussy as she quickly spun around and climbed off the couch, joining Kelly on the floor at my feet. By the time Naomi got there, Kelly was already jerking me off, her hand feverishly working my cock.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I said breathlessly as my orgasm arrived.

Smiling up at me, Kelly continued jerking me off with reckless abandon as I started to cum, my sperm spraying out of my cock in thick streams.

Kelly didn’t slow down at all, still jerking me off like crazy as I came, sending my seed shooting everywhere, all over her and Naomi, getting on their face, their hair, their tits, the floor, and even on the couch.

Six or seven gyrations later, my cock had run dry. Both of the girl’s faces were dripping wet with my cum. Still grinning up at me, Kelly slid the tip of my cock into her mouth and gave it a couple of sucks, then popped it out and passed it on to Naomi, who did the same, making me shiver due to the sensitivity that always followed an orgasm.

Kelly leaned over and started licking Naomi’s face, gathering all of my cum up with her tongue. Once her face was clean, Kelly then moved down to her friend’s tits and cleaned them up too.

After Kelly had finished collecting all my sperm off of Naomi’s flesh with her tongue, Naomi did the same to Kelly, until they were both holding all of my cum in their mouths.

As I watched with amazement, Kelly and Naomi started making out, sharing my cum between them, Naomi giving it all to Kelly, and then Kelly to Naomi.

“You two are nasty as hell,” I said, laughing softly at their display.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Kelly said. She turned towards Naomi. “Do you want to do the honors?”

Smiling as best she could with a mouthful of cum, Naomi nodded. Then she tilted her head back and swallowed all my sperm down in one gulp.

I shook my head and chuckled under my breath. “Wow.”

“Yeah, she’s a pretty fun girl,” Kelly said, smiling at her friend.

“As are you,” Naomi said to Kelly, returning the grin.

“And I’m one hell of a lucky guy,” I added.

We all laughed.

“Well, what now?” I asked.

“That’s up to you,” Kelly replied.

“How so?”

“Well, we don’t have any plans, and Naomi’s parents are gone all night, so, unless you’ve got something better to do . . .”

“How could I have anything better to do than you two?” I said, eliciting another round of laughter.

“Then let’s go jump in the shower and relax for a little bit and get ready for round two.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said, helping the girls to their feet.

Hand in hand, we headed down the hallway towards the bathroom. I couldn’t help but think about how lucky a guy I was. Undoubtedly the luckiest guy in the world.

 

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SHE RUNS THE SHOW

ESCORTS PREFERRED: VOLUME SIX

RICKIE SHEEN

 

I’ve never understood the reluctance to pay for an escort. The way I see it, escorts provide the best of both worlds. Not only are you pretty much guaranteed to get someone who knows how to fuck, you get someone who either enjoys doing it or are good enough at faking it that you won’t know any different. And more importantly you don’t have to deal with any of the heartache. You make a phone call, order the services and type of girl you desire, pay your money, then relax and start getting warmed up. No need for any false pretences, no need for any emotional ties, no need for any awkwardness associated with conventional male/female relationships. No worry about talking afterward. Or sharing your feelings. None of that crap applies. As for the morals of the transaction? What are morals anyway but a set of standards forced upon us by the arbitrary whims of the society. Fuck it, I say. Do what you want, what makes you feel good. Fuck everyone else. Let them live their own life. So the way I see it, give me an escort or give me death. But enough of the rambling, I’m sure you want to get to the good stuff. After all, that’s why you bought this right? For the sex. So here we go.

 

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I’m in Los Angeles for an overnight stay in the middle of a two-week long business trip. There are hundreds of reasons why I love L.A., not the least of which is its high-quality escorts. As the porn capitol of the world, the misnamed City of Angels has no shortage of sex workers plying their trade. You can get whatever kind of girl you want—any hair color, any attitude, any race—with nothing more than a phone call to the right person. And I know all the numbers by heart. I call one of my favorite companies and arrange for a specific type of girl to come to my door in exactly thirty minutes, then I open a bottle of $200 merlot to let it breathe and sit back and allow my excitement build.

