by Riley Haze
While Pam pushed back against him, Vince slid one of his hands down and slipped two fingers into her pussy.
Pam’s groaning grew more animated and her body tensed up from the pleasure. “Holy fucking shit,” she said. “That’s what I’m talking about. That’s what I’m fucking talking about!”
Vince went after Pam’s asshole with more intensity, sliding the tip of his tongue inside of it while his fingers continued working her wet snatch. She reached back and spreads her ass cheeks wide, making her asshole gape and allowing him deeper access to her insides.
After loosening her up with two fingers, Vince slipped a third finger inside Pam’s pussy and went to town while still working her asshole with his tongue.
“Oh my fucking god!” Pam screamed, her body tensing up in preparation for an orgasm. “I’m gonna fucking cum, I’m gonna fucking cum like crazy!”
And cum she did, her entire body shaking with excitement as an orgasm ripped through her.
“That was fucking insane!” she cried once the orgasm had passed. She yanked Vince’s fingers out of her pussy and slid them into her mouth and sucked all her pussy juices off of them.
“Are you ready for the real thing?” Vince asked once she was done with his fingers.
“Fuck yes,” Pam said. “I can’t wait for it.”
“Well, luckily you don’t have to,” Vince said, climbing to his hands and knees until his raging hard cock was poised directly behind Pam’s ass. He grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against her asscheeks a couple of times.
“Quit messing with me and stick it in there,” Pam said brusquely. “I need your cock inside of me.”
Laughing softly, Vince slipped his cock into Pam’s waiting pussy. She was so wet that it went in without any resistance.
“Hol-ly fuck,” Pam said. “That’s what I fucking need, right there. Give it to me. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Vince did exactly that, his cock slamming balls-deep into Pam right from the beginning, her big, plump ass slamming up against his hips, his balls slapping the underside of her pussy with every thrust. Her pussy juices coated his cock, allowing him to hammer away at her without any problems at all.
“That’s it, that’s fucking it,” Pam said, her voice growing ever louder. “Fuck my tight little pussy. Fuck it!”
As she spoke, Pam turned her head back towards Vince and stared at him while he fucked her. They looked directly at each other for a little while, each with nasty little smiles on their faces while their bodies pounded together, making wet, sloppy sounds that echoed about the hotel room.
“You like that, don’t you,” Pam asked. “You like hammering me from behind, don’t you?”
“I fucking love it,” Vince said.
“So do I,” Pam replied. “But I’d love it even more if you could give it to me a little bit harder.”
“If you insist,” Vince said, grabbing her hips and pulling back as he moved forward, allowing him to slam his cock even deeper into her pussy. “Is that better?” he asked through deep, grunting breaths.
“Much better,” Pam said, her breath growing more labored with every thrust. “Much fucking better. That’s how I deserve to get fucked!”
The more Pam talked the more excited Vince got. He’d gotten his share of pussy over the years but this woman was something special. So dirty and nasty and unafraid of letting him know exactly what she wanted. He loved it and wished more women were like her.
In an effort to get Pam to talk dirty even more, Vince pressed down on the small of her back and leaned into her, giving him more leverage and allowing him to fuck her pussy even more deeply.
Pam’s breath grew faster and her groans more guttural. She was so excited that she no longer could form words, only make grunting sounds. This disappointed Vince at first but he quickly changed his mind the more animalistic Pam got, her grunts turning to deep moans and eventually into screaming yelps of lust.
Pam was facing completely forward now, no longer looking back at Vince, which caused her long, blonde hair to spill down her back. Looking to turn things up even further, he reached out and grabbed ahold of Pam’s hair and gave it a good tug, causing her head to snap back and an excited primal noise to escape her throat.
“You like that?” Vince asked. “You like it when I pull your hair?”
“Fuck yes,” Pam said in a guttural growl. “I fucking love it.”
His smile growing, Vince gave her hair another pull, yanking harder on it this time, forcing Pam to arch her back to alleviate the strain. The stress on her neck made it impossible for her to speak in more than a soft, scratchy tone.
But in that tone, she said, “Harder. Pull it fucking harder. Bend me in fucking half.”
Vince was surprised that Pam wanted more, but he wasn’t going to deny her what she wanted, so he did as he was told, holding onto her hair with both hands and leaning back, yanking on her hair hard enough to pull her upper body up towards him while he continued fucking her like a madman. Pam held her body fast by grabbing ahold of the legs of the couch and hanging on for dear life. Her spine was so arched that her shoulder blades and vertebrae were visible beneath her skin.
By now, Pam’s chin was practically facing the ceiling. Her throat was stretched so tight that she could no longer form words. All she could do was grunt and growl like a wild animal. But her ass was still bouncing off of Vince’s hips with serious intensity. Despite the stress Pam’s body was going through (or perhaps because of it) she was enjoying herself more than ever.
The stress on Pam’s body accentuated her big, bubbly, perfect ass so much that Vince couldn’t help but stare at it. And in her excitement, her asshole had begun to pucker, opening up a little bit wider every few seconds, until it was taunting Vince, just asking to be fingered.
