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HARDCORE POUNDING

8 DIRTY STORIES

Ashley Embers

Copyright 2019 by Ashley Embers

EROTIC FILTH PUBLICATIONS

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

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

THE TEEN SLUT DOWN THE STREET BRINGS A FRIEND

HIGH CLASS ASS

ROUGHING HER UP

DEFLOWERING HIS ASS

ASSERTING DOMINANCE

THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT TAKES CHARGE

PUNISHING THE NEIGHBOR

A VERY KINKY GIRL

 

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THE TEEN SLUT DOWN THE STREET BRINGS A FRIEND


 

I was on my way out the door to get a workout in at the gym when I got a call from Kelly. She’d been out of town for a couple weeks so we hadn’t gotten together in a while. I missed her greatly, even though I could barely bring myself to admit it. After all, at 19 years old, she wasn’t much more than a girl. It was not like we had any future together.

But still, I missed her. And not only the sex part. I missed hanging out with her too, her black-as-pitch sense of humor and laidback attitude was infectious. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t in love with Kelly, but I definitely felt something for her. Something strong.

“Hey Kelly, what’s up?” I said after answering the phone, trying to tamp down my excitement.

“Not much,” Kelly said. “What are you up to?”

“Just heading out to the gym.”

“Keeping that rock-hard body of yours in shape, huh?”

“That’s the plan,” I said. “What are you up to?”

“Actually, I was just hanging out at my friend’s house. Her parents are gone for the night and we were having a little fun.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep,” Kelly said in her sing-song voice, the one that said she was up to no good, which usually meant good things for me. “And we were wondering if you wanted to come over and keep us company.”

“Is that right?” I asked, my excitement building.

“That’s right,” Kelly said. “I was telling my friend about you and she wants to meet you.”

A jolt of electricity shot through my groin at the mere thought of spending time with not only Kelly, but one of her friends too.

“I think I can put off the gym for a while,” I said, still trying to sound aloof even though I knew Kelly could see right through me. Still, I had to try and maintain the illusion of composure. After all, I was three years older than her and was supposed to be the mature one.

“Great,” Kelly said. “We’ll be waiting for you.”

She rattled off the address and we said our goodbyes and hung up. I ran upstairs to throw on some decent clothes then made my way to the garage, into my car, and towards her friend’s house.

Fifteen minutes later I knocked on the door. Kelly answered it. She looked great as always, with her super-cute face and long, lean, athletic body. Her smile was infectious, and right now it was huge, lighting up her face. She was clearly excited; even more so than usual. She was wearing a red bra and matching panties with red and white 3-inch heels, making her almost as tall as me. She looked stunning, not to mention ready to go at the drop of a hat.

“Hey Kelly,” I said, trying to maintain my cool.

“What’s up, Clay,” she replied, standing aside and letting me in.

“Not much,” I said after she closed the door behind us. “You’re looking great.”

“Thanks, baby,” Kelly said. “But if you think I look good, just wait. Naomi looks incredible.”

“That’s your friend’s name, I assume?”

“Yep,” she said. “And she can’t wait to meet you.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I said.

“So am I,” Kelly said, grinning like a demon. “So am I.”

She took my hand and led me down the hall, her heels clacking on the hardwood floor. I found myself staring at her ass, unable to look away, the 3-inch heels making her already incredibly long legs look like they went on forever.

Kelly stopped right before we came to a partially open door.

“Take a peek,” she said, motioning towards the room with her head.

So I did, looking around the corner to see a long, wavy-haired brunette wearing a purple bra and matching heels that were just as high as Kelly’s but no panties. They were already on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Naomi’s legs were spread open wide and she was fingering herself. So far she hadn’t noticed that we were watching her. Or if she had, she didn’t acknowledge us in any way. She just kept right on playing with her pussy as though we weren’t even there.

At first glance, Naomi was sexier than Kelly, although not as cute, with an angular face and big, full, natural tits. She appeared to be a few inches shorter than Kelly and built differently; short and stacked instead of long and lean. Personally, I liked the way Kelly looked better, but not by much. Both were sexy as hell.

“Wow,” I said. “You were right. She’s hot as shit.”

Smiling, Kelly nodded. “I told you.”

“Yes you did,” I said. “But not as hot as you though.”

“Ahh, you’re so sweet,” Kelly said. “But you don’t have to lie to me.”

“I’m not,” I said, leaning over and slipping my tongue into her mouth.

We made out for a little while, our tongues exploring each others mouths while our hands did to the same to each others bodies. Kelly rubbed my cock over my jeans and I returned the favor by slipping my hand under her panties and playing with her pussy.

Kelly suddenly broke off our embrace and dropped to her knees, right there in the hallway. As she started to undo my pants, I glanced over at the bed, where Naomi was going after herself with three fingers now, slamming them deep inside her pussy while she moaned and groaned in pleasure.

I quickly turned my attention back to Kelly, however, once she dropped my pants and boxers to the floor and wrapped her lips around my already hard cock.

I let out a soft moan as Kelly started sucking on the tip of my cock. A few seconds later she was blowing me properly, swallowing my whole shaft in long, slow strokes. So far she was treating my cock gently, just getting me warmed up. But it felt so good that I had to take a deep breath to keep myself under control.

I glanced over at Naomi to see her slipping her fingers out of pussy and into her mouth. After licking them clean of her pussy juices, Naomi returned her fingers back to her pussy, sliding four of them in this time before going back to work on herself.

After watching Naomi for a bit, I looked down to stare at Kelly as she continued sucking my cock, her eyes turned up to mine, maintaining eye contact as she blew me. Within seconds I had all but forgotten about Naomi; my attention was focused solely on Kelly right now, watching my cock slide in and out of her pretty mouth while her eyes glistened with excitement and pleasure.

