by Hawke, Jessa
“Are you going to come for me?” she twisted her head around so she could look into Mark's eyes as he beat up her ass with his dick.
“You're fucking right I'm going to come,” Mark said. “All over your tits. How does that sound?”
“Do it,” Ally said.
Mark pulled out of her and rushed around her prone form and flipped her over so that he could blow a huge load on her breasts. Mark was jerking himself off furiously as he exploded all over her. When his hand slowed down, he was done.
“Nice to meet you again,” Mark said. “Do you want to come clean up in our hotel suite? It's just a short walk up the beach.”
“I'll be fine,” Ally said. “I'm just going to rinse off in the ocean. I hope you two studs have a good rest of your day and spring break. Maybe we can do this again?”
“Sure!” both of them said at once.
The boys departed the hut and headed to a nearby keg that people were congregating around. Ally made her way to the sea shore and waded in, careful of broken shells that could cut her feet up. When she got up to her waist she let herself slide backward into the water until she was floating on her back. Ally had been a competitive swimmer in high school, so she was like a seal in the water. She could even fall asleep and remain floating on her back sometimes, although more often than not she would wake up sputtering water because her form had slipped and she'd sunk into the water.
Ally lounged on her back in the water for a while. The sun high above was beating down fiercely and she was in no hurry to get out of the water and burn her feet on the sand. As she lackadaisically paddled her feet, she watched gulls soaring high above her. Cancun really was a beautiful place, and Ally was glad to be there with friends. When friends crossed her mind she jolted out of the half-sleep she'd fell into while riding the ocean's gentle surf on her back. Where were her friends? Were they looking for her, worried out of their minds or were they carousing like a pack of girls that needed to get dicked down? Ally smiled as she thought of how prude Shelly and Ashley were. She knew that she'd need Tina's help to get the other girls to touch a dick, even though they both wanted it more than anything. It was just one of those things that get built into women early on, that they shouldn't fulfill their sexual needs as they see fit because, for some reason, only a man could do something like that and still be respected by everyone else. Ally just didn't buy into any of that nonsense, she thought that it really didn't matter how many guys a girl fucked, and the people that spread that kind of thinking around were the ones that wanted women in America to continue to make less than men.
Ally could tell that she was floating back to shore by how warm the water around her was getting. She hoped that she didn't beach herself on a part of the shore with a bunch of broken shell that might hurt her. Tentatively she rose to a sitting position in the water. Instantly she started to sink, but only a foot or so until her ass softly touched down on sand. She was lucky that there hadn't been something there to poke her. It would have been a hell of a story if there had been a jelly fish waiting there to sting her, right after she had just finished with the most intense sexual experience of her life.
Walking down the beach she started looking for her friends. She didn't have to look long, though. A group of boys had formed a circle a little way up the beach and that's where she discovered an orgy that had broken out. Tina was in the midst of it, getting passed from guy to guy and loving every second of it. There were about two dozen people in all that were participating, the rest of the people were just watching, drinking, and laughing along with the cries of ecstasy. Ally looked around for Ashley and Shelly, and found them on the fringe of the crowd watching.
“I can't believe she's doing that,” Shelly said to Ally when she found them. “I would have never guessed she was down with such casual sex.”
“Why not?” Ally said. “It looked to me like they were using condoms.”
“You don't think it's weird to have sex like this?” Ashley asked. “I mean, I kind of want to, but I don't know.”
“Come on, we should all jump in as well,” Ally said to her two friends. “It isn't fair that Tina get all the fun.”
She took her two friends by the hand and led them into the middle of the orgy. Shelly was a white girl with big tits who almost immediately found herself on her knees getting pounded by a huge black cock from behind. Ashley was about the same as Shelly when it came to appearance, but instead of getting fucked by a black dude she rode a muscle bound body builders cock. Ally couldn't believe that it had been that easy to get the two girls to participate, but then she realized how drunk both of them must have been and it wasn't that hard to believe anymore. For a few moments Ally was without a sexual partner but that didn't last long.
“Excuse me, sweet thing,” a black man with a dick that looked about a foot long said. “Would you mind jumping on this dick of mine? None of the little girls here can take it.”
“No problem,” Ally said.
The black man lay down alongside the other couples copulating on the beach and Ally climbed on his dick. It was big and hard, much bigger than the two boys she'd fucked earlier. This black man was no boy though, he appeared to be about three hundred pounds of finely sculpted muscle, and had a dick to match.
It took Ally about a full minute to slide all the way down his enormous dick. At first she wasn't sure if she'd be able to take it or not, but the more she thought about how deep the giant cock was going to be inside of her the more turned on she got. Finally she felt the muscular black man's balls resting against her asshole.
“Did I get all of it?” Ally asked with a giggle.
“You sure did, baby,” the man said, reaching up and giving her tits a good squeeze. “I knew you'd be able to as soon as I saw you. These skinny girls can only take little dicks, and most of the time can't even suck a big dick. A brother like me has to find a well-built woman like yourself who knows how to handle a dick.”