 

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Exactly thirty minutes later there is a series of hard knocks on my hotel room door. I go to answer it, a glass of wine already in hand. Just before I grasp the handle there comes another series of knocks. Harder than the first one.

“Open up already,” says a husky, incredibly sexy female voice from the other side. Impatient, demanding, used to being in charge. Exactly what I ordered up. My entire body tingles with anticipation.

I open the door and she steps in and grabs the glass of wine out of my hand and pushes past me before I even have a chance to get a good look at her from the front. But the back is shaping up beautifully. Straight, jet black hair hanging down beneath her shoulders. Short black dress hugging her voluptuous curves perfectly, ending just above her knees, accentuating her round ass perfectly. Gorgeous legs, toned to perfection, not too skinny, not to muscular. Calves you just wanted to take a bite out of. The same height as me in her 2-inch heels. My dick is already rock-hard just from looking at her and all I can see is her backside. This is going to be a great night.

She drains the glass of wine and pours herself another. She glances over her shoulder for just a moment but still doesn’t turn towards me. It’s obvious she’s torturing me, making me wait, playing her game. And I’m loving every second of it.

She finishes the second glass and finally turns to face me. I can only stare, barely able to catch my breath let alone speak.

“From the look on your face I take it you like what you see,” she says, her voice slightly mocking.

I nod and take her in. Big brown eyes with a naughty edge to them, dark blue eye shadow, full nose; not big, not small, lips painted bright red. One corner of her mouth is turned up in a little smirk. She looks at me with a hint of disdain, as though she knows she’s better than me. As if I’m her little plaything. As if she’s running the show. Which she is.

And her tits, oh my god. Large but not unnatural, they hang perfectly from her frame. Practically hanging out of her black dress, they were things of beauty; if not real, than an absolutely perfect augmentation.

“Oh, you like these, do you?” she says, grabbing her tits with and pushing them together. She smacks them, makes them bounce. Then does it again. And again, laughing at my reaction. Nipples like pencil erasers poke through the material, mocking me.

And then a tit slips out of her top. Just one. I almost cream my pants. This absolutely slays me, irrationally turning me on in ways I can’t quantify. I shiver, take a deep breath, force myself to calm down.

“You’re one jumpy little fucker, aren’t you?” she says. “What is this, your first time or something?”

“It sure feels like it,” I say, hoping my self-depreciating manner will somehow bring my excitement down a notch. But no such luck. Nothing short of an ice-cold shower could have that effect on me, and the way I was feeling tonight I doubt even that would do the trick.

“Well, you’re in luck,” she says as she takes a step towards me, her eyes sizing me up with deadly seriousness, like a lion eyeing a wounded zebra. “Because I’m a pro. And by the end of the night, you’ll be one too.” Another couple of steps and now she’s within arm’s length. “And there’s no way in hell I’m going to let you cum until I’m damn well good and ready for it. Got that, mister?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Mistress,” she says. “You call me mistress.”

“Yes, mistress,” I say.

She is nearly standing on top of me, her tits pressing up against my chest. We are face to face, almost exactly the same height. She eyes me up and down, inspecting me like a piece of meat.

“So, you like a woman who takes charge, do you?” she says.

I nod my head and lick my lips. I don’t trust myself to speak. As it is I can hardly breathe my adrenalin is flowing so fast.

“Then you got the right girl,” she says. “Because there’s nothing I like better than to be in control of my man. Especially a wanna-be tough guy like you. I bet you boss people around all day, don’t you? Always getting everyone to do whatever you want, whenever you want it.”

“Something like that.”

“Well not tonight, mister. Tonight you’re my toy. My little boy toy. You got that?”

“Yes mistress.”

“Damn right you do,” she says. And then she put her hands on my chest and shoves, pushing me backwards. I stumble back a few steps but she’s already on top of me, pushing me again, more gently this time, moving with me, backing me up until my butt is touching the wall.