“So are you going to keep him all to yourself or are you going to share?” Naomi said, startling me. I looked up and saw that she was staring right at us, watching Kelly suck my cock. Her fingers were no longer in her pussy but she was rubbing her clit with them.

“I was just getting him warmed up,” Kelly said, pulling her head off my cock, leaving it all wet and slippery.

“Sure you were,” Naomi replied, her tone skeptical but playful. “If it were up to you I’d never get a piece of that cock.”

Smiling, Kelly shrugged. “What can I say, I’m a greedy bitch when it comes to cock.”

“Tell me about it,” Naomi said, smiling back. Her voice was soft, relaxed, confident and incredibly seductive. “But I want some too. Are you going to let me have some?”

“It would be my pleasure,” Kelly said. She slapped the head of my cock against her tongue a couple of times, then stood up and grabbed ahold of my shaft and used it to lead me over to the middle of the room while Naomi slid off the edge of bed and onto her knees on the carpeted floor. Kelly joined her, again dropping to her knees in front of me, this time right next to her friend.

As Kelly held my shaft tight, the two girls made out while I watched, amazed at seeing two ridiculously hot, half-naked, 19-year old girls kneeling before me. After they broke off their embrace, Kelly angled my cock towards Naomi’s mouth.

Naomi smiled up at me, then slipped my cock into her mouth, sucking on the tip while Kelly ran her tongue up and down my shaft. After half a minute of this, the girls switched places, Kelly taking my cock in her mouth while Naomi licked and slobbered over my shaft.

“That feels so fucking good,” I said, watching intently. I’d never been with two girls at the same time before and it was more exciting than I had ever imagined and we’d barely even gotten started yet.

A short time later, Naomi dropped her head down a bit and slid further beneath my legs then took my balls in her mouth. She sucked on my testicles while Kelly blew me, taking my cock further down her throat until it was disappearing completely with every pump.

At one point, Kelly took my cock all the way inside her mouth and held it there for a few seconds, deepthroating me while Naomi continued working my balls. The dual sensation was almost more than I could take, but I held steady, and eventually Kelly pulled her head away, releasing my cock at the same time Naomi popped my balls out of her mouth.

Kelly jerked me off while she caught her breath, the leftover saliva from her blowjob serving as a lube, allowing her hand to fly over my cock. Once she’d recovered, she slid her body down, trading places with Naomi, taking my balls in her mouth while Naomi wrapped her lips around my cock.

Naomi’s blowjob was more frantic than Kelly’s but just as incredible. It was a sloppy, high-energy affair, with Naomi slamming her head back and forth while working my shaft with her hand as well as her mouth. Her hair was flying everywhere and gagging, slurping sounds came out of her mouth.

For her part, Kelly worked my balls with serious intensity, putting them both in her mouth and pulling down on my sack, stretching out the skin and taking me right to the edge of pleasure and pain.

After a good two minutes of working together on my cock, both girls pulled away, leaving me gasping and struggling to regain my composure.

“If I had to guess, I’d say that Clay is enjoying himself,” Naomi said, smiling at Kelly.

“I’m pretty sure you’re right,” Kelly said, giggling. She leaned over and slipped her tongue into Naomi’s mouth and they made out for a while as I watched from above, fascinated, the tip of my cock feeling like it was going to tear out of its skin.

“What about you?” Kelly said, looking at Naomi after breaking off their embrace. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“You’d better believe it,” Naomi said. “But I’ll be enjoying it more once I get his hard cock inside me.”

“Tell me about it,” Kelly said. She turned her eyes back to me. “What do you say, Clay? Are you ready to stick your cock into us?”

“I can't fucking wait,” I said.

“Neither can we,” Naomi said. She took Kelly’s hand and together they rose to their feet, then crawled up onto the couch and took positions side-by-side, both with their knees on the cushions and their hands on the back of the couch with their asses sticking up in the air, facing me.

I was practically salivating as I stared at the pair of two perfect asses staring at me. Kelly’s was tight as a drum, firm and athletic, while Naomi’s was more round and shapely, soft and bubbly. Both were absolutely incredible, just in different ways.

“Well, Clay, ” Kelly said, turning her upper body so she could look back at me. “What are you waiting for?” She reached back and slapped Naomi on the ass, eliciting a little yelp and a giggle from her friend.

“Yeah, Clay,” Naomi said, returning the favor and slapping Kelly’s ass cheek. “Come on over here and show us what you got.”

Smiling, I got to work, sidling up to Kelly’s tight, tiny little ass. I yanked her panties down, freeing up her soaking wet snatch. Her asshole was opened slightly and beckoning, but I knew I was going to have to stay away from it on this night. I was already excited as hell, and if I started getting assholes involved I would done within seconds.

As the two girls made out in front of me, I grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slid the tip of it into Kelly’s pussy. She let out a deep, low sigh as I pushed my hips forward, giving her the whole length of my shaft.

“Oh my god that feels so fucking incredible,” Kelly said, breaking off her kiss with Naomi to turn and look back at me. “Fuck me with that hard cock of yours, Clay. Fuck me good.”

So I did, grabbing ahold of Kelly’s hips and pulling her body backwards as I slammed mine forward, bringing us together in the middle, allowing my cock to deeply penetrate her pussy.

As I continued pummeling Kelly’s pussy, Naomi flipped around and laid her head on Kelly’s ass, watching the proceedings from up close. Her eyes were fixed on mine and her mouth was slightly open.

“Do you want to taste Kelly’s pussy?” I asked. “Do you want to lick her juices off of my cock?”

Smiling wickedly, Naomi nodded. “Yes please,” she said.

