by Evan Harder
After getting her situated properly, I sidled up to her, squatting down a bit so my cock was at the same level as her pussy.
“Are you ready to get fucked?” I asked, smacking the inside of her thighs hard enough to make her flinch and leave a red mark on her skin.
“I’ve been waiting for it all night,” she said.
And with that, I grabbed my cock and slid it into her soaking wet pussy, shoving it all the way inside her right away.
“Holy shit,” she moaned as I started pounding away at her, slamming my body into hers right from the get-go.
I grabbed ahold of her legs and threw them up over my shoulders and started to hammer away, my body slamming down into her, my balls slapping up against her asshole as I pounded her pussy.
“Give me that hard cock of yours,” she said. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
Angelica’s dirty talk turned me on. Not only was it hot as hell, but it made her seem like more of a slut, which would allow me to get even more aggressive with her.
“Keep talking,” I said. “Tell me how much of a slut you are.”
“I’m the biggest slut ever,” she said. “All I want is to get fucked all the time. I’m a filthy fucking whore and all I want is to get pounded and punished. Give me what I deserve.”
Hearing such filth from her mouth was like opening the floodgates. I grabbed ahold of her ankles and yanked her legs off my shoulders and pushed her legs back and down towards her so her knees were pressed onto the couch, one on each side of her body, folding her in two. Standing straight up, I put one foot on the couch and left the other on the floor to maximize my leverage. Then, holding her legs in place, my body well above hers, I slammed into her with everything I had, pounding my body down onto hers, trying to break her in half.
And Angelica was enjoying it completely. Her face was a mask of pleasure, her face red with exertion, eyes staring at me with focused intent. Her hands were grasping the cushions of the couch, squeezing tightly enough to leave marks.
“Give me that fucking cock,” she said, still talking even though she could barely breath between her heavy grunts. “Treat me like your little fucktoy. Punish me. Fucking punish me!”
So I did, letting go of one of her legs and starting in on her tits, squeezing and groping and slapping them as I fucked her.
“That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” she said. “Just like that. Just like that!”
Angelica’s hand flew down to her clit and started furiously rubbing away while her moans and grunts grew louder and more insistent, practically animalistic. We were staring at each other, our eyes locked together. Angelica was totally into it, her eyes wide with intense pleasure, her breathing labored, her face flushed.
I was locked into the moment, enjoying myself immensely, but still I wanted more. I wanted to push the envelope, see if I could take things further. From what I’d seen of Angelica so far, she would have no problem with anything I did, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t anywhere near her limits yet.
With this in mind, I released my hold on her breast and slid my right hand up her chest and towards her neck. I gripped it softly at first, just to see how she’d react.
Just as I’d suspected, she reacted with a devilish smile and a nasty little gleam in her eye. So I squeezed a little harder. Her smile grew a little wider. This got me a even more excited, something I’d not thought possible. I decided it was time to turn things up a notch, see how far I could go before she shut me down.
Still fucking her with everything I had, I tightened my grasp on her throat, not enough to hurt her but enough to severely constrict her flow of breath. Her face reddened further and her mouth opened and closed a few times as though searching for oxygen. Her eyelids started fluttering softly.
I choked her for another couple of seconds, taking her closer to the edge of passing out before finally letting go of her throat.
Angelica breathed in deeply, filling her lungs, her eyes wide now, the color coming back to her face. Once she’d regained her breath, she started bucking against me harder than ever before, obviously turned on by the experience.
Angelica snatched a handful of my hair and pulled my head down towards her. Then she stuck her tongue in my mouth and started aggressively exploring it. A few seconds later she yanked my head backwards, pulling out lips apart. Staring directly into my eyes from mere centimeters away, her voice full of need, she said, “Do it again,” in a demanding tone.
I decided to ignore the fact that she was demanding anything from me on the night when I was supposed to be in control and obliged her, once again grasping her throat with my hand. I hammered my cock into her pussy, tightening my grip on her throat with every thrust as she slammed her body back into me.
Just like before, I took Angelica right to the edge of passing out before releasing her throat. She gasped for breath, smiling and laughing the entire time, her excitement palpable, infecting me so much desire that I had to pull my cock out of her before things went too far. No need for it to get too excited. I was having too much fun to end this session so soon.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy and pulled back, taking a moment to catch my breath.
“Is everything okay?” Angelica asked, her face a mixture of concern and satisfaction. She knew exactly what had happened.
“Fine,” I said. “I just need a few seconds to gather myself.”
“Fair enough,” she said. “So when we get started again, where do you want me? Still on my back? Or hands and knees.”
“Definitely hands and knees,” I said. “Ass up, face down. I want to fuck you from behind.”
“Like this?” Angelica asked, turning over and getting into the doggy position on the couch, her perfect ass sticking up in the air and her head buried in the cushions.
