Once: A Collection of Sinfully Sexy and Twisted Tales

by Anthology

  I step out of the shower and grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. I wipe off the mirror and grab the trimmers to clean up my facial hair.

  I have a goatee and my chin is pierced. I finish shaving and spray some panty puller cologne on called “Pleasures” and I intend on giving a female great deal of pleasure tonight.

  I walk over to my closet and I know what I am going to wear tonight. I grab my dark denim jeans that look worn. I grab my dark shirt and my belt. I grab the Doc Martins off the shelf and get ready.

  It don’t take long for me to be walking out the door. I grab the black leather jacket off the hook, lockup, and head to the garage where my pride and joy is currently waiting for me to ride her. I turn the key and the purr of her engine excites me.

  Maybe one day I will get something other than my Harley, but not in the near future. I have no kids and no wife and that is not in my cards.

  Before I know it I am whipping in and out of traffic and the breeze is nice. I love New Mexico, not hot or cold.

  Before long, I am pulling into the parking lot of “Bailed Out” and hear the steady beat of the music that is already playing.

  It is only half past nine but already there is a good amount of people waiting to get in. I nod my head to the bouncer and he lets me in and I am immediately hit with the smell of booze, sweat, and sex, and oh how I love that smell. This is my night. I will be myself tonight only.

  Chapter Three

  “Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” Confucius

  Addyson

  I pull up to “Bailed Out” and I notice this sex on a stick getting off his hog. I have to fan myself because I have always had a thing for a man on a Harley, and this is no ordinary Harley, this one is all chromed out and is still warm. I really should not walk over but there is something about this bike that is screaming at me.

  So I adjust my shoulders, stand straight, adjust the girls and walk towards him. He is placing his helmet on the handle bars, but my cell phone rings and I can’t talk to him because it is Jaz.

  “Hey hooker, you should see this sex god that got off this bike.”

  “I will see you in a few, the girls decided no movie tonight and we are right around the corner, wait for us and we walk in together.”

  “Ok, but just so you know I will find this gorgeous creature and I will make him mine tonight.”

  “Watch your men ladies, Addy has taken claim on some man on a Harley.” Jasmine giggles.

  Oh no I don’t want to claim him, I want to ride his Hog. Hell, Jaz I don’t even want to know if he is married. This is a one night stand I can handle.

  “Addy, I can’t believe that just came out your mouth.

  “Well suck it up buttercup, because I don’t even want to know his name. I just want to love him and leave him. Tonight only I am going to get mine. And who cares what happens tomorrow.”

  “Girl, just make sure you have him wrap that shit up.”

  Yeah no shit, I don’t have time for a crying baby and a man that will not even be there. I want kids but I am in no hurry for the little demons.

  “Geez, Addy, tell us how you really feel.” Said Jasmine.

  “I mean don’t get me wrong one day but tonight I want pure unadulterated hard core sex. No regrets and no limitations, just pure fucking joy.”

  “Well, then hells bells let’s get inside and start drinking and dancing. So she can go get her freak on.”

  “Bout damn time, I thought I would die of thirst!”

  We get to the door and we are all looking sexy as hell and the bouncer lets us right in. I immediately scan the bar for the sex on a stick. But no such luck.

  Ok ladies, I am going to get a drink, but before I can even finish my sentence they are off on the dance floor. I have to get liquid courage first, so I make a beeline to the bar.

  “Hey darlin’ what’s your damage tonight?” Dawson the sexy bartender asks.

  “I want a sex on the beach, and a double shot of Jose’ and keep em’ coming. I will leave my card on file and close out at the end of the night.

  “Okay darlin’ that works for me.”

  As Dawson is making my drink I look over at the bar and who do I see, none other than Mr. Harley himself. “Holy shit!” I mumble to myself. But I guess I am not whispering as Mr. Harley is now right beside me.

  “Is this seat taken?” he asks.

  I shake my head no and he slides in next to me and I can literally hear my heart in my damn chest.

  “Hey there, how are you?”

  “I am fine and yourself?”

  “Yes dear I can see that you are fine, so how about let’s get all the formalities out of the way?”

  “How about we go dance. I don’t need your name because I am not looking for a relationship. I don’t have time for one.” I lean over him and inhale his scent. It sends chills up my spine.

  “If that is what you want babe. So no names, no games right?”

  “Oh there can be games, I like it naughty.” I wink at him.

  “Damn my kind of woman. So let’s see your moves on the floor and then I will know if you are worthy of my bed.”

  “Oh honey, I could tell you that I am worthy but what fun is that?” I ask.

  “Well come on, shake ya ass then woman.”

  And all of a sudden “My Chick Bad” by Ludacris featuring Nicki Minaj comes on and I just start bumping and grinding. I don’t even give him time to think.

  Before he knows what is happening, I am pressed against him and I can feel that my moves are turning him on.

  My ass is moving and I can feel that my dress keeps getting higher and higher, but I don’t give a fuck.

  I hear him let out a groan that sends chills to my lady bits.

  “What is the matter love, like what you see?”

  “Babe, we need to go now, my place or yours, because I am going to fuck you seven ways till Sunday.”