I gave Kelly a couple more pumps, then pulled my cock out of her pussy and slipped it into Naomi’s open mouth. She sucked on it for a few seconds, working it with her mouth and tongue before gathering up a bunch of saliva and spitting it on my cock. After working the saliva in with her hand, Naomi slipped my cock back into Kelly’s pussy.

Naomi’s saliva acted as a lube, making things that much more slippery. Between the wetness of Kelly’s pussy and the slickness of my cock, I couldn’t have fucked Kelly slowly even if I’d wanted. Luckily I didn’t. Nor did she want me to.

“Give it to me, Clay,” Kelly said. “Give it to me hard. As hard as you can.”

I did as I was told, slamming my cock all the way into Kelly, giving it to her balls-deep, our bodies slapping together in wet, sloppy smacks. Naomi got involved too, grabbing ahold of one of Kelly’s asscheeks and spreading it wide, opening Kelly up to me even further, allowing me deeper access to her insides.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking incredible,” Kelly said between gasps as I continued pumping her pussy. She pressed her face up against the back cushions of the couch, muffling her voice a bit. But she was still pretty damn loud. “Right there, right fucking there!” Harder, Clay, harder! Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow!”

I did what I could, rising up a bit to give myself better leverage and hammering my cock as far into Kelly’s pussy as I could, slamming my hips up against her ass, pushing her entire body forward with every pump while Naomi watched from inches away, her eyes lit with excitement.

Reaching out, I grabbed ahold of Kelly’s hair and gave it a tug. She loved having her hair pulled and it always took her over the edge. Today was no exception.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Kelly cried as soon as I pulled her hair. “Just like that. Just like that! Pull my hair! Pull my fucking hair! You’re gonna make me cum! You’re gonna make me fucking cum!”

I gave Kelly what she wanted, fucking her with reckless abandon while yanking back on her hair hard enough that she had to arch her spine to alleviate some of the pressure.

A few seconds later, Kelly cried out in a deep, guttural, wordless scream and body shimmied and shook as an orgasm worked its way through her.

“Holy fuck!” Kelly cried as it wound down. “That was fucking insane!” She quickly slid her body forward, yanking my cock out of her pussy in the process.

As I took a moment to catch my breath, Naomi switched places with Kelly, turning around into the doggy position and pressing her ass back against me.

“My turn,” Naomi said, looking back at me with an evil grin.

“My pleasure,” I replied.

“Here,” Kelly said, grabbing my cock. “Let me help.” And with that, she slipped my rock-hard cock into Naomi’s pussy.

Both I and Naomi groaned at the same time as I entered her. She had a tighter pussy than Kelly but she was so wet that there was only a little bit of resistance as my cock made its way into her. And it certainly wasn’t so tight that it affected Naomi in any way. She didn’t even bother taking things slow at all, hammering her ass back against me right away, forcing my cock deep inside her with every pump .

“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath as Naomi slammed her ass back into me, doing all of the work, our bodies coming together with a wet smack.

“She’s got a tight pussy, doesn’t she?” Kelly said, looking at me from the couch with a gigantic smile and dancing eyes.

“Very tight,” I said.

“It makes you want to cum, doesn’t it?” Kelly said.

Biting down on my bottom lip to try and keep myself from doing just that, I nodded emphatically.

“Are you close?” Kelly asked.

“Really close,” I said between deep breaths designed to stave off orgasm.

“Then I’d better help Naomi finish before you do,” Kelly said, climbing down off the couch. She dropped to her knees and positioned herself beneath my legs. Her body facing was facing mine and her face was turned up towards the ceiling so her mouth was directly under Naomi’s pussy.

Kelly stuck out her tongue and started licking the underside of Naomi’s pussy, clearly surprising her friend, causing her to not only let out a high-pitched yelp, but to stop moving her ass back against me. So I took control, grabbing Naomi’s hips and holding her in place as I slammed my body into hers, making it easier for Kelly to keep her tongue attached to Naomi’s pussy.

“Holy fucking shit!” Naomi screamed. “Right there, right fucking there!”

I could tell that she was getting closer to an orgasm, but I was too, and I had to make sure she got there first. So I decided to take a chance, hoping that it would get Naomi over the edge quickly, before it was too late.

Still pummeling away at her with all my energy, I released Naomi’s hip with one of my hands, freeing it up. Then after sticking my thumb into my mouth to get it lubed up, I ran it down the crack of Naomi’s ass and slipped it into her asshole.

Naomi let out a wordless scream of pleasure, and again began slamming her ass back against me, arching her spine, giving herself more leverage to push back with.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Naomi screamed as her legs shook madly.  She pounded her ass backwards, pummeling me with her pussy, forcing my cock deeper inside her than ever before.

Kelly got more involved too, reaching up from beneath us and grabbing Naomi’s asscheeks and spreading them wide, opening her up even more to me.

“That’s it, that’s it, that’s fucking it!” Naomi screamed, not holding back at all now. “Here I cum, here I fucking cum!”

She slammed back into me one last time and held her ass there, pressing up against me, both my cock and thumb having disappeared completely inside her holes. She held her position for a few seconds then released in a screaming spasm as an orgasm washed over her.

As soon as Naomi was done cumming, I slipped my thumb out of her asshole and went back to work on her pussy, hammering my body against her ass in a fit of energy as I rose to my own orgasm.

Now that she was finished helping Naomi get off, Kelly put her hands to use on me, cupping my balls and massaging them while I continued fucking Naomi from behind.

Kelly’s hands did the trick, taking me over the edge in just a few seconds.

