I quickly took advantage of this and started moving more quickly against him, rocking my body back and forth while keeping his cock planted deep inside my pussy.
Greg responded by going after my tits with more vigor, squeezing them tighter and tweaking my nipples with his fingertips.
From there I upped the ante, breaking off the kiss and leaning back, allowing me to bounce up and down and his cock more forcefully.
He replied by rubbing my clit with his fingers.
It went on like this for a while, each of us trying to outdo the other. I would lean back, changing the angle of penetration and he would grab my asscheeks and spread them wide to allow his cock deeper entry inside of me. I would reach back and fondle his balls and he would grab ahold of my hair and yank. I would lean forward and put my hands on his chest to give myself more leverage, and he would rise up and take my nipple in his mouth and chew on it.
We continued like this for a good ten minutes before I’d had enough. It was time to take control.
Keeping his cock deep inside of me, I spun around so I was facing away from him, riding him reverse cowgirl. I grabbed his knees and pushed them closer together, then adjusted my body so my feet were on the floor, giving me more leverage to work with.
Once I was positioned correctly, I slammed down onto him, my ass bouncing against his groin, impaling myself on his cock. His hands were on my hips, holding on for dear life while I pummeled him.
“You like that, don’t you?” I said, turning back to look at him. “You like it when I bounce on your fucking cock like that?”
“I love it,” he said.
“Yeah, I can tell. Your cock is harder than ever.”
Looking straight ahead once again, I put my hands on his knees and bent forward, then started pummeling him even more aggressively.
“Slap my ass,” I said.
Greg did as he was told.
“Harder,” I said. “Like you mean it.”
So he did, slapping my asscheek in time with my thrusts.
“That’s right,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I pounded away at him, smashing his balls as I dropped my body onto him with full force, my breath growing quicker by the second.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I screamed while he continued slapping my ass. It was starting to hurt a little bit but the pain was just getting me more excited. “Right there, right there, holy fuck, right there!”
He turned up the intensity even more. My screams had reached a fever-pitch and they were no longer directed at him, but simply expressions of pure pleasure.
I continued along this path for a few more seconds, culminating in a final, expletive-laced, ear-splitting screech as I reached orgasm. My body shuddered and shook but I didn’t slow down, still pounding away at him for a few more seconds before finally falling still.
I wasn’t able to rest for long, however, as Greg wrapped his arms around me and climbed up from the couch.
“Now it’s my turn to run the show,” he said, dropping me onto the couch.
He grabbed ahold of my legs and pushed them forward, lifting up my bottom half to give him a better angle to work with. Holding my legs in place, he slipped his rock-hard cock into my soaking wet pussy. I took it all the way inside me without any resistance.
No longer content to take things slowly, Greg slammed into me with everything he had, giving me his cock from tip to balls with every thrust, holding it deep inside of me for just a moment at the tail end of every thrust.
“That’s right,” I said between deep breaths. “Fuck me like you mean it. Hammer my fucking pussy with that big cock of yours.”
Turned on by my talking, Greg grabbed a hold of my ankles and forced my legs back even further until I was practically folded in half, her legs pressed against the couch, one on either side of my body.
Holding my ankles in place, Greg pounded me with everything he had, his body hammering down on mine forcefully as his cock filled me up, his balls slapping against me.
“Holyfuckingshit!” I cried, my eyes wide and my body tingling with pleasure. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop. Pound me, baby. Pound me! Break me in fucking half!”
I hooked my own arms around my legs, freeing Greg’s arms up. He shifted slightly, putting one foot up onto the couch, giving himself even more leverage. With his hands gripping the back of the couch for support, he fucked me with reckless abandon, taking my words to heart, trying to break me in half.
My screaming had intensified, as had Greg’s grunts and groans. His face was just a few inches above mine, and he stared down at me with intense eyes while he hammered away at my pussy. I held his gaze, my eyes wide and excited, my head nodding up and down.
