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JT Holland

Copyright 2019 by JT Holland

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

















I have a long list of locals that I can make a call to when I feel like getting fucked (which is pretty much every night) but when I go on the road, it’s another story. When away from home, I usually end up scouring the local hangouts and picking up a stranger to bring back to my room. There are certain cities, however, where I have a regular stashed away. Like Scottsdale, for example. But my regular there isn’t another man. It’s a woman.

Vanessa is the yin to my yang, a stacked, sexy little blonde with great tits and a big ass that is the exact opposite of my thin, lithe, athletic frame and dark hair. She’s not like me in bed either; she’s far more submissive and not nearly as vocal. She’s content to let me take charge of things in the bedroom, and while she’s open to every kind of a sex act imaginable, she rarely initiates anything during sex, with me or the men we’re with. 

I met Vanessa a couple years back. I was at a bar towards the end of the night, drinking by myself, scoping out men, but it was pretty empty and there was nobody worth fucking. Vanessa was tending the bar, and it wasn’t long before we were chatting each other up just to pass the time. One thing led to another, and after she finished her shift, she came over to my hotel room and we spend a wonderful night together, screwing around until the sun came up.

But as much as we liked fucking other women, both of us preferred cock. So the next couple nights we spent out and about, finding men and bringing them back to my room to double-team. Needless to say, it was a great trip. And now, every time I find myself in Scottsdale, I give Vanessa a ring. Like tonight.




Vanessa is waiting in the lobby of my hotel when I arrive. And not only that, but she’s got a surprise for me.

“See that guy sitting at the bar over there?” she asks, pointing towards a tall, dark-haired man in his late 20’s drinking a beer.

“You want to pick him up?” I ask.

“No need to,” Vanessa says. “I already have. His name is Dan.”

“You told him about both of us?”

“Of course,” she says. “He knows the drill.”

Laughing, I say, “Damn, girl. You don’t waste any time, do you?”

She flashes me a sly little smile and grabs my hand and leads me over towards him.

The closer I get the better he looks, with a narrow but muscular frame and a sharply-lined face. He’s dressed impeccably, in an expensive suit and he’s extremely well-groomed.

“I have to admit, I’m impressed,” I say to Vanessa. “This isn’t like you, taking control of the situation.”

“I just figured you’d be tired after your flight,” she says. “But don’t worry, once we get up to your room, I’ll let you take control.”

“Are you sure?” I ask. “You’re free to run things if you want.”

“No thanks,” she says. “I love our dynamic. With you in charge, things get freaky real quick. Oh, and speaking of freaky, Dan over there is into some freaky stuff himself.”

“Is that right?” I ask. “Like what?’

“Well, he claims he’s an ass man,” Vanessa says, whispering now because we’re less than ten feet away from him.

“Really?” I say, getting excited. I love getting fucked in the ass. “He’s into anal?”

“All the way,” she says.

“Getting as well as giving?”

“So he says,” Vanessa replies. “Within reason, of course.”

“Sounds like you hit a home run,” I say as we come up to Dan from behind.

Vanessa taps him on the shoulder. He spins and sees us. His smile grows wider as he takes us both in.

“Dan,” Vanessa says. “This is my friend. The one I was telling you about.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Dan says, standing up.

“Likewise,” I say, holding out my hand. Dan takes it and turns it over and kisses the top of it.

“Oooh,” I say. “We have a gentlemen in our midst.”

“Only outside of the bedroom,” he says, giving me a wink. “Inside of it I’m not quite as nice.”

“Fair enough,” I say. So far, I like him. A lot.

“Can I buy you two a couple drinks?” Dan says.

“We don’t have time,” I reply. “We have to get up to the room quickly.”

“Oh yeah?” he says, looking skeptical. “And why is that?”

Leaning in towards Dan, I whisper in his ear. “Because I want to get that hard cock of yours inside our assholes as soon as possible.”

Dan’s face blushes a bit but his grin widens. “Then what are we waiting for?” he says, taking me in one arm and Vanessa in the other. “Let’s get upstairs.”




Less than five minutes later all three of us are naked in my hotel room. I’m on my knees in the middle of the floor, sucking Dan’s dick while Vanessa is on the couch, playing with herself.

“Do you want to fuck that tight little pussy over there?” I ask Dan, pulling his cock out of my mouth and slapping it against my tits as I talk to him.

Dan nods his head.

I slip the head of his cock into my mouth for a couple more sucks before popping it out again. His dick isn’t huge but it’s not small either, and it’s rock hard, which is what really matters.

I turn my attention to Vanessa. “What do you think, Vanessa?” I say while jerking Dan off. “Is that pussy of yours wet enough to let him in?”

“Hell yes,” Vanessa says. “It’s ready and waiting.”

“Then get on your hands and knees,” I say to Vanessa. “Because Dan is on his way.”

Still holding onto Dan’s cock, I use it to lead him over to Vanessa, who has climbed off the couch and is on her hands and knees on the floor, doggy-style, waiting for Dan. Her plump, gorgeous ass in the air and her blonde hair is spilled over her back, making me wish I was the one getting to fuck her right now.

But Dan is the lucky one, so once we’re standing over Vanessa, I release his cock. I stand back and watch as Dan drops to his knees and slides his cock into Vanessa’s waiting pussy. And before long I’m playing with myself as he fucks her, giving it to her nice and slow at first before quickening things up.

I’m getting so turned on by Dan pounding away at Vanessa’s pussy while their grunts and groans fill up the room that I decide to get more involved. Dropping to my knees, I position myself next to Vanessa, facing the opposite way, my head right next to her perfect little ass.

Vanessa said earlier that Dan is into anal. Well, it’s time to find out if that’s true.