”Goddammit,” I moaned, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

I pulled back, yanking my cock from Naomi’s pussy as she quickly spun around and climbed off the couch, joining Kelly on the floor at my feet. By the time Naomi got there, Kelly was already jerking me off, her hand feverishly working my cock.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I said breathlessly as my orgasm arrived.

Smiling up at me, Kelly continued jerking me off with reckless abandon as I started to cum, my sperm spraying out of my cock in thick streams.

Kelly didn’t slow down at all, still jerking me off like crazy as I came, sending my seed shooting everywhere, all over her and Naomi, getting on their face, their hair, their tits, the floor, and even on the couch.

Six or seven gyrations later, my cock had run dry. Both of the girl’s faces were dripping wet with my cum. Still grinning up at me, Kelly slid the tip of my cock into her mouth and gave it a couple of sucks, then popped it out and passed it on to Naomi, who did the same, making me shiver due to the sensitivity that always followed an orgasm.

Kelly leaned over and started licking Naomi’s face, gathering all of my cum up with her tongue. Once her face was clean, Kelly then moved down to her friend’s tits and cleaned them up too.

After Kelly had finished collecting all my sperm off of Naomi’s flesh with her tongue, Naomi did the same to Kelly, until they were both holding all of my cum in their mouths.

As I watched with amazement, Kelly and Naomi started making out, sharing my cum between them, Naomi giving it all to Kelly, and then Kelly to Naomi.

“You two are nasty as hell,” I said, laughing softly at their display.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Kelly said. She turned towards Naomi. “Do you want to do the honors?”

Smiling as best she could with a mouthful of cum, Naomi nodded. Then she tilted her head back and swallowed all my sperm down in one gulp.

I shook my head and chuckled under my breath. “Wow.”

“Yeah, she’s a pretty fun girl,” Kelly said, smiling at her friend.

“As are you,” Naomi said to Kelly, returning the grin.

“And I’m one hell of a lucky guy,” I added.

We all laughed.

“Well, what now?” I asked.

“That’s up to you,” Kelly replied.

“How so?”

“Well, we don’t have any plans, and Naomi’s parents are gone all night, so, unless you’ve got something better to do . . .”

“How could I have anything better to do than you two?” I said, eliciting another round of laughter.

“Then let’s go jump in the shower and relax for a little bit and get ready for round two.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said, helping the girls to their feet.

Hand in hand, we headed down the hallway towards the bathroom. I couldn’t help but think about how lucky a guy I was. Undoubtedly the luckiest guy in the world.

 

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HIGH CLASS ASS


 

By this point, if you’ve read any of my other confessions, you know why I love escorts so much. But for those of you who don’t know, it comes down to this basic fact: You get exactly what you want whenever you want it with no hassle at all. Not to mention a wide variety of hot chicks at your disposal with just a simple phone call. What could be better than that? Nothing. At least I didn’t think so. But now I’m not so sure.  Things have changed in my world. Maybe it’s just temporary, or maybe it’s permanent. I don’t know yet. But what I do know is this: I had an experience that altered my perceptions.

It was a night with an escort, just like so many of the others, but this one turned out different. It was a function of the woman herself, a gorgeous, tactful, exotic, considerate,  grounded beauty unlike any other I’d ever been with. Now, don’t get me wrong, she was still a nasty-as-hell, fully functional, perverted sex machine, but she was classy. She was proof that there are women out there who can give me what I need sexually as well as fulfill me in other ways. (Of course, now the trick is finding one, but we’ll worry about that later.)

So here, for your appreciation, is my final night with an escort. Hopefully you enjoy it as much as I did. But I doubt it.

 

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There’s a knock on my door. I take a deep breath and walk over to it and open it up, eschewing the peephole. I want to be surprised. And I am. In a good way.

The woman at the door is far more beautiful than I could have ever hoped for, standing just a few inches shorter than me with a slim, athletic body beneath her tight raincoat. Her long black hair is pulled back, showing off the perfect lines of her face. Narrow chin, high cheeks, big brown eyes, small nose, and thick, dick-sucking lips lined with dark maroon lipstick. Her skin is incredibly tan, golden brown, hinting at some exotic family background.

She holds out her hand, palm down. I take it and kiss the top of it, then lead her into the room.

I close the door behind us and by the time I turn around she’s already undone her raincoat and dropped it to the floor.

She’s wearing a tight, lacy black lingerie top that ends just below her perfectly proportioned, large but not too-large tits. She’s got a black bikini bottom and black lace stockings on her incredibly toned, muscular legs. She spins in place, showing off a tight, absolutely ridiculous ass and revealing little bows on the back of her stockings. She undoes a clip in her hair, letting it fall down her back, almost all the way to her waist.

Still facing away from me, showing off her ass, she turns her upper body and looks back at me.

“Do you like what you see?” she asks, her voice laced with the remains of an unfamiliar accent that confirms her exotic origins. Her smile is wide and appears genuine.

“Very much,” I say, stumbling even to get a simple sentence out. She’s so ridiculously gorgeous it’s throwing me off.

I’m used to getting a certain kind of woman, namely one with a specific flaw. Cute with only a so-so body, or an insane body with a decent face, or perfect except for jacked up teeth, something like that. But not this girl. She is just flat-out gorgeous, like a movie star, only with a slightly slutty edge. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect attitude, and just waiting to get fucked by me. It’s almost too much to handle.

“I like what I see too,” she says, stepping towards me. She grabs ahold of my arm, squeezes my bicep. “You have very big muscles,” she says. “Let’s see about the most important one.”

My heart is pounding as she runs her hand down my chest, over my shirt and jeans, coming to stop right at my crotch. She runs her hand over my jeans and starts rubbing the outside of my already rock-hard cock.

“So far, so good,” she says. “Do you mind if I take a closer look?”

