Entire SMUT CATALOG: Volume 2

by Kimberly Gray

  He let out a whimpering moan at the sight of her naked body and after that it seemed he’d lost a good portion of his self control. His hands were on her body and he picked her up in his arms before letting his lips and tongue caress along her neck and collarbone as he carried her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. Kelly wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her, her legs around his waist as well. Tilting her head back, she enjoyed his mouth on her skin and once they were in the bedroom, Samson laid her down on the bed before crawling up her body.

  Ripping her panties off her legs, Samson reached up with both hands so he could massage her breasts while his mouth kept busy kissing it’s way lower and lower until he was hovering just above her clit. The tease made her whimper as a wave of need washed over her and she arched her back up off the bed, trying to scoot up a bit so his mouth could collide with her entrance.

  Samson took his time rolling her nipples in his fingers and massaging her breasts before he finally moved lower and hooked her legs over his shoulders so he had the perfect view of her already wet pussy. Licking his bottom lip, Samson let his tongue flick out to tease against her clit. He was gentle at first, making her crave him all the more. Kelly squirmed under his touch, practically begging for him to end his teasing and give her what she really wanted.

  Finally he put more force behind his actions, his tongue swirling around her sensitive clit before dipping inside her and tasting her juices. Her legs were shaking as he pressed a finger into her followed by a second one. Pumping his fingers in and out of her, he drove her body crazy with lust. Kelly was so caught up in the desire and need that was fueling her body that she completely forgot she was suppose to be the one that was pleasing him.

  Her step father didn’t seem quite satisfied just yet though and he continued pumping his fingers in and out of her, tongue never ceasing until her body finally tensed before spasming as her orgasm washed over her and she soaked his fingers with her cum. Her breathing was ragged as she came down from her high but she knew they were just getting started.

  Samson flipped her over, exposing her bare ass to him. She lifted her hips to give him a better view when suddenly she felt a sharp pain slap across her bare cheeks. Samson smacked her ass; starting with her right cheek then alternating to the left. Kelly moaned softly like a whore, enjoying the pain her step father was giving her.

  “You’ve been a bad girl. You deserve to be punished, don’t you?” He asked with a force in his voice.

  “Mmmmm so bad daddy, so fuckin’ bad!” Kelly exclaimed in-between spankings.

  By this time Samson’s hand prints were clearly visible on each cheek of Kelly’s ass. He bit down on his lower lip as his strokes grew more violent. Kelly’s moans turned ragged as she felt the pain intensify and grow sharper. Her skin began to welt with tiny bumps, the redness spreading. She knew her step father could be harsh at times; but she had no idea he was a sadist.

  Eventually, Samson turned her over and climbed up her body after her muscles relaxed and her hazel eyes fluttered open as she looked up at him. A smirk was on her lips as she watched him move up in between her legs. His cock was already hard from spanking her and she could feel it pressing against her dripping entrance through his sweatpants. Reaching down, she tugged on his sweatpants to get him to take them off and he quickly helped slip them down his legs and onto the floor.

  His boxers went with his sweatpants and soon her step father was wearing nothing as he hovered over her. Her hands tangled into his hair and Kelly wrapped her legs around his waist as she begged him to sink all the way into her with his rock hard cock. Her body was aching for him and she felt him fight for her a moment, enjoying the look of need that was clear on her face. A slight whimper escaped her lips right before he positioned himself at her opening.

  She was already dripping from her earlier orgasm and he teased her with his cock, rubbing it against her pussy lips as well as brushing it over her already sensitive clit. Biting her lip, she arched her back a bit, needing him inside her and finally he complied. Thrusting all the way into her, Kelly cried out in pleasure as she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close.

  Her body pressed up into his as he wasted no time pounding into her at an already steady pace. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, daring him to try and slip out of her until she’d been completely satisfied. Her nails dug into his skin as he hit her in just the right spot to drive her wild. His cock stretched her wide each time he pumped into her and she wasn’t sure just how long she was going to be able to last.

  She could feel his motions becoming a bit less rhythmic as he started nearing his high as well. He had to be close because she soon felt his fingers on her clit, rubbing against her firmly which only made her moan loudly, her toes curling and her body quivering as she tried to hold on as long as she could. His fingers swirling around her sensitive clit combined with his rock hard cock plowing into her was just too much for her to handle.

  A few more strokes was all it took for her body to tense and quiver as she shuddered and her orgasm crashed over her body causing her eyes to roll back in her head. Samson didn’t hold out much longer either as her muscles contracting around him made him reach his high and he filled her to the brim with his cum.

  Gasping for breath, every inch of Kelly’s body felt extremely sensitive and she felt a shiver run down her spine, an aftershock of her earlier orgasm. Samson was able to roll over onto his back beside her where he collapsed, catching his breath as sweat beaded on his forehead from the physical effort.

  Finally feeling her body calm down, Kelly pulled herself up off the bed and turned to face Samson, a content and slightly victorious smile on her face. “I’ll take my credit cards back now.” She stated simply, holding out her hand for her step father. Samson pushed himself into a sitting position and sighed before reaching over to the bedside table and opening up the drawer. Pulling out all of her credit cards, he handed them to her before shaking his head a bit.

