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SINFUL & EROTIC

8 KINKY STORIES

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.


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TABLE OF CONTENTS

MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR TAKES CONTROL

OWNING MY ROOMMATE

PUNISHED BY THE GIRLFRIEND

DEFLOWERING HIS ASS

DOMINATED BY MY PERVERTED GIRLFRIEND

SEDUCING THE SALESMAN

DOMINATING THE HUNK DOWN THE HALL

WHATEVER SHE WANTS

AUTHOR’S NOTE

 

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MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR TAKES CONTROL

 

My ongoing sessions with Kelly, my barely legal neighbor, were getting freakier and freakier with every passing day. We’d gotten pretty comfortable together, progressing from straight sex to getting a little rough with her, and even into some freakier stuff.

But so far, every one of our sessions had the same essential dynamic. Kelly would set the tone for the evening, telling me exactly what she wanted me to do to her, and I would take it from there.

This setup was fine with me. After all, even though she was the more sexually adventurous of us, and by far the most forward and open, I was still quite a few years older than her, not to mention almost double her size, so it was natural that I’d be the one dictating the action, even if she was controlling me behind the scenes.

And besides, from what I’d seen of her so far, I got the feeling she enjoyed being the submissive one, even if she was essentially topping from the bottom. If she had any desire to be completely in charge, I hadn’t seen it yet.

But I was about to. And I have to admit, I liked it. A lot.

 

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It was 3:30 PM and I had just got home from work. Kelly was supposed to come over later that night to hang out. We didn’t have any specific plans, maybe a movie, maybe a pizza, eventually getting freaky. But first I was going to relax, get in a quick jog, take a shower.

But I didn’t have time for any of that. I hadn’t been home for more than ten minutes when I heard my doorbell. I wasn’t terribly surprised to see that it was Kelly. She wasn’t one for sticking to plans. When she wanted something, she didn’t wait for it. And apparently she wanted me right now, not in another three hours.

I opened the door and let her in. She was dress in a pair of shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes. There was no indication whatsoever of what was to come.

Without saying a word, Kelly grabbed my hand and led me over to the couch. Once there, she spun me around so my back was to it and pushed on my shoulders, dropping me, seated, onto the cushions.

“What’s going on?” I asked, a confused little smile on my face.

“We’re doing things a little differently today,” Kelly said.

“Is that right?”

She nodded her head.

“And what exactly—” I said, but she bent over and put her hand over my mouth, cutting me off in mid-sentence.

“Stop talking and just do what you’re told,” Kelly said. Her face was completely serious, with no hint of humor in it.

“Okay,” I said once she’d taken her hand off my mouth. “If you insi—”

She smacked me in the face, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to shut me up immediately.

“I told you to stop talking,” Kelly said. “I’d suggest you start listening to me. Understand?”

So that’s what the game was tonight. Fair enough. I had no problem doing what I was told. At least, not from Kelly. I nodded my head.

“Don’t say a word unless you’re answering a direct question from me,” Kelly said. “Got it?”

I nodded again.

“Good,” Kelly said, stepping back so she was standing over me. She looked down at me with a hint of disdain, like I was a piece of meat that she could do what she pleased with. Which I was. For tonight, at least.

She looked different. Not physically, of course; her tiny little waist and perky, incredible tits and long, shapely legs were as insane as ever, perfectly proportioned, and her thin but not skinny frame with her toned arms and washboard stomach and perfect skin filled me with lust as always. She looked the same on the outside, but something about her attitude tonight made her seem like almost a different person. Usually she was more cute than sexy, but not tonight. Tonight those two traits were equal. And it forced me to see her in a different light.

“You like this, don’t you?” Kelly asked, watching me as I took her in.

I started to open my mouth but cut myself off at the last moment and just nodded.

“You didn’t think you would like being the submissive one, but you do. Isn’t that right?”

I nodded again.

“Yeah, well let’s see how much you like it in a little while, after I’ve had my way with you.”

My face didn’t waver but my insides did. I was excited beyond all belief; I couldn’t wait to see how the night played out. And I didn’t have to wait for long.

Kelly dropped to her knees. She placed one hand on each of my legs and roughly spread them apart, then scooted forward until her head was directly in front of my groin. My cock was rock-hard, pressing against my jeans.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Kelly said, rubbing her hand over my cock while she stared up at me with a wicked smile on her face. “Your little man wants to be freed, does he?”

I nodded.

Kelly laughed. “All in good time,” she said. “All in good time. But for now I want to fuck with you some more.”

She grabbed ahold of my cock through my pants and gave it a squeeze, hard enough to make me gasp.

“Was that a noise I heard coming from your mouth?” she asked, taunting me.

I shook my head vigorously.

“I don’t know,” she said, starting rubbing two of her fingers in a circular motion on the head of my cock. “It sounded like it to me.”

I shook my head again. But she didn’t buy it.

“I think it was,” Kelly said. She was now rubbing the tip of my cock with her open palm, pressing hard, making me squirm, the pressure building as my trapped cock threatened to break through the material.

But still she didn’t let up, smiling up and me with an evil grin while I shifted my position on the couch.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she said, smacking me on the inside of the leg with her free hand. “I didn’t tell you to move.”

Biting down on my bottom lip, I forced myself to sit still while she continued messing with my cock. Tears were dripping down my face the discomfort level was so high.

Finally Kelly let up, releasing her palm from the tip of my cock.

I let out an audible gasp as the pressure dissipated.

“Oh, poor little baby,” Kelly said. “Can’t take what you can dish out, can you?”

I knew better than to answer.

