Entire SMUT CATALOG: Volume 2

by Kimberly Gray

  “Fuck, yes,” Stefan growled, beginning to stroke in and out of her wetness. “God, that feels so good. You’re so tight, sweetheart.”

  Ariana moved her hips against his, her ungainly belly making too much movement difficult. She had never felt this full before, her pussy walls being stretched to their limits. The blend of pain and pleasure was almost too much to bear, and Ariana nearly came instantaneously. Panting, she controlled herself, and dug her fingers into Stefan’s smooth back as he pumped his enormous cock into her.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Ariana vocalized, her throbbing clit grinding against Stefan each time he thrust into the depths of her wet cunt. Stefan panted as he, too, tried to control himself. He had imagined this moment for so long. Lusting after Ariana for years had left him aching for release many a time.

  Before long, Stefan had brought Ariana to the brink of insanity. She clawed wildly at his back, her body arching as he lowered his mouth to her breasts, nipping her lightly, and sucking hard on her nipples, as he plunged his dick into her.

  “Fuuuuuuuuck, yeeeees!” Ariana screamed, cumming hard. Stefan slowed the movements of his hips, kissing her passionately as her orgasm subsided. She smiled wickedly at him, once her shuddering receded. Ariana pushed him off, turning over to kneel on all fours, placing a pillow under her belly to support the weight. Looking over her shoulder, she opened her legs, exposing her glistening cunt to him. “More,” she demanded. “Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me, now!”

  Stefan moved to kneel between her legs, positioning his dick at the entrance to her pussy. He slid into her, his cock easily entering her wetness. “Oh God,” Stefan muttered, as his dick moved deeper into her than he had before. The angle of penetration was exquisite, every inch of him embedded deeply inside of her. Ariana began to move her hips back and forth, slamming her ass against him.

  Stefan grabbed Ariana’s hips with strong fingers, matching his thrusts to her tempo. He had never felt this alive. Her young, nubile body shifted beneath him as she lowered her weight onto her elbows, pumping her hips wildly. “Yes, yes, yes,” Ariana panted.

  Ariana was nearing another colossal climax, and she moaned. “Please, daddy. Cum with me. Cum inside of me! I want to feel your hot cum shooting into my pussy. Please, daddy, I need it!” Her back arched as she wailed the last few words, and Stefan felt her cunt spasming around his cock.

  Stefan roared in pleasure, his balls drawing up as his shaft contracted violently inside Ariana’s pussy, emptying his load deeply inside of her. His eyes bulged, his entire body trembling from exertion and desire as his cum spurted out the swollen head of his cock.

  Eventually, Stefan was spent, and he slowly slipped out of Ariana, helping her to rest on her side. They lay there for a while, holding one another, then Ariana giggled. “We didn’t even have a jug,” she said, indicating the large wet spot that her leaking breasts had left on the quilted bedspread.

  Stefan smiled, and nuzzled her neck, murmuring, “Don’t worry. The night is young. I still have a lot of thanks to give you, and believe me, you will be well-rewarded before it’s over.”

  Ariana smiled, and they drifted off into a light sleep, before waking up and repeating the entire process again. This time, more slowly, passionately. And, with a pint jug ready on top of the bedside table.

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  ***************

  He emptied himself, inside his princess, in a series of hard streams. With each one, he saw the mixture of his thick, white cum and her slick honey dew pour from around his swollen member.

  Kat is a young, slutty senior fresh out of school and bulging with a baby. After a nasty breakup, her 'rents have taken her in and are helping raise the baby, but Kat has other plans. She's in heat and wants to sell herself on the street for enough money to run away. She's such a whore, she'll do ANYTHING to anyone, if the price is right. One night, the man of the house is out prowling for a hot piece of ass when suddenly he lays eyes on Kat workin' the corner. He can't believe that his dirty dreams are about to come true! He empties his pockets and buys out her entire night, in what is about to be a wild ride neither will forget!

  ***************

  Kat was a gorgeous girl, tall with blond hair, perfect breasts, slender waist, succulent ass and great legs. People told her she looked like a young Britney Spears, but she had a problem. Every day she would look down and every day it was still there. The subtle bulge that only came with motherhood. She was just under five months pregnant and homeless.

  A month ago, her prick of a boyfriend had made himself gone. No note, text, email, nothing. Most importantly, no money. So, here she stood, waiting for her mother to pick her up from this shitty apartment she had called home for nearly a year.

  “Perfect, just fucking perfect,” she thought bitterly to herself.

  She saw her mother's white Benz enter the parking lot where she was standing. She calmed herself, ready to receive her mother's chastisements.

  “I knew it,” Kat's mother began, even before she was fully out of the car. “I told you this would happen. I never trusted him,”

  The “him” she was referring to was her former boyfriend. The one who had left her homeless and penniless, the father of her child. “The prick,” as Kat now called him.

  “You were right, mom. Is that what you want to hear?” Kat spat the words at her mother.

  “No, honey,” her mother cooed back. “I wish it had worked out the way you wanted.”

  The two hugged tightly, Kat burying her face into the crook on her mother's neck and shoulders. She began to sob uncontrollably.