“Not at all,” I say, trying (and failing) to control my breathing.

She unzips my fly and reaches in and pulls my cock out. “Oh my,” she says under her breath, her smile growing even wider. With her hand still wrapped around my shaft she says, “You have a very beautiful cock.”

Despite having done this sort of thing many times, I can’t help but blush. For some reason getting a compliment from her (even though it’s one I paid for) excites and embarrasses me.

“Thanks,” I say sheepishly.

She laughs. “What’s the matter? Is this your first time with someone like me?”

“Not even close,” I say.

“Then what is it? Are you just shy?”

“Not normally,” I say, laughing nervously under my breath. “But right now? Yeah. A little.”

“That’s okay,” she says. “You just relax and let me do the work. And when you’re feeling up to it, you can take over.”

“Sounds good to me,” I say, barely able to get the words out, highly doubting that I’ll ever feel up to taking control. Not over her.

With her hand still wrapped around my cock, she leads me over to the couch. Then she spins me around and gives me a little push, dropping me onto the cushions.

She reaches down and undoes my belt then pulls my jeans off. She drops down onto the floor, spreads my legs, and crawls in closer to me until her head is right in front of my stiff cock.

A thin sound escapes from my throat as she wraps her lips around the tip of my cock. She sucks on the head for a few seconds before pulling her mouth off with a pop. Then she starts working my cock over, never staying in one spot for more than a couple seconds, running her tongue down the length of the shaft, caressing my balls, sucking on them for a short time, then licking the tip, all while looking up at me, her big brown eyes locked onto mine.

“You want me to suck it?” she says.

I nod, unable to trust my mouth to form even the simplest of words.

She smiles again then takes my cock in her mouth and starts moving her lips up and down the shaft, hands-free, making it disappear with ease, her eyes still looking up at mine. Her hair is thrown back, allowing me a perfect view of her beautiful face as she sucks my cock.

And she sucks it like a pro, constantly varying the pace and the pressure and the depth to keep things fresh and keep the sensation heightened.

She takes my cock all the way down her throat and holds it for a few seconds, then pulls off, leaving it glistening with her saliva. She takes a couple of deep breaths, still smiling up at me, her hand now jerking me off, moving quickly along my slippery shaft.

After catching her breath she slips my cock back into her mouth and moves it in conjunction with her hand, sucking and jerking me off at the same time, her mouth making slurping and gurgling sounds as she goes to town on my cock. Her free hand runs down my thigh then comes underneath my balls and curls around my sack, caressing and jiggling my balls while she continues to suck my cock.

She pulls her mouth off my cock and slips her head further down beneath my legs. Her eyes still locked on mine, she takes my balls in her mouth, suckling and gurgling them, first one at a time, then both together, her hand continuing to jerk me off the whole time.

It feels so good I can hardly contain myself. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in an attempt to regain control. I’m a visual person and I’m hoping that by not watching her suck my cock it’ll keep me from getting too excited. It actually works, at least for a short time. But then her tongue bypasses my balls and ventures even lower.

I shudder and mutter a low obscenity the moment her tongue makes contact with my asshole.

“I take it you like that?” she asks, looking up at me from behind my balls, a little smile plastered on her face.

“I fucking love it,” I say.

“Do you want me to do it some more?”

“Yes please.”

She laughs and then goes back to work on my asshole, licking it like a kitten lapping up milk, moving slowly from back to front while she continues jerking me off with her free hand.

She suddenly shoves my legs even further back, pushing my knees towards my chest, giving her easier access to my asshole. She gathers up some saliva and spits on my asshole, then starts attacking it more aggressively with her tongue, putting more pressure on my sphincter, then sliding the rigid tip of it inside of me.

“Holy fuck,” I mutter, my fists curled up into balls in an attempt to counteract my excitement. I’m breathing hard by now, barely able to keep myself under control as she continues tonguing my asshole with reckless abandon. I’m perilously close to cumming but it just feels so damn good that I don’t want to tell her to stop.

I turn my gaze to the ceiling and try to count the little holes to distract myself just enough to stay on the edge without going over it. But my attention is thrust downward with the onset of a new sensation.

She has gone back to sucking my cock but there’s still pressure in my asshole. I realize with a start that she’s slipped one of her fingers in there and is sliding it in and out of my asshole while she blows me.

It feels incredible. Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. The pressure and the mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure in my rectum combined with the pure bliss of her mouth moving up and down on my cock is quickly pushing me over the edge. It’s all I can do to keep from exploding right there, all over her face and into her mouth.

With a deep sense of reluctance I crawl away from her, back into the couch, forcing her finger out of my asshole and her mouth off my cock.

“What’s the matter?” she asks, a look of confusion on her face. “You don’t like that?”

“Actually I like it too much,” I say. “Any more of it and I’m going to be finished way too soon.”

“Ahhh, I understand,” she says, smiling. “You need a little break, right? A chance to gather yourself?”

I nod.

“Okay, you just sit back and relax. I’ll give you a little show.”

So I do, leaning back on the couch as she drops onto the floor, her back to the carpet.

She slips her panties off and spreads her legs wide so her wet, shaved pussy is staring me right in the face, then slides her hand down her stomach, stopping at the top of her pussy.

With two fingers she starts rubbing her clit, moving slowly in a circular motion, staring directly at me the entire time. With her free hand she’s fondling her breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple.

Her fingers start moving faster against her clit and her breath is coming harder and harder now. She bites down on her bottom lip and makes soft but intense groaning sounds under her breath. She slips her fingers inside her pussy and starts banging herself, her juices making a sloshing, sucking sound as her fingers fly in and out of her pussy.

