30 Depraved & Wicked Stories 2

by Heather Monroe

  Nadia’s blowjob is less frantic than Kristina’s but no less awesome. She varies up the pressure and depth constantly, always keeping Mark on his toes. Fast for a few pumps, then slow, making a seal and sucking hard then opening her mouth wide and letting her tongue do most of the work. Plus she maintains eye contact the entire time, something that drives Mark crazy with desire.

  After a good two minutes of working Mark’s cock, Nadia pulls her head off it. Kristina does the same, releasing his balls backing up so her head is next to Nadia’s.

  “I think he likes it,” Kristina says, looking at me and then back at Nadia.

  “Yeah, I’d have to agree,” Nadia says, giggling.

  “What about you?” Kristina says, turning her attention to Nadia.

  “Oh, I’m liking it,” Nadia says.

  “So am I,” Kristina says. “But I’ll be liking it more when I have his fat cock inside my pussy.”

  “Tell me about it,” Nadia says.

  Giggling, the two girls make out, kissing and tonguing each other, with Mark’s rock-hard cock occasionally getting in the way.

  “What do you think?” Kristina asks. “Should we let him fuck us with that big cock of his now?”

  “Abso-fucking-lutely,” Nadia says.

  The girls crawl up onto the bed and take positions side-by-side, both on their hands and knees with their asses sticking up in the air.

  “Well,” Kristina says, turning her upper body so she can look back at Mark. “What are you waiting for, big guy? An invitation? Well here it is.” She slaps herself on the ass, hard enough to leave a red mark. “Come and get it.”

  Mark obliges willingly, climbing up onto the bed and sidling up to Kristina’s tight, tiny little ass. He flips her skirt up to reveal a soaking wet pussy unprotected by any panties. Her asshole is opened slightly and beckoning, but he’ll have to stay away from it for now. He’s already turned on like crazy, if he gets her asshole involved he won’t last long enough to give the girls what they want.

  With this in mind, Mark slides the tip of his cock into Kristina’s pussy, taking things nice and slow. Even though she’s soaking wet down there, he’s so big and she’s so tiny that it’s a tight fit at first.

  Kristina lets out a couple of little yelps as Mark pushes his cock gently forward, filling up her pussy with his massive member.

  “Holy shit it’s so fucking big,” Kristina says, her voice harsh and her breath ragged.

  She sounds like she’s in pain but Mark knows not only that she can take it—and has many times before—but she loves it as well. So he continues pressing forward, pumping her pussy slowly and deliberately, getting her nice and warmed up.

  Nadia has shifted positions, turning so she’s perpendicular to Kristina and lying her head on Kristina’s ass so she can see the proceedings from up close. Her mouth is opened slightly and her eyes are fixed on Mark’s cock.

  As much as he loves fucking Kristina, Mark just can’t resist the allure of Nadia’s mouth. So he pulls his cock out of Kristina’s pussy and slips it in between Nadia’s lips. She sucks on it for a few seconds, cleaning it of Kristina’s pussy juices before gathering up a bunch of saliva and spitting it on his cock. After working the saliva in, Nadia grabs ahold of Mark’s cock and slips it back into Kristina’s pussy.

  Thanks to Nadia’s saliva acting as a lube, Mark’s cock slides in more easily this time, nearly disappearing inside Kristina’s pussy right from the get-go. It isn’t long before he’s slamming his cock all the way into Kristina, giving it to her balls-deep every time, her ass backing into him at the tail end of every thrust.

  “Goddammit that feels so fucking good,” Kristina says as Mark continues pumping her pussy. She drops her face to the bed and reaches back with one hand and grabs her asscheek and pulls on it, opening herself up to Mark even further. “Give it to me, Mark. Give that fat cock of yours. Harder, baby. Harder! Fuck me like I deserve to get fucked!”

  Mark does what he can, rising up a bit to give himself more leverage, then using that leverage to hammer his cock as far into Kristina’s pussy as it will go, slamming his hips up against her ass, making it jiggle with every pump.

