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KINKY EROTICA 85

4 FILTHY STORIES

Featuring stories from:

Dirk Rockwell

Scotty Diggler

Taylor Jordan

Rickie Sheen

Copyright 2018 by BS Publications

BS PUBLICATIONS

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

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

LATE NIGHT FILTH BY DIRK ROCKWELL

SHE LIKES BIG COCKS BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

DIRTY LITTLE SPINNER BY TAYLOR JORDAN

HIGH CLASS SLUT BY RICKIE SHEEN

 

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LATE NIGHT FILTH

FILTHY VEGAS WEEKEND: VOLUME THREE

DIRK ROCKWELL

  

People ask me all the time if it bothers me that Nikki was in porn. Of course it doesn’t. Why would it?

The way I see it, a person’s past is their past. Nothing more. It’s not their present, it’s not their future. By its very definition it can’t be altered. Nor does it matter. It’s over and done with, so why stress over it?

When it comes to a past, everyone has one. And everyone has made mistakes in it. The key is to not make those same mistakes again. And how do you go about avoiding them? Easy. By talking about what led you to making them so you won’t make them again.

But for some reason everyone is always afraid of discussing their past with their significant others. Nobody ever talks to each other about their old relationships, their old boyfriends/girlfriends, about any of that stuff. I don’t understand it. It’s  just like any secret; once it’s out in the open it loses all its power. So why not nip things in the bud? You’d be surprised how many laughs you can have trying to top your partner with the worst thing you’ve ever done. Or the biggest asshole/bitch you’ve ever dated. Or how you pathetically lusted after someone way out of your league and inevitably got shot down by them. Discussions like this are bonding experiences, they help us realize that we’re not so unlike everyone else. And they are essential to a healthy relationship.

Which takes us back to the question about Nikki being in porn and why I don’t have the slightest problem with it. It’s pretty simple, actually.

Nikki’s stint shooting porn doesn’t define her more than her shitty marriage does, or the first person she slept with. Nor, for that matter, does my shitty marriage and crappy relationships before that define me. Or who I slept with in college. These experiences have made us who we are, yes, but so what? Do you hate yourself so much that you have to hide the things that have molded you? Are you that ashamed of who you are?

Maybe. I don’t know. But I’m sure as hell not. I embrace my past, revel in it, enjoy reliving it. And I certainly don’t hide from it. Nor does Nikki hide from hers. Which is why I love her. In the immortal words of Popeye The Sailor Man, “I am who am and that’s all that I am.”

Anyone who’s got a problem with that can go fuck themselves.

 

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I couldn’t sleep. Despite all the fucking and drinking we’d done over the past six hours, the Viagra kept my dick just hard enough that I knew I wouldn’t be able to get any rest until I took care of it one more time. Hopefully the last.

I looked over and saw that Nikki was sleeping soundly, so I climbed out of bed, slipped into a bathrobe and grabbed the laptop bag. I went downstairs so I wouldn’t disturb Nikki, sat down on the couch and opened the laptop. After a couple minutes of searching I had some porn streaming over the internet. I skipped to the middle of the scene to avoid all the foreplay. Right now I just wanted to get off quickly so my little man would relax and I could hopefully get some sleep.

Onscreen a tiny little blonde with gigantic fake tits was in the process of getting fucked by a young stud. She was on the bed, her legs spread open wide. He was pounding her with reckless abandon while she screamed loudly. I opened up the bathrobe and let my still hard cock out. But the scene wasn’t really doing much for me. The girl was too fake, the guy not really into it. There was no real heat. I skipped forward a little bit more and found what I was looking for. Now he was fucking her doggy style. Her fake screams had been replaced by a lower, more guttural grown that sounded very real indeed. The stud had toned down his eagerness and was pumping her more slowly. I began stroking my cock, slowly at first.

The stud started pounding her harder and the little blonde’s screams started up again. But this time they were legit. The guy reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked back on it. She screamed louder. Then he stuck his thumb in her ass. She screamed louder still. I started jerking my cock a little faster. This stuff was turning me on. Not nearly as much as fucking Nikki but it would do the trick. A few more minutes of this and hopefully I could finish up for the night and then hit the sack for real. A couple hours of sleep would feel real good right about now.

The action was starting to get hotter and hotter and I was getting closer and closer to finishing when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I looked over my shoulder and saw Nikki standing behind me. She was wearing nothing but a g-string and one of my t-shirts. She’d washed off all her makeup but she didn’t need it. She’s hot as hell without it, with her little freckled face making her look like she’s still in her teens. Her hair is mussed up which just takes the sexiness factor up a notch further. Just looking at her makes my cock even harder than it was just moments ago, which is quite a feat.    

“What are you doing?” she asked, fighting off a yawn.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I said, a little smile playing on my lips.

“Don’t tell me you’re jerking off to porn.” There was no malice in her voice, just curiosity and a hint of surprise.

My smile widened and I shrugged.

“After everything we did?” she said. “I thought you were done for the night.”

“So did I,” I said. “But this Viagra has me feeling like I’m eighteen again. I just can’t keep my little man at heel.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It’s not so great when you’re sound asleep.”

“Did you even try to wake me up?”

“No,” I said. “I just thought—”

She started walking towards me, taking slow, exaggerated strides. “That’s your problem right there,” she said. “You need to stop thinking so much. For all you know I could have been dreaming about you, just praying that you would wake me up.”

“Were you?”

