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As I’ve explained before, I’m a dirty little slut. I make no bones about it, I don’t apologize for it, and I’m certainly not embarrassed by it. I thoroughly enjoy fucking and strive to do it every chance I get, every way I can get it, and with as many men as possible. End of story.

But that doesn’t mean that I’m always walking around wearing a ton of makeup with teased up hair and skimpy clothes and fuck-me pumps, swinging my ass around so everyone can see.

Quite the opposite, in fact. I generally wear very little makeup, have a simple haircut, and am usually dressed in a t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Something that shows plenty of skin, but in a non-obvious way. No piercings, no tattoos, nothing that would betray my little secret.

Chances are if you passed me on the street or saw me in a grocery store, you’d have no idea that I had a serious nasty streak. You’d just see a cute, innocent-looking young woman with dark hair standing a shade over five feet tall and right around one hundred pounds, carrying herself like she’s a little on the shy side, someone you’d have to coax into bed slowly, a girl you’d want to take home to your parents.

I’m the very definition of cute, and most people are under the illusion that cute automatically equates to innocent.

There’s nothing I enjoy more than shattering that illusion.


Tonight I’m on my way to see a guy named Xander. He’s a friend of a friend, someone that I’ve partied with a couple times over the past year or so. He’s a couple years younger than me and pretty cute, but nobody that I’d taken any particular interest in. Mostly because he hadn’t really showed any interest in me.

But apparently that wasn’t the case at all. A few nights ago, Kelly (she’s our mutual friend) and I were on our way back home from a bar when she asked me if I’d noticed Xander. I told her I was aware of him, but that was about it. Then she broke out the news.

“He totally digs you,” Kelly said.

“Oh yeah?” I replied. “He sure hasn’t shown it. He barely even looks at me and he’s never said anything more than hi.”

“He’s just a little shy, that’s all,” Kelly said. “Not real good with the ladies. You know, one of those sad little boys who was told what to do by their domineering mom their whole life?”

“Is that right?” I said, my mind working. I’d been looking for a new boy for my rotation, someone who liked to be pushed around. And ones with mommy issues were prime targets.

Kelly nodded. “He asked me to see if you were interested, and if you were, to give him a call.”

So I did. And we set up a date. Dinner and a couple drinks. Or so Xander thought.

He was in for the surprise of his life.


It’s the night of our date. I’m on the couch watching television when my doorbell rings. I turn off the TV, climb to my feet and go to answer it. I’m wearing a simple black dress and heels. Something that will be easy to get out of.

I look through the peephole and see Xander standing out there, looking nervous.

I open the door.

“Hey there,” I say.

“Hi,” he replies. He’s wearing black pants and a black shirt and looking better than I remember. Dark hair, brown eyes, sharp cheekbones, cute smile. A shade under six feet tall, maybe a hundred and eighty-five pounds. Not bad at all.

“Do you want to come in for a drink before we go?” I ask.

“I’d love to.”

I stand aside and let him in. He walks in and stops just inside the door, taking measure of my place. I close the door behind him and immediately drop to my knees.

He turns around and is startled to see me looking up at him, my big eyes like a puppy’s, my hands already reaching for his waist.

“Whoa, wait a minute,” he says, but I ignore him and starting undoing his belt.

Xander tries to back away but I stay right with him, shuffling on my knees as he moves backwards, my hands still clinging to his waistband. Eventually he backs up all the way to the wall.

“Nowhere to run to now,” I say, smiling like a demon up at him.

He just stares at me, his eyes wide, his breath catching in his throat.

“What’s the matter,” I say, smiling wider now. I loves messing with men, flipping their expectations, keeping them on edge. It gets me off. “This is what you wanted, right? This is where you were hoping the night would end up?”

He takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly and nods his head.

“Then stop fighting it,” I say, going back to work on his belt. “We’re just dropping all the pretense and going straight to the main course.” I finish undoing his belt then unbutton his fly and drop his zipper.

Xander’s pants fall to the ground. His raging boner is sticking out of the little slit in his boxers. His cock isn’t huge but that’s all right. Size only matters to a certain extent. Of course bigger is better (up to a certain point, at least) but as long as it’s within the bell curve it’s not that big of a deal. Besides, it’s not like he’s going to be using it all much tonight. I’m going to be utilizing other parts of his body to do most of the work on the first part of our evening.