Shifting my body sideways, I start to lick Vanessa’s asshole, then spit on it, getting it warmed up. While Dan continues pounding away at Vanessa’s pussy, I stick my index finger into my mouth, get it nice and wet, then I slip it into her asshole. Vanessa curses under her breath but in a good way, and she starts bucking back even harder against Dan.

I slip another finger into Vanessa’s asshole and work both of them around, keeping things wet with healthy amounts of saliva. Once Vanessa’s asshole is ready for something larger, I grab ahold of Dan’s cock and slide it out of Vanessa’s pussy.

“What do you think?” I ask Dan, stroking his cock while staring directly into his eyes. “Are you ready to stick that fat cock of yours into Vanessa’s asshole?”

“Fuck yeah,” he says.

“Are you sure?” I say, spitting on his cock. “It’s pretty fucking tight in there.”

“I can handle it,” Dan says, smiling as I continue jerking him off.

“What about you?” I say to Vanessa. “Are you ready for Dan’s hard fucking cock in your ass?”

“I can’t wait,” Vanessa says.

“Then let’s get this show on the road,” I say, taking Dan’s cock in my mouth. I give it a couple of quick pumps with my mouth open wide to get it nice and slippery, then I guide it towards Vanessa’s asshole, which is gaping from the work I did with my fingers.

Gripping the base of Dan’s cock, I place the tip of it against Vanessa’s asshole. Dan takes a deep breath, then pushes his hips forward, forcing his cock into Vanessa’s ass. 

It slides in easily.

Vanessa groans as Dan fucks her asshole. He starts things off slowly, giving her his cock in long strokes. I’m watching closely, my head poised directly above Vanessa’s ass while Dan fucks it.

After half a minute or so, I decide I want a little piece of the action. So I pull Dan’s cock from Vanessa’s asshole and slip it into my mouth. As Dan lets out a low moan, I suck his cock clean of Vanessa’s ass juices while continuing to hold Vanessa’s ass open with one of my hands.

Once Dan’s cock is clean and glistening with my saliva, I let it slip out from between my lips.

“I love the taste of Vanessa’s ass,” I say, smiling up at him, my hand still gripping his cock. “What about you? Do you like fucking it?”

“I love it,” he says.

“Do you want to fuck her ass some more?”

Dan nods.

Laughing softly, I slide his cock back into Vanessa’s asshole, which is still gaping wide.

“Give it to her hard,” I say. “Fuck her ass like you mean it.”

Smiling, Dan obliges. He pushes down on Vanessa’s upper body, forcing her shoulders and head to the floor, which in turn lifts her ass higher up into the air, giving him more leverage and allowing him deeper access to her asshole. Then he starts working Vanessa more aggressively, pumping his cock in and out of her asshole while she bucks back against him, her groans turning into screams of pleasure as he pummels her asshole.  

As I watch intently, my head still on Vanessa’s ass, Dan pulls his cock out of her asshole and guides it towards my mouth.

“Oh, you want some more do you?” I ask, taunting Dan just a bit.

He nods his head.

“Fine,” I say. “But only if you get a little creative. I want to taste Vanessa’s pussy as well as her ass.”

“My pleasure,” Dan says as I take his cock into my mouth.

He pumps my face a couple of times, then pulls it out of my mouth and slips it into Vanessa’s pussy.

Dan gives Vanessa his cock balls-deep in her pussy one single time then pulls it out and sticks it back into my mouth. He then pumps my mouth a single time, giving it to me balls deep also before pulling it back out and returning it to Vanessa’s asshole.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say, getting excited now. “Get nasty with us. Treat us like your little fucksluts.”

One pump in Vanessa’s ass, and Dan’s cock is back to my mouth. Then her pussy again. Then my mouth, giving each a single thrust only before returning to the other.

After a full minute of this, I get the sense that Dan is enjoying himself a bit too much. His face is screwed up in a mask of concentration and he’s holding his breath.

“Do you need a little break?” I ask him.

He nods.

“Then relax for a bit,” I say. “The last thing we want is you cumming too soon.”

Dan takes a deep breath, then steps back, turns around, and drops himself down on the couch.

Vanessa and I climb to our feet and take seats on the couch next to him, me on one side of Dan and Vanessa on the other.

While Dan recovers, Vanessa and I make out, leaning over him to do it, our lips touching a foot or two above his still rock-hard cock.

This goes on for a minute or two before Dan looks like he’s ready to go again.

“What do you think?” I ask Vanessa, breaking off our make-out session for a moment. “Do you think he’s ready to get involved again?”

Vanessa looks at Dan, smiles, then looks back at me and nods. “He looks ready to me.”

“Yeah, me too,” I say. “Do you want to go first, or should I?”

“Why don’t you,” Vanessa says.

“If you insist,” I say. And with that, I take Dan’s cock in my mouth and start sucking on the head of it while jerking off his shaft with my hand. After sucking on just the tip for a bit, I suddenly go all the way down on Dan’s cock, taking the entire thing in my mouth and holding it there for a couple of seconds before coming up for air.

While I take a moment to catch my breath, Vanessa drops her head down and takes Dan’s cock in her mouth.

She too takes him all the way down, deepthroating him for a few seconds before coming up for air herself. While she gasps for breath, I take over, wrapping my lips around Dan’s cock and going down on it.

This goes on for a few minutes, Vanessa and I alternating between each other, one deepthroating Dan while the other one recovers, taking turns like good little sluts until Dan is ready to fuck again.

Once, after holding Dan’s cock deep in my throat until the count of ten, he smacks my ass then puts his hands under my legs and lifts me up off the couch.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, flashing him a dirty smile, messing with him just a bit. “You don’t like us deepthroating your cock?”

“I fucking love it,” Dan says, returning my smile. “A little too much, I think.”

“Ahh, I see. So you want to fuck again, is that it?”

Dan’s smile widens and he nods.

“Fine,” I say with mock annoyance. “But this time it’s my turn to feel that huge cock of yours inside me.”

“By all means,” he says. “Be my guest.”