She runs her hand up and down my chest, pressing up against me with hips, her mouth mere centimeters from mine, her eyes boring into me with deadly seriousness.

“You like that, don’t you,” she says. It’s not a question but a statement of fact. “You like me pushing you around, putting my hands wherever I want, not even asking for permission.”

I swallow and nod my head.

“What about this?” she says, dropping her hand down to my cock and grabbing it. “You like this too?”

“Yes.”

She squeezes my cock tighter, making me gasp. “Yes, what?” she asks sharply.

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s better,” she says. And then she kneels down in front of me and starts rubbing my hard cock. It’s trapped against my pants, pushing into the material with nowhere to go but still she rubs it some more, making it harder and harder still, smiling at my discomfort. But still she rubs. I groan lightly. She giggles and rubs some more. I groan again, louder this time.

“Shut up and take it,” she says in a harsh voice. “Don’t make another fucking sound until I tell you to.”

“Yes mistress,” I say.

She smacks my balls. I wince in pain.

“Did I tell you to speak?”

I shake my head no.

“That’s a good boy,” she says. “And just for that you’re going to get rewarded.”

She undoes my zipper, sticks her hand inside my pants. She caresses my cock, slowly playing her finger up and down the shaft. It’s still folded up against my pants, threatening to poke a hole in the material.

When she finally unfolds my cock it pops out of the open zipper like a jack-in-the-box. She places her palm under it as if weighing it.

“Not bad,” she says. “Not bad at all.”

She spits on my cock and begins to stroke it. She looks up at me. “Do you want me to suck it?” she says, still stroking as she talks.

I nod.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to suck my cock.”

“Beg for it,” she says, still stroking.

“Please,” I say, the words coming out at no more than a whisper. “Suck my cock. Please, Mistress. Please suck my cock.”

She sticks her tongue out, licks the tip. I shudder. She looks up at me and smiles. Laughs. Shakes her head.

“Sorry,” she says. “It’s not going to happen. Not yet, at least. Torturing you is just too much fun.”

Then she cups my balls in her hand, drops down farther onto her knees, and scoots further under me. I lean back against the wall, slide my feet out away from it, and then my hips, creating a bridge. Giving her more room to work and myself a better angle to see what she’s doing.

She slips her hand up my scrotum and pinches it off just below my cock, creating a little pocket. She licks my sack, then suckles one of my balls, playing with it in her mouth. Then she does the same with other. She opens her mouth wider and takes them both at the same time. Bounces them off one another. Sucks on them, creating a vacuum with her mouth. Increasing the pressure.

I shudder, focus all my energy on not blowing my load. She senses this and relaxes the pressure while still continuing to suck. With my balls in her mouth she lays my cock on top of her face alongside her nose. She takes my cock in her hand and strokes it. Lets my balls fall from her mouth.

She scoots back and smiles up at me, a mocking, “I own you” smile. She is still on her knees. She is still stroking my cock.

My legs are trembling. My breath is ragged. The pressure is nearly unbearable. If she would just take me in her mouth I would cum within a matter of seconds and then I could die a happy man.

“Please,” I say.

“Please, what?”

“Please suck my cock.”

She tilts her head, eyes me with menace.

“Please suck my cock, mistress,” I say.

Her glare softens. She seems to think about it for a moment. Then, to my dismay, she stands up and says, “Nah, I don’t think so. You haven’t earned it yet.”

Her hand is still on my cock and she uses it to drag me towards the bed. My pants are still down around my ankles so I have to shuffle madly to keep from falling.

I start to beg her again but she turns and slaps me in the face.

“Shut up,” she says. “Did I tell you to speak to me?”

I shake my head.

“That’s right.” She turns me and pushes me down onto the bed. “So you just take your clothes off and lie down on your back and get ready to make yourself useful.”

“Yes mistress.”