“You have a beautiful cock,” I say, looking up at him as I run my fingers along it. All men love to hear that. It feeds their ego. “Do you mind if I suck on it?”

I take his cock in my mouth without waiting for an answer. I mean, it’s not like he’s going to say no.

I work it for a little while, sucking on the tip while jerking him off, getting myself warmed up, then start sucking it more aggressively, taking it halfway down my throat, bobbing on it with urgency, my eyes locked on his, maintaining eye contact as I take his cock deeper and deeper and deeper until the whole thing is in my mouth, tickling my throat, filling me up, making it difficult to breathe.

I hold his cock in my throat for as long as I can before pulling off. My mouth is filled with saliva and I spit it on his cock then start jerking him off some more.

“You like that?” I say, staring up at him while working his cock with my hand. “You like it when I take your cock all the way down my throat? Choking and gagging on it?”

He nods.

“It makes you want to cum all over my face, doesn’t it?” I say, getting off on the discomfort he feels when I talk dirty to him. It’s written all over his face. He likes it but doesn’t know how to react to it. It’s obvious this wasn’t what he was expecting tonight. In fact, from his deer-in-headlights look, I’m certain he’s never had a girl do anything like this before. Which just fuels me further.

I drop down onto the back of my legs and slide in closer to him. Then I go to work on his balls, licking his sack, taking one of his testicles in my mouth, sucking on it for a moment, gargling it, then doing the same thing to the other one, all the while still jerking him off.

“What about that?” I say. “You like that too?”

“Yes,” he manages to croak out. It’s the first time he’s talked since his pants have come off.

It makes me giggle to see how much he’s fighting his instincts. And ups my efforts even more, of course.

I grab ahold of his sack right above his balls and squeeze, capturing his testicles in a tight pocket. Then I take both of his balls in my mouth and suck hard.

He makes a soft sound and his legs buckle just a little bit. Exactly what I was going for. I can feel him tensing up so I pop his balls out of my mouth before it’s too late.

“I’ve got more where that came from,” I say. “But first you have to do some things for me. Okay?”

He nods, his eyes wide. He’s totally mine, like a puppet on a string. I can’t help but smile. Men are so easy to manipulate. Just suck their cocks for a couple minutes and promise some more later and they’ll do whatever you want without the slightest hesitation.

I grab him by the cock and lead him over to the living room. Once we’re there I grab a throw pillow from the couch and drop it on the floor.

“Lay down on your back with your head on the pillow,” I say.

He does as he’s told. Without hesitation, of course.

I stand over him, one leg on each side of his body, standing directly over his hard cock and slide my dress off, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties and heels.

“What do you think?” I ask.

“I think you’re perfect,” he replies.

“Good answer,” I say with a smile as I unhook my bra and let it drop to the ground. I take a couple steps forward until I’m standing directly above his face. I start rubbing my pussy through my panties while looking down the length of my body at him.

“Do you want to see my pretty little pussy?” I ask.

He nods.

I slip out of my panties and stick two fingers in my pussy. They slide in easily; I’m already soaking wet; it doesn’t take much. I work my pussy with my fingers while looking down at Xander. It excites me to watch him as he watches me play with myself.

After I’ve got my fingers nice and wet I pull them out of my pussy. “Do you want to taste it?” I ask.

He nods again.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Please let me taste your pussy,” he says.

“That’s better.” I bend down and stick my fingers in his mouth. “Suck my juices off my fingers. One at a time.”

Xander does exactly as he is told. He’s a good little submissive, just as I knew he’d be. Momma’s boys always are.

“That’s a good boy,” I say. “Lick them clean.”

He does.

“Do you want me to sit on your face?” I say after he’s done with my fingers.

“Yes please,” he says.

Smiling, I squat over him, one foot on the carpet on each side of his head. My pussy is hovering a couple of inches above his mouth but I don’t yet drop it onto him. I want to play with him some more. Taunt him. Tease him.

“Is this what you want?” I ask. “For me to sit on your face so you can lick my pussy?”

He nods vigorously. His breath is coming quickly now and his excitement is obvious.

I’m getting off too; Fucking is great, but dominating a guy, controlling the entire situation? Now that is incredible.

He reaches up and grabs my hips to pull me down onto him but I slap his arms away.

“Hands off,” I say. “This is my gig. I control the action. You don’t do anything unless I tell you to. Understand?”

He nods. His eyes are hungry with need.

