Talented Babes - 4 Dirty Stories

by AE Publications

  I mean, think about it, what kind of woman provides a more memorable experience?

  A smoking hot young chick who just lies there like a dead fish?

  Or the older freak who goes crazy on you in bed, no matter what she looks like?

  I don’t know about you, but for me it’s not even close. I’ve been with my share of tight-bodied, firm-breasted, natural 18-year beauties, and even the best ones in the sack don’t compare to the average 35-year old housewife I’ve spent time in bed with.

  Now, maybe I’ve just been very unlucky with the younger girls and extremely fortunate with the older ones but I don’t think so. The numbers just don’t bear it out. And discussions with other men who’ve experienced the same thing as me are far more prevalent than other way around.

  Of course, there are always those absolute freaks of nature; women that are young, gorgeous, and uninhibited in bed, but they are very few and extremely far between. If you’ve got yourself a woman like that, by all means hold on to her with everything you’ve got. But for the rest of you I have a little advice:

  Stop trolling the bars and start trolling the neighborhood.

  Trust me.

  You’ll be very happy with the results.

  #

  Like most men, I’ve had my share of failed relationships over the years—numerous fuck-buddies, the occasional girlfriend and even an ex-wife—but a few years ago I was one of my single times. I hadn’t sworn off women, but I certainly wasn’t going around actively looking to hook up with one. It just wasn’t something I felt like dealing with right then.

  Sports, pizza, beer, golf, poker, going out with the guys, those were the sort of things I was focusing on at the time. I wanted to enjoy myself without having to worry about who I was waking up next to, the late-night phone calls, the awkward conversations, those sorts of things.

  Life was good, if a little bit empty. But that was fine. I was having a good time, doing enough things to avoid dwelling on my lack of a woman (or even a series of women) in my life. I was happy enough living the solitary life. Or so I thought. Looking back, I was missing that one crucial element. Excitement.

  Until I met Eva.

  I first saw her at a popular lunch spot downtown. I was eating alone, as usual, just trying to make it through another day of work, when she sat down at the table across from mine.

  Although quite attractive, Eva he wasn’t the type of woman I’d normally look twice at. She was a good ten years older than me—mid thirties, at least—and dressed like a businesswoman. She was just about my height and extremely well put together. Not completely natural but no too much makeup either and she sure didn’t seem to be trying to hide her years. She was the kind of woman I looked at once, admired from afar for a few seconds, then didn’t think about again. It’s not that I didn’t think older women were attractive back then, it’s just that they didn’t really show up on my radar in any meaningful way.

  Thankfully, I showed up on hers.

  I was almost finished with my lunch when she caught me eye and flashed me a wry smile. I smiled back, just to be polite, and much to my surprise, just like that, she stood up and started walking towards me.

  “Hey there,” Eva said. “Mind if I join you?”

  “Not at all,” I said, somewhat apprehensively. I was desperately trying to figure out if I already knew her from somewhere, figuring that was the only reason she’d be sitting down with me, but I couldn’t place her.

  “You look confused,” Eva said.

  “Well, I sort of am,” I replied, taking a sip from my drink.

  “Why’s that?” she said. “Haven’t you ever been hit on by an older woman before?”

  My drink caught in my throat and I coughed some of it onto the table. Eva just smiled ruefully.

  “Is that what’s happening here?” I finally managed to say after getting myself under control.

  “Well, it was,” Eva said. “At least until you almost choked on your drink. Now I’m not so sure.” From her tone it was obvious she was joking.

  “Yeah, that was pretty smooth, wasn’t it?” I said. “I’m a regular Don Juan.”

  Eva laughed, a deep, husky sound. Not only was it super sexy, it lit up her face too, revealing the depth of her beauty. She was an incredibly attractive woman.

  “Well, lucky for you I had my mind made up before I came over here,” she said.

  “Made up about what?” I replied.

  “About what I wanted to do to you.”