  Her mother helped Kat put what meager belongings she had, into the trunk of the car. They left the parking lot and drove the half hour to her parents' house, in an upscale neighborhood. Both were silent during their journey.

  **********

  They pulled into the driveway of Kat's parents' home. It was a large, four bedroom, three and a half bath home, surrounded by other homes of the same caliber. She retrieved her belongings from the trunk and, with her mother at her side, entered the home.

  Her stepfather was there to greet Kat, arms open. He wrapped his arms around his daughter tightly, as Kat did the same.

  “I'm so happy you're back, sweetheart,” her father told her, teary eyed, kissing her shoulders and neck. Kat had always been a “daddy's girl”. She returned her father's kisses.

  “I missed you, daddy,” she told him, tears in her eyes as well.

  “Come on,” he told her. “Let's get you unpacked and back in your room,” the two walked up the stairs, Kat's father's arms around her shoulders.

  “Everything is going to be alright, sweetheart,” her father meant this.

  Kat's room had remained untouched, no doubt at her father's insistence. Everything was exactly as she had left it a year ago.

  “Put your stuff away, then come down for supper,” her father told her. His face was glowing with happiness. “Take your time.”

  “Thanks, daddy,” she smiled at him.

  “I'm just glad you're back home, sweetheart,” her father smiled back. “I'll give you some privacy,” And with that, he left her room, shutting the door behind him.

  Kat felt a surge of love wash over her. She had always loved her father deeply. She began the short task of putting away her belongings, before making her way to the kitchen.

  Kat sat down at the table, a plate of curry and rice in front of her. She picked up her fork and began to eat.

  “How are you feeling, honey?” her mother asked. Kat cring
ed inside. She knew this was the beginning of the inquisition.

  “I'm fine, mom,” Kat thought the shorter her answer, the less material her mother had to work with.

  “Have you been keeping up with your prenatal care?”

  “No more 'honey',” Kat thought to herself.

  “I've been taking my vitamins and seeing the doctor, mom. Everything is fine,” she replied.

  “I'm glad you thought of your baby, while you were ruining your own life,” Kat's mother said this, almost nonchalantly. Kat slammed her hand on the table, then burst into tears.

  “You're such a bitch,” she spat the words out at her mother, then ran back to her room.

  She could hear her step father's raised voice, angry at her mother. She climbed into bed and pulled the sheets up over her head. She wanted the world to just go away. A few minutes later came a knock at her door.

  “Come in,” she called out. She knew it would be her father. He entered the room quietly, closing the door behind him.

  “I'm sorry, sweetheart,” her father began. “You know how your mother can be.”

  “Yeah, she can be a real bitch,” she replied through her tears. Her father laughed just a little.

  “She loves you, but she's disappointed, sweetheart,” her father told her. “She had so many dreams for you. College. A career. A husband. All the things a mother wants for her child.”

  “And what about you, daddy?” she asked him, point blank.

  She saw him pull his head back a bit. He was a little farsighted, but still wouldn't wear glasses. Moving his head back allowed him to see her more clearly.

  “I'd be lying, if I said I'm happy with what you've done with your life so far, sweetheart,” her father told her. “I shared your mother's dreams. Doing everything you need to have a good life is going to be much harder with a baby. Both your mother and I work, so when you're in school you'll need a babysitter.” He continued. “You won't be able to study much at night. You'll need to feed the baby, so your schoolwork will be harder than the other students. I'll help you any way I can, but you have a tough road ahead, sweetheart,” her father concluded.

  “Just leave me alone, please,” she told her father. “I just want to think.”

  “I understand, sweetheart,” her step father smiled at her with so much love. “Don't forget to eat something.”

  He kissed her on the top of her head and left the room.

  “Fuck that,” Kat said out loud after her father had left. Her plan was different. Save up a bunch of money, head to LA, get some work in a place she could get noticed, even if it was working in a bar or restaurant. Find that “sugar daddy” and live life large. She knew she was beautiful enough to make this work. It happened every day in the city of angels. All she needed was a thick bankroll to get her set up, and she knew how she could make it fast, and easy.

  Kat got up from the bed and searched through the clothes she had brought, and those she had left. She found what she needed. Her school uniform. She tried it on and it still fit. The blouse that had once been so loose on her, now showed off her larger tits. She had started lactating a couple weeks ago, but had no idea why. Her doctor had told her it was not that unusual. He performed an ultrasound and told her the baby was perfect. That was good enough for her.

  She put on the plaid skirt of her uniform, folded up the hem until you could almost see the white cotton panties covering her shaved mound. With a smile she began to pin it, cut it and sew in a new hem.

  “Perfect,” she thought.

  Her black school shoes still fitted well. To the ensemble, she added a pair of white silk garters. A present for 'the prick'. She fixed her hair into two, long pigtail braids. She tried out some of her dark makeup. With the final addition of cherry red lipstick she could hardly recognize herself. With a smile, she wiped off the makeup and stripped. Hanging her clothes in the closet, she waited for tomorrow night. It would be Friday.

