Perverse Fantasies

by Evan Harder

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” she said once I was back to the level of speed and aggression I’d been at earlier. “Just like that. Just like that!”

  Her upper body facing forward once again, she rose up and grabbed ahold of the headboard, arching her spine and showing off her back muscles and razor-sharp shoulder blades, something that drove me absolutely crazy.

  I could feel another orgasm coming on. It was right around the horizon but I was determined to hold off on it until Amber had a chance to cum again. Only then would I let mine into the picture. But since I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long, I needed to help Amber get there quicker. Luckily, I knew what to do.

  Reaching out, I grabbed ahold of her shoulders and pulled her towards me as I pumped my hips forward, allowing to penetrate even more deeply with every thrust, something that I knew she got off on.

  Amber responded by arching her back even further and throwing her head back, causing her hair to spill down her back. Knowing what she wanted, I released her shoulders and grabbed ahold of her hair with both hands and leaned my weight back, yanking back on her hair, using her body to keep my balanced, forcing her to tilt her chin towards the ceiling to alleviate the pressure, all while continuing to hammer away at her pussy as aggressively as ever.

  My plan had worked to perfection. Less than a minute of pounding away at Amber from behind while pulling her hair did the trick, and just in time. I didn’t have much more than a minute myself before I’d be cumming too.

  “Holyfuckingshit!” Amber cried, saying it in one long word. “Fuck, FUCK, FUCK! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

  And cum she did, letting out a loud, guttural groan as her body shook and shimmied for a good ten seconds while I fucked her from behind, slamming away at her, bringing my own orgasm ever closer until I was there too.

  Grunting and cursing under my breath, I felt a bolt of electricity through my system, and then my body was tingling all over as I shot my seed out of my cock and into Amber as I continued fucking her. It was a far smaller load than earlier but more intense, lasting just a few seconds before I fell still, my cock deep in her pussy, my weight pressing against her back as both of our chests heaved as our lungs fought over the same air.

  Amber turned her head to the side and looked at me. She was smiling and her eyes were lit up with excitement.

  “What’s gotten into you?” she said.

  “Why?” I asked. “You didn’t like it?”

  “Actually, I loved it,” she said. “I just wasn’t expecting you to be so . . . confident. It’s like you’re almost a different person.”

  “I’m the same person,” I said. “Just more comfortable in bed.”

  “Because of all the girls you’ve thrust yourself upon, no doubt.”

  “That’s part of it.”

  “And the other part?”

  “You,” I said. “It’s what you taught me a few months back that allowed me to blossom. Without your help I’d still be a meek little wallflower, too scared to take any chances for fear I’d get shot down.”

  “And now?”

  In a deadpan voice, I said: “I’m a sexual dynamo, able to get any woman into bed with a mere wink and a grin, and sure to leave them giddy and begging to see me again as soon as possible.”

  Amber stared at me with a look of mock consternation. I kept a straight face for a few more seconds before cracking a smile and dropping my gaze.

  Amber shook her head and laughed. I joined in.

  “It’s good to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor,” Amber said once out laughter had died down.

  “Only assholes take themselves seriously,” I replied.

  “Ain’t that the truth,” she said. She fell onto the bed, letting my cock slide out of her pussy. I continued to sit up, looking down at her.

  “Are you ready to start drinking?” I asked.

  “Absolutely,” Amber replied. “And let’s order some room service too. I’m fucking starved.”

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  AN AFFAIR WITH THE EXTREMELY KINKY COUGAR (DAY FOUR)

  It was almost 10 PM the next night when his doorbell finally rang. He climbed off the couch and headed towards the door. While he was on his way the bell rang again, followed by a brief burst of knocking.

  “I’m coming, I’m coming,” Peter said, pretending to sound annoyed. “Hold your horses, I’m coming.”

  Peter looked through the peephole. He wasn’t surprised to see Shawna standing there. He opened the door. Shawna was smiling profusely and her eyes were glowing with mischief. He knew that look. She was horny as shit.