Still squatting above him, I stick my fingers in my pussy, working it until my juices are dripping down onto his face. Once I’m good and wet I grab a handful of his hair and lift his head until his mouth is pressing up against my pussy.

“Lick it,” I say

He does as he’s told.

I let him work on my pussy for a few seconds before dropping his head back to the pillow. Then I go back to work on myself, rubbing my clit, working myself up. I knows he’s pining away for me to sit on his face by now but I’ve got some business to take care of first.

I continue rubbing my clit until I’m right at the point of orgasm. It doesn’t take long; it never does with me. But right before I cum I drop down onto my knees so my pussy is on top of his face. Still rubbing away at my clit, I grind my pussy into his mouth and start riding his tongue.

The pleasure is immense and immediate. I’m right at the point of cumming but I don’t slow down one bit; in fact, I get more aggressive, leaning forward and riding his face more intensely. His rigid tongue is sliding up and down on my pussy and his nose is pressing against my clit. A few seconds of that and then I’m cumming, my body spasming and a low, intense groan escaping from my throat.

Needing a little break, I lean back so I can watch Xander’s eyes as he works my pussy with his tongue. His face is red and intense. He’s taking his job seriously. And he’s enjoying this. So I go back to work, dropping my pussy back onto his face and grinding away.

But he’s a bit too gentle for my tastes. I like to ride the edge of pain and pleasure, and he’s too much of a sub to get aggressive with me. So I have to take matters into my own hands. Literally. So I take one breast in each hand and pinch my nipples while he works on my snatch.

Working my nipples while he eats me out does the trick. Now that I’m good and warmed up again it’s time to mix things up. See how much I can get away with before he relents. Something tells me it’s going to be pretty far.

“Are you ready to taste my ass?” I ask.

He nods instead of speaking but this time I let him get away with it. After all, his mouth is being put to good use already.

I spin around on his face so I’m facing his cock (which is still sticking straight up despite not having been touched by me) then I use my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plop my asshole right onto his mouth.

He goes to work immediately, licking my asshole with urgency, like a man possessed.

“That’s right,” I say. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”

My talking seems to turn him on, as he goes to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue is slipping inside my asshole, tickling my insides.

I choke off sounds of pleasure (I don’t want him getting too confident) and start bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottom out. It feels incredible, but I still need something more to get myself off again. So I stick my fingers inside my pussy and starts banging myself while he works my asshole with his tongue.

About a minute of fucking myself while he works my asshole and I’m right at the point of cumming yet again. I pull my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rub my clit, once again putting me over the top.

I let out a low, deep, animalistic moan as the orgasm rocks my body. This one is more violent than the first two, causing me to shake and shimmy. Xander’s tongue slips out of my asshole but he continues licking away at it, prolonging my ecstasy.

I figure it’s time to reward him for a job well done so I lean over and take his cock in my mouth.

A little moan escapes from his throat but he doesn’t stop licking my asshole. In fact, he goes at it with even more fervor, using his hands to spread my asscheeks wide, making me gape and giving him even deeper access.

I suck his cock for a little while, bobbing up and down on it while my hand works his shaft, mixing up the depth and pressure to keep him on edge. I don’t want him getting into too good of a rhythm; I still need his cock inside me before we go on our date.

I can tell from the way his body is reacting that he’s pretty close to cumming so I lift myself up off his face and let his cock slip out of my mouth, giving him a chance to recover. And me a chance to mess with his head a little bit.

I turn and sit on the lower part of his stomach. My legs are on each side of his body and my ass is pressing back against his cock, providing just a little bit of pressure.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” I ask, pretending like I’m genuinely concerned. Like I don’t know how he’s going to answer.

“Very much so,” he says.

“I’m not taking things too quickly, am I?”

“Not at all,” he says.

“Are you sure?” I say. “Because sometimes I can be a bit . . . pushy.”

“I like it.”

“Good,” I say. “So you want me to continue telling you what to do?”

“Yes,” he says.

I glare at him and my tone gets harsh. “Yes what?”

“Yes please.”

“That’s better,” I say, my glare turning into a smile and my voice softening. “Okay, so here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to sit on your face again and smother you until I have another orgasm. Then I’m going to ride your cock until you’re ready to cum. Then you’re going to shoot your load all over my face. Understand?”

He nods.

“If you do all things and do them well, then after dinner we’ll have another round just like this one. Except crazier. How does that sound?”

“It sounds great.”