“Maybe,” she said as she came up behind me. She draped her arms over my shoulders and started rubbing my chest with her hands as she eyed my cock. “Jesus Christ, you weren’t kidding about your little man, were you?”

“No,” I said.

“You certainly look like you were enjoying it, whatever you were watching.”

I didn’t reply to this. There was no good answer.

“Hit the pause button,” she said. “I want to see what’s got you so worked up.”

I un-paused the screen, revealing the little blonde getting fucked from behind while the stud pulled her hair and fingered her asshole. As we watched, he pulled his thumb from her asshole and started spanking her ass, turning it red.

“Well, that explains a lot,” Nikki said. She looked at me, then at my cock, then back at me. “Do you know what I think? I think that you didn’t wake me up on purpose. I think you’d rather be watching porn than fucking me.”

I knew she didn’t mean it but figured I’d play along. She was obviously enjoying her little game, and the more fun she had the more fun I was going to have to in the end.

“Never,” I said.

Nikki scoffed. “Yeah right,” she said. Her voice had gotten edgier, like a teacher scolding one of her students. Taking charge just turned me on even further, a fact which she knew quite well. Which is undoubtedly why she was doing it. “You’d rather watch that little blonde slut get fucked than fuck me, wouldn’t you.”

“Not a chance,” I said.

“We’ll just see about that.”

She climbed over the couch and flipped the laptop shut, then turned on me, her thin, perfect body standing over me, her pussy at the same level as my face. She slipped out of her g-string and started rubbing her pussy. I grabbed my cock and started playing with it. She slapped my arm away.

“I didn’t say you could touch your cock,” she said. “You were a bad boy. And I’m going to punish you for it. You’re just going to sit there and watch me play with my pussy.”

She went back to work on her pussy, slipping a finger in, then two. She started fucking herself, slowly at first, then picking up speed.

I looked up at her. I tried to keep the smile off my face but it was impossible. This was just too much fun. My dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of the bathrobe, throbbing and rock hard. It was all I could do not start playing with it, especially with her standing over me, looking down on me like that, taunting me with her fingers inside her pussy. She pulled her fingers out and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off.

She stepped forward so her pussy was hovering directly over my cock. I reached out and ran my hands up her legs but she slapped them away again.

“Don’t fucking touch anything,” Nikki said, looking back at me. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes mistress.”

“That’s better,” Nikki said. Then she sat down on my stomach and backed her ass up until it was pressing painfully against my cock. She reached back and grabbed my cock and started stroking it. She bounced it against her ass and rubbed it up and down her crack, making me squirm.

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

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

She just laughed. “Later, maybe,” she said before letting it go. She pulled the shirt up over her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples. “You like these perfect little titties?”

Again I nodded.

“You want to suck on them?”

I nodded yet again.

“Say it.”

“Yes,” I said.

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

“I want to suck on your tits.”

She tilted her head and gave me the evil eye.

“Please,” I added, enjoying the hell out of this little game. Payback, no doubt, for our escapades earlier.

“Please what?”

“Please mistress.”

“That’s better,” she said.

She pressed her chest up against my face and shook them back and forth, slapping me with them.

“Stick your tongue out.”

I stuck my tongue out.

She stuck one of her nipples in front of my mouth. “Lick my nipple.”

I did.

She stuck it deeper in my mouth. “Now suck on it.”

Again I did what I was told.

“Harder,” she said.

I sucked with everything I had. Nikki started to groan. Her nipple was hard so I switched to the other side and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around my head, pressing me deeper into her. I looked up and saw her head thrown back, exposing the hollow of her neck. She squeezed harder for a moment, then let go, her breast popping out of my mouth with an audible pop.

She leaned back and slid her body further up my chest and put her feet up on the back of the couch 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 pussy.

“You like watching me play with myself?” she said. “You like seeing me fuck my tight little hole with my fingers?”

“Yes mistress.”

“You want to taste it?” she said. “You want to taste my pussy?

I nodded.

She increased the pace, slamming her fingers inside her pussy for a few seconds, getting it nice and juicy. Then she pulled them out and stuck them in my mouth. I sucked on them, tasting her familiar sweetness, loving every second of it.

“Oh, you like that, do you?” she said.

“I fucking love it.”

“Then open your mouth,” she said as she climbed to her feet. “I’ll give you the real thing.”

I opened my mouth and she pushed my head back into the headrest and climbed up and sat on my face. She rubbed her pussy in my mouth, bouncing up and down on it, my nose smacking up against her clit, her wetness getting all over the bottom half of my face. I stuck out my tongue and pushed it deep into her pussy.

“That’s right,” she said. “Work that tongue. Stick it in my pussy.”

I held my tongue rigid as she bounced on it, her moans growing with every thrust. She leaned down and grabbed the back of my head and held it up against her pussy, pushing them together, holding it there, suffocating me, forcing me to breathe her in. So I did, taking my air from her pussy as she got off on my tongue.

And then she was climbing off my face, leaving me gasping for breath.

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

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

“It’s so fucking huge,” she said as she stuck out her tongue and licked it, from the tip down to my 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 my shaft and the other went down and played with my balls. Triple threat. Insanity.

She worked the tip of my cock for a few seconds then started letting it further into her mouth, bouncing up and down on it, taking more of it in every time, until pretty soon she was swallowing the whole thing. She deep-throated me a couple of times, each time spending a couple seconds with my 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 my cock out of her mouth.

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

“You do it better,” I said.

