“Holy fucking shit,” he says under his breath.
“You’re going to cum already, aren’t you?” Jasmine says, her tone harsh, which (as she probably well knows) doesn’t do a damn thing to quench his enthusiasm.
Eric nods.
“Then cum already,” she says, not slowing down one bit. “Come on you piece of shit, shoot your pathetic load inside me and get it over with.”
Eric obliges, blasting his seed up into Jasmine, bucking and shimmying beneath her as she continues to ride his cock. She doesn’t let up, even after he’s expelled all his seed, continuing to bounce up and down on him as though oblivious to the fact that he’s done.
He allows her to do her thing, assuming she’s going to climb off him any second now. But a good half-minute later she’s still showing no signs of letting up. She’s staring down at him, taking pleasure of his discomfort, seeing how far he’ll let her take it.
A full minute later he’s done. His boner is all but gone and she’s starting to rub him raw. No longer willing to play the submissive, Eric lifts Jasmine off him with ease and tosses her down onto the other side of the couch. She’s laughing, her face full of good humor.
“So what did you think?” Jasmine says.
“I liked it,” Eric replies. “Loved it, actually.”
She smiles. “I told you.”
“You certainly did. I can’t believe you were right. But you were.”
“It’s a natural extension of things,” Jasmine says. “Those who like to dominate also like to be dominated. Most of them will never admit to it, but it’s true in almost every case. It’s the same basic compulsion, just a different side of the coin. You almost never see one without the other.”
“I didn’t know that,” Eric says.
“I know you didn’t,” she says, leaning forward to plant a little kiss on his lips. “Which is exactly why I had to teach you.”
“Thanks for that.”
“My pleasure,” Jasmine says as she stands up and starts gathering her things. “So you’ll want to go this route again some time, I suppose?”
“Hell yes,” Eric says. “Next week. If I can wait that long.”
“Cool. But I have to warn you; next time I won’t take it so easy on you.”
He raises his eyebrows. “You call what you just did to me taking it easy?”
Jasmine pauses in her efforts to redress and flashes him a look of disdain. “Think of all the things you’ve done to me and think about what I did to you tonight.”
Eric purses his lips and nods his head. Jasmine is right, of course. She didn’t do to him a fraction of the things he’d done to her in the past. “I see your point.”
“I’m glad that you do,” she says as she puts the finishing touches on her shoes. “But don’t worry, the more extreme I get with you the more you’ll like it. I promise.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because that’s how these things work,” Jasmine says. She grabs her bag and heads for the door.
“I don’t know . . .” Eric says, only half-serious.
“Yes you do,” she says, arriving at the door. She turns the handle, opens the door, and glances back one last time before leaving. “You know damn well that you’ll like.”
Laughing under his breath, he says, “You’re right.”
“Of course I am,” she says, flashing him a smile. “I always am.”
And with that she steps outside and closes the door behind her.
Eric shakes his head and drops to the couch. He’s already looking forward to the next time. “I’m a sick man,” he says aloud. He grabs the remote and flips on the television. “A sick, sick man.”
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ANAL MILF
THE ANAL ADVENTURES OF JOSH EVANS: VOLUME ELEVEN
AARON GRIMES
Josh Evans is in Scottsdale, Arizona, spending a few days on his own after attending a professional golf tournament with some of his corporate buddies, just relaxing and taking in the sun before heading back home. After having a great dinner at a popular steakhouse, he is in the bar of his resort, hanging out by himself in a booth with a bottle of wine, scoping the area for women.
It isn’t long before he notices a short-haired blonde with an enormous rack and an incredibly tight body wearing a black dress cocktail looking his way with interest in her eyes.
She looks to be in her early to mid-thirties, which is younger than Josh by a good ten years but still quite a bit older than he is used to, but that’s more than all right. He has no aversion to older women, in fact, in many ways he prefers them. Their experience, their openness, and their willingness to take control are all things he finds that older women are more comfortable with than younger ones. It just so happens that most of the time he finds himself in situations with younger women.