  “And what was that?” I said, not wanting to be too presumptuous. But my cock knew what she wanted to do. And it also knew what it wanted to do to her. It was already standing at full attention.

  Eva leaned over and whispered into my ear. “I want to take you back to my place and ravage you,” she said in a deep, raspy, sexy voice. “I want to show you what twenty years of experience in the bedroom looks like.”

  I swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

  Eva leaned back and said aloud, “So what do you think?”

  I didn’t have to answer her in words. My smile was answer enough.

  #

  Twenty minutes later we were back at her place, a luxury high-rise condo on the twentieth story in the heart of downtown.

  Eva had disappeared into her bedroom to slip into something more comfortable. I was sitting fully clothed on the couch when she came walking out, strutting slowly towards me, wearing a lacy black top that showed off her huge tits, a matching g-string, black fishnet leggings and four-inch fuck-me pumps.

  Freed of all her business setup, she was even hotter than I’d realized. She had long, straight, black hair and she’d put on heavy makeup, including lots of black eyeliner. She was stacked like a brick shithouse; not fat by any means, but well-built, with a huge, bubbly ass which, along with her tits, had been hidden by her previous outfit. Plus she had strong legs, wide hips and full lips.

  As I sat on the couch with my excitement (not to mention my cock) growing larger with every passing second, she approached me, stopping a few feet away, standing there, staring down at me.

  “Do you like what you see?” Eva asked, towering over me.

  “I fucking love it,” I replied.

  “That’s good to hear,” she said. “Now sit back and relax while I put on a little show for you.”

  Over the course of the next few minutes, Eva danced and stripped to her own internal music, taking off all her clothes except her fishnets, and playing with her pussy along the way, banging herself with her fingers, getting all warmed up.

  Once she was lathered up, she dropped to her knees and crawled towards me, her ass in the air, swinging back and forth. I adjusted my position on the couch to account for the growing tent in my pants, smiling as she arrived. She spread my legs and continued crawling forward until her head was mere inches from my groin.

  Looking up at me with a serious, intent expression, she slowly undid my zipper, reached in, and pulled my cock out. It was rock hard, sticking straight up just from the anticipation.

  “Not bad,” she said, sizing up my cock. “Not bad at all.”

  “Thanks,” I said, realizing immediately how stupid it sounded but not really caring.

  “I have to admit, it’s bigger than I was expecting,” Eva said as she grabbed ahold of my cock and started to slowly move her hand up and down. She slapped my cock against her cheek a few times. “Much bigger indeed.”

  She spit on my cock, staring at it as the saliva dripped down the length of my shaft. Right before the stream of saliva reached my balls she lapped it up with her tongue, which she then ran up the underside of my cock until she reached the tip. Staring up at me, maintaining eye contact the entire time, she ran her tongue up and down my cock repeatedly, each time starting at my sack and ending at the tip.

  Then, moving deliberately, taking her time, she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock.

  She continued to stare at me as she made a tight seal with her lips and ran them over the ridge th
at separated the head of my cock from the shaft. I shifted in my seat and moaned softly, watching with amazement as she worked my cock.

  Eva sucked on the tip of my cock while her hand continued jerking me off as little tendrils of spit ran down my shaft. It wasn’t long before her head was dropping further down, taking my cock deeper into her mouth with every pass.

  She worked my cock like an expert, her saliva getting my shaft nice and slippery for her hand, allowing her to jerk me off pretty aggressively without exerting too much pressure.

  After a while, she released her grip on my cock and blew me solely with her mouth, taking me further and further down with every thrust until she was swallowing my entire cock.

  Wet, slippery sounds escaped from Eva’s mouth as she went down on my cock, leaving it soaking wet with her saliva.

  After a full minute of blowing me while seated, I decided I wanted a little more control of the situation, so I climbed to my feet, keeping my cock in her mouth the whole time.

