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HORNY SLAVES

8 DIRTY TALES

Evan Harder

Copyright 2019 by Evan Harder


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. Adults only. 18+

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

THE FILTHY BABE

SLUTS PREFER ANAL

TWO FILTHY BABES

THE NAUGHTY TRAMP

NAUGHTIER THAN SHE LOOKS

ANAL LOVING BABE

PAYING BACK THE FREAKY BABE

SEDUCED BY A PORNSTAR (DAY THREE)


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THE FILTHY BABE 


Damon Knight is at a swanky resort in Manhattan Beach, at a charity auction for some foundation or another. After spending almost ten-thousand dollars on a couple of items, he is at the bar, drinking and cavorting with some of the other guests, when he’s approached by an incredibly hot brunette woman wearing a short, black cocktail dress. She’s got a slightly Hispanic look, with sensual lips, a rounded jaw, full cheekbones, and arresting eyes.

But while her features were soft her body was hard. Tanned skin, long, fit legs that seem to last forever because of her outfit, slender but toned arms, narrow waist, flat stomach, and an incredible pair of tits.

“Hello,” she says. “I’m Laura.”

“I’m Damon,” he replies.

“I know,” she says, smiling at him. “And I’m well aware of how much you spent tonight. The foundation really appreciates it.”

“My pleasure,” Damon says, not sure where this is going. He quickly finds out.

“In fact, we at the foundation would love to personally thank you for everything you’ve done tonight.”

“Sounds good to me,” Damon says. “What did you have in mind?”

“Let’s go back up to your suite and I’ll show you,” Laura says, taking his hand and pulling him to his feet.


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Two minutes later, Damon is sitting on the couch in his suite, still fully clothed, when Laura comes walking out of the bathroom wearing only her beige shirt, black panties, and the pumps.

“What do you think?” she asks.

“I think you’re fucking gorgeous,” he replies.

“Why thank you,” Laura says as she walks towards him. “You’re pretty damn hot yourself.”

Laura spreads his legs, and presses forward until her knees are touching the inside of his thighs. She pulls off her shirt, revealing a black lace bra beneath, then leans over as if to kiss him, but stops right before their lips touch. He leans forward to finish the connection but she flashes him a wry smile and shakes her head and pulls back.

“Not yet,” she says. “First I want to play with you a bit.”

“Sounds good to me,” Damon replies.

Standing tall again, Laura slips out of her bra, freeing up her big, perky, amazing tits. They are obviously fake but done well enough that it’s not distracting.

Laura runs her hands up the side of her body, starting at the waist and ending at her tits. Pushing on the outside of them, squeezing her tits together, she looks at Damon, who is focused on at her chest. She turns around so her back is to him, then sits down on his waist.

Moving in slow circular patterns, Laura grinds on Damon’s cock, which is still trapped behind his pants but quickly getting hard. She leans back against his chest until her head is resting on his shoulder, her ass still moving against him the entire time. His left hand reaches out and touches the side of her leg just below her hip but she grabs ahold of his arm and pushes it away. Looking back at him over her shoulder, she shakes her head.

“Not yet,” she says. “For now, keep your hands to yourself.”

As Damon nods in compliance, Laura puts her hands on his knees for balance, and bounces on his groin a couple of times before standing up and turning around to face him.

Bending over at the waist, she leans in towards him. She puts her palms on the rear cushion of the couch, one on each side of his head, and sticks her tits in his face. She grabs ahold of his head and buries it into her chest, holding it there, smothering him against her tits while she straddles his waist.

A few seconds later, Laura releases her grip on Damon, giving him a chance to catch his breath. While he refills his lungs with air, she sits back and undoes his belt. She slips it off and wraps it around his neck, pulling the end through the buckle. She tightens it against his skin but doesn’t latch it.

“Are you ready to get a little kinky?” she asks.

“I can’t wait,” he replies.

Smiling widely, Laura leans forward and gives Damon a little kiss on the lips before pulling back. With her hand still gripping the end of the belt, she leans back, putting more pressure on the belt, pulling the strap taut and tight against Damon’s skin. She stays in that position for a few seconds, choking him, before once again leaning forward, removing the pressure from his neck.

“Do you like that?” she asks.

“I love it,” he replies.

Dropping the belt, Laura leans forward and guides one of her tits into his mouth. Staring up at her, Damon goes to town on her nipple, licking and sucking and biting down on it until it’s hard. She pops that tit out of his mouth and turns her body slightly, giving him the other one. He gives it the same treatment.

Once it’s as hard as the other one, Laura backs off. Dropping to her knees on the floor, she pops the button off Damon’s pants and undoes his zipper. Leaving his pants on for the time being, she grabs ahold of his hard cock, her hand gripping the base of his shaft, and negotiates it out of his boxers. She gives the tip a single lick while her hand works his shaft. She drops down a little further, runs her tongue up the underside of his cock, starting at his balls and ending the tip. Then she slaps his cock against her tongue a couple of times and then starts to blow him proper, wrapping her lips around his cock and dropping her head down on it.

Laura works Damon’s cock like a pro, her mouth and hand operating in tandem, getting his cock nice and slippery. After a while, she releases his cock with her hand but continues working it with her mouth, taking it all the way down and holding it there for a couple of seconds before pulling off.

“Holy shit,” Damon says. “You’re pretty fucking good at that.”

Laura just smiles in return. After taking a moment to catch her breath, she sits up a little bit taller, so her tits are right in front of his cock. She grabs ahold of his cock and slaps it against one of her tits before sliding it in between them. Gripping the outside of her tits, she squeezes his cock in between them, then starts bouncing up and down on it, titty-fucking him.