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

“Yes,” I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What I don’t understand,” she said nonchalantly as she spit on my cock and stroked it some more. “Is why you watch those when you could have the real thing?”

“I thought you were asleep.”

“So you said. But you know what? I’m awake now.”

“Yes you are,” I said, climbing to my feet. “And I’m going to fuck the shit outta you, just like they do in those movies I like.”

“Promises, promises,” she said.

I picked her up and spun her around and dropped her on the couch, doggy-style, her arms gripping the back of the couch, her back arched, her tight little ass sticking up in the air, spread perfectly, just waiting for me. I got down on my knees and sidled up to her. But I didn’t stick my cock inside her. Now that I was in control, I was going to make her suffer, just as she had made me. Besides, I had to give myself a couple minutes to calm down. If I stuck my cock in her now, I’d cum within seconds. And neither of us wanted that.

I grabbed both of her ass cheeks, one in each hand, and spread her ass apart, then buried my face in between her cheeks. I went to work on her pussy, my tongue running up and down and inside it, my nose pressing up against her perfect little pink asshole. I pulled my tongue from her pussy and ran it up to her asshole and started licking it too.

“That’s right,” Nikki said, her moans growing more intense with every second. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get in there. Taste it. Love it. Worship it.”

Her nasty talk just turned me on further. I went after it with more intensity, running my tongue from her pussy to the asshole, up and down, over and over again, then finally concentrating on her asshole, licking it, sucking on it, sticking my tongue inside it. She was bouncing now against my face, totally absorbed in the moment, her moans turning to guttural groans as my rigid tongue went deeper and deeper inside her asshole.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screamed as I spread her ass cheeks with my hands, opening her up further, giving me even deeper access to her asshole. She was on the verge of orgasm, right on the edge. I brought my hand forward and started working her pussy with my fingers while continuing to tongue her asshole.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum,  holy shit I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Nikki shuddered beneath me, her pussy convulsing, drenching my fingers with her wetness.

“Give me your cock,” she begged, looking back at me. “I want you inside of me.”

“Shut up,” I said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head towards me until our faces were inches from each other. “You’ll get my cock when I decide to give it to you, not before. Understand?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

“Say it,” I said, returning her favor from earlier.

“I understand.”

I gave her the same look she had given me earlier; head tilted sideways, narrowed eyes, a little scowl on my lips.

“I understand, master,” she said.

“That’s better,” I said, slapping her ass.

She yelped in pleasurable pain.

“Oh you like, that, do you?”

She nodded as best she could with my hand still gripping her hair.

I slapped her ass again, harder this time.

Again, she yelped.

I slapped her again, and again, and again, until her ass was red.

With every slap she yelped a little louder until finally her legs shimmied and shook and she moaned in near-orgasm.

Smiling, I released her hair and her head flopped back down onto the couch. I spread her cheeks again, revealing her little pink asshole. I spit on it. Then I took my thumb and started rubbing the outside of it, varying the pressure, making her squeal. I stuck my thumb into her asshole and started working it around, spitting on it again, working my thumb deeper and deeper, to the first knuckle then all the way down until it had completely disappeared.

Nikki was working her ass, moving it against my hand, her moans growing ever more intense.

“Do you want my cock?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes master,” she said. “Please give me your cock. I need it.”

With my thumb still planted in her ass I stood up and stuck my cock in her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” she moaned, starting to move slowly against me.

I knew I didn’t have much time before I was going to explode, so I started pounding away right from the get-go, slamming up my cock into her pussy while my thumb worked her asshole.

“Fuck me with that big cock of yours,” Nikki said. “Give it to me like the little slut that I am. Like I deserve to be fucked.”

As always, her talk just spurned me on further. I pummeled her relentlessly, her little ass slapping up against my hips with every thrust, practically lifting her off the couch every time I bottomed out.

“Is that all you got?” she said. “Come on, fuck me like you mean it. Punish me. Punish me!”

I pulled my thumb from her ass and used both hands to grab ahold of her hair. I yanked back on her head, pulling it towards me, forcing her to arch her back, giving me more leverage to pound her. I went after her with everything I had, hammering away while Nikki shrieked in delight.

I let go of her hair with one of my hands and started spanking her ass, just like in the movie.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s right,” Nikki said. “Slap my ass. Treat me like a whore. Treat me like a dirty little whore.”

Her talk brought me right to the edge. But before I came, I wanted to do one last thing. So I let go of her hair and pushed on her shoulders, forcing them down so her face was lying on the couch. With her head down and her ass up, her perfect little butthole was staring me right in the face, gaping slightly from the thumb reaming I’d given it earlier, beckoning me, begging me to fuck it. But it was too late.

Just thinking about fucking Nikki in the ass took me over the edge. It happened more quickly than usual; I didn’t even have time to warm Nikki that I was cumming. Before I knew what was happening I’d pulled my cock out of her and was spraying my seed all over her back in white, ropy bursts. Even though it was my fifth time on the night, it was still an impressive load, just as large as my first one had been. Whether that was a function of the Viagra or just being drunk with my hot and nasty-as-hell girlfriend in a kick-ass suite in Vegas I didn’t know, but I decided I was going to find out.

After using the bathrobe to clean Nikki off, we both trundled back up the stairs and crashed into bed.

“Well, that was quite a day,” she said, the disappointment clear in her voice. “Too bad we have to take off tomorrow.”

“Says who?”

