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EROTIC & SINFUL FILTH 4

8 HARDCORE STORIES

Featuring stories from:

Brock Landers

Vicki Harper

Scotty Diggler

Tommy Sins

Tory Mynx

Dakota Rain

Tyler Mackey

JT Holland

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, femdom, and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

NAUGHTIER THAN SHE LOOKS BY BROCK LANDERS

BANGING A SEXY STRANGER BY VICKI HARPER

DESTROYING HER ASS BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

SHE CRAVES A HUGE COCK BY TOMMY SINS

KINKY LITTLE SPINNER BY TORY MYNX

SEEING WHAT HE’S GOT BY DAKOTA RAIN

GETTING KINKY WITH MY DEPRAVED GIRLFRIEND BY TYLER MACKEY

TEACHING HIS SEXY ROOMMATE SOME MANNERS BY JT HOLLAND


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NAUGHTIER THAN SHE LOOKS

BROCK LANDERS


It always makes me laugh when someone thinks they can tell the freakiness of a woman based solely on her looks. Don’t get me wrong, there are some women that advertise their sluttiness loud and clear, with tattoos everywhere and skimpy outfits. But there are plenty of other sluts out there too, hiding behind a cute face and a conservative outfit, just waiting to be found out.

In my experience, (which is pretty damn extensive, by the way) these “closet sluts” seem to end up being even freakier and more perverted than their more obvious counterparts. I’m not sure if it’s true or not, perhaps there is some level of expectations being exceeded that comes into play, but for some reason, when the cute little blonde with an innocent face and wide eyes wearing a virginal white dress turns out to be a slut, she ends up being more perverted than usual.

Take Cindy, for example.

She was browsing the fiction aisle at a bookstore when I saw her, taking her time, looking at crime novels. After picking up the book I came in for, I wandered over towards her, attracted, as I always was, by something about her. It wasn’t anything I could put my finger on, nothing conscious, but I’d always had a nose for sluts and had learned to trust me instincts. They rarely led me astray.

And they certainly didn’t in this case.

After a few innocent comments about what we liked to read and what we could recommend to each other, we started getting a little more personal. Before long we were discussing issues that were wholly inappropriate for the aisles of a bookstore in the middle of the afternoon.

After a good ten minutes of hanging out, Cindy asked me if I wanted to come over to her place for a cup of coffee. I, of course, accepted. So we paid for our books and I followed her home.

Once we were there she didn’t waste any time on particulars. Immediately after we entered her apartment, Cindy closed the door behind us, then slipped her dress off, right there in the living room. I wasn’t shocked to see that she didn’t have a bra on underneath, but I was a little surprised that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“They just get in the way,” she said when I asked her about it.

I laughed and shook my head. I’d known that underneath the innocent façade she was a slut, but I hadn’t realized how big of one. This was going to be even better than I’d thought.

Cindy had a pretty good body, nothing spectacular but certainly nothing to scoff at. Pale skin, small but perky tits, a pretty flat stomach, nice legs. Not exactly a sexy woman, but cute as a button, and from the looks of things absolutely no shame whatsoever, which was by far the most important thing as far as I was concerned.

“Do you like what you see?” Cindy asked, spinning her body around, giving me a good look at her cute little butt.

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

“Very much so,” Cindy said. “Although I’m not gonna lie. It’s bigger than I was expecting.”

I wasn’t surprised. It was something I heard a lot. While not ridiculously huge, my cock was a good 7 inches fully hard, and proportionally it looked even bigger due to my thin frame. “Do you think you can handle it?”

“Oh, I know I can handle it.”

“Prove it,” I said.

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

“You’re pretty good at that,” I said.

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

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

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

After a full minute of blowing me without pause, Cindy let my cock slide from her mouth. She gathered up the leftover saliva and spit it on my cock and then used her hands to work it in, jerking me off two-handed while she looked up at me.

“Before we go any further,” she said. “I have to warn you about something.”

“What’s that?” I asked, even though I knew what she was going to say. I was a slut magnet, after all. I’d had this conversation more than a few times.

“You’ve probably figured this out by now, but I like getting a little crazy in the sack,” she said. “I’m not one for just regular, boring old sex.”

“Yeah, I kind of figured that,” I said, trying not to smile.

“Is that okay with you?” she asked.

“Oh, I think I can deal with it,” I said, my smile breaking through.

“Yeah, I kind of got the feeling you would,” Cindy said, matching my grin, continuing to jerk me off all the while. “That’s why I brought you back here in the first place. You looked like you weren’t afraid to get a little freaky.”

“Not at all,” I said. “The way I figure it, there’s no reason not to. After all, you only live once. Might as well get the most out of life.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Cindy said. “So let’s have some fun.”

And with that, she spun me around so my back was to her and put her hands on my ass.

“Bend over,” she said.

After I did as I was told, Cindy spread my ass cheeks apart and started licking my asshole, going to town on it without any hesitation whatsoever.

“Holy shit,” I said under my breath.

Reaching around, she grabbed ahold of my cock and started jerking me off. With her other hand she enclosed my balls and massaged them, rolling them around in her hands, squeezing them together, pulling down on them. Then she stuck her rigid tongue inside my asshole and started bouncing her face back and forth against my ass, forcing her tongue deeper inside me with every thrust.