Working quietly and intently, Laura increases the intensity, smashing her tits on his groin before coming back up. Her tits are so big that they practically engulf his cock. Only the tip is visible and only for a moment when she’s at the absolute lowest point.

Afraid that he’s going to blow his load too soon, Damon pulls his cock out from between Laura’s tits.

She knows exactly what’s going on. “It felt that good huh?”

“Too fucking good,” he replies. “We don’t want this night to be over with before it starts in earnest.”

“I agree,” Laura says. “There’s a lot more I want you to do to me before we call it a night.”

“Same here,” Damon says. He grabs her chin he leans forward and sticks his tongue in her mouth for a moment then stands up, leaving her on the floor. He steps out of his pants and slips his shirt off, then steps forward until her head is right underneath his cock.

Laura knows exactly what he wants. She grabs ahold of his cock and starts jerking him off while her mouth goes to work on his balls. She licks his sack and then takes his balls in her mouth, sucking on one of them for a little bit before switching over to the other.

“You like that, don’t you?” Laura asks after popping his balls out of her mouth.

“Hell yeah,” Damon says breathlessly.

She goes back to blowing him proper, her head moving back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. After a while he pulls his cock out of her mouth, grabs the shaft, and slaps the head against her cheek a couple times. Gripping a handful of her hair, he turns her head sideways and slides his cock into her mouth, pushing it in until the tip is pressing against the inside of her cheek hard enough to force it to stick out, making her look like a chipmunk storing a nut. He smacks her protruding cheek with his palms a couple of times before sliding his cock back out.

Laura shifts her head so she’s once again facing him straight on. Then she slips his cock into her mouth once again. Grabbing the back of her head with both hands, Damon continues pressing his hips forward, forcing Laura to deepthroat him. Once his entire cock has disappeared into her mouth, he holds her head in place, her nose pushing up against his abdomen, her chin smashed up against his ballsack. He holds her there until she starts to gag and cough before letting her go.

After Laura catches her breath, he helps her to her feet and leads her back to the couch. Damon sits down while she slips out of her panties. Then she climbs onto the couch next to him, turning sideways so both her knees are on the couch. Sitting perpendicular to him, her ass sticking up in the air just to his right, she drops down and takes his cock in her mouth. He reaches over and slaps her on the ass, then runs his hand around the back of her and slides two fingers into her wet pussy, eliciting a soft groan from Laura.

While Laura sucks his cock, Damon bangs away at her pussy, his fingers moving in and out of her more and more quickly. Her groans growing louder, Laura attacks his cock with more intensity, bouncing her head up and down to match the speed that he’s working her pussy.

They continue working each other faster and faster until both are ready to blow. At that point, Damon pulls his fingers out of Laura’s pussy and she lifts her head off his cock.

Staring into his eyes, Laura says, “Are you ready to get down to business?”

“I can’t wait,” he says.

Her eyes glowing with excitement, Laura climbs to her feet her and throws one leg over Damon’s body so she’s straddling him, facing away from him, her ass right in his face. He leans forward, spreads her ass cheeks with his hands, and starts licking her pussy. She bounces her ass back against his face a couple of times, forcing his tongue deeper inside her snatch. Then she pulls away, putting her feet on the floor in between his spread legs, her ass still facing him.

With her palms on his thighs for support, Laura squats down, guiding her pussy onto Damon’s cock, which is sticking straight up into the air without any help. Once his cock is inside of her, she doesn’t even bother taking things slow, bouncing up and down on him quickly, giving him her entire weight at the bottom of every thrust.

Groaning wordlessly, Laura impales herself on Damon’s cock, hammering away at him without mercy. Repaying her for her aggression, Damon slaps her ass repeatedly, but that only serves to fuel her intensity.

As she slams herself into him even harder, Damon slides his hand up to her huge breast and starts smacking away at it. This doesn’t slow her down either, however. She just continues bouncing on him as hard and fast as she can.

Desperate to get her to slow down for fear of cumming too soon, Damon grabs ahold of her arms and yanks them backwards, locking her elbows out and pinning her arms together at the wrist.

With her arms trapped behind her, Laura finally slows things down a bit. Damon pushes up on her wrists, putting more pressure on her elbows, forcing her to lean forward. She stops bouncing on his cock but continues grinding against it, her ass moving forward and back, shifting the angle of his cock constantly.

“Do you like that?” he asks. “Do you like getting manhandled?”

“I fucking love it,” she cries.

“I though you would,” he says. “You look the type.”

After another half a minute of this, Damon releases her arms but grabs ahold of her hair and yanks down, lifting her chin to the ceiling and arching her spine backwards.

Laura lets out a sharp yelp of pleasure and stops moving against him. She just sits there for a couple of seconds, his cock planted deep inside her pussy. Damon releases her hair and lifts Laura off of him. She quickly turns around and bends over at the waist, keeping her legs straight.

“I want to lick my pussy juices off of your cock.”

“Be my guest,” Damon says.

Laura takes Damon’s cock in her mouth and sucks her pussy juices off of it, then climbs back onto the couch and straddles him. Leaning forward, she sticks her tits in his face. Damon latches on to one of them with his mouth while she guides his cock into her pussy. Once it’s inside her, she starts bouncing on his cock, moving more slowly than before in order to allow him to continue sucking on her tits.

Damon reaches around Laura’s hips and grabs ahold of her ass cheeks and spreads them wide then starts doing some of the work himself, holding her in place while he lifts his hips up and down repeatedly, slamming his cock deep inside of her pussy.

Laura sticks her middle finger in her mouth to get it lubed up, then reaches back and sticks it in her asshole. Damon runs his hands back up to her tits and pushes up on them, forcing her to arch her back.