She turned towards me. “I thought you said we were only staying for the night.”

“That was the plan,” I said. “But there’s nothing that says we have to stick to it.”

“Really? We can stay?”

“Sure. Why not? It’s not like we have anything we have to get home to. A couple more nights here isn’t going to hurt us.”

“I don’t know about that,” Nikki said. “If the other two nights are anything like this one was, I may not be able to walk for a week.”

“We can always take it easier the next couple of nights,” I said. “Mellow things out a bit.”

“Fuck that,” she replied, her face beaming. “If we’re going to stay, we’re going to do it right. In fact, I have a feeling when we look back on this trip, tonight is going to be the least memorable night of the three.”

“You promise?”

“With all my heart.”

“Then we’d better get some sleep,” I said. “It sounds like we’re going to have long couple of nights ahead of us.”

 

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SHE LIKES BIG COCKS

SCOTTY DIGGLER

 

Scott Wiley was just minding his own business, watching HBO at 10PM on a Saturday night, when his doorbell rang. Not expecting anyone at this hour, he contemplated pretending like he wasn’t home, but figured whoever was on the other side of the door could hear the television. Besides, for all he knew it could be an emergency or something. So he climbed to his feet and headed towards the door.

Peeking out the spy hole, he saw that it was one of his neighbors from the other side of the building, Jenna, wearing nothing except a little black cocktail dress. His heart suddenly jumped and started pounding in his chest. As he stood there in front of the still-closed door, trying to figure out what she was doing there, he heard another knock.

“I know you’re in there,” Jenna said. “I saw you through your patio door a few minutes ago.”

Scott opened his front door. On a whim, he decided to go on the offensive instead of playing it safe. “You were spying on me through my patio?” he said, grinning just a bit to show her that he was just messing with her.

Jenna smiled back and gave off a little shrug. “What can I say? I was feeling lonely tonight. Do you mind if I come in and hang out for a little while?”

“Not at all,” Scott said, holding the door open for her even though he wasn’t sure what this was all about. “It would be my pleasure.”

Scott stared at Jenna’s ass as she entered his house. He couldn’t help himself, it was just so big and round and gorgeous. And the short, tight black dress she was wearing showed it off perfectly. They’d been neighbors for more than a year now, but hadn’t shared anything more than a few glances, maybe a head-nod here or a little smile there. Scott had definitely noticed her and he was pretty sure she noticed him. But he’d never expected anything like this.

Twenty minutes later they were on his porch, smoking cigarettes and drinking some beers. So far they’d just made small talk; Scott wasn’t any closer to finding out why she’d made her way over to his place. And to be honest, he didn’t really care. The fact that she was here was good enough for him.

Jenna finished off her fourth beer and grabbed another cigarette from the pack on the table. Scott lit it for her then lit another one for himself.

“You mind if I ask you something?” Jenna said.

“Not at all,” Scott said, his stomach fluttering a little bit at her tone. For some reason he had the feeling Jenna was going to get personal real quick.

“How come you’ve never said anything to me before?” she asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Come on, Scott, don’t play dumb. I’ve seen you eyeing me before. At the pool. At the gym. As I’m coming and going from the building. And don’t even try and tell me you don’t deliberately walk past my patio every chance you get.”

Scott’s face started to blush. He only hoped that the porch light didn’t provide enough illumination for her to see it. He opened his mouth to protest but Jenna beat him to it.

“Don’t even try to deny it,” she said.

“I wasn’t going to,” he lied.

“Bullshit.”

“Fine,” he said with a self-deprecating chuckle. “You got me.”

Jenna took another drag of her smoke and turned towards him, dropping her elbows on the table and leaning forward. “So,” she said. “What’s your excuse? Do I really come off as unapproachable?”

“You want to know the truth?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t.”

Scott laughed and shook his head.

“What?” she said.

“You don’t want to know the truth,” he said.

“Yes I do.”

“Then yeah,” Scott said. “You do come off as unapproachable.”

She scoffed and took another drag of her smoke. Her expression was one of disdain. “You men, always afraid to talk to good-looking chicks.”

“It’s not your looks,” he said, the alcohol providing him with the nerve to speak his mind. “It’s your attitude. The way you carry yourself.”

“And how is that?”

“Like you think you’re better than everyone else.”

“I do not!”

“See?” he said, “I knew you didn’t want to hear the truth.”

“But it’s not the truth!” she said, more annoyed than angry. “I don’t think I’m better than everyone else.”

“I’m not saying that you do,” Scott said, dragging on his smoke and blowing the smoke up into the air. “I’m just saying that’s what it seems like. That’s how people perceive it.”

Jenna shook her head. “I don’t buy it,” she said. “I think you’re full of shit.”

“You think I’m just making this up as I go along, don’t you?”

She shrugged and took another drag from the cigarette.

Scott laughed humorlessly. “I knew it wasn’t worth the hassle,” he said under his breath.

“What wasn’t?” Jenna asked.

“Trying to tell you the truth,” he said. “I knew you wouldn’t hear what I was saying.”

“I hear you,” she said.

“No you don’t. You’re listening but you’re not hearing,” Scott said. “Everything I’m telling you is just going in one ear and out the other. Just as I figured it would.” He pushed the chair back and started to stand. To his surprise, Jenna put her hand on his leg.

“Hold on,” Jenna said. Her eyes were downcast and she had a pensive look on her face. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’ll listen. I promise.”

“Really?” Scott said.