“I most certainly will,” I say as I throw one leg onto the other side of him, straddling him. “But this time I’m going to ride you instead of the other way around.”

“Fine by me,” he says.

I climb up a bit, putting my feet on the couch and lifting up my knees so I’m squatting over his groin, my soaking wet pussy poised directly above his cock.

Facing Dan, our eyes locked together, I grab ahold of his cock and slide it into my pussy. Then I begin to bounce up and down on his cock, moving slowly and deliberately, taking him balls deep with every thrust and holding him there, deep inside me for a couple of seconds before lifting myself back up to do it all over again.

As I fuck Dan, Vanessa climbs off couch and makes her way down to the floor. Crawling on her hands and knees, she slides in between Dan’s legs and starts licking his balls.

As I continue riding Dan’s cock, I use the mirror to my right to watch Vanessa as she grabs ahold of his sack and pinches it up at the top, right at the base of his shaft, creating a tight little pocket around his balls. Then she takes both of his balls in her mouth and sucks on them.

“Holy fucking shit,” Dan groans, his tone a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“You like that, do you?” I ask him.

He nods emphatically.

Laughing softly, enjoying Dan’s discomfort immensely, I start pounding him harder, impaling myself on his cock, my body slamming down onto to his.

I return my eyes to the mirror to see Vanessa release Dan’s balls from her mouth with a pop. Then she grabs ahold of his cock, slips it out of my pussy and slides it into her mouth.

“That’s right,” I say, looking back at Vanessa. “That’s a good girl. Suck that fucking cock. Clean my juices off of it.

After Vanessa sucks my pussy juices off of Dan’s cock, she spits on my asshole and rubs it in with her fingers.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say. “Get my asshole nice and lubed up and then stick that hard cock inside it.”

Dan holds on to my knees, helping me balance as I reach back and grab ahold of my ass cheeks and spread my asshole wide.

With her hand still gripping Dan’s cock, Vanessa sticks her tongue into my exposed asshole, getting it wet and loosened up. Once it’s ready to go, Vanessa yanks her tongue out of my asshole and replaces it with Dan’s cock.

“Goddammit that feels so fucking good,” I say as his cock fills up my asshole, pressing against the walls of my anus as I sit down on his cock, forcing it deeper inside me.

I move slowly but surely up and down on Dan’s cock, feeling every centimeter of it with every thrust. Barely making a sound except for my labored breathing, I stare directly at him.

“Do you like fucking my asshole?” I say, our faces just inches apart.

“I love it,” he says.

“Do you want me to bounce harder on your cock?”

“Yes please,” he says.

“How hard do you want it?” I ask, still moving slowly against him for now.

“As hard as you can give it to me,” he says.

“Do you think you can take it?” I ask. “I don’t want you cumming too soon. Not before I have a chance to cum.”

“I can take it,” he says.

“We’ll see about that,” I say, grinning evilly. “We’ll just see.”

And with that, I put my hands on his chest for balance and start bouncing a little more quickly, still under complete control but hammering down on him with more force than earlier.

“How’s that?” I ask softly. It’s harder to talk now that I’m breathing so hard. His cock in my ass feels incredible, but I’m not trying to let him know that. I’m trying to maintain as much control as possible for now. But it’s difficult.

“That’s great,” he groans, just as breathless as I am.

“Can you take more?” I ask.

Dan nods.

“Are you sure?” I say.

“Positive,” he breathes.

I don’t believe him, but I’m so close to cumming now that it doesn’t really matter. As long as he can hold out for a few more seconds, I’ll get there.

As Vanessa continues working Dan’s balls, I shift my legs so my shins are on the couch, my body straddling his, and lean forward, putting my tits in his face and allowing myself to grip the back of the couch for more leverage. Dan latches onto one of my nipples with his mouth just as I start to pound away at him with everything I have, letting gravity do the work as I try to pummel him deep into the couch.

His cock feels wonderful as I hammer away at him, taking him all the way inside me with every thrust. I’m getting closer and closer to orgasm with every second, and then when his teeth bite down on my nipple, it takes me over the edge.

“Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!” I scream before tensing up for a moment and then releasing in a flurry of movement as an orgasm racks my body. One of my hands flies down to my clit and rubs away while I cum, sending me into a prolonged tizzy, lasting a good ten seconds before I finally come down.

“Goddammit that felt fucking good,” I say as I lift myself off of Dan’s cock. With my feet still on the couch, I turn around so my ass is facing him. “Now it’s time for Vanessa to have another turn.”

While I’m changing positions, Vanessa sucks Dan’s cock, taking it all the way down her throat and holding it for a couple seconds before releasing it.

“Are you ready to take his nice fat cock in your asshole again?” I say to Vanessa once she’s got her breath back.

“Hell yeah,” she says, smiling.

“Then come on up here,” I say. “And fuck him while he eats my asshole out.”

“My pleasure,” Vanessa says, her smile still wide and excited.

As Vanessa climbs up onto the couch to straddle Dan cowgirl style, I back my ass up until it’s right in his face.

“Now eat my fucking asshole while Vanessa rides your cock with hers,” I say.

Dan does as he’s told, going after my asshole with incredible energy as Vanessa slips his cock into her asshole and starts riding him like an insane cowgirl.

I’m not sure how he’s been able to last this long, but I’m not too concerned. At this rate, it seems like he could go all night, and even if he can’t, he’s already given us more than we could have hoped for coming in. Anything beyond now is simply a bonus.

But I’m not thinking too much about that now as I ride Dan’s face, moving my ass up and down on it so his tongue alternates between my pussy and asshole while Vanessa bounces up and down on his cock.

“That’s right,” I say. “Get that tongue in there. Don’t be afraid. I taste good, I promise.”