I do as I am told, slipping out of my clothes while she goes over and has another glass of wine. She ignores me completely, as though I’m not even there, and this just turns me on even more. Finally I’m naked. I climb onto the bed and adjust myself so I am lying in the middle. The moment of truth is almost here. And I can hardly wait.

She dusts off her glass of wine and slips out of her dress and turns towards me, allowing me full access to her body. Fully naked now, I get the see it in all its splendor, taking it in as a whole. Beautiful face, graceful neck, perfect tits, thin waist, wide hips, neatly trimmed bush, muscled but not muscular legs. Even her feet were perfect, right down to her toenails which are painted bright red.

She is just standing there, towering over me, when she starts to play with her pussy. At first just rubbing it, then sticking one finger in, then two. Sliding in and out, the wetness building, becoming more and more slippery, occasionally pulling her fingers out to stick them in her mouth and suck off the juices before diving back in for more. She stares directly at me while she plays with herself, as if daring me stand up and take control. But I don’t fall for the trap. Instead I just start to play with myself, preparing my cock for what’s to come.

“Don’t fucking touch yourself,” she says. “Just let it sit there.”

I reluctantly do as I’m told.

And then she’s moving towards the bed, towards me. She’s taken to rubbing her clit but her eyes still haven’t strayed from mine.

She slaps her pussy a few times then climbs onto the bed by my feet. She begins to lick her way up my body, starting with my calves, then my knees, then my thighs. But instead of stopping at my waist she continues up, licking my belly button, then my under my ribs, licking, suckling, lightly biting, her hands exploring my chest as she does so. And then without warning she bites down on my nipple. I hiss in pain but she just laughs and continues on, suckling at my neck for a moment, then kissing me full on the lips, sticking her tongue down my throat with reckless intensity. But even that only lasts a couple seconds, and then she is continuing up towards my head and then before I know it she is sitting on my face, her dripping wet pussy dropping down perfectly onto my mouth and nose, straddling it, pushing down, smothering me, forcing me to breathe her in if I’m to take any breath at all.

And so I do, inhaling her musky odor into my lungs, holding it, letting it out. She moans in intense pleasure and grinds harder into my face, bouncing up and down. Her pussy is gushing, drenching my chin, my nose, my lips. I stick my tongue out and lick her sweet, supple pussy, the walls slick and delicious and as smooth as the finest silk.

“Oh fuck yeah, right there, right there, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” she says, losing herself.

I look up and see her leaning forward and gripping the top of the bed frame, her beautiful tits bouncing around above me, hair amiss, head bowed forward, face screwed up in intense pleasure.

I hook my arms around her thighs and stick my tongue out even further while pressing down on her hips and into me. She rides my tongue, forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, her moans growing in intensity, becoming grunts, then finally culminating in a single, piercing scream before falling silent.

Her body shudders once, then twice, then three times, each shudder accompanied by a little yelp of pleasure. She is breathing hard and her body is glistening with sweat. She throws her head back, looks up at the ceiling.

“Now that,” she says, “Is what I’m talking about.”

She climbs off my face and slides in next to me in bed. Propped up on one arm, she kisses me, tasting herself. She licks her lips and smiles.

Smiling back, I say, “Now will you please suck my cock?”

“Honey, after that, I’ll do whatever the fuck you want.”

And with that she slips down between my legs and takes my cock in her mouth.

Now I’m not hung like a porn star but I’m not hung like a pimple either, and still she swallows my cock without any problem whatsoever. It disappears between her lips and down her throat in a flash, her eyes fixed on mine the whole time.

“Ho-ly shit,” I say as I immediately fight the urge to spew in her mouth.

She winks at me and then shifts her head back a bit and somehow takes my cock even deeper. Lying on my back in the bed I can see the tip of her nose pressing into my groin and feel the tip of my cock pressing against the back of her throat. Then her tongue flicks out from underneath and nestles my scrotum for just a moment, and I shudder in ecstasy and am just on the verge of cumming when she slides my cock out of her mouth. It’s dripping wet and coated with saliva and the tip is white from where the tightness of her throat restricted the blood flow.

