Erotic Kink: Volume Three - 8 More Filthy Stories

by AE Publications

  As Heather caught her breath, Amber stuck the other half of the dildo into her own mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds before taking half of it down her throat. Heather got in on the fun, taking other end of the dildo in her hand and sliding it into her mouth.

  Now with one girl on each side, both Amber and Heather started blowing the dildo, bobbing their heads forward and back, gradually making more of it disappear inside their mouths, until finally their lips were meeting in the middle, both of them swallowing half.

  They held the dildo in their mouths, each deepthroating it for a full ten seconds before pulling off. Then, with saliva dripping out of their mouths, they made out, sharing their spit with each other.

  “I think it’s ready,” Amber said. “Are you?”

  Heather nodded, her eyes filled with excitement and a wide smile on her face.

  “Then turn around and get on your hands and knees and grabs your asscheeks and spread them wide,” Amber said.

  Heather did as she was told. Once she was in position, Amber slid one end into Amber’s pussy and started banging away relentlessly.

  “Ohmygod,” Heather said. “That feels so fucking good.”

  “I’m sure it does,” Amber said. “Time for me to find out too,”

  Amber pressed the monster dildo forward until almost half of it was inside of Heather, then released it, leaving it in place with the other half sticking straight out. Amber turned around and dropped to her hands and knees also and backed her ass up to Heather’s. Then she grabbed ahold of the dildo and slid the free end into her own pussy.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Amber said. “Now let’s get busy on this cock.”

  And just like that, the girls started to hammer their asses against each other, fucking themselves with the dildo.

  The sounds of sex filled up the room, Heather’s high-pitched moans and Amber’s low-feverish grunts combining for a symphony of fucking.

  Once this went on for a bit, Amber felt yet another orgasm coming on. She slid her hand down her body and started to rub her clit while continuing to hammer her ass back against Heather’s.

  A few seconds later, Amber’s eyes rolled up in her head and her body tensed. Her body froze and she let out a low, guttural moan and shook her head back and forth as another orgasm flowed through her. She held her breath for a moment, then let it out in a rush, her legs quivering and her chest heaving as she came.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Amber grunted as she came. Once she was finished, she crawled forward, pulling the dildo out of her pussy but leaving it planted deep inside Heather’s. Amber then turned around. Still on her hands and knees, she wrapped her lips around her half of the dildo, sucking her pussy juices from it while the other half stayed planted in Heather’s pussy.

  Once Amber was done licking her pussy juices off her end of the dildo, she said to Heather, “What do you think? Are you having fun yet?”

  “So much fucking fun,” Heather replied, turning her head to address Amber. Her smile was wide and her hair was a mess and her face was red from exertion. “That was fucking incredible.”

  “And we’re still not done,” Amber said. “Can you handle some more?”

  “Whatever you’ve got,” Heather said.

  “Are you sure about that?”

  “Positive.”

  Grinning madly, Amber said, “Let’s find out.” Folding the dildo over, she slid the other end into Heather’s pussy too, essentially giving her a double penetration.

  “Ohmyfuckinggod,” Heather moaned, the words barely audible.

  “Too much?” Amber asked.

  “No,” Heather said, barely able to get the words out between deep breaths. “But it’s damn close.”

  “Here,” Amber said. “I can help loosen you up.”

  As Heather grunted and moaned with the discomfort of having the equivalent of two cocks in her pussy at the same time, Amber lied down on the floor, her back to the carpet and her head towards the ceiling. She slid her body underneath Heather’s, facing the opposite direction, her face right below Heather’s pussy, her feet beneath Heather’s face.

  Lifting her head up, Amber started licking Heather’s clit, running her tongue up and down the length of it while the cocks still filled up her vagina.

  “Is that better?” Amber asks.

  “Much,” Heather said. There was still discomfort in her voice but less of it.

  “Good,” Amber said, bringing her hand up to rub Heather’s clit while continuing to work it with her tongue.

  Heather’s moans turned more heated almost immediately.

  “There we go,” Amber said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

  As Heather loosened up, Amber climbed out from beneath her. While still rubbing Heather’s clit with one hand, she used her free hand to bang the dildo (with both ends still inside) in and out Heather’s pussy.

  “Holy shit, holy fucking shit!” Heather said, practically screaming now as Amber pummeled her snatch and rubbed her clit with serious aggression. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

  Half a minute later Heather did just that, cumming violently, her body shaking and shimmying while a loud piercing scream escaped from her throat. Her pussy squirted juices everywhere, drenching the carpet.

  Amber abandoned her hold on the dildo and flopped to the floor, her head directly beneath Heather’s pussy as she squirted. She was still working Heather’s clit, forcing her to squirt some more, this time getting her juices all over Amber’s face.

  “Yeah, baby, yeah!” Amber said, still working Heather’s clit and leaving the dildo planted in her roommate’s pussy as she came. “Squirt all over me. Just like that!”

  Heather squirted a few more times, further drenching Amber, before she ran dry.