“Do you want me to release your cock from your pants now?”

I nodded.

Kelly chuckled under her breath. “Yeah, I bet you do. But it ain’t gonna happen. Not yet anyway.”

I tried to keep the disappointment off my face but apparently I was unsuccessful. Kelly saw it and started to laugh.

“You really are a bit of a wimp, you know that? After all you’ve done to me over the last few months, and you can’t even take a hint of discomfort?”

I dropped my eyes. I’m not going to lie, my ego was a little bit bruised.

“Not that it’s your fault,” she continued. “The only way to get used to this sort of thing is to practice it, and apparently you haven’t had any practice yet. Luckily for you, I’m a good teacher. Does that make you happy?”

I nodded but my heart wasn’t in it.

Kelly grabbed ahold of my cock and squeezed tight. “I asked you if that makes you happy?” she said. “And this time I want to believe you when you nod your head.”

I put a fake smile on my face and nodded my head, more vigorously this time.

“I still don’t believe you,” she said. “But at least you tried this time. And for that, I’m going to reward you.”

Kelly undid my zipper and carefully pulled my cock out. It was sticking out of the zipper slit, standing at attention, straight up towards the ceiling. I let out a shuddering groan now that my cock was free.

“See, your brain may not have liked what I was doing but your body did,” Kelly said as she slowly jerked my off. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen your cock this hard. Do you want me to suck it? You can answer this time. You don’t have to just nod.”

“Yes,” I said.

“Yes what?” she asked, tilting her head sideways a hair.

“Yes please,” I answered.

“Wrong,” Kelly said, smacking the side of my cock with an open palm.

I bit down on my bottom lip and held my groan in.

“Let’s try again,” she said, speaking slowly, as though to a young child. “Yes, what?”

“Yes mistress?” I said tentatively.

“That’s better,” Kelly said. “You do want me to suck your cock, right?”

“Yes mistress,” I said, more confidently this time.

“I want to hear you beg,” she said.

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

Kelly stuck out her tongue and licked the head of my cock. “Like that?” she said.

I nodded.

“What? I can’t hear you.”

“Yes mistress,” I said.

She ran her tongue of the length of my shaft, starting right above my ballsack and finishing at the tip. I shuddered deeply.

“Oh, you liked that, did you?”

I nodded.

“And I suppose you want me to take it in my mouth now, right?”

I nodded again, hoping beyond all hope that she’d start blowing me proper.

“Yeah, I bet you do,” Kelly said as she pulled my pants all the way off then grabbed ahold of my cock and used it to pull me up from the couch. “Too bad you haven’t earned it yet.”

Dragging me along by my cock, she led me out of the living room and into my bedroom, where she threw me down onto the bed. With my back lying on the covers and my head towards the ceiling, she pulled her clothes off, then climbed onto the bed, one leg on either side of my body. She walked forward until her legs were straddling my head, her hips directly above face. Her shaved pussy was glistening with wetness.

“You like what you see?” Kelly asked, staring down at me.

“Yes mistress,” I said.

“Good,” she said. “Because you’re about to get a closer look.”

Before I could figure out what she meant, Kelly was squatting down above me, lowering her pussy towards my face until it was mere inches from my mouth.

“Take a deep breath,” Kelly said, and then she dropped her pussy straight onto my mouth and nose, smothering me. “Now breath,” she said.

So I did, taking her sweet, musky odor into my lungs.

She let out a low moan and started grinding her pussy onto my face, pushing down on me. Her pussy was dripping juices, soaking my entire face.

“Stick out your tongue,” she said, her voice full of pleasure.

I did as I was told, pushing my tongue out as far as it would go and holding it there, tight and firm.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Kelly said as she ran her pussy forward and back on my face, riding my tongue with her wet snatch.

Opening my eyes, I looked up the length of her body. I was able to catch a glimpse of her leaning forward, her hands on the wall for leverage, her face screwed up in a look of intense pleasure and her hair flying everywhere as she rode my face with reckless abandon.

A string of obscenities escaped from her mouth along with her moans and groans, which were rapidly increasing in pitch and tone. “Holy fucking shit,” she said, running them together so it sound like one word. “Goddamn that feels so fucking incredible.”

Kelly grinded away on my face, pressing down harder than ever, forcing my tongue deeper inside her pussy while she hammered away at me, her body moving faster and faster and her groans growing louder and louder until her entire body seemed to be shaking above me.

She froze up for just a moment, then released in an aggressive spasm, riding my tongue for another few seconds while an orgasm coursed through her body. Juices squirted out of her pussy, drenching my face and filling my mouth. I coughed and sputtered but not before I swallowed some down.

Laughing, Kelly climbed off my face. She scooted then dropped her body down onto mine, her head just below my chin, our flesh pressed together.

“See,” she said. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“Bad?” I said. “That was fun as hell.”

“You actually liked it?”

“Hell yes,” I said. “I loved it.”

“So you wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime?”

“I’ll probably be begging you to sit on my face again next time we get together.”

Smiling, Kelly clapped her hands together. “That’s so good to hear,” she said. “I was afraid you weren’t going to enjoy me pushing you around like that.”

“Well, you were wrong,” I said. “Now, if you don’t mind—”

“Returning the favor by making you cum?” Kelly said.

I nodded.

She smiled. “It would be my pleasure. But the rules are the same. You just have to lay there and let me have control.”

“I think I can handle that.”

“Good,” she said, leaning forward to give me a kiss. “Then just sit tight and let me do my thing.”

“With pleasure,” I said.