My dick is still standing straight up and it’s all I can do to keep my hands off it. I desperately want to jerk off as she plays with herself but I’m trying to exhibit a little self-control. But soon I realize it’s pointless.

She slips a third finger inside her pussy and I just can’t hold out any longer. My hand goes down to my cock and I start stroking it, slowly and gently, not wanting to increase my excitement too much further. After all, this is supposed to be when I’m cooling down a bit in preparation for what’s to come next. But she’s just so hot and sexy and obviously into what she’s doing that I can’t help myself.

  By now, she’s working herself with both hands, one with four fingers inside her pussy, slamming in and out, while the other rubs at her clit. It’s obvious from her face that she’s close to cumming but she still makes relatively little noise.

She increases the intensity until it’s about to boil over, then suddenly tenses up, her eyes wide, her neck straining as she reaches orgasm. She lets out a little gasp and her body shakes and shimmies a couple of times before falling still.

Smiling, she pulls her fingers from her pussy and brings them up to her mouth, where she proceeds to suck them dry of her pussy juices.

“Did you like the show?” she says once her fingers are clean. Her eyes are locked on mine, her smile as genuine as ever.

“Very much,” I say.

“Are you ready for me to sit on your cock now?”

Matching her smile, I nod.

She stands up from the floor and saunters over towards me. She climbs atop me, one leg on each side of my body, and lowers her pussy onto my stiff cock. It slides in easily, having been expertly warmed up already.

I utter a soft groan as she takes my cock all the way inside her, engulfing it, her pussy warm and wet and inviting.

She works her pussy muscles, expanding and contracting them, altering the pressure on my cock without moving up and down against it.

“Holy fuck,” I say softly, doing everything in my power to keep from cumming immediately. I’m holding my breath, afraid to let it out for fear that it’ll be all the excuse my body need to release.

Smiling, obviously enjoying the control she has over me, she leans over and sticks her tongue down my throat.

This does nothing to relieve the pressure; if anything, it ramps things up even further. For some reason I’ve always been turned on just as much if not more from kissing as from fucking, and when both are happening simultaneously it’s all but unbearable. Making out while fucking a girl is often the final thing that puts me over the edge. And that’s almost the case here. But her lips feel so good I don’t want to pull off. So I just tighten my reins a little tighter and try to hold on.

Luckily she breaks off the kiss right before it’s going to be a problem for me. Then she leans her body back and starts bouncing on my cock, slowly at first, working the entire thing from tip to shaft inside her pussy. Taking it right to the edge of popping out before slamming it back down.

Paradoxically, this relieves some of the pressure I’m feeling. I’ve always had an easier time not cumming when the fucking is fast and aggressive as opposed to slow and intimate. I’m not sure why but it holds true here too.

She slams her body into me harder and harder, riding my cock like crazy, her tits bouncing in my face, her hands pressing down on my chest while she stares directly at me. It’s perfect; I’m thoroughly excited but in no immediate danger of spilling over.

With my cock still planted deep in her pussy, she spins around so she’s riding me reverse cowgirl, her body turned slightly sideways towards me, one foot flat up on the couch, outside of my leg, and the other on the ground, inside of mine.

She’s riding me faster and faster, the new position allowing her to slam her body down onto mine with more force than ever before. But still I want more.

Her body is turned towards me just enough that her right tit is bouncing directly in front of my face, tempting me, taunting me. I crane my neck forward and start sucking on her rock-hard nipple while she rides my cock.

She moans and starts riding me even more aggressively, her body now slamming down on top of mine hard enough to make me flinch. But I like the pain so I bite down on her nipple so she’ll ride me even harder.

She obliges, uttering something in her native language under her breath and shaking her head from side-to-side and slamming down onto me with everything she has, our bodies coming together with an audible smack at the bottom of every thrust.

Despite the intensity that we’re going at it, she remains mostly quiet, which is fine by me. And actually it’s a bit of a relief considering how most of the escorts I’ve been with scream as loud as possible, perhaps thinking that’s what men want to hear. Which is correct, most of the time. But not always. Sometimes quiet intensity is preferable, especially when the girl is gorgeous and talented, like this one obviously is. She doesn’t need to scream to prove she’s having a good time. Her actions do it for her. And more effectively, I might add.

In fact, she’s so effective that I’m having trouble loosening up and letting things go. I feel like I’m back in high school and it’s one of my first times; I’m still slightly embarrassed by her beauty and even feeling a bit unworthy, even though I’ve paid her for her time. She’s so gorgeous it’s really kind of intimidating. I feel like a kid again, making it almost impossible for me take control.

She does her best to counteract this by taking the lead, but this just makes things even more pronounced, making me feel even more out of my league. It’s far easier to pummel a girl into submission when you see them as lesser than you, a view which most escorts are all too ready to enforce by their looks and outfits and attitudes. But a woman like this, so beautiful and sophisticated and sure of herself makes it almost impossible for me to get comfortable. I want to take control and fuck her like I fuck all the other escorts, but there’s something deep down inside me that isn’t allowing me to do so.

Luckily for me she seems to be used to having this kind of effect on men, so she has no trouble continuing to take the lead.

She climbs up and off my cock, spins around, and positions herself on her hands and knees on the couch. Her perfect ass is sticking up, just waiting for me to take her from behind.

I clamber to my feet and position myself with one leg on the couch and one on the floor, giving me the perfect leverage to take advantage of her.

I slip my cock into her, taking her doggy-style. I move slowly against her at first, wanting to savor the first few moments of penetration from this, my favorite angle, but it isn’t long before I’m slamming my cock in and out of her pussy. I just can’t help myself.

Our bodies slam together, my cock going balls deep inside her pussy, the outline of her spine showing against her tanned skin.