I relax for a moment and the urge to cum passes. As soon as it’s gone she again takes my cock into her mouth, just the tip this time, sucks on it and jerks my shaft with her hand, the leftover saliva making it slick, allowing her to jerk it quickly, up and down, up and down, up and down, her hand squeezing tighter and tighter, increasing the pressure on my cock until I’m again only moments from cumming.

When she feels my tension rising again she slows down her strokes, pulls the tip from her mouth, and proceeds to slowly lick the length of my shaft with her tongue, up and then down, up and then down, up and then down, bringing me again into safe range.

“Do you want to come yet?” she says.

“Desperately,” I reply, at this point wanting only to release the incredible, nearly unbearable pressure.

“Beg for it,” she says while she massages my balls with her right hand and plays with my cock with her left.

“Please let me cum,” I say.

She tilts her head and eyes me with a slightly raised brow.

“Mistress,” I add.

“That’s better,” she says. “But I want you to say it again. Like you mean it this time.”

“Please mistress, please let me cum.”

She laughs and then just like that she deepthroats me again, effortlessly, holding it, holding it, holding it, my cock constricting her breath, gagging her, and then she starts moving her head up and down, up and down her lips moving the full length of my shaft, from tip to base, over and over again, her hair flipping everywhere, covering half her face but her gaze never leaving mine, her eyes deadly serious, hard at work, pushing me to the edge and then over it and my sphincter tightens and I buck my hips and I say, “oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” over and over again and then my sphincter releases and so does my cock as I feel the cum shooting out, threatening to blow out the back of her throat and then she leans back just a little, changing the angle so the cum will flow better and takes my cock all the way into the back of her throat and holds is there as I cum and cum and cum some more, my body jerking and spasming in uncontrollable bursts and she takes it all, swallowing everything I have to offer seemingly without effort.

I lean back and stare at the ceiling, exhausted with the effort. My breath is ragged and I’m sweating all over. I put my hands over my face and laugh a little bit to release the tension.

She slides up next to me and drops her head onto my chest.

“Have fun?” she says. Her demeanor is relaxed, playful. The role-playing is over.

“I had a great time,” I say.

“That’s good,” she says. “I aim to please.”

“Well you certainly did that.” I reach over and open the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed and pull out twenty $100 dollar bills and hand them to her.

“Thanks, baby,” she says, “Next time you’re in the mood to get pushed around a little bit, make sure you ask for me.”

“Will do.”

She taps my leg a couple of times and stands up. “You mind if I finish the wine?” she says.

“Not at all. Be my guest.”

She nods in thanks, pours the last glass, throws it down, puts on her clothes, and walks out with nothing more than brief wave goodbye. No pretense, no small-talk, no awkwardness. Just the way I like it.

 

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DOMINATED BY MY PERVERTED GIRLFRIEND

BROCK LANDERS

 

My girlfriend Taylor and I are in our hotel room on the second night of our 3-night vacation in Phoenix, having just finished off a killer dinner followed by enough drinks to get me ready for what’s to come tonight.

Last night I agreed to let her fuck me in the ass with a dildo after some spirited anal play and tonight it’s time for me to pay the piper.

“Are you sure about this?” Taylor asks, although we both know she’s just asking as a formality. There’s no turning back for me at this point. I gave her my word and we’re both sticklers about following up on what we say we’re going to do.

“No,” I reply, forcing a smile onto my face. “But let’s do it anyway.”

“That’s the spirit,” she says, planting a kiss on my lips. “Now you just sit back and try to relax as I get myself ready.”

So there I am, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Taylor as she straps the dildo onto her hips. It’s a strange combination, seeing all the parts of a woman and then the one part of a man attached, but I’m not going to lie; it turns me on like there’s no tomorrow.

It’s not so much the fake cock itself that turns me on, it’s the look of pure joy on Taylor’s face. She’s obviously stoked to be in a position of control, to be the one doing the fucking instead of the one getting fucked. And I don’t blame her. It’s one hell of a powerful feeling.

