by Riley Haze
Eric reaches back and smacks Heather in the cheek with an open palm, causing her to flinch and gasp in a quick breath. But she nods her head, indicating she wants more and her eyes are lit up with excitement, seconding the motion.
So Eric smacks her again, harder this time, then again, harder still, all without letting up one bit on her asshole. If anything, he’s fucking her harder than ever, his entire body hammering down onto Heather’s, giving her all his body weight with every thrust and forcing his cock so far into her asshole that it feels like it’s going to come out the other side of her.
Unfortunately for Eric, nothing he’s tried has done anything to slow down his rapid ascent towards orgasm. To the contrary, every single action he’s taken has gotten him that much closer. So he has no choice but to pull his cock out of Heather’s asshole, at least for a while.
Heather groans in displeasure once she realizes what Eric is doing, but her attitude quickly changes as he lifts her hips up so all her weight is on her shoulders and starts going to town on her asshole with his tongue.
He licks around the outside for a few seconds, then plunges his tongue deep inside her anus, exploring around, uncaring in the least that his cock was just in the exact same spot moments ago.
Mirroring his actions from earlier, Heather runs her hands down and grabs ahold of the back of Eric’s head and pulls him towards her, forcing his tongue deeper into her asshole, smothering him with her ass, making it difficult to breathe.
She holds him there just as he held her, even as he is struggling for breath, smiling wickedly, thoroughly enjoying the turning of the tables. Eric can pull away at any time but decides to let Heather have her fun while she can. So he struggles a bit, just enough that she feels like she’s keeping him there against his will, his eyes full of mock distress and looking into hers, begging to be let go.
Eventually Heather does, relaxing her grip on his head. Eric pulls his head back and digs deep for breath, struggling only slightly more than necessary. Once he’s recovered, he once again takes control.
Keeping Heather upright, with her legs folded over her body, ass in the air, head and shoulders against the cushions, Eric climbs to his feet, standing on the couch, and slides his cock back into her asshole.
Holding her asscheeks wide open with his hands, Eric pummels Heather’s ass, hammering down on her with all his weight, pushing her body deeper into the couch with every thrust.
She runs her hand between her legs and sticks four fingers deep into her pussy and holds them there, stretching it as wide as it will go. Just as before, Eric can feel her fingers pressing against his cock, making her asshole seem tighter than ever, almost too tight to bear.
Eric pulls his cock out of Heather’s ass, and still facing her, squats down, trapping her legs beneath him. Staring down at her, watching her intently, he slides his cock into her mouth and holds it there, deep in her throat, their eyes locked together.
His plan is to see how long she can deepthroat him in this position before not being able to take it any longer, but he’s betrayed by his cock. He is the one who is forced to pull out first to keep from cumming.
Heather’s knows exactly what has just happened, and she laughs and gives him a victorious look. But Eric isn’t done yet. He still has one more card to play.
He grabs Heather’s ankles and climbs off the couch, then walks around the side of it, pulling her legs along with him until her body is laid out flat, her stomach to the cushions, her ass on top of the armrest, and her legs off the edge.
Keeping her legs pressed together, Eric smacks Heather’s ass a few times, harder than ever, then straddles her body and slides his hard cock into her asshole. Still on his feet, he pumps her anus with as much force as he can muster, slamming away at her, the angle of her ass as it sits on the armrest providing just the right amount of leverage to keep her body from sliding forward as he fucks her, forcing her to absorb all the energy of every pump.
Looking for even more leverage, Eric grabs two handfuls of Heather’s long black hair and yanks back, forcing her to arch her back to alleviate the pressure. With the shadows of her vertebrae poking through her skin and her chin turned towards the ceiling, Eric lays into Heather with a newfound aggression, his excitement at the highest levels of the night from seeing her in such a vulnerable position.
As Heather grunts and groans and screams louder and with more conviction than she has at any other time all night, Eric continues hammering away at her, giving her everything he has.
Eric is no more than half a minute away from achieving orgasm but he wants to try one more thing before he cums. So he releases Heather’s hair and shoves her face down onto the cushions. Then he climbs further up onto the armrest, lifting his legs into the air and putting all his weight directly onto her.
Eric then starts to drive his body down into hers, letting gravity do it’s thing, slamming his cock down into her asshole, the armrest not allowing any give, forcing her to take every last ounce of his bodyweight.
Heather’s screams have reached a new level. They are no longer screams of pure pleasure. There is more than a hint of actual discomfort thrown in. She turns her head around, looking back at Eric with something close to panic as he continues destroying her asshole with his cock.
Eric can tell that Heather isn’t enjoying herself as much as she had been earlier, but he doesn’t care. He’s mere moments away from cumming now and he knows she can take what he’s offering for just a little while longer.
He slams his body down onto Heather a few more times and then he’s there. Clambering up her body, his weight still pressing down on her, Eric ends up with his legs on either side of her neck, squatting down so the tip of his cock is practically touching the back of her head.
Holding on tight to his cock, delaying the cum for the moment, Eric grabs ahold of Heather’s hair with his free hand and wrenches her head to the side, so that half of her face is pressing against the couch while the other half is exposed.
