“Holy fucking shit,” I say aloud, laughing under my breath. “You’re such a filthy fucking slut.”
In response to this, Taylor buries her face in between my ass cheeks and slides her rigid tongue into my asshole. I yelp and suck in a huge breath, holding it for a few seconds before letting it out in a rush.
Having the tip of Taylor’s tongue in my asshole feels fucking incredible. It’s so filthy and dirty and perverted that it turns me on like crazy, not only the physical sensation, but just the fact that my girlfriend is willing to do these kinds of things to me.
I reach down and grab a handful of her hair and pull on it, holding her head in place against my ass. She responds by sticking her tongue further out, shoving it deeper into my anus.
Shivering as a bolt of electricity runs up my spine, I pull Taylor closer towards me, smashing her face against my ass, forcing her tongue as far into my asshole as it will go. I hold her head there for nearly fifteen seconds before finally releasing her.
Taylor’s head flies back and she takes a few seconds to get some air in her lungs before immediately going to work on my cock again, sliding it into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down on it, taking it all the way down her throat with every thrust. Wet, gagging, choking sounds are coming from her mouth and her eyes are watering, making her mascara run, but still doesn’t let up, her head bobbing up and down as aggressively as ever.
As much as I love Taylor sucking my cock, I’m about ready to move on. It’s about time I stick my cock in her and repay her for all she’s done for me. But before I make a move, Taylor runs her finger down my taint and starts rubbing the outside of my asshole with it. My anus is still wet and slippery from when she was working it with her tongue just moments ago, allowing the tip of her finger to easily slip into my asshole.
An atomic bomb goes off in my head, reverberates through my body and travels down my spine.
“Ohmyfuckingod,” I say, spewing it all in one word as I stare down at her with wide eyes.
“You like that, huh?” Taylor laughs, grinning up at me like the devil.
I nod my head quickly up and down.
“Yeah, I thought you might,” she says, working her finger in and out my asshole, forcing it deeper inside of me.
I let out a loan groan and grit my teeth.
“It stings a little, doesn’t it?” Taylor says, still grinning widely, obviously enjoying herself and the power she has over me.
I nod again.
“But it feels good, too, right?”
“Yeah,” I say, trying hard not to cum.
“Now you know how I feel when you fuck my ass,” Taylor says, spitting on my asshole and continuing to work it with her fingers, moving faster now.
“Yes I do,” I say.
She smacks me hard on the ass, causing me to yelp.
“No you don’t,” Taylor says, glaring at me. She sticks the index finger from her other hand up in the air, near my face. “Because this is what’s in your ass right now.” She drops the finger and uses the same hand to grab my cock, which is as stiff as it’s ever been in my life. “While this,” she continues, squeezing my cock as hard as she can, “is what goes in my ass.”
“Fair enough,” I manage to say, still trying desperately not to cum. Something about her little lecture turns me on even more, perhaps the aggression in her tone, or maybe the look in her eyes, but probably both.
Eventually Taylor slides her finger out of my asshole and sticks it in her mouth. After cleaning it of my ass juices, she says, “One of these days, I’m going to stick something closer to the size of your cock up your ass, what do you say to that?”
The words come out of my mouth before I even know what they’re going to be. “I say bring it on.”
Taylor’s eyes light up. It’s obviously not what she was expecting to hear. “I heard it!” she says. “It’s too late to back out now.”
“I don’t want to back out,” I say. “Just make sure I’m more drunk than this before you try it.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” she says, standing up. “But until then, I’ll just have to settle for your cock inside of me.”
Taylor climbs atop me, straddling me, one leg on each side of my body and her ass resting on my legs, just below my hips. Staring right at me, she grabs ahold of my cock and pulls it back so the top of my shaft is pushing against her pussy lips.
She grinds on my waist while slowly jerking me off, our eyes locked together, excitement and mischief in her eyes as she messes with me. Once she’s had her fun, she lifts herself up a bit, scoots forward until her hips are directly above mine then slides my cock into her pussy.
She’s so wet it’s like slipping into a cup of warm oil.
“Goddammit you feel so fucking good inside me,” Taylor says as she works my cock with her pussy, bouncing up and down on it in a steady, deliberate rhythm. “I love how your cock fills me up.”
My hands naturally gravitate to her perky little tits, which are bouncing right in front of my face. I grope and squeeze them for a bit, then cup them with my palms and push up on them.
This excites Taylor and gets her moving more aggressively against me, bouncing up and down on me quickly, taking the entire length of my cock inside her with every thrust.
“You like it when I bounce on your cock?” she says, staring right at me.
“I fucking love it,” I say.
“Do you want me to ride you even harder?”
“Yes please,” I say.
She leans her body back, putting more of her weight on my hips and changing up the angle of penetration, then starts riding my cock faster and faster, her body slamming down onto me, smashing my balls at the bottom of every thrust, causing just a little bit of pain to go with my pleasure.
I decide to return the favor, pinching her nipples between my fingers and giving them a good squeeze.
Taylor yelps and glares down at me, but I know that she loves it. I also know that she’s going to pay me back by hammering me with even more intensity, making me more uncomfortable too. Which is exactly what I want.