I adjust my position so my hands are just above her hips, pushing her mid-section down to bring her ass up, slightly altering the angle of penetration and allowing me deeper access.

Her ass is bouncing right in front of my face as I fuck her from behind, mesmerizing me with its jiggly movements, tempting me, taunting me with its perfection. I can’t let it go untouched. It’s just too inviting.

I slide my hands down and grab ahold of her asscheeks and spread them wide, revealing her tiny pink little asshole. It’s staring me right in the face, slightly open but not gaping, beckoning me, just begging to get played with. And based on her foray into my nether regions earlier in the evening, I’m guessing she’s up for some anal play, and possibly even a whole lot more. Time to find out for sure.

Normally when I hire an escort I just take what I want from her; that’s kind of the point. I know they are going to give it up willingly so there’s no apprehension on my part. But tonight I just can’t get over my (relative) shyness and take what I want. I have to make sure that she wants it too. So I take things slowly, gathering up some saliva before spitting on her asshole and start working it with my thumb. She lets out a little gasp of pleasure and her entire body starts to shimmy, her breath coming more quickly now. 

Based on her reaction to my playing with her asshole she seems to like it, so I take things a step further, rubbing the outside of her sphincter for a little bit, varying the pressure to keep her guessing, continuing to fuck her from behind all the while.

Then I venture a little deeper, pressing my thumb in the center of her asshole, not quite hard enough to penetrate it but right on the edge.

She starts bucking harder against me, her ass slamming into my hips. It’s as if she’s trying to force my thumb into her ass. She obviously wants it in there, so I oblige, sliding it in to the first knuckle and start working it around. She utters a deep, shuddering moan and her body shakes.

Taking her excitement as a good sign, I slip my thumb deeper into her asshole and continue fucking her, picking up speed, inspired by her increased gyrations. I pound her a few more times then pause to catch my breath, keeping my cock in her pussy and my thumb planted firmly in her ass.

She turns her upper body so she’s looking back at me. Her eyes lock onto mine. They are shining with intense pleasure.

“You like my ass, don’t you?” she says.

“I love it,” I reply.

“You want to stick your cock in there, don’t you?”

“Very much so,” I say.

“Then what are you waiting for?” she says.

It’s a good question. One I don’t have an answer for. So without saying another word, I pull back a little, slipping my cock from her pussy, then lift my hips just a little bit and stick my rock-hard cock into her gaping asshole. It slides in easily, with very little resistance.

I go to work fucking her asshole, moving slowly against her in long, rhythmic strokes, giving her my entire cock, from tip to base.

“That’s it, baby,” she says, her accent slightly more pronounced. “Fuck my tight little ass with that beautiful cock of yours.”

Her voice is like an aphrodisiac; just hearing it gets me more excited. Almost too excited, really, keeping me from turning the aggression up too much. Normally I go at it pretty rough but tonight things are different. This girl is so hot, so exotic, and so high-class that I’m having trouble totally laying into her. I’m fucking her gently, or at least as gently as possible considering my cock is in her ass right now. It just doesn’t seem right to be fucking her any other way.

Seeming to sense my reluctance, she starts taking more control, backing her ass into me with more and more force, until eventually she’s slamming back into me, her ass bouncing off my hips, my balls slapping up against her pussy as my cock goes balls deep into her asshole.

“You like that?” she says, turning her upper body so she’s looking back at me. “You like it when I work your cock with my ass?”

Unable to speak, I can only nod. She smiles and starts backing her ass into me even more aggressively. Then she tilts her head back, arching her spine and sending her silky black hair spilling over her back.

Is she trying to tell me something? Giving me an opportunity to take control without explicit saying so? I think she is. So I gather up a handful of her hair and take the lead, shifting my legs to give myself a little more leverage before I start hammering away at her asshole.

“That’s right,” she says, breathing more deeply now. “Pull my hair and fuck me like you mean it.”

Inspired by her talking, I start giving it to her harder, my hips slamming against her ass, causing it to ripple with every thrust. I wrap my hand tighter around her hair and give it a good tug, arching her back even further and allowing me deeper access to her asshole.

“There you go,” she says, her voice still low and seductive and intense. “Give it to me, baby. Right there. Right fucking there.”

And so I do, turning her body so I’m standing now, my cock still planted firmly in her ass. I reach down and push on her shoulders, forcing her face into the cushions of the couch. I hold it there, pressing down on the side of her head while I pummel her ass, my body slamming against hers, my cock disappearing all the way inside her.

She grabs ahold of her asscheeks with her hands and spreads them wide, stretching her asshole, allowing me deeper access. Seeing her this into it excites me further and I hammer away at her ass with everything I have, right at the edge now and not caring. Thousands of years of evolutionary instincts have taken over; I’m no longer concerned with prolonging the session, all I want to do is propagate my seed.

“Holy fucking shit I’m gonna cum,” I say.

She immediately pulls off my cock and spins around and drops to the floor, her mouth right in front of my cock. She takes my cock in her hand and jerks me off while her mouth sucks me off, heedless of the fact that it was just in her ass.

She doesn’t have to work it for long before I’m at the point of no return. My legs tighten up and my body tenses for a moment, then releases.

She pulls my cock from her mouth but continues jerking me off as the cum rockets out of my cock, spraying all over face and tits and neck, covering her body with milky whiteness while she stares directly into my eyes.

She continues working my cock with her hand, squeezing out every last vestige of cum before finally letting go. She drops my cock and starts to laugh. Her face is a mess, completely covered with my sperm, like she’d dunked her face in a bowl of milk.

“Pretty damn impressive,” she says, still giggling.

“Thanks,” I say, as embarrassed as ever.

She climbs to her feet and heads towards the bathroom.