“Of course it does,” I say. “Because you’re a perverted, dirty little boy who likes to get told what to do, aren’t you?”

He nods.

“Don’t nod. Say it.”


“Repeat it back to me,” I say. “I want to hear the words come out of your mouth.”

“I’m a perverted nasty little boy who likes to get told what to do,” Xander says.

“Yes you are,” I reply. “Now stick out your tongue.”

He complies, of course.

I climb up his chest and straddle his face and pin his arms to the carpet, then drop my pussy right back onto his mouth, giving him my entire weight this time, completely smothering him with my flesh. Despite his lack of air, he goes to work on my pussy with vigor, licking and tonguing me while I continue to hold his arms down, making him all but helpless.

I do exactly what I said I was going to do; grind on his face until I cum, my pussy juices dripping out of me, drenching his face and getting in his mouth and up his nose and in his eyes.

Once I’m done I lift my pussy off his face and stare down at him, our eyes locked together. His face is red and he’s breathing hard and deep but he’s smiling widely.

Still squatting over him, I say, “You like it when I sit on your face, don’t you?”

Xander nods.

I spit on his face.

“What about that? Do you like it when I spit on you?”

He nods again, his smile still wide and full of excitement.

I give him a slap on the cheek. Just a little one without much force.

“And that?”

Another nod. His smile has grown even larger.

I slap him again, harder this time. And again. And again. The sound fills the room like a gunshot. His cheek is bright red but still he’s smiling. And breathing more deeply than ever.

I return his smile. I just can’t help it. I’m having a grand old time.

“You really are a nasty little boy, aren’t you?” I say, wondering how far he’ll let me go with the abuse. Maybe after dinner I’ll try and find out. But right now I’m starting to get hungry, so it’s time to finish up round one.

I take a couple steps back so my pussy is right above his cock.

“Now I’m going to ride you,” I say. “But you’re going to tell me before you cum, right? I want your load all over my face.”

He nods.

“That’s a good boy,” I say as I squat down, grab ahold of his cock and slip it into my dripping wet pussy. With my hands on his chest for balance, I start moving my body up and down, slowly and deliberately, taking his entire cock from tip to balls, my pussy swallowing it with ease, my juices making things nice and smooth.

He gasps and closes his eyes, his face fixed in a scowl of concentration. I’m guessing he’s trying desperately not to cum, but even if he does, it’s not that big of a deal. After all, I had a feeling this was how the first part of the night was going to go, which is why I had him do all those things to me earlier. I wanted to make sure I got off multiple times before we went to dinner.

In fact, the way I figure it, the sooner he cums the better. Because then he’ll feel guilty about finishing up so quickly after he’s stuck his dick in me. Which means that later, after dinner, I’ll exploit that guilt to push his limits even further.

So I slip down to my knees so I’m straddling him and start riding him faster, bouncing up and down on his cock, my ass slamming down into his balls at the bottom of every thrust.

I put my hands on his thighs and lean back, changing the angle of penetration, tilting his cock backwards, increasing the pressure. I slide my pussy up and down on his cock a few times then start riding it in a circular motion.

I know he’s right at the point of cumming but he’s still holding back. He’s got more control than I expected. So I decide to take advantage of his submissive qualities to help him get there more quickly.

Still bouncing on his cock, I lean forward and wrap one hand around his neck, choking him while I fuck him.

His eyes widen and his smile returns. I can tell from the way his body is moving against me that he’s getting close. Time to put him over the edge.

Going back to the well once again, I slap him across the cheek with my free hand. He starts breathing faster. I slap him again, still choking him with my other hand and still bouncing aggressively on his cock.

He has to be close to cumming but still he’s not giving in. Which is good because riding and choking and slapping him all at the same time has me right on the verge of orgasm once again.

And then I’m there.

Grabbing his neck with my other hand too I choke him while I cum, my body shaking and shivering while I continue to impale myself on his cock.

Then, as if my orgasm triggered his own, he says, “Holy shit I’m gonna fucking cum,” like it was a single word.

I scramble off his cock and down to the floor, on my knees between his legs. I take his cock in my mouth and suck him off, tasting my sweet pussy juices as I do so, my lips working the tip of his cock while my hand works his shaft, the combination of my juices still on his cock and my saliva allowing me jerk him off with some serious speed and pressure.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” he says as his body tenses up for a moment.