  “Whatchadoin?” she asked in a sing-song, playful voice.

  “Just chilling out,” Peter said, looking her up and down. She looked very casual, with almost no makeup and her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She wearing a white t-shirt that left her midriff exposed and a tight, tiny pair of pink shorts and a pair of flip-flops on her feet. As far as Peter could tell she didn’t have a bra or panties on.

  “Mind if I chill out with you?” she asked, still smiling.

  “Not at all. Come on in.”

  Peter stood aside and she walked past him. He shut the door and watched her cute little ass working behind her tiny pink shorts as she made her way into the living room. She took a seat on the couch, her legs curled up underneath herself. Peter sat down next to her.

  “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” Peter asked.

  “What, can’t I just come over and hang out with you?” she replied.

  “Of course you can,” Peter said. “But you never do. Every time you come over you want something.”

  “And what is it that I always want?”

  “My cock,” Peter said.

  “Well, what makes you think tonight is any different?”

  “I don’t.”

  “Then why are you giving me such a hard time, pretending like you don’t know why I’m over here?”

  “Just to mess with you,” Peter said, smiling.

  “Well stop it,” Shawna said, leaning over and grabbing his cock and giving it a squeeze through his pants. “Otherwise I might change his mind.”

  “About what?” Peter said, staring deep into her big brown eyes.

  Shawna leaned in towards him until out faces were mere inches apart. “Letting you fuck me in the ass,” she whispered.

  “Is that what you want?” Peter whispered back, his hand sliding under shirt and gripping one of her firm titties.

  She let out a little moan and bit down on her bottom lip and nodded.

  “Are you sure?” Peter asked.

  “Yeah,” Shawna replied, rubbing his cock more forcefully. “Why, do you have a problem with fucking my asshole?”

  “Hell no,” Peter said, rubbing her nipple between his fingertips, eliciting a sharp gasp from her mouth. “In fact, I’ve been dreaming about fucking you in the ass since the first day I saw you.”

  Keeping her eyes locked on his, Shawna undid his zipper and pulled his cock out of his pants. It was already rock-hard, just like it always was around her.

  “Then why didn’t you say something earlier?” she said.

  “You know me,” Peter replied as Peter moved his free hand down her stomach. Peter slipped it under her shorts and started rubbing her already wet pussy. “I leave those things up to you. I don’t want you to think I’m pushing too hard.”

  “I love it when you push hard,” Shawna said, her breath coming more quickly now.

  “You know what I mean.”

  “Yeah, I know,” she said, jerking him off. “But that doesn’t mean I like it. You can take the initiative too, you know.”

  “Is that what you want?” Peter asked. Their lips were practically touching now as she continued jerking him off while Peter rubbed her pussy, both of them growing more excited by the second but neither of them wanting to show the other how excited they actually were.

  “Sometimes,” she said.

  “I’
ll keep that in mind.”

  “You do that,” Shawna said. “But enough talking for tonight. It’s time to get down to business.” She dropped her head in his lap and wrapped her lips around his cock.

  Peter leaned back and watched Shawna as she sucked his cock, only taking the head of it in her mouth at first before gradually taking more and more until she was swallowing the entire thing.

  She was on her hands and knees on the couch, sitting sideways to him, allowing him to easily reach her backside. Peter yanked her pinks shorts down around her thighs, freeing up her bottom half. Then he reached around her ass and started rubbing her pussy.

  Shawna responded by going after his cock with more intensity. Peter replied by sliding two fingers inside her pussy. She retaliated by cupping his ballsack. He slapped her ass with his free hand. She yanked down on his sack. He grabbed a handful of her ass in his fist. She gave his balls a squeeze.

  Laughing softly, Peter released his hold on her. “I give up, I give up. You win.”

  Shawna let go of his balls and slid his cock out of her mouth. Smiling up at him, she jerked him off while Peter continued fingering her pussy. “I always do,” she said.

