Toxic Filth - 4 Dirty Stories

by AE Publications

  “Whatever we want.”

  “And what is it that you want?” I asked.

  “To find someplace a lot more private,” she said.

  “Then follow me,” I said, holding out my hand. She grabbed it and I helped her off the counter and to her feet.

  “I’m Teagan, by the way,” she said.

  “I’m Brian,” I replied.

  “I know,” she said. “Now let’s go.”

  Five minutes later we were back at my place, making out while groping each other, practically tearing each other’s clothes off. We’d started going at it immediately after closing the front door and were still just in the living room. We hadn’t even bothered to make our way into the bedroom before getting started.

  “There’s something I need to tell you,” Teagan said, breaking things off for a moment. She was down to her purple bra and black panties and me to my boxers and socks. Our clothes lay in a heap on the floor next to us.

  I unfurled my arms from her body and took a step back.

  “It’s not a big deal,” Teagan said after seeing the look on my face. “It’s just . . . I’m not what you’d call a normal girl.”

  “No offense, but that doesn’t make me feel any better,” I said, eyeing her sideways. If she told me she was really a guy I was going to flip my lid.

  Teagan must have read my thoughts from my expression, as she laughed and shook her head. “It’s nothing horrible,” Teagan said. “I’m not a dude or anything like that.”

  “That’s good to know,” I said, trying not to let the depth of my relief show.

  “It’s just that I like things a certain way and I’m not shy about telling men what way that is.”

  “Well, luckily I’m not a typical dude,” I said, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around her once again. “I’m actually know how to follow directions.”

  Teagan smiled widely and her eyes lit up in excitement. “That’s good to hear. You wouldn’t believe how many guys just go and do their own thing without even thinking about what the girl wants.”

  “Not me,” I said. “In fact, I’m just the opposite. When I’m in these types of situations, I only want wherever the girl wants. That’s what makes me happy.”

  “What’s that?”

  “Making them happy,” I said.

  Teagan tilted her head and looked at me like I was an alien from another planet. “Are you serious?”

  “Completely,” I said.

  “That’s not just some bullshit line you’re feeding me?”

  I shook my head from side to side. “It’s the honest truth.”

  “Damn, Brian, where have you been my whole life?”

  “That’s funny, I was wondering the same thing about.”

  “I’m not sure where I’ve been,” Teagan said, pushing me back against the wall. “But I’m positive about where I’m going.”

  “And where’s that?” I asked.

  “Down, down, down, to the bottom of the sea,” Teagan sang as she dropped to her knees.

  I laughed as she pulled my boxers down around my ankles. “You’re pretty fucking funny.”

  “I try,” she said before taking the tip of my cock in her mouth. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly and looked down at Teagan’s sexy face as she worked my cock, sucking on the tip while she jerked me off, her eyes locked on mine the entire time.

  After bobbing on the head of my cock for half a minute, Teagan took me deeper inside her mouth, more than halfway down, and held it there for a few seconds before pulling her head off.

  She spit on my cock and started jerking me off with more intensity. Still looking up at me, she said, “You have a very nice cock.”

  “Thanks,” I said sheepishly.

  “I love sucking on it,” Teagan added, smiling wryly at my reaction to her words. “Do you mind if I do it some more?”

  “Not at all,” I said. “I’d like that.”

  Giggling, Teagan took my cock in her mouth once again, this time blowing me proper, her lips quickly moving back and forth along my shaft as wet, sloppy sounds escaped from her throat.

  She sucked my cock like an expert, altering the speed and depth continuously, keeping me on my toes, staring up at me the entire time. When she finally released my cock from between her lips, it was rock-hard, sticking straight out and coated with her spit, glistening in the harsh light of the room.

  “How are you liking things so far?” Teagan asked.

  “I’m loving them,” I said.

  “Are you ready to get a little freakier?”

  “I can’t wait,” I replied.

  Teagan smiled. “That’s what I like to hear.”

  She grabbed me around the waist and spun me around so my back was facing the wall, then gave me a shove, backing me flush against it.

  Looking up at me with a devilish smile, Teagan quickly undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. After letting me admire her large, perky, perfect tits for a bit, she squatted down and grabbed ahold of my cock and smacked it against her chest.

  After taking turns smacking my cock against each one of her tits a couple of times, she held my cock against her flesh between them and moved her body up and down, titty-fucking me.

  I took a deep breath, held it, and let it out slowly.

  “I take it you enjoy this?” Teagan said, looking up at me with a nasty little smile.

  I nodded.

  “What about this,” she asked, dropping her body down and using my cock to slap herself in the cheek, then opening her mouth and smacking my cock against her tongue a few times. “Do you like that too?”

  I nodded again, more vigorously this time. I didn’t know if I could speak.

  Teagan laughed softly. “Yeah, I think you might like it a little too much,” she said. “Perhaps we should mix things up a bit.”

  “Sounds good,” I said. I was all for switching things up, because if we continued on like this, I would cum way too soon, and neither of us wanted that. “What do you want me to do?”

  “Get down on the floor,” Teagan said. “On your back. I’ll take things from there.”

  “My pleasure,” I said, doing as I was told.