  “I suggest you don’t try and take them from me again.” Kelly gently threatened, flashing him a sweet smile before retreating from the bedroom with her credit cards in hand.

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  Ashley’s red fingernails dug into his flesh as her head bobbed up and down on his fevered flesh.

  Ashley is a big-breasted bombshell bimbo who just joined the company. It's her first day on the job and already all the men are taking notice of the tight skirt hugging her gorgeous body. Every man in the office wants to fuck her; so it's no surprise word spreads like wild-fire when she tells Kevin, one of the employees, about her secret fantasy: to pleasure as many men at once as her body can handle!

  The men devise a plan for the upcoming office Christmas party to give this ho-ho-ho her present a little early this year. That night Ashley finds herself with her skirt hiked, breasts *bursting* from her blouse, and surrounded by man meat. One after another, the men line up to have Ashley worship their masculinity while cameras are flashing.

  The next morning, she's shown the photos from the fuck-fest and told in no-uncertain terms what her new role around the office will be (if she ever wants the photos of her deleted). Realizing her predicament, she knows to kneel and submit to their every desire!

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  Kevin found himself stretching his neck around the corner of his cubicle to get a better look at the set of legs that just strolled by his desk. He let out a low, slow whistle and immediately accessed the company messaging system to ask the rest
of the guys if they’d seen what he had. Within seconds he was bombarded by messages indicating that they had. Leaning back out, he peered around the corner one more time. At the end of the hall, he could see those legs in front of the photocopier. She was bent over inspecting something, her round ass curving in the most delightful way. And although her skirt was inappropriately too short for the weather, and quite frankly, the office as well, Kevin found the sight enticing. A few other heads popped out to admire the view.

  “Can you believe her?” Julie from accounting said as she dropped an envelope on Kevin’s desk. “They hired her today to replace Martha. What was Roger thinking?”

  With a snort, Kevin half smirked. He knew exactly what his boss had been thinking. This sexy vixen was a breath of fresh air next to the frumpy and unfriendly Martha who had sat frowning at the front desk day in and day out. It didn’t hurt to have someone good looking sitting at the front desk for once.

  “What’s her name?” Jordan from the cubicle across from Kevin’s piped up.

  “Ashley,” Julie said her name like she was spitting venom.

  Jealous bitch, Kevin thought and quickly turned back to his desk when Ashley came bouncing back down the hall, a huge smile plastered on her face. With a snort, Julie turned up her nose and stomped away from Kevin’s desk, moving on to the next in hopes that they would share her sentiments toward the new receptionist.

  Jordan rolled his chair over to Kevin’s cubicle and hung his mouth open. “Did you see the ass on little miss Ashley?”

  Kevin nodded his head. “Yes, I did.”

  “Jesus Christ, what I wouldn’t give to tap that.” Jordan murmured.

  “You going to the Christmas party tonight?” Kevin asked.

  Jordan rolled back to his desk and smiled. “If Ashley’s there, I am!”

  It was only 11:30 am, and Kevin found himself twirling a pencil and eying the clock, willing it to move quicker with his mind. The Christmas party wasn’t something he usually looked forward to, but it was something he could appreciate after a long day at work. He’d heard they’d gone all out and were catering it to the nines; with an open bar as well. How could one go wrong?

  “Excuse me!”

  Kevin looked up and almost swallowed the pencil eraser he was chewing on as his eyes came flush to the most gorgeous cleavage he’d ever encountered before. The breasts swelled out of the black silk blouse they were confined within, pressing lusciously together where the collar line dipped. Swallowing thickly, Kevin quickly shot his eyes upward and was greeted with a smile that was born from the sunshine.

  “Ashley, hello!”

  Ashley Martin was every man’s wet dream. From the crown of her glorious red hair to the tips of her pointy black Stilleto’s, she was perfect in every way that counted. Dipping her head to the side, she smiled even wider, a dimple forming coquettishly in her left cheek.

  “You know my name.”

  Heat entered his cheeks immediately as Kevin found himself blushing like a fourteen-year-old schoolboy. Nodding his head, he smiled back. “Kind of hard not to know your name. You’re the talk of the office! B-being the new girl, of course.”

  It wasn’t entirely a lie. Ashley was the talk of the office. Everyone couldn’t stop talking about her. If it wasn’t the men drooling at her from every angle, it was the women cursing her from left to right. Women like Ashley were meant to cause a stir in this crazy world. Not only was she gorgeous, but she was an absolute peach as well.

  “I was wondering,” Ashley began, twirling a dark auburn curl between her fingers, her lashes batting slowly over emerald green eyes. “Do you think you have an extra pen I could borrow? Gladys in accounting refused to give me any of hers and the other women seem to be about as friendly as she is. They won’t even tell me where the stationary closet is. Can you believe it?!”

  “Well, I can show you that!” Kevin piped up, a smile lighting his face. “I mean, we can’t have you pen-less on your first day, can we?”