  “Well, I take it I am worthy of your bed, but are you worthy of mine?”

  And all of a sudden I get an earth shattering kiss that makes me so wet I think I am dripping down my legs. “My place is only a few blocks away, let’s go.”

  “Do you need to tell your girls that you are leaving?” he whispers in my ear as he is licking down my neck.

  “No, they will figure it out when I am gone. Come on. I want to ride your bike.” The look of shock is written on his face but he doesn’t say anything, just pulls me to the bar. I pay my bill and before I know it I am on the back of his bike.

  Chapter Four

  “You cannot have a positive life and a negative mind.” Joyce Meyer

  Kalen Drake

  Damn she wants to ride on my Harley, this could be bad. Most women are scared shitless of the bike, calls it a death trap, no this chick wants to ride it. So ride it she shall. Before long we are pulling into her apartment and she is off and pulling on me.

  “Come on, the ride over has me so fucking hot right now. I could have sex with you right here in front of god and everyone and I would not give a rats ass if the neighbors see.” She whispers in my ear.

  So I do what any hot blooded male would have done, I lift her up on my lap and I start kissing her neck, slow at first but then when I hear her moans my kissing becomes urgent and I have to taste this woman. I slide my hand up her thigh and reach her silky panties, I feel they are already wet. I move them over to the side so I can reach the hot passage between her legs.

  I plunge two fingers in her tight pussy and fuck her with my fingers. My fingers are slick with her sweet nectar.

  “Oh my god, Oh my god, please don’t stooooooooopppppppppp. Fucking A.” she whispers.

  “Which apartment is yours babe?” I don’t even give her a chance to respond before my tongue is assaulting her mouth, her lips are already swollen.

  “My apartment is right there, here are the keys, and the lock is tricky.”

  I turn the key, and push the door with mine and her weight and it opened. As
soon as the door opens she has my pants undone and my dick out before we hit the floor.

  “I love rough sex, so right now I am going to fuck you since you had your way with me on your bike.”

  This sex goddess has me so fucking hard that I know it won’t take much to push me over the edge.

  Next thing I know she is on top of me and already has my dick right at her wet entrance.

  This woman is amazing and she has me in a damn trance. She is on top of me riding my dick like it was meant for her.

  I feel her dig her nails across my chest.

  I reach up and grab her waist and pull her down on top of me hard. She lets out this moan that makes my dick harder than it ever has been.

  She is fucking me and I am fucking her. Within a few minutes she is speeding up and it’s like she is riding a bull.

  She is riding my dick and all of a sudden I feel my balls tighten and she lets out the sexiest moan I have ever heard in my whole life. This woman will be the death of me.

  “Holy Fuck, damn, shit” she stutters.

  Chapter Five

  “Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” Khalil Gibran

  Addyson

  Practically out of breath I whisper to him, “Come on let’s go to the bedroom and see if we can’t get more acquainted.”

  “Fine by me, though I think you found your way around me easy enough.”

  “Well babe, you have a body that is easy to navigate.” We go straight to the bedroom kissing each other the whole way, undressing each other, and leaving a trail of clothes behind.

  Mr. Smexy grabs me by the ass and he picks me up, so I wrap my muscular legs around his slim waist.

  I dig my heels into his ass never breaking our kiss.

  I hear a ripping sound and know that my sexy pink panties are now trash, but I don’t care because I am unbuttoning his fly and it takes him seconds before he is thrusting into me.

  I am setting a pace of straight, hard core, grudge fucking, and to my surprise he is meeting me thrust for thrust.

  He takes a pierced nipple into his mouth and pulls and I let out a load moan. I had no idea that I loved the little bit of pain that this man is giving to my nipples.

  I whimper “this is what I needed.” And at that moment I tremble and climax around his dick.

  “This is what I have been craving.” He whispers.

  We tumble down to the bed and I continue my relentless rhythm.

  He is pounding into me with my legs above his shoulders looking down at me,

  I can’t help but to smile at her and say, “you're a fucking animal baby.”

  I then roll her over and she says, “Baby, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

  “Darlin now it's my turn to take you by my pace” and he does just that.

  I am wild, though I think he may be wilder than I am, but I know how to make a man lose his shit. So what do I do, I start rubbing my clit, squeezing, and reach the piercing there and give it a little flick. I find my nipple with my other hand and I pull on that as well.

  “Babe you keep playing with yourself like that and I am going to turn you over and claim your ass.”

  So without missing a beat, I continue my assault on my clit and it doesn’t take long before I am squirting all over him.

  “Oh such a naughty girl, I told you what would happen if you kept playing with yourself. Now turn over and let me claim that sweet ass of yours.”

  Without even thinking what I am doing, I am on all fours. I hear the drawer open and next thing I know there is a cold gel, running down my ass and before I can even whimper a word or complain of any pain, I feel great pleasure with him inching his way into my backdoor.

  “Oh my fucking god you are so tight.” He whispers over my shoulder.

  I can’t even manage an audible sound, just hard moans, because this feels so good that I don’t want him to stop. Which he doesn’t, he is pounding me like his life is depending on it.