They both hammer away at each other, Damon moving his hips up as Laura slams them down, allowing deeper penetration. She’s practically hyperventilating as she slides her finger in and out of her asshole.

Laura hammers down into him one final time and holds her body there, his cock planted deep in her pussy, her finger knuckle-deep in her asshole. Her eyes are turned up to the ceiling as her body tenses for a moment. She bites down on her bottom lip, her face screwed tight, holding her breath for a moment before she lets it out with a burst and a low guttural moan. Her body quivers for a moment as an orgasm slams through her.

Still sitting on his cock, Laura pulls her finger from her asshole and sticks it in her mouth. Looking down on Damon, their eyes locked together, she sucks her ass juices off her finger until it’s clean.

“I love the taste of my ass,” she says. “What about you, big boy? Do you want to taste my ass?”

“I’d love to,” Damon says.

“Then what are you waiting for?” Laura asks. “It’s ready to get licked. But first my pussy needs a little bit of love from your tongue.”

“My pleasure,” he says.

With excitement in his eyes, Damon lifts Laura up and dumps her onto the couch and climbs to his feet. Standing over her, he flips her over so she’s on her back, then grabs her legs and spreads them wide. He drops to his knees and buries his face in her pussy.

Damon goes to town on Laura, licking her snatch, flicking his tongue all around, then sliding it deep into her. She reaches down, grabs the back of his head, and pulls him towards her, smashing his face against her pussy.

Laura holds them there, smothering him with her flesh while he continues to explore her insides with his tongue. She releases his head, giving him a chance to breathe. While he catches his breath, she throws her legs back and hooks her arms underneath them to keep them in place, opened wide to him. She adjusts on the couch so her hips are raised, exposing her asshole to him.

After a couple of deep breaths,  Damon dives back in, this time going straight for Laura’s asshole. With his hands on her ass cheeks, holding them wide, he runs  his tongue around her anus in circles, getting it nice and wet with his saliva. While she groans in pleasure, he slips the tip of his tongue into her asshole. Keeping it rigid, he slides his tongue in and out of her asshole, forcing it deeper and deeper, opening her up wider with every pass.

As the intensity of Laura’s moans increase, she closes her eyes and throws her head back so her face is looking up towards the ceiling.

“That’s it, that’s it,” she says. “Work that asshole, work it baby.”

Her asshole gaping now, Damon replaces his tongue with two fingers. They slide in easily, with just a hint of resistance. Laura’s head snaps down, her eyes wide.

“Holy fucking shit,” she says. “That’s what I’m talking about. Keep it going. Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.”

Damon works his fingers in and out of her asshole, moving them slowly but surely, spitting on them occasionally to keep them nice and lubed up. Eventually he slides his fingers all the way inside her asshole until they disappear completely. Holding them there, deep in her asshole, he explores her insides with his fingers.

With his free hand, Damon slaps Laura’s ass a couple of times, then once again starts licking her pussy. Working her asshole with his fingers and her pussy with his tongue, Damon takes Laura to new heights, her legs quivering, her body shucking and jiving, her mouth rattling off a string of obscenities.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screams. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

A few seconds later, Laura’s body tenses up for a moment, then releases in a vast, extreme shudder that lasts a full five seconds, drenching his face with her juices as she cums again.

“Goddamn that felt fucking good!” she says quickly. “Now stick your cock in me. I want you to fuck me some more.”

“As you wish,” Damon says.

He slips his fingers out of her ass and pulls his tongue out of her pussy and stands up. While Laura continues holding her legs back, he slides his rock-hard cock into her soaking wet pussy.

Laura’s breath catches in her throat as Damon enters her and starts pounding away. She looks up at Damon with eyes radiating need, so he turns up the intensity, giving her his entire cock in fast, brutal thrusts.

Leaning forward just a bit, he slides the fingers that were in her pussy into her mouth. Once she’s sucked them dry, he trades hands, giving her the fingers that were in her ass. These he pushes deep into her mouth, causing her to gag and cough.

Damon pulls his fingers out of Laura’s mouth and lightly smacks her cheek a couple times before sticking them back in. He hooks them behind her bottom teeth and pulls down, opening her mouth, putting pressure on her jaw while he continues hammering away at her.

A short time later, Damon is ready for more. He slips his cock out of her pussy and climbs up onto the couch. Standing above her with his feet on the seat cushions, pinning her legs back by her head with his own, he slides his cock into her mouth.

Holding Laura’s head against the back of the couch with his hands, Damon face-fucks her, giving her his entire cock in fast, deep strokes. Staring down at her, he watches as his cock goes in and out of her mouth, her eyes turned up towards his.

“That’s right,” he says. “Take it. Take the whole fucking thing like that slut that you are.”

Damon slams his cock into her mouth one last time and holds it there, his cock planted deep in her throat. Once she starts to gag, he pulls it back out and climbs off the couch.

“Are you ready for my cock in your ass?” Damon says.

With her bottom lip between her teeth, Laura nods vigorously. “Give it to me,” she says. “I need it.”

Damon grabs Laura by the ankles and pushes her legs back, tilting her body backwards, lifting her ass further up off the couch. Holding her ankles on either side of her head, pinning them to the rear cushion of the couch, he shifts his hips until the tip of his cock is touching her asshole.

Laura grabs ahold of his cock, gripping the base to keep it in place, allowing him to slide it into her asshole without using his hands. A deep, animalistic sound escapes from her mouth as his cock slowly makes its way into her asshole.

Damon only works it halfway in before letting up on the pressure, sliding it back a bit before moving forward again. He continues giving her only half of his cock at a time, taking things slowly, giving her a chance to loosen up.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” she says. “I love the feel of your cock in my ass.”

