Something about riding a man’s face with my pussy always got me off, and today was no exception. It wasn’t long before I was right on the edge of another orgasm; I just needed a little something extra to put me over the top. So I leaned back just a bit and slid one of my hands down to my pussy and started to rub my clit.
It only took a couple of seconds for me to get there.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I shivered and shook as the orgasm racked my body. I stopped bucking but stayed on top of Nick for another few seconds, letting my juices flow out of my pussy and onto his face, drenching him.
When I finally lifted my body off Nick’s face his eyes were overflowing with excitement and his mouth was turned up in a huge smile even as he gasped for breath.
“You like that, don’t you?” I said, looking down on him.
“I fucking love it,” he said between gulps of air.
“Are you ready to cum yet?”
He nodded desperately.
“Yeah, I thought you might be,” I said, laughing. “I guess I’ll oblige. You’ve earned it.”
I scooted down the length of his body until my head was poised over his cock. It was sticking straight up in the air, as hard as it had been all afternoon, if not harder. I could tell it wasn’t going to take much at all to put him over the edge.
Bending over at the waist, I grabbed his cock and slapped it against one of my tits a couple of times, then took it in my mouth.
Nick let out a deep moan and his body shuddered and twitched. I could tell he was holding on with everything he had, trying to milk every last second of pleasure possible before cumming, but he simply was too far along to hold out.
I pumped his cock a couple of times with my mouth to get it nice and wet, then pulled my head off and leaned back and starting jerking him off, moving my hand quickly up and down his cock. Staring directly at him, I continued working his shaft with my hand as his body tensed one final time before releasing, sending his sperm shooting out of his cock and all over me.
It was a surprisingly large load, far bigger than most of the men I’d been with. Five full pumps of his cum splattered against my chest, coating my body, splashing up against the bottom of my chin, covering my tits. I continued milking his cock until every last drop was extracted before finally letting it go.
“Holy shit,” I said, laughing as I rubbed his sperm into my skin. “That was pretty impressive.”
“Thanks,” he said sheepishly.
“Just for the record, you’re much better in the sack than any of those other guys you were hanging out with today,” I said, standing up.
“Really?” Nick said.
“Really,” I replied. And it was true. Not that it was all that tough of a feat. But still, it would give him something to brag about. “Now I’m going to go jump in the shower. I assume you can find your way back?”
“I should be able to manage it,” he said. He sounded a little deflated, like he was expecting more of a send-off. But he’d get over it. Besides, I had a reputation to uphold. “Will I ever see you again?” he asked.
“You never know,” I replied. “Why don’t you leave your number just in case.”
His eyes lit up and he offered me a little smile. I actually felt kind of bad, stringing him along like that, but even I had a soft side. I just didn’t let it out often. And never when there was more than one witness.
“Okay,” Nick said. “I’ll do that.”
I blew him a kiss and then walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I waited until I heard the front door close, and then I climbed in, letting the scolding hot water wash over me.
I was already thinking about who I was going to call later that night.
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WHAT EVER SHE WANTS
DIRK ROCKWELL
Sometimes the best hook-ups are the unexpected ones. Take, for example, Derek Martin. Derek wasn’t planning on having intense, deviant, depraved sex with a beautiful woman when the night started, and certainly not once he was one of the last people drinking in the little dive bar next to his house, but that was exactly what he got. And the pure unexpectedness of it all made it that much sweeter.
For Derek, it was the end of a long week, piggybacking on an extended string of bad luck, starting with a bad breakup three months prior, followed by being passed over for promotion at work, combined with a car accident with an uninsured driver, and topped off with the death of Kirby, the 13-year-old beagle he’d had since he was a kid. And the string didn’t look to be ending anytime soon, as far as he could tell.
With no light at the end of the tunnel, he decided to get drunk to ease his wounds. So on the way home from work on a Wednesday night (his Friday) he stopped at a little Irish-themed hole-in-the-wall near his house.
When he arrived at just after 10pm there was a decent-sized crowd, a mix of men and women, all different ages, all different lifestyles. Two and half hours later, he was only one of two people left, save for the bartender.
The other customer had been there for almost as long as he had, sitting alone on the opposite side of the bar, drinking alone just like Derek. They’d made eye-contact a couple times but it was always fleeting. From the looks of things, she was just as down in the dumps as he was.
With her long blonde hair, pale skin, big brown eyes, full lips and meticulously applied makeup, she was an incredibly attractive woman, far too good looking for Derek to even consider making a move on under normally circumstances. But after 9 beers and 3 shots of Jack Daniels, he was feeling less like himself than usual. Plus he figured things couldn’t get any worse than they’d been recently, so he asked the bartender what the lady was drinking and had one sent over to her.
Shortly after receiving the drink, she stood up from her side of the bar and walked over towards him.
