“Do you like that,” Matt said, mimicking her tone from earlier. “Do you like it when I take you from behind?”
Nikki turned her upper body so she could look back at him and nodded in reply.
“I fucking love it,” she said, smiling wickedly.
“Do you want it harder?” he said.
“Fuck yes,” Nikki replied. “As hard as you can give it to me.”
Matt ran his hands up her back grabbed ahold of her shoulders, pulling back on them as his hips came forward, forcing his cock deeper inside her.
“Holy shit yes,” she said. “That’s what I’m fucking talking about. Give it to me nice and deep. I want every inch of you inside me.”
Nikki’s dirty talking just revved Matt up even more. He turned up the intensity, slamming his hips forward, causing her ass to ripple with every thrust, forcing his cock deeper inside her.
“That’s right,” Nikki said, practically screaming. “Pound it. Fuck my little cunt. Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me just like that. Just like that!”
Matt hammered into Nikki a few more times before slowing things down to catch his breath. Keeping his cock inside her, he reached down and grabbed her asscheeks and spread them wide. After admiring the view for a few seconds, he started moving against her, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy in slow, deep pumps.
“Does that feel good?” Nikki asked.
“Fuck yes,” Matt replied. He’d always enjoyed fucking slowly, even more so than pounding a girl. It was more sensual, more romantic. But it also increased the sensitivity tenfold, which wasn’t always good thing. Not unless he wanted to cum within minutes. Which was why he gradually sped things up, moving against more quickly with every thrust.
“Do you like spreading my pussy open so you can see?” Nikki said. “So you can watch your cock going in and out of me?”
“I fucking love it,” Matt replied, steadily increasing the rhythm until he was once again hammering away at her, their bodies coming together with a wet slap.
“Do you like that?” she said. “Do you like my pussy throbbing around your dick? Do you feel those big pussy lips wrapped around it?”
Matt didn’t reply. He was too busy fucking the shit out of her.
“Fuck me,” Nikki said, practically snarling the words, over and over. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
Matt did as Nikki asked, giving her everything he had, even throwing in a couple slaps to the ass while he pummeled her from behind.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Nikki cried. “I’m going to fucking cum!”
Reaching deep into his reserves, Matt kept it up, pounding away at Nikki until her body tensed up and then released, her legs quivering and shaking as her pussy drenched his cock with juices.
After Nikki’s orgasm had passed, she pushed her hips forward, drawing Matt’s cock from her pussy. She spun around and dropped to her knees, talking the whole time.
“I want to suck it,” she said. “I want to clean my cum off your cock. Can I do that? Is that okay with you?”
Smiling, Matt nodded.
Returning his grin, Nikki ran her tongue over his cock, licking it clean of her cum. “I taste so fucking good,” she said. “I love licking my cum off your cock.” She took the head of his cock in her mouth and started to suck, gradually moving further and further down until she was nearly swallowing the entire thing.
“I love it too,” Matt said. “Too much, I’m afraid,” he added, reaching down and hooking his arms under Nikki’s shoulders and pulling her to her feet.
Once she was standing, he lifted her up and set her ass down on the table, then pushed on her shoulders, guiding her onto her back.
“I need a little break,” he said as he spread her legs and squatted down until his face was at the same level as her pussy. “Do you mind?”
Without waiting for an answer, he dove in, smashing her face between her legs, running his tongue up and down her pussy.
“Not at all,” Nikki said, drawing out the words. “You can eat my pussy whenever the hell you feel like it.”
Matt went to town, working her pussy with tons of energy, licking her snatch and sucking on her pussy lips and driving his tongue inside her and exploring around. Nikki was soaking wet, drenching his entire face with her juices.
“Holy shit you’re good at that,” she said, her voice filled with pleasure.
“You like that, do you?” Matt replied, coming up for air, looking up at her.
“I fucking love it,” Nikki said. Leaning forward, she grabbed his head with both hands and pulled his face into her, smashing it up against her flesh, smothering him. Matt flicked his tongue in and out of her pussy while she moaned above him.
Eventually Nikki let him go. But Matt wasn’t done yet. He started working her clit with his mouth, pressing his tongue against it with as much force as he could muster.
Nikki let out a little yelp and bucked against him hard enough to make the table move. The expression on her face was a combination of determination and pleasure and her chest was heaving with exertion.
Matt glanced up at her and saw how into it she was. He decided she was enjoying it so much he’d take things even further. While his tongue still worked her clit, he slid two fingers into her pussy and starting banging away, moving them in and out as quickly as he could, not taking it easy at all.
“Holy fuck,” she said, drawing the word out in pleasure. She tilted her head back, losing herself, her chin pointed towards the ceiling and her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she let out a long, low, wordless groan.
Feeling emboldened, Matt squeezed another finger inside her. It was a tight fit, forcing him to slow down for a few seconds while she adjusted. But she quickly loosened up and he went back to slamming his fingers in and out of her, forcing them in as far as he could with as much speed as possible. Her pussy was soaking wet, her juices flowing like a stream, allowing him to hammer away at her without any resistance whatsoever.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Nikki cried. “Right there, right fucking there! Oh my god you’re so fucking good at that. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna fucking cum again!”