Vanessa is smiling widely, obviously enjoying herself. She’s just so damn cute that I can’t keep my hands off her, so I lean forward, grinding my ass further back into Dan’s face, forcing his tongue deeper inside my asshole and allowing me to make out with Vanessa over Dan’s chest.

After trading spit for a bit, I drop my head down and go to work on Vanessa’s glorious tits, licking and sucking at her nipples. Wanting to make sure she’s enjoying herself as much as possible, I also drop my hand down and start rubbing her clit while keeping my lips attached to her nipple.

Sensing that Vanessa is close to cumming and wanting to make sure she gets there before Dan does, I climb down off couch and come around so I’m between Dan’s legs. I pull Dan’s cock out of Vanessa’s asshole and suck on it. Vanessa leans forward and starts making out with Dan, her hands moving over his chest, playing with his nipples.

I let Dan’s cock slide out of my mouth and slip it back into Vanessa, this time putting it in her pussy instead of her ass. She lets out a little moan and then starts bouncing up and down on it.

After just a couple pumps, I pull Dan’s cock out of Vanessa’s pussy and lick her juices from it, then slide it back into her ass. A couple more pumps, and I again pull his cock out of her ass. I deepthroat Dan, then spit the excess saliva onto his cock and jerk him off before slipping his cock back into Vanessa’s pussy.

Vanessa’s breath is rapid and labored but she’s screaming louder and more consistently than ever. And she reaches a whole different level after I stick two fingers into my mouth to get them wet, then slide them into her ass.

I finger-bang Vanessa’s ass while Dan hammers away at her pussy, each of us rising in intensity together, instinctively working as a team to get Vanessa over the top.

“That’s right,” I say, yelling to be heard over Vanessa’s screams and Dan’s labored grunts. “Fuck that cock with your pussy while I finger your ass. Fuck it like you mean it. Like you’re trying to destroy it.”

I can tell Vanessa is close to cumming, but so is Dan, so I decide I need to get her over the edge, and quickly. So I slip a third finger into her ass and jam all of them as far as they will go, filling up her asshole.

I can feel Dan’s cock rubbing up against my fingers as he fucks her pussy and I know Vanessa can too, as her screams reach a fevered pitch and a series of low curses escape from her throat and she shakes her head back and forth, her blonde hair flying everywhere.

And then she’s there.

Vanessa sits on Dan’s cock and holds her body in place, his cock deep in her pussy and my fingers planted deep in her asshole. Then she lets out a final shriek which tapers off into an avalanche of moans and groans and gasping breaths as the orgasm washes over her.

Once Vanessa’s orgasm has passed, she climbs off of Dan’s cock and joins me between his legs.

Smiling up at Dan, I say, “You’ve done an incredible job, Dan. Now it’s time for your reward. Are you ready for it?”

Grinning back at us, Dan nods emphatically.

“Then sit back and relax,” I say, “And let us do our thing until you’re ready to pop.”

“Sounds good to me,” Dan says, his smile growing wider.

And with that, Vanessa and I go to work on his cock, taking turns sucking on it and occasionally swapping spit with each other, both maintaining eye contact with Dan whenever we can.

A short time later, Vanessa turns over so her back is to the floor and slides her head underneath Dan’s ass. Straddling Vanessa’s waist so our pussies are rubbing together, I wrap my lips around Dan’s cock as Vanessa takes his balls in her mouth.

After taking his cock halfway down a couple times, I deepthroat him while Vanessa works on his balls. Saliva is dripping out of my mouth and traveling down and around Dan’s sack and into Vanessa’s mouth.

A full ten seconds later, I pull my head up, gagging and gasping for breath. The tip of Dan’s cock is white from the lack of blood flow and his face is screwed up in a mask of concentration. It’s amazing how long he’s been able to hold out, but it’s time to finish him off once and for all.

With this in mind, I grab ahold of his legs and pull his body forward so his ass is hanging off couch.

“All right, Vanessa,” I say, looking down at her. “It’s time to get real freaky. Time to break out some pornstar shit.”

“Sounds good to me,” she says, giving me a smile that says she knows exactly what I’m talking about.  

As I drop my head back down onto Dan’s cock, Vanessa slides further beneath him, getting herself in position. She spreads Dan’s ass cheeks with both hands and goes to work on his asshole, licking it with no shame whatsoever, her tongue working the outside of his anus.

Dan lets out a moan and shakes his head from side to side. Mewling little sounds are coming from his mouth but somehow he’s still  holding on.

I pull Dan’s cock from my mouth and slap it against my face a couple of times, still staring directly at him. “Are you ready to cum?” I ask him.

He nods emphatically.

“Yeah? Are you ready to spray your load all over our pretty little faces?”

Dan nods again, just as emphatically as before.

“Then I’m going to bring you down the final stretch,” I say as I tap Vanessa on the leg. She climbs up from underneath Dan until we’re once again side-by-side, our faces mere inches from his rock-hard, swollen cock.

We make out for a moment, then Vanessa leans over and takes Dan’s cock in her mouth and starts sucking on it. Meanwhile, I puts my hands underneath Dan’s thighs and push on them, lifting his hips up and making his asshole more accessible.

While Vanessa goes to town on Dan’s cock, sucking it and working the shaft with her hand while gagging sounds escape from her throat and her head bounces around everywhere, I stick my rigid tongue in his asshole, pushing it as far as it will go. And once it won’t go any farther, I grab ahold of his asscheeks and spread them, opening him up even more and allowing me even deeper access to his insides.

Vanessa’s sloppy, energetic blowjob combined with my tongue planted firmly in Dan’s ass finally puts him over the edge for good. He’s ready to explode.

Vanessa pulls her mouth off Dan’s cock but continues jerking him off as I slip my tongue out of his asshole and rise up so my face is next to Vanessa’s while Dan climbs to his feet.

As his body tenses up in that final moment before cumming, I grab ahold of his cock and stroke it, not too hard but not gently either, helping him achieve maximum pleasure from his orgasm.