Derek watched her intently as she approached, unable to take his eyes off her. Up until now, he’d only seen her face. And while it was extremely cute, it was no match for the rest of her body. Thin frame, toned arms, perky breasts, flat stomach, narrow hips, long, sculpted legs—she was the full package. And dressed to impress in a short black cocktail dress and black heels.
He tried to act casual as she stopped in front of his stool but he could hardly breath. His stomach was doing somersaults and his head was spinning.
“Thanks for the drink,” she said in a high-pitched, sexy voice. “I’m Erin.”
“I’m Derek. Pleased to meet you.”
“Same here,” Erin said. “Mind if I join you?”
“I’d be honored,” Derek said.
“Ah, aren’t you sweet,” Erin said as she sat down. “I was wondering when you were going to get around to noticing me.”
“Oh, I noticed you a while ago,” Derek said.
“Then what took you so long to make a move?”
“That sort of thing just isn’t my style,” he said. “Besides, the way you were all dressed up, I figured you were on your way to meet someone.”
“Actually, that was earlier in the evening,” Erin said.
“Well, considering you’re here drinking alone, I’m guessing it didn’t go well.”
Erin laughed humorlessly and took a drink. “That’s the understatement of the year.”
“Sorry about that,” Derek said.
She shrugged. “What can you do?”
Derek finished his beer and ordered another. “Oh, I wouldn’t sweat it too much.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Surely a woman like you has no problem getting whatever man she wants.”
“What makes you say that?”
Derek shrugged, suddenly embarrassed.
“Come on,” Erin said. “You’re the one that brought it up. You can’t back out now.”
“I just meant . . . someone as attractive as you probably has men following you around like dogs at heel.”
“Only from afar,” she said.
“Really?” Derek asked as the bartender set his newly-f
illed glass down in front of him.
Erin nodded. “You’d be surprised how many men are afraid to even talk to me, let alone ask me out on a date. Or to go home with them.”
“But it has to happen sometimes.”
“Well, yeah,” she said. “Of course. But even then it never works out.”
“Oh yeah?” Derek asked. “And why is that?”
“Because the ones that approach girls generally aren’t worth a shit.”
Derek laughed and took a drink of his beer.
“What’s so funny?” Erin asked.
“I was just thinking about what you said and how right it is,” Derek said. “All my friends who try to scam on women are pieces of shit.”
“Exactly.”
“Then why come over here when I bought you a drink?”
“Because you did it the right way,” Erin said. “You sat back for two hours without making a move. Then you had a drink sent over. That’s classy stuff. I don’t see it much these days.”
“I have to admit I’ve never been accused of being classy,” Derek said, smiling.
“It’s not an accusation, it’s a compliment,” Erin said.
“Well thanks, then.”
“You’re very welcome,” she said, finishing off the rest of her drink. “Although, to be perfectly frank, there’s one more reason I decided to come over here. Three more, actually.”
“Oh yeah? And what are they?”
“One, I’m really drunk. Two, I’m really horny. And three, you’re really cute.”
Derek’s heart fluttered and he could feel his face starting blush. “You really think I’m cute?”
Erin bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. “Do you think I’m cute?”
“I think you’re fucking beautiful.”
“Even better,” she said. “So what do you say?”
“To what?”
“To going to your place and having a little fun.”
“I say what are we waiting for?”
Derek pounded the rest of his beer, hopped off the barstool, took Erin’s hand, and led her to the door.
#
Ten minutes later they were in Derek’s apartment, kissing and groping each other, practically tearing each other’s clothes off. They’d started at it immediately after closing the front door behind them, and were still right there in the hallway, not even bothering to make their way into the bedroom before getting started.
“There’s something you need to know,” Erin said between kisses. She was down to her bra and panties and Derek to his boxers and socks. Their clothes lay in a heap over by the door.
Derek broke their embrace and took a quick step back.
“It’s nothing bad,” Erin said upon seeing the look on his face. “It’s just . . . I’m not a normal girl.”
“No offense, but that doesn’t make me feel any better,” Derek said.
“No,” Erin said, laughing under her breath. “Not like that. It’s just . . . I like things a certain way and I’m not shy about telling you exactly what to do.”
“Well, lucky for you I’m not a typical guy,” he said, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her. “I’m actually good at following directions.”
Erin’s smile was wide and genuine as she looked up at him. “I’m so glad to hear that. You don’t know how many guys just do their own thing, regardless of what I want.”
“Not me,” Derek said. “I promise to give you whatever you want.”
“Where have you been my whole life?”
“That’s funny, I was wondering the exact same thing about you.”
“I don’t know where I’ve been,” Erin said, pushing him back against the wall. “But I know where I’m going to go.”
“Where’s that?” Derek asked.
“Down,” Erin said, dropping to her knees.
“Oh,” Derek said as she pulled his boxers down around his ankles. “Very clever.” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as Erin took his cock in her mouth. Looking down at her, he watched as she worked his cock, sucking on the tip while she jerked his shaft with her hand, her eyes locked on his the entire time.