And just like that, she let out a little screech and her pussy released another torrent of juices, drenching Matt’s face even further.
Once her orgasm had passed, Nikki grabbed two handfuls of Matt’s hair and pulled him to his feet. “Come here. Come on, get up here,” she said.
Matt did so willingly. Even though he thoroughly enjoyed eating her pussy, he was ready to move on to the main course.
“Enough playing around,” Nikki said, running her tongue along his face, licking her pussy juices off his skin. “I need you inside me.”
She grabbed ahold of his stiff cock and jerked him off while simultaneously sticking her tongue in his mouth. While they continued to make out, Nikki pulled Matt towards her, guiding his cock into her wet, waiting pussy.
Nikki gasped slightly as Matt entered her, his cock sliding in with ease. They made out for a few more seconds before Matt broke off the kiss and started to slowly move his cock in and out of her pussy.
The relaxed approach didn’t last long, however; both of them were way too riled up to take things slow at this point. And as wet as Nikki’s pussy was, it was impossible to anyhow.
Matt gradually increased the speed and intensity in which his cocked slammed into Nikki until he was giving her the entire thing, from tip to base, in aggressive, hammering thrusts. The table rocked and squeaked beneath them as their bodies came together in wet smacks, their eyes locked together, both wearing expressions of pure joy.
“Your cock feels so fucking good,” Nikki said. “Ohmygod your cock feels fucking amazing.”
Hearing Nikki’s voice just got Matt more excited. “Keep on talking,” he said. “I want to hear your voice while I fuck you.”
“Yeah?” Nikki asked. “You like that, huh? You like me egging you on? It turns you on, does it?”
; Matt nodded his head and hammered her even harder. He was still a little ways away from orgasm but rapidly gaining ground and he wanted to give it to her as hard and fast as possible before he was finished for good.
“Holy shit that feels fucking great,” Nikki said, the tone of her voice getting higher-pitched with every utterance. “Yeah, come and get it. This is your pussy. You can do whatever you want to it. You own it.”
Emboldened even further by Nikki’s words, Matt grabbed one of her legs and threw it over his shoulder, then wrapped his arms around her thigh and turned her to the side just a bit, altering the angle of entry and allowing him to penetrate her more deeply.
“Goddammit!” Nikki cried out. ““That’s right, pound it, pound that fucking pussy!”
With every word that came out of Nikki’s mouth, Matt got a little more excited, a little closer to orgasm. But still he wanted more.
So he lifted his leg, putting one foot up on the table to gain even more leverage. Gripping Nikki’s leg more tightly, using her body for balance, he went after her with everything he had, his body sweating, his chest heaving, his breath shortening as he hammered away at her pussy, his balls slapping up against her ass with every thrust, his cock pushing up against something deep inside her before sliding most of the way out to start the process again.
“Fuck me,” Nikki cried out. “Come on, fuck me like you mean it! Fuck me like the little slut I am! Hammer me with that fucking cock! Hammer me!”
Matt was bone-tired from exertion, but still he didn’t slow down, pushing through all the boundaries of exhaustion to fuck Nikki like he’d never fucked another woman before, their bodies slapping together with a wet sound that echoed about the room, the table barely standing upright, Nikki’s tits flopping around madly, her eyes wild, her hair everywhere, her face a mask of pleasure.
“Holy fuck I’m going to cum again,” she said in a breathless burst. “I’m gonna cum all over your fucking cock. Keep fucking me. Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!”
Even though he was mere seconds away from cumming himself, Matt did as Nikki asked, continuing to defy his body and pound away at her pussy while desperately holding off on his orgasm until she’d had another one.
Luckily for him it was only a few more seconds before Nikki’s body shuddered for the third time that evening, releasing yet another torrent of her juices from her pussy, making things even wetter than ever down there.
But Matt was too close to slow down at this point, even for a moment. He still hammered away at Nikki’s pussy even as she recovered from her orgasm.
Nikki was an experienced woman; she knew exactly what was happening. She could read it on Matt’s face, could intuit it from his body-language.
“Are you ready to cum?” she asked, her tone softer now, sexy and alluring.
Matt nodded.
“You want to cum all over this slutty face of mine?” she asked.
He nodded again, unable to speak even if he’d wanted to.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” Nikki said. “Are you ready?”
He nodded for the third time.
Nikki slid her body back, allowing his cock to slip out of her pussy. In a flash she was on her knees on the floor, her face directly in front of his cock. She took it in her mouth and sucked on the tip while jerking the shaft with her hand.
“Fucking give it to me,” Nikki said, popping his cock out of her mouth. “Come on, baby, cum all over my face.”
She worked his cock with her hand for a couple more seconds and then Matt was there. He grunted softly and his face screwed up in a twist and then his body tensed for a moment before releasing, sending a rope of sperm shooting out of his cock and splashing against her pretty face.
Nikki continued jerking Matt off while he came: four, five, six loads shooting out of his cock, covering her face in white, leaving ropes of sperm on her forehead, in her hair, on her cheeks, her chin, her nose, and in her mouth.
