Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About

by Natalie Nogasm

  It felt incredible.

  “Oh, god,” she said, rubbing her clit as he fucked her, his body covering hers. He was kissing her with slow deliberation, pushing in as deep as he could go, knocking the wind out of her every time he hit the bottom of her aching pussy. He moved his lips to her neck and bit into it, beginning to fuck the life out of her, hitting hard and deep and fast. He was relentlessly aggressive, his body desperate and hungry. She moaned and moaned every time he slammed into her. It was extreme pain and pleasure all at once. She thought she could die then and be happy. That she would never feel any better.

  Robert’s eyes darted to John, who was sitting beside her. She had almost forgotten about him, so wrapped up was she in the overwhelming sensation of being fucked by Robert’s huge cock. Robert then pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her hands and knees, where John was waiting for her with his cock angled toward her mouth. She began to suck on it while Robert pushed in again, fucking her a little gentler. She moaned while she sucked on John’s cock, running her tongue along the bottom of it, wrapping her lips around the rim of the head and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. John was sliding in and out of her mouth slowly, holding onto her head, fucking her face from the front while Robert fucked her pussy from behind.

  Robert was pulling her hips back to slam against his while she sucked, and each time she would moan around John’s cock. She sucked harder the harder she got fucked.

  “Do you like that?” Robert asked her, his teeth clenched. John pulled out of her mouth so that she could answer. She tried to catch her breath before responding.

  “Yes,” she said. “Oh, I love it.”

  Robert wrapped his hands into her hair and pulled, arching her back while he pummeled her from behind. She reached down to rub her clit, holding John’s eye, watching him jerk himself off as she started to buck and cum and scream, her pussy clenching and spasming around Robert’s cock. She fell forward onto her arms when he pulled out of her, the hay scratching her face, trying to catch her breath.

  John lay on his back next to her and lifted her from the hay, positioning himself inside her and lowering her onto his cock. She hadn’t even had time to let her body relax, but she was beyond caring. All she could think about was getting as much pleasure as possible. She started to rock back and forth against his hips, fucking him, watching his face as she moved back and forth. She would gladly have fucked either of them one-on-one but it was even better this way, both of them having something different to offer. John worked magic with his hips from below, bringing them up to meet hers, curving in just the right angle to hit the best possible place inside of her. Robert was behind her, playing with her nipples as she rode John, biting into her neck, pulling her hair again. He lay down beside John then and pulled Darlene from atop him, pulling her down onto his cock, stretching her out. She went back and forth like this for a while, fucking them each with a few strokes, kissing the other while she did so. After she came on each of their cocks, she crawled down their bodies, began sucking them instead. They both filled her mouth with cum within minutes and then she swallowed and collapsed between them, spent.

  Robert petted her hair and John took one of her hands, brushing his lips over her fingers. She sat up and looked down at them, both magnificent, and grinned wickedly.

  “This has turned out to be a good vacation,” she said. Robert laughed and sat up. John looked like he was going to doze off, and in fact was asleep within minutes. Darlene climbed off the hay bale and got dressed, waiting for Robert before going back to the house. There, he only stripped her bare again, pulling her into the shower and fucking her one more time while soaping her clean.

  She was in her own bed when Tamera got home, her makeup running, her hair in disarray.

  “You’ll never believe how much of a slut I was tonight,” Darlene’s friend said. Darlene just grinned.

  “Tell me about it.”

  Story 37

  Chapter One

  I could feel the heat and see the flames flickering in my vision. The fire was spreading and I thought maybe this was the day I was finally going to take my last breath. The smoke was vastly limiting what I could see.

  I could hear somebody crying out for help. I followed the sound to the source. There was a young man barely out of his teens trembling with fear.

  “I will get you out of here, but you will have to follow my directions to the letter. The fire is out of control and the chief is most likely going to call off any kind of recovery effort. I saw you in the window and I made it my life’s mission to get to you in time.” His black hair was dripping with sweat and his denim shirt was soaked through with his perspiration.

  “I don’t care what you have to do. I will be eternally in your debt for the rest of my life if you get me out of here.” He had just said the magic words and I was in the mood for something Latin in my sexual diet.

  “I doubt very seriously you mean a word of what you’re saying. A person in your shoes would say just about anything to walk away from this inferno unscathed.” I wanted to know if his sincerity was real and how far he was willing to go to pay back his debt of honor.

  I was a hard bodied blonde at almost 5’9, 140lbs and legs that were the elevator to heaven.

  “I will do whatever you want and become your indentured slave.” This wasn’t the first time I had been given a similar proposal. It wasn’t going to be the last one I accepted.

  “I’m going to hold you to that statement. I noticed your girlfriend outside wringing her hands with worry. I hope you haven’t made a long-term commitment to her. I plan to use this nicely sculpted body for my own selfish needs.” He seemed relatively shocked by my bold statement of sexual conquest.