  “Yes you do,” Peter agreed. “Luckily it doesn’t bother me.”

  “Doesn’t it?

  “Not at all,” Peter said, wiggling out from underneath her and climbing to his feet. “Because in the end, I always get what I want from you.”

  “That’s funny,” Shawna said. “I was going to say the same exact thing about you.”

  “Get over here,” Peter said, his voice filled with mock anger. He picked Shawna up and flipped her over and deposited her back onto the couch, facing him. Then he grabbed her legs and pushed them back, folding her in half. Grinning widely, she hooked her ankles together behind her head like a human pretzel, leaving her snatch and tight little asshole wide open and right in front of his face.

  Peter started fingering her pussy, giving her two fingers, then three, then four, filling her up, slamming his hand back and forth, causing her to scream. He pulled his fingers out and slapped her pussy a couple of times, eliciting a sharp gasp with each slap. Then he went to work with his tongue, licking her pussy from bottom to top, tasting her tangy sweetness.

  “Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” she said. “Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop licking my pussy.”

  Her talking excited him further and he started going after her pussy more vigor, digging his face in and sticking his tongue deeper inside her. Peter let his fingers wander down to her ass and used his middle one to rub the outside of her asshole.

  “There you go,” she said. “Work that asshole with your finger. Get it all warmed up for your big, hard, cock.”

  With Shawna egging him on, Peter stuck his middle finger in his mouth to get it lubed up and then slid it into her asshole. She let out a low groan of intense pleasure which morphed into a series of moans as he worked his finger in and out of her asshole.

  “More,” she said between deep breaths, staring right at him with intense eyes. “Stick another one in there.”

  So Peter did, spitting on her asshole then sticking a second finger inside her, his excitement building with every passing moment.

  With his fingers still sliding in and out of her asshole Peter went back to eating her out, his tongue working feverishly in her pussy. She was making animalistic sounds, begging him for more.

  “Another one,” she said.

  So Peter slid a third finger inside her asshole. It slipped in easily. She’d obviously done this sort of thing before. The fact that she was such a slut excited him even further, and he went to town even more aggressively on her snatch while still slamming his fingers into her asshole, loosening it up, getting it ready for his cock.

  But she had some other things in mind first. Reaching down, she grabbed ahold of the back of his head and pulled him into her, smashing his face against her pussy, nearly smothering him. Breathing her in, Peter licked and sucked and tongued her soaking wet snatch, making a mess of his face. His fingers were shoved into her asshole all the way to the knuckles.

  Sometime later she lifted his head up by the hair and pulled him towards her. She licked his face, cleaning all her juices off him, then shoved her tongue into his mouth and started aggressively exploring it. His fingers were still buried in her ass.

  Shawna broke off the kiss but kept a hold of his head. Their faces were mere inches apart and they were staring into each other’s eyes. She reached down and pulled his fingers from her ass and brought them up towards her mouth.

  She stuck his index finger in her mouth, licked it clean of her juices, then popped it out. “First I want you to fuck his pussy.”

  She slid his middle finger into her mouth and licked that one clean. “Then I want you to fuck his ass.”

  She finished with his ring finger, giving it the same treatment as the other two. “And then I want you to cum on my face. Do you think you can handle that?”

  “I’ll see what I can do,” Peter said, stepping forward, getting into position. He grabbed her hips and turned her slightly, so she was lying diagonally on the couch. Leaving one foot on the floor, he brought his other leg to the couch and dropped his knee onto the cushion. Then he slipped his cock into her pussy.

  Shawna groaned as Peter entered her.

  “You like that, do you?” Peter asked, looking down at her.

  Shawna nodded. “I fucking love it,” she said.

  Leaning forward to give himself a better angle, Peter proceeded to fuck her pussy, pumping his hips back and forth in long, deliberate thrusts.

  “Oh yeah, just like that,” Shawna said. “I love the feel of your cock inside me.”