I pull my mouth off his cock but continue jerking him off as his body releases, sending warm, white milky liquid shooting everywhere. His load is massive; four full spasms and a couple of aftershocks. Some of his cum ends up on my face, some in my hair, some on my tits, some on his stomach and some on the floor.

Once he’s done I suck on the tip of his cock, eliciting every last drop from it, then make my way up his chest.

Trying to get a reaction from him, I lean in for a kiss, my face still covered with his cum. But he doesn’t even flinch, lifting his head to take my mouth in his. We make out for a little while before I break it off.

“So, shall we get cleaned up and go get some dinner?” I ask, acting as though this was a normal prelude to a first date with me. (And to be honest, it wasn’t all that out of character.)

“Sounds like a plan,” Xander says, not missing a beat. He climbs to his feet and offers his hand to help me up.


It isn’t until we’re all cleaned up and about ready to leave for the restaurant when he finally broaches the subject I know he’s been thinking about since we finished.

“Sorry about that, by the way,” he says as he opens the door for me.

“Sorry about what?” I ask, playing dumb, even though I know exactly what he’s apologizing for.

“Not lasting very long earlier,” he says. “You caught me off guard. Next time I’ll do better.”

I smile inwardly. Men are so predictable it’s almost unfair.

“I’m sure you will,” I say, tilted my head up and giving him a little peck on the cheek. “Now let’s go get to know each other a little bit, what do you say?”

“Sounds good.”

I close the door and we head off on our date.




Jason Porter was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Gina, 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 Jason; 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 Gina, Jason 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.

Jason 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?” Gina 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,” Jason 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?”


Gina 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,” Jason said, “You always say that it does.”

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

“There’s no need,” Jason 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,” Gina said. She reached for the laptop.

Jason 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.

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

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

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

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

“What can I say?” Jason 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?”

Jason shrugged.

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

“That’s not true,” Jason 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.”


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

“Of course,” Jason said.

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

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

Gina 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.”

Jason tried not to smile. He loved it when Gina 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,” Gina said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”

“Promises, promises,” Jason said.

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

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

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

Jason’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 Gina 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,” Jason said in a disappointed tone.

Gina 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, Jason 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 Gina standing over him, taunting him with her fingers inside her sweet pussy.

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

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

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


“Yes what?”

“Yes mistress.”

“That’s better,” Gina said. She climbed atop the couch and straddled Him. Then she sat down on Jason’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,” Jason replied. While he normally loved it when Gina took control, she’d never displayed this level of dominance before. And it was making him a little uncomfortable.

Gina tilted her head slightly and glared at him.

“I mean, yes,” he said. “I like it.”

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

“Yes, mistress,” Jason said.

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

Jason nodded.

“How do you ask?” Gina said.

“Please,” he said.

“Please what?”

“Please sit on my cock,” Jason said.

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

It took Jason 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.

Jason let out a disappointed groan and Gina 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,” Jason 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,” Gina 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 Jason’s face and shook them back and forth, smacking him with them.

“Stick your tongue out,” Gina said.

Jason did as he was told.

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

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

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

Again Jason did what he was told.

“Harder,” she said.

Gina groaned as Jason 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.

Gina 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,” Jason 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,” Gina 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 Jason’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.”

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

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

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

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

Jason 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; Gina had never done anything like that to him before. He quickly added a “mistress” before she smacked him again.

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

Jason did as he was told without hesitation. Smiling, Gina climbed to her feet so she was standing on the couch. She carefully turned around, so she was facing the same way as Jason, 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 Jason fought for breath, Gina 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,” Gina said.

Jason did as he was told.

“Now hold it there,” she said.

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

“That’s right,” Gina 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!” Gina 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.

And then Gina was climbing off his face, leaving Jason gasping for breath.

“You were a good little boy,” Gina said. “So now I’m going to reward you.”

She climbed down off his face and slid down his body until she was between his legs, on her knees and facing him. She had his cock in her hand and was slowly stroking it, taunting Jason, teasing him.

“It’s so fucking huge,” Gina said as she stuck out her tongue and licked it, from the tip down to his balls then back up again. “And it tastes so fucking good.”

She giggled and then started sucking on it, first taking just the tip in her mouth while one hand worked his shaft and the other went down and played with his balls.

Gina worked the tip of his cock for a few seconds then started letting it further into her mouth, bouncing up and down on it, taking more of it every time, until pretty soon she was swallowing the whole thing. She deep-throated Jason a couple of times, each time spending a couple seconds with his entire cock in her mouth before coming up for air. The third time she held it there for nearly ten seconds, maintaining eye contact the whole time, before finally coughing and gagging and sliding his cock out of her mouth.