She nodded. “I want to know. I want to fix it.”

He thought about it for a moment, then said, “Okay. But not out here. Let’s go inside and have a few more drinks. It’s always easier to talk when you’re drunk.”

Two bottles of wine and an hour later, they were talked out. Jenna had been true to her word, listening to everything he had to say. And she’d had a few observations of her own, ones that stung Scott a little bit, but were just as true as the things he’d told her.

All was going extremely well, better than Scott would have ever thought. And then things started going even better.

He was in the kitchen disposing of the two empty bottles of wine, when Jenna suddenly appeared right next to him. She was standing within a foot of him, their bodies practically touching, way too close for it to be an accident.

“Hey there,” Scott said, not wanting to presume too much. But from the look in her eyes he was pretty sure he knew what was coming.

“Hey yourself,” Jenna said, offering him a loopy, more-than-a-little-drunk smile.

“Can I help you with something?” he asked, grinning back at her in the exact same way.

“Oh, I think you can,” she said, moving even closer to him. She was within inches now, her face directly in front of his, her tits brushing up against his chest.

“I don’t know if this is such a good idea,” Scott said.

“Come on, isn’t this what you want?” Jenna asked. “What you’ve wanted since the day you first laid eyes upon me?”

“Maybe,” Scott said, trying to play it cool.

“Don’t give me that shit,” she said, rubbing her leg up against his. “After all the truth you’ve been dispensing tonight, don’t start lying now. It doesn’t become you.”

“Fine,” he said. “It is what I want. But I don’t know if this is a good idea. I’m not real good in relationships. They’re not my thing.”

“I’m not talking about getting into a relationship with you,” Jenna said. “I just want to fuck. Maybe just tonight, maybe more often, depending on how it goes, but at least this one time. Right here, right now. What do you say?”

Scott laughed under his breath and shook his head. He couldn’t believe his luck.

“Is that a yes?” Jenna asked, rubbing her hand along his chest.

“Of course it is. How can I turn down a request like that?”

“Wonderful,” Jenna said, smiling up at him. “But before we get down to business, I have to warn you about something.”

“Let me guess,” Scott said. “You used to be a man.”

“How’d you know?” Jenna said, playing along.

“Just a hunch,” he replied, trying not to smile. He was unsuccessful.

“Seriously though,” Jenna said, pressing her body tighter against his. “I need you to know that I like to get a little crazy in the sack. I’m not really into regular, boring old sex. I hope you’re okay with that.”

“Oh, I think I can handle that,” Scott said.

“We’ll find out,” she said, grabbing ahold his cock through his pants and giving it a squeeze. “Not bad,” she said. “Not bad at all. But the real question is: Do you know what to do with it?”

“I’ve had a little practice.”

“I figured as much. With your looks and your body, you probably have to beat them away at the door.”

“I don’t know about that,” Scott said.

“Don’t be shy,” Jenna said as she continued to stroke his cock. “I’ve seen that hot little blonde coming and going before.”

“You noticed her?”

“Of course. Why do you think I ventured over here in the first place?”

“I hadn’t really thought about it,” Scott said. “And I certainly didn’t realize the two things were related.”

“Well they are,” Jenna said. “I figured if that hot young thing keeps coming back for more you must be doing something right.”

Scott laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Jenna said.

“Nothing,” Scott said. “I just think it’s funny that other girls notice things like that.”

“Most of them don’t,” Jenna said. “But as you’ll soon find out, I’m not like other girls.”

“You’re not?”

She shook her head. “Nope. I’m better.”

“How so?”

“I’m nastier, I’m filthier and I’m dirtier,” Jenna said. “I’ll take you places you’ve never been before.”

“That’s good to know,” Scott said. “Because I’m not like other guys.”

Jenna looked at him sideways. “Really?” she said, drawing out the word. “In what way?”

To answer her, Scott reached down, undid his zipper and negotiated his cock out of his pants. It wasn’t yet hard but it was chubby, and already it was nearly seven inches long and the width of a flashlight.

“Holy crap,” she said. “It’s even bigger than I was expecting. And I had my sights set pretty high.”

“I aim to please,” he said.

“It sure seems like it,” she replied.

Jenna laughed and shook her head. Her eyes were filled with excitement and nothing else. Which was odd. Scott was used to seeing a little apprehension mixed in on a woman’s face the first time she got a good look at his cock.

“It’s fucking huge,” Jenna said.

“I tried to tell you.”

“I know you did, but damn!” she said, laughing. “I’ve never seen anything like it before. At least not live and in the flesh.”

“Is it too much for you?” Scott asked.

“Hell no,” she said. “I can take it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” Jenna said. “I have toys that size. Some even bigger than that.”

“Toys aren’t the same,” Scott said.

Jenna flashed me a sly smile. “How would you know? From experience?”

“Ha, ha, ha,” Scott said. “You’re a regular comedian.”

Jenna laughed, showing him it was in good humor.

“No, I haven’t sampled the difference between real cocks and fake cocks inside of me,” he said. “But I’ve been told by many women that it’s different.”

“And they would be right,” she said. “There is a difference. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t handle your huge cock inside me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” she said. “Size is size. And besides, I’ve handled bigger cocks than yours before with ease. And not just the fake ones.”

Scott chuckled under my breath.

“What?” Jenna said. “You don’t think I can?”

He shrugged. “I’m not saying that you can’t, I’m just saying that I’ve yet to come across anyone that can.”