Laura runs her hand down her stomach and slips two fingers into her pussy. She starts finger-banging herself while Damon fucks her ass.

The attention she’s paying to her pussy seems to relax her, as her asshole loosens up further to accept even more of his cock.

Damon takes advantage, planting it three quarters of the way inside her before pulling back. She starts hammering away on herself with more aggression, which relaxes her asshole even more.

“That’s right,” Laura says. “Give me the whole fucking thing. I want to feel your entire cock in my ass.”

Still fucking her ass with slow, deliberate thrusts, Damon forces his cock all the way inside her asshole, giving it to her balls-deep. Laura’s asshole loosened up now, Damon starts increasing the speed, pumping her ass without limitations.

Damon gives Laura his entire cock from tip to base, fucking her with a good pace but not really laying into her yet. She pulls her fingers out of her pussy and brings them to her mouth. Then she sucks them dry, looking directly at him while she does so.

“My pussy tastes great,” she says. “But what I really want to taste is my asshole.”

Damon gets the hint, pumping her ass a couple more times before sliding his cock out of her asshole and scrambling up the couch.

Laura opens her mouth to accept Damon’s cock and he slides it in, holding his body relatively still while she licks his cock clean of her ass juices.

Once that’s done, she takes his cock further into her mouth, again deepthroating him, this time on her own.

A good five seconds later Laura pulls off. Damon’s cock is glistening with her saliva as he climbs back down off couch.

Laura hooks her arms around her legs and rolls back on the couch until all her weight is on her shoulders and her ass is sticking up in the air. Bending down, Damon grabs ahold of her ass cheeks and spreads them wide and slides his tongue into her asshole, pushing it as far as it will go.

As Laura moans and shimmies and beneath him, Damon bounces his face up and down, forcing his tongue further and further into her asshole. She grabs ahold of one of her tits and sticks the nipple in her mouth and sucks on it while squeezing the other one with her fingers.

Damon slaps her on the ass with both hands, hard enough to make her flinch, and slips his tongue out of her asshole. He slips his fingers into it again, this time giving her three of them to loosen her up even further. After slamming all three fingers deep into her asshole a few times, he’s ready to head into the final stretch.

Damon puts one foot up on the couch, grabs ahold of his cock and slides it into Laura’s asshole. He then puts his other foot onto the couch, giving him a much better angle. Leaning forward he grabs on to the back of the couch and he uses it for leverage as he slams his cock in and out of her asshole.

As Laura moans repeatedly beneath him, Damon pummels her ass, giving her his entire weight at the bottom end of every thrust, eliciting a heavy grunt from her every time.

Damon hammers away at Laura, his balls slapping up against her ass, her body being driven further into the couch. She’s screaming wordlessly now, her expression a mixture of extreme pleasure mixed in with just a hint of distress. It’s this look more than anything that pushes him over the edge.

She sees that look on his face and knows what it coming next. Namely, him.

“Cum inside me,” Laura says, barely able to get out the words. “I want to feel your sperm inside my asshole.”

Damon has no problem with this. None at all. He pounds Laura a couple more times, then his body clutches up for a moment before his cock releases his sperm deep in her ass. He continues fucking her, extracting every last bit of his cum from his cock before lifting his body up off of her and letting his cock slide out of her asshole.

Laura rolls off the couch and onto her feet. Squatting, her ass right above the hardwood floor, she waits for his cum to drip out of her asshole.

“You want to see something nasty?” she asks.

“Hell yeah,” Damon says. He has a pretty good idea what’s coming next and can’t wait to see it.

A couple seconds later, he gets his wish.

As Laura continues squatting, a few drops of his cum slip out of her asshole and fall to the floor. She slides her index finger into her ass and moves it around in little circles, helping the process along. Moments later a stream of white sperm exits her asshole, creating a little pool on the hardwood floor.

Once her asshole is completely drained of Damon’s cum, Laura gets down on her hands and knees. Bending over, she drops her face towards the floor until her mouth is directly above the pool of white, mere centimeters away. After glancing up at Damon one last time, she sticks her tongue out and licks up the sperm, using her fingers to help her transfer all of it into her mouth.

After she has every last bit in her mouth, Laura tilts her head back so her eyes are facing the ceiling and swallows Damon’s cum. Looking back at him, she gives him a wink.

He laughs and shakes his head. Laura certainly was one hell of a dirty girl.

 

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 SLUTS PREFER ANAL


I’ve always been lucky when it comes to women. I’m not quite sure why. I’m a decent enough looking fellow, a shade over six feet tall and 170 pounds with an in-shape body of a natural athlete who spends a lot of time outdoors, but I’m certainly nothing special. But for some reason, there’s something about me that draws a specific type of woman. Namely, sluts.

Every since I was a teenager they flocked to me. In high school, college, and now into my late twenties, I routinely get approached by women who just want to fuck. Most of the time it’s just a one-time thing, with no complications or commitments. At times it has turned into something more, but every time a hook-up morphed into a relationship it fizzled out pretty quickly. Again, I’m not sure why. But for some reason I just wasn’t relationship material.

Which was fine by me. The way I see it, relationships are more trouble than they’re worth. I was perfectly content to have single nights (or afternoons) with women and then move on. And I was lucky enough that I never had a shortage of suitors.

Like Gina, for example.

There I was, just minding my own business in line at the coffee shop after work, getting myself a cup of coffee to help me through the evening, when I first saw her. She was a  platinum-haired beauty, standing right behind me in line, wearing super-short cut-off jean shorts. She had dark eyes, full lips, perfect skin and a rockin’ body that she obviously wasn’t afraid to show off.