My eyes were closed and my hands were gripping the back of the couch tightly enough to leave marks in the cushions. It felt incredible having her tongue in my ass. Not only the physical tingling sensation that ran up my spine, but the sheer filthiness of what she was doing, not to mention the energy she poured into it. I’d had my asshole licked before, but never with such verve and vigor. It was obvious that Cindy truly enjoyed it.

After what seemed like an eternity, Cindy pulled away. But even as disappointment racked my body, she was already onto something else. She grabbed ahold of my cock and yanked it backwards, so it was facing the wrong way, sticking out behind me, right underneath my asshole. In this position the pressure was intensified; right on the edge of pleasure and pain. Which only served to turn me on even further, especially when Cindy proceeded to take the entirety of my cock in her mouth, all the way down to my balls. She held my cock in her throat for a couple of seconds, the pressure building the whole time, before finally slipping it out of her mouth with a cough and a gag.

She let go of my cock, allowing it to return to its natural position. Then she said gave me a slap on the ass and said, “Turn around. I want you to fuck my face.”

I spun to see Cindy on her knees, looking up at me with her eyes wide and her mouth open.

Gripping the back of her head with my hands, I proceeded to fuck Cindy’s face, my shaft sliding between her lips as I pumped her mouth, my hips moving faster and faster, my balls slapping up against her chin as I slammed my cock deeper and deeper inside her throat.

“Look at me,” I said, and she did, her eyes as wide as a puppy dog’s. This turned me on even further and I started pumping her even more aggressively.

Cindy grabbed her tits, squeezing them and groping them as I continued to fuck her face. She gave them a couple of hearty slaps, the sound echoing about the room, louder even than the gagging and gurgling coming from her mouth. Then her hands slid further down, between her legs, and she went to work on her pussy, rubbing her clit with one hand and fingering herself with the other while continuing to make eye contact with me the entire time.

“You’re such a little fuckslut,” I said, mostly to myself, but she somehow managed to nod her head without missing a beat. Laughing softly, marveling at her abilities, I decided to press things a little further, test her out even more.

I pumped her mouth a couple more times then slammed my cock deep into her throat, as far as it would go. Pressing on the back of her head, forcing her into me, I could feel her nose pushing against the bottom of my stomach as she effortlessly deepthroated me. I held her there for a full eight seconds before she pushed back against my hand.

I let her go and her head flew backwards, releasing my cock from her mouth. She took a couple of deep breaths, gathered up a bunch of saliva, spit on my cock and started jerking me off.

After she’d caught her breath, Cindy once again wrapped her bright red lips around the head of my cock while continuing to work my shaft with her hand.

A few seconds later she grabbed ahold of my ballsack and pulled it forward, smashing my balls up against my cock. Holding my sack in place about halfway down my shaft, she widened her mouth and started moving it forward, engulfing more and more of my cock as she went, until she came to my sack. She then opened her mouth even further and pushed forward some more, engulfing my cock and balls at the same time.

Cindy somehow managed to hold everything in her mouth for almost five seconds before letting it all go.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said after she’d recovered. “How the hell did you do that?”

“Lots and lots of practice,” she said, sporting an evil grin.

“Well consider me impressed,” I said

“Do you want me to do again?”

“No, no, no,” I said.

She gave me a strange look.

“Don’t get me wrong,” I said quickly. “I loved it. In fact, I loved everything you just did. But I need to take a little break. Get myself back under control, if you know what I mean.”

“Fair enough,” Cindy said.

“Besides, it’s time for me to return the favor.”

“I’m not gonna argue with that,” she said, smiling.

“I didn’t think you would,” I said as I pulled her to her feet, picked her up, slung her over my shoulder and carried her over to the couch. Once there, I tossed her atop it.

Standing over her, I flipped her over, putting her on her back. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide, then pushed back, folding her in half and opening up her pussy to me.

She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, her ankles up by her head, her leg muscles taut and gleaming. “Is this how you want me?” Cindy asked, taunting me with her high-pitched, mock-innocent little girl voice. “Folded up like a human pretzel? Lying here with my holes exposed, open and waiting for you to fill them?”

“You’re damn right,” I said. “The wider, the better.”

She ran her hands down and grabbed ahold of her inner thighs and spread them further, opening herself up even more to me. “Like this?”

“That’s perfect,” I said, dropping to me knees. “Absolutely perfect.”

Smiling, I buried my face in her pussy and went to work, licking her shaved, pretty little pussy a couple times before sliding my tongue deep inside her.

“Holy fuck that feels incredible,” Cindy said breathlessly. She reached down and grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head towards her, smashing my face against her flesh. “That’s a good boy. Get that tongue in there. I want to feel it in my stomach.”

She held me there, smothering me with her inner flesh, forcing me to find precious air wherever I could—usually from somewhere inside of her—for a good fifteen seconds before finally releasing me.

As I gasped for breath, she just laughed and said, “Oh, poor little baby. Was that too much for you to handle?”

“Not even close,” I said, flashing her a brief smile.

“That’s good to hear,” Cindy replied. “Because that was just the beginning.”

She released her legs and leaned forward then climbed off the couch, pushing me down to the floor as she rose. I was on my back, my spine against the carpet with my face looking straight up towards the ceiling.

A moment later my view was blocked by her body, which was standing above me, one foot on either side of my head, straddling me, her dripping wet pussy staring down at me.

I shifted my head slightly, looking up the length of her body, past her tits to her cute little face. Upon it I saw a wicked smile and eyes that shone with a combination of excitement and malevolence.