“Is that how they do it in the movies you like to watch?” Gina asked while jerking Jason off. She knew damn well that they did but liked to taunt him about it just the same. 

“You do it better than they do,” Jason said.

“You’re damn right I do,” Gina replied. She spit on his cock and jerked him off some more, then slid back a little bit and dropped her head down and sucked on his balls. “What about this?” she said after popping them out of her mouth. “They do this too, don’t they?”

“Yes,” he said.

Gina grabbed his legs and pulled on them, sliding him further down the couch so his ass was hanging off the end of it. She grabbed his legs and spread them apart, then pushed them back, exposing his asshole, which she proceeded to lick. Jason shuddered and took a deep breath.

“And this?” she said after tonguing his asshole for a few seconds. “This too?”

“Sometimes,” he said hoarsely. “But only in the really nasty ones.”

“But those are the ones you like, right? The nastier the better?”

Jason nodded and tried to swallow but his throat was too dry and there was just a soft click. It was taking everything he had to keep from cumming all over her face.

Gina smiled and went back to work on his asshole, licking it, sticking her tongue in it, running her tongue up his taint to the bottom of his balls, sucking on them for a bit, then running her tongue back down to his asshole.

“Holy fucking shit,” Jason said as Gina slipped the tip of her tongue into his asshole. “I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

But Gina was, and doing it well, sending lightning bolts of pleasure up his spine as she tongue-fucked his asshole while continuing to jerk his cock off. It felt so good Jason had to bite down on his bottom lip to keep from screaming aloud. It felt too good, in fact. If Gina kept this up, Jason was going to cum within half a minute.

With this in mind, he quickly scooted back onto the couch, forcing Gina’s tongue to slip out of his asshole.

Smiling up at him, loving every second of his discomfort, Gina said, “Too much for you, huh?”

“Almost,” he replied.

“You know,” she said. “In those movies you watch, the guys last hours. And here you are, ready to cum after just a couple minutes of the freaky shit.”

“There’s a reason I just watch them and don’t take part in them,” Jason said.

“Fair enough,” Gina said. “Lucky for you, there are plenty of things you can do that won’t leave you in any danger of cumming. Things that happen in those movies you love to watch.”

Smiling, Gina climbed up onto the couch, lying on it lengthwise, her back to the cushions. As Jason stared, the grin on his face matching Gina’s, she grabbed ahold of her ankles and pulled her legs open, spreading her legs wide and leaving her pussy staring Jason right in the face.

“Your turn,” Gina said.

Jason got into a better position, then buried his face between her legs and started eating her pussy. Now this was something he was comfortable with.

Jason didn’t have a problem licking a woman’s pussy. As far as he was concerned, it was a no-lose situation. You got your girl off without having to worry about cumming yourself. Plus he’d never come across a woman who didn’t like it. Not to mention, Gina’s pussy was perfectly manicured and impeccably clean. He could lick her snatch all night long and be completely content.

He ate Gina’s pussy like an expert, constantly mixing things up, sucking on her clit for a little while then running his tongue up and down her snatch before sticking a couple fingers inside her then fucking her with his rigid tongue. Every once in a while he would shift the angle of his head a bit so he could look up at her. Seeing her look of pure enjoyment would always excite him even further and get him more excited.

They were about five minutes in and Gina was really starting to get into it, the sounds of her breathing becoming more and more labored as she rose towards orgasm. She grabbed ahold of his hair and pulled him deeper into her pussy, jamming his face into her flesh, nearly smothering him. Then she wrapped her legs around his neck so Jason couldn’t go anywhere.

“My god,” she said in a deep, guttural voice. “Right there, don’t stop. Right fucking there, don’t you dare fucking stop!”

Jason had no intention of stopping even before Gina said anything. He was having way too much fun. Besides, he couldn’t have stopped even if he wanted to because of Gina’s legs smashing his face against her pussy.

Gina bucked against his face more aggressively, screaming loudly now as she rose higher and higher towards orgasm. Her pussy was gushing, soaking Jason with its wetness and drenching his face as though he’d just gotten out of the shower.