Ally started bouncing up and down on the black man's cock with short hops at first, but very soon she was taking the entire thing in her pussy with each stroke. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have such a giant cock inside of her.
“Hey girl,” a man said beside her.
She opened her eyes and found another big black guy wanting her attention while he stroked his massive erection.
“Would you be able to take care of this with your mouth while you keep riding?”
Ally didn't respond, but instead took the giant cock in her hands and started jerking it. When it was standing stiffly straight out from the man's body she did her best to suck it while she rode the one inside of her. The man she was blowing must have been highly aroused by what was going on around him because in a few minutes time he was unloading his come down Ally's throat. Without as much as a thank you he drifted out of the orgy and was lost in the crowd. The man underneath her must have been waiting for the other man to take off because as soon as he was gone Ally found herself face first in the sand with her ass in the air. The man she had been riding pounded her pussy mercilessly.
“Get ready for it!” he said as he quickened his pace and groaned, pulling out and releasing his load onto her ass.
After standing to survey the orgy, Ally found Tina getting fucked by three guys at the same time. Ally watched for a while, and thought about joining, but what she really wanted to do was have a drink and take a nap. Ashley and Shelly were getting passed around a group of hung black dudes who kept slapping their asses as hard as they could. Both girls were loving it, their previous hesitation completely gone.
Ally headed up the beach to their hotel and headed up to their room. She made herself a mixed drink and drifted off to sleep on the patio, the breeze from the ocean caressing her gently.
*****
“All right everyone,” Ally's Comp Lit teacher said. “I want you to take out a pen and paper. We are going to write something that isn't a five paragraph essay today, since it's your first day back from break and I don'
t want to stress anyone out or anything.”
Ally dutifully pulled out a notebook and a pen. She wondered what the assignment would be.
“Ok, now I want all of you to pen out exactly what happened on your first day of spring break. Remember, the key to good writing, besides being clear and descriptive, is writing fearlessly. So if you didn't do anything this spring break, zoom in on the minor details of life that we can all associate with. And if you did something awesome on your first day of spring break, don't be afraid to make it sound awesome.”
The class didn't seem to know what to say, which was fine by the professor.
“All right everyone. You have fifteen minutes, starting now.”
So Ally wrote about what had happened during spring break, every detail. The fifteen minutes went by quickly and before she knew it Ally was handing in the story she had written about rampant sex on the beach in Cancun. Class went on as usual, and was dismissed. On the way out her teacher asked to speak with her.
“Ally, I glanced over everyone's piece today to make sure someone didn't turn in something else thinking that I would just give everyone the same blanket grade and I couldn't help but notice how sexual yours was. Are you doing all right?”
They sat in the teacher's small office, some of the class still shuffling out of the room.
“I'm all right,” she said. “Better than all right, actually. One of the reasons that I went to Cancun for spring break was to get some dick, and not just any dick, but as much dick as possible and as big as possible. So really I'm doing awesome.”
Her teacher nodded with a blank look on his face. He was a decent looking guy in his mid-thirties, with salt and pepper hair and a muscular physique.
“And you don't have a problem having sex with so many different partners in such a short amount of time?”
“Not at all,” she said. “I think it's empowering. Sex is something that gives women all the power, contrary to what most men would have me believe. I have no problem fucking whoever I want, whenever I want.”
Her instructor shifted in his chair uncomfortably. At first Ally thought that maybe talking about sex was making him uncomfortable, but then she noticed the bulge in his pants.
“Do you want me to blow you?” she asked.
Her professor acted like he didn't know what to say, so Ally just got down on her knees in front of him and pulled his cock out of his fly. She tugged on it a little bit to get a feel for it. While it wasn't small it wasn't that big either, so she figured that if he wanted it a quick blow job it wouldn't be a big deal.
“Just sit back and enjoy,” she said.
Ally took his cock into her mouth while gently massaging his balls. She wanted to do the best job she could for her teacher in the hopes that he would give her a better grade. The more she sucked his dick the more she thought that it might be good to reach an agreement about her grades before he blew his load in her mouth. Just when he was about to come, she pulled her head away and pinched the head of his dick.
“So I'm going to get an A in this class without having to do anymore work, right?” Ally asked with a cocked eyebrow.
“I . . .uh . . . I,” the teacher said.
Ally shrugged the spaghetti straps of her shirt off her shoulders and let her huge tits push out of her clothing. She grabbed them and held them together so that her professor's cock was sandwiched in between.
“Either I get an easy A or you don't get to finish,” she said.
“Fine, you have an A!” he said.
With that he grabbed both of her tits and started to fuck them with wild abandon. Every time the head of his cock emerged between her tits she flicked her tongue out to lick the purple cock head. He was loving every second of it and started to come, shooting rope after thick white rope in to Ally's waiting mouth. When he finished he stood up and did up his pants while Ally fixed her outfit.
“So, uh, young lady,” he said. “You'll be getting an A. You don't even need to come to class anymore.”
“That's great!” Ally exclaimed.
“But you will need to meet me in my office several times a week so we can talk about your experiences.”
“Oh, really?” Ally said. “I thought you'd never ask. Are you going to fuck me hard or am I going to have to make you my bitch?”
