Rough and Hardcore Erotica

by Natalie Breaks

  Mia’s belly clenched under Liz, and she grabbed at the brunette frenetically. She screamed out her step-brother’s name as her orgasm exploded all over his grinding tool.

  “Three strikes and I’m still on the home plate.” Dirk joked, his breath coming in short gasps. “It’s time I hit one for the team.”

  “Oh, shit, Dirk… don’t cum inside me.” Mia suddenly cried out, wide eyed. “I’m not on the pill.”

  “Augh, hell.” He grunted. ‘I’m on the verge… urkk.”

  “Liz?” Mia looked up.

  “I’m never on the pill.” The brunette was alarmed. “I never dreamt I’d ever get knocked up.”

  “To hell with you two.” Dirk gasped. “I’m going to blow my load.”

  “No, wait.” Mia cried out. “We want a taste, don’t we, Liz?

  “Er… I… I don’t know…” The other woman looked at Dirk in uncertainty.

  His bald head was gleaming and his face was red and twisted. He wasn’t kidding about blowing his wad right away. He grunted and pulled out of his step-sister, leaning back and grabbing his rock hard cock. His fist moved in a blur and his breath was high and ragged.

  “Come on, Dirk.” Mia yelled, sitting up and leaning in under his surging cock. “Cum all over me, in my mouth, on my face, all fucking over me.”

  “Hell, yeah!” The muscular man groaned and thrust his pelvis forward. His whole body shuddered as a streak of thick, gooey man-cream hit escape velocity and shot right into Mia’s open mouth. She closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue as a stream of the same followed the first salvo.

  Liz suddenly felt left out and pushed in beside her best friend. Mia grinned, her face a mess of sweat and semen, and pushed his spewing cock toward Liz. The brunette hungrily popped the red hot cockhead into her mouth, her eyes wide in wonder. Dirk sure had a load to deliver, her cheeks filled to capacity, she tried to swallow it all but it dribbled down her chin and the sides of her hungry mouth.

  “Can’t waste a drop of that good stuff.” Mia said huskily, licking the excess off Liz’s face.

  “Oh, yeah… “Dirk groaned. “Lap it up, ladies… and there’s plenty more where that came from.”

  “Ah, now I do love the sound of that.” Mia laughed, pulling his cock away from Liz to savor the last few drops dribbling out of it.

  Liz leaned back, feeling strangely invigorated and satisfied at the same time. She looked up at Dirk and he gave her a smile.

  “Welcome to the good life, Miss Mazarich.” He said, caressing his step-sisters hair as she sucked him dry. “You’re going to love every minute of it here.”

  “Oh, I already am, Mister Parrish, I already am.” Liz smiled.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 37

  “We are going to get in so much trouble.” Todd’s voice echoed off the tile of the girl’s dorm bathroom.

  Abby looked around her to see if anyone had heard. Todd was hiding in a stall where they had ducked into the bathroom when Professor Burner had walked onto the hall. He was the faculty dorm supervisor for Dougherty Hall where Abby roomed which held girls and the adjoining boy’s dorm, Bellmen Hall. These were the only dorms on campus that connected like that. Burner lived in the supervisor’s apartment off the connecting stairwell with his mousey little wife and three brat kids. He taught Biology and took morbid pleasure in failing students. When he wasn’t failing them, he was catching them.

  Freshmen that were rooming in Dougherty or Bellmen always thought at first they had hit the jackpot. Just two locked doors and a stairwell between them and a night of hammering sex, but that was their mistake. The Burners watched the stairs like a religious vigil. Even being a strict, Presbyterian college, Abby was convinced that Professor Corbin Burner worshipped in that stairwell more than in the chapel. If he was in class, his wife was doing the watching for him. She would smile as students snuck by and would never confront them, but then she’d call Burner. He was known to leave class to catch kids breaking the no visitation rule before they could get their pants off.

  He might teach biology, but as far as Abby was concerned, he greatly and vigorously opposed it.

  No, the stairwell was a trap. It was the illusion of easy access, but there was no hope found in that musty well that separated young, hard cocks from wet, willing pussies. That was Burner’s lair and he ate alive any adventurers that came seeking to cum.

  Abby used one of the many exterior fire escapes or bargained one of the ground floor girls to let her boy of the moment climb through their window and up the interior stairs on the opposite end of the dorm from Burner’s kill zone. Burner had actually petitioned the college trustees to have the ground windows barred, but they rightly pointed out that parents would stop giving to the college if their children burned to death behind Burner’s chastity bars of death. The school paper had run a cartoon making fun of Professor Burner trying to make the dorms less fire safe. The college pulled the edition, but several copies were hidden and the cartoon was posted online. Abby used it as her laptop background.