  As I got into position, Teagan slipped out of her panties, then took a step forward and put one foot on either side of my head until she was standing directly above my face, her chest facing my feet, her ass pointed at my face. She rubbed her pussy and looked down at me, smiling.

  “Are you ready for this sweet pussy in your face?” she asked.

  “I can’t wait,” I replied.

  Smiling, she said, “Neither can I,” then fell to her knees and dropped her pussy directly onto my face, just as she’d said she was going to do.

  At first Teagan just sat there atop my face, not moving at all, smothering me with her flesh. After a little while she started moving back and forth, grinding on my face, soaking me with her pussy juices while I flicked my tongue around, exploring her insides.

  Not long after that, Teagan reached down and spread her ass cheeks, giving me deeper access to her pussy. “That’s a good boy,” she said. “Don’t be shy. Get as far in there as you can.”

  I tilted my head up, forcing my tongue deeper into her pussy.

  “There you go,” she said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

  Getting smothered by Teagan’s pussy turned me on like crazy. My cock was as hard as a wood plank and sticking straight up towards the ceiling, just begging for attention.

  “My, my, my,” Teagan said, noticing my cock for the first time. “It looks like you’re enjoying this just as much as I am. Let me help you out with that.”

  Leaving her pussy planted firmly on my face, Teagan leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. I let out an involuntary groan as she started to blow me, and I returned the favor by going after her pussy with even more vigor, getting my fingers involved along with my tongue.

  We both gradually increased the intensity until I was attacking Teagan’s pussy with
everything I had while she slobbered all over my cock.

  Some time later, Teagan abruptly rose up, letting my cock slip out of her mouth, and put all her weight on my face, making it so I couldn’t even breathe.

  “Holy fucking shit,” she said, her voice a deep groan. “Right there, right fucking there! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

  A few seconds later she did just that, her legs shaking violently and her pussy squirting juices all over me, getting in my hair, my eyes, my mouth, and everywhere in between.

  With my entire face a soaking wet mess, Teagan crawled forward, pulling her pussy off my head. As I gasped for breath, trying desperately to fill my lungs with air, she stood up, then turned herself around so she was facing me, putting one foot on either side of my body. Then she squatted down, put one hand on my chest for balance, grabbed ahold of my cock with her other hand, and slid it into her pussy.

  Teagan immediately started working my cock, bouncing down on me with more and more intensity, my cock going deeper and deeper inside her pussy with every pump. It wasn’t long before my cock was completely disappearing inside Teagan, her ass hammering down onto my body, driving me into the floor. My grunts and her groans combined to fill up the room with sounds of sex.

  After riding my cock for a full minute with ever increasing aggression, Teagan slammed down onto me one final time and held her body in place atop mine with my cock deep in her pussy.

  Teagan took a moment to recover, then dropped her knees to the floor, straddling me proper. She then reached back and put her hands on my thighs and leaned back, arching her spine, tilting her chin towards the ceiling and pushing her tits out more prominently.

  While Teagan went back to riding my cock, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her tits, one in each hand.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” she said, staring down at me with an intense look. “Squeeze my tits.”

  So I did, squeezing them tightly, causing her to pummel me even more aggressively. As she hammered herself down atop me, she glared down at me with fire in her eyes and said, “Slap my tits.”

  I did as I was told, giving her two good smacks, one on each tit.

  “That’s right, just like that,” she said, bouncing up and down on me with her full weight, our bodies coming together with loud, wet, slapping sounds. “Smack my fucking tits. Smack them like you mean it!”

  I continued smacking away Teagan’s tits while she impaled herself on my cock. I was enjoying myself immensely—too much in fact. I needed to take a little break, and fast, before it was too late.

  So, after giving Teagan a few more smacks for good measure, I slid out from underneath her, forcing my cock out of her pussy.

  “What’s the matter?” she asked, flashing me a confused look.

  “Nothing,” I said. “I just need to take a little time to recover before, you know . . .”

  She smiled and nodded knowingly. “Gotcha.”

  “But don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll keep you plenty busy while I recuperate.”

  “Sounds good to me,” Teagan said.

  I stood up, then reached my hand down towards her. “May I?”

  “You may,” she said, grasping my hand.

  I helped Teagan to her feet then picked her up in my arms and carried her over to the couch while she giggled playfully and nibbled on my ear. Once there, I dropped her atop the couch, lengthwise and on her back, so her head was lying on the pillow nestled into the crevice between the cushions and the armrest. Then I spread her legs, putting one of them up over the back of the couch, opening her up to me.

  Once she was in position, I held my hand out in front of my face, showing it to her. It was balled in a fist except for my index and middle fingers, which were sticking straight out and pressed together.

  “The fingers are the great equalizer,” I said. “The easiest way for a man to guarantee that any woman comes away satisfied without having to worry about cumming too soon.”

  “That sounds like fun to me,” Teagan said, grinning from ear to ear. “And don’t be shy with them. Feel free to get them in there and get them dirty.”

  “Oh, don’t worry,” I said. “I will.”

  And with that, I leaned forward and slid two fingers inside Teagan’s pussy.