And then she was squatting down, her legs bending further and further and her pussy getting closer and closer to my face until she was sitting upon it, her wet pussy gaping wide as it attached itself to my mouth like it had a mind of it’s own.

Cindy dropped her full weight on my face, smothering me with her pussy. She just sat there for a few seconds, unmoving, her flesh completely engulfing my nose and mouth.

“Do you like that?” she asked, still talking innocently. “Do you like me sitting on your face, cutting off all your air?”

I nodded as best I could. Looking up the length of her body I could see her face staring down at me, grinning widely.

“Good,” she said. “Because I like it too. I might just sit here the rest of the night.” Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and lifted my head, smashing my face even further against her pussy and making it so I could no longer see her face.

“Stick that tongue out,” she said, her tone sounding less and less innocent with every word. “I want to feel it inside of me.”

So I did, forcing it as far as I could into her pussy, tasting her sweet, tangy insides.

“That’s right,” she said, starting to slowly move forward and back, riding my tongue. “Keep your tongue right there while I fuck it with my pussy.”

Cindy released my hair, allowing my head to drop back down the floor and providing some support for my neck. And I needed it too, as her bucking grew progressively more intense.

She moved forward and back, faster and faster, my rigid tongue running up and down the length of her pussy with every pump.

“Holy fuck yes,” Cindy said, her groans growing louder. She grabbed ahold of my hands and leaned forward, stretching my arms out above my head. She pinned my wrists against the floor, incapacitating my arms and giving herself total control, then started riding me even harder, grinding atop me, her body moving faster than ever and her groans reaching a fevered pitch.

Cindy let out a guttural growl and then drenched my face with her pussy juices as she squirted all over me in a rollicking, extended orgasm. She continued grinding away as she came, forcing my tongue deeper inside her, cutting off all my air for a few seconds while she finished herself off.

Once she was done, she climbed off my face, scooting her body down mine until she was sitting astride my waist, her butt pushing back against my hard cock. Bending forward, she stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick her pussy juices off my face. After she’d finished cleaning me up, she stuck her tongue in my mouth and we explored each others tonsils for a while.

“Thanks for that,” she said after breaking off the kiss.

“It was my pleasure,” I said, flashing her a smile.

“I don’t know about that,” she said. “But it was certainly fun.”

“I love that sort of thing.”

“Really?” she said. “You don’t just tolerate it?”

“Hell no,” I said. “It turns me on like crazy. Can’t you tell?”

She backed her ass up against my hard cock, tilting it backwards a bit. “You certainly feel like you liked it. Most guys will do it, but only reluctantly.”

“Not me. I totally dig it.”

“That’s good to hear,” Cindy said. “Because I love it too.”

“Feel free to sit on my face whenever you want,” I said.

“You really mean that?”

“Absolutely.”

“Because I’ll take you up on it,” she said.

“I hope you will.”

“Oh I totally will,” Cindy said as she reached back and grabbed my cock. “But right now I have something else in mind.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, playing dumb. “And what’s that?”

“I want to put that big hard cock of yours into my pussy and ride you until the sun comes up.”

“I don’t know if I can last that long,” I said, stifling a smile. “But I’m certainly willing to try.”

Grinning back at me, Cindy smacked my cock against her asscheek a couple of times then slid it into her dripping wet pussy. She took a moment to fling her hair to the side, getting it out of her face, then started moving against me, staring directly down at me the whole time.

She started off slowly, taking my cock balls deep inside her pussy in long, steady strokes. After half a minute, she picked up the tempo, shifting her arms so her hands were pressing down on my chest, giving her more leverage, then hammering her body down onto mine, impaling herself on my cock.

Cindy was bucking like a madwoman, using her arms to lift her body completely off mine before pounding down onto my cock. Her hair was flying everywhere, her tits bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm and her mouth releasing deep groans at the bottom of every thrust.

I couldn’t stand being a non-active participant any longer, so I ran my hands up her stomach and cupped her breasts, pushing up on them while she continued riding me.

On a whim, I gave one of her tits a light smack.

Cindy yelped then nodded her head.

“You like that?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer based on her reaction.

She nodded again, more vehemently this time. So I smacked her other tit, a little bit harder.

Cindy’s breathing rate increased significantly and she started bouncing even harder on my cock, bottoming out on me with all her weight, driving my cock deep inside her pussy.

I gave her tits a couple more light slaps, then cupped them again, squeezing them tight this time while I pressed them upwards.

Cindy rose up until she was sitting straight up, then tilted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back, changing up the angle of penetration but continuing to hammer her body down onto mine.

I slid my hands down her body and reached around to grab her ass, one hand on each cheek, then spread them wide and started lifting my hips up to meet her as she came down with every thrust. This allowed even me to penetrate her pussy even deeper than before, to the point that it felt like she was engulfing my entire member. The sensation was almost too much for me to handle, forcing me to switch things up, and quickly, lest I came too quickly.

Grabbing Cindy around the waist, I shifted my weight and climbed to my feet, keeping my cock inside her the entire time. She uttered a surprised little giggle but wasted no time wrapping her legs around my waist and started to grind on my cock while I held onto her tightly.

I pressed my lips against hers and we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues while continuing to fuck standing up. But Cindy was getting so crazy on my cock that I was starting to lose my balance. So I angled my body until I was facing the couch and then fell forward, dropping her back to the cushions as I fell atop her, letting gravity drive my cock so far inside her that it felt like it was going to come out the other side.