Eric jerks himself off, sending his sperm rocketing out of his cock and splattering all over Heather’s face, leaving milky white trails that cover her cheek, her temple, her hairline. The entire right side of her face is covered in cum, there’s even some pooled in her ear.
As Heather glares up at him with malice in her eyes and a scowl on her mouth, Eric laughs softly, amazed that she maintains her attitude all the way to the end. Just to top things off, as he climbs off the couch and onto the floor, he stops for a moment to stick his cock in her mouth one final time.
Heather sucks on the tip of his cock while he looks down at her cum-stained face and marvels at how such a young girl could be such a huge slut. For a moment he thinks about asking her about her past, but quickly pushes the thought aside. There’s no reason for sentiment. He doesn’t have time for it. There is too much money to spend, too many parties to go to, too many women to fuck to worry about stupid shit like the human element. The way he sees things, everyone is just a piece of meat, himself included. Good for fucking and not much else. He knows is a simplistic way to view things, but that’s the way he likes things. Nice and simple. It makes life so much easier.
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GINA AND TINA ARE NAUGHTY BABES
My travels last week had me in San Diego, California, one of my favorite places in the whole country. With it’s perfect year-round weather and old-school California lifestyle, San Diego is as relaxing as it gets. While some of the creeps that inhabit Los Angeles and Orange County have made their way down south, it’s still quite a ways away—both literally and figuratively—from its northern neighbors.
And the women . . . well, let’s just say that it’s about as nice as place anywhere in the world for hot women.
A couple years back, I ran across one such woman. Her name is Gina. Part Hispanic, part Irish, and all woman, Gina is a real firecracker. She’s 26 years old, with wavy, light-brown hair, an adorable, sexy face, hazel eyes, small nose, full lips, and a body to die for. She stan
ds right around five and a half feet tall and weighs 125 pounds, with long, athletic legs, toned arms, washboard stomach, firm, ripe tits and ass that makes me want to cry.
Needless to say I was looking forward to spending a few days with her.
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After taking a cab from the airport, I knocked on Gina’s door at just after 10pm. A few seconds later she answered it, wearing nothing but a lacy pink top and white and pink striped panties.
I stood there staring at her for a moment, marveling at her, as I always did, drinking her in with my eyes.
“Hey there,” Gina said, flashing me a sly smile, reveling in the way I was looking at her. “Do you like my outfit?”
“I fucking love it,” I said. “You look incredible.”
“Ahh, thanks, baby,” she said. “You’re looking pretty fucking hot these days yourself.”
“Yeah right,” I said, laughing softly. I’d been on a plane for the last eight hours and I was feeling it, from my wrinkled clothes to my messed-up hair.
“I’m serious,” she said, holding the door open wide as I walked in. “I like the rumpled-up look.”
“Is that right?” I asked, moving in close to her as she closed the door.
“Yes it is,” she said, her grin growing wider as I took her in my arms.
“I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” I said before slipping my tongue between her lips.
We made out for a little while, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths while our hands kept themselves busy. I had just run my hand under her flimsy little blouse when she unexpectedly broke off our kiss and took a half step back.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, confused.
“Nothing,” she said, smiling wider now as she looked at me closely, obviously enjoying my confusion. “Why?”
“Because you’re acting funny,” I said.
“Am I?”
I raised my eyebrows and nodded.
“That’s because I’m excited,” Gina said.
“About what? Me being here?”
“That,” she said, putting one foot in front of the other and tilting her head sideways in a playful manner. “And something else.”
“What?” I asked, laughing under my breath.
“Follow me and you’ll find out,” Gina said. And with that, she took my hand and led me upstairs.
I was expecting us to turn into her bedroom but we kept going past it, towards the back room, which was set up like a family room, with a plush leather couch and an entertainment center. As far as I could remember, we’d never really spent much time in it.
Gina was giggling softly, obviously excited about something. Which was unlike her; normally she was pretty stoic and not prone to giddiness.
But once we entered the room I understood exactly where she was coming from. One glance at the couch and I was starting to get giddy also.
Sitting sideways on the couch was a tall, leggy blonde. She was a couple years younger than Gina and just as cute, but in a different way. Taller, for one, maybe 5’10”. Long blonde hair. Brown eyes. Pale skin. A softer body than Gina, with thinner legs and smaller tits but just as sexy.
“Jesse, this is Tina,” Gina said. “Tina, Jesse.”
“Pleased to meet you,” I said.
“Hey there,” Tina said, looking up at me with a lazy smile and sleepy eyes.
“So I was telling Tina a little bit about you the other day and she said she wanted to meet you,” Gina said, flashing a knowing glance at me. “And, you know, get to know you a little better.”
“Is that right?” I said, my excitement level rising even higher. I was already salivating at getting freaky with Gina, but getting her friend involved too? That was too good to be true.
“Yes it is,” Gina said. “Right Tina?”
Tina nodded.
“Sorry,” Gina said. “You’ll have to bear with Tina. She’s a little bit shy.”