From what he’d experienced so far with Pam, he figured she’d be totally cool with him playing around with her asshole, so he let go of her hair with one of his hands and slipped his thumb into his mouth to get it lubed up. Then, after taking a deep breath, he pressed his thumb up against her asshole, not quite penetrating it, just providing pressure.
“Holy fucking shit yes,” Pam said immediately. “Work my asshole. Work my tight little asshole with your thumb.”
Smiling in excitement, Vince rubbed his thumb around the edges of Pam’s sphincter and then back to the middle and pressed harder.
“That’s right, that’s right,” Pam said in a desperate tone. “Do it, Vince, do it. Stick it in my asshole. Stick your fucking thumb in my asshole!”
He pressed even harder, until the tip of his thumb popped into her tight little asshole.
Pam gasped and started bucking harder against Vince, her ass slamming back into him. He released her hair and grabbed ahold of her hips for balance and sat back and let her do all the work. He was barely able to hold his position she was hammering back at him with so much force. But his thumb continued working her asshole until it had completely disappeared inside of her.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Pam screamed. She was almost totally out of control she was so excited. “Fuck that pussy while you finger my asshole! Oh my god, oh my fucking god! It feels so fucking good!”
Pam’s screams and Vince’s grunts filled the hotel room. He was desperately trying to hold on until she came again before finishing himself but he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. Hammering away at Pam brought him closer to orgasm but he knew it brought her closer too, so he just bared down and kept going, pounding away at her while his thumb dug deeper and deeper into her asshole, hoping that she came before he did.
Finally, half a minute later, Pam screamed, “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
Vince continued slamming into Pam as her orgasm arrived, her body shaking and shimmying violently before eventually winding down. But he kept pounding away at her the whole time, not even stopping after her orgasm had passed. He was ready to cum too.
Laying into Pam wi
th all his remaining energy, his cock slamming deeper than ever into her, Vince popped his thumb out of her asshole and grabbed onto her hips with both hands and fucked her with everything he had, hammering into her like never before until he was at the point of no return.
His body was screaming, imploring him to cum. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said. “Here I cum. Here I fucking cum!”
“Cum inside me,” Pam said. “I want to feel your hot sperm inside my pussy.”
So Vince did, continuing to pound away at Pam even as he started to cum, sending his load deep inside her pussy. He continued fucking her as he came, his cock shooting out multiple loads before finally running dry.
After he’d fallen still, Pam pulled away from him and quickly turned around. She grabbed ahold of his still-hard cock and slid it into her mouth and cleaned it of her pussy juices.
“You’re one nasty girl,” Vince said.
“You’re a pretty nasty boy yourself,” Pam replied.
“That was fun,” he said. “Too bad we can’t do it again.”
“Who says we can’t?” Pam said. “We’ve got the hotel room for the night.”
“But what about flying back to Los Angeles?”
“Oh, I’m sure there will be more flights tomorrow.”
“That’s true,” Vince said. “Does that work for you?”
“It sure does,” Pam replied. “How about you?”
“It sounds perfect,” he replied.
She leaned over and gave him a little kiss. “Great. But just so you know, while that was a fun little appetizer but I expect the main course to get a whole lot crazier.”
“Fair enough,” Vince said, laughing softly.
“And then dessert is going to be a real treat,” Pam said, climbing to her feet.
“I can’t wait,” he replied, getting up off the floor too.
Together they headed towards the bathroom to get cleaned up before starting the next session.
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DOMINATING THE NAUGHTY SLUT
Mark Jackson is nervously pacing around the hotel suite with a half-full beer in his hand when there’s a knock on the door. He pounds the rest of the beer, sets the bottle down on the desk, takes a deep breath, walks over to the door, and opens it.
Standing there is a girl. She’s tall and thin, just a couple of inches shorter than he is. Wearing a short white dress that shows off her ridiculously tight, firm body. Perfect legs. Toned arms. Lightly tanned skin. Small but perky tits. A girlish face with shoulder-length, mussed-up blonde hair, blue eyes, little nose and thin, pouty lips. She’s not wearing much makeup. But she doesn’t need it. She’s cute as shit without it.
“You must be Megan,” he says, not sure how these sort of things are supposed to go. He’s never done anything like this before.
“That’s right,” she says with a smile. “You mind if I come in?”
“Please do,” he says, holding the door open and standing aside. He watches her as she walks by, noting in particular her ass working behind her skimpy dress. It looks tight enough to bounce quarters off of.
Megan drops her purse on the desk and turns to face him.
Mark’s again struck by how innocent she looks. He can scarcely believe that she’ll be able to stand up to what he has in mind on this night. But she comes very highly recommended. According to his buddy (who’s an expert on this sort of thing) she’s a superstar, capable of taking punishment worthy of a porn starlet.
And supposedly she’s as nasty as can be, up for absolutely anything. Which is good, because he’s had an extremely rough couple of months thanks to his ex-wife raking him over the coals and he’s looking to take out some of his aggression without having to worry about getting arrested. Which is why he went to his friend for a recommendation in the first place.