  “I love her, but I would gladly cheat on her to keep breathing.” He was a bronzed body and I suspected that he had the stamina to go the distance. I was going to find out.

  He followed from behind and I kicked away some flaming debris to lead the way to the stairs. I walked gingerly down those stairs with my gloved hand holding his and shielding his body with my flame retardant jacket. My breasts were on high beams indefinitely poking a hole through my thin tee shirt with the suspenders rubbing against them in an erotic way.

  “I don’t know how I’m going to thank you, but I have a feeling you have some ideas about that.” I was an opportunist and the adrenaline of fighting a fire turned me into a sexual carnivore. I was strictly a meat-eating animal on the trail of my next prey.

  “I’m a woman with some interesting tastes. I hope you’re not easily shocked. I’ve been known to take things to the extreme. If you expect to get out of my bedroom without a mark on your body then you are underestimating my brazen expectations.” I was an only child and was shown a world not many could comprehend.

  My parents had taught me to take chances and be open to the possibilities when they presented themselves. They were understandably a little concerned when I made my intentions to join the ranks of courageous firefighters. They didn’t know what drove me. The fire was able to unleash the hidden wanton whore underneath the blond and bodacious figure.

  “You scare me but in a good way. Nobody in their right mind would turn down a chance to repay their debt in this way. I know I would have died without you coming to the rescue. You have no idea how much I admire the courage it takes to save a complete stranger.” I brought him out the back door with the fanfare of the public and his girlfriend nowhere to be found.

  “That’s my black truck over there. Get in and wait for me. I’m going to need a moment to tell your girlfriend you have been sent to the hospital for evaluation. She’s upset and won’t know to ask what hospital. She will assume the one closest, but I will take you to the one on the outskirts of town after I’m done with you.” He was coughing, but it didn’t seem to be life-threatening.

  He stumbled away from the fire burning with a life of its own. I stood there and gazed with loving appreciation for something so destructive. I had turned my fascination a
bout fire into a career. I could’ve easily turned into an arsonist, but thankfully I could use my unique understanding of the flames to my advantage.

  I briefly made contact with his girlfriend and a police officer nearby told me he would be happy to take her to the hospital. It would leave me a window of opportunity of about an hour or two. There was no time to waste.

  “I’m glad you found the kid, but nobody is going in there again for any reason.” I pretended to get a phone call from my mother with a family emergency. “Jennifer, we have this under control. I know how much family means to you.” His reaction was typical and I wasn’t about to argue when he was giving me the perfect way to supplement my sexual hunger.

  I went to the truck and we drove away from the scene with my eyes watching in the rearview mirror to see if we were spotted. I still smelled like smoke, but it was an aphrodisiac turning me into a woman with a desperate need to fuck.

  “I’m going to give you a choice. We can either go back to my place or we can find someplace private in the back of my pickup. I know a few out of the way spots not used by the local teenagers in the area.” The superficial feeling of wanting to see him naked was made prevalent by how his cock outlined 10 inches of prime beef between his legs.

  “I would kick myself if I didn’t do something in the back of your pickup. My girlfriend is not very adventurous when it comes to interesting locations to express ourselves physically.” I released my blonde hair from the cover over my head. It was dirty blonde and I had the figure of someone still in their teens.

  “I should warn you I can be rather vocal when we get started. You might not think so, but you’ll find out shortly you are probably the same.” He was a couple of inches shorter than I was. I felt empowered to dominate him into submission.

  We bounced around in the cab and came to a sudden stop in the field of an abandoned farm. The moon was brightly shining from above. I got out and opened up the tailgate.

  I hopped up and lifted my legs in the air to pull off my pants. I wasn’t wearing panties. I never believed in underwear. It was far more pleasing to have my clothes rubbing up against me every second of the day.

  “I would like for you to prove to me how vocal you can be.” I had my jacket behind me as I opened my legs wide enough to be a contortionist.

  “It would be my pleasure to scream your name from my lips. I’m going to knock you out with my thighs pressed up against your head. My body is shaking and my thighs are trembling with the expectation of what you can deliver.” He was one of a kind and I was going to allow him to make me climax.

  The engine was still on chugging with life under the hood. There were moments when it would rev and vibrate my body to make the earth quake underneath me.

  “You are soaking wet and fucking tight. I can barely get a finger in. I should loosen you up before I even attempt to give you my tongue. I’m more than ready to fuck you if you want to forget about the foreplay.” I reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. I got my hands in his hair and made sure to have a firm hold to give him more than a mouthful.

  He mumbled something, but his voice was muffled with wet pussy plastered up against his lips. The young man was startled by my forceful demeanor. He tried to struggle, but I was more than up to the task of holding him in place.

