by Riley Haze
“Fuck yeah!” she screamed. “That’s what I need! Give it to me, give it to me!”
A short time later, gasping for breath and needing a break, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stood there, panting, while she turned around to face me.
Her breath was ragged and her chest was heaving and her eyes were wide and excited.
“How was that?” I asked.
“Not too bad,” she said. “Not too bad at all. But I need more.”
“More?” I said, surprised. At the beginning of the night Julie had said she liked it rough but this was more than I’d been expecting. “How much more?”
“As much as you want,” Julie said.
Laughing under my breath, I said. “What exactly did you have in mind?”
Flashing me a wry smile, Julie said, “Surprise me. I can take whatever you want to dish out.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Fucking try me,” she said.
“All right,” I said. “But no complaining afterwards.”
“The only thing I’ll be complaining about was you taking it too easy on me,” she said.
“We’ll just see about that,” I replied, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her backwards so her face was looking up at the ceiling.
“Yes we will,” she said, moaning in pleasure. “Yes we will indeed.”
“I take it you like that?” I asked.
“I love it,” Julie replied.
I ripped her shirt off, exposing her big, firm, perfect tits. Her nipples were hard as stone, so I pinched one of them, then the other, eliciting gasps from her mouth both times.
“You like that too, do you?” I asked.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she nodded.
“What about this?” I asked, smacking down on her left tit. “Do you like it too?”
She gasped and nodded her head again.
I smacked down on the right one, not once, but twice in a row.
“And that?” I asked.
“I fucking love it,” she said. “Do it again.”
So I did, even harder this time. First the left tit, then the right. And again. And again as Julie yelped in pleasure each time.
After half a minute of this, I decided to up the ante, grabbing ahold of her throat and squeezing.
Julie eyes widened in pleasure and her grin grew even larger. She was one freaky chick.
“Do you like having my hand around your throat?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Do you want me to squeeze harder?”
She nodded again.
So I squeezed harder. Her smile started to fade but her eyes were still radiating excitement. Her whole face was turning red.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
Julie shook her head vigorously. Her right hand had made its way down to her pussy and was rubbing at it furiously while her left hand grabbed ahold of my cock and jerked me off.
Her lips were slightly apart and starting to turn blue. Her eyes were fluttering and her head was beginning to drop. Fascinated, I held onto her throat for another few seconds before finally letting go.
The color ran back into her face and she gasped for breath but a few seconds later she was smiling more widely than ever.
“That was fucking incredible,” she said.
I just shook my head and laughed under my breath.
“Are you ready to fuck me again?” she asked.
“I can’t wait,” I replied.
“Then come on,” she said, grabbing my cock and using it to lead me out of the kitchen. “I need that cock of yours inside me again. But this time I want it in my ass. Do you think you can oblige me?”
“Maybe for a bit,” I said. “But I’m pretty far along right now. I’m not sure how long I can last in your ass.”
“That’s all right,” she said, dropping onto her hands and knees on the floor as soon as we made our way off of the tile of the kitchen and onto the carpet of the living room. Her perfect ass was up in the air, facing directly at me, glistening in the light. “I don’t think I could take your huge cock in my ass for very long anyway. I just want a little taste of it. As an appetizer for next time. Can you handle that?”
“Oh, I think I may be able to,” I said.
“Then come on down and join me,” Julie said, giving herself a smack on the ass. “My asshole is waiting.”
I dropped to my hands and knees behind Julie, sidled up to her ass, then grabbed the base of my cock and guided the tip of it into her asshole.
“Holy fuck,” she said with a gasp and a squeal. “Your cock is so fucking big in my asshole.”
Knowing I didn’t have much time before I came, I started moving against Julie, trying to force my cock deeper inside her asshole, but I wasn’t making very much progress. Her asshole was just too fucking tight. So I pulled my cock out of her ass and gathered up as much saliva as I could and spit on her asshole. Then I used my index finger to work the saliva around a bit before sliding it into her anus.
“There you go,” Julie said. “Get it nice and loose for your cock.”
I gradually worked my index finger into her anus, moving it around in circles for a bit, before spitting on her asshole again and working my middle finger inside of her too.
“Goddamn that feels fucking good,” she said, looking back at me, her eyes wide and filled with excitement. “Work that asshole with your fingers, baby. Make it gape.”
I didn’t know if I’d be able to take things that far, but I certainly was making progress. With two fingers almost completely inside her now, Julie’s asshole was starting to loosen up enough that I thought I could do some serious damage with my cock. But first there was one more thing I needed to do.
With my free hand I started working the underside of her pussy, rubbing her clit vigorously until her snatch was dripping juices. Then I gathered up as much of those pussy juices as I could and spread them over my cock, coating it evenly.
After that, I pulled my fingers out of her asshole and replaced them with my cock, which was now lubed up better than ever. This, combined with her anus being more open due to my finger-fucking of it, allowed me to work my cock more deeply inside her asshole.
“Oh my fucking god,” Julie growled. “I can’t believe how good your cock feels in my ass. Fuck it, baby! Fuck that fucking asshole!”