“Cum on baby,” I say. “Paint our faces with your cum. Give us all you got. We want it.”

Dan moans and curses beneath his breath and allows his body to release.

“There you go,” I say right before I take the first blast from his cock.

The thick, white sperm splashes against my cheek. In between spurts, I turn Dan’s cock towards Vanessa, spraying her face with his second stream.

Most of the third spurt ends up on my forehead, and the fourth on Vanessa’s chin. The fifth and sixth ones are shared between us, some of it getting in our mouths, some of it on our chins.

Laughing, his body quivering, Dan stares down at our cum-covered faces as I take his cock in my mouth for a couple of final sucks before handing it off to Vanessa to give it the same treatment.

“Well,” I ask him. “What do you think?”

“I think I’m love with both of you,” Dan says, falling onto the couch.

“Yeah, we get that a lot,” I say, smiling as I drop onto the couch next to him.

“We make a pretty good team,” Vanessa adds, sitting down on the other side of him.

“More than pretty good,” Dan says. “You two are incredible.”

“Ahh, you’re too sweet,” I reply.

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Vanessa says.

“Nope,” I say. “Not bad at all. And with a little more practice, you might even get to be pretty good. ”

“Well, you know what they say,” Dan laughs. “Practice makes perfect.”

“Indeed it does,” I say. “So what do you think? Are you ready to go again?”

“Right now?” Dan asks.

“Why not?” Vanessa says. “Unless, of course, you can’t handle another round with us.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Hell, I barely made it through round one.”

“So that’s a no?” I say.

“I didn’t say that,” Dan replies. “I just need a few minutes to recover.”

“Take all the time you want,” I say, grabbing Vanessa’s hand and standing up. “We’ll be in the shower, getting cleaned up. Feel free to join us when you’re ready.”

Vanessa and I head towards the bathroom. We start the shower and are just about to climb in when Dan arrives.

“That didn’t take long,” I say, flashing him a wry smile.

“What can I say? Just the though of you two in the shower together helped me recover real quickly.”

“Yeah, I thought it might,” I say, pulling the door open. Vanessa enters the double-sided shower, followed by Dan, and I bring up the rear, closing the door behind me.

And just like that, round two is under way.






It took Eric a little while to realize just how awesome Jasmine was.

Of course, from the first time they met, certain things were obvious. Namely, Jasmine was ridiculous hot, she knew her way around the bedroom, and she could take a pounding worthy of a porn starlet. Add to that her approachability, her comfort in her own skin, and her flat-out coolness, and Eric was a happy man.

In the beginning, he was perfect content to meet with her whenever possible and get freaky in all the basic ways. Then one night she turned the tables on him, revealing just what was possible in the world of pleasure.

That first night it was only a little taste, but even so, it quite literally opened a new world to him, one that once was experienced could never be put out of mind.




The night starts out just like any other. Eric is drinking a beer and watching TV when there’s a knock on the door. His heart palpitates in expectation as he sets the bottle aside, turns off the television, and walks over to answer the door.

He glances into the peephole and see Jasmine there in all her glory, looking as radiant as ever. A flash of excitement wiggles through his body. It’s his favorite time of the week, the night he looks forward to more than any other, the only thing that keeps him going in his pathetic little life.

Eric opens the door and holds out his hand to help Jasmine inside. She takes his hand, steps over the threshold, gives him a little peck on the cheek, and he closes the door behind them.

They take care of the formalities and then it’s on to business.

Jasmine slips out of her full-length white coat, revealing a tiny purple bikini and light pink thigh-high stockings accented by purple fuck-me pumps. Her blonde hair is curled a little more than usual and she’s wearing slightly more makeup; hot pink lipstick and a dash of black eyeliner. Her skin is not as tan as usual but just as flawless and enticing as ever. Eric finds himself wishing (as he always does upon first seeing her skin) that he had a couple hours to lick every square centimeter of her flesh.

Thin but not skinny, Jasmine always stays in shape and tonight is no exception. Her lithe body is as toned and fit as ever. From the barest hint of abs to the slight definition of arm muscles to the incredibly sexy hollow of her neck she is the measure of perfection. Eric can’t imagine a more ideal woman. At least not one who’d he actually have a chance to fuck on a regular basis.

But there seems to be something slightly different about Jasmine this evening. An edge that usually isn’t there.

His concerns are reflected almost immediately.

The first thing out of her mouth is, “Sit your ass down on the couch.”

Even though it’s a bit odd to see her being so forceful, Eric does as he’s told. He immediately starts to undo his belt.

“Did I tell you to do anything else?” Jasmine says, her tone harsh.

Eric shakes his head and gives her a funny look. He’s confused as hell.

“I can’t hear you,” she says.

“No,” he replies.

“That’s right. So leave them on. And sit on your hands, while you’re at it.”

He tilts his head and gives her a funny look. “Are you serious?”

“Completely,” she says. “Now do it.”

“Fine,” he says. He shakes his head but does as he’s told.

“That’s a good boy,” Jasmine says, coming over to pat the top of his head as though he’s a dog. Which is fitting, because that’s what he feels like right now.

“What exactly is going on here?” Eric asks. Jasmine has never done anything like this before. Up until now, every time she’s come over he’s been the one in control, the one taking charge. He’s never even considered that she has another side to her. Which was a bit silly, in retrospect. Especially now.

“This,” she says, “Is my way of mixing things up. You see, every time I come over here it’s the same old thing. You slap me around and get to do whatever you want, and then you cum on me and then I go away until next week when we do the same thing over again.”

“But I thought you liked it,” he says, a little hurt.

“I do,” she says. “I like it a lot. But it gets a little old, always doing the same thing. I think it’s time we mix things up a little bit. And we’re going to start by getting you to understand the other side of the equation. Today I’m going to be the dominant one and you’re going to be my submissive.”