  “You can fuck me after you make me cum all over that face of yours. I could easily have you lying here in my place with my knees on either side of your head. It’s entirely up to you.” He settled in and began lapping noisily with his tongue a little on the inexperienced side.

  My legs were spread with my feet pointed toward the sky. I could feel the wings of my pleasure getting closer. I lifted the lower half of my body to drive his tongue into me with no visible will of his own. He had lack of experience in the oral act of eating me to completion. He was giving me the reins to lead him to the orgasm on the surface waiting to break free.

  My mind was a battlefield of sexual positions and encouraging words to feed his libido.

  I was quite accomplished and knew where to direct his tongue to make my body react in a certain way. The fire inside his apartment building was nothing compared to the full-blown inferno gripping my throat.

  I came with a long wail of satisfaction. I was already primed from the adrenaline rushing through my veins. He was barely at it for less than 10 minutes before I was climbing to heights I had never been before.

  He was moaning and my legs shuttered open. My hands let go of his hair to lie back in the post aftermath bliss. He took that moment to drop his pants to his ankles and present me with a stick of TNT between his legs.

  “I’m ready to get fucked…NOW!” He inserted his tool into a spot that didn’t seem like he was going to be able to fit into.

  “I only have the head inside you and I can’t seem to move any further. I don’t want to hurt you.” It was nice to know there were still gentlemen, but he needn’t worry about my safety.

  I wrapped my legs around him and used the muscles of my thighs to make him comply. I was exerting a lot of pressure and my thighs were rippling with the effort. I brought him down with my fingernail digging into his neck to kiss him. He was gentle and had the kind of plump lips made for a passionate embrace. He was my Adam in the Garden of Eden. He was a forbidden taste sensation like that unattainable piece of fruit on the tree.

  I locked my ankles in place and grunted into his mouth with my eyes wide open. He was quite formidable, but my body responded by swallowing him 1 inch at a time. I felt it sliding along the slippery walls of my sex. We shuffled forward until he was hammering like a madman on top of me.

  We kissed the entire time, battling for the bragging rights of our gender. I came a second and third time both quickly on the heels of the other. The fourth one was a mind-bending moment where we both stared at each other with realization.

  His knob was pulsing with electricity and then it began to fire aimlessly into the space he was occupying. I felt him sputter to the finish line with his head on my shoulder and his heart beating in his chest.

  He was getting a small taste of what I felt every time I walked into the living embodiment of death personified. He gave one final thrust and my legs shook before collapsing altogether.

  I drove him to the emergency room and he was walking a little funny into the sliding doors. I didn’t know how he was going to explain to his girlfriend about the scratch marks on the back of his neck. It was my way of giving him something to remember me by. It was a parting gift I gave all of my previous lovers in one form or another.

  Chapter Two

  “It’s been three months since my last confession. I have made many errors in judgment and have committed sins with only my pleasure to feed me encouragement. I know you’ve heard this several times before, but it requires repeating. I know I have a sickness, but there is no 12 step program for my condition.” A sexual need built on being surrounded by fire would have made any seasoned therapist scratch their head with concern.

  “Jennifer, I know it’s hard, but sometimes you have to refrain from doing what makes you feel good. It’s in your best interest to look at what you’re doing to others. Sex is supposed to be between a man and a woman in the marriage bed. In this day and age, that distinction is hard to find. You don’t feel sorry and truly remorseful for those you have trespassed against.” Father Donald had been my priest since I was a small child and he was the only one who knew my guilty pleasure.

  “I don’t feel guilty during the deed, but I feel the crushing blow of self-recrimination right after the adrenaline wears off.” I had my eye on some of the altar boys who had come of age recently to be legal in the eyes of the law.

  “Doesn’t that tell you something? I’ve tried to help you, but you always fall back into old habits. I want you to sit down and think about the consequences of your actions. This latest example is a good place to start. Think about what happens to his relationship when the guilt is too much for him to take.” I battled my demons with
fierce determination, but sometimes I fell short of the mark.

  “I will try, but you know these feelings are stronger than my better judgment. I appreciate the wise counsel, but it looks like I’m going to have to heal myself. I don’t even know where to begin.” I pulled back the black curtain to see a couple of his parishioners kneeling at the cross of Jesus Christ at the front of the church.

  I walked past the holy water and cringed at the possibility of it burning me. My radio squawked into action and I knew this was another test to see if I was worthy of redemption.

  I ran the block to the fire station where they were about to leave without me. I stood on the side with the wind whipping through my hair. The sirens were deafening and the power of them made people pull over to the side of the road to clear a path for us. They respected those first responders called to the scene of whatever fire metaphorically or literally they were going to have to put out.