“Then you haven’t been hanging out with the right group of women,” Jenna said, flashing him a filthy little smile.

“Apparently not,” Scott replied, laughing under his breath.

Jenna dropped to her knees and grabbed ahold of his cock, which was getting harder by the second. “Let me show you what you’ve been missing out on.”

Scott started to reply but Jenna wrapped her lips around his cock and took the whole thing in her mouth, shutting him up immediately.

Jenna deepthroated his cock for nearly five seconds before backing off to take a deep breath. Once she had air back in her lungs, she spit on his cock and started jerking him off.

“Wow,” Scott said. “That doesn’t happen very often.”

“I told you I could handle your cock,” she said, smiling up at him.

“You certainly did,” he replied.

“Did you like that?” she said, still playing with his cock while she talked. “Do you like it when I swallow your cock? When I take the whole fucking thing down my throat?”

“I love it,” he said.

“Damn right you do,” Jenna said, her hand still working Scott’s cock, her eyes still locked on his. “You want me to do you again, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah,” Scott said.

“How do you ask?” Jenna said as she undid the top button on his pants and pulled them and his boxers down until they were around his ankles.

“Will you please deepthroat my cock again?” he said, stepping out of his pants to free up his legs.

“Gladly,” she replied. “As long as you return the favor later.”

“It would be my pleasure.”

“As it is mine,” Jenna said.

She slapped Scotty’s cock against her tongue a couple times then went back to work, sucking and jerking him off at the same time. Wet, sloppy noises escaped from her mouth as she took his cock deeper and deeper. And then, before Scott knew it,  she’d taken the whole thing down her throat once again.

“Holy balls,” he said as she held his cock in her throat for what seemed like an hour.

Eventually Jenna started to gag and cough and pulled off his cock. She took a couple of deep breaths then shifted position, sliding her body further beneath Scott’s.

While continuing to jerk him off, Jenna went to town on Scott’s balls, licking and sucking and gargling them. He grabbed the counter and shifted his upper body forward, allowing him to better watch the proceedings.

Jenna saw him looking down at her and let his balls slip out of her mouth for a moment.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, a filthy smile on her lips.

“Hell yeah,” Scott replied.

“The view from down here is pretty nice too,” she said before going back to work.

Scott laughed and shook his head. It wasn’t long ago at all that he’d been on the couch by himself, watching TV and getting ready for bed. And now he was getting his balls licked and his cock sucked by a smoking hot chick who’d been all but a complete stranger until two hours ago. The world sure was a funny place.

Jenna worked on Scott’s cock and balls for another couple minutes before he decided it was time to mix things up. He grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up. He pulled her in closer to him and stuck his tongue in her mouth. She accepted it and they made out, his hands yanking the top of her dress down to free up her big, soft, round tits. He spent a little bit of time squeezing and playing with them before letting his hands wander under her dress to rub her pussy over her panties.

She continued playing with Scott’s cock while he worked her pussy, eventually slipping his fingers underneath her panties and sliding two of them into her smooth, dripping wet snatch.

Jenna let out a soft moan as his fingers entered her. She broke off their kiss and placed her forehead against his, her eyes looking directly into his.

“You have some talented fingers,” she said between shallow, desperate breaths.

“They’re not as talented as my tongue,” he said.

“I don’t believe you,” Jenna said. She grabbed his arm and yanked his fingers out of her pussy. “Prove it.”

“With pleasure,” Scott replied as Jenna licked his fingers clean of her juices.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around, so she was facing away from him. Then she put her hands on the counter and bent over at the waist, her legs perfectly straight, muscles taut, her incredible ass sticking out. Her dress was hiked up to her waist, leaving her protected only by her black g-string.

“You have a perfect ass,” Scott said, slipping his fingers underneath her panties and slowly teasing them off, leaving her naked from the waist down.

“Why thank you,” Jenna said, turning her upper body to look back at him.

Scott grabbed one of her ass cheeks in each hand and gave them both a squeeze. “So big and firm. It drives me crazy.”

And with that, he dropped to his knees. Still gripping one ass cheek in each hand, he spread them wide, then buried his face in between them.

“Holy shit yes,” Jenna said. “That’s right. Bury that fucking face in my ass.”

Scott got busy on Jenna’s pussy, licking it from bottom to top, then back down again, before burying it inside her. She reached down and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his face deeper into her, smothering him. She held him there for a few seconds, forcing him to breathe her in, soaking his face with her musky wetness, before finally letting him go.

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Scott dove back in, jamming his face between her cheeks once again. This time Jenna bounced up and down, riding his tongue, her ass smacking against his face as she groaned with pleasure.

Two minutes later, Jenna had a hold of Scott’s hair and was using it to pull his head back, away from her ass.

“Enough foreplay,” she said, looking back and down at him once again. “I need your huge cock inside me.”

“If you insist,” Scott said, climbing to his feet. He sidled up to Jenna, his cock resting on top of her ass.

“Are you ready to fuck me?” Jenna said, rubbing her ass up against his hard cock, pushing it back against his groin. Her head was turned and she was looking right at Scott as she talked. “Are you ready to stick that big cock inside me until I cum all over it?”

“You’re damn right I am,” I said.

 “Then let’s see what you got.”

Scott grabbed ahold of his cock and guided it towards Jenna’s waiting, dripping wet pussy. As soon as the tip entered her, Jenna slammed her ass back into him, nearly knocking him backwards.