Kelly slid down the length of my body until she was positioned between my legs. Smiling up at me, she grabbed ahold of my cock and started playing with it, slowly and gently jerking me off, still tormenting me, and having a great time doing it based on the look of joyful malice on her face.

While I stared down at her intently, she dropped her head down and took my balls in her mouth, sucking on them one at a time and then both at once while continuing to jerk me off more forcefully than before.

With both my balls still in her mouth, she leaned her head back, pulling on my sack, stretching it out as far is it would go before opening her mouth, releasing my balls with an audible pop.

I groaned loudly. She laughed at my response.

“You liked that, did you?” she said, still jerking me off as she talked.

“I don’t know if like is the right word,” I said. “But it sure as hell was intense.”

“Intense is good,” she said.

“Very good,” I agreed.

“Let’s see if we can get there again,” Kelly said, then she took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked on just the tip with her mouth while she worked my shaft with her hand.

She gradually dropped her head further and further down, bobbing on my cock faster and faster, still staring up at me the whole time. Instead of jerking me off, she’d shifted her hand so she was holding down my foreskin, increasing the sensation of her lips on my cock.

It was intense as hell, but I let her do her thing without complaint. I enjoyed relinquishing control more than I’d ever thought possible. I don’t know if it was because I got a kick out of seeing Kelly so happy or if deep down I just liked being told what to do, but I didn’t worry about it too much. At least, not at the moment. There were too many other things to worry about. Like not cumming too soon. Which was rapidly becoming a pressing issue.

Luckily, Kelly sensed my impending orgasm and slowed things down a bit. She popped my cock out of her mouth and slapped it against her tongue, then against her cheek, before climbing back up my body.

“Are you still digging on me running the show?” Kelly asked, smiling widely as she straddled me.

Smiling back, I nodded.

“It liberating, isn’t it?” she said. “Letting someone else have all the control.”

“It sure is,” I said. She had a hold of my cock and was smacking it against her pussy.

“I’m so glad you like it,” Kelly said. “Because I fucking love it. Are you ready for me to ride you like an animal?”

“I can’t wait.”

“Good,” Kelly said, lifting her body up until her pretty little pussy was hovering directly above my rock hard cock. “Because I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”

Kelly guided my cock into her soaking wet pussy, then dropped her body down, taking me deep inside her. I let out a little moan but she remained silent, staring down at me intently, maintaining tight control over herself, and by extension, me.

She bounced on my cock, moving quickly right from the start, working the entire length of my shaft, from tip to base, with rapid pumps. I put my hands on her hips for support but she grabbed my wrists and forced my arms back, holding them against the bed, one on either side of my head.

“No, no, no,” Kelly said as she fucked me while maintaining her hold on my wrists. “This show is all mine. You don’t have any say in what happens here.”

“Fine by me,” I said, turned on even more than I’d thought possible by her manhandling me like that.

“You’re damn right it is,” she said, leaning forward so her tits were in my face.

Kelly shook her chest back and forth, smacking me in the face with them. Then she released my hands and wrapped her arms around the back of my head and pulled me forward, smashing my face against her chest. She held me there, smothering me, my cock still planted deep in her pussy as she grinded her hips forward and back against me.

Eventually she released her hold on me, allowing me to fall back onto the bed. Shortly after I’d caught my breath, she slid her hands onto my chest and used them for leverage, allowing her to hammer her body down onto me with relentless intensity.

Her pussy had opened up completely and was accepting my cock deeper than it ever had before, engulfing it, her flesh slamming down onto mine, driving me into the couch with every thrust.

With her face screwed up in intense pleasure, one of Kelly’s hands slid up my chest and grabbed my throat, squeezing it, not enough to cut off my breath but enough to constrict it.

For some reason this immediately put me over the edge.

“Holyfuckingshit,” I said, making it all one word.

Kelly didn’t have to ask what was happening. We’d been together enough for her to know immediately. But she didn’t let up on me one bit.

Even as I came, shooting my seed up into her pussy, she continued riding me as aggressively as before, milking me of all my cum. I could tell from the intense look on her face that she was close to cumming again too, so I bit down on my discomfort and let her ride me until she got there too.

Luckily for me, it didn’t take long. No more than ten seconds after I’d finished, Kelly came again, not as intensely as before but still strongly enough that she let out a little yelp followed by a low moan.

After she was done she stopped bouncing on me but didn’t immediately lift herself off me. Sitting high atop me, my cock still deep in her pussy, she smiled down at me.

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

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” I said.

She rolled off me, grabbed her clothes, and started to get dressed. “Are we still on for seven o’clock?”

“This didn’t replace it?” I asked.

“Not unless you wanted it to,” Kelly replied, pulling her shirt on.

“Hell no,” I said. “I’d love to see you again tonight.”

“Then think of something fun to do,” she said as she slipped into her sandals and headed towards the door. “I have to get back. My dad’s gonna be home soon.”

She turned to blow me a kiss then walked out of my bedroom, through the living room, and out the front door.

I laughed and shook my head and wondered what I’d done in a past life to deserve this. Whatever it was, it must have been huge, because I was the luckiest man alive.

 

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OWNING MY ROOMMATE


 

In any healthy sexual relationship, things evolve over time. It usually starts off slow, with the basics, then a little experimentation, which only leads to more experimentation, and more, and more, and more, until you are doing things you’ve never even dreamed of doing with another person before.

Take me and my roommate, Penny, for example. For years we only dated men, never even thought about touching another woman. Until one night—with both of us in a funk over our current and previous shitty relationships—we started screwing around. Just kissing, at first, but pretty soon we were licking each others tits and rubbing each others pussies and eating each other out. Multiple orgasms later for each of us and we realized we’d been missing out on a whole different level of sexual experience. So we started screwing around regularly.