Staring up at Matt as he shimmied and shook and tried to catch his breath, Nikki wrapped her lips around his cock one last time and sucked on the tip, drawing the lest remnants of cum from him.
Matt stared down at her with a huge smile on his face, her cum-covered face perversely making her even sexier than ever, which was quite a feat.
Nikki milked Matt completely dry then pulled her mouth off his cock for the last time and climbed to her feet. Matt grabbed his t-shirt from the ground and handed it to her so she could wipe her face off.
“My God that was a monster load,” Nikki said as she cleaned her face with his shirt.
“Tell me about it,” Matt said. “I’ve never cum like that before.”
“That’s because you’ve never been with a girl like me before,” Nikki replied.
“Ain’t that the truth,” he said. “But what I really want to know is if I ever will again.”
Nikki flashed him a playful little smirk. “Be with a girl like me again? Or be with me again?”
“As far as I can tell, there aren’t any other girls like you,” Matt said. “You’re one of a kind.”
Nikki’s smirk turned into a genuine smile. “Keep on saying things like that and I’m pretty sure this won’t be the only time we’re doing something like this.”
“That’s all it’s going to take?” Matt said, offering a playful grin of his own. “A few kind words?”
“As long as you mean them,” she replied. “And, of course, you have to be able repeat this performance again. And maybe even step things up a little bit.”
“Oh, that won’t be much of a problem,” he said, laughing. “In fact, it’s the easiest thing in the world.”
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SLUTTY WITH A CHANCE OF ANAL
THE ADVENTURES OF A SLUT MAGNET: VOLUME THREE
SCOTTY DIGGLER
They say you can’t judge a book by it’s cover, and sometimes they are right. But sometimes they aren’t. Sometimes the cover reflects the book perfectly, especially if it’s hand-picked for a desired effect. After all, they also say that if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck it must be a duck.
I tend to go with the second saying. Most of the time people are what they project.
I’m not gonna lie; when girls are dressed like a slut it’s real easy to treat them like a piece of meat. After all, that’s what they want, right? Why else would they be walking around with their tits hanging and ass literally hanging out, showing the world their goods? So someone will notice their personality? I don’t think so.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’d never go so far as to suggest that girls like that are just asking to get raped. Not at all. But what I am saying is that if I end up having consensual sex with them, I’m not going to be inclined to treat them gently. There isn’t going to be any sweet loving or passionate sex or making love to a girl like that. In that situation I’m going to fuck them like an animal. I’m going to treat them like a slut who’s willing to do whatever I want, who can take whatever I can dish out. And I’m not going to feel guilty about it. Not one bit.
I figure a girl who dresses like a slut deserves to be treated as such. Kind of like when kids dress up like gangbangers. If they get jumped on the street, are you surprised at all? Sure, maybe they didn’t deserve it, but you can’t really be surprised by it. In the eyes of the world, you are what you project. And when a girl projected SLUT in big bold letters, most likely, she was one. Or wanted to treated like one at the very least.
Like this girl I met the other night. Her name was Bella, and she was exactly as advertised.
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It was a Friday night and I was at an Irish Pub a few blocks from my house, drinking some beers and scoping out the women. The pub was a popular hangout for the local college kids, a place to come at the end of the night and throw down a few beers before heading back home. They had a reputation for not looking to closely at ID’s, plus cheap prices and a reasonably comfortable atmosphere.
I was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a collared s
hirt. Nothing close to my normal attire, but perfect for the occasion. I’d scored many times in just such an outfit; it seemed to attract the kind of young women that inevitably ended up at this specific location on these nights.
But tonight it looked like I was going to strike out. I’d had a few beers and so far hadn’t really gotten anywhere and was considering hanging it up for the night. I pulled out my phone and saw that it was pushing 1AM and decided to have one last beer before tapping out. It turned out to be a great decision.
I ordered a Killian’s from the bartender and sat down at the bar. I had just taken my first drink when I saw a young woman enter that was utterly unlike anyone else that I’d ever seen in the place.
She was of Latin descent, with long, silky, dark brown hair and olive skin. Young, in her early twenties at the oldest, with a gorgeous face; big brown eyes, full lips, sultry nose, and lots of makeup, especially around the eyes.
She was wearing a short pink and black dress that barely covered her ass and showed off her ridiculous body. Tall and thin and fit but still soft, with curvy hips, a plump ass and firm, full breasts.
On her feet she had black leather studded pumps with four-inch heels, making her already long legs look like they went on forever. And to top things off her toe and finger nails were painted black.
She was gorgeous and sexy and slutty and incredible. Absolutely perfection.
She’d come in alone, looking around the place as though she was searching for someone specific. It quickly became apparent that whoever she was supposed to meet here hadn’t showed up. And without a good reason to stay, she wasn’t going to be in the pub for long at all; it just wasn’t her kind of place. I knew I needed to act fast. So I scooped up my beer and headed over towards her.
I decided to test my theory in the most straight-forward way possible. Walking up to her, I simply said: “Do you want to go back to my place and fuck?”
“Are you serious?” she asked, speaking like she wasn’t all that surprised to hear that exact question, like she’d been asked it a hundred times before.
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