“Exactly like that,” I said, marveling at her huge but firm ass. I figured I should probably wait a little while longer before starting up again, but I just couldn’t resist. Her ass was too delicious-looking, sitting right in front of me, staring at me. I simply couldn’t hold back. So I approached her, stopping only once my cock was resting atop her ass, sitting in the little groove between her ass cheeks.
I dry-fucked her for a few moment, bouncing my balls against her ass without sticking my cock inside her pussy. It felt good but it was an even better visual; for some reason it turned me on like crazy and always had.
Angelica seemed into it too, groaning and breathing more heavily with every thrust.
And then I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed ahold of my cock and slid it into her sweet, dripping wet pussy and started fucking her from behind.
“Fucking-A,” I said under my breath as I hammered away at her, my hips slamming into her ass, making it jiggle and shake while she moaned in pleasure beneath me. “Your ass is so fucking perfect.”
“Yeah?” she said between breaths. “You like fucking it from behind, do you?”
“I love it.”
“So do I,” Angelica said. “I love the way your cock fills me up, how it touches my insides in the perfect spot. I love getting fucked doggy style.”
And I loved fucking her doggy style. The level of control, the angle of penetration, the incredible visuals; it was by far my favorite position. Unfortunately it was also the one that made me cum the quickest, which was becoming a real concern right about now. But I didn’t slow down one bit; that simply wasn’t an option. I was way too wound up to be thinking clearly. My body wanted what it wanted and it was beginning to overwhelm my brain, forcing me to fuck Angelica harder and faster with every passing second.
Angelica’s asshole opened wider and wider every time I slammed my cock into her, and now it was staring me right in the face, a little black hole in the center, just begging to get some attention paid to it.
I desperately wanted to fuck Angelica in the ass, but it just wasn’t worth it right now. I figured she’d be fine with it but I didn’t want to take any chances of blowing our fledgling relationship too e
arly by making a serious misstep. Besides, if I stuck my cock into her asshole I’d be done within seconds, maybe even before I got it all the way in. I was simply way, way too wound up to go there right now.
So I settled for sticking my thumb into my mouth to get it lubed up a bit, then using the tip of it to rub around the outside of her anus, testing the waters for next time while having a little fun myself.
“Holy fuck,” Angelica groaned as soon as my thumb made contact with her asshole. I could tell by the way she’d said the words that she was digging it. And that point was made even more obvious when she started bucking her ass back into me harder than ever before.
“You like that, do you?” I said, pumping my hips forward in time with her backwards thrusts, allowing me to penetrate her more deeply than any other time all night. “You like it when I play with your asshole?”
Angelica turned her upper body so she could look back at me and nodded her head.
“Yeah?” I said. “Do you want me to play with it some more?” I was no longer concerned with having my way with her, I was too far along to worry about who was doing what to whom; right now it was all about making both of us happy and setting things up for next time we got together.
“Fuck yes,” she said.
Smiling, I slid the tip of my thumb inside her anus.
Angelica let out a deep, guttural moan and her entire body shivered. She let out a wordless cry as I worked her asshole with my thumb while continuing pounding away at her pussy from behind.
She was obviously close to cumming but so was I, and I wanted her to get there first, so I helped her out even more, grabbing a handful of her hair with my free hand and yanking back on it, forcing her chin towards the ceiling and her back to arch, increasing the tension between us and allowing me deeper access to her insides.
The combination of everything was enough to put Angelica over the edge. Her screams climbed to a previously un-reached level and she bucked back harder into me and let out a low animalistic growl. A few seconds later her body tensed up for a moment, then she froze in place before releasing in a rush, shimmying and shaking and breathing deeply as the orgasm passed through her.
Angelica’s gyrations put me over the edge too, and pretty much just as soon as she was done, I simultaneously cursed under my breath and slipped my cock out of her pussy and thumb out of her ass and released her hair.
She knew exactly what was going on, and spun around on the couch and situated herself so that her head was at the same level as my cock. Without me saying a word, she took my cock into her mouth and started sucking on the tip while aggressively working the shaft with her hand.
“Holy fuck,” I said. “Open up, baby. Here it comes.”
Angelica popped my cock out of her mouth opened wide, still jerking me off as I came, shooting sperm all over her face and into her mouth while I groaned and shivered.
Her face was splattered with my cum and a pool of it collected in her mouth. She used her hand to extract the last few drips from me and deposit them into her mouth too, then used her finger to clean up the leftovers of cum from her face and maneuver all that into her mouth too. Then, without a word, she gave me a wink and turned her chin up and swallowed my seed down in one gulp.
“My god you’re one nasty fucking slut,” I said, shaking my head, marveling at her.
Angelica smiled and said, “Thank you for the compliment.”
Grinning back, I said, “You’re welcome.”
“You’re a pretty dirty fucker yourself,” she said.
“I true,” I replied. “But I can’t keep up with you.”
“You do better than most men,” she said.
“That’s good to hear,” I said, sitting down next to her on the couch. “I take it you liked that anal action.”
“I loved it,” Angelica said.