At first it was nothing too crazy: kissing, oral sex, fingering, occasionally getting a dildo or two involved. But as we started to get more comfortable with each other, things progressed, until one night, after we’d had a couple bottles of wine, Penny looked me straight in the eye and said, “I’m ready.”

“For what?” I asked, even though I was pretty sure I knew what she was getting at.

“I want to get dominated,” Penny said.

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. “Tonight?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Did you have anyone in particular in mind to do the dominating?” I said, hoping beyond hope that it was me but not wanting to presume too much. Penny knew that I’d dabbled as a dominatrix in my younger years but it had never come up in terms of us being together. Until now.

“I do,” Penny said, moving a little closer to me. “And it’s you. Kendra, will you dominate me tonight?”

I literally shivered in excitement and leaned in and slipped my tongue into her mouth. After we made out for a bit, I pulled away, smiling widely.

“I take it that’s a yes?” Penny said, her smile matching mine.

“That’s not just a yes,” I said. “It’s a FUCK YEAH!”

We both laughed and hugged each other.

“The only question left is how extreme do you want me to get?” I asked.

 “Nothing too crazy this time,” Penny said. “No bondage or nipple clamps or anything.”

“Fair enough,” I said.

“And definitely no dunking my head in the toilet or pissing on my or anything like that.”

“I’d never do that to you,” I said. “Not even if you asked me too. There are some things you don’t do to someone you love, no matter what.”

“I figured as much,” she said. “But I just wanted to make sure.”

“So just your basic domination starter’s kit,” I said. “Smacking, pulling hair, choking, that sort of thing.”

Penny’s eyes lit up and she vigorously nodded her head.

“And how rough do you want me to get?” I asked.

“Just use your discretion,” she replied. “I trust you.”

“Okay,” I said. “But because it’s you, I’ll probably err on the soft side a bit, so make sure you tell me if you want it harder.”

“Oh don’t worry,” Penny said. “I will. And you don’t have to take it easy on me. I kind of want to see how much I can handle.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said, my grin growing wider. “Are you ready to get started?”

“I can’t wait,” Penny said, flashing a little smile.

“Well, let’s get going then,” I said, grabbing a handful of Penny’s hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her head backwards so her face was looking up towards the ceiling.

Penny’s smile widened as she moaned in pleasure. Her eyes shone with enjoyment. I knew from experience that the look in her eyes was genuine. She was truly excited about this.

“Do you like being treated like shit?” I asked.

“I fucking love it,” Penny said.

Smiling widely, I pulled Penny’s shirt off, exposing her massive, all natural, incredible tits. Her nipples were already hard as hell from her excitement.

I fondled one of Penny’s tits and pinched her nipple, eliciting a little gasp from her. Then I slapped down on it.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” Penny said, shivering in joy. “Do it again. Except do it harder.”

So I smacked down on her tit again, a little bit harder this time.

“That’s right,” Penny said. “Just like that. But harder.”

So I slapped her tit again, harder still. And then I did it a few more times, trading off occasionally, until both of Penny’s tits were bright red.  

I was enjoying it just as much as Penny was. My pussy was already dripping wet, my panties soaked through.

After a few more smacks for good measure, I pulled up on Penny’s hair, snapping her head forward.

Penny was taking deep, heavy breaths but she was still smiling widely, obviously enjoying herself. Her eyes were glowing with pleasure.

“Are you ready for more?” I asked, our faces centimeters apart.

“I can’t fucking wait,” she replied.

I jammed my tongue into her mouth and we roughly made out for a few seconds, then I pulled away and immediately started walking, yanking Penny along by the hair behind me. I dragged her over to the wall, spun her around, and pushed her back up against it. As I stood directly in front of her, I released Penny’s hair and grabbed ahold of her throat, squeezing just a tad, nothing too extreme.

Penny’s smile didn’t fade one bit. If anything it got larger.

With one hand still around Penny’s throat I slapped her face. The sound filled the room like a gunshot.

Little red blossoms flared up on Penny’s cheek. But she still smiled.

“More?” I asked.

“Yes please,” she said.

I slapped Penny again. Then I squeezed her throat a little harder. And slapped  her face yet again.

Penny’s smile was fading but here eyes were still radiating excitement. Her whole face was turning red now as her blood flow was restricted.

“Do you want me to stop?” I said.

Penny shook her head and whispered the word no.

So I slapped Penny again. And again. And again. I was squeezing tighter now, almost completely cutting of the blood flow to her brain.

Penny’s lips were slightly apart and quivering slightly. Her eyes started to flutter and her pupils rolled back, exposing the whites of her eyes. Her head lolled slightly to the right.

I let go of her throat.

The color ran back into Penny’s face and she gasped for breath. Her smile was back in full effect. Only this time it was filled with excitement.

“That was incredible,” Penny said.

“You’re one dirty girl, aren’t you?” I said, laughing to myself.

“The dirtiest,” Penny said, reaching down to rub my pussy over my panties.

I grabbed Penny’s arm and pulled it away. “Not yet,” she said. “We’ll get to me in a little bit. But right now I want to mess with you some more.”

“If you insist,” Penny said, her tone filled with mock disappointment.

I slipped Penny’s dress off by pulling it over her head and dropped it to the ground. Then I grabbed ahold of Penny’s throat again, not really squeezing this time, just holding her in place as my free hand wandered down her flat stomach to her pretty little shaved pussy. I rubbed Penny’s pussy for a couple of seconds to get her warmed up but it was unnecessary. She was already soaking wet down there. So I stuck two fingers inside her and started finger-fucking her.