Which is exactly why I agreed to let her live out her fantasy on me. Not only because I know how much she’s going to enjoy it, but because it’ll be good for me to know what it’s like to be on the opposite side of the coin. The way I figure things, if she’s willing to let me fuck her in the ass, then I should be willing to let her do the same to me. And it’s not like she hasn’t messed with my asshole multiple times before, licking and tonguing it, even sticking a couple fingers in there from time to time.

Nothing strengthens a bond between two people like walking a mile in their shoes, and it’s always good to know exactly what the other is going through. Getting fucked by Taylor will give me a better appreciation of what she goes through during a typical session, as well as letting her experience what it is I get to see and feel. My only worry is that she’ll enjoy the experience more than I will, which will lead to her wanting to do it again. But that’s for another day. Right now there’s business at hand. And I’m about to be on the receiving end of it.

“I hope you don’t expect me to take it easy on you,” Taylor says as she puts the finishing touches on strapping the dildo to her waist.

“I don’t,” I say.

“Good, because you sure as hell don’t feel the need to take it easy on me very often.”

“That’s true,” I say, trying not to smile. “Of course, you like it rough. You ask for it all the time.”

“Don’t worry, honey,” she says, patting me on the head like I was a dog. “You will too.”

“I don’t know about that,” I say, laughing humorlessly under my breath.

“Oh, I do,” she says. “By the end of this session, you’ll beg for me to fuck you harder, even if you don’t really mean it. I promise you that. Now get on your knees.”

I do as I’m told. I’m looking up at Taylor as she starts to stroke her cock. From this angle pretty much all I can see is her pussy, the dildo, her tits, and behind them, her cute face, which is fixed in a huge smile.

“Here’s how it’s going to go today,” Taylor says, looking down at me from a position of power. “First you’re going suck my dick until it’s all wet and sloppy. Then I’m going to face-fuck you for a while, to let you experience what it’s like. Then, after I smack you around with my dick a few times, I’m going force you to deepthroat me. And once you’ve done that to my satisfaction, then things are going to start get interesting. Do you like how that sounds?”

I reluctantly nod my head.

Taylor grabs me by the hair and wrenches my neck back. “That’s not good enough,” she says. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” I say.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s better,” Taylor says.

Still holding a handful of my hair, she pulls my head towards her cock. “Now open up your mouth.”

I do as I’m told.

“That’s a good boy,” Taylor says. Then she shoves her cock in my mouth.

I’m expecting her to take it easy on me because it’s my first time every doing anything like this, but no, she jams the dildo deep into my mouth, not stopping until I’m coughing and gagging all over the place.

I pull my head back, yanking Taylor’s cock out of my mouth. Still coughing, with saliva pouring out of my mouth, I try and recover.

Taylor is grinning madly. “It’s not so easy, is it?” she says.

“Not when you do it like that,” I say. “Even I don’t just shove it all the way in right from the beginning. I at least give you a chance to get warmed up.”

“I know, I know,” Taylor says, still smiling. “And I will. I just wanted to fuck with you a little bit first. Now come over and suck my cock like I suck yours.”

Biting down on my pride, I scoot forward and wrap my lips around the head of the dildo. At first I just suck on the tip, getting myself used to the idea of this depraved situation I find myself in, not wanting to take things too quickly.

But as the dildo gets more and more slick from my saliva, I start taking it further and further down, until I’m bobbing my head forward and back at a regular pace, taking Taylor’s cock halfway down every time, only gagging on it a little bit.

“That’s a good boy,” Taylor says in a patronizing tone, obviously enjoying herself immensely. “Suck that fucking cock like you mean it. Like you’ve got something to prove.”

And I do have something to prove. That’s the whole point of this exercise, to show that I can take the same thing that Taylor does. And to allow her the enjoyment of taking control over me, of course. And she seems to be liking that more than I’d even thought she would. Which could end up being an issue later, especially if she wants to do it again.