Her teacher blushed and led her out of his small office through the classroom to the hallway.
“Have a good rest of your day Ally,” he said. “See you in two days, here, to go over some things?”
“Of course, teacher,” she said. “I can't wait for all the things we are going to talk about. I bet by the end of the semester I will know all there is to know about the five paragraph essay.”
The rest of the semester was a breeze. Ally didn't have to go to class, and just showed up every few days to talk dirty to him about spring break and let him pound her. It was the best class ever.
THE END
Stepbrother Encounter: Falling
It was turning out to be one of those not-very-busy evenings at the bar, and Emma sat behind the counter wondering if anything interesting was going to happen with her night. She had taken up a job as a bartender at The Hive, one of the most popular bars in Seattle only a couple of months ago, and during the weekdays it could get kind of boring since there were not too many patrons. Today happened to be one of those days when there was not too much activity going on and Emma was watching the clock, wishing that her shift would come to an end already so that she could just go home and snuggle under the covers of her bed and watch a couple of episodes of Downton Abbey. She lived in the basement apartment of her mother’s house, which had its positives and negatives. She loved the fact that her mother felt too guilty to charge her any rent, but she disliked the lack of privacy and intrusiveness of her mom, Lisa, and her mom’s meddling friends. “Emma, when are you going to get a real job?” and “Emma, when are you going to settle down with a nice man who will take care of you?” echoed endlessly through the house whenever she saw her mom’s friends, especially her best friend Linda, whom Emma found to be incredibly annoying. Often when Emma would hear Linda’s loud and screechy voice booming through the house, she would hideout in the basement, pretending to sleep or be really consumed by the something on Facebook just to avoid having to interact with Linda.
Lisa, Emma’s mom, was spending a lot of time with her new fiancé, George, who seemed like a really nice guy, although Emma really didn’t know him that well. She had the occasional dinner with her mom and George, and they made some small talk, but felt like she didn’t really know anything about his life. One thing was for sure: it was odd how her mother always seemed to have such a blossoming love life while Emma's love life generally sucked.
Emma Warden had turned twenty five two months ago and it was becoming very disturbing to her at the fact that she could not seem to find the sort of man to fulfill her desires the way that she so desperately wanted. It seemed as if all the men that she met only seemed to want sex, which to Emma was something sacred even though she too had her urges and would occasionally go out with some guy just to quench them. She was beginning to toy with the idea that maybe she just ought to pack it up and get the hell out of town. One of her childhood friends, Tina, kept inviting her to Miami telling her that there were plenty of good men there and that it would not be long before Emma could get hitched, and although she had thought about it pretty often, she never really seriously considered going there. The other thing that she had never seriously thought about was getting hitched. Marriage did not look like the thing for her since she felt like it came with way too much baggage, something that she did not want to carry around with her. She enjoyed her freedom, the freedom of not having to answer to any one person but to do whatever she pleased.
“Hmm, I've seen that look on your face before,” Billy, her supervisor said cheerfully as he stepped up the counter of the bar to join her. “What are we doing here? Thinking about men again?”
“Billy, the world is
full of many things other than men,” Emma smiled up at him, slapping him against the shoulder, and happy for some company at last to fill these boring gaps of time at work.
“Ha! If I recall correctly, you’re in the middle of a pretty lengthy dry spell. I think what you need is someone who can bone you really good and hard. It would clear out your head a little, you know,” he said, walking over to the counter computer and beginning to go through the accounts. It was typical for Billy to talk so openly and matter-of-factly about sex. Emma appreciated that straight-to-the-point quality about him. “Today we don’t seem very busy. How about you and I sneak out to the back for a little fun, believe me, you will come back feeling more alive than you ever could imagine?”
“You really ought to get some realistic dreams that could actually come true,” she laughed as she looked at the man who seemed to have had a crush on her from the time that she joined the establishment, but one that she preferred to keep as just a colleague and not sex partner.
“Well, I'm outta here, when cobwebs start growing down there, don’t say that I didn’t ask you,” he smiled at her, kissing her lightly on the cheek as he made his way past her and out of the counter.
“Goodnight, Billy.”
Emma glanced again at her watch. Well, at least it was almost eleven and she would be ending her shift pretty soon. There were just a couple more customers left and by the time that she finished taking inventory of all the bottles for the night, they would all be gone. She looked at Sandi, one of the waitresses, flirting with a much older guy than her and wondered how she did it so naturally. It seemed as if Sandi had a different guy to take her out every night after they closed the bar, and today was no different. She could see that they guy had his hand under her dress uniform and it was obvious that he was busy fingering her very openly. That reminded Emma again of how long she had been without sex. The last time was with some lawyer who had come to the pub several months ago. He seemed at first to be pretty exciting to be with, but when they finally got to a hotel, Emma regretted going there with him. The guy had no regard for her needs and basically masturbated with her body. No foreplay, he lasted two minutes, and then had barely come before blacking out. It had left her feeling even more unsatisfied and needier than before. That was one of the reasons that she really hated one night stands and had vowed that she would never go on another one.