I stood there, facing Penny, staring directly into her eyes as I explored her insides with my fingers, my excitement building like a thunderstorm because of the control I had over my roommate.

Penny was looking at me with wide eyes, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, her breath growing more and more rapid as I increased the pressure and depth of my fingers inside her.

I slid another finger inside Penny while simultaneously tightening my grip on her throat, choking off the gasp that was forming on her mouth. With three fingers now inside her, I started moving my hand more quickly in and out of Penny’s pussy, my wrist angled slightly upwards to rub the edges of her clit as I finger-fucked her.

Penny’s mouth had opened slightly and little gasping sounds were escaping from her throat. Her face was slowly turning pink as the blood flow diminished.

“You like this, don’t you?” I said.

Penny nodded as much as she could in her compromised situation.

“Do you want another finger?”

She nodded.

Without releasing Penny’s throat, I slipped my pinkie inside Penny’s pussy, joining the other three fingers. It was a tight fit but Penny continued to loosen up more and more as I moved my fingers inside her.

A short time later Penny’s entire body was quivering, her legs on the verge of failing. Her head slumped to the side just a bit and her eyes fluttered. She was about to pass out.

I didn’t want that. So I released Penny’s throat but continued finger-fucking her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.

Only able to take low, gasping breaths, Penny leaned into me to keep from falling, her head on my chest.

I was the only thing holding Penny up but still I continued working her pussy, keeping her right on the edge. Her breaths were shallow and punctuated by high-pitched sounds of pleasure.

“Holy fucking shit,” Penny said breathlessly.

“Are you gonna cum?” I asked, smiling wickedly at her.

She nodded strenuously.

I started banging away at her harder than ever, using my left hand to rub at her clit while I finger-fucked her with my right.

“Just like that,” Penny said, her voice harsh and shallow. “Just like that. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

And lo and behold, a few seconds later an orgasm washed through her, soaking my fingers with her pussy juices as she came. I continued working her pussy and clit with my fingers until her orgasm had completely passed.

Once Penny had started to recover, I pulled my fingers from her pussy and slid them into her mouth so she could clean them of her own juices.

Penny licked my fingers one-by-one, until they were completely clean, staring at me the entire time. Not saying anything, just waiting for further directions.

“You wait there,” I eventually said. “I’ll be right back.”

I left Penny leaning against the wall, gasping to catch her breath, and headed into my bedroom. When I came back out I was wearing a six-inch dildo strapped to my waist.

We’d played with dildos before, many times, but never had either of us strapped one on and played the part of the male.

“Do you like what you see?” I asked Penny as I walked up to her. I was holding my dick in my hand and stroking it slowly. “Do you like my nice, hard cock?”

Smiling wickedly at me, she nodded her head.

“Good,” I replied. “Because I’ve been waiting to do this to you for a long time.”

I pressed my body up against Penny’s, my cock pushing up against her stomach.

“Stroke it,” I said to Penny.

Her hand flew down to my cock and started jerking off the dildo.

While Penny worked my cock, I slid my tongue into her mouth and started exploring around. And then I reached out and grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it roughly.

We stood there, making out, with Penny stroking my dildo while I played with her tits for a full minute before I was ready for something more.

“Enough fucking around,” I said, speaking in a demanding voice even though I was thoroughly enjoying myself. “It’s time to get down to business.”

I pushed down on Penny’s shoulders and she dropped to her knees without any resistance whatsoever.

“That’s a good girl,” I said, shifting my hands to Penny’s head and grabbing ahold of her hair, using it to hold her head against the wall.

“Are you ready to get your face fucked by my hard cock?” I asked.

Looking up at me with puppy dog eyes, Penny nodded.

“Then open your mouth,” I said.

Penny obliged, opening her mouth wide. Her eyes were gleaming as she looked up at me. She was very eager.

I grabbed ahold of the dildo strapped onto my waist and slipped it inside of Penny’s mouth and started sliding it in and out, moving slowly, not giving her much more than the tip. I gradually slipped it further inside Penny’s mouth until she was taking half of it at a time. Eventually I began to speed up my thrusts.

Penny’s lips closed around my cock.

“What are you doing?” I said as I pulled my cock out. I gave Penny a nifty little smack on the cheek, causing her eyes to widen in surprise for a moment before settling back into a look of pleasure. 

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

“No,” Penny said.

“That’s right,” I said. “I didn’t. This time keep it open, no matter what. Okay?”

Penny nodded, still smiling, as she had been all night.

I stuck my cock back inside Penny’s mouth and started pumping her face again, more aggressively this time. Gagging sounds escaped from her throat as I pummeled her mouth but she kept it open no matter how much cock I gave her.

“Good job,” I said, my tone the same as if I’d been talking to a puppy. “You’re getting the hang of it.”

My cock was extremely slippery as I gave Penny the entire thing, relentlessly slamming it in out of her throat, still holding her head against the wall with my hands.

Saliva was pouring down Penny’s chin and neck and coating her chest. Tears were dripping from her eyes and running down her cheek. But I could tell that she was still enjoying herself. As was I.

“Just one more thing and then we’ll move on,” I said, still hammering Penny’s mouth with the strap-on. “Are you ready?”

Penny nodded as best she could, considering her situation.

It was good enough for me. I pumped Penny’s throat one more time, but instead of pulling it back out right away, like I’d done every time so far, I held my cock all the way down Penny’s throat, forcing her to deepthroat me.

“Look at me,” I said.

