by Megan Rose
My screaming had intensified, as had Johnny’s grunts and groans. His face was just a few inches above mine, and he stared down at me with intense eyes while he hammered away at my pussy. I held his gaze, my eyes wide and excited, my head nodding up and down.
“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I said over and over. “Your cock feels so good in my pussy. I’m gonna cum again, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum I did, my legs shaking and my body tensing up before releasing in a massive, blood curdling orgasm.
Once that had passed, Johnny climbed off of me, reached down, and grabbed ahold of my ankles once again. This time he pulled up on them, altering my position so my head was lying on the cushion, facing up towards the ceiling and my legs and ass were up in the air.
Johnny climbed onto the couch too, then pushed my legs down until my knees were pressed against the cushion, one on either side of my head, folding me in half, putting me in the piledriver position. I wrapped my arms around my legs to keep them in place. Squatting, Johnny guided his cock into my pussy.
He grabbed my knees and pulled them apart, opening me up even more, and proceeded to lay into me, dropping his body down onto me with enough force to cause me to flinch at the bottom end of each thrust.
“Break my fucking pussy,” I said, speaking in low, desperate tones. “Break it in half. Punish me. Treat me like the slut that I am.”
And he did, hammering at me with all his weight, slamming his body down onto me, forcing his cock deep inside my pussy. Reaching down, he put his hand around my neck, not choking me but squeezing just enough that I could feel it.
“Is this how you like it?” he asked. “Is this hard enough for you?”
Eyes wide, I nodded my head vigorously. I could see that he liked this, that he was almost at the point of cumming, and even though I didn’t want it to stop, I also wanted his cum all over me.
“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I screamed over and over.
As Johnny climbed those final few steps toward orgasm, he tapped into the last reserves of his energy, pounding me harder than he had all night. I took everything he had to offer, screaming with pleasure the entire time.
“Holy shit I’m gonna fucking cum,” he said finally.
“Come on my face, baby,” I said. “Make a mess of my pretty little face.”
I’d never come across a man who could turn down that specific request and Johnny wasn’t an exception. A few more pumps and then he climbed off of me and stepped forward so one foot was on either side of my head. He dropped to his knees, trapping my legs beneath him so I couldn’t go anywhere, his cock mere inches from my face. He proceeded to jerked himself off while I stared up at him, playing with myself.
A couple seconds later he let out a low groan then shot his load all over me. White streams of milky sperm splashed against my nose, cheeks, forehead and into my open mouth.
As he stood there recovering, I sat up and grabbed a hold of his cock and sucked on the tip, pulling the last few drops out of it before dropping my hand away.
“Wow,” he said, shuddering. “That was fucking incredible.”
“Yes it was,” I said. “It was exactly what I needed.”
“So,” Johnny said, falling to the couch beside me. “Was this just a one time thing, or something more?”
“If it were up to me, I’d say neither,” I said.
He flashed me a confused look. “Then what is it?”
“Well it’s certainly nothing more than a good fuck,” I said. “No offense, but I’m not looking for any kind of a relationship or anything like that.”
“I hear ya,” Johnny said. “Neither am I.”
“But it can definitely be more than a one-time thing,” I added.
“Yeah?” he said.
I nodded. “But it’s not necessarily going to be anything regular either.”
“Fair enough.”
“And next time, I’d expect things to get quite a bit more freaky. Are you game for that?”
“Absolutely,” Johnny said, smiling. “I’m game for anything.”
“Good,” I said. I stood up and started putting my clothes back on. “Then maybe I’ll see you around again sometime.”
“Sounds good to me.”
After I was dressed I leaned down and gave him a little peck on the cheek, then turned and headed back towards my place. It was off to bed after another successful evening in the life of a dirty slut.
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GETTING DIRTY IN THE SHOWER
Bella and I had just finished our first date when she invited me over to her place to hang out some more. I quickly accepted, and not only because she was an incredibly gorgeous 22-year old woman with Latin features, long black hair, amazingly tight body and caramel-colored skin, but she was incredibly cool too, wry and witty with a self-deprecating sense of humor, just like me.
She led me inside and sat me down on her couch but remained standing, looking down on me, a little half-smile on her lips.
“Do you want something to drink?” she asked in her sexy, throaty voice. “Beer? Wine? Something harder?”
“Whatever you’re having,” I said.
“Wine it is, then,” Bella said. She smiled and patted my knee and headed towards the kitchen.
I had to stare at her firm little ass working behind her tight dress as she walked. I just couldn’t help myself.
She cast a glance over her shoulder and caught me staring at her. I started to blush, but she just smiled and said, “Take your socks and shoes off. Get comfortable.”
I couldn’t turn down a request like that, so I did as she’d asked while she poured two glasses of wine and made her way back to the couch.
We drank our wine and talked a bit, not about anything important, just shooting the shit. I wanted to make some sort of a move on her but that just wasn’t my thing. It never has been. Luckily for me, it was hers.