“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I said over and over. “Your cock feels so good in my pussy. I’m gonna cum again, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum I did, my legs shaking and my body tensing up before releasing in a massive, blood curdling orgasm.
Once that had passed, Greg climbed off of me, reached down, and grabbed ahold of my ankles once again. This time he pulled up on them, altering my position so my head was lying on the cushion, facing up towards the ceiling and my legs and ass were up in the air.
Greg climbed onto the couch too, then pushed my legs down until my knees were pressed against the cushion, one on either side of my head, folding me in half, putting me in the piledriver position. I wrapped my arms around my legs to keep them in place. Squatting, Greg guided his cock into my pussy.
He grabbed my knees and pulled them apart, opening me up even more, and proceeded to lay into me, dropping his body down onto me with enough force to cause me to flinch at the bottom end of each thrust.
“Break my fucking pussy,” I said, speaking in low, desperate tones. “Break it in half. Punish me. Treat me like the slut that I am.”
And he did, hammering at me with all his weight, slamming his body down onto me, forcing his cock deep inside my pussy. Reaching down, he put his hand around my neck, not choking me but squeezing just enough that I could feel it.
“Is this how you like it?” he asked. “Is this hard enough for you?”
Eyes wide, I nodded my head vigorously. I could see that he liked this, that he was almost at the point of cumming, and even though I didn’t want it to stop, I also wanted his cum all over me.
“Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!” I screamed over and over.
As Greg climbed those final few steps toward orgasm, he tapped into the last reserves of his energy, pounding me harder than he had all night. I took everything he had to offer, screaming with pleasure the entire time.
“Holy shit I’m gonna fucking cum,” he said finally.
“Come on my face, baby,” I said. “Make a mess of my pretty little face.”
I’d never come across a man who could turn down that specific request and Greg wasn’t an exception. A few more pumps and then he climbed off of me and stepped forward so one foot was on either side of my head. He dropped to his knees, trapping my legs beneath him so I couldn’t go anywhere, his cock mere inches from my face. He proceeded to jerked himself off while I stared up at him, playing with myself.
A couple seconds later he let out a low groan then shot his load all over me. White streams of milky sperm splashed against my nose, cheeks, forehead and into my open mouth.
As he stood there recovering, I sat up and grabbed a hold of his cock and sucked on the tip, pulling the last few drops out of it before dropping my hand away.
“Wow,” he said, shuddering. “That was fucking incredible.”
“Yes it was,” I said. “It was exactly what I needed.”
“So,” Greg said, falling to the couch beside me. “Was this just a one time thing, or something more?”
“If it were up to me, I’d say neither,” I said.
He flashed me a confused look. “Then what is it?”
“Well it’s certainly nothing more than a good fuck,” I said. “No offens
e, but I’m not looking for any kind of a relationship or anything like that.”
“I hear ya,” Greg said. “Neither am I.”
“But it can definitely be more than a one-time thing,” I added.
“Yeah?” he said.
I nodded. “But it’s not necessarily going to be anything regular either.”
“Fair enough.”
“And next time, I’d expect things to get quite a bit more freaky. Are you game for that?”
“Absolutely,” Greg said, smiling. “I’m game for anything.”
“Good,” I said. I stood up and started putting my clothes back on. “Then maybe I’ll see you around again sometime.”
“Sounds good to me.”
After I was dressed I leaned down and gave him a little peck on the cheek, then turned and headed back towards my place. It was off to bed after another successful evening in the life of a dirty slut.
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DEPRAVED & WICKED: VOLUME 32
Mark is heading out to a bar to meet some friends when he gets a call from Kristina. They were fuck-buddies in college and continued with the same loose relationship after they graduated. They got together about once a month on average.
“Hey baby, what’s up?” Mark says after answering it.
“Not much,” Kristina says. “What are you up to?”
“Just heading out to hang out with the guys.”
“Oh yeah? Is it set in stone?”