“I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“I know you haven’t,” she says. “Which is exactly why were doing it tonight. You need to expand your horizons a bit.”

“But what if I don’t like it?”

“Don’t worry,” she says, an evil little smile on her face. “You will.”

“I don’t know,” he says doubtfully.

“Trust me,” she says. “I know what I’m doing.”

He couldn’t argue with that. From what he’d experienced so far with Jasmine, she definitely knew what she was doing. And then some.

“Fine,” he says. “Tell me what to do.”

“Oh I will,” she says with a little twinkle in her eye. “I most definitely will.”

A little flutter wiggles around in Eric’s stomach. He isn’t sure if it’s fear or excitement or a little of both.

“For now, just sit there,” Jasmine says. “I’ll take care of the rest.”

“If you insist,” Eric says.

Smiling like she owns the situation (which she does, of course) Jasmine forcefully spreads Eric’s legs and steps between them. Then she reaches down and grabs ahold of his flaccid cock through his jeans.

“What’s the matter?” she says. “Don’t I excite you anymore?”

“Of course you do,” he says.

“It sure doesn’t look like it. Are you sure?”

“I’m positive.”

“Let’s just see about that,” Jasmine says.

She unzips his fly and reaches into his jeans and grabs his cock and pulls it out. It just lies there pathetically, the zipper teeth digging into his skin.

“Is that what you call excited?” she says.

“No,” Eric says. “It doesn’t look very excited.”

“Fix it,” she says.

Eric grabs ahold of his cock and starts to jerk it. Thirty seconds later he hasn’t gotten anywhere.

“Oh, poor baby,” Jasmine says in a tone that offers absolutely no sympathy. “You just aren’t feeling it, huh?”

“No,” he says, letting go of his cock.

“Why not?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Is it because you’re scared?” Jasmine asks.

“I think so,” Eric admits.

“Why? Do you think I’m going to hurt you?”

“I don’t know,” he says after a slight pause.

“You do think I’m going to hurt you, don’t you?”

“Not really,” he says. “I’m just afraid I’m not going to like it.”

Jasmine sighs and shakes her head. “It’s obvious you’re nervous, which makes sense. So we’re going to have a little conversation. Hopefully by the end of it you’ll understand a few things.” She sits down on his lap and looks him straight in the eye. “Okay. I’m going to ask you some questions. I’ll start with an easy one. What do I do for a living?”

“You’re an escort,” Eric says.

“That’s right,” Jasmine says. “I’m an escort. And what do escorts do?”

“They get paid to have sex.”

“Exactly. Now, who does an escort get paid by?”

“The person they’re having sex with.”

“Right again,” she says. “Their clients. Now, with that in mind, is it fair to say that the more clients that call for a specific escort’s services, the more money that escort will make?”

Eric nods.

“So then how does an escort get more men to call her?” Jasmine asks.

“By . . . being good at their job?”

“Yes. And what constitutes being good at your job if you’re an escort?”

“Making the client happy.”

“Bingo,” Jasmine says. “The better job an escort does of making a client happy, the better the chances are she’s going to get more calls from him. And if she doesn’t make him happy, then she is in danger of losing him as a client, right?”


“Good. Now do you think I want to keep you as a client?”

“I hope so.”

She gives him a look that she’d give a five-year old. “Do you think I like money?”


“And we’ve already established that more clients equal more money, right?”

“Right,” Eric says.

“So I’ll ask you again, do you think I want to keep you as a client?”


“And how does an escort keep their clients?”

“By making them happy.”

Jasmine smiles at him and tilts her head slightly. “So you see what I’m getting at, don’t you?”

Eric nods.

“Now, I can’t promise you that you’ll like it,” Jasmine says, “But so far I’ve never come across anyone who hasn’t. And to a man they’ve ended up asking for the same treatment on other occasions. There is just something very liberating about giving yourself up to someone else, letting them control you, allowing them to have their way with you. And not only that, but it inevitably leads to better sex down the road too.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because it tends to open things up between people,” Jasmine says. “Being on the other side of the equation brings a new appreciation to what the other person is feeling and experiencing, which builds empathy. And the more empathy two people have for each other, the better they’ll communicate, and the better they communicate the more comfortable they’ll be, and the more comfortable they are, the better the sex will be.”

“I take it you’ve experienced this phenomena before?” Eric says.

“Oh, I’ve been through it a few times,” she says.

“I’ll bet you have,” he says with a laugh and a shake of his head. “You’re something else, you know that?”

Jasmine raises her eyebrows twice in quick succession. She knows. She definitely knows. A little smile teases her lips. “So what do you say? Are you game?”

Eric takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly. “All right,” he says. “You convinced me. Let’s give it a shot.”

She claps her hands and bounces on his lap a couple of times, momentarily slipping out of her role in her excitement. Or maybe it is just all part of the experience. Eric isn’t sure.

“You won’t regret it,” Jasmine says. “I promise. Not by the time we’re done.”

Eric narrows his brow in concern.

“Don’t get me wrong,” she says. “There are going to be moments when you’re not so sure, where you’re going to think about tapping out, but just trust me. By the end of the session, you’ll be begging for more. I guarantee it.”

“If you say so.”

“Oh, I do,” Jasmine says. “I do. Now, about your little problem down below. Would you like a little help with it?”


“Yes what?” she asks. Now that their conversation is over her tone takes on a harsher tone, similar to the very beginning of the evening. Just like that, she’s reverted back into dominatrix mode.

Eric looks at her with raised eyebrows and shrugs. “Yes . . . please?”

 “Yes, mistress,” she says slowly, enunciating every word as though she’s talking to a five-year old. “You’re supposed to say ‘yes mistress.’”

“Yes, mistress,” he says, sufficiently cowed.

“That’s better,” she says, her tone lightening. “Now I’ll ask you again. Do you want help getting your cock hard?”