But not tonight. The blonde is interested in him, that much is obvious. So he grabs a bottle of wine from behind the bar and heads over towards her.
They quickly make their introductions. She says her name is Sharon and that she is here on vacation, celebrating her recent divorce, just looking to have a good time for a few days. Josh starts to tell her his name but she interrupts. She knows who he is. Her ex-husband was a big baseball fan.
After quickly sharing the bottle of wine and making more meaningless small-talk, they order a bottle to take with them and head up to Sharon’s room, Josh walking behind her, unable to take his eyes off her impossible tight, incredibly sculpted ass.
Once they are in her room, Sharon doesn’t waste any time at all. She grabs Josh’s arm and leads him over to the couch. Once there, she turns him around so his back is to the cushions. Facing Josh, she pushes on his chest, dropping him to the couch.
Sharon takes a step back, putting a few feet between her and Josh, then slips her dress off, revealing her enormous, gorgeous tits. She grabs ahold of them and plays with them for a few seconds, then brings one up to her mouth and sucks on her nipple.
After her nipple is hard, Sharon pops it out of her mouth. Smiling at Josh, she gives the other nipple the same treatment, bringing it up to her mouth and sucking on it until it too is hard.
As Josh sits there, staring, his cock pressing against the material of his pants, Sharon smacks her tits a couple of times, then squeezes them together, staring directly at Josh the entire time.
He’s longing to suck on Sharon’s tits, but she still wants to tease him some more, so instead of giving him what he wants, she turns around, showing him her impossibly tight but round ass, her holes obscured only by a light gray g-string that framed her behind perfectly.
Josh would have never thought he could forget about Sharon’s tits, but her ass is so ridiculous that it overtakes his every thought. She bends over at the waist, keeping her legs perfectly straight, every muscle taut, and slips out of her g-string then drops it to the floor.
Turning her upper body so she can look at Josh, Sharon smacks her asscheeks, making them jiggle. Smiling widely, she drops onto all fours on the floor in front of him, her legs spread wide, her pussy and asshole wide open
Reaching around with her right arm, Sharon begins to rub the outside of her pussy, getting it nice and wet. After it’s warmed up, she slips two fingers inside and starts banging herself.
Once her fingers are coated with her pussy juices, Sharon slips them out of her pussy and slides them directly into her ass, using her wetness as a lube. With her body still turned so she can see Josh, she works her asshole with her fingers for a short time, then pulls them out and sticks them in her mouth.
Josh’s cock is harder than ever, pressing painfully against his pants, but he doesn’t free it. He likes the discomfort his hardness brings, and knows the longer he suffers now, the better it will feel when Sharon finally frees his cock.
For now, she turns and starts crawling towards Josh, her ass sticking way up in the air, her tits hanging low and heavy, her nipples brushing against the floor.
She reaches Josh, then stands up a
nd climbs atop him, straddling him on the couch, her ass pressing down on his hard cock, which is still in his pants.
Putting all her weight on Josh, Sharon leans forward so her tits are in his face. Then she shakes her chest from side to side, bouncing her tits off his head forcefully, using them to smack him around.
Once she’s had enough of that, Sharon grabs the back of Josh’s head and pulls him into her, smashing his face against her flesh, directly between her tits. She wraps her arms around his head, holding him in place while squeezing her tits together, trapping him against her chest with nowhere to go.
After smothering Josh with her flesh for a good ten seconds, Sharon releases him. But he barely has a chance to catch his breath before she forces one of her nipples into his mouth, still gripping the back of his head, giving him nowhere to go.
Josh sucks greedily on Sharon’s nipple, noisily drawing breath through his nose to keep air in his lungs while keeping his mouth attached to her breast like a feeding baby.
After nearly half a minute of sucking and nibbling on one nipple, Sharon switches his head over to the other for the same treatment.