Cindy let out a scream that was part delight and part discomfort, but recovered without missing a beat, bucking her body forward and back from beneath me. Her energy hadn’t waned one bit, which on one hand was great, but on the other, not so great. The whole point of switching things up was to give myself a chance to recover before she took me over the edge. And for that to happen, I needed to have more control over the situation.

With that in mind, I grabbed her legs, one hand under each of her knees, and pushed her legs back, folding her in half and taking away her leverage. Now it was my turn to take control, to move forward at a pace that would keep me from coming too soon.

Shifting my hands up her legs until I was gripping Cindy’s ankles, I held her legs in place, folded back, her feet up next to her head. Leaning forward, I put my knees against the couch cushion just outside her ass and proceeded to pump her pussy with my cock.

I fucked Cindy at my own pace, constantly varying the depth and speed to keep her on her toes and also to avoid getting into a constant rhythm, which allowed me to stay short of my impending orgasm.

But the slow pace was bugging Cindy. She wanted hard and fast, and she let me know it.

“Come on,” she said. “Give it to me like you mean it. Like I need it. Pound that fucking pussy with your cock.”

Despite my misgivings, I found myself doing exactly what she’d asked, increasing the speed and intensity until I was hammering away at her pussy while she moaned and groaned and cursed under her breath in pure pleasure.

“Is this what you want?” I asked, staring down at her pretty face, our eyes locked together while I slammed my cock into her hard enough to make her entire body quiver. “Is this how you like it?”

Her eyes wide and her breath ragged, Cindy nodded.

“Tell me how much you like it,” I said. “I want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”

“I love it,” she said between gasping breaths. “I fucking love it when you pound my pussy.”

“More,” I said. “Keep talking.”

“I want you to give me everything you have,” she said. “I want you to break me in fucking half!”

The need in her voice combined with the physical sensation of hammering away at Cindy quite nearly took me over the edge. I had to switch things up again, and quickly, before it was too late. 

After slamming my cock balls deep into Cindy and holding it there for a few seconds while she squirmed beneath me, I knew I only had a couple seconds before I was going to shoot my load. And I didn’t want that. Not yet. So I stood up, letting my cock slip out of her pussy.

Cindy laughed.

“Oh you think that’s funny, do you?” I asked, smiling back at her.

“I think it’s hilarious,” she said.

“You like pushing men to the edge, doesn’t it?”

“You’re damn right I do,” she said. “It’s fun to watch to you squirm as you try not to cum.”

“And of course, you don’t have that problem,” I said. “Because you can cum as many times as you want without being finished.”

“Exactly,” Cindy said, her grin wide and genuine.

I laughed under my breath and shook my head. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

She raised her eyebrows and nodded her head. Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing. I figured it was time to make her squirm a bit, to let her know what it felt like to be the one at the mercy of someone else.

 Without another word, I climbed onto the couch until my feet were on the cushions, one on either side of Cindy’s body, my cock right in front of her face as I towered over her.

Using my body to keep her legs folded over and trapped against her side, I squatted down and slid my cock into Cindy’s mouth. Staring down at her, I fucked her face, giving her my entire cock, balls deep, pumping her five times before holding it in place, deep in her throat, while she remained helpless beneath me, her arms and legs trapped by my positioning atop her.

“How does that feel?” I asked mockingly. “How does it feel to be helpless beneath me while I ravage you with my cock?”

Cindy answered my question with a cough and a gag but I didn’t let up. “Take it,” I said. “Choke on my fucking cock.” I reached down and pinched her nose shut, effectively cutting off all her air.

Still trapped helplessly beneath me and with no recourse whatsoever, Cindy’s face started turning red. Her eyes were wide and filled with distress and she started to shake her head back and forth as much as her position would allow, doing everything she could to get away.

“It’s not so funny, now, is it?” I said, staring down at her while she continued to hack and cough. It wasn’t until her eyelids started to flutter that I pulled my cock out and climbed down off the couch.

Cindy gasped aloud and coughed, trying desperately to catch her breath but remained smiling the whole time. And her eyes were more excited than ever.

“You actually liked that, didn’t you,” I said as I stood over her, looking down at her sexy little body and laughing in amazement under my breath.

Cindy nodded vehemently. “I fucking loved it,” she said after she’d caught her breath.

“You truly are a dirty little fuckslut, aren’t you?”

Smiling widely, she nodded again.

“Then let’s give you what you want,” I said, picking her up and flipping her over, putting her in the doggy position, her knees on the couch and her arms draped over the back of the couch. Her little ass was facing me, tempting me, her pussy at the perfect height for me to stick my cock into it while standing on the floor.

I pushed her legs together until her thighs were touching, then stepped forward and sidled up to her, my cock lying on top of her pale little ass.

“Are you ready to get fucked?” I said.

She turned to look back at me and nodded her head. “Give it to me,” she said. “Give me that huge cock of yours.”

So I did, grabbing ahold of my cock and smacking it against her ass a couple of times before sliding it into her pussy.

With my hands gripping her hips for balance, I slammed my cock in and out of Cindy’s pussy, giving it to her hard and fast right from the beginning. She was into it too, bucking her ass back opposite my pumps so our bodies were coming towards each other before hammering together with a wet slap.

We were in perfect rhythm, working together for maximum penetration as if we’d been fuck buddies for years instead of this being our first time together. I’d rarely experienced immediate chemistry like this before. We were perfectly compatible in bed, completely in synch with each other.