We had just finished our wine when I held out my hand so she could hand me her glass. “Another one?” I asked.
“No,” Bella said. “I’m good on wine.”
“O-kay,” I said, drawing the word out. From her tone I figured I’d missed my chance and now the night was going to come to a quick end. As it turned out, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
“So what now?” I asked. “Do you want to watch some television? Listen to music?”
“Actually, I’m feeling pretty dirty,” Bella said, standing up. “I think I need to take a shower. Do you want to join me?”
I was caught completely off guard. But I managed to say, “I’d love to,” without sputtering and hopefully without too much surprise showing up on my face.
“Then let’s go,” she said, holding out her hand. I took it and she helped me to my feet then led me down the hall.
She led me into the bathroom and started the shower. It was a huge shower, at least ten feet long, with two heads, each on an opposite wall.
As the water warmed up, Bella slipped out of her black dress, revealing nothing underneath but a beige g-string. As I stood staring at her, mesmerized by her ridiculously tight body, she dropped to her knees, right there on the tile floor of the bathroom. She had my belt undone and my pants down around my ankles within seconds and my cock in her hand shortly after that.
After jerking me off for a bit to get me hard, she smacked my cock against her cheek a couple of times, then licked the underside of my shaft, beginning near my balls and making her way towards the tip.
I sucked in a deep breath and held it as she worked my cock, torturing me by moving slowly and gently over it with her tongue, paying attention to every centimeter of it, in no hurry at all.
“Holy shit that feels good,” I said under my breath.
Her eyes lit up and I could see she was smiling, even as she continued working my cock. She was obviously enjoying herself, although I suspected she just enjoyed torturing me.
Looking up at me, maintaining eye contact, she dropped her head
further down and started working on my balls, sucking on them one at a time while she continued jerking me off with deliberate hand movements.
I took another deep breath and let it out slowly in an attempt to control my breathing. It was only moderately successful.
After playing with my cock and balls for a little while longer, Bella slowly climbed to her feet, kissing my stomach and chest as she made her way up. With her hand still grasping my rock-hard cock, she turned around so her back was to me and smacked my cock against her ass a couple of times, her upper body turned towards me so she could watch my face as she messed with me.
“I think the water’s hot enough now,” she said in her sexy, throaty voice. “Do you think you can help me get my panties off?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, trying to play it cool despite the excitement coursing through my veins.
I hooked my fingers around the waist of her g-string and bent down, dropping to my knees, slowly peeling her panties off as I went. Once I had them off, her amazing, impossibly firm ass was right in front of my face.
I couldn’t just let the opportunity pass me by, especially after what she’d already done to me. So I gently pushed her legs further apart, them put one hand on each of her asscheeks, spread them wide, then buried my face in her ass.
“Oh my,” Bella said, still sounding in total control, as she had all night. “That was unexpected.”
Smiling at her reaction to my little maneuver, I went to work on her pussy with my tongue, running it up and down her snatch, increasing the speed with every pass. Once she was good and wet, I pressed my face forward, burying my tongue inside her.
With my tongue deep in her pussy, I looked up the length of her body to see how she was reacting to my intrusion. Due to her lack of vocalization, it was difficult to tell.
From what I could see with my limited point of view, her arms were locked out against the wall and her head was thrown back, spilling her hair down over her shoulder and down her back. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself. So I forced my tongue further inside her.
This got a reaction from her, in the form of a gasp and a low moan. Plus she pushed her ass further back against my face, forcing my tongue even further inside her pussy and practically smothering me with her flesh.
As the water rained down in the shower, waiting for us to enter, I held my face against Bella’s insides, unable to breath but not caring in the least, tasting her sweet muskiness as she grinded her ass against me.
At some point—I’m not sure how long; time is funny when you’re face is buried in a woman’s ass—I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to get some air into my lungs. So I pulled back and took a deep breath.
I was just about to dive in again when she grabbed my arms and pulled me to my feet. Turning around, she pulled my shirt off then pressed her body up against mine, her small, firm tits pushing against my chest and my cock rubbing up against her stomach.
“Thanks for that,” she said, smiling up at me, our eyes locked together. “You caught me off guard a little bit.”
“What? You didn’t expect that from me?”
“I don’t expect that from any man,” she said. “At least, not after just one date.”
“Then I guess you haven’t been with the right men,” I said.
“Apparently not,” she replied, laughing softly. “Now come on in,” she continued, gesturing towards the shower. “It’s time to get all wet and slippery.”
Bella turned and opened the door to the shower. Then she grabbed ahold of my cock and used it to lead me inside.
Once we were inside the shower, with the water beading down on us, we got things ramped up again.
We started slowly, kissing and making out while the water sprayed down us, enjoying the slipperiness provided from the effects of water on skin. Half a minute later, Bella’s hand ventured down to my still-hard cock and started to rub it while still exploring my mouth with her tongue.
In reply, I ran my hand down Bella’s stomach and started rubbing her pussy. I used two fingers to work her snatch, occasionally changing up the pressure to keep things interesting. With our lips still attached, I could feel her breath getting shorter as I moved my fingers in and out of her.