And she does, reaching back and grabbing my balls with her hand and squeezing them tight while continuing to pound her body down onto mine with everything she has.
Both of us are grunting and moaning and thoroughly enjoying ourselves. But we both want more.
I release my hold on her nipples but I’m just getting started. Rearing back, I smack one of her tits, eliciting a little yelp from her mouth, followed by a nasty smile.
“You like that, don’t you?” I say, grinning up at her.
Taylor nods.
I do it again, this time to her other tit.
She yelps again. Her breath is ragged now and her eyes are wild. She releases her hold on my balls and shifts her hand to her clit, which she is rubbing with reckless abandon.
I smack her tits again, one at a time, at regular intervals.
“Just like that,” Taylor screams. “Holy shit, just like that, just like that!”
I continue smacking her tits while she slams away on her clit and her breathing rate increases, as does the loudness of her grunts, groan, and screams, until she goes over the edge. Her body tenses up and her hand freezes while pushing against her clit and then she releases with an animalistic groan as an orgasm courses through her body.
Taylor shakes and shimmies and lets out a series of deep groans as the orgasm passes. But she doesn’t so much as miss a beat, continuing to pound away at me just as aggressively as before.
She also decides to take some control back, grabbing ahold of my wrists and pushing my arms back near my head. Holding them against the back of the couch, one on either side of my head, Taylor continues to ride me like a cowgirl.
“You had your little fun,” she says, staring down at me. “Now it’s time for me take over for a little while.”
“Fine by me,” I say, relaxing my arms and letting her do her thing.
Because she’s still holding m
y wrists up near my head, Taylor is leaning over me, giving her even more leverage to pound away on my cock. She’s lifting her whole body up and dropping it down onto me, impaling herself on my stiff cock, giving me her full weight with every thrust, causing me to grunt and groan with every pump.
“You like it when I take control, don’t you?” Taylor says.
“I love it,” I say.
“It makes you want to cum, doesn’t it?” she says.
“Hell yeah,” I say.
Smiling wryly, she slams her body down on me some more, giving me all her weight, letting gravity help, not holding back at all.
“Are you almost there?” Taylor asks a few seconds later.
“Yeah,” I say.
“Yeah?” she says. “Are you ready to make a mess of my pretty little face?”
“Fuck yeah,” I say.
“Then let me help you get there,” Taylor says, climbing off me and dropping to her knees between my legs.
Normally, at this point, Taylor will take my cock in her mouth and suck on it until I’m ready to burst, either taking it in her mouth, or pulling off at the last moment to take my seed on her face, or her tits. But today she doesn’t wrap her lips around my cock. Instead, she grabs ahold of my cock with one hand and sticks the index finger of her other hand in her mouth and gets it lubed up, then slips it into my asshole.
I suck in my breath and let it out in a low groan.
“Remember this from earlier?” she asks, smiling up at me, jerking me off while simultaneously finger-fucking me.
I nod. How could I forget?
“Do you still like it as much as you did then?” Taylor asks.
I nod again, unable to even speak now, I’m holding on so desperately.
“Prove it,” she says, banging me harder now, her finger slamming in and out of my asshole while she jerks me off with her free hand. “Cum for me. Make a mess of my pretty little face.”
I oblige her, finally allowing my body to relax. My orgasm comes moments later, my body spasming like never before, almost painfully, kicking and jerking as streams of sperm rocket out of my cock, shooting straight up into the air as Taylor continues jerking me off and fingering my asshole.
I cum harder and longer than ever before, shooting eight streams from my cock, making a mess of the entire area. It’s everywhere, on my legs, the couch, my chest, Taylor’s arm, her tits, her stomach, her legs.
Once my cock is finally dry, Taylor leans over and takes it in her mouth and sucks on the tip. Between her finger still in my ass and her post-orgasm blowjob, it’s too much to take.
“Holy shit,” I say, squirming away from her. Laughing heartily, she reluctantly releases her holds on me, gives me a smack on the leg for good measure, then climbs up onto the couch with me.
“Well,” she says. “What did you think?”
“You know what I think,” I say. “You saw how hard I came.”
“I must admit, that was pretty impressive,” Taylor says. “But I have a feeling it’s going to be nothing compared to how hard you cum next time.”
“And why is that?” I say, even though I know the answer. I just like messing with Taylor.
“You don’t remember what you said earlier?” she asks, grinning at me. She knows that I remember, she just wants to mess with me some more.
“About what? Letting you fuck me in the ass?” I say.
Taylor nods.
“You didn’t think I really meant that, did you?” I say, trying to keep a straight face. And it works, at least for a few seconds. Then I start busting up laughing.
“You little shit,” Taylor says, punching me in the shoulder. “You had me there for a moment.”
“I tried,” I say. “But you know me too well. I always do what I say. And I said you can fuck me in the ass with a strap-on next time we screw around.”
Taylor giggles and claps her hands exaggeratedly. “Yippee,” she says. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
“If it’s anything like tonight, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.”
“Trust me, it’ll be way better than tonight,” Taylor says. “In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if you beg for me to do it to you more often after you’ve experience it once.”