I was so confident that we were on the same wavelength that I pulled my hand back and slapped her on the ass without any warning. The room echoed with the sound of flesh upon flesh.

Cindy let out and excited little yelp and started breathing a little more quickly.

“You liked that, did you?” I asked, even though I knew the answer before I had even smacked her. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want to hear her say it.

“I fucking loved it,” she said. “Do it again,” she added, her voice full of desperation.

So I did, smacking her in the ass once again while continuing to pound away at her from behind.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” she said as I spanked her repeatedly, fucking her all the while. “Slap my ass harder. I’ve been a bad girl and I need to get punished.”

I slapped the same ass cheek until it was bright red, then moved on to the other one, giving it the same treatment. Once they were both the same color I switched things up. I stopped smacking her ass and grabbed a hold of her hair and gave it a strong tug, forcing her to arch her back and lift her chin towards the ceiling to alleviate the pressure.

“Fuck yeah!” she said, practically screaming the words. “Pull my fucking hair! Jus like that. Just like that!” Seeing her so excited amped up my energy level even higher, allowing me to hammer away more aggressively at her.

My body slammed into hers, causing her ass to ripple and her body to shimmy every time our flesh made contact. Her groans had turned into high-pitched wordless screams of joy.

It wasn’t long before her entire body froze up for a moment, then released in a enormous wave of movement, causing her to shimmy and shake uncontrollably as an orgasm passed through her.

Once she’d settled down, I releases my hold on her hair and let her relax for a moment. Keeping my cock inside her pussy but no longer moving against her, I leaned forward, resting my chin atop her shoulder so I could whisper into her ear.

“You truly are a dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

“The dirtiest,” she said, turning her head to look back at me. “I want you to ravage me. Do whatever you want. I’m your little fuck toy.”

“Whatever I want, huh?”

“Anything,” she said. “Anything at all.”

“Okay,” I said. “But I don’t want to hear any complaints later.”

“Never,” Cindy replied.

So with this in mind, I leaned back to regain my balance and started again moving my cock in and out of her pussy, starting slow but quickly gaining speed until I was once again pummeling her.

“Just like that,” she said, groaning the words between deep, desperate breaths. “Fuck yeah, just like that.”

Still fucking Cindy doggy-style, filling up her pussy with my cock, I stuck my thumb in my mouth to get it lubed up a bit, then slid it into her asshole without any warning.

Cindy let out a surprised little yelp and started to rise up but I held her down, pressing her face to the cushions.

“Take it,” I said, holding her head in place with my forearm. “Just lie there and take it.”

I forced my thump deeper inside her asshole, causing her to squirm and groan louder. “I said take it,” I growled, fucking her pussy with even more aggression. “Take it like the good little slut you are.”

And she did, biting down on her bottom lip to avoid making noise as I forced my thumb deeper into her asshole, working it around in circles inside her as I continued fucking her from behind, hammering away relentlessly, our bodies slamming together, filling the room with the sounds and smells of sex.

In a perfect world, I would have pulled my thumb out of her ass and replaced it with my cock, but unfortunately I was too far along to even consider it. I was mere seconds away from cumming already. Fucking her asshole would just have to wait until the next time we hooked up.

I yanked my thumb out of her asshole and grabbed ahold of her hips with both hands to control her body for the final few pumps before I came. Pulling her back towards me, I ravaged her pussy more aggressively than I had all night, hammering away at her with everything I had while she screamed and groaned and bucked, her hair flying everywhere, her shoulder blades showing, her skin glistening with sweat.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said, giving her fair warning. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

The words had barely left my mouth when Cindy shifted her body to the side, letting my cock slip out of her pussy. Then she flipped over on the couch so she was sitting on it proper, her head right in front of my hard cock.

Without so much as a word, she took the tip of my cock in her mouth and started to suck while simultaneously jerking me off with her right hand and squeezing my balls with her left. She was going to town on my cock, jerking me off as aggressively as I jerked myself off, which was something no other girl had ever done before. Most girls acted like they were afraid of breaking something, of injuring me. But not Cindy. She clearly understood how much a body could take. 

And she just as clearly enjoyed what she was doing right now. Her eyes were wide with joy and turned up towards mine, holding my gaze, looking directly at me as she finished me off.

“Come on baby,” Cindy said, popping her mouth off my cock for just a moment. “Give me that fucking cum. I want it all over my face. Paint my pretty little face with your cum.”

I let out a low groan and bit down on my bottom lip. I was trying to hold out for as long as possible, trying to make the moment last forever, but it was impossible. Cindy wasn’t letting up at all.

So I finally gave up to the inevitable. Cursing under my breath, I tensed up for a moment, then allowed my body to release. My balls tightened, launching a thick stream of white cum all over her face. Then another one. And another. And another.

Cindy opened parted her lips to take the final couple spurts inside her mouth. They were smaller than the others, but still packed a punch, leaving a little reservoir of cum in her mouth.

Still holding my cock, looking up at me with her eyes wide with joy, she tilted her head back and swallowed, gulping my cum down like it was a shot of tequila. Once it had disappeared, she took the tip of my cock in her mouth and milked it dry while staring up at me with her cum-covered face the whole time.

Eventually she released my cock and stood up, then headed into the bathroom. I got dressed while she cleaned herself up. A few minutes later she came out in a pair of panties and a t-shirt.

“Do you still want that cup of coffee?” she asked, heading towards the kitchen.

“Sure,” I said with a chuckle.