“Yes mistress.”

“I bet you do,” Jasmine says, leaning her head in towards his. “In fact, I bet you’d like for me to drop on my knees right now and go to work on your cock until it’s hard, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes mistress.”

“You’d probably like for me to lick your balls, to take them in my mouth, suckle them for a bit, then run my tongue up the length of your shaft,” she says, her face now inches from his and holding his eyes. Her voice is a seductive whisper, her gaze intense. “Then I’d take the tip of your cock in my mouth and start sucking away, dropping my head lower and lower on your shaft until I’ve got the whole thing in my mouth, gagging away with your cock all the way down my throat, choking me, making it so I can’t breathe. Is that what you want?”

Eric just nods, her words affecting him so much that there is no possible way he could spit any words out right now.

“Well too bad,” Jasmine says, her voice mocking. She quickly pulls her head back and climbs off of him. “Because that’s not in the cards for today.”

Eric feels a stab of disappointment.

“But,” Jasmine continues. “The good thing is you’re hard as hell now, and all it took was me talking you through it.”

Eric looks down and sees that his cock is indeed sticking straight up. He laughs softly and shakes his head.

“Now put it back in your pants,” she says.

He opens his mouth to protest.

“Don’t even think about it,” Jasmine says, tilting her head as though scolding the dog. “Just do as you’re told.”

“Yes mistress,” Eric says, his voice reflecting his disappointment as he stuffs his cock back into his jeans and zips up the fly.

“Now we can get started for real,” Jasmine says. She turns around so her tight, perfect little ass is facing him. It’s hovering directly in front of his cock, no more than a foot away, taunting him.

She turns around and bends over at the waist, keeping her legs perfectly straight. Her leg muscles are taut, her ass tight as hell as she turns her upper body to look at him. With her eyes locked on his, she slaps her ass, her open palm smacking against her skin loud enough to make him wince.

“You like this ass of mine, don’t you?” she says, her voice harsh, demanding.

Eric nods.

“Say it,” she barks at him.

“I like your ass,” he says.

“You can do better than that.”

“I fucking love your ass, mistress.”

“That’s much better,” she says. “Now, I suppose I were to rub this beautiful little ass of mine on your cock, do you think you can keep from cumming?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“You think you can, huh? Well, let’s find out.”

Jasmine straightens her body up and backs up towards Eric until she is pressing up against the inside of his legs. She turns her head and flashes a nasty little smile at him, then drops her ass onto his lap and starts rubbing slowly it against his hard cock, which is held hostage beneath the surface of his jeans.

Moving her body in a circular motion, she rubs her ass over his cock for a bit, bounces on it a few times, then grinding on it, then sliding up and down the length of it, her tight little ass expertly working his trapped cock.

Eric stifles a groan. He doesn’t want her to know how good it feels. But she knows. It shows in her face when she turns her head to look at him.

“You like this, huh?”

He nods, unable to speak. Jasmine laughs and starts grinding him more aggressively.

Eric takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself. But Jasmine isn’t having it. She increases the intensity further, her ass always on the move; bouncing, grinding, moving in circles, back and forth, up and down.

A soft groan escapes from Eric’s mouth. Here they are only a couple minutes into a lap dance it and already he has to focus all his attention to keep from cumming; the combination of pleasure and pain feels better than he could have imagined. Jasmine sure knew what she was doing.

“So soon?” Jasmine says, reading his mind.

“I’m fine,” Eric says. It’s only a half-lie. He reaches up and puts one hand on each of her hips, hoping that by taking an active part in things he can take his mind off how close he is to orgasm.

But Jasmine doesn’t cut him any breaks.

“Hands to yourself,” she says, slapping them away. “You don’t get to touch me until I say you can.”

Moaning, Eric drops his hands back to the couch. Jasmine grinds his cock for a little while longer before finally showing some mercy on him and standing up.

Eric exhales audibly, thankful for a break, now more how short-lived it might be.

Jasmine gives him a few seconds to gather himself then drops to her knees. She sticks her tongue out and gives his cock a lick through his jeans. He groans and starts breathing harder.

Jasmine laughs. Then she gives his cock another lick. Her smiling face is right in front of his crotch, looking up at him, her eyes locked on his.

“What do you think so far?” she says.

“I like it,” Eric replies.

“I knew you would,” she says. “And just think, we haven’t even really gotten started yet.”

Eric doesn’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. And he doesn’t have time to ponder it, as Jasmine is already getting back to her feet. This time she’s facing him as she straddles him, one leg lying flat on the couch on each side of him.

She doesn’t provide any relief for his cock, leaving it trapped beneath his pants while she rides him. She seems to be taking it easier for the time being, varying her pressure up a little more often, not taking him so close to the edge before giving him a chance to relax.

Shortly after one such lull she reaches behind her back and releases her bra. She pulls it off, revealing her small but incredibly perky tits. Her nipples are rock-hard and sticking out like pencil erasers.

Eric reaches out to grasp her nipples; he just can’t help himself, they’re simply too inviting, too perfect to not be played with.

Jasmine lets him rub them between his fingers for a few seconds before shutting him down. She grabs ahold of his wrists and pins them back against the couch, one on either side of his head.

“What part of no touching don’t you understand,” she asks.

“I’m sorry,” Eric says. “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Well you’d better learn to, otherwise it’s going to be a long night for you.”

“I’ll try, mistress,” he says.

“Not good enough,” she says. “Do it.”

“Yes, mistress.”

Jasmine nods and starts once again grinding on his cock. Her hands are still wrapped around his wrists and she’s still holding them tight against the couch. For some reason he finds this extremely hot. Maybe there is something to her claim that being on the other side has some of its own pleasures. He’s still not totally convinced but he has to admit that he’s feeling something different right now, an excitement that tickles him in ways that their normal sessions didn’t.