Once glance and I turned away, not wanting to stare. I’m a pretty nice guy, relaxed and mellow, but I’m not real outgoing. I don’t generally start up conversations with strangers. But apparently she had no such reservations.

“Quite a wait, huh?” she said, talking to me as if we were old friends right from the get-go.

“Yeah,” I said, trying to return the vibe. “Pretty typical for this place.”

“I know, but still, today seems longer than usual,” she said. “At least I’ve got some decent scenery to look at.”

I gave her a slightly confused look.

“What?” she said. “You don’t think you’re good-looking?”

“I don’t know,” I said, not sure where this was going and not wanting to make a fool of myself with a complete stranger, especially one as hot as she was. “I’ve never really thought about it much.”

“Oh, bullshit,” she said, laughing. “Everyone thinks about what they look like.”

“True,” I said. “But I’m not really concerned with it too much.”

“I can tell,” she said. “Otherwise you’d shave every once in a while, or wash your hair.” Before I could object, she continued on. “But you know what? I like that. Too many people worry about what everyone else thinks these days.”

“I agree,” I said as the line moved forward. It was my turn to order. I did, then asked my new friend what she wanted. “My treat,” I told her.

“Why thank you,” she said after placing her order. “I’m Gina, by the way.”

“I’m Tyler,” I said. “And it’s the least I can do,” I said.

“And what’s the most?” she asked, flashing me a mischievous grin.

“What do you mean?”

“What do you think I mean?” she said, her grin growing wider.

“I have no idea,” I said.

Before the conversation could go any further, the barista called out our names.

“Care to sit down with me and talk some more, Mister Tyler?”

“I’d be delighted,” I said.

“It’s hard to find a good man these days,” she said shortly after we’d sat down. We were outside, at the table in the corner of the patio, away from the rest of the patrons.

“Most guys are trash,” I said, still not sure exactly where this was going. I had a few ideas, but I didn’t want to presume too much for fear of getting disappointed.

“Tell me about it,” she said. “Of course, I don’t exactly set myself up for success most of the time.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I generally don’t go about picking up guys the traditional way.”

“How do you go about them?” I asked.

“Well, if I want a guy, I’ll just go up to him and ask if he wants to fuck.”

I’m not going to lie, it took some effort to keep my coffee down when she said that. But eventually I managed to ask: “What if the guy says no?”

“Then I go on to the next one,” she said. “But that doesn’t happen very often, believe me.”

“Oh, I do,” I said. “So, is that what you’re doing right now? Asking me if I want to fuck?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know yet. It depends.”

“On what?”

“On you,” she said.

“How so?”

“Well, I’m pretty picky,” she said.

“About what?”

“Cocks. They have to be certain size or I’m not really interested.”

“Is that right?”

She nodded.

“But how do you know how big it is before you get their clothes off?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “There are a whole bunch of different ways. Sometimes I take them to the men’s room and get a little peek. Or the corner of the building. But usually I just do this.”

She reached beneath the table and grabbed ahold of my cock, grasping it through my pants, right there at the patio of coffee shop. Luckily I was pretty hard just from talking to her.

“Well,” I said after she’d let go. “What do you think?”

“Very impressive,” she said.

“Is it big enough for you?”

“Oh yes.”

“So does that mean . . .”

“That I’m going to ask you if you want to fuck me?” she finished.

I nodded.

“It does indeed,” she said.  “But I have to tell you, if you can’t handle butt sex, don’t even bother. I don’t like men who don’t like butt sex.”

“Butt sex? You mean anal?”

“Yep,” she said. “Because that’s really all I want. If you really, really want to, you can stick your cock in my pussy every once in a while, but only as foreplay. But if it were up to me you’d be fucking just my ass and nothing else. Do you think you can handle that?”

“I think I can manage,” I said.

“And, of course, I like to give blow jobs too,” she said.

“Really?” I said. This girl was too good to be true.

“Hell yeah. I get more excited blowing you than I do if you munch on my cunt. That’s so boring.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Completely,” she said, flashing me a nasty little smile.

“Then what the hell are we waiting for,” I said, grabbing her hand and turning towards the door. “Let’s go back to my place for a blow job and butt sex.”

 

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I’d barely had time to shut the front door of my place closed before Gina was dropping to her hands and knees in front of me. She hadn’t even bothered to take any of her clothes off, which didn’t bother me in the least. I had no problem getting dirty without getting naked. In fact, I preferred it. There was just something about it that seemed nastier.

Immediately after dropping to her knees, Gina worked my belt. She had it unbuckled in moments, followed by my top button, and then my zipper. She yanked my pants and boxers down, dropping them to my ankles, then wrapped her hand around my shaft and sucked on the head of my cock. Bobbing her head forward and back, maintaining eye contact the whole time, she worked my shaft with her hands while her mouth went to town on the tip.

It wasn’t long before Gina’s mouth was going further and further down, taking more and more of my cock in her mouth. Her hand still worked the shaft, moving in conjunction with her mouth to create the perfect amount of pressure to maximize stimulation without making me cum.

After a full minute of blowing me without pause, Gina slid my cock from her mouth. Gathering up some saliva, she spit on my cock and started working it in with her hands while she continued looking up at me.

“Do you like how I suck your cock?” she said in that sexy-as-hell little girl voice of hers.

“I fucking love it,” I replied.

“Do you want me to take it further down?” she asked.

I nodded again.

Smiling, Gina again took my cock in her mouth. This time she blew me proper, taking my cock halfway down before bobbing her head back up then going down again, over and over and over, her lips sliding over my shaft, helped by the copious amounts of saliva she was generating.