“Good,” Cindy said. “Then I’ll make it while we figure out when we’re going to get together again. If that’s okay with you.”

“That sounds great,” I said.

“I think so too,” Cindy said. “And hopefully next time we’ll get even freakier, you know, since we got the awkwardness out of the way today.”

“I can’t wait,” I said, thinking that if today was considered awkward, how insane would things get when we got comfortable with each other? I couldn’t wait to find out.

 

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BANGING A SEXY STRANGER

VICKI HARPER


To be perfectly honest, I’m still not exactly sure how I ended up in the living room of a gorgeous woman with my cock pushing hard against my pants and my excitement level threatening to go through the roof.

Not long before, I’d been drinking with some friends at a bar when Mandy had approached us, injecting herself into our conversation as though we were all longtime friends, even though none of us had ever seen her before.

She was tall and lanky, with huge tits and an incredible face. She was dressed in a gray tank top that left her midriff exposed and barely covered her black bra, plus jean shorts that showed off her long and lean but powerful-looking legs. Even though we were inside the bar, she was wearing sunglasses, which (obviously) hid her eyes, but for some reason it just made her seem like she was far too cool for such a shithole of a bar, which was probably true.

Four beers and thirty minutes later, pretty much with no real warning at all, she grabbed my hand and led me out of the building.

“Where are we going?” I asked as we quickly made our way down the sidewalk.

“To my place,” Mandy said. “It’s just two blocks away.”

I certainly wasn’t going to argue with her or ask for any more clarification; there was no reason to take a chance on fucking up a good thing. So I just kept my mouth shut and let her lead the way.

No more than ten minutes after leaving the bar, I was sitting on Mandy’s couch, waiting for her to, as she had put it, “slip into something more comfortable.”

Shortly after, she came walking down the stairs wearing a lacy pink top that showed off her incredibly massive tits, a matching g-string, fishnet leggings and four-inch fuck-me pumps. She had put on some more makeup, including lots of black eyeliner, and the new look had transformed her into a total and complete slut; which was exactly how I liked my women.

As I sat on the couch with my excitement (not to mention my cock) growing larger with every passing second, she approached me, stopping a few feet away, towering over me.

“Do you like what you see?” Mandy asked.

“I fucking love it,” I replied.

“That’s good to hear,” she said. “Now sit back and relax while I put on a little show for you.”

Over the course of the next few minutes, Mandy danced and stripped to her own internal music, taking off all her clothes except her fishnets, and playing with her pussy along the way, banging herself with her fingers, getting all warmed up.

Once she was ready to go, she crawled over towards me. By now my cock was pressing hard against the inside of my pants, trying to break out.

“Looks like you’re ready to go,” she said, dropping her head on my leg and staring at my bulge.

“More than ready,” I replied.

Smiling, she pulled my pants off, freeing up my cock. It was sticking straight up, hard as a rock.

“Pretty impressive,” she said.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Do you mind?” she asked, glancing down at my cock with slightly raised eyebrows.

“Be my guest,” I said, smiling.

She started going to town, sucking my cock like a pro, running her tongue up and down it and taking the tip of it in her mouth while she worked the shaft with her hand and then taking it progressively further and further down into her mouth.

After a full minute of blowing me while seated, I decided I wanted a little more control of the situation, so I climbed to my feet, keeping my cock in her mouth the whole time.

Once standing, I put my hands on her head and held it in place while I fucked her face with my cock, slamming it in and out of her mouth while she gagged and coughed and drooled saliva everywhere.

After forcing my cock all the way down her throat and holding it there for a few seconds, I relaxed my hold on her head. She stayed in place, deepthroating me like a champ, for another five seconds before pulling away.

Smiling, she gasped for breath and looked up at me with excited eyes and mascara dripping down her face.

“Talk about impressive,” I said, grinning down at Mandy. “That was incredible.”

“Thanks, baby,” she said. “I aim to please.”

“Well, you’re certainly doing that,” I said, helping her to her feet. “Now it’s my time to reciprocate.”

“If you insist,” she said as I laid her on the couch.

It was an L-shaped couch and Mandy was on the connecting section, giving up lots of room to work. She was on her back, with her legs spread wide and her ass and pussy hanging just off the edge.

I didn’t waste any time, dropping to my knees and scooting up towards her and burying my face in her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” she moaned as I went to town on her snatch, licking and tonguing it and getting it all wet and sloppy.

A short time later I got my fingers involved too, sliding two of them inside her pussy while I rubbed my tongue against on her clit.

Mandy was moaning and groaning in pleasure beneath me as I worked her pussy with my mouth and fingers. She’d grabbed ahold of her heels, holding her legs up by her head and opening herself up to me even more.

Once I’d gotten her pussy nice and warmed up enough, I climbed to my feet and slipped my still rock-hard cock into her pussy.

We both let out simultaneous sighs of pleasure as I entered her.

“Your cock feels so good inside of me,” Mandy said as I moved slowly against her. “Give it to me, baby. Give me that huge cock of yours.”

And so I did, gradually picking up the pace until I was hammering her good in long, fast strokes. I grabbed one of her massive tits with one hand and squeezed while my other stayed on the couch for balance.

“Holy shit, just like that,” she screamed. “Just like that! Right there, right fucking there!”

My cock slammed into her, bottoming out with every thrust. Our bodies smacked together, filling the room with the sounds of sex.

“Keep fucking me,” Mandy said, her voice pleading and directed at the same time. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

And cum she did, big time, squirting juices out of her pussy so forcefully that my cock slid out of her pussy.