  Teagan took a deep breath and let it out in a rush as I began exploring around. I started slowly but it wasn’t long before I settled into a good rhythm, my fingers gliding in and out of her slick, soaking wet pussy with ease while she moaned and squirmed.

  I gradually increased the intensity, slamming my fingers inside Teagan’s pussy at a faster pace, her moans growing more animated as I finger-fucked her with more aggression. I lifted my body up a little higher, changing the angle a bit and relieving some of the pressure on my arm.

  “That’s it, that’s it,” Teagan said, her voice insistent. “Bang that fucking pussy with your fingers. Harder, baby. Give it to me harder!”

  I was already giving it to Teagan pretty good, but if she wanted it harder, I had no problem giving it to her. I rose up even higher, allowing me deeper access to her pussy, which I took advantage of, pummeling her with everything I had, my fingers working furiously, the tips curled up so I could rub her G-spot while I banged away at her snatch.

  “There you go,” she said, her voice more intense than before and rising with every word. With one of her hands she’d began to rub at her clit like a madwoman. “Holy shit that feels so fucking incredible!”

  I worked her pussy for another full minute before slipping a third finger inside, filling her up, all while still banging away, not slowing down one bit. She continued working her clit, just as aggressively as before.

  “Right there, right there!” Teagan screamed. “That’s the spot, that’s the fucking spot!”

  I continued pounding away, my fingers disappearing inside Teagan’s pussy as she bucked against me, forcing my fingers deeper and deeper inside her.

  “Holy shit I’m going to fucking cum again!” Teagan screamed. Staring directly at me, her face a mask of focused intensity, she said, “Don’t you dare stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop!”

  Even before she’d said that, there was no way I was going to stop, not seeing how hard she was getting off. Especially not with her so close to cumming.

  Teagan’s orgasm came shortly after. It arrived with a low-pitched, animalistic growl, her body tightening up for a moment before releasing in a flurry of movement, sending a wave of juices streaming out of her pussy, drenching my hand and arm.

  After taking a few seconds to catch her breath, Teagan pulled my fingers out of her pussy and brought them up to her mouth. She sucked her pussy juices off them, one finger at a time, before letting them go.

  “You’re pretty fucking good at that,” she said, smiling at me. Her hair was a mess and her mascara was running down her face from the exertion.

  “Thanks,” I said. “It’s kind of my specialty.”

  “I can tell,” Teagan said. “But now I need your cock again. Are you ready to stick it back in me?”

  “I can’t wait,” I said.

  “Neither can I,” Teagan said, quickly flipping around onto her hands and knees on the couch. Now she was in the doggy position, facing away from me so her perfect ass was pointed right at my face, staring at me, taunting and tempting me at the same time.

  “Well?” Teagan said, turning her head so she could look back at me. “What are you waiting for?”

  My smile growing wider, I climbed up to my knees and shuffled over towards Teagan until I was poised directly behind her. I stared down at her ass for a few seconds, admiring its beauty, then grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slipped it into her wet, waiting pussy. She was so wet it went in easily and immediately engulfed my cock with it’s warmth.

  “Just sit tight,” Teagan said, her head still turned back, looking at me. “Let me do the work for now.”

  “My pleasure,” I said, holding my body still while Teagan moved her ass back against
me. She started slowly but quickly gained speed until she was hammering her ass back into me with serious intensity, forcing my cock balls-deep inside her pussy.

  “Do you like that?” she asked, still looking back at me. “Do you like it when I do all the work? When I slam my ass back into you?”

  “I love it,” I said.

  “So do I, baby,” she said. “So do I.”

  Teagan shifted her upper body so she was facing directly forward, her tight body perpendicular to mine, maximizing her leverage and allowing her to slam her body back into me even harder, her ass pounding against with my hips with serious aggression, hard enough that the sounds of our flesh filled the room like a gunshot every time we came together.

  “Holy shit,” Teagan cried. “Holy fucking shit! That feels so good. So fucking good!”

  A few seconds later, her body tensed up again, and shortly after that, released in a spasm of movement as another orgasm rocked her. But it didn’t even slow her down one bit.

  “It’s your turn now, baby,” Teagan said after her orgasm had passed. “Take control. Show me what you can do. Give it to me like you mean it.”

  So I did, grabbing Teagan by the hips and slamming my cock deep inside her pussy, giving her the whole thing, from tip to base, my balls smacking up against the underside of her snatch with every pump.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Teagan said. “Pound me with that fucking cock of yours. Give it to me. I need it, I need it, I need it!”

  Her spine was arched, showing off her back muscles and shoulder blades and her head was high, her chin tilted towards the ceiling. I keyed in on her hair, suddenly feeling the urge to grab onto it. So I did, giving it a yank, which set Teagan off again.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she said between grunting screams. “That’s right, pull my hair. Pull my fucking hair while you fuck me with your big, hard cock!”

  The combination of Teagan’s talking, her overwhelming excitement, and the pure physical sensation of fucking her doggy-style were rapidly pushing me towards orgasm.

  Somehow Teagan could sense it too. “Are you ready to cum?” she asked.

  “Fuck yeah,” I replied.

  “Then cum all over my back,” she said. “Can you do that?”