  Kevin glanced at his watch and noticed that it was nearing noon and everyone would be filing out of the building for lunch. Quietly, he looked around. Most of the cubicles were already empty. Pushing his chair out behind him, he stood up and smiled down at Ashley, getting a much nicer view of her cleavage and said, “Follow me.”

  The click of her heels on the linoleum floor echoed down the hall as they approached a closet hidden at the back of the room beyond all of the cubicles. The march seemed endless as he looked back and watched the enticing sway of Ashley’s hips beneath her tight, red skirt. When they finally reached their destination, Kevin pulled a key from his pocket and slipped it sweetly into her soft palm. “Here you go.”

  Ashley beamed at him and happily opened the closet door with a little bounce. Even in her stiletto's, she was nearly a head shorter than Kevin. Ashley peeked inside, looked around behind her and with a mischievous smile, grabbed his shirt front and yanked him into the closet space, closing the door behind them. Her fingers traced the curve of her cleavage lightly as she glanced at him from beneath her thick lashes. “Can I say thank you?”

  Nodding, Kevin watched her slowly unbutton the buttons on her blouse and pulled the sides apart revealing the creamy, white mounds of flesh contained near to bursting within the confines of her black lace bra. She pulled his face down to hers and brought their lips together. Kevin let his tongue slide deeply into her mouth and found himself getting rock hard almost instantly when she moaned. Ashley’s breasts were crushed against his chest as Kevin reached one hand down to firmly cup her ass, his fingers grazing wetness as his fingers dipped down between her legs.

  Ashley threw back her head and licked her lips, her eyes dark and seductive. “This has always been a fantasy of mine. Getting manhandled in a stationary closet, dangerously close to being caught by anyone at any given moment.”

  “What other fantasy’s do you have?” Kevin murmured as he licked his way down to the enticing cleavage that had taunted him since the first moment he met her.

  Gasping, she pressed his lips to a nipple that was sticking out rock hard from the lace material of her bra. “I’ve always fantasized about being with more than one man.”

  “Like a threesome?” Kevin panted as he licked her nipple through the thin material.

  She pulled his lips to hers and fucked his mouth roughly with her tongue, getting more and more excited as she spoke. “No. More than that. Five, ten, even twenty men. I want them to gang bang me all night long. I want their cocks in my mouth, between my tits, in my pussy and my ass. I want them to use me up hard and rough. I want ---”

  Suddenly, there was a knock at the stationary door, and they both cursed, quickly adjusting their clothing and trying frantically to steady their breathing. When Kevin opened the door, he was relieved to see it was only Jordan. Jordan’s mouth gaped for a moment, and his eyes widened as he looked over the two of them before a slow smile broke out across his face.

  “Hello, you two,” he said with some amusement in his voice.

  Ashley smiled her seductive smile and then with a lick of her lips turned and pressed a soft kiss to Kevin’s lips. She winked at him flirtatiously. “See you at the party tonight.”

  Before she turned to leave she smiled sweetly at Jordan as well. “You too, sweetheart.”

  Jordan turned eyes the size of saucers to Kevin and inclined his head, urging Kevin to speak. Kevin cleared his throat, adjusted the front of his pants and then motioned with his hand for Jordan to follow him. They moved quickly toward the men’s bathroom and slipped inside.

  “What the fuck was that?” Jordan said in an intense whisper.

  “That,” Kevin whispered. “Was Ashley saying thank you to me for showing her where the stationary closet was.”

  “Holy shit!” Jordan said with a whoop of excitement. Kevin motioned with his hands for him to quiet down, but the look of astonishment couldn’t be erased from his face. “How far did you get?”

  Kevin surveyed the room for any eavesdr
oppers before answering. “I had my face buried in her tits, man. Un-fucking-real.”

  “And?” Jordan urged, his excitement growing.

  “She started to talk about her fantasies and how she wanted to get gang banged,” Kevin muttered, the word gangbang was stressed as he spoke.

  A noise coming from the stall furthest from them at the end of the bathroom had both men turning in that direction. Jordan pressed his lips into a firm line and marched to the stall before banging on the door. “Who’s there?”

  There was some silence before a quiet, but deep, voice sounded from behind the stall door. “Mark.”

  “Get your pants up and come out here.” Kevin snapped.

  Jordan and Kevin listened to Mark shuffling around behind the stall door before it crept open slowly. Mark was in his mid-thirties, no taller than 5'9” and balding prematurely. He grimaced as he poked his head out and stared nervously at Kevin and Jordan. “Hey, guys.”

  “What did you hear?” Kevin snapped, not wasting any time.

  Jordan folded his muscular arms across his broad chest and waited. Mark’s eyes darted back and forth between them, sweat beading on his forehead and dripping down his temple. It was enough for Kevin and Jordan to know without Mark having to say a word that he had heard everything. Glancing down, Kevin spotted Mark’s cell phone clutched tightly in his hand and groaned. “Fuck, Mark. Did you tell someone?”

  Mark’s brow furrowed as he searched for a means of escape but finding none. With a sigh, he held out his phone, nodding his head. “Only Josh and Peter, but I can’t be sure they haven’t told anyone else yet.”