I immediately dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pussy once more, lapping up the leftover juices as best as I could.

“You like that shit, do you?” Mandy said. “You like it when a woman squirts?”

“I love it,” I replied.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said.

Instead of answering back, I went to work on her asshole with my tongue. It wasn’t planned or anything, I was simply so turned on by her squirting that it just happened.

“Oooohhh, getting a little nasty there, are you?”

“Just a bit,” I said, pulling my tongue off her asshole for a moment.

“Is that how you like it?” Mandy said. “Are you an ass man?”

I nodded. “Is that okay with you?”

“Okay? Hell, I prefer it in the ass. Asses are my favorite thing in the world.”

“That’s good to know,” I said, replacing my tongue in her asshole with my fingers, just two of them, to start.

As Mandy moaned and groaned and thoroughly enjoyed herself, I worked her asshole with my fingers, sliding them in and out in an ever-increasing pace while I buried my face between her legs.

Her pussy was soaking wet and wide open, allowing my tongue access to places deep inside her. And the more I worked her pussy the wider her asshole became. I slipped a third finger inside it, and a short time after that, a fourth.

With four of my fingers in her asshole and my tongue in her snatch, it wasn’t long before Mandy came again, letting out a scream, followed by another stream of juices shooting out of her pussy and drenching my face.

Once she was finished, she grabbed ahold of my hair and yanked my head up towards her face. With my fingers still deep inside her asshole, she licked my face clean of her juices then slipped her tongue into my mouth and explored around.

“Enough screwing around,” she said after breaking off the kiss. Our faces were no more than a centimeter apart, our eyes locked together. “I need your hard cock in my asshole. Right now.”

“If you insist,” I said, smiling.

“Oh, I do, I do,” Mandy said with a laugh as she threw her legs back and wrapped her ankles around the back of her neck, folding her body in half and opening herself up to me.

With her hands free once again, she grabbed my arm and gave it a yank, freeing my fingers from her asshole. Then she pulled them towards her face.

“I love the taste of my own asshole,” she said, slipping my index finger into her mouth and sucking on it. Once it was clean, she popped it out. “Especially when I’m getting fucked in it at the same time,” she added before sliding my other three fingers into her mouth and going to work on them.

Getting the hint, I used my free hand to grab ahold of my harder-than-ever cock and slid the tip of it into her wide, gaping asshole. It went in easily, without much resistance at all. But despite the ease of entry, it was still a snug fit, as her anus squeezed against the entirety of my cock equally, even as I pumped it in and out of her.

Mandy’s groans were muffled by my fingers, which were still planted firmly in her mouth, but they were still louder than before. Apparently she wasn’t kidding when she’d said she loved getting fucked in the ass.

As I increased the pace of my cock moving in and out of her asshole, Mandy yanked my fingers from her mouth and guided my hand down towards one of her big, gorgeous tits and placed my hand on it.

I gave her tit a squeeze and she let out a little yelp that was full of pleasure.

“That’s right,” she said. “Squeeze my fucking tits while you hammer my asshole with your cock.”

Not one to turn down a request from a woman, I moved my other hand to her free tit and squeezed both of them at the same time.

“Harder,” Mandy said, her breath ragged. “Give me all you got.”

I wasn’t sure if she was talking about the squeezing or the fucking, so I decided to give her both, hammering my cock in and out of her asshole while gripping my hands as tightly as I could around her massive tits.

“Is this what you want?” I asked between heavy breaths. “Is this how you liked getting fucked? Nice and hard?”

Mandy bit down on her bottom lip and nodded her head vigorously. Her breaths were more shallow and quicker than before, and her mouth was opened slightly and little mewling noises were coming from her throat. She appeared to be in the throes of ecstasy.

Thirty seconds later she came again, using one of her hands to rub at her clit while the orgasm rode over her, sending even more of her pussy juices squirting out of her snatch and getting everywhere.

I had been steadily rising towards orgasm for a while, and her asshole squeezing my cock even tighter as she came very nearly put me over the edge.

Mandy must have recognized the look on my face, as she gave me a wry little smile and said, “You’re just about to cum, aren’t you?”

I nodded my head reluctantly. For as much as I would have liked to continue fucking her ass, I knew I’d reached the point of no return. I had maybe half a minute left and that was it.

“Then bring your cock up here,” she said. “I want to clean your cock of my ass juices before you cum on my face.”

With Mandy’s dirty talking turning me on even more, I quickly yanked my cock from her asshole and scrambled up the couch, straddling her body while I climbed to my feet on the couch.

Tightly gripping the back of the couch for support, I guided my cock into Mandy’s open mouth and began to pump my hips forward and back, slamming my cock into her mouth while she groaned and gagged and choked beneath me.

I was somehow still able to hold off cumming for the time being, and thought I might even be able to continue doing so for a little while, but that thought was quickly squashed as Mandy ran one of her hands between my legs.

Bypassing my sack, which I figured was her destination, she kept going until one of her fingers was between my ass cheeks, and then was rubbing my asshole.

I cursed under my breath and let out a low, animalistic groan, but was still able to keep myself from cumming, at least until the tip of her finger entered my asshole.

Once that happened, it was all over.

A deep, gasping breath, followed by a series of curses and then my entire body was shivering from head toe as the biggest orgasm I’d ever experienced racked my body.