  Once standing, I put my hands on her head and held it in place while I fucked her face with my cock, slamming it in and out of her mouth while she gagged and coughed and drooled saliva everywhere.

  After forcing my cock all the way down her throat and holding it there for a few seconds, I relaxed my hold on her head. She stayed in place, deepthroating me like a champ for another five seconds before pulling away.

  Smiling, she gasped for breath and looked up at me with excited eyes and mascara dripping down her face.

  “Talk about impressive,” I said, grinning down at Eva. “That was incredible.”

  “Thanks, baby,” she said. “I aim to please.”

  “Well, you’re certainly doing that,” I said, helping her to her feet. “Now it’s my time to reciprocate.”

  “If you insist,” she said as I lifted her up and dumped her onto the couch, onto her back, her legs spread and her pussy facing me. Standing above her, I watched as she played with herself, sliding her fingers in and out of her wet pussy.

  “That looks like fun,” I said. “Mind if I join in?”

  “Be my guest,” Eva replied with a smile. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth, cleaning them of her juices.

  I dropped to my knees, spread her legs even further, and buried my face between her legs.

  Eva let out a little gasp as I went to work, licking and tonguing her snatch with reckless abandon, not taking my time at all, just going to town.

  I slid two fingers inside her while continuing to eat her out, my fingers banging away with intensity while she moaned and groaned above me. Glancing up, I caught a look at her face. It was screwed into an expression of intense concentration mixed in with healthy amounts of pleasure. She was clearly enjoying herself.

  “Holy fuck, just like that,” she said between gasps. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

  I slid another finger into her pussy, making it three total. They barely fit at first but she quickly loosened up as I continued banging away.

  One of Eva’s hands dropped down and started rubbing at her snatch while the other groped at one of her tits. Between her two hands, my fingers, and my tongue, it was a blur of motion and movement, all for the same purpose. Eva’s pleasure.

  With so much attention on Eva, it wasn’t long before an orgasm announced its presence. It started with an increase in the speed which her fingers were working her clit, followed by her breath getting faster, then louder moans. These symptoms were followed by a tensing up of her entire body, which quickly led to a release of epic proportions, with Eva’s entire body quivering madly. Next she let out a little scream, followed by an explosion of juices from her pussy as she squirted all over me, drenching my face as though I’d stepped into a shower.

  “Holy fucking shit,” she said breathlessly once she’d regained her composure. “That was incredible.”

  “I’m glad you liked it,” I said, standing up.

  “Liked it? I fucking loved it,” Eva said. “I had no idea you were so talented.”

  “And I had no idea you were such a squirter,” I replied.

  “Yeah, sorry about that.”

  “Sorry? What the hell for? I loved it.”

  “Really?” she said, sounding surprised.

  “Hell yes,” I said. “The filthier the better as far as I’m concerned.”

  Eva laughed and shook her head.

  “What’s so funny?” I asked.

  “Nothing,” she replied, grinning madly. “It’s just that I would have never guessed you were such a pervert.”

  “Well, I am,” I said. “I hope that’s okay.”

  “It’s fucking great,” Eva said, her smile growing even bigger. “I’ve been on the prowl for a man that can give me what I need.”

  “And what is that, exactly?” I asked.

  “Everything,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “All the time.”

  “Well, I’ll see what I can do,” I replied as I climbed to my feet and slipped my still rock-hard cock into her pussy.

  We both let out simultaneous sighs of pleasure as I entered her.

  “Your cock feels so good inside of me,” Eva said as I moved slowly against her. “Give it to me, baby. Give me that huge cock of yours.”

  And so I did, gradually picking up the pace until I was hammering her good in long, fast strokes. I grabbed one of her massive tits with one hand and squeezed while my other stayed on the couch for balance.

  “Holy shit, just like that,” she screamed. “Just like that! Right there, right there!”

  My cock slammed into her, bottoming out with every thrust. Our bodies smacked together, filling the room with the sounds of sex.