It was the sloppiest blow job I’d ever gotten; my cock was practically white with her spit. It was getting everywhere, all over her face, her chin, her neck, dripping onto her chest, the floor, even my leg. The sounds coming from her mouth were wet and juicy and labored, gagging and coughing equally as my cock continued sliding in and out of her mouth.

Gina was a machine, blowing me for a good thirty seconds straight before coming up for air. Even then she took one big breath and went back down for more, this time taking my cock even deeper than before, practically deepthroating me with every pump.

She blew me in long, fast pumps, her hair flying everywhere and saliva pouring out of her mouth, making my cock a wet, sloppy mess. After another full minute of non-stop sucking, she wrapped her arms around my waist and used my body to hold herself in place as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep inside her throat.

Gina deepthroated me for a few seconds before gagging and coughing and letting my cock slide out of her mouth. She took a moment to catch her breath then looked up at me, smiling widely.

“What did you think of that?” she asked.

“It was fucking incredible,” I replied.

“With your help I could hold it for longer,” she said.

“Tell me what I need to do.”

“Just put your hands on the back of my head and hold my head in place,” Gina said.

“For how long?” I asked.

“As long as you want,” she replied, her smile growing wider.

“What if you can’t breathe.”

Gina laughed. “That’s kind of the point.”

“But what if I hold you there for too long?”

“You won’t,” she said. “Trust me.”

“All right,” I said. “If you insist.”

Gina opened her mouth and turned her eyes up towards mine.

“Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”

I didn’t have a good answer for that, so I pulled her head towards me and pushed my hips forward at the same time, forcing my cock into her mouth. I kept on pushing until my entire cock had disappeared inside her mouth. I could feel it touching the back of her throat.

She held me there for a good six seconds before starting to cough. It tickled my cock, her coughing while it was planted in her throat. I almost pulled away but continued to hold on, remembering what she’d said. It just felt too good to let go.

A few seconds later Gina coughed again, following it with a deep gag. This time I pulled back, yanking my cock from her throat.

“Are you all right?” I asked as she gulped in air.

“I’m fine,” she said, smiling up at me. Saliva was dripping down her chin and her mascara was running down her cheek.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” she said. “I could have taken a lot more.”

“Really?” I said, surprised.

Gina nodded. “Just because I was gagging doesn’t mean I was done,” she said.

I laughed and shook my head in amazement. I had no idea there were actually women out there like Gina. I thought they only existed in fiction.

“Well, what do you think?” she said. “Care to give it another go?”

“With pleasure,” I said, pushing my hips forward, sliding my cock into her mouth once again. I forced it as far as it would go, until her nose was pressing up against my stomach. Pulling on the back of her head, I held her in place as she deepthroated my cock, her eyes miraculously still turned up towards mine.

Eight seconds in she started to gag. But I held her head in place, just as she’d instructed. A few seconds later she coughed, then followed that with another gag. But still I held on.

Gina’s eyes were still somehow looking up at me. They were filled with pleasure even as they leaked tears, and I knew she still had more in her.

She coughed again, and this time instinctively started to pull back. But still I held her in place, testing her limits, seeing how much she could actually take. Another gag, a deeper one this time, followed by a river of spit dripping out of her mouth and onto the floor. Still I didn’t let go.

But the last gag had somehow allowed my cock even deeper access to Gina’s throat, something I’d not thought possible. And this new depth brought with it a different sensation, an evenly distributed pressure that was unbearable. Where moments ago I still had complete control of myself, now, just like that, I was mere seconds away from completely losing it.

And so, nearly twenty seconds into what was by far the greatest deepthroat of all time, I quickly backed away, yanking my cock out of Gina’s throat in a heartbeat.

She immediately started gasping for air as more saliva poured out of her mouth.

“I still could have taken more,” Gina said after she’d caught her breath, her grin as wide as ever.

“Maybe you could have but I couldn’t,” I said. “Another couple seconds and I would’ve came right there in your mouth.”

“Then it’s a good thing you pulled back,” she said, her smile growing wider as she stood up. “Because you would’ve been in deep trouble if you finished up before giving me a good ass reaming.”

“I figured as much,” I said.

“So does that mean you’re ready?” Gina asked.

“Ready for what?” I replied, messing with her a little bit.

“You know,” she said.

“Tell me,” I said. “I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to put your cock in my ass,” she said, whispering into my ear. “And then I want you to fuck me until you’re ready to explode.”

“Beg for it,” I whispered back.

“Please fuck my ass with your cock,” Gina said, her pleading voice making me literally tingle with excitement. “I’m begging you,” she continued. “I need you to ravage my ass with your huge, hard cock. Please, please, please?”

“Okay,” I said, feigning reluctance. “If you insist.”

“Oh, I do,” Gina said, nodding her head vigorously. “I do, I do.”

She turned around and slipped her shorts off and dropped to her hands and knees. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her back was arched and her ass was sticking up in the air, revealing revealing the butt plug she’d had in her ass for at least the last hour, if not longer. Until now it had been concealed by her shorts.

“Holy shit, how long has that been in there?” I asked, marveling in amazement.

“The whole fucking day,” Gina said. “I never leave home without my buttplug.”

I laughed and shook my head. “You truly are one dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

Instead of answering, she reached back and yanked the butt plug out of her asshole, leaving it gaping wide open.

“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” I said.

“You like my gaping asshole, do you?”

“I fucking love it.”

“Do you want to stick your cock in it?”

I nodded.

“Then come and get it,” Gina said, giving herself a smack on the ass. “Destroy my asshole with that huge fucking cock of yours.”

“With pleasure,” I said, grabbing ahold of my cock and sliding it into her gaping asshole.