His confidence growing due to Gina’s excitement, Jason decided to kick things up a notch. He grabbed ahold of Gina’s ass cheeks and slid his thumb along the crack of her ass until he found her asshole. Using her copious pussy juices as lubrication, Jason rubbed the tip of thumb around the outer edge of Gina’s asshole a couple times to get her warmed up. Then slipped his thumb into her anus.

Gina let out a sharp, yelping gasp and her body froze up for a couple seconds before exhaling in a rush as an orgasm immediately passed through her. Her pussy released another wave of juices, drenching his face even further.

Gina’s legs shimmied for another few seconds, then she released her leglock on Jason’s head. Yanking on his hair, she lifted him up towards her face. She scooted forward and aggressively shoved her tongue down into his mouth while simultaneously grabbing ahold of his cock and jerking him off.

“You like sticking your thumb in my ass, do you?” she said, breaking off their kiss with a yank on his hair.

Jason nodded.

“Is there anything else you want to stick in there?”

He nodded again.

Gina laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure there is. You want to stick your cock in my little asshole, don’t you?”

He nodded yet again.

“Well, I’ll make you a deal,” Gina said. “If you do a good enough job licking my asshole, then maybe, just maybe, I’ll even let you stick your cock inside it.”

“Are you serious?”

Gina nodded.

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.”

“That’s because you never asked,” she said.

“So you mean all this time, all I had to do was make an attempt and you would have let it happen?“

“Well, not just any time,” Gina said. “But certainly there was a couple times, where if you would have made a move towards it, I wouldn’t have fought you on it.”

Jason mentally smacked himself in the forehead with his palm.

“And here you thought the only girls willing to do that were the ones you watched on your movies,” Gina said.

“Little did I know I had one sharing a bed with me.”

Gina shrugged. “Well, now you know,” she said. “But you’d better do a great job with your tongue down there or we’ll have to wait until a different night to take things to the next level.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Jason said. “I’ll lick like I’ve never licked before.”

“We’ll just see about that,” Gina said. “We’ll just see.”

To show Gina how serious he was, Jason dropped his head down and immediately started licking her asshole, his tongue moving up and down and around the edges.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” Gina said, staring down at him. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was turned up in a huge smile. Jason didn’t think he’d ever seen her so excited. So he kept pushing the envelope.

Making his tongue rigid, he jammed it into Gina’s asshole as far as he could and started to tongue fuck her. Gina’s screams turned even more animated and her breathing rate increased.

“Oh my fucking god!” she said. “Tongue-fuck my dirty shithole, baby. Just like that. Yes, YES, YES!”

Getting off himself on Gina’s excitement, Jason spread her asscheeks with his hands, allowing him deeper access to her insides. Tilting his eyes up, he could see Gina fingering her snatch with one hand and squeezing and pinching one of her nipples with the other.

Jason continued working Gina’s asshole as aggressively as he could, jamming his tongue further and further inside it as she continued playing with herself, which opened her anus wider, allowing him deeper inside.

Just as Gina was about to cum again, she transferred the hand that was squeezing her nipple to Jason’s hair and held his head in place, his tongued jammed deep into her asshole while she rubbed her clit forcefully.

“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Gina screamed. “I’m gonna fucking cum again!”

Half a minute later she did exactly that, her pussy squirting juices everywhere again and her body shaking and shivering for nearly ten seconds before falling still this time.

Using his hair, Gina pulled Jason’s head up towards her own. She pressed her forehead against his and said, “Okay. I think you earned the right to fuck my ass.”

Smiling, Jason slipped his tongue into her mouth and they made out for a little bit while Gina ran her hand down to his cock and started playing with it.

Jason was excited. Probably too excited, really. He’d dreamt about fucking Gina in the ass ever since he’d met her but figured it would never come to pass. And he was so wound up after all the foreplay that he doubted he’d last long. But those were the breaks. It was better to have fucked Gina’s ass for a couple minutes than not at all. Or something like that.

So he broke off the kiss and slid back down her body until he was standing on the floor. He was tempted to put Gina on her hands and knees so he could fuck her doggy-style, but considering how much he liked that position, he was sure it would just serve lessen the (already limited) amount of time he’d be able to fuck her before cumming, so he kept her on her back.

Jason grabbed Gina’s ankles and pulled her legs up, lifting her ass off the cushions of the couch and bringing her asshole closer to his cock. Gina hooked her arms under her knees to hold her legs in place and looked at him with a filthy little grin.

“Are you ready for this?” Jason asked her.