  “Keep fucking me,” Eva said, her voice pleading and directed at the same time. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

  And cum she did, big time, squirting juices out of her pussy so forcefully that my cock slid out of her pussy.

  I immediately dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pussy once more, lapping up the leftover juices as best as I could.

  “You like that shit, do you?” Eva said. “You like it when a woman squirts?”

  “I love it,” I replied.

  “That’s so fucking hot,” she said.

  Instead of replying, I went to work on her asshole with my tongue. It wasn’t planned or anything, I was simply so turned on by her squirting that it just happened.

  “Oooohhh, getting a little nasty there, are you?” Eva said.

  “Just a bit,” I said, pulling my tongue off her asshole for a moment.

  “Is that how you like it?” Eva said. “Are you an ass man?”

  I nodded. “Is that okay with you?”

  “Okay? Hell, I fucking love a little ass play,” she groaned as I slid the tip of my tongue back into her asshole.

  After going to town on her asshole for a bit, I climbed back up to my knees and sidled up to Eva and slipped my cock back into her pussy. I grabbed ahold of her leg and used it to anchor myself, pulling her body back into mine as I hammered away at her snatch.

  Her tits were bouncing in front of me, mesmerizing me with their rhythm. I was transfixed, staring at them, unable to pull my eyes away.

  Smiling, she lifted my chin until I was looking at her eyes. I was expecting to be chastised, but instead she said, “I know what you want. You want to fuck these big titties of mine, don’t you?”

  I nodded, not sure if I could even speak my excitement level was so high.

  “Then sit down and get comfortable,” she said. “And I’ll take you places where you’ve never been.”

  So I slammed my cock into her a couple more times then I slid it out and climbed of her and dropped onto the couch.

  While I adjusted my position, Eva dropped to the floor in front of me, right between my legs. Staring up at me, she slid four fingers into her mouth and jammed them down her throat. After banging her throat with her fingers for a few seconds, she gagged and
coughed, eliciting a thick was of deep saliva. She spit it on her hand then rubbed it into her chest, making her tits gleam in the light. Then she spit some saliva on my rock-hard dick. She rubbed that in too, jerking me off to spread it all over.

  “Are you ready for my big fat titties?” she asked, staring up at me with a smile on her face and her hand still grasping my cock.

  “Hell yeah,” I said. “I can’t wait.”

  Eva adjusted her position a bit, sitting higher up, so her tits were at the same level as my cock. Then she leaned in closer to me and spit on my cock one more time then stuck it between her tits.

  “Holy fuck,” I say as she wrapped her tits around my cock and squeezed them together. “That feels fucking incredible.”

  “You like that,” she said, bouncing up and down on my cock. “You like fucking my big giant titties?”

  I nodded vigorously as Eva continued to bounce on my cock, the tip of it popping out in-between the top of her tits at the end of every stroke. She squeezed harder, engulfing my cock in her massive tits. The pressure was nearly unbearable as she squeezed and bounced with ever-growing intensity.

  I was perilously close to cumming when Eva backed up for a moment, just long enough to spit on my cock one more time before sliding it back between her tits and starting up again.

  The extra spit made the pressure a little more bearable, as my cock glided along her skin without too much friction, keeping me right on the edge of enjoying myself without being in any danger of cumming.

  Until she upped the pressure, at least.

  Staring directly at me, her mouth turned up in a little smile, Eva squeezed tighter and bounced harder, until my cock was touching the bottom of her chin. The tip was white from lack of blood flow and I was holding on with everything I had to keep from cumming.

  Finally I couldn’t take it anymore, so I quickly backed away and scrambled off to the side the couch.

  “I take it you liked that?” she said, smiling wickedly.

  “A little bit too much,” I said, laughing under my breath. “I need to cool down for a few seconds.”

  “Fair enough,” Eva said, climbing onto the couch. She positioned herself so she was sitting sideways on the couch, on her hands and knees, facing away from me, her ass right in my face.