Mandy popped my cock out of her mouth as I started to cum but continued jerking me off, taking blast after blast of my seed onto her face, until it was covered in white. Her finger remained in my asshole until I was finished, after which she gently pulled it out then stuck it into her mouth.

Watching her suck my ass juices off her finger with a face full of cum was a treat, it was so dirty and nasty and filthy and awesome that I just shook my head and laughed under my breath.

“I take it you liked that?” she said after popping her finger out of her mouth.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I muttered, still smiling, as I flopped down onto the couch next to her.

“Was it everything you were hoping it would be?” she asked, turning to look at me. She was smiling as though she had enjoyed herself.

“That and more,” I said.

“That’s good to her,” Mandy said. “I always like it when people leave satisfied.”

“Well I certainly am,” I said. “And what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Were you satisfied?” I asked.

“Absolutely,” she said.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” Mandy said. “Why?”

“I just feel bad that I didn’t last longer,” I said.

“Don’t worry about how long you lasted,” she said. “You made me cum three times, which is more than I was expecting.”

“Really?”

“Hell yes,” she said. And while I didn’t necessarily believe her, she was a good enough actress that I came away not feeling too guilty.

“Well okay then,” I said.

“And besides, now you have something to shoot for next time we get together.”

Now that made me happy. An invitation back was more than I could have hoped for.

“Unless, of course, you don’t want to see me again,” Mandy said, looking at me with a fake pout.

“I’ll have to think about it,” I said, playing along. But I couldn’t fake it for more than a few seconds and I broke out in a wide smile. “Nah, just kidding,” I said. “I’d love to get together again. Sooner rather than later.”

“Then it’s a date,” Mandy said. “And next time we can actually get a little freaky instead of playing it safe.”

“Sounds good,” I said, thinking all the while: If what we just did was safe, what the hell was freaky going to look like?

I had no idea. But I knew one thing: I couldn’t wait to find out.

 

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DESTROYING HER ASS

 SCOTTY DIGGLER


Sometimes you feel like a nut and sometimes you don’t. That’s the essence of life, right? Sometimes you want one thing and sometimes another. Whether it’s food or alcohol or music or television, you’re always in the mood for different things, right? Why should sex be any different? I mean, seriously, think about how many poor souls out there have the same exact sex they’ve been having for years? More than want to admit it, no doubt. And why? Because they’re afraid their partner is going to get pissed if they ask them to try something different? Or they’re afraid of what it will lead to if their partner isn’t on board? Or the embarrassment their partner might make them feel the next morning if things don’t turn out the way they’d hoped?

Most couples have enough problems communicating on regular, everyday, out-in-the-open things. How the hell do they expect to communicate when it comes to sex? And if one is a prude, or has low self-esteem in the bedroom, or is just plain too busy to have enough energy for sex? What then? Ho-hum, another couple minutes of missionary position and then let’s go to sleep, that’s what.

But not me. No way, no how. I get what I want, when I want it, and how I want it. How, you may ask? Well, I pay for it, that’s how. And before you go yelling at me about the ethics of paying for sex, first of all, I ask, why the fuck do you care about how I live my life? And second, I’ll tell you that everyone pays for sex in one way or another. Whether it be by paying for dinner or the movies or rent or even in just emotional currency, the fact is, everyone pays. That I pay cash by the hour is really no different than how everyone pays for it. But you know what is different? I get my money’s worth. Every time.

And if I feel like something specific that day—say, a tall leggy blonde who enjoys sucking cock—all I have to do is tell the person on the other end of the line what I’m looking for. And I get it. Just like that. Pretty cool if you ask me. No awkward pauses, no looking for a way to broach difficult subjects, no opening yourself up to embarrassment from the person you’re asking to try something different. I honestly don’t understand why more people don’t go this route. You get a hot chick, exactly how you want her to look, and you get to do exactly what you want to do to her in the manner in which you choose. What more could you possibly ask for?

Take anal sex, for example. Can you imagine asking someone you’ve been in a relationship with for ten years and haven’t ever gotten anything more risky than a blowjob from if you can stick your cock in their ass? Good luck with that. If you’re lucky they’ll just laugh or you and think you’re joking. Or maybe just look at you as if you’re crazy. And if you’re unlucky they’ll never look at you the same way again, or worse yet, kick you out of the house. It just isn’t worth the risk. Not by a long shot.

But me, if I feel like giving anal sex a try, all I have to do is make a phone call and ask to have a girl sent to me that loves taking it in the ass. No fuss, no hassle, no problem. Nothing beats it, I tell you. Well, I have been telling you, but nobody listens. Oh well, one day you’ll see the light. Until then, I’ll continue to regale you with tales of my own escapades. At least you can live vicariously through me instead of just groping around in the dark (although a few of you are probably doing that while living vicariously through me.) So without further ado, I give to a tale of anal sex, involving me and a hot, skinny, crazy girl who just loves it in the ass.

For those of you who were expecting something different, a relationship of some kind, or professions of love, or snuggling or cuddling or whatever, consider yourself warned. There’s none of that in here. Just hot, nasty (and in this case, anal) sex. For those of you haters who complain that the scenes are too short or there’s not enough plot or characterization, what can I say? The stories are what they are. Tales of sex with various escorts I’ve had the pleasure of hooking up with over the years. I’ve never claimed that these stories are anything other than what they are. If they’re not for you, I’m sorry. If they are, you’re welcome. I hope you enjoy reading them as much I enjoyed experiencing them. Here we go.


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