Gina let out a little gasp and I uttered a low moan as I entered her. “God dammit that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so fucking tight inside my asshole.”

“Yes it does,” I agreed as I moved my hips slowly forward and back, taking things slowly at first. “It feels fucking incredible.”

“Give me more,” Gina said, working her ass back against my cock, forcing it deeper inside her. “I want it all.”

“You do it,” I said. “Fuck my cock with your ass.”

“Like this?” she said, slamming her hips back almost hard enough to knock me over. “Is that how you want it?”

“Just like that,” I said, bracing myself. “As hard as you want.”

And she did, hammering her ass back, forcing my cock balls-deep inside her asshole. Her ass cheeks bounced off my hips, rippling in waves as our flesh smacked together.

At one point, Gina got a little too aggressive with my cock, popping it out of her ass. “Put it back in,” she begged. “Put that big cock back in my tiny little ass.”

So I did, slipping it effortlessly back into her asshole. The tip had barely even entered her when she started slamming back into me again, picking up right where she’d left off moments ago.

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath as she continued working her ass back against my cock.

“You like that?” she said, turning her upper body around so she could look at me. “You like it when I work your huge cock into my tight little asshole?”

“I fucking love it,” I said, giving her a smack on the ass to punctuate things.

Gina smiled and nodded her head. “Do it again,” she said.

So I did, smacking her other cheek this time.

“Don’t stop,” she said. “Keep slapping my ass.”

I smacked it again, first one cheek, then the other.

“That’s it,” Gina said. “Harder. Make my ass fucking red.”

I honored her request with pleasure, smacking away with my palm, each blow sounding like a gunshot in the small room.

Gina put her head down and let out a low, guttural groan, still backing her ass against me all the while. Then she slammed back one last time and held it there, my cock buried deep in her asshole, my hips grinding against her ass cheeks.

Her groan rose in intensity and then her body began to shake uncontrollably, shucking and jiving for a full five seconds before falling still. Then she took a moment to catch her breath

“Holy shit that was a huge orgasm,” Gina said, looking back at me once again, her face filled with joy. “Getting fucked in the ass makes me cum so fucking hard.”

I laughed and shook my head softly. “Where did you come from?” I said. “And where have you been my whole life?”

Gina flashed me a wide smile and gave me a wink. “I want to taste my ass,” she said. “Can I clean your cock off with my mouth?”

“Be my guest,” I said.

Gina crawled forward slowly, sliding her ass off my cock inch by inch, until it was completely free of her asshole. Then she turned her body around so her head was right in front of my cock. It was still as hard as ever and sticking straight out, flat as a board, with no limp whatsoever.

“Pretty damn impressive,” she said before opening her mouth wide and sliding my cock into her mouth without using her hands.

“Right back at you,” I said under my breath as she moved her head forward and back, taking a little bit deeper each time, cleaning my cock of her ass juices.

Gina’s head was turned up towards mine, our eyes locked together as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep in her throat.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said, my knees buckling just a bit as she continued to effortlessly deepthroat me.

This time, only seven seconds passed before I backed away, unable to take it anymore without shooting my load. It was one thing to keep from cumming when being deepthroated at the beginning of the session, before any real fucking had happened, but after fucking Gina’s ass for while, it was exponentially harder to maintain my composure.

Smiling, she grabbed my cock and smacked it against her cheek while she caught her breath. “You liked that, did you?” she asked.

“A little bit too much,” I replied.

“So I take it you don’t want me to do it again?”

“Not unless you want me to shoot my load down your throat.”

“I told you before, it’s not that I don’t want that,” she said, a devilish smile on her lips. “It’s just that I don’t want that right now.”

“Well then, you’d better not deepthroat me again until you do want that.”

“Fair enough,” she said. “But can I let you fuck my ass some more?”

“If you insist,” I said with mock disappointment. “But this time I want to see the look on your face while I’m inside you.”

“I think we can arrange that,” Gina said. She climbed to her feet and flopped onto the couch, facing me, her ass right on the edge of the couch and her head about halfway down the rear cushions.

As I stood over her, she grabbed ahold of her legs and pulled them back and towards her until her feet were up by her head, tilting her body back so her ass was up in the air and leaving her wide open to me. She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, then ran her hands down her body. She took one ass cheek in each hand and pulled, opening herself up even further. Her pussy was dripping wet and her asshole was wide open.

“It’s waiting for you,” Gina said, smiling up at me. “My asshole is gaping and just waiting for you to fuck it.”

“Then let’s give it what it wants,” I said, spreading my legs and bending my knees so my cock was at the same level as her asshole.

“Yes,” she said, nodding. “Let’s indeed.”

I grabbed ahold of my rock-hard cock and slid it into her asshole. It went in easily, without any resistance whatsoever, which wasn’t a big surprise based on how loose it already was from the early fucking it had taken. I gave her my entire cock, balls deep, right from the get-go, hammering it in and out of her in long, slow, rhythmic thrusts.

“Yeah, bury that cock in my ass,” Gina said, staring up at me, looking me directly in the eyes with no shame whatsoever. “That’s right. Just like that. It feels so good, so fucking good.”

I agreed completely with her but was too busy concentrating on keeping things rolling smoothly to answer. Besides, the less I talked the more Gina did, and I definitely liked hearing her voice more than my own.

In the middle of one particularly aggressive series of thrusts, my cock slid out of her pussy right before I was about to hammer it back into her. My cock ran over the top of her pussy and my balls slammed into her asshole, causing me to flinch in discomfort. With my cock lying atop her flesh and my balls still pressing against her asshole, I took a moment to gather myself.

“A little too aggressive there, huh?” Gina said, smiling as always.