But right now I have to concentrate on sucking Taylor’s cock. It isn’t easy, especially with her getting more and more into it now, pumping her hips forward as my head goes towards her, forcing the cock deeper into my throat with every pass. Saliva is pouring down my chin like a waterfall and wet, gurgling sounds escape from my mouth.

“There you go, there you go!” Taylor says, grabbing ahold of my hair and using it to control my head while she slams the dildo in and out of my mouth. “Choke on that fucking cock. Choke on it! Just like you make me choke on your cock, you choke on mine.”

She holds me in place until I gag a couple of times then releases my hair. My head snaps back and I gasp for breath. It’s rough and degrading but I can’t say that I don’t enjoy it. God help me, I’m having fun. And we’re just getting started.

Taylor gives me a few seconds to catch my breath then shoves her cock back into my mouth.

“You like that don’t you?” Taylor says as she pumps my mouth with her cock. “You like having my fat cock in your fucking mouth.”

My mouth is too full to answer so I just nod my head.

Taylor pulls her cock out of my mouth and smacks me in the face with it. “Answer me when I ask you a fucking question,” she says.

“I love sucking your cock,” I say. It’s still a little strange being on the other side of the coin but I’m starting to get used to it. Most of the embarrassment is gone. I have a feeling it won’t be long until it’s not bothering me at all.

“I don’t believe you,” Taylor says. “Say it again. Like you mean it this time.”

“I love your fat cock down my throat,” I say. “Please give it to me again.”

“That’s more like it.” Taylor forces my mouth open again and slips her cock back into my mouth. With her hands on the back of my head again, she pumps my face a few times, then tries to force me to deepthroat her.

She doesn’t get very far. I barely take half of the dildo into my mouth before I start to cough and gag and try to pull away. But Taylor doesn’t let me go anywhere. With her hands on the back of my head keeping me in place, she holds her cock in my throat for another five seconds before pulling it back out.

Coughing, I gasp for air. Spit is pouring out of my mouth and onto the floor.

“Not too bad,” Taylor says. “Not too bad at all considering it’s your first time deepthroating a cock.” She tilts her head and flashes me a little grin. “It is your first time, right?”

I nod. She laughs.

“You’re a good little bitch, aren’t you?” Taylor says. She is still grasping a handful of my hair and yanks on it so I’m forced to stare up at her. The dildo is just a few inches above my face, hanging right over it.

I nod.

Taylor gives me a dirty look.

I take the hint. “I’m a good little bitch,” I say.

“That’s better,” Taylor says. She slaps my face with her cock a couple more times before continuing. “Do you know where I’m going to put this?” she says. “Do you know what I’m going to fucking put it?”

“Yes,” I say.

“Where?” she asks.

 “You’re going to put it in my ass,” I say.

“That’s exactly right,” she says. “I’m going to bend you over and stick this fucking cock in that tight little asshole of yours. That’s what you want, right?”

I’m not so sure it’s what I want but it’s definitely what Taylor wants, so I say, “Yes. That’s what I want.”

“Say it,” Taylor tells me. “I want to hear the words come out of your mouth.”

“I want you to stick your fucking cock in my ass,” I say with just a hair of reluctance. Some things are just flat-out difficult to get out of your mouth, no matter what the situation.

“I’ll bet you do,” Taylor says. She’s smiling so widely her face looks like it’s going to split in two. She’s enjoying herself so much it should be against the law. Which means that I’m doing something right. “But first you have to do something for me,” she continues. Pointing at the floor, she says, “Get on the ground. On your back, your face towards the ceiling, your legs together, your hands at your side.”

I do as I’m told without hesitation. Now this is familiar ground. There’s been plenty of times where Taylor has been the dominant one, bossing me around and doing whatever she wants to me. It’s just when we get a strap-on involved that things are still a little strange.

After I’m in position, Taylor steps towards me, planting one foot on each side of my head. Then she squats down until her dripping wet pussy is hovering just above my mouth. The dildo is hanging out above my forehead, the tip of it just touching my hair.


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