  “Yeah, baby, yeah!” Kristina cries, turning her head to look back at him. “Just like that. Just like that! Keep fucking me! You’re gonna make me cum! You’re gonna make me fucking cum!”

  Even though he’s running out of steam and desperately needs a break, Mark continues fucking Kristina with reckless abandon, giving her what she wants, knowing that the harder he fucks her the sooner she’ll cum, and the sooner she cums the sooner he can catch his breath.

  With this in mind, Mark reaches out and grabs a handful of Kristina’s hair and yanks back on it, forcing her to arch her back to relieve the pressure.

  Kristina lets out a yelp of pleasure and Mark knows he has her. She loves getting her hair pulled; it always puts her over the edge.

  And it does so a few seconds later, as Kristina utters a deep, guttural growl and then a high-pitched scream as her body shimmies and shakes as an orgasm passes through her.

  “Holy fuck!” Kristina cries as it winds down. “That was so fucking intense!” She slides her body forward, pulling Mark’s cock out of her pussy in the process.

  Mark relaxes, thinking he’s going to have a little while to recover a bit, but he’s mistaken. Almost as soon as his cock is free from Kristina’s pussy, Nadia is taking her place, dropping to her knees, turning around and backing her ass up to him.

  Before Mark can say a thing, Kristina spins around, grabs his cock and slips it into Nadia’s pussy.

  Both Mark and Nadia groan as he enters her. She doesn’t have as tight a pussy as Kristina but it’s pretty close; again his cock barely fits.

  But Nadia doesn’t seem to notice. She doesn’t even bother taking things slow at all, bouncing her ass back against him right away, forcing his cock balls-deep inside her.

  “Holy fuck,” Mark says under his breath as Nadia hammers her ass back into him.

  “You like that, do you?” Kristina says, climbing down from the couch.

  Mark nods. “A little too much,” he says.

  “Are you close to cumming?” Kristina says, smiling like a demon.

  “Pretty close,” Mark says.

  “Then I’d better help Nadia get there before you do,” she says, her smile growing wider.

  Kristina drops to her knees and positions herself beneath them with her body facing Mark and her face turned up towards the ceiling, placing it directly under Nadia’s pussy.

  Shortly after Kristina’s mouth attaches to Nadia’s pussy, Mark takes more control, grabbing Nadia’s hips and slamming his body into hers.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Nadia cries. “Right there, right fucking there!”

  Mark can tell that she’s getting closer to an orgasm, but he is too, and he wants to make sure she gets there first. So he decides to take a chance, hoping that it gets her over the edge quickly, before it’s too late.

  Still pummeling away at her with everything he has, Mark pulls one of his hands off of Nadia’s hips. He sticks his thumb into his mouth to get it lubed up, then runs it down the crack of her ass and slips it into her asshole.

  “Holyfuckingshit,” Nadia groans. She shakes her head from side to side and lets out a guttural growl. The pre-orgasm has begun.

  Mark smiles in relief. He’s found the spot to get her over the edge, and just in time, too. He doesn’t have more than fifteen seconds left in him.

  Nadia arches her back and slams her ass back against him. She holds her body there for few seconds, his cock deep inside her pussy and his thumb disappearing in her asshole. Then her body tenses up even further before releasing. She screams wordlessly as the orgasm washes over her.

  A few seconds after she’s done, Mark lets out a moan of his own. “Goddammit,” he says, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

  Nadia quickly pulls her body forward and spins around, joining Kristina on the floor. By the time she
gets there, Kristina is already jerking Mark off, her hand working his cock feverishly.

  “Oh shit, oh shit,” Mark says breathlessly as his orgasm arrives. Kristina continues jerking him off with reckless abandon as he starts to cum, his sperm shooting out of his cock in rivulets.

  Still Kristina doesn’t slow down, sending his seed spraying everywhere, all over her and Nadia’s face, their chest, their hair, the floor, and the bed as the girls giggle in excitement.

  Eight streams of sperm later, Mark’s cock is finally dry. Both of the girl’s faces are covered in his cum. Kristina slips the tip of his cock into her mouth and gives it a little suck, then pops it out and passes it on to Nadia, who gives it the same treatment.