Penny shifted her gaze upward as best she could while deepthroating me, looking up at me with tear-stained, puppy-dog eyes.

“That’s right,” I said. “Take my cock, baby. Take it all the way down your throat.”

I held the dildo there until Penny started to gag, then yanked it back out of her throat. Penny gasped for breath, followed by a deep cough, but when she turned her eyes back up to me, she was grinning widely.

“I take it you liked that?” I said.

“I fucking loved it,” Penny replied.

“So you’re enjoying things so far?”

“Fuck yeah,” she said.

“Then let’s keep things rolling,” I said, grabbing a handful of her hair and using it to drag her across the room, towards the couch.

Once there, I spun her around so she was sitting with her ass on the floor and her back against the bottom section of the couch.

“Before I fuck you proper, I need to get a little pleasure out of you myself,” I said.

“Anything you want,” Penny replied. “I’m your little fucktoy.”

Smiling, I pushed her head backwards until her face was pointed up towards the ceiling and the back of her head was resting on the cushions of the couch. Once Penny was positioned how I wanted her, I climbed up onto the couch, straddled her face with my legs, and dropped my pussy directly onto her face.

“That’s it,” I said as Penny’s tongue worked itself around in my pussy. “Work that tongue, baby. Work it.”

I gave her all of my weight, smothering her with my flesh and forcing her tongue deeper inside me. I could feel Penny struggling for breath beneath me, which just upped my pleasure.

I remained atop her face for 15 full seconds, enjoying the feel of her tongue and mouth inside and around my pussy before lifting myself off of her.

After giving Penny a few seconds to catch her breath, I dropped back down onto her face, this time adjusting my position slightly so her tongue was touching my asshole and her nose was between my pussy lips.

Growing closer towards orgasm from the feeling of power I had over Penny combined with the physical sensation of her tongue and nose in my ass and pussy, I started grinding atop her face to help myself cum. I quickly arrived right at the doorstep of an orgasm, but needed help getting myself over the threshold, so I started aggressively rubbing at my clit.

That quickly put me over the edge, and I came in a rush, drenching Penny with the pussy juices that came squirting out of my snatch. I used these juices to further lube up the dildo strapped on to my waist, then pulled myself off of Penny.

As Penny tried to catch her breath, I lifted her up onto the couch by her shoulders so she was lying lengthwise on the couch with her back to the cushions. I then positioned myself between her legs so my cock was resting atop her pussy.

“Are you ready to bring it home?” I asked, smiling at her. Biting on her bottom lip and looking up at me longingly, Penny nodded her head.

“Me too,” I said. I grabbed her legs and pushed them up towards her head, so her ankles were next to her ears.

Penny was a very flexible girl, and she knew exactly what I wanted. She grabbed her ankles and folded her legs behind her head, so her ankles were crossed over each other behind her neck.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I said, staring down at her incredibly tight, flexible body. From my perspective she was folded in half, with her soaking wet, beautiful pussy wide open and just waiting to get fucked.

“Give it to me,” she said. “Give me that fat fucking cock.”

“With pleasure,” I replied, grabbing ahold of the dildo and slipping it into her pussy.

“Goddamn that feels so fucking good,” Penny said as I started moving my hips forward and back, pumping her pussy with my strap-on. “Right there, baby. Right fucking there.”

I hammered Penny’s pussy with my cock for a bit while she moaned and groaned beneath me. I was increasing the intensity with every thrust, pounding away at her snatch while she used her hands to play with my tits and tweak my nipples.

This got me more excited, and allowed me to start fucking her harder. Plus, to up the ante a bit, I reared back and smacked her in the cheek while still fucking her.

“Fuck yeah,” she cried. “Harder! Smack me harder!”

So I did, slapping her so hard that the sound echoed about the room.

 “Just like that,” Penny said, staring up at me with intense eyes. “Keep smacking me while you fuck me.”

I couldn’t turn down a request like that, so I continued smacking away at her cheek, trading sides with every slap, while her legs trembled and her body shook and shimmied.

“More,” she said. “Give me more! Everything you’ve got! I want you to punish me. Fucking punish me!”

More excited than I’d ever been in my life from Penny’s demands, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her throat while continuing to slam my cock in and out of her pussy.

“Right there,” Penny said breathlessly. “Right fucking there!”

Squeezing harder, I pounded Penny with everything I had, my face directly above hers and staring down at her eyes as they began to flutter. My cock was pounding her pussy, our bodies smacking together with the wet, sloppy sounds of sex.

I continued fucking and choking Penny until she was damn near unconscious before abruptly releasing her throat.

Her eyes widened immediately and she gasped for breath while I hammered away at her with all my might. The combination quickly lead to another orgasm, which Penny experienced with in a gasping, intense rush, her body freezing up before exploding in a frenzy, her pussy juices squirting everywhere, forcing my cock out of her snatch.

“Come on, Penny, cum all over me,” I said, quickly sliding backwards and dropping down so my face was right in front of her pussy.

I got a couple squirts to the face, but I wanted more, so I started working her clit with my fingers, aggressively rubbing it, prolonging her orgasm.

“Holy shit!” she cried as I played with her pussy. Her legs were still wrapped around the back of her head, leaving her wide open to me. “Ohmygod, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD!”

And with that, she squirted again, this time spraying her juices all over my face, some of it getting into my mouth and the rest splashing against my flesh.

I continued working her pussy and she continued squirting for another half a minute before finally running dry.

“That was fucking incredible!” Penny said, unfolding her legs from behind her head. She sat up in the couch and pulled her knees to her chest and held them there and tried to recover.