“No problem,” I said. “I like ‘em like that.”
“What?” Gina said, giving me a look of mock consternation. “I thought you like them loud and raunchy and out of control like me.”
“I do, I do,” I said, smacking Gina on the ass. “But I like them shy too. And I especially like having one of each at the same time.”
“Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Gina said, grabbing my cock and squeezing it hard enough to make me flinch while Tina giggled from over on the couch. “Luckily for you I like my women shy too. Especially when I have a strong man with me.”
“Then it sounds like a perfect situation for both of us,” I said. “What about you, Tina?” I added, flicking my chin in her direction. “What do you think of this little setup?”
“I think it’s perfect,” she said, her wry smile growing larger.
“Then what are we waiting for?” I said. “Let’s get this show on the road.”
“Indeed,” Gina said, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the couch. As Tina sat up, Gina turned me around so my back was to the couch and gave me a little shove. I dropped back onto the couch, sitting normally, and Gina sat down next to me so I was in between the two women.
Sitting on either side of me, Tina and Gina started making out with me relaxing in between them. I sat back and watched, letting them do their thing, knowing that they’d get to me in good time.
The two women explored each other’s tonsils for a bit before Gina started going to work on Tina’s tits, licking and sucking on her nipples.
While Gina played with Tina’s tits, Tina’s hands dropped down to my groin area. She unzipped my zipper and pulled my cock out of my pants and started jerking me off, getting me nice and hard.
Once Gina saw my cock, she immediately pulled her mouth off Tina’s nipple and dropped her head down to the same level as my cock.
“You have such a nice cock,” she said, looking up at me. “Do you mind if I suck it?”
“Be my guest,” I said.
Gina wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and gave it a good suck before popping her mouth off of it.
I shivered and let out a little gasp.
Gina laughed. “A little sensitive tonight, are we?” she said.
“Just a bit,” I replied.
“Or maybe just a bit too excited,” Gina added.
“That too,” I said.
Smiling, Gina said, “Well you’d better learn to control that. Because if we don’t get what we want out of you tonight there’s going to be problems. Isn’t that right Tina?”
Tina nodded emphatically.
“I’ll do my best,” I said.
“You do that,” Gina replied before taking my cock in her mouth once again.
She was an electric cocksucker, attacking my cock more than sucking on it, gagging noises coming from her mouth while saliva dripped everywhere.
While Gina worked my cock, Tina leaned forward and stuck her tongue in my mouth. We made out passionately while Gina continued blowing me like a pornstar.
After a short while the two women traded places.
Tina’s cock-sucking technique was different than Gina’s. She took her time, using her tongue in a variety of different ways, taking things far more slowly than her friend. On the other hand, Gina kissed like she sucked cock, aggressively thrusting her tongue into my mouth and exploring it with intensity.
Half a minute later, Gina released her hold on my lips and turned her attention back to Tina. While her friend continued to suck my cock, Gina grabbed ahold of Tina’s hair and held it up above her head.
With her hair now out of the way, I could clearly see Tina’s face as she slowly went all the way down on my cock, taking the entire thing in her mouth before coming up for air.
“Goddamn that felt fucking good,” I said, shaking my head in amazement.
“Pretty impressive, huh?” Gina said as Tina caught her breath.
“I’ll say.”
“That was amazing,” I said to Tina.
“Thanks,” she whispered in a soft voice while fla
shing me a shy smile.
I realized that was the first word I’d heard her say since we’d starting getting freaky. Gina hadn’t been joking when she’d said that Tina was a shy one. But that was perfectly fine with me; the contrast between the two women made for a very interesting dynamic, one that I found quite titillating.
“Yeah, she’s coming along pretty good,” Gina said. “But she still can’t hold a candle to the master.”
“Is that right?” I said, challenging Gina with my tone.
“Damn straight,” Gina said, flashing one of her trademark smirks, letting me know she’s not going to fall for my little tricks. Her look says that she’ll deepthroat me, but it will be at a time of her choosing, not mine.
Just to prove her point, Gina stuck her tongue in Tina’s mouth and they started to make out. Half a minute later, Gina broke off the kiss and without saying another word, dropped her head down and took my cock in her mouth.
She immediately took me all the way down, deepthroating me with ease. She held my cock inside her throat, her lips touching my balls and her nose pressing against the inside of my leg.
“Holy fucking shit,” I said under my breath as I tried desperately not to cum. Her throat constricting my cock felt too good to handle for any length of time. If Gina didn’t pull up soon, I was going to shoot my load right then and there.
Finally, a good ten seconds after she’d gone down on me and no more than two seconds before I would have shot my load down her throat, Gina pulled her head off my cock, leaving it glistening with saliva and the tip white with the loss of blood flow.
She didn’t so much as gasp or gag or anything the whole time, and even now, as she gathered breath back into her lungs, she seemed no worse for wear.
“You weren’t kidding about being the master,” I said.
“I told you,” she replied.
“You certainly did,” I said. I knew my cock couldn’t take any more sucking before it burst at the seams, so I decided to mix things up.