“Not really,” Mark says. “Why? Are you looking to hook-up?”
“If you’re in the mood,” Kristina says.
“I’m always in the mood for you, baby,” Mark says.
“Good,” Kristina replies. “Because I have a surprise for you tonight.”
“Oh yeah? What?”
“If I told you then it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it?”
“I guess not,” Mark says, feigning sadness.
“Don’t worry,” Kristina says. “I promise you’ll like it.”
Mark laughs. “I’ll be there in little while.”
“See you then.”
Fifteen minutes later Mark knocks on the door. Kristina answers it. She’s an adorable little thing with long, dark hair, brown eyes, angular face, and a rockin’ body; five and half feet tall and around 125 pounds, with an athletic frame, firm, perky tits and a perfect ass. She’s wearing a black skirt and a white t-shirt with no bra. Her feet are bare.
“Hey Kristina,” Mark says.
“Sshhh,” Kristina says, putting her index finger in front of her mouth in the universal sign for silence. “Not so loud.”
“Sorry,” Mark says, almost whispering. “What’s up?”
“Remember that high school friend I was telling you about last time we hooked up?” Kristina says. “The one that was hot as shit and a freak in the sack? Nadia?”
“Yeah,” Mark says, his interest piqued.
“Well, she’s upstairs right now,” Kristina says letting Mark inside the house and closing the door behind him. “And she wants to meet you.”
“No shit?” Mark says, a grin forming on his face. “And you’re okay with that?”
“Of course,” Kristina says, returning his smile with one of her own. “We’ve been teaming up on boys for years.”
“Then let’s go see her.”
“We will,” Kristina replies. “But we have to be quiet. I think she’s, you know—” She pantomimes rubbing her pussy.
“Playing with herself?” Mark says, his face lighting up.
“Yeah,” Kristina says. “I think so. That’s what it sounds like at least. Come on, let’s go check it out.”
Kristina leads the way, walking carefully, her bare feet not making a sound. Mark can’t take his eyes off her perfect ass, which is staring him right in the face. He can see it working beneath her skirt as she takes the stairs one by one.
They reach the top of the stairs.
“Be very quiet,” Kristina says, tiptoeing towards the first door on the right.
Mark obeys, walking as softly as possible behind her.
Kristina reaches the door and motions for Mark to stop. He does. Kristina peeks around the corner of the door. She lets out a little giggle, then turns her attention back to Mark.
“Take a look,” she says. “Tell me what you see.”
Mark peeks around the corner to see a hot little Latina on the bed, legs spread wide and facing directly at him. She’s wearing pink three-inch heels and a pink floppy hat and nothing else. Her hand is wrapped tightly around a long, double-headed pink dildo, which she is banging herself with. She’s totally oblivious to Kristina and Mark’s presence.
“Wow,” Mark says. “You were right. She’s hot as shit.”
Smiling, Kristina nods. “I told you.”
“Yes you did.”
“And she’s quite the slut too, in case you didn’t notice,” Kristina adds.
As they watch, Nadia slides the dildo out of her pussy and into her mouth. After licking it clean of her pussy juices and getting it all wet and slippery with her saliva, Nadia returns the dildo back to her pussy, sliding it back in, even deeper this time.
“Holy shit,” Mark says. He looks at Kristina, who is staring intently at Nadia. As he watches, Kristina slips her fingers under her skirt and starts playing with herself.
“Is she making you horny?” Mark asks, although the answer is obvious.
“What does it look like?” Kristina says. “Of course she is. I’ve been like this all day. I’ve just been waiting for you to show up so we could get started on her together.”
Mark turns his attention back to Nadia. Her eyes are still closed. She has no idea they are there, watching her bang herself with the dildo.
Mark is thinking about what he’d like to do to Nadia when he feels Kristina’s fingers near his groin. He looks down, sees that Kristina is on her knees in front of him. She’s undone the top button of his jeans and unzips the zipper as he stares down at her.