Laughing, I picked myself up and then plopped down next to her on the couch. “You liked it, huh?”

“I fucking loved it!” she said. “That may have been the single greatest fuck of my life!” She leaned over and slipped her tongue into my mouth and we made out for a bit, gently and passionately.

“That’s good to hear,” I said after we broke things off. “I was afraid you wouldn’t like it that much.”

Penny laughed. “I wasn’t afraid. I knew you’d treat me well. And you did. Thanks, Kendra.”

“My pleasure,” I said. “Now let’s go get some food. I’m fucking starved.”

Laughing, Penny stood up, then helped me to my feet. Together, we headed towards the kitchen, still both naked, me keeping the strap-on attached. I liked having a cock. I liked it a lot.

 

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PUNISHED BY THE GIRLFRIEND

 

Matt Hoffman was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Jennifer, his live-in girlfriend of six months, was already asleep and she had to be up in four hours to go to work, so waking her wasn’t an option. Which was fine by Matt; sometimes it was just easier to jerk off anyway. He didn’t have to worry about pleasing anyone but himself.

Making sure the door to the bedroom was closed so he wouldn’t disturb Jen, Matt sat down on the couch, opened the laptop, and put it on the coffee table. After surfing the internet for a few minutes he found exactly what he was looking for: a link advertising a tiny little brunette with gigantic fake tits getting fucked in the ass. He clicked on the link and slid his cock out of his pants.

Matt was just starting to get into it when he heard the door creak open behind him. He quickly leaned forward and flipped the laptop shut, then stuffed his cock back into his pants, hoping that he wasn’t too late. The last thing he needed right now was to get in an argument with his girlfriend.

“What are you doing?” Jen asked, wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing else. It barely covered her ass and made her already long legs look even longer. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was messed up from sleeping, but that just made her look more sexy. And her nipples were hard and poking up against the cotton.

“Nothing,” Matt said, unable to take his eyes off her. He found himself wondering—as he often did—how he’d ended up with such a smoking hot chick and how long she would put up with his crap before getting rid of his ass. 

“Yeah, right,” she said. “Don’t give me that shit. You were doing something on the laptop.”

“I was just looking at fantasy football.”

“Football, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Jen came around the couch and was standing in front of him, glaring down on him. She glanced down at his groin.

“Does fantasy football usually give you a boner?”

“Actually,” Matt said, “You always say that it does.”

“Yeah, dumb question, I guess,” Jen said. “But the computer screen won’t lie. You don’t mind if I take a look, do you?”

“There’s no need,” Matt said. “I already closed the page. I had just finished up and was coming to bed.”

“Then you really won’t mind if I peek at it,” Jen said. She reached for the laptop.

Matt sat back and dropped his eyes and shook his head. There was no use trying to stop her now. He was just going to have to take his medicine like a man.

Jen flipped open the laptop. The video Matt had been watching picked up right where it had left off.

“Yeah, you were just about finished, all right,” Jen said, looking back at him.

Matt kept his mouth shut. He knew that anything he said now would just get him in more trouble.

“Well,” Jen said, surprisingly sounding more amused than pissed off. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

“What can I say?” Matt asked. “You were asleep and I was feeling it. So I decided to take care of my problem.”

“Did you even bother trying to wake me up?”

“No, I figured you just wanted to sleep.”

“Why did you think that?”

Matt shrugged.

“You know what I think?” Jen said. “I think you would rather watch some slut take it in the ass than fuck your girlfriend.”

“That’s not true,” Matt said.

“No? Then how do you explain coming home and turning on porn without even trying to wake me up.”

“I already told you—”

“Yeah, yeah,” she said. Her words were harsh but her tone said it was all in good fun. She wasn’t really all that pissed at him. “You just figured I wanted to sleep.”

“Exactly.”

“So you would rather fuck me than watch porn?”

“Of course,” Matt said.

“You’re gonna have to prove it to me,” Jen said.

“Gladly,” Matt said, starting to stand up.

Jen put her hands on her shoulders and gave him a shove, knocking him back down onto the couch. “No, no, no,” she said. “You’re just going to sit there and let me do whatever I want to you until I say you can do otherwise. That’s how you’re going to prove it to me.”

Matt tried not to smile. He loved it when Jen took charge. He only wished she did it more often. If he would have known how easy it was to get her to take charge, he would have done something like this earlier.

“Fine, fine,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Whatever you say.”

“Don’t give me that shit,” Jen said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”

“Promises, promises,” Matt said.

“Yeah, you just wait, mister. You just wait.”

And with that, Jen slipped off her t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. Matt again marveled at how smoking hot she was with her sculpted arms, gorgeous tits, washboard stomach, perfect ass and long, shapely legs.

As Matt stared at Jen, she started playing with her pussy, rubbing the outside of it with her fingers, slowly at first, before gradually picking up steam.

Matt’s cock was still hard from earlier and getting harder with every passing second. He pulled it out of his pants and started playing with it.

But Jen was having none of that. She bent over and slapped his arm away with her free hand.

“I told you to sit there and watch, not to play with your cock,” she said. “You’re being punished, not rewarded. Now don’t fucking touch it again, okay?”

“Okay,” Matt said in a disappointed tone.

Jen glared at him for a moment, then went back to work on her pussy, slipping two fingers inside it. She started fucking herself, initially taking her time before ramping things up. It wasn’t long before she was hammering her fingers in and out of her pussy, getting it wetter and wetter while her groans grew continually louder.