  I feel his balls hitting my clit with every thrust, and I cry out, reaching yet another orgasm, the fourth of the night while Mr. Smexy has still not even reached one. He's a fucking machine.

  Just when I think there is a break and I can breathe, he pulls out of my ass, he wipes himself off, and claims my pussy doggy style. There is no rest because before long we are in a different position and I am soon sitting up and riding him backwards, cowgirl style on his lap. He finally starts to cum, screaming out a slur of cusswords and the only one I hear is “god dammit.”

  We collapsed on the bed and spoon one another naked as he's rubbing my back with one hand and holding me around my waist with the other, and all of a sudden he asks “are you ready for round two?”

  Chapter Six

  “Obstacles are those things you see when you take your eyes off the goal.” – Henry Ford

  Addyson

  I turn my head and smile at him. “Well for you darlin’ I think I can go all night long.” I hear him chuckle.

  This sexy ass man is now laying on top of me, missionary style holding my hands above my head and he starts kissing down my body circling each nipple, and working his way between my breasts.

  I squirm when he kisses me from hipbone to hipbone and licks around the tattoo that I have. It is 2 guns, one is colored purple where the other is blue, and then there is also a set of wings in the middle of my pelvic area. I shudder as he licks my sensitive tattoo. I just got them two weeks ago when I graduated. I see him studying them but he never asks any questions about my ink.

  He then continues his deadly assault on my body by going down my pubic bone before reaching the apex of my thighs where he starts running his tongue through her my dripping wet folds, luckily they are cleanly waxed area. He takes his thumb and forefinger and holds the lips open as he starts to suckle on my clit. This is where he takes notice of the piercing and gives it an extra little tug, and it almost sends me over the edge.

  This smexy man then takes two of his other fingers and slides them inside of me finding my sweet spot on the front wall of my lady parts, rubbing it at a rapid pace flicking my clit with his tongue.

  As he suckles, it brings me to an intense double orgasm as soon as he slides his pinky finger into my ass. I pull him up with a naughty grin and push him back on the bed.

  Because I love to be naughty and I love control, I shimmy down his body to find his semi erect cock and jerk it once. It doesn’t take me long to make him stand at attention with just my hands, but I love to make a man’s eyes roll back in his head so I greedily take his cock in my mouth and just go over the tip of the mushroomed end.

  I lick the vein that goes down the center and he grabs my head and starts skullfucking me. I don’t mind and I open my throat and take him all the way in. I can feel his balls slapping my chin.

  It only takes just a few minutes and I have warm, salty cum sliding down my throat. He still has not moved from my mouth and I continue to take in every last drop.

  He pulls me up and gives me a kiss that rattles my insides. I have never had a man give me so many orgasms in such a short time. Hell, to be kissed like he knows my mouth, like my mouth was made just for him.

  “Babe lets go get in the shower and clean up a little bit.” He whispers as he is rubbing my shoulders and kissing my neck

  I am completely out of breath and just nod my head.

  “Where is the bathroom Love?” he whispers just at my right ear.

  I get up out of my king size bed and walk towards the bathroom, I look over my shoulder and he is watching me. Normally I would not be self-conscious, but right now standing here with nothing on but my birthday suit, I can’t help but to try and cover up my body.

  “Don’t.” He says now standing right behind me.

  “Don’t what?” I say as I am trying to cover up my body with my hands but of course it is not working, because well, I only have two hands and I’m more than two handfuls.

  He grabs, my hands and immediately pulls me in front of the larg
e mirror in the bathroom, and says “look, look at yourself.”

  I turn my head because most of the time I think I am the bombshell, but right now in this moment I want nothing more than to run and hide.

  “Babe, seriously look, you are beautiful, and you have a body to die for. Women pay millions to look like you. Why would you want to hide, please look at yourself.”

  And I look, I look at him running his fingers down my shoulders, to my nipples, down to my belly button. And then I see him take in my tattoos again. When he sees the police symbol his breath catches.

  “What is this?” he asks.

  “No questions remember? Tonight we are just two strangers passing in the night. Tomorrow you will go back to your life and I will move on with mine. We made an agreement that we would not know anything about each other.”

  “You are right. No questions.”

  “Now come on, let’s shower, I think I wanna have my way with you again, before you leave.”

  I walk us over to the shower and turn it on the hottest setting, and step in looking over my shoulder, I smirk at him and happen to look down at his package and he is already starting to get hard. I could get used to that, I think to myself.

  He turns us around and pushes me into the corner of the shower lifting one leg around his waist and immediately he is thrusting hard and fast.

  “I am sorry, I need to have you now.” He moans in her ear.

  Chapter Seven

  “Sometimes the best thing you can do is not think, not wonder, not imagine, and not obsess. Just breathe and have faith that everything will work out for the best.” – Unknown

  Kalen Drake

  I look over at her trying to hide, I have no idea why she is fucking beautiful. She is not some bean pole of a woman. She has curves and I could lick every inch of them.

  She looks like she would be beautiful pregnant. She has very womanly features, ample breast and a flat stomach that you can tell she works hard on. She has hips that are perfect to hold onto. Her thighs, make a man stand attention.