“I am,” Gina said. “The real question is, are you?”

“Hell yes,” he replied.

“Then do it,” she said. “Stick that hard cock of yours into my pretty little asshole.”

Jason couldn’t turn down a request like that, so he did as Gina had asked, grabbing ahold of his cock and sticking the tip of it against her asshole, then taking a deep breath and pushing his hips forward.

The tip of his cock slipped into Gina’s asshole. It was a tight fit but not uncomfortable. Just weird. Unlike her pussy, Gina’s asshole provided consistent pressure to every centimeter of his cock at one. Plus it was tight as shit.

But it felt incredible. So good, in fact, that Jason was afraid he was going to cum just from breaking the seal. After entering Gina, he stayed completely still, taking a couple of deep breaths while trying not to move at all.

Gina could tell the difference too. She was taking short, shallow breaths and her eyes were closed in concentration. A strange combination of pleasure and pain played over her features.

Jason knew how she felt. While the pleasure was undeniable, there was a certain level of discomfort there too. Too bad he didn’t have any lube; that would certainly help. Well, next time he’d know. For now, he would just have to make the best out of it.

Gina helped things a bit, spitting onto her hand and rubbing her saliva over his cock. That helped some, allowing him to move a little bit without too much effort. And when Gina started rubbing her clit it helped even more.

The more she played with herself, the more she relaxed, and the more her anus loosened up. After half a minute or so, Jason was able to move at a slow but consistent pace, his cock going deeper and deeper into Gina’s asshole with every pump.

“Your asshole is so fucking tight,” Jason said, staring down at her with an intense gaze.

Gina just nodded her head and continued playing with her pussy.

“It feels good though,” Jason said. “Doesn’t it?”

Gina nodded again.

And it did to Jason too, despite the tightness. There was just something about fucking Gina in the ass that was so nasty, so perverted, so flat-out wrong that it turned him on like crazy just thinking about it. And even though he was barely moving against her at all, it took everything he had to keep from cumming.

Jason leaned forward and stuck his tongue into Gina’s mouth, hoping to take his mind off how close he was to orgasm, but it didn’t work. If anything, her lips on his felt so good that it brought him even closer to cumming. Which wasn’t a surprise; kissing while fucking almost always had that effect on him.

“I don’t know how much longer I can last,” he said, pulling his mouth off Gina’s for a moment.

“That’s okay,” she said, speaking desperately. “I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“In fact, I think I’m ready to cum right now.”

“I think that’s a great idea,” Gina said.

“Yeah?” Jason asked.

Gina nodded her head. Then she grabbed the back of Jason’s head and pulled him closer to her. She knew how much he liked kissing while fucking and figured it would get him to finish up that much quicker.

She was right.

Jason started moving more rapidly against her, still not all the quickly but at a faster pace than any other time since he’d stuck his cock in her ass. In the end, it was more than enough.

Five seconds later, he was ready to cum.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he said under his breath, just like he always did before he came.

“Spray my stomach with it,” Gina said, staring him right in the eyes, knowing exactly what was coming.

Jason nodded as his orgasm arrived and pulled his cock out of Gina’s asshole and leaned forward, so his cock was lying atop her pussy. Gina reached down and grabbed ahold of his cock and jerked him off, bringing him the final last little bit to the edge, and then over it. He came right away, shooting his seed all over Gina’s stomach, just like she’d requested.

It was a massive load, four full pumps, covering Gina’s washboard stomach with his pale white sperm.

“That wasn’t quite what I expected,” Jason said after he was done, offering her a little smile.

“Me neither,” Gina replied. “But it wasn’t bad.”

“No, not at all,” he said. “It was just . . . different.”

“Yeah,” she said. “Much different.”

They shared a laugh then a kiss.

“Next time we’ll have to prepare better,” Gina said.

This surprised Jason a bit. “There’s going to be a next time?”

“Sure,” she said. “You do want to try it again, right?”

“Well, yeah,” he said. “I just figured you wouldn’t.”

“Why not?”

Jason shrugged.

“Don’t get me wrong,” Gina said. “It wasn’t great. But it wasn’t bad either. And it was almost good. A little more warm up next time, some drinks beforehand and a little bit more attention to my asshole before you stick your cock in there, plus a whole lot of lube, and I think I could really get into it.”

“Yeah?” Jason said.

Gina nodded. “It was intense,” she said. “More intense than usual.”

“That’s the truth,” he said.

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