And fuck it I did, giving it to her as deep as I could. More than half of my cock was disappearing inside of her, my balls slapping up against her pussy with every thrust. Her back was arched, forcing her hair to spill down her back.
With my cock in her ass, there was no need to get as aggressive as before, but I just couldn’t resist the allure of her hair. So I reached out and grabbed a handful of it and gave it a yank, pulling her head towards me and forcing her chin towards the ceiling.
Julie arched her spine to relieve the tension, forcing her ass further up in the air and changing the angle of penetration, stimulating my cock even further. I was mere seconds away from cumming now, and since I was already essentially past the point of no return, I decided to fuck her asshole with every ounce of energy I had left.
Leaning back, using the tension of Julie’s body for balance, I hammered away at her from behind, my hips slamming into her with enough force to make her body ripple with every thrust, my cock slamming deep inside her asshole.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Julie cried aloud. “Here I cum, here I fucking cum!”
And cum she did, her whole body shaking and shimmying and bucking against me.
Now that she had cum, I could too, and I did shortly after, unloading my seed into her anus, continuing to pound away at her asshole even as I shot my wad into her, stopping after my cock had run completely dry.
Only then did I pull my cock out of her asshole and flop to the floor, my back against the carpet and my eyes towards the ceiling.
Julie dropped to carpet next to me.
“Holy shit that was fucking incredi
ble,” she said, looking over at me.
“Yeah, that was pretty awesome,” I replied.
“And it’s only going to get better each time we do it,” Julie said.
“Practice makes perfect,” I said, smiling to myself.
“Indeed it does,” she replied. “Indeed it does. And luckily for us, we have lots of time to practice.”
Smiling, I stared up at the ceiling, thanking my lucky stars that I had come across Julie.
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GETTING DIRTY WITH MY STUD
It’s rare when you find a man who can make you smile, laugh and have incredible orgasms. I’ve got just such a man. Not only does he have an incredibly tight butt from years of physical activity, he’s nice to look at from the front too. And the very best thing about him is that he aims to please. So he won’t cum unless I have, at least a few times first. He gets off in getting me off. He takes pride in making me groan and squeal in delight. He’s perfect, he’s hot, and thank God, he is one horny son of a bitch! I am a very lucky girl.
Now typically I’m not a huge drinker, but there are a few occasions where I prefer to be plowed. And Las Vegas is the top of the list. The evening started with two appletinis before dinner. A very nice bottle of red wine with dinner. Amaretto with dessert. And on the way back to the room I picked up a bottle of Jack and a pack of cards for strip Go Fish. I was WAY too smashed for poker.
People often laugh at you when you’re drunk. We all know it. What we don’t always recognize (cuz we’re drunk, duh) is how they’re laughing. Is it in a way that they feel sorry for you? They are embarrassed? They think it’s sad? Or are they really enjoying the evening right along with you? Not only can my man laugh right along with me almost every time but he knows just what I’ll go for when I’m drunk and my inhibitions have left the building. Right along with Elvis.
Now, I’m not a prude but I will admit that some things get me embarrassed. There are certain things that I enjoy in bed and there are those that I really enjoy but will only consider with the right amount of alcohol. For example, everyone enjoys having your asshole rubbed, but don’t even think about that when I’m sober. It will get a “whoa, where do you think you’re goin’ mister?” However, with enough booze, I’ll not only let him finger my hole, I’ll tell him just how to do it!
Tonight was gonna be one of those nights where not only would I go places I rarely go, but I was gonna go there multiple times in multiple ways.
The hotel suite was incredible. The front desk clerk saw it in my face and my blouse that had already lost the two top buttons that I was ready for more than I would be on most nights. She clearly also thought my taste in men was on the mark and she decided to give my husband a night he would not soon forget. She upgraded us without saying more than “I think you’ll like it.” The two-story suite was twice the size of our first house and had a view of the strip you only see in movies. I was drunk but not too drunk to appreciate where we were and what this room needed to be used for. I went straight to the full size jacuzzi tub and started to run the water.
My top buttons had been lost somewhere over dinner as I was teasing my husband about how I was gonna ring my pussy with crushed jolly rancher candies like my appletinis had been. Sometimes when my double D’s get too excited, I can actually launch buttons. Oops. Oh well, having the top of my bra showing wasn’t my intention but that probably got him more worked up than anything I could have said anyway, especially in my slightly slurred state.
My skin tight jeans were already soaking wet from looking at him during the cab ride back and thinking about all the nasty things he’d do to me after given free reign over my body. I bent over at the waist to turn the water off and he drank straight from the bottle of Jack and watched me with a smirk on his face. He wasn’t as drunk as I was yet but he didn’t mind. He liked the show.
I slid out of my fuck-me pumps and slipped around the corner out of view. No woman is graceful taking off wet jeans. No need to show him that and break the mood. I mussed my hair a bit and came around the corner, pretending to completely ignore him. I stood there in my half open blouse and black g-string panties checking the water in the hot tub. I took my wet fingertips and ran them from my chin to my breasts, arching my neck and back as I did so. He took another drink from the bottle without taking his eyes off me. Yep, it was working.