After bobbing on the head of Derek’s cock for a bit, Erin took him deeper inside her mouth, about halfway down, and held it there for a few seconds before pulling off.
She spit on his cock and started jerking him off. Looking up at him, she said, “You like how I suck your cock?”
Derek nodded, unsure if he could speak.
“Do you want me to suck it some more?”
He nodded again.
Giggling, Erin took his cock in her mouth once again, this time taking it three-quarters of the way down before pulling back. But instead of letting his cock all the way out of her mouth, she took it right to the tip then pushed her head forward again, blowing him proper, her lips moving back and forth along his shaft while she stared up at him.
Erin sucked Derek’s cock continuously for a full minute before finally letting it slip out of her mouth. His cock was rock-hard, sticking straight out and coated with her spit, glistening in the meager light of the hallway.
She grabbed Derek around the waist and spun him around so his back was facing the wall, then gave him a little push, backing him flush against it.
Looking up at him with a devilish smile, Erin quickly undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then she grabbed ahold of Derek’s shaft and smacked the head of his cock against her newly exposed tits a couple times.
He let out a single, involuntary groan.
“Oh, you liked that, did you?” Erin said, her evil smile growing wider.
“Yeah,” Derek replied.
“Then you’ll probably like this too,” she said, dropping her head a little bit lower and slapping her cheek with his cock.
“Holy fuck,” Derek said under his breath. For some reason this turned him on more than when she’d been sucking his cock. It was just so nasty.
“Wow, you really like that, didn’t you?” Erin said with a giggle.
“A little bit too much, I think,” Derek said.
“Tell me about it. Maybe I should just go back to sucking your cock.”
“Maybe you should,” he said.
So she did, wrapping her lips around his cock and working it with her mouth while jerking him off at the same time, keeping her eyes locked on his all the while.
Erin blew him with an experts touch, constantly altering the speed and pressure, mixing things up to keep him from settling into a rhythm that would ultimately lead to cumming way too soon.
As it was, Derek was far more excited than he should have been, forcing him to pull away from Erin long before he would have liked to.
“Sorry,” he said as he slid his cock out of her mouth.
“Don’t be,” Erin replied. “It’s flattering, actually, knowing that I turn you on that much. Besides,” she continued. “It’s easy enough to take care of. All we have to do is switch things up.”
“What did you have in mind?” Derek asked.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” she said. “Get down on the ground with your back to the floor. Legs towards the door. Head right here.” She pointed to a spot a couple inches from her feet.
Derek did as he was told, thoroughly enjoying being ordered around. It was liberating being with a woman that knew exactly what she wanted, especially one that didn’t have a problem articulating it.
“That’s a good boy,” Erin said after Derek was in position. She slipped out of her panties, then took a step forward and put one foot on either side of his head until she was standing directly above his face. Rubbing her pussy while she looked down at him, Erin asked, “Have you ever eaten pussy before?”
“A few times,” Derek replied.
“Did you like it?”
“Yes,” he said again.
“Are you any good at it?” Erin asked.
“I’ve never had any complaints,” Derek said.
“Well let’s see if you can live u
p to my standards,” she said, falling to her knees and dropping her pussy onto his face.
At first Erin just sat there, not moving at all, smothering Derek with her flesh. After a good 10 seconds, she raised up just a hair, giving him a moment to catch his breath before dropping her pussy back onto his mouth.
But this time she started moving back and forth, grinding on his face, getting him all wet with her juices.
“Stick your tongue out,” Erin said.
Derek obliged without hesitation.
Erin reached down and spread her ass cheeks, giving him deeper access. “That’s a good boy,” she said, riding his tongue with her pussy. “Don’t be shy. Get in there. There you go.”
Derek’s cock was rock hard and sticking straight up, pointed towards the ceiling. He reached down and started to stroke it, succumbing to the curious inability of any man to leave his hard cock unattended for any extended period of time.
“Oh, so you want a little attention too,” Erin said. “I think I can help you out there.”
Leaving her pussy planted firmly on Derek’s face, Erin leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, blowing him while he ate her out, both of them gradually increasing the intensity until Erin was slobbering all over Derek’s cock as he attacked her pussy with reckless abandon.
A good two minutes later, Erin said, “Enough of this shit,” and abruptly climbed off of Derek. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward a couple of paces. She was facing away from Derek, her head pointed towards the door and her ass sticking up in the air, right in his face.
Turning her upper body so she was looking back at Derek, Erin said, “I need your cock inside me. Come over here and stick it in me. Now.”
“As you wish,” Derek said, climbing up to his knees and shuffling over towards Erin until he was poised directly behind her. He stared down at her ass for a few seconds, marveling at its perfection, then grabbed ahold of his hard cock and slipped it inside her pussy.
“Just sit tight,” Erin said, her head still turned back, looking at him. “Let me work it for a little bit.”
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