“Just checking to see if you’re in the mood,” Kristina says, looking up at him as she drops his pants and boxers to the floor. “Yep,” she says, taking his already hard cock in her hand. “It looks like you are.”
Mark lets out a soft moan as Kristina slips his cock between her lips and starts sucking on the tip. A few seconds later she’s taking it halfway down with every slow, deliberate pump. She’s treating his cock gently, just getting it warmed up for what’s to come. But it feels so good that Mark can’t help but groan every time her lips move.
“Do you like that?” Kristina asks, letting his cock slip out of her mouth for a moment.
“I love it,” Mark says. He’s all but forgotten about Nadia; his attention is focused solely on Kristina right now.
Kristina flashes him a little smile then goes back to sucking his cock.
Half a minute later, Nadia lets out a groan, drawing both of their attention. Mark looks over at Nadia and sees that she is hammering away at her pussy, the dildo flying in and out of it like crazy. If she has any idea that Kristina and Mark are watching, she is showing no signs of it.
Kristina slips Mark’s cock out of her mouth and slaps it against her tongue a couple of times. “What do you think?” she says. “Should we see if we can join in with Nadia?”
“Do you think she’ll let us?” Mark asks.
“Oh, once she gets a load of what you’re packing down there, she’ll be begging to have it inside her.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Almost positive,” Kristina says. “But here’s one way to find out for sure.” Still on her knees, she grabs ahold of Mark’s cock and uses it to lead him over towards the bed where Nadia is playing with herself.
“Hey there sexy,” Kristina says after they reach the bed.
“Hey yourself,” Nadia says, opening her eyes to look at them, not acting surprised at all. Her voice is soft, relaxed, confident and incredibly seductive.
“I brought you something,” Kristina says. “A co
ck. A real big cock, actually.”
“I can see that,” Nadia says, staring down at Mark’s member. “It’s fucking huge.”
Mark never knows how to respond to compliments about his cock. It’s definitely big, there’s no doubt about that, nearly 8 inches long and half-again wider than most. But it’s not like he has anything to do with how it got like that. He was just born with it. But he’s learned over the years to not go into any details. Better to just say “Thanks,” and move on. Which is what he does.
“You like them big, don’t you?” Kristina says.
“It’s certainly better than this dildo,” Nadia says as she slips it out of her pussy and drops it onto the bed next to her.
“See,” Kristina says. “I told you she wouldn’t mind.”
“I don’t mind,” Nadia says.
“Are you sure?” Mark asks, wanting to be certain that it isn’t going to be weird.
“I’m positive,” Nadia says, slithering off the bed to join Kristina on the floor.
On their knees, kneeling before Mark’s cock, the two girls make out for a few seconds before Kristina angles his cock towards Nadia’s mouth.
Nadia breaks off their kiss and slips Mark’s cock into her mouth, sucking on the tip while Kristina runs her tongue up and down his shaft. After half a minute of this, the girls switch, with Kristina taking his cock in her mouth while Nadia wets his shaft with her tongue.
“Holy shit,” Mark says, watching intently. He’s never been with two girls at the same time before and so far it’s immensely satisfying.
Nadia drops her head down a bit and pushes towards him, allowing her to take his balls in her mouth. She sucks on his testicles, one at a time, then both together, while Kristina blows him, taking his cock further and further in her mouth until it’s disappearing completely with every pass.
At one point, Kristina takes his cock all the way inside her mouth and holds it there for a few seconds, deepthroating him while Nadia continues working on his balls. The dual sensation is almost more than Mark can take, but he holds steady, and eventually Kristina pulls her head away, releasing his cock.
Kristina jerks him off while she catches her breath, the leftover saliva from her deepthroat acting as a lube, allowing her to go crazy with her hand on his cock. Then she slips further down, taking Nadia’s place on his balls while Nadia takes his cock between her lips.
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