Looking up at her, Matt tried to keep the smile off his face but couldn’t. He was enjoying himself way too much. His dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of his pants, pointed directly towards the ceiling. It was all he could do to not start playing with it, especially with Jen standing over him, taunting him with her fingers inside her sweet pussy.

Grinning widely, enjoying herself immensely, Jen pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off. Then she spread Matt’s legs apart and stepped forward, her body in between his legs, so her pussy was directly above his cock, just inches away.

Matt reached out towards her pussy but she slapped him away again.

“Don’t touch anything,” Jen said, staring at him. Her smile had morphed into a an evil little smirk. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes mistress.”

“That’s better,” Jen said. She climbed atop the couch and straddled Him. Then she sat down on Matt’s stomach and backed her ass up until it was pushing back against his cock. She reached around her ass and grabbed his cock and started stroking it, bouncing it against her ass and rubbing it up and down her crack as she jerked him off.

“Do you like it when I torture you like this?” she asked.

“Not really,” Matt replied. While he normally loved it when Jen took control, she’d never displayed this level of dominance before. And it was making him a little uncomfortable.

Jen tilted her head slightly and glared at him.

“I mean, yes,” he said. “I like it.”

“No you don’t, but that’s okay,” Jen said. “Because I do. And tonight, that’s all that matters, right?”

“Yes, mistress,” Matt said.

“You want me to sit on it, don’t you?” she said.

Matt nodded.

“How do you ask?” Jen said.

“Please,” he said.

“Please what?”

“Please sit on my cock,” Matt said.

Jen cocked her head and gave him a look that said she was expecting more.

It took Matt a moment to figure out what else she wanted from him. Then he had it. “Mistress,” he added.

“Maybe later,” she said before releasing his cock.

Matt let out a disappointed groan and Jen laughed. Then she put her hands on her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples, squeezing them tightly.

“You like these perfect little titties, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes, mistress,” Matt said, finally starting to figure out what she wanted from him.

“Would you like to suck on them?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“Say the whole thing,” she said. “I want to hear the words.”

“Please let me suck on your tits, mistress.”

 “Very good,” Jen said. “You’re finally starting to get the hang of this. Keep it up and I may just reward you. But first, I’m going to mess with you some more.”

She pressed her tits up against Matt’s face and shook them back and forth, smacking him with them.

“Stick your tongue out,” Jen said.

Matt did as he was told.

She stuck one of her nipples directly in front of his mouth. “Lick it.”

Matt did, noting how hard her nipple already was. Jen seemed to really be getting off on this.

She stuck her nipple further into his mouth. “Now suck on it.”

Again Matt did what he was told.

“Harder,” she said.

Jen groaned as Matt sucked on her nipple with everything he had. Once it was rock-hard he switched to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him deeper into her, making it difficult for him to breath. She squeezed harder for a moment before releasing his head, her tit popping out of his mouth.

Jen leaned back and slid her ass further up his chest and laid her ankles on the back of the couch so her pussy was right in his face. Then and started playing with herself again. Her ring and index fingers moved in and out of her pussy, slid up to rub her clit, then plunged back into her snatch.

“You like watching me fuck myself, don’t you?” she said. “You like seeing me bang my tight little pussy with my fingers, right?”

“Yes mistress.”

“You want to taste it, don’t you?” she asked. “Tell me you want to taste my pussy. Beg for it.”

“Please mistress, let me taste your pussy,” Matt said. It sounded more natural than before now that he was getting used to the situation. For some reason it no longer was embarrassing to get treated like this.

“If you really want to,” Jen said. She increased the pace, hammering her fingers inside herself, getting it nice and juicy. Then she pulled them out and jammed them deep into Matt’s mouth.

He gagged for a second before sucking on them proper, tasting her familiar sweetness.

“That’s right,” she said. “Clean my fingers of my pussy juices. Suck them until they’re sparkling.”

Matt did so, running his tongue up and down each one individually.

“There you go,” Jen said. “Just like that.”

Half a minute later she pulled her fingers from his mouth.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” she said.

Matt nodded.

She smacked him in the cheek, hard enough to sting. “Didn’t you?” she said again, more intensely this time.

“I loved it,” he said, still reeling a bit from the slap. It had caught him off guard; Jen had never done anything like that to him before. He quickly added a “mistress” before she smacked him again.

“That’s good to hear,” Jen said. “Because you’re about to get the real thing, right from the source. Open your mouth.”

Matt did as he was told without hesitation. Smiling, Jen climbed to her feet so she was standing on the couch. She carefully turned around, so she was facing the same way as Matt, her ass now right in his face. With one leg on either side of his body, she backed her ass up until his head was directly beneath her spread legs, then she pushed his head back into the cushions, holding it down so his face was turned up towards the ceiling. Finally she squatted down, dropping her ass and pussy right onto his face, smothering him.

As Matt fought for breath, Jen rubbed her ass on his face, then started bouncing up and down on it. Her pussy was dropping right onto his mouth and her asshole atop his nose.

“Tongue out,” Jen said.

Matt did as he was told.

“Now hold it there,” she said.

Matt held his tongue rigid as she bounced on it, her moans growing with every thrust.

“That’s right,” Jen said, his tongue going deep inside her pussy. “Just like that, baby. Just like that.”

She started bouncing atop his face more aggressively. After half a minute, she bounced down on him one last time and held her ass down on his face, giving him her entire weight, suffocating him, forcing him to breathe her in. So he did, taking his air from her pussy as she grinded on his face, getting off on his tongue.

“Holy fuck!” Jen said, practically screaming. She shook and shimmied atop his face for a few seconds and then juices came flooding out of her pussy, soaking his face, as an orgasm passed through her.


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