  Climbing out from under Heather, her face drenched with Heather’s juices, Amber slipped the dildo out of her roommate’s pussy and came around the front of her.

  With Heather still on her hands and knees, Amber dropped down to the same level. Then she slipped the dildo into Heather’s mouth, forcing her to suck her own pussy juices off it. Amber face-fucked Heather with the dildo, shoving it deep into her throat and holding it there for a few seconds before pulling it back out.

  Laughing, both women collapse to the floor.

  “That was fucking awesome,” Amber said.

  “It sure was,” Heather replied, her breath ragged and her hair a mess. “That was absolutely insane.”

  “Who needs men?” Amber said.

  “Certainly not us,” Heather replies. “Not when we have each other.”

  “Ain’t that the truth,” Amber said. “And to think, this was just our first time doing something like this. Imagine how much fun it will be after we get more comfortable with each other’s wants and needs?”

  “I can’t wait,” Heather said. “I can’t fucking wait.”

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  DOMINATING THE FILTHY SLUT

  MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

  Robert Manning remembered when you used to have to wine a dine a woman to get her to sleep with you. Three dates at the minimum, sometimes more, and then maybe you’d get lucky. But not anymore. These days it seems like all you had to do is buy a young woman a drink or two and you’ve got a fifty-fifty shot of jumping in the sack.

  And not only that, but women seemed more willing to get freaky than ever before. And earlier in the relationship too. It used to be that you’d have to make a woman feel comfortable with you before getting really nasty. A couple sessions of regular, straight sex, maybe with a little bit of oral, and then you would get progressively more and more nasty as the weeks and months wore on.

  But no more.

  Nowadays, chances are the first time you jump into bed with a young woman, she’s going to let you (or better yet, ask you) to do things it used to take years to build up to.

  Not that Robert is complaining, mind you. Personally, he liked it much better this way than the old way. Especially after he m
et a young woman who was a true freak, willing to do the kinds of things you’d only see in porn. And throw in the fact that she had the face of a true slut, the body of an fitness freak and the attitude of a pornstar, and he’d be the first to admit that he’s one hell of a lucky dude.

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  Her name was Kristina and she was exactly how Robert liked his women. 21 years old, thin and athletic, dark hair, lots of tattoos, tight ass, long, sculpted legs, good sized but not too enormous tits, and a face that just screamed slut. Not particularly cute but still hot, she looked like the kind of girl that would get nasty in all the right ways. A little on the white trash side, but that just turned him on even more.

  They met at a bar one night. They were both out with friends and somehow started talking. He didn’t remember the conversation at all but it must have went well, as right before her friends dragged her out to a different bar with them Kristina gave Robert her address and asked him to come over the next evening to hang out. He told her he’d love to and then she took off.

  Robert showed up at 6PM the next evening not knowing what to expect. But as soon as Kristina answered the door it was obvious what was going on. She was wearing a red fishnet top over a black bra, a pair of tight-fitting black shorts that left very little to the imagination, and a pair of knee-high black boots. Nothing else.

  His cock immediately started to rise.

  “For some reason I feel overdressed,” Robert said, flashing her a little smile as he walked in.

  “Don’t worry,” Kristina said, closing the door behind him. She leaned up against him and looked him in the eyes. She ran her hand down his chest, over his stomach and settled on his cock. “I’ll take care of that soon enough.”

  “You don’t waste any time, do you?” he said, laughing.

  “What can I say?” Kristina replied. “I know what I want.” She gave his cock squeeze. “And from what I can tell, you want it too. I don’t see why we shouldn’t just get right down to it. Unless, of course, you aren’t comfortable with that.”

  “It’s fine with me.”

  “I thought you’d feel that way,” she said, undoing his zipper. “Now let’s see what you’re packing down there.”

  Kristina dropped down to her knees and pulled his pants off while Robert slipped out of his shirt. His cock was sticking straight out, hard enough to hammer nails. Robert had a pretty big cock. It was right around 7 inches long but thicker than most. Plenty big enough for even the sluttiest of girls out there. Which was a list that Kristina was near the top of, from what he could tell.

  Her eyes widened when she saw it out in the open.

  “Well, what do you think?” Robert asked, taunting her just a bit.

  “Not bad, not bad at all,” she said. “Of course, size doesn’t matter if you don’t know what to do with it.” She pulled her gaze from his cock and looked up at him. “Do you?”

  “I do,” he said. “The real question is: Do you?”

  She scoffed. “Please. Just watch me.”

  Without further ado, she wrapped one hand around his shaft, opened her mouth, and slipped his cock inside. She sucked on the tip and stroked his shaft at the same time, working slowly at first but gradually picking up steam, her mouth dropping further and further down his cock with every thrust.

  Kristina’s head was bouncing forward and back, moving faster and faster. Her hair was flying everywhere. She took his cock three-quarters of the way down her throat and held it there for a good five seconds, maintaining eye contact the entire time, before gagging and pulling her head back.

  Kristina took a single deep breath, then gathered up the saliva in her mouth and spit it on his cock. Still staring up at him with an evil little smile on her face, she jerked him off.