  **********

  For Kat, the next day passed excruciatingly slow. She spent it alone in the large house. She had stopped communicating with her friends while 'the prick' and she had been together, and now was not the time to reignite old friendships. Instead, she was calculating how much she could make a night and how long it would take her to raise $25,000. She had given herself two months to raise the cash. After that, she would head out to Cali.

  She had spent a couple hours on the government assistance website, filling out her application for financial aid. She had submitted copies of all the documents required. Her own personal information as well as medical. An appointment with a worker at the local office had been booked for six weeks from now.

  “Un-fucking believable,” Kat thought. A teenage girl, five months pregnant, with no insurance, and it still took six weeks just to get the ball rolling. What kind of country is this?

  Kat had calculated she could make at least $500 a night on the street. She knew the type of girls who made their living in the red light, that area of town where men went to rent flesh. She was head and shoulders above them. Her beauty, her body, her “school girl” facade. She figured she could charge $150 to blow, $250 to swallow and $500 to fuck. Of course, she would offer “packages”.

  She smiled to herself.

  **********

  Her parents came home at their designated times. Dinner was short. Kat told them both about applying for government assistance. She saw the look of disgust on her mother's face, and the look of understanding on her father's. She excused herself, asking them both not to bother her the rest of the night, and went to her room.

  It was dark by the time her clock showed ten. Kat got herself ready. On top of her outfit she wore loose, black sweat pants and a loose, black hoodie. She managed to get out of the house unnoticed and called a cab. She noticed her father's big, black Chrysler 300 was gone, but didn't think anything of it.

  The cab met her at the turnoff into her parents neighborhood, gave the driver directions and headed toward her night's work.

  She reached the red light and found a place to stash her track pants and hoodie. There she stood, in the light of a street lamp, waiting for her first trick. She looked amazing and a car stopped in front of her only minutes after she had taken her pose. This is how her night began.

  **********

  It was near midnight when a big black car, like her father's, pulled up in front of her. Over the last two hours she had seen literally dozens of these 300's, in shades of black, white and silver, either pass or stop. Did every perv drive one? She asked herself.

  The passenger window slid down and a voice from inside called out to her.

  “You want a date?” a strange voice asked.

  “What are you looking for?” she replied, not moving from her spot under the light.

  “How much to suck my cock?” the voice asked.

  Kat thought she heard something familiar in this voice, but disregarded it. Frankly, she didn't give a fuck who it was as long as they had money.

  “$150,” she told the man, hidden by the darkness of the car's interior. “$250 if you want me to swallow.”

  “I want you to swallow,” the man told her. She could hear the lust in his voice.

  “Pull around the corner and shut off the car,” Kat directed the man. He did as he was told.

  Kat walked to him, lowering her head to the open window of the car.

  “Cash up front,” she told this trick. She saw the man. He was wearing a black baseball cap low over his eyes, and black zipper coat and black track pants. He reached into the pocket of the sweats and peeled off two $100 bills and a single $50. He held them out to her. She took the bills, folded them, and put them in one of the pockets of her skirt.

  “It's better in the back seat,” she enlightened the stranger.

  “OK,” he replied, opening the car door and taking a seat in the back. Kat to the seat opposite to him.

  “If I feel your hands on my head even once, we're done, got it? And no touching,” she told the man
with a firm voice.

  “Promise,” he assured her. There it was again. That hint of familiarity in his voice. Once again, Kat ignored it and got to work.

  She moved her head until it was in the man's lap, her body curled up on the seat. She untied the strings of the man's sweats and pulled them down, exposing his naked genitals. He wasn't hard yet, but that would soon change.

  Kat took the man's cock in her hand, her tongue running over its bulb. She switched between running her tongue around its edges to licking it slowly. She felt the man's shaft grow hard in her hand. She continued her tease. Slowly, she let this flesh crown pass between her soft lips, into her warm, moist mouth, then out again. She repeated this several times as the man moaned with pleasure.

  He was fully erect now, his shaft hard and throbbing in Kat's hand. It had grown enormous in both length and girth. She knew she could take its entirety into her mouth and throat, but she would most assuredly gag at some point. Her head moved up and down the man's throbbing member slowly, taking in a little more of his cock's shaft with each motion. The man moaned loudly now.

  For the first time, Kat slid her lips down to meet the man's pubic mound, taking his bulb and shaft deep into her mouth. She gagged as the flesh mass filled her throat. Trying to relax her muscles, she pushed even more of the cock flesh in. Gagging, saliva spilled from her open lips, onto the manicured hair covering the man's mound. She felt his hips moving up to ensure all his cock flesh filled her small mouth.

  Kat pulled her head back to relieve the pressure on her throat, but she did it like a pro, slowly, her lips encircling this tremendous flesh club she had in her mouth. Soon she felt it gone from her throat, still filling her mouth with its warm, throbbing meat. Soon only the fleshy tip of the man's cock was left in her mouth.

  Again, her lips slipped down the man's cock until her lips were being tickled by the man's hair. She gagged again, as the flesh knob and wide shaft filled her throat. Saliva flew from her open lips in a spray as she forced herself to take more of the man's flesh club into her throat.