Another thirty or so seconds later she yanks his head back, pulling his mouth off her nipple and allowing him a few deep breaths.
But once again Sharon barely lets him catch his breath before she jams her tongue into his mouth and starts aggressively exploring around, as though trying to take the air straight from his lungs. While they make out, Sharon runs her hands down his chest and past his stomach and starts rubbing his cock over his pants.
Josh has no problem being manhandled like this, in fact, he enjoys it. As long as Sharon wants the lead, she can have it. He’s grown to love being the submissive one, at least with the right woman. And Sharon certainly is that.
After making out for a while, Sharon pulls her lips off of Josh’s and starts sliding her body down, licking his chest and stomach along the way, until she’s sitting on the floor with her body between his legs.
Looking up at Josh with a wry smile, Sharon goes to work on his clothes, unbuckling his belt, popping the top button of his pants and then unzipping his zipper.
Once that’s done, she yanks Josh’s pants and boxers off and throws them over her shoulder, freeing up his stiff cock. Still smiling up at him from behind his cock, Sharon runs her tongue up the underside of it, taking things slowly, torturing him. After a few, deliberately-paced licks, Sharon grabs ahold of his shaft, grasping it in a death-grip, and takes the tip of his cock in her mouth.
Sharon goes to work, sucking on the head of Josh’s cock while working his shaft with her hand, using the saliva that drips down his cock as a lubricant. A few seconds later she gets her free hand involved too, grabbing ahold of his balls with it and squeezing them and yanking down on his sack.
With all that’s going on, Sharon is straddling a fine line between pleasure and pain. Josh shifts in his seat a little bit to relieve some of the pressure but that just causes her to squeeze and suck and jerk a little more aggressively.
Her mouth is moving further down on his cock now, taking it more than halfway down every time while her hand continues working his shaft, moving in time with her lips on his cock. Sharon is a true expert at sucking cock, applying just enough pressure with her mouth and hand that he can feel it but not so much that it feels too good to handle.
Josh throws his head back and stares at the ceiling. He takes a deep breath and holds it, trying to relieve some of the tension building up in his groin. He’s not in any danger of cumming yet, but he doesn’t want to get anywhere close, not this early in the proceedings. But Sharon is just so damn hot and so good at what she’s doing that it’s hard not to.
Luckily for him, Sharon is able to sense his mood and backs off a little bit, releasing her hold on his cock and shaft and just working his cock with her mouth.
After blowing him gently for half a minute, giving him a chance to calm down a bit, Sharon pulls her mouth off his cock and sits up higher, until her tits are sitting atop his legs. She sticks four fingers into her mouth, shoving them deep inside, gagging herself and summoning copious amounts of spit from her throat. She gathers this all up in her mouth, then tilts her chin downwards and lets the river of saliva drip down, directly between her glorious tits.
Josh knows exactly what’s coming next and he’s ridiculously excited. He’s wanted to fuck those tits from the moment he laid eyes on them, and now it looks like he is going to have his chance. He’s smiling wide with anticipation and his cock is harder than ever.
Sharon uses one hand to rub the saliva into her skin while jerking Josh off with the other. After a few moments of this, she presses her chest forward, inserting his cock between her tits. Once it’s in place, she releases his cock and uses her hands to press on the outside of her tits, trapping his cock in the channel between them.
As Josh watches intently, his eyes alternating between Sharon’s face and her tits, she bounces up and down, slowly at first, titty-fucking him like an expert. With her saliva acting as a lubricant, Sharon moves her body faster and faster against Josh’s cock, spitting on it occasionally to keep things nice and wet.
It isn’t long before Sharon is slamming her body up and down, the tip of Josh’s cock popping out in between the top of her tits with every pump. She squeezes them together harder, creating more friction and amplifying the pressure. But she doesn’t slow down one bit, her tits bouncing up and down faster than ever, her hair flying all over the place, her eyes locked directly on his.