  Todd was her boy of the moment tonight. She thought he might be falling in love with her and that made Abby nervous. She would have cut him loose already, but he did everything she told him for as long as she told him. That was a rare quality in an eighteen year old. Abby thought she might have been his first. He told her there were three before her, but she thought he might be playing it cool. The truth was that as much as she liked to fool around, she had only gone all the way with a couple guys. Sneaking them in was almost more exciting than the dirty stuff – almost.

  She would probably move on from Todd soon for someone with a little more take charge confidence, but Todd had a nice, fat cock. It may be why she screwed him instead of sucking him as much. He wasn’t very long, but his girth hurt her jaw and spread her pussy. If she was on top, she could make up for what he lacked in length. The next guy she took in her dorm room would have some real length, she decided. She wanted deeper action.

  Todd was sitting on the toilet so that he would look like a girl with bad shoes doing her business. Abby shook her head.

  The other stalls, sinks, and mirrors were clear. Steam rose out of the three showers in use. None of the girls in there had reacted to Todd’s voice. Third floor girls weren’t snitches anyway. Behind the cheap, plastic curtains, she watched their shapes moving and rubbing under the hot water. The bodies were blurry, but she could see they were all skin. The one in the middle had to be Holly. Her tits were huge even through the blur of the shower curtain. Holly twisted her hands over the ends of her breasts and Abby couldn’t imagine that was all about washing. She didn’t recognize the girl on the right. She was hiking one leg and was making the steady strokes of shaving. It did not look like she was shaving her legs though. She must have had someone special coming by.

  Abby stood and pushed open Todd’s stall. He let out a small peep, but then covered his mouth.

  Abby whispered. “We won’t get caught. Have I ever gotten caught?”

  “Twice, I think,” Todd said.

  ***

  Abby rolled her eyes. “With you, I mean.”

  Todd licked his lips. “No, not with me.”

  “See?” Abby shrugged. “I’m getting better. Come on.”

  She grabbed Todd by the front of his shirt and pulled him to his feet off of the closed toilet. She brought him out to the bathroom and toward the open entrance. She saw Todd cut his eyes as the shapes moving behind the curtains and steam. Holly was cupping one enormous breast and working her hand between her legs now.

  Abby considered watching with Todd from one of the stalls. Burner would never come into the bathroom as much as he might want to. Abby sighed. She’d just be satisfied that Todd would already be hard by the time she got him back to her room.

  She pulled him toward the door as he pretended not to be imagining the naked girls behind the curtains. Todd pulled up short of the door. At first, Abby
thought he wanted to stay in the bathroom to fool around after all.

  Todd said, “Burner was out there. We almost got caught. Maybe we should just bail tonight.”

  Abby pulled Todd up against her body and he grunted. She said, “I’m going to be fucked tonight one way or the other. Do you want to fuck me or do you want to go jerk off in your dorm thinking about me.”

  Todd looked genuinely afraid, but then he smiled. Abby narrowed her eyes at him. He said, “I’ll probably do both tonight actually.”

  Abby tilted her head and then leaned in to kiss him hard on the lips. When she pulled away, she said, “If you have energy for that, then I want to be fucked twice.”

  She pulled on his shirt and he followed. Abby leaned out and nodded. “All clear.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m not new at this,” she said. “I saw him take out his phone as he left. He does that when he is moving on. He has a tell.”

  “A tell? What?”

  “Jesus, Todd, like in poker. He takes out his phone every time he has mentally moved on to the next task. Like done creeping and going on to checking e-mail, or a meeting, or failing biology tests. It’s his tell. Let’s go.”

  “Okay.” Todd stepped out with her and moved up the third floor hall from the communal bathroom.

  Abby wished her room was closer to the interior stairs. She had a single room though with no roommate, so that was something.

  Abby said, “Let’s hurry just in case I’m wrong.”

  “Oh, Jesus, Abby, you’re going to get me kicked off campus.”

  Abby laughed too loud. “Come on.”

  She fumbled with her keys in front of her door. Todd stared at the door to the deadly stairwell ruled by a dragon named Burner. “Hurry, Abby.”

  “I got it. Be cool.”

  She opened the door and Todd nearly bowled her over pushing her inside. He closed the door and pressed his back against it. He laid his head back with a thump. “Oh, that was too close.”

  Abby snorted and said, “That wasn’t close at all.”

  “I had to dive into the girl’s bathroom. He was walking down the hall.”

  Abby waved him off. “Not even close. And you got to see Holly’s huge tits all slick and soaped up. I should charge you for that show.”

  “What? Who?” Todd shook his head. “I wasn’t looking.”

  ***

  “No?” Abby grabbed the front of his pants and he drew in air. Not quite as long as she liked, but beer can thick. “You should have. She has glorious tits.”

  Todd closed his hands over Abby’s rounded breasts through her tee shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra as she was in pajama mode. Her flannel bottoms would slide right off and he’d see she’d surprised him with a fresh shave and no panties. Sexy panties were overrated, Abby thought.