I slowly began to undo the few buttons that remained on my blouse and then went to the sink to get a few washcloths for the tub. My black bra and panties teasing him out from under my blouse hanging from my shoulders. I turned my back to him and let the blouse fall to the ground. Then I slowly unhooked my bra and let that fall as well. Then I bent over, straight legged at the waist and slowly slid down my black g-string. I heard a gasp and another long pull from the whiskey bottle. I smiled to myself as I slowly slipped into the tub. Now a woman’s wet body is one thing but a woman who is deliberately trying to turn on her man while pretending she’s not is a whole other thing. Of course, I wasn’t fooling him but he likes a show now and again too. I began to soap my arms, legs, breasts, belly and crotch, deliberately lingering in certain places longer than others. I put the soap down, turned slightly so my ass was in his full view and began to rub from my cheek to my pussy, back and forth. Before long I was in need of some release.
I turned on the jets on low and put my asshole directly in front of the water. I stuck my fingers inside myself as I did so and gasped aloud. I heard a curse word from across the room and knew that he was enjoying this almost as much as I was. Within a few minutes I was rocking back and forth and knew I needed more. I stuck another finger inside myself as I turned the jets on higher. My ass instinctively pulled away but my drunken horniness took over. I pulled my hand out of my wonderful warmth and put one hand on each side of the tub. Then I positioned my asshole right in front of the jet and held it there while I let out a slight scream. I needed more! I learned forward and the jet hit square on my sweet spot. God! It’s amazing what some air under water can do but fuck me, it’s good! More, I needed more. I again leaned forward and this time the jet shifted to my clit. Ooh shit. That hurt in a good way. I turned the jet back down again and aimed it right at my clit. It was better than my vibrator and it was not gonna stop until I made it. I turned the jet back up in speed again and started moving from clit to pussy to ass back and forth, stopping at each one long enough to get me so close to cumming but constantly moving for as long as I could take it.
All of a sudden, the jet moved up even higher in speed. I opened my eyes and saw that he wanted me to get there. He was coming in and taking charge and that was all I needed. I spread my legs wide, straddled the jet and lost it all over the pounding river of water. As I wriggled and shook and screamed, he just smirked. Fuck, that turned me on even more.
“I need some Jack.” I grabbed him by the back of his head and kissed him, hard. He pulled back, smirked and was naked before I knew what happened. His rock hard cock standing at attention. Fuck I needed that! He slipped into the tub, positioned himself over me, looked at me, smiled and kissed me slowly at first. It’s one thing to have a romantic kiss that can make you weak in the knees. It’s another when all the while his raging hard cock is poking into your midsection. I reached up to re-position it and he gasped aloud when I touched him. Oh. So you like that do you. I began to slowly stroke it while he leaned over me and kissed me. He began moving to my neck and my breasts, all the while I was wiggling underneath him and stroking what would soon be the key to my happiness. I pushed him back and reminded him we had all night.
Then, I slipped my hands between my legs and rubbed myself. I knew that was one of his favorite things and since I enjoyed it too, I may as well use that to my advantage. I closed my eyes again and began to rub my clit with one hand and fuck myself with the other. I was getting close to the edge when I felt his mouth on my breast. I opened my eyes and smirked. It wasn’t what I was expecting but this would work. Then, someone else was touching me, rubbing me, pumping me. Oh God. He
was working me with one hand and himself with the other. Slowly, so as not to go too far too fast but enough that I needed it and badly. I begged him to fuck me. To be in me. To fill me with his gorgeous cock. He laughed and told me to take a drink and relax. We had time. He didn’t understand. I didn’t have time. I was gonna cum and soon and I wanted it to be thanks to his rock hard dick pounding me into oblivion.
I had to get some release. I turned the jets back on and he got the idea. He pushed me against the side of the tub so the jet was pounding my asshole while he fucked me with his free hand and kissed me hard with his tongue owning my throat. I couldn’t quite scream but the shivering of my body told him I had found that wonderful release. He pushed his hand way up in me one last time to make me cum even more (he’s learned that sometimes I am not done and that is the best way to check) and then slipped it out so slowly that by the time his fingertips were again visible I was again horny and in need of even more fucking.
He was not about to have all the fun. I pushed him back against the tub and started stroking his shaft. The jets were still on and tickling his ass which seemed to be helping get him going. He closed his eyes. Here we go. I couldn’t suck on his dick while in the tub, so instead, I shifted myself around and straddled him. My ass was touching his cock. I had sat myself too high on purpose to try to tease him a bit for not fucking me sooner. I ran his cock up and down my crack and leaned forward from time to time to let him nibble on my nipple and feel my wetness up against his shaft. When I got too close I would lift up and off of him, reach for the bottle and give each of us a swig; giving my pussy the short break it needed to come back from the edge just slightly.
Apparently, he was close to the edge too because as I was putting the bottle down, I felt two hands on my sides and he placed me down directly on his dick. Barely a hint of resistance was felt. My eyes widened, I gasped, and I tried to figure out what had just happened. Then it clicked. Game on. I began to slowly bounce up and down, getting higher and higher out of the tub and coming down faster and faster.