  Shivering due to the oversensitivity that comes immediately after an orgasm, Mark pulls his cock away. The girls laugh some more.

  “Well, that wasn’t half bad,” Kristina says.

  “Nope, not bad at all,” Nadia replies. “Of course, based on what you’ve told me before, I was hoping for a little longer session.”

  “Sorry about that,” Mark says, blushing. “Normally I don’t cum nearly that quickly.”

  “That’s okay,” Kristina says. “I figured you’d be too excited to last that long.”

  “Which is why I planned on staying the night,” Nadia says. “To give you a couple more shots at it.”

  Mark looks at Kristina. “Really?”

  Smiling, Kristina nods.

  “Wow,” Mark says, shaking his head. “I’m one hell of a lucky dude.”

  “And we’re a couple of lucky girls,” Kristina says, as she and Nadia climb to their feet. “Now let’s go get cleaned up and have a few drinks and get ready for round two.”

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  DEPRAVED & WICKED: VOLUME 33

  Tim was pacing around the hotel room, anxiously awaiting Tracy’s arrival, feeling a high-school kid getting ready for his first date. Only he was a 35-year old man, not a teenager, and he wasn’t picking up his girlfriend for dinner and a movie, he was waiting for an escort to arrive at his hotel room so they could partake in an hour-long session of perverted, deviant sex.

  To say that he wasn’t planning on this turn of events would be an insult to understatements. When he first called Tracy a few months back, it was supposed to be a one-time thing, a way to take out the frustrations caused by his greedy ex-wife and her blood-sucking lawyers on another girl without having to worry about the consequences. And for the first session, that’s all Tracy was. A stand-in for his wife, someone he could degrade and punish in effigy. And punish her he did, doing things to her he’d never done to anyone before.

  But he had so much fun that first session that he just had to call her for another one. And another after that. And then another. Until it had become a regular thing.

  And as the sessions continued, they began to take on a different tone. Tim started seeing Tracy as a person instead of just a stand-in for his ex. Not someone he wanted a relationship with (at least, not a traditional one) but someone that he enjoyed seeing.

  They still had nasty, dirty, rough, aggressive, deviant sex, but it was no longer rooted in hate. It was rooted in pleasure. Pure, unadulterated pleasure. For both of them. (All right, so maybe she was just faking her enjoyment—after all, she was getting paid—but Tim didn’t think so. He was convinced that she truly did enjoy fucking. Not just him, of course, but anyone. Tracy just flat out loved to fuck.)

  Tim came to think of his time with Tracy as an opportunity to experiment with all the sexual fantasies he’d held inside over the years. Something about the non-emotionality involved with paying an escort allowed him to get past the weird discomfort that had always dogged him when it came to getting freaky in the bedroom, and this, combined with Tracy’s willingness to do literally anything, had freed him up to explore every single dirty, nasty, perverted thought that had ever entered his head. (And even a couple that, until Tracy brought them up, hadn’t.)

  So, in a way, he had reverted back to his high-school days, when everything seemed new and different and special. That he’d feel that way with someone he paid money to fuck was ironic, to say the least, but he figured it was better than nothing.

  A whole lot better.

  #

  There’s a knock on the door. Tim forces himself to take a deep breath, then heads over and opens it.

  Tracy is standing there, looking as sexy as ever, with her thin, athletic, lithe body and cute, girlish face. She’s wearing a tiny bright orange dress that barely covers her ass, making her already long legs seem like they go on forever. She’s smiling, as always. And it’s genuine, as always.

  She gives him a little peck on the cheek and walks past him, dropping her purse down on the end table, near the couch. When she turns back he’s already right on top of her.

  He wraps his arm around her, hands on her ass, and starts kissing her. They make out for a few seconds before she pulls back, eyeing him curiously.

  “My, we’re rearing to go tonight, aren’t we?” she says playfully, pushing her body up against his rock-hard cock.

  “What can I say? I’ve been looking forward to this since the moment you walked out the door last time.”