Jasmine must have been able to read his facial expressions, as she puts words to his exact feelings shortly after they cross his mind.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” she says.

He nods.

She grips his wrists more securely, pushes them harder against the couch. Then she proceeds to grind on his cock more aggressively, bouncing up and down on his groin, riding him like a cowgirl, her face looking down on his with growing intensity.

“Do you still want to play with my nipples?” Jasmine asks.

“Yes, mistress,” Eric replies, the words rolling off his tongue like second nature now.

“Then come get them,” she says, continuing to ride him.

He starts to move his arms forward but she pushes them back into place. He flashes her a questioning look.

“Not with your hands,” she says. “Use your mouth.”

Eric smiles. He’s starting to enjoy this little game. He cranes his neck forward as far as it will go. But still he’s a couple centimeters short of his goal. He can see Jasmine’s glorious nipple right there, almost within reach. He looks up at her face but it’s obvious she’s not going to help him out by shifting her body forward. In fact, he starts to believe that she is deliberately setting herself up so her nipples are just barely out of reach. Her evil little smile lends credence to this idea,

But he’s not willing to give up just yet. Wanting to see if he can circumvent her plans he sticks out his tongue and gives her left nipple a good, long lick.

Jasmine can’t hide the groan of pleasure that comes from her mouth even though she tries.

Smiling inwardly but careful not to show it, Eric shifts his head and goes after the other nipple. But Jasmine moves back at the last moment and he once again comes up just a wee bit short.

Disappointed, he looks up at her.

“Come on,” she says, “You can do it.”

Eric strains further forward, stretching his neck out as far as it will go with his arms still being pinned to the couch by Jasmine. He gets a lick in on the other nipple but before he can do anything else Jasmine pulls her body back a little further.

“Ah, come on,” he says, his voice an exaggerated whine.

She laughs. “You want my nipples that bad, huh?”

He nods vigorously.

“Fine,” she says, leaning forward far enough that he can wrap his lips around her protruding nipple.

Eric sucks on it greedily, rolling it between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. After a short while he switches to the other nipple and gives it the same treatment.

Jasmine releases her hold on his wrists and wraps her arms around his head. Squeezing tightly, she presses his head closer in towards her, smashing his face against her chest, forcing her nipple deeper into his mouth, making it hard for him to breathe, a sensation that he finds strangely intoxicating.

With his mouth still attached to her nipple as though breast-feeding, Eric shifts his head and looks up at her face as best he can.

Jasmine’s eyes are closed and her head is thrown back in ecstasy. The hollow of her neck is fully exposed. She is still grinding on Eric’s cock with just as much enthusiasm as before; if anything, she’s moving faster against him.

Eric bites down on her nipple. Not too hard, but certainly not softly.

Jasmine groans and starts grinding him even more aggressively.

Eric is super-excited but in no real danger of cumming yet. Now that she is allowing him to take an active (albeit limited) part in the proceedings he’s able to divert his attention away from his own pleasure.

He bites down harder.

Jasmine curses beneath her breath and bounces on his still-trapped cock even faster.

He bites down one more time, eliciting a sharp gasp from Jasmine. Her body pauses, tenses up for a moment, then releases in a quick shudder. She grabs ahold of his hair and forcibly removes his mouth from her nipple. He lets it go with a pop.

Looking up at her, Eric smiles. But she glares down at him.

“Don’t try to tell me you didn’t like that,” he says.

“You did good,” she admits.

“So I get to fuck you now?”

Jasmine laughs and shakes her head. “No, not yet. We’ve still got a ways to go before happens. If it even happens at all.”

“Wait a minute, what does that mean?”

“It means you have to do a hell of a lot more to please me before you get a chance to stick your dick in me,” she says. “And even if I do allow that to happen, it’s going to be me that’s fucking you. Not the other way around. But for now just shut up and do as your told, okay?”

Sulking a little bit, Eric grumbles, “Okay.”


“Yes, mistress,” he says, still in a slightly whiny voice.

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” she says.

“Yes, mistress,” Eric says, his voice slightly more upbeat now. “Whatever you say, mistress.”

“I still don’t like your tone,” Jasmine says as she climbs off him, leaving a big wet spot on his leg from her drenched pussy. “It’s too bad too, because I was going to give your cock a little bit of well-earned attention before we move on to the next thing.”

“Sorry, mistress,” he says in a truly enthusiastic manner, hoping to get back into her good graces. His cock felt like it was going to explode if it didn’t get a little loving in the near future. “I’m sorry for disappointing you. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“It’s too late now,” she says. “Maybe next time you’ll think a little harder before acting like a spoiled brat. Now lie down on the couch lengthwise with your back to the cushions and your face towards the ceiling.”

Eric does as he’s told without putting up a fight. Even though he’s protesting at every turn he is truly starting to enjoy the submissive role. Jasmine had been spot-on earlier when she’d said there is something liberating about just doing what you are told. He doesn’t know if it’s the lack of responsibility or the feeling of helplessness or something else entirely but he is definitely getting used to it. Even looking forward to it.

He is just starting to wonder what’s going to come next when Jasmine climbs atop him, scoots forward until she’s straddling his head, then drops her suddenly panty-less pussy right onto his face, engulfing his mouth and nose, smothering him completely.

 Caught off guard, Eric gasps for breath. But there’s no air to be found. His world consists of Jasmine’s inner flesh and nothing else. Like a fish out of water he struggles, overwhelmed by the sweet and tangy stickiness of her juices.

Panicking, he tries to push Jasmine off with his hands but he doesn’t have any leverage and her position is too entrenched. After a couple seconds of ineffectual resistance he gives up.

“That’s right,” Jasmine says. “Just relax. You’ll enjoy it more.”

Eric’s not sure about the second part but he is able to relax a bit. Even though he feels like he can’t breathe he has come to realize that there is enough air to keep him conscious, allowing his panic to subside.

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