“Caught you off guard there, didn’t I?” she said, looking at him with an evil tint in her eye.

“Just a bit,” Scott said as he grabbed her hips and leaned forward to better balance himself against her thrusts.

Pushing against the counter with her own hands for leverage, Jenna slammed her ass back into Scott again. This time he was ready for it and drove his cock forward at the same time.

“There you go,” she said, slamming back against him again. “Give it to me like you mean it.”

Scott grabbed the back of Jenna’s shoulders and pulled her back towards him with every thrust.  It took a few tries to get their timing right, but it wasn’t long before their bodies were pounding against each other with serious intensity. Grunts of exertion came from both of their mouths, echoing about the kitchen walls.

 “Fuck yeah,” Heather said, her voice growing progressively louder. “That’s what I need. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me with that giant fucking cock of yours. Slam that cock into my pussy. Pound me, fucking pound me!”

So Scott did, giving it to her with everything he had.

“Holy shit yes!” Jenna screamed. “Just like that, just like that! Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna fucking cum!”

Scott didn’t stop. In fact, he turned up the intensity even further, grunting with exertion and slamming his cock into Jenna so hard that her ass was jiggling and shaking like crazy.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” Jenna screamed. And then her entire body quivered, from head to toe, as a massive orgasm overtook her.

As soon as it had passed, she pulled forward, yanking Scott’s cock from her pussy. Then she dropped to her knees and spun around. Jenna took his raging cock in her mouth and proceeded to suck her pussy juices off it, cleaning it with her tongue and lips until it was glistening with her saliva instead of her cum.

“I love the taste of my pussy juices,” Jenna said once she’d let Scott’s cock slip out of her mouth. “Especially when I’m sucking them off of nice, big, hard cock.”

As Scott marveled at her sluttiness, Jenna took his cock in her mouth once again, deepthroating it with ease despite its massive size.

“How the fuck do you do that?” he asked once she’d released his cock.

“Lots of practice,” she replied, grinning up at him.

Laughing softly, Scott reached down and pulled her to her feet. Then he hooked one arm under her knees and another around her neck and lifted her off her feet. Holding her like a baby, he carried her over to the couch.

“Oh, I think we’re heading into the final stretch,” Jenna said.

“What makes you say that?” he replied.

“The look in your eyes,” she said. “I’d say you’re ready to fuck me until you blow your load. Am I right?”

“Maybe,” he said, setting her down in front of the couch. “But first I want to do a couple more things to you.”

“Whatever you want,” she said. “I’m your little plaything.”

Taking this to heart, Scott pushed down on Jenna’s shoulders until she was sitting on her ass on the floor in front of the couch. Then spun her around and pushed her head back until it was lying flat on the cushion of the couch. Her face was towards the ceiling and her butt was still on the floor.

“I think I know what’s coming next,” she said, her excitement betrayed by her tone.

Scott didn’t reply. He was past the point of talking. It was time for action.

With that in mind, he climbed onto the couch and straddled Jenna’s head, his cock lying on top of her face. He smacked her cheek with his cock a couple of times then slipped it in her mouth.

Holding Jenna’s head on the couch with his hands, he fucked her face using long, slow strokes, giving her his entire cock each time as she stared up at him, her eyes wide and staring right at his.

After face-fucking her for a minute or so, Scott climbed a little higher onto the couch, until his ballsack was right above her mouth.

“Open up,” he said.

Jenna did so without hesitation and Scott dropped his balls into her mouth. Staring down at her, he jerked himself off as she sucked on his balls. The feeling was intense, consisting of just the perfect combination of pleasure and pain.

“That’s right,” he said, mimicking her tone from earlier, when he’d been eating her out. “Suck on those fucking balls, baby.”

Jenna obliged, gargling them, bouncing them off each other and pulling down on his sack with her mouth.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” Scott said. Too good, in fact. If he let her do it any longer he was going to cum. He had to mix things up, and quickly.

So he climbed off the couch, picked Jenna up and dropped her onto the couch, facing him, then grabbed ahold of her legs and folded them back towards her. This lifted up her ass and exposed her pussy to him.

“Is this how you like me?” she said, taunting him with her tone. “All folded up like a pretzel? Does that turn you on?”

“What do you think?” he said.

“I think you’re a deviant little pervert who’s ready to shoot his load,” Jenna said, still all smiles.

“And you’d be right,” Scott said.

 Holding her legs in place, he slipped his rock hard cock into her drenched pussy and pushed his hips forward, giving her his entire cock right away. Jenna took him all the way inside without any resistance, moaning in pleasure as he filled up her pussy.

Scott was way too far along to take things easy, so he began pounding her with everything he had, giving her his entire cock with every thrust while he grunted and groaned above her.

“That’s it,” Jenna growled, her face screwed up in a mask of intensity. All the playfulness had disappeared; she was all business. “Fuck me like you mean it. Like you’re trying to break me in half.”

And Scott did, his body hammering into hers hard enough to make the couch shake and bounce against the wall.

“Ohmyfuckinggod,” Jenna said, practically screaming now. “Harder,” she added. “Fuck me harder!”

To do so, Scott grabbed a hold of her ankles and forced her legs back even further. She was practically folded in half, her ankles next to her head, one on each side of her body. Holding her legs in place, he fucked her with everything he had, his body hammering down onto hers hard enough to make her flinch.

It was the first time she seemed to have trouble handling his monster cock; although she was still obviously enjoying herself, there was a hint of discomfort when he was at his deepest point inside her.