  “I have too,” Tracy says.

  He laughs. “You liar.”

  She gives him a look like she’s trying to get out of getting caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

  “You know what happens to liars,” Tim says, flashing her an evil grin.

  “Of course I know,” she replies. “They get punished.”

  “No,” he says. “They get severely punished.”

  “Ooooh, even better,” she says. “What kind of punishment is in store for tonight?”

  “You’ll just have to see, won’t you?”

  “I can’t wait.”

  Tim pulls the top of Tracy’s dress down, revealing her perfect, perky little tits. He attaches his mouth to one of her nipples and sucks on it until it’s nice and hard.

  “This doesn’t seem like a punishment to me,” she says. “It seems more like a reward.”

  “I’m starting off slow,” he says, pulling his mouth off her nipple with a pop. It’s grown to the size of a pencil eraser. “I’m lulling you into a sense of relaxation by pleasuring you. The punishment will come later.”

  He switches over to her other nipple and gives it the same treatment.

  Tracy moans in enjoyment and runs her hand down his stomach and starts rubbing his cock through his pants.

  Tim returns the favor, running his hand down her body and hiking her dress up over her hips, revealing her black g-string panties. He rubs her pussy while still working her tits with his mouth. It isn’t long before she’s soaking through the cotton.

  She grabs his head and lifts it towards her own then sticks her tongue down his throat and starts exploring his mouth.

  He continues working her pussy while they make out, sliding her g-string to the side to give him direct access. He slips two fingers inside her pussy and starts banging her.

  Tracy moans more loudly and kisses him more aggressively, her hands now moving down to his belt, which she quickly undoes. His pants fall to the ground. She follows, dropping to her knees.

  She goes to work on his cock, rubbing and licking it all over, not staying in the same place for more than a couple seconds, sucking on the tip, running her tongue down the length of his shaft, caressing his balls, then sucking on them for a bit, her eyes locked on his, looking up at him the entire time.

  “You have such a beautiful cock,” Tracy says in one of the rare times when her mouth isn’t full. “I love touching it and licking it and sucking it.”

  And then she dives in with a proper blowjob, her red lips wrapped around his cock, moving up and down on his shaft in time with her hand, which is still jerking him off. Her blonde hair is thrown back, allowing him a perfect view of her pretty little face sucking his cock.

  “You like how I suck it?” she says, not waiting for an answer before diving
right back in, going hands-free this time. She takes him most of the way down her throat, holds it for a couple of seconds, then pulls back off and goes back to jerking him off, her eyes still locked on his.

  He nods in response to her earlier question.

  Smiling, she says, “That’s nothing, baby. I’m going to do things to you that you’ve never had done before,” then goes back to work, sliding her body further beneath him and taking his ballsack in her mouth.

  “Godammit that feels fucking good,” Tim says as Tracy sucks on his balls, bouncing them off each other in her mouth while her hand still works his cock.

  After tea-bagging him for a bit she runs her tongue along the bottom of his sack, then scoots her body even further beneath him and starts licking his taint.

  “Holy fucking shit,” he says without thinking. His legs feel like they’re going to buckle. His head feels like it’s going to explode.

  She takes his words as a sign she’s doing something right and it gives her the confidence to take things to the next level. She scoots even further beneath him then turns around and runs her tongue over his asshole.

  A bolt of lightning shoots up Tim’s spine. He lets out a piteous groan of pure pleasure and tries not to think too hard about what’s going on. Just sit back and enjoy it, he tells himself.

  Tracy licks his asshole for what seems like an eternity but is really only a few of seconds of objective time. Then she slides out the back of his legs.

  A stab of disappointment hits him but before he has a chance to dwell on it, she gives him a good hearty slap on the ass.

  “Down on the floor,” she says. “Hand and knees.”

  He does as he’s told without hesitation.

  “That’s a good boy,” she says.

  Tracy drops down to her hands and knees herself, then crawls in closer to him, grabs ahold of his asscheeks—one in each hand—spreads them apart and sticks her face between them, her tongue going to work on his asshole.