Josh’s breath is ragged; he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold out. He’s never been this close to cumming after only a blow job and a titty-fuck before, but Sharon is just so damn good that he can’t help himself.
Since Sharon is showing no signs of letting up, Josh decides to take matters into his own hands. He pulls back, yanking his cock out from between her tits and gives it a couple of sharp smacks to calm it down.
Sharon flashes his a wry smile, obviously pleased to have taken him so far, so fast. From the look on her face, Josh has the distinct idea that for some reason her goal is to get him to cum as quickly as possible.
This suspicion increases when Sharon barely gives him a moment to recover before climbing atop him, straddling him with her knees on the couch and her legs folded under her body, then sliding his hard cock into her soaking wet pussy without hesitation.
Staring down at him intently, Sharon rides Josh’s cock, hammering away at him right from the get-go, taking his cock balls-deep in her pussy, her breath rate increasing but no other signs of pleasure showing on her face.
Her tits are bouncing in a mesmerizing, circular pattern. Josh can’t take his eyes off them. But when he reaches out to grab ahold of them, Sharon grips his wrists and pushes his arms back against the couch and holds them there.
Sharon maneuvers one of her tits so it’s right in front of his face then leans forward, forcing her hard nipple into Josh’s mouth. He sucks on it while Sharon continues grinding against his cock, still pinning his arms against the couch, her face a mask of intensity, any outward signs of her enjoyment still relegated to just an increased breath rate.
Sick of not getting any reaction at all from her, Josh decides to push the envelope a bit, taking Sharon’s nipple between his teeth and biting down, not too hard, but not gently either.
Sharon lets out a sharp gasp, more in surprise than pain, but with some pleasure thrown in as well. She doesn’t pull her nipple from Josh’s mouth, however, leading him to believe that she wants more. So he gives it to her, biting down a little harder this time and pulling his head back, keeping her nipple between his teeth, stretching it out.
Sharon responds by bouncing even more aggressively on his cock, hammering her body down on his with reckless abandon, not holding back whatsoever.
Josh retaliates by biting down even harder on her nipple and pulling his head back further stretching out her flesh as far as it will go, until it pops out of his mouth with an au
dible sound.
Releasing Sharon’s nipple gets Josh the reaction he wants from her in form of an f-bomb followed by a low moan of pleasure. Her façade of ice queen now broken, Josh decides to push the envelope a little bit, see if she’s willing to go where he wants to take things.
Josh sits up a bit, so their stomachs are practically touching, giving him a little more room to work. Then he runs his hands under her ass and grabs ahold of her asscheeks, spreading them wide, opening her up further to him. Sharon replies with another moan of pleasure and starts hammering down harder atop him, driving his cock deeper into her pussy and grunting more loudly with every thrust.
Keeping her ass spread open with one hand, Josh runs his other further beneath Sharon and starts rubbing her asshole with his fingers. She utters another string of curse words beneath her breath but says them in an excited manner, while increasing the intensity in which she’s bouncing on his cock even further. She’s obviously excited by this new development.
Josh is too, but he’s not content. He wants to go further.
So after rubbing the outside of Sharon’s asshole for half a minute, he hooks his fingers further under her, catching the underside of her pussy with it. After soaking his fingers with her pussy juices, he runs them back towards her asshole, then slides the tip of his freshly lubed index finger inside her anus.
Sharon gasps loudly and moans and nods her head vigorously, all while still hammering away at his cock. So Josh continues on, sliding his finger deeper inside her asshole, forcing it almost halfway in before slipping it most of the way back out then pushing it back up again.
Josh bangs away at her asshole for a little while, getting it warmed up while Sharon continues fucking him. She’s not hammering away like before; she’s slowed things down considerably and is now moving up and down in slow, measured strokes, holding him deep inside her pussy at the tail end of every thrust.
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