But still Jenna was game, egging him on with her eyes and his screams of passion. She wasn’t forming words anymore, let alone sentences, but she was nodding her head and her eyes were wide and locked onto his and there was a filthy little smile on her face.

Jenna’s hand had made its way down to her clit and she was rubbing it furiously while Scott hammered away at her. From the sounds she was making and the way her body had tensed up, he knew that she was right around the corner to another orgasm and he wanted to get her there before he finished up.

To do this, Scott released his hold on Jenna’s ankles and grabbed the back of the couch for more leverage. Then he proceeded to slam down onto her like never before, his cock reaching previously untapped depths inside her.

This seemed to do the trick, as shortly after Scott switched things up, Jenna let out a guttural groan and then her body spasmed uncontrollably. With her legs quivering and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream, she came with a rush, her breath catching in her throat and torrent of juices flooding her pussy.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ,” she moaned once the orgasm had passed and she’d caught her breath again. “That was fucking massive!”

Scott agreed with her assessment, but he didn’t say anything; he was way too far along to try and form any words himself.

Jenna saw what was coming and did her part to help him along.

“Cum all over my fucking face,” she said, staring up at him intently. “I want to taste your seed. I want to feel it in my mouth and taste it go down my throat.”

As Scott climbed those final few steps toward the end of the line, he pounded Jenna with all the intensity he could gather. She took everything he had to offer, screaming with pleasure and begging for more the entire time.

“Give it to me baby,” she said. “Gimme your cum. I need it. I need it all. Make a mess of my pretty little face.”

Hearing Jenna talk like that put Scott over the edge. He hammered his cock into her a couple more times then his body tensed up. Before he could release, he yanked his cock out of her pussy and scrambled up onto the couch, straddling her body, his knees on the cushions and his cock right in front of her face.

Jenna took the shaft of his cock in her hand and the head in her mouth. She sucked on the tip and jerked him off, her hand flying back and forth, using her own pussy juices to get more speed while keeping the pressure constant, jerking him off like he jerked himself off, which was no small trick.

Scott held things together for a few more seconds, enjoying the incredible sensation that came in those final few seconds before shooting his load. Then he couldn’t take it anymore.

Groaning deeply, he relaxed his body, allowing his cock to release its bounty.

Jenna timed it perfectly, releasing the tip of his cock from her mouth right as the first stream of sperm shot out like a rocketship.

Still jerking Scott off, Jenna took the first two streams in her mouth, with some of his cum dripping out and down her chin. The next couple splashed her face, getting her in the cheek, the forehead, and even some in her hair. The final couple dribbles she took in her mouth.

Jenna used her hand to milk the final drops of cum from his cock before releasing it. Scott sat there, still straddling her, as she used her finger to collect the rest of his sperm from her face and deposit it into her mouth, creating a white reservoir inside it, large enough that it was almost overflowing.

Looking directly at Scott with a nasty gleam in her eyes, she tilted her head back and swallowed his sperm down in one big gulp.

Once it was gone, Jenna licked her fingers clean, smiling up at him the entire time. “Now that was a monster load,” she said.

“That certainly was a big one,” Scott replied. “Even for me.” He climbed off of Jenna and sat down next to her on the couch.

“Well, I have to say that was a big success,” Jenna said. “Even better than I could have hoped for.”

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Scott said, needling her just a bit.

“Not that nastiest sex I’ve ever had,” she said. “But not bad for the first time.”

“Does that mean there’s going to be more?” he asked, looking over at her.

“If you can perform like that every time, there’s going to be a lot more,” Jenna said. “Hell, you’re going to have to beat me away with a stick if you can fuck like that on a consistent basis.”

“They don’t call me Old Reliable for nothing,” Scott said, fighting back a smile.

“Is that really what they call you?”

He nodded. “In hushed whispers,” he said.

Jenna barked out a laugh.

“What?” Scott said. “Not sexy?”

“Not at all,” she replied.

He shrugged his shoulders and offered her a loose grin. It had turned out to be a great night. A great night indeed.

 

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DIRTY LITTLE SPINNER

TAYLOR JORDAN

 

Stacy Barnett parks her Mazda RX-7 in front of Josh Carroll’s house and walks towards his front door.

It’s their first date. Stacy has thought Josh was cute for quite some time but figured he wasn’t her type of guy. She likes her guys rough and tumble and perverted. And Josh didn’t seem like that at all. He was cute enough, sexy even, but he was extremely quiet and came off as a bit of an antisocial, loner type.

But apparently that wasn’t the case at all. He was just shy. As it turns out, one of Stacy’s coworkers has a friend that went to college with Josh, and word is, once he gets comfortable around someone, he’s quite the party animal. And perverted as hell. A real freak in bed.

Once Stacy found that out, she marched over to his office and asked him out.

She had no problems taking the lead; in fact, it was precisely her style. And if she had to take control in bed too, she had no problem with that either. In fact, she got off on that sort of thing.

As she knocks on Josh’s door, she decides to start things off with a bang. Literally. There was no reason to wait until after the date to make a move; the date part was all pretext anyway. Might as well get right to the heart of the matter.

Josh opens the door and greets Stacy and invites her in. As soon as she enters, she turns around just inside the door, and immediately drops to her knees. Josh closes the door behind him, locks it, and turns around. His eyes go wide as he sees her looking up at him with big, blue, needy eyes and hands that are already undoing his belt.


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