  As usual, her talking just got him more riled up, which led to him moving faster and faster against her. Peter grabbed her tits and gave them a squeeze and she responded with a gasp of pleasure and a nod of her head.

  Peter increased his speed further, pounding her pussy now, his cock moving in and out of her more quickly than ever while she moaned and groaned beneath him.

  He hammered away at Shawna’s pussy for a good two minutes before slamming into her one last time and holding his cock deep inside her, thier eyes locked together. She threw her arms up around his neck and pulled him closer and locked her lips around his. After exploring each other’s mouths for a short while, she broke off the kiss but didn’t pull back, choosing instead to place her forehead against his.

  “Fuck my ass,” Shawna said, her eyes gleaming. “Give me what I need.”

  “Gladly,” Peter said.

  Smiling, Peter backed away and pulled his cock from her pussy. He squatted down and spit on her asshole and started working it with his tongue, getting it nice and lubed up for what was to come.

  “Holy shit that feels fucking incredible,” Shawna said as Peter licked her asshole, starting on the outside and working his way towards the middle until his tongue was halfway inside her anus, getting it warmed up for his cock.

  After it was good and loose, Peter stood up and repositioned himself. Then he grabbed ahold of his hard cock and slid it into her asshole.

  Shawna let out a guttural moan and her legs quivered. But still she held them tight, keeping them wrapped around the back of her head, leaving herself wide open to him.

  Peter moved his hips slowly forward, giving her one inch of his cock at a time. It was more for him than for Shawna; her asshole accepted his cock quite easily but it was still tight enough that it applied pressure all over, heightening the sensation. Peter knew if he moved too quickly he wouldn’t be inside her long before he was aching to cum.

  “What’s that matter?” Shawna said, smiling up at him. “Too tight for you to handle.”

  “No,” Peter lied. “It’s just right.”

  “Then give it to me with a little more intensity,” she said, easily reading through his lies. She started moving her body back into his, forcing his cock deeper inside her asshole.

  Peter gri
maced and tried to stave off orgasm. Shawna just laughed and started bucking her body more quickly, fucking his cock with her asshole.

  It wasn’t long before Peter was ready to burst. Her asshole just felt too fucking good. So he quickly pulled his cock out and gave it a couple of quick smacks to get it back under control.

  Laughing, Shawna looked up at him. “Oh, poor baby,” she said. “It was too tight.”

  “It’s not going to be for long,” Peter said, grabbing ahold of her around the waist. He flipped her over, grabbed her around the hips, and pulled her ass up into the air. She shifted her upper body so she was looking back at him.

  “Is this how you like me?” she asked, her voice higher-pitched than usual, the tone she took when she wanted to mess with him. “Face-down and ass up so you can pummel me from behind?”

  Peter answered Shawna’s question with actions instead of words, sidling up to her and sliding his cock into her dripping wet pussy, giving it to her balls-deep right from the get-go.

  Shawna gasped, her eyes widening slightly. “I guess it is,” she said before returning her gaze forward.

  Peter worked his cock quickly in and out of Shawna’s pussy while staring down at her body. Watching her bounce against his cock while he fucked her from behind was the stuff dreams were made of. Tight ass, narrow hips, perfect skin, back muscles working, shoulder blades poking out, brown ponytail bouncing just above her arched back. Peter was just as excited by the view as he was by the physical sensation coursing through his body.

  With his hands gripping Shawna’s ass cheeks, Peter laid into her, giving her his entire cock, from tip to base, hammering away at her pussy in long, fast, deep strokes.

  “Holy shit,” she cried aloud. “You’re cock is so fucking big! Give it to me, give it to me. Just like that!”

  The whole point of this exercise was to loosen up her ass before Peter fucked it again, so he spit on two of his fingers and slid them into her asshole. He forced them as far in as they would go then started working them in a circular motion, stretching out her asshole while he continued fucking her pussy.

  Peter slid a third finger into her asshole and worked it around with the other two until he figured it was loose enough for his cock.