“What’s on tap for this evening?” Megan asks, slipping out of her sandals.
The monetary situation has already been dealt with, leaving them to get right down to the good stuff.
“Whatever you can handle,” Mark replies.
“I can handle anything you can dish out,” she says. Not a dare or a brag, just a straight declaration of facts.
“Is that right?”
“Damn straight,” she says, flashing him a little smile.
“Well, let’s just see,” he says, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her backwards so her face is facing the ceiling.
Megan’s smile widens as she moans in pleasure. Her eyes twinkle with excitement. She clearly gets off on being treated like this; it’s not an act.
“You like that?” Mark asks.
“I love it,” Megan replies.
He pulls her tight little dress down, exposing her perfect little perky tits. Her nipples are hard and sticking out like pencil erasers.
He fondles one of her tits and pinches her nipple, eliciting a little gasp. Then he slaps down on it.
Megan yelps and shivers in ecstasy.
“Do it again,” she says.
He does it again, harder this time.
“Harder,” she says.
So he does, harder still. And again. And again.
Her tit is bright red but she still seems to be enjoying it. More than ever, in fact.
Mark’s cock is pushing painfully against his pants. This is exciting him just as much as it is her.
He pulls up on her hair, snapping her head forward.
She’s taking deep breaths but she’s still smiling, showing him those pearly whites. Her eyes are glowing with excitement.
He starts walking, pulling her along by the hair as he goes. He drags her over to the wall, spins her around, and pushes her back up against it. He’s standing directly in front of her when he releases her hair and grabs ahold of her throat, squeezing just a bit, nothing too serious.
Megan’s smile doesn’t fade one bit. If anything it gets larger.
With one hand still around her throat Mark slaps her face. The sound fills the room like a gunshot.
Little red blossoms flare up on her cheek. But she still smiles.
He slaps her again. Squeezes her throat a little harder. Slaps her again.
Her smile is fading but her eyes are still radiating excitement. Her whole face is turning red now as her blood flow is restricted.
“Do you want me to stop?” he says.
Megan shakes her head and mouths the word no.
Mark slaps her again. And again. And again. Squeezing tighter now, almost completely cutting of the blood flow to her brain.
Her lips are slightly apart and quivering slightly. Her eyes start to flutter and her pupils roll back, exposing the whites of her eyes. Her head lolls slightly to the right.
He lets go of her throat.
The color runs back into her face and she gasps for breath. Her smile is back in full effect. Only this time it’s filled with excitement.
“That was incredible,” she says.
“You’re one filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he says, laughing himself.
“The filthiest,” Megan says, reaching down to rub his cock, which is still rock-hard and pressing against his pants.
Mark grabs her arm and pulls it away. “Not yet,” he says. “We’ll get to me in a little bit. I want to fuck with you some more.”
“If you insist,” she says, her tone filled with mock disappointment.
He slips her dress off by pulling it over her head and drops it to the ground. Then he grabs ahold of her throat again, not really squeezing this time, just holding her in place as his free hand wanders down her flat stomach to her pretty little shaved pussy. He rubs her pussy for a couple of seconds to get her warmed up but it’s unnecessary. She’s already soaking wet down there. So he sticks two fingers inside her and starts finger-fucking her.
Mark stands there, facing Megan, looking down at her face as he’s exploring her insides with his fingers, his excitement building like a thunderstorm because of the control he has over her.
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�s looking up at him with her wide eyes full of excitement, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, her breath growing more and more rapid as he increases the pressure and depth of his fingers inside her.
He slides another finger inside her while simultaneously tightening his grip on her throat, choking off the gasp that is forming on her mouth. With three fingers now inside her he starts moving his hand more quickly in and out of her pussy, his wrist angled slightly upwards to rub the edges of her clit as he finger-fucks her.
Megan’s mouth is slightly open and little gasping sounds are escaping from her throat. Her face is slowly turning pink as the blood flow diminishes.
“You like this, don’t you?” Mark says.
She nods as much as she can in her comprised situation.
“Do you want another finger?”
She nods.
Without releasing her throat he slips his pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It’s a tight fit but she loosens up a bit as he moves his fingers inside her.
A short time later Megan’s entire body is quivering, her legs on the verge of failing. Her head slumps to the side just a bit and her eyes flutter. She’s about to pass out.
He doesn’t want that. So he releases her throat but continues finger-fucking her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.
Megan leans into him to keep from falling, her head on his chest.
He’s the only thing holding her up but still he continues working her pussy, keeping her right on the edge. Her breaths are shallow and punctuated by high-pitched sounds of pleasure.
Finally she catches her breath and pulls back a bit, using the wall for support now.
Mark takes a moment to unzip his pants and pull his cock out with his free hand. It’s sticking straight out, as stiff as a board, feeling like it’s trying to push through his skin.
“Stroke it,” he says to Megan.
Her hand flies down to his cock and starts jerking him off.
He reaches out and grabs ahold of her tit and squeezes it while his other hand continues working her pussy.