Two minutes later, Bella abruptly pulled my fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth. Staring at me the whole time, she licked my fingers clean of her juices.
“I love the taste of my pussy,” she said, our eyes locked together.
“So do I,” I said. “In fact, I’m thinking about going back down and getting another drink from the source.”
“As much as I appreciate the offer, I’d prefer if you saved that for later,” Bella said. “Because right now I need that nice, hard cock of yours inside of me.”
“If you insist,” I replied.
“I do,” Bella said, flashing me a nasty little smile. She backed herself up against the shower wall and put her foot on the bench built into it, opening herself up to me. Then she beckoned me over with her finger.
I walked over and pressed my body against hers. She immediately grabbed ahold of my cock and guided it towards her waiting pussy. It slid in with just a hint of resistance. We both let out simultaneous gasps as I entered her.
“Fuck me with that big cock of yours,” Bella said, her voice still controlled, as it had been all night. She wrapped her leg around my waist, leaving her to balance on one leg. “Slowly. Inch by inch. I want to feel all of it.”
Even though she was dripping wet (and not just from the water pouring over us) I did as she asked, working my cock deliberately, sliding in and out of her pussy from tip to base with every thrust, letting her feel my whole length with every stroke.
“Holy shit that feels fucking incredible,” Bella said, her arms draped around my neck to keep her balance. Our faces were centimeters apart. “I love the way your cock feels inside me.”
She leaned in and planted her lips on mine, kissing me and running her hands through my hair as we continued to fuck. Her tongue grew more insistent, which in turn made me more excited, resulting in me slamming my cock into her with ever-increasing urgency.
The silkiness slipperiness of Bella’s water-covered skin was amazing. I couldn’t keep my hands off it, moving from her firm, amazing tits to her stomach to her legs to her back. Just touching her was turning me on so much that I had to mix things up before it was too late.
So I grabbed her around the hips and lifted her up and pressed her against the wall. She, in turn, hooked her other leg around my hips, to help hold herself up. Once she was settled in, I hooked my arms under her ass to complete the setup.
With me holding her up I was able to fuck her with more intensity, pounding my cock into her pussy deeper than before.
“That’s right,” she said, her voice still controlled but insistent. “There you go. Give it to me like you mean it. Harder, baby. Harder.”
So I did, hammering my cock into her pussy with more aggressiveness. We got into a perfect rhythm, our bodies working in time, both of our hips coming towards each other, coming together at the exact right moment.
Wet, slapping sounds filled the shower every time our bodies came together and our groans and grunts echoed everywhere.
“Just like that, just like that,” Bella said, more adamantly now. Her controlled demeanor was starting to crack for the first time all night. “Holy shit I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum she did, letting out a deep moan a few seconds later then biting down on her bottom lip and shivering for a few seconds. It was a subdued orgasm, as was her style, but it was an orgasm nonetheless.
Once it had passed Bella unhooked her legs from around my waist and slipped down to the floor of the shower. She kept going, letting my cock slip out of her pussy and dropping to her knees in front of me.
“I want to lick my pussy juices off your cock,” she said, looking up at me. “Is that okay with you?”
Smiling widely, I nodded my
head and she went to work with her tongue, running it up and down my cock. Once it was clean she took my cock in her mouth, just the tip at first, then more and more of it until it had completely disappeared.
I stood there with the water beating down on me and Bella deepthroating me for what seemed like an eternity before she released her hold on my cock.
“Holy fucking shit,” I said, marveling at Bella’s abilities.
“Did you like that, baby?” she said, her eyes twinkling and her mouth turned up in a little smile.
“I fucking love it,” I said.
“Not as much as I do,” Bella replied.
“Oh, I doubt that,” I said, smiling.
“Are you ready for some more?” she asked.
“Not yet,” I replied.
“But I thought you liked it?” Bella said, pouting.
“I do, I do,” I said. “But I liked it a little too much. And I want to mess around some more before I finish up.”
“Are you serious?” Bella asked.
“Completely,” I replied.
“Damn,” she said, laughing and shaking her head. “I really haven’t ever met a man like you before.”
“I told you,” I said, lifting Bella to her feet. Once she was up, I backed her to the bench and sat her down, then sat down on the floor of the shower in front of her. I opened her legs wide and started eating her pussy.
I love eating women out because there’s no danger of finishing, so you can just relax and go to work without having to worry about cumming. Plus most women enjoy it just as much, if not more, than actual sex. So the way I saw things, it was a win-win.
Certainly, Bella was enjoying it. She was moaning and groaning louder than she had all night, especially when I mixed things up, like suck on her clit or stick a couple fingers inside her and finger-fuck her while I ate her out.
At one point, Bella grabbed ahold of my hair and held me between her legs, smashing me against her pussy. While she held me in place, she pushed her hips forward and rode my rigid tongue, grinding against me with serious force.