  “Do you like how I suck your cock?” she asked. “Do you like seeing it planted in my pretty little mouth?”

  Smiling back at her, he nodded.

  “Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Kristina said. “Just wait till you see what else I can do.”

  She dropped a little lower and slid her body further underneath his. She pressed his cock against his stomach, exposing his balls more prominently, then proceeded to lick them and suck on them, one at a time.

  Robert took a deep breath and let out a little moan.

  “You like that, huh?” she said, pulling her fishnet off and then undoing her bra, freeing up her perfect tits. “You like it when I play with your balls?”

  Robert nodded again.

  Kristina snickered, enjoying her control over him, then went back to work. She gripped his ballsack just under the base of his cock, creating a tight little package with his balls as the gift. Then she took the whole thing in her mouth, sucking on it like she was trying to pull his balls out the bottom of his sack.

  He shuddered and groaned softly.

  She relaxed on the pressure a bit, bouncing his balls around in her mouth while jerking him off for a few seconds before suddenly sucking on them more aggressively than ever, eliciting from him yet another gasp.

  Kristina was expertly straddling the line between pleasure and pain, keeping him on his toes, not letting him get comfortable, heightening his sensation like a pro.

  She played with his balls for a little while longer before releasing them with a pop. Looking up at him with her hand still around his cock, she slapped it against her cheek couple of times .

  “Fuck my face, baby,” Kristina said. “Fuck my pretty little face.”

  “With pleasure,” Robert said.

  He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and slid his hard cock into her open mouth. He pumped his hips forward and back, pulling her head towards him in time with his movements, slamming his cock deep into her mouth with every thrust. Gurgled, strained sounds escaped from her throat as he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth before sticking it back in, balls deep, over and over. Saliva dripped out of her mouth and onto the hardwood floor, creating a reservoir of spit.

  Seeing the mess she was making, Robert decided to see just how far Kristina would go. He wanted to see how much of a slut she really was; just your garden variety freak or someone willing to push the envelope and do things that were just flat-out nasty and deviant.

  “You’re making a mess,” he said, pulling his cock out of her mouth to give her a chance to take a breath. “Clean it up.”

  Robert released Kristina’s hair, and she immediately dropped down to her hands and knees. Leaning over, she ran her tongue over the pool of saliva, licking it up. When that proved inefficient, she sucked it up into her mouth, tilting her head back to swallow it once it was cleaned up off the floor.

  “You’re a filthy little fuckslut, aren’t you?” he said, marveling at her nastiness.

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she said, looking up at him with a little half-smirk.

  “We’ll see about that,” he said. “But for now just stay down on the floor and don’t move. I want to stick my cock in that beautiful pussy of yours.”

  “Be my guest,” she said, arching her back, forcing her impossibly tight ass up into the air while he came around to the other side of her. “But promise me you won’t take it easy on me.”

  “That’s the last thing you have to worry about,” he said, smiling.

  Robert approached Kristina from behind, bent over, and yanked her little black shorts off, revealing her pretty little pussy. Then, with one of his legs on each side of her body, he scooted forward until his legs were even with her hips. He squatted down, letting his cock rest on top of her ass. Then he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up until their faces were cheek to cheek, both facing the same way.

  “Are you ready to get fucked?” he said.

  “I’ve been waiting all day for it,” Kristina said. “Get on with it already.”

  Robert laughed. He fucking loved her attitude.

  Still squatting above her, he slid his hips back just a little bit, grabbed ahold of his cock, and slipped it into her soaking wet pussy. I
t went in easily despite his size, which spoke volumes about Kristina. It was rare that he found a woman that could handle him with ease, yet Kristina appeared to. It bode well for their future.

  “Holy shit,” Kristina groaned once he was all the way inside her.

  “Are you sure you can handle it?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear how she’d reply.

  “I can fucking handle whatever you can dish out,” Kristina said.

  With that in mind, Robert gripped her hips for balance and started moving against her. He started slow, fucking her with slow, insistent strokes. But it wasn’t long before he was pounding her more quickly, his cock moving in and out of her in a fast, steady rhythm.

  “That’s it, baby,” Kristina said. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Give it to me like you mean it.”

  So he did, hammering her with more aggression. Their bodies bounced off each other, her ass rippling every time they made contact. He slid his hands up her back and grabbed a hold of her shoulders, pulling back on them as he moved into her, forcing his cock deeper inside her pussy with every thrust.

  “Just like that, just like that!” she said, her voice louder. “Fuck me like I deserve to get fucked! Treat me like the little slut that I am!”

  Kristina’s trash-talking turned Robert on even more and left him wanting to up the ante. He saw her hair splayed down her back and reached out and grabbed a handful of it and yanked back. She let out a surprised yelp and arched her back even further, allowing him deeper access to her pussy. Using her hair to manipulate her body and keep the tension at a maximum, he hammered away, her ass bouncing against him with more and more force.

  “Right there, right there, right fucking there!” Kristina said, growling like an animal. “Keep fucking me, keep fucking me, keep fucking me, I’m gonna fucking cum!”