“I don’t know about that,” I say, laughing under my breath. “But I guess we’ll find out soon enough.”
“That we will,” Taylor says, leaning over to give me a peck on the cheek. “That we will indeed.”
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DIRTY LITTLE SPINNER
TAYLOR JORDAN
Stacy Barnett parks her Mazda RX-7 in front of Josh Carroll’s house and walks towards his front door.
It’s their first date. Stacy has thought Josh was cute for quite some time but figured he wasn’t her type of guy. She likes her guys rough and tumble and perverted. And Josh didn’t seem like that at all. He was cute enough, sexy even, but he was extremely quiet and came off as a bit of an antisocial, loner type.
But apparently that wasn’t the case at all. He was just shy. As it turns out, one of Stacy’s coworkers has a friend that went to college with Josh, and word is, once he gets comfortable around someone, he’s quite the party animal. And perverted as hell. A real freak in bed.
Once Stacy found that out, she marched over to his office and asked him out.
She had no problems taking the lead; in fact, it was precisely her style. And if she had to take control in bed too, she had no problem with that either. In fact, she got off on that sort of thing.
As she knocks on Josh’s door, she decides to start things off with a bang. Literally. There was no reason to wait until after the date to make a move; the date part was all pretext anyway. Might as well get right to the heart of the matter.
Josh opens the door and greets Stacy and invites her in. As soon as she enters, she turns around just inside the door, and immediately drops to her knees. Josh closes the door behind him, locks it, and turns around. His eyes go wide as he sees her looking up at him with big, blue, needy eyes and hands that are already undoing his belt.
“What are you doing?” Josh asks. But his eyes are sparkling and he’s looking at Stacy with good humor. He’s clearly enjoying this turn of events.
“Skipping the appetizers and going straight to the main course,” Stacy says as she finishes undoing his belt then unbuttons his fly and pulls his pants—boxers and all—to the ground.
Josh has a pretty good sized cock, not enormous but by no means small. And it’s sticking straight out, as hard as a board.
“Not bad,” Stacy says, “Not bad at all.”
“Why thank you,” Josh replies, still smiling.
“What I really want to know is if you know what to do with it?” she says.
“The real question is; do you?”
Instead of answering, Stacy goes right to work.
She slips his cock into her mouth and sucks on it until it’s hard, then rises to her feet. Turning around so her back is to Josh, Stacy slips out of her black dress, leaving her in only a black G-string and heels. Smiling over her shoulder at him, she walks forward until she’s standing near the wall.
Once there, Stacy leans over at the waist, her hands on the wall to help her balance, her legs straight, muscles taut, her ass sticking out.
She flashes another looks over her shoulder at Josh, then slaps her ass cheek. Giggling, she slaps it again. Still looking back at him, she hooks her fingers under her panties and pulls on them, bending over with her legs still straight as she slides them off.
Completely bent over at the waist, Stacy looks at Josh from between her legs and beckons him over. As he makes his way towards her, she straightens up, then reaches back and grabs one ass cheek with each hand and spreads them wide, opening her ass up to him.
Josh drops to his knees and buries his face between her cheeks.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Stacy says as Josh goes to work on her pussy, running his tongue up it, licking it like there’s no tomorrow.
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p; Stacy releases her ass cheeks and grabs two handfuls of Josh’s hair. She pulls him towards her, smashing his face against her flesh. She holds him there, smothering him with her ass, his tongue buried deep in her pussy and his nose pressing up against her asshole.
Stacy can feel Josh struggling to breath but she holds him in place for a full 10 seconds before letting him go. His head snaps back and he gasps for breath.
“Do you like that?” she asks, looking back at him. “Do you like it when I smother you with my ass?”
Josh nods his head vigorously. His smile is threatening to split his face in half.
“Yeah, I thought you might.”
Stacy grabs ahold of Josh’s head once again and pull his face towards her. But this time she drops her ass a little bit lower, so his tongue is directly in line with her asshole.
Josh knows exactly what she wants and he obliges, running his tongue in circles over her asshole before plunging the tip of it inside her anus.
“There you go,” she says, grinding her ass against his face. “Lick my dirty shithole, you filthy little bastard.”
Apparently her dirty talking turns Josh on, as he starts to go after her asshole with more energy.
“Holy fuck, that feels so fucking good,” she says. His tongue is deep in her asshole as he struggles for breath beneath her.
Eventually Stacy lets him go, heaving and gasping.
“Not bad,” she says, looking down at him over her shoulder. “Not bad at all. But now I want your hard cock inside me.”
Still grasping Josh’s hair, Stacy uses it to pull him to his feet. He pushes his body up against hers, his cock pressing against the crack of her ass.
Stacy reaches back and grabs ahold of his cock and smacks it against her ass cheek a few times before slipping it into her soaking wet pussy.
They both let out little groans of pleasure as Josh enters Stacy. He tries to take things slow, but she don’t let him, bouncing her ass back against him with so much force that he almost loses his balance.
“Come on big boy,” she says, taunting him just a little bit. “What are you waiting for? Fuck me like you mean it.”
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