The session ends as all they all do, with her cleaning up real quick and then leaving without much fanfare. This is one of the things I love about escorts, the lack of any emotional awkwardness afterwards. It’s done, time to move on. But today it’s bothering me more than usual. It’s as though I want something more, something meaningful. I feel empty without it.

As she’s walking out the door I want to ask her what her name is, so I can ask for her again, but I’m already feeling like this was a turning point in my life, and I know if I ask her for her name I’ll be tempted to call her again. And I don’t want that. At least, I don’t think I do. So I resist. But as soon as she closes the door behind her I’m already regretting it. But that’s okay. It’s time for a new phase in my life. Hopefully I can actually follow through with it.

We’ll see.

 

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ROUGHING HER UP


 

Kevin Demps and Jenny Wilson had been lovers for going on three months. They’d met each other through a mutual friend and had hit it off right away. Not dating, as neither really had time for a true relationship, but getting together for sex on a regular basis.

At first, the sex was great—passionate and fun—but lately things had started to get a little stale. Stale enough, in fact, that Jenny had recently been making waves about calling the affair off. Unless Kevin was willing to try something new. Something Jenny had always wanted but had never quite had the guts to ask for. At least, not from Kevin.

 

#

 

They were sitting on the living room couch in Jenny’s apartment after a night out at a bar with friends. Both were pretty drunk, if not quite wasted. It was shortly after midnight.

“We have to figure this out,” Jenny said, shifting her body so she was facing Kevin.

“Figure what out?”

“Whether or not this is going to continue working.”

“I didn’t realize there was a problem,” Kevin said.

Jenny flashed him a look of disbelief.

“Okay, so I know things have been different lately,” Kevin said. “But I didn’t realize it was that big of a problem.”

“Well, it is,” Jenny said. “Enough of a problem that we need to mix things up if we want to continue getting together.”

“Okay,” Kevin said. “What do you suggest we do about it?”

“I had a few ideas.”

Kevin gave her a sideways look. “Like what?”

“I think we need to kick things up a notch,” Jenny said.

“In what way?”

Jenny turned to face Kevin. She was a decently-sized girl, standing almost 5’8” and weighing in at right about 120 pounds, with long blonde hair and big brown eyes. Her face was more slutty than cute, but she had a rockin’ body, with perfectly-sized breasts, a slim figure, tight ass and legs that didn’t quit.

“I want you to rough me up,” she said.

“What?” Kevin said, confused. While Jenny was definitely a freak in bed, so far they hadn’t done anything too far out of the ordinary. Sure, there had been some light hair pulling and the occasional gentle smack on the ass, but certainly nothing too deviant. If she wouldn’t have specifically asked for him to get rough he never would have imagined that she liked it that way.

“You know,” Jenny said. “Smacking me around. Choking me, that sort of thing.”

“Really?” Kevin said, a bit uncomfortable with the idea.

“Sure,” Jenny said. “Why not?”

Kevin shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess I just didn’t think you were into that sort of thing.”

“Well, I am,” she said. “Why, aren’t you?”

“Not really.”

“Oh,” Jenny said. She was clearly disappointed.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong,” Kevin said. “I’m no goody-goody, but the sort of thing you’re talking about? It’s not really my style.”

“So you’ve tried it before?”

“Once or twice.”

“But you didn’t like it.”

“Not really,” Kevin said. More to the point, he didn’t like himself after doing it. But there was no need to go into that right now.

“Well, that’s too bad,” Jenny said. “Because the way things have been going, we need to do something different.”

“It hasn’t been that bad.”

“No, but it hasn’t been all that great either. Not lately at least.”

“And you think this will change things,” Kevin said, his tone skeptical.

Jenny smiled. “I know it will.”

“I don’t know—”

“You want to give me what I want, right,” Jenny said.

“Of course,” Kevin replied.

“Well, this is what I want.”

“You’re sure about that?”

“Absolutely,” Jenny said.

Kevin dropped his eyes and shook his head.

“What’s the problem?” Jenny said.

“I’m just not comfortable doing those kinds of things to you,” Kevin said. “Or to anyone, really.”

“That’s the whole point,” she said. “To take you out of your comfort zone.”

“I know,” Kevin said. “But—”

“But nothing,” Jenny said. “You asked me what it would take to keep this little affair of ours going, and I’m telling you. If you’d rather we just go our separate ways—”

“You know that’s not what I want.”

“Well then, you know what you have to do.”

“I know,” Kevin said. “I just don’t know if I can.”

“Think of me as one of your ex-girlfriends, someone who dumped a few years ago for no reason at all, if that helps. What’s that one girl’s name you always used tell me about? Allie?”

Kevin’s eyes narrowed at the mention of her name.

“Oh yeah, that’s the one,” Jenny said, flashing him a wicked little smile. “Allie. Just pretend that I’m Allie and you finally have your chance to pay me back for everything I ever did to you.”

Kevin’s hand shot out and grabbed Jenny around the throat. Her smile grew wider.

“Is this what you want?” Kevin said. “Is this how you want me to treat you?”

Jenny started to answer but Kevin gripped her throat tighter so she just nodded her head.

Kevin smacked her in the face with an open palm. The sound echoed about the room. “What about that?” He smacked her again, hard enough to leave a red mark on her cheek. “Do you like that too?”

Jenny nodded once more. Her entire face was turning red from lack of oxygen.

Kevin released her throat, giving her a chance to breathe. She did so in gasping breaths but her smile never wavered.

“Fine,” Kevin said, grabbing a handful of her hair and walking over towards the bed, dragging her along with him. “If you want me to treat you like shit, I’ll treat you like shit. But I don’t want to hear you complaining about it later.”


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