“Just a bit,” I said.

She shifted her hand down and grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze.

I sucked my breath in, not sure how much pressure she was going to put on them.

Gina laughed. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I just want to try something. Do you mind?”

“Be my guest,” I said. So far she hadn’t done anything to me that had felt less than awesome and I didn’t expect her to start now. But still, I could feel a hint of trepidation. Which was my normal reaction when someone had their hand around my sack. After all, there was a fine line when it came to that area of a man, and it was real easy to cross it.

But what Gina did caught me totally off-guard. It was something I’d never had done, in fact, I hadn’t seen it or heard of it happening either.

With hands as skilled as a surgeon, Gina isolated my testicles and pinched off my sack right above it, making a little package with the skin pulled tight around it. Then she guided the little package into her still-gaping asshole.

It was an incredibly tight fit, far tighter than my cock, and with her asshole squeezing my balls on all sides simultaneously, nearly unbearable. I don’t know about most guys, but testicles were infinitely more sensitive than my cock, and having both of them stuffed into her asshole had me close to tears. As it was, my foot was tapping on the floor and I was biting down on my bottom lip, trying to keep from groaning.

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath while Gina grinned like a demon up at me. She was clearly enjoying my discomfort. And I wasn’t particularly surprised. I’d suspected she was a bit of a sadist right from the beginning. Which is one of the things I liked most about her.

“Too much for you?” she said.

I shook my head. And it wasn’t. For as painful as it was, it felt great too. Intense as hell and fucking incredible. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced; right on the razor’s edge of pleasure and pain.

Gina’s grin grew wider and more mischievous, and before I could puzzle out her next move, she started bouncing her ass against me, putting even more pressure on my balls.

“Fuck me running,” I groaned, barely able to get the words out. The line between pleasure and pain had been crossed, and although my balls in her asshole still felt incredible, the sensation was simply too intense. I made it three thrusts before quickly backing away, unable to take the pain.

Laughing, Gina grabbed my cock and began playing with it, gently jerking me off. “Too much, huh?” she said.

I nodded sheepishly.

“Don’t feel bad, you did better than most,” she said, guiding the tip of my cock back into her asshole. “Now fuck me like you’re tying to break me in half. Pay me back for what I just did to you.”

“Gladly,” I said, thrusting my hips forward until my cock had disappeared into her asshole. Once it was all the way in, I held it there, our flesh smashed together.

Biting down on her bottom lip, Gina nodded, her eyes wide and staring directly at mine, egging me on. She clearly wanted more.

Keeping my cock planted deep in Gina’s asshole, I put one foot up on the couch for leverage and leaned forward, pushing even pushed harder, my hips digging into her flesh, my cock grinding against her insides.

“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so deep in my ass. Fuck me with it. Hammer it in and out of me.”

So I did, moving my hips back slowly, only to slam them forward with everything I had, mining her asshole with my cock. My body pounded against hers with every thrust, forcing her deeper into the cushions, her entire body quivering every time I bottomed out.

“Pump that little ass with your big cock,” she said, her voice controlled but intense. “Yeah, that’s right. Just like that. Just like that!”

I gradually increased the speed without diminishing the aggression, my body hammering down on Gina’s, our eyes locked together. We were in perfect rhythm, totally in synch. The world consisted of nothing but pleasure. Pure unadulterated pleasure. Not only for me, but for Gina too. One of her hands had migrated down to her pussy and she was using three fingers to rub furiously at her clit.

“Keep going,” she said, her tone getting a little sloppier, less controlled. “Holy fuck, keep going. Don’t fucking stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

So I didn’t, using the last of my energy to maintain the ridiculous pace, hammering my cock into her ass with as much intensity as I could muster, not sure how much longer I could keep going.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!” Gina said, her voice rising with every exclamation, right along with the speed in which her fingers attacked her clit. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

And cum she did, her entire body shaking and gyrating, legs quivering, chest rising and falling, juices squirting out of her pussy and all over my stomach.

Once her orgasm had passed, she regained control of herself. Back again was the controlled woman with the intense, demanding demeanor. “That’s right, use my tight little ass,” Gina said, talking in a low, impossibly sexy voice. “Own it. Make it yours.”

It was a command, not a request, and for some reason that made it infinitely more erotic. So erotic, in fact, that it pushed me right to the edge of orgasm. Just like I’m sure she knew it would. Now that she’d had her orgasm, it was time to finish me off.

“Are you ready?” Gina asked as I continued hammering away at her asshole.

I nodded. I couldn’t do anything else.

“Yeah?” she asked, staring up at me, her eyes challenging mine. “Are you sure?”

I nodded again, more vehemently this time.

“Then give me that fucking cum,” she said. “Empty that fucking nutsack in my fucking ass.”

I did as she demanded, finally allowing my body the release it had been begging for. I continued pumping my hips even as I shot my load inside her asshole, cringing all the while, feeling the same combination of pleasure and discomfort that had been the theme of the evening.

It took a good six or seven squirts for my body to emptied of cum, after which I slowly let my cock slide out of Gina’s asshole.

There were some remnants of my cum leftover on my cock, but Gina took care of them without hesitation, sliding her body down the couch until she was sitting on the floor with her head between my legs in a heartbeat.

She took my cock in her mouth and cleaned it of our combined juices, then started sucking on it hard enough to make me squirm and try to pull away. But she wasn’t having it, and wrapped her arms around my waist to keep my in place.

I eventually wrenched free and scooted backwards, smiling and laughing despite the discomfort.

“What?” Gina said, trying to look innocent. “You don’t like post-orgasm blow jobs?”

“They’re a bit intense.”


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