“So I’m guessing next time you won’t mind if we get a little more anal involved?” I asked.
Angelica gave me a nasty smile. “It’s not about what I mind,” she said. “It’s about what you mind. Or rather, what you can take.”
“Oh yeah,” I said, following it up by barking out an ironic little laugh. “I forgot about that. You get to be in control next time.”
“You’re damn right,” she said, her smile growing wider. “And I’m not even going to bother asking you how you feel about getting your asshole played with. I’m just going to do what I want with it. Or to it, should I say.”
“Uh-oh,” I said, trying to sound scared. But really I was ecstatic. I had no problem going that route; I had no issues with my manliness. The way I saw things, as long as I was with a women, anything goes.
“That’s right,” she said. “It’s going to be a long night for you next time,” Angelica said.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I replied, smiling, changing up gears real quick, taking the seriousness down a notch. There was no longer reason to play games, at least not tonight, now that we were all through.
Apparently Angelica agreed. She broke out in a wide, genuine smile and her voice lost its hardcore edge. “I know you wouldn’t,” she said. “Which is the only reason why I know I can do it to you without it being a problem.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking tonight,” I said. “You enjoyed yourself, right?”
“Immensely,” she replied. “And you?”
“It was awesome. But I think next time is going to be even better.”
“Yeah, you like being on the receiving end more, don’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“Me too, but it’s good to mix it up. Keep things fresh.”
“I totally agree,” I said.
We climbed to our feet and headed towards the shower. It was time to get cleaned up.
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SEDUCED BY A PORNSTAR (DAY THREE)
Before Amber was my “girlfriend” and before I even knew she was a pornstar, she was just a girl next door. A ridiculously hot girl next door who was house-sitting for her parents while they were away. This was towards the end of my senior year of high school, right before I went to college. What turned out to be the greatest couple days of my life.
After a couple of awkward episodes—including me nearly getting caught jerking off to her while she sunbathed naked in the backyard—episodes that I later learned were orchestrated by her, Amber offered me a proposition. It was an offer I couldn’t refuse: the opportunity to keep her busy while she was stuck at her parents house.
I jumped on it, literally, and for three days I spent pretty much every waking moment in her parent’s house, frolicking around with Amber.
We fucked at least three times per day every day, starting off relatively slowly at first but eventually getting pretty freaky. Nothing too ridiculous or out of control, just your basic multiple-position fuck sessions with a little bit of kinkiness thrown in, like the occasional deepthroat or a few minutes of facesitting.
It might not seem like much, but for an eighteen-year old kid who’d only had a few awkward experiences in bed it was a godsend. Not only did my time with Amber give me a newfound confidence, she taught me many things about what women liked and how to please them.
And then, just like that, it was over. Her parents came home early and after a final, formal date she went back to her life in sunny Southern California.
So ended the best three days of my life. But fortunately for me, it wasn’t the end of our relationship.
Over the next few months, up until I left for college, we saw each other occasionally, usually just for a couple hours of screwing around in a hotel room or something like that. Single sessions, nothing more. They were fun but they left me a bit hollow inside. Not because they felt like we didn’t have time to explore one another in detail, but because I always went in knowing we only had a couple of hours together, which filled me with a deep-rooted sense of longing even before I actually came into contact with her.
These sessions were freakier than the previous ones but not by much.
They were more like extensions of what we’d done earlier instead of branching out in new directions. Which was fine by me. Because Amber was so incredible in the sack, even the basics were elevated to dizzying heights. But still I felt as though something was missing. I wanted to continue getting freakier and freakier, but because we never had an extended period of time together it was just too difficult to really progress. No matter how comfortable you are with someone, it takes a little bit of time to truly relax in their presence. And this is doubly true when it comes to a normal guy like me and a someone like Amber.
She’s so ridiculously hot it literally takes my breath away every time I see her in person for the first time. No matter how I rationalize our relationship it’s still impossible to view her as just a normal person. She has such a strong presence, such a thereness about her that she makes you feel inferior, even though her demeanor is exactly the opposite.
Contrary to how most people think of pornstars, Amber actually an incredibly sweet girl, without any attitude whatsoever—except when she’s playing a role in bed, of course, then she can have all kinds of attitude. But in reality, she’s very down to earth. She always goes out of her way to make me feel comfortable, to play down her otherworldly attributes, but it’s just not possible to make herself seem like an normal girl. She’s just too gorgeous, too self-assured, too perfect; it’s impossible to think of us as equals. Add that to the fact that she’s a pornstar, known and jerked off to by millions of men across the country, and that just increases the allure.
Usually the feelings of inferiority wear off after a couple of hours, but by then our time together is over. And by the next time I see her the feelings of awe will have returned. In our case, absence not only makes the heart grow fonder, but it magnifies her standing in my eyes.
I’d like to think if we can spend even just a full day together I could get over my inferiority complex and treat her as an equal. Fortunately for me, I was about to find out.