  Her nipples hardened and Todd started twisting them like he was tuning a radio. She liked a little manhandling, but he lacked a certain experience to his touch.

  Abby unfastened two buttons on his fly. He exhaled and seemed disappointed that she had stopped. Abby slid her hand down into the slack she had created in his pants. His disappointment faded. She clawed him over his boxers and Todd moaned. He had put on silk boxers before coming over. College boys were so stupid. She hoped they got smarter as they got older, but Abby had her doubts. She fished her hand into his boxers and wrapped his thickness in her hand flesh to flesh.

  He actually let go of her breasts and held onto her shoulders for support. She stroked him up and down twisting her hand with the motion. The tight space inside his pants added to the friction and rocked Todd’s entire body as Abby pulled against his jeans.

  “You’re going to make me cum in my best boxers.” Todd breathed.

  She squeezed his cock hard inside her fist down his pants. “If you cum before you do your job, I will break it off.”

  Todd swallowed and groaned. “What you are doing right now is not helping, but you can keep doing it, if you want.”

  Abby let go and pulled her hand up out of his jeans. Todd looked visibly disappointed even as he heaved for breath. He was already sweating. She could tell she was going to be doing most of the work tonight – every night.

  Abby backed away from him and laid down on the bed. “Put on some music, but low. I don’t want the Burner coming to deal with a complaint.”

  Todd went to her clock radio and Abby rolled her eyes.

  Todd said, “It’s not plugged in.”

  “Not the radio. The laptop. What century are you from?”

  “Sorry.” Todd sat down at her desk across the room. He was turned out facing her, but working on the keyboard. He swept his fingers over the mouse square and the cartoon popped up. He laughed. “Holy shit, is that it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Is that an original file or a screen grab?”

  “Do you really want to talk about pictures of pictures on my computer, Todd?”

  He turned and saw that she had pulled up her tee shirt to show her breasts. The sleeves were still around her shoulders. Lying on her back gave her breasts nice spread and perfect symmetry. Her nipples were as perfect as if they had been photoshopped.

  Todd coughed and said, “No. No. Music. Right.”

  She said, “Do I need to show you how to open the library?”

  “No, I know how.”

  He clicked through and looked back to see that Abby had rolled to her side. One broad breast rested on top of the other as she lay on her side and he had the perfect view. She crossed her legs over and showed the curve of her ass the way only a pair of flannel pajamas could.

  Abby wondered if Todd noticed no panty lines and put two and two together. She slid her hand down the front of her own pants, the same hand she had used to stroke him. She alternated between dragging over her clit from side to side and fingering rapidly through her lips and inside over and over with wet precision. When someone else touched her, she usually wanted them to slow down. When she did herself, she couldn’t slow down. Abby licked her lips and opened her eyes to see Todd switching his gaze from her breasts to the motion of her arm. She thought he had missed the little surprise. She could wait to let him discover on his own, but she might get more for using it during the gear up.

  Todd had his fat cock out. His silk boxers were looped down under her balls.

  Abby said, “Oh, I forgot to put on my panties.”

  Todd started stroking himself. “Yes.”

  “You already got your starter pulled,” Abby said. “Hands off the merchandise and put on the music.”

  “Right.” He still gave his thickness two more drawn tugs, but then let it hang heavy and hard. He clicked on the keyboard and something heavy metal blasted out of the speakers. It was a local band, so it was decent at best even at normal volume. Here it was crackling the speakers on the computer. “Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.”

  “Volume tab is on the side,” Abby said calmly with her fingers inside herself. “Before they call the cops would be super, Todd.”

  He panic clicked until the volume dropped to mute. He clicked off the song and then brought the volume up a few notches. “Sorry. That probably isn’t the right mood anyway.”

  “Oh, you can’t keep up with that rhythm, huh?”

  Todd looked back. Abby was still working herself between her legs like she was playing speed guitar. Her other hand was pulling out one nipple showing off the size and flexibility of her tits. She released and let it roll back to full roundness. Abby licked her fingers and pulled her breast out by the nipple again.

  “Oh, Jesus,” Todd swallowed. His little fatty pointed up at him at full attention. “Is that … Is that the song you want?”

  “No, Todd. That song is garbage. Pick something else.”

  He clicked down through the list and picked another. “This one?”

  ***

  It was a slow violin piece. It might work for a cheesy movie, but Abby felt drier just listening to it. “I question both your life c
hoices and taste, Todd. Do you have some kind of talent for finding bad music?”

  He clicked the song off. “These are on your computer.”

  “I was using that for a presentation I had to do with a group.”

  Todd looked at her again. Abby had rolled to her stomach. Her pajama bottoms were pulled down to her thighs. She was pushing up with her knees and arching her back so that her ass stood out like a monument. She was fingering herself from underneath. He could just see her knuckles disappearing inside her and pulling back out again like a near blur between her legs. “You better find the right one, Todd, or I might just go on without you.”