Fully recovered now, Andy grabs Hannah’s legs and pulls her towards him, draping her legs over his shoulders. Wrapping his arms around her legs, using them for leverage, he pounds her asshole, rocking her body back and forth opposite of his so they are both coming towards each other at the point of entry, allowing him to penetrate her more deeply than ever.
A full minute later, Andy is about ready to cum. But he wants to try a few more things first. So he slips his cock out of Hannah’s asshole and crawls up onto the bed, folding her legs back as he goes.
Holding Hannah’s legs down on the bed, one on either side of her head, the front of her knees touching the mattress, Andy straddles her face. With his legs outside of hers and his body weight pressing down on her, holding her legs in place, he sticks his cock in her mouth.
As Hannah lies all but helpless beneath him, Andy looks directly down on her, their eyes locked together, and fucks her mouth, moving his hips back and forth in a quick, hammering rhythm.
After face-fucking her for half a minute, he pulls his cock out of her mouth, giving her a chance to get some air. While she’s catching her breath, Andy grabs ahold of the dildo. Once she’s again ready to go, he places the dildo alongside his cock and jams both of them into her mouth.
Andy fucks Hannah’s face with both cocks at the same time for a little while, then pulls his cock out of her mouth, leaving the dildo in. He hammers the dildo in and out of her mouth times then jams it down her throat until she’s choking on it.
After she gags a couple times, he slides the dildo out and replaces it with his cock, sliding it into her mouth until it too disappears. Holding her head down on the bed with his hands gripping her hair, Andy stares down at her and begins to pummel her face, slamming his cock in and out of her mouth, giving her the entire thing, balls deep, his sack slapping up against her cheek as tears leak out of her eyes.
Andy gives Hannah one final pump and holds his cock deep in her mouth, forcing her to deepthroat him. With their eyes still locked together, he holds his cock deep in her throat, watching her intently as she struggles for breath.
Hannah gags once but Andy doesn’t let up.
She gags again.
But still Andy holds his cock deep in Hannah’s throat. Her hands come up to his chest and trying to push him off but he lets go of her hair and grabs her wrists and pushes her arms down, pinning them to the bed.
He can feel her legs pushing up on his body, trying to force him off, but Andy keeps his cock planted firmly in her throat, even as her face starts to turn red. It isn’t until Hannah’s struggles start to wane a bit that Andy finally pulls his cock out of her mouth, giving Hannah a chance to breathe once again.
She does so in deep, gasping, desperate breaths, her chest heaving as the color comes back into her face. Unsure of whether or not he crossed a line, Andy just sits there, not doing anything, waiting to see what Hannah’s reaction will be.
After she has recovered, she gives Andy the evil eye. But a couple seconds later one half of her mouth turns up in a little smirk and he knows all is good.
Shortly after, she grabs ahold of his cock, slaps it against her cheek a couple of times, then takes it in her mouth. Andy lets her blow him for a little while, before climbing to his knees.
On the bed now with his knees beneath him, his body facing her so his cock is hovering directly above her pussy, Andy sticks his arms beneath her hips. With her legs still on the bed by her side, he rolls her up so her weight is on her shoulders and her ass is up in the air. She hooks her arms around her legs, holding them in place as Andy sticks the dildo in her pussy.
Still on his knees in front of Hannah, facing her, his face just above her ass, Andy bangs her pussy with the dildo while he works her asshole, licking it, spitting on it and working it with two fingers of his free hand. Once her asshole is good and loose again, he slides the dildo out of her pussy and sticks it directly into her ass. He bangs her asshole a few times, widening it even further, then stands up on the bed so he’s hovering over her. Andy pulls the dildo out of her asshole, leaving it gaping. Squatting down just a bit, he slides his cock into her asshole then jams the dildo into her pussy.
Hannah gasps and her legs rise up. Andy grabs her ankles, pushing down on her legs. She grabs ahold of the dildo and starts to bang herself while Andy pummels her ass, his legs straight and his knees locked out, allowing him to pummel her with his entire body weight at the end of every thrust.
Andy is getting closer and closer to orgasm with every second, but he still wants to push things, to see how far Hannah will let him go. So he rises up again, still squatting on the bed but now balanced. He takes control of the dildo from her and holds it in her pussy as he slips his cock out of her ass.
Scooting forward just a bit, Andy jams his cock into her pussy alongside the dildo, penetrating Hannah with both at the same time. Her eyes widen and she lets out a low-pitched, animalistic moan but doesn’t make any move to extract either cock from her pussy. Breathing harder now, she nods her head and starts bucking her body up against him.
Andy gets the hint and starts fucking her with more intensity, pummeling her in the piledriver position, holding the dildo next to his cock as he pumps his hips, stretching her pussy to its limits.
Hannah’s hands are gripping her ankles, holding them down by her head. Her face is bright red and covered in sweat. Her eyes are rolled up, showing the whites and she’s still moaning like an animal. It’s almost too much for Andy to handle. But he keeps a grip on himself, for the time being at least. He still has a couple things he wants to try.
Andy slides his cock out of Hannah’s pussy, leaving the dildo inside. She shudders and her body starts to relax, but before she can get comfortable he slides his cock back into her asshole.
After pumping Hannah’s asshole a few times, Andy slides the dildo out of her pussy and presses the tip of it against her anus, right above his cock.
Andy looks at Hannah with raised eyebrows. She nods. Smiling, he puts pressure on the dildo, gently sliding it into her asshole alongside his cock. The pressure is intense; the dildo pressing tightly down the top of his cock and the lower ridge of her asshole pushing against the bottom. He’s slides the dildo about halfway into her asshole before stopping. Then he starts moving them both in and out of her anus, slowly and gently, hardly moving much at all.
Hannah unleashes a guttural groan and utters a series of what can only be obscenities in her foreign tongue. Practically in tears now, her breath deep and ragged, she releases her legs and desperately fingers her clit.
No more than five seconds later Hannah’s eyes widen even further and she utters a growling scream and shudders uncontrollably as a huge, intense orgasm racks her body.
Her gyrations squeeze Andy’s cock even tighter, to the point of no return. As Hannah rides out the bottom edge of her orgasm, Andy’s rises up. Leaving his cock in her asshole, he pulls the dildo out and starts pounding away, slamming into her with everything he has, his balls slapping against the backside of her ass as he pummels her in the piledriver position.
It isn’t long before Andy is cumming too, his body tensing up for a moment before releasing. But he continues hammering away at her as he cums, sending his white, hot sperm deep into her asshole, only slowing down once he’s shot his entire load.
Laughing under his breath, Andy pulls his cock out of Hannah’s ass and falls back onto the bed. Hannah is smiling as she crawls over to him, grabs ahold of his cock, and licks it clean of her ass juices.
Once she’s done with that, Hannah grabs the dildo off the couch and sticks it in her asshole. After sliding it all the way inside, she pulls it back out. It’s covered with Andy’s cum. She licks the cum off the dildo, then slides it back into her ass. She does this four times before finally climbing off the bed and heading into the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Andy watches Hannah walk away from him, her ass working furiously with every step, her hips swaying back and forth in an exaggerated fa
shion, until she disappears around the corner. Then he falls back onto the bed again and stares at the ceiling with a wide smile on his face, thinking about the joys of foreign women.
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DEPRAVED & WICKED: VOLUME 49
When did 19-year old girls become such nasty fucksluts? Back when I was that age—which was less than 10 years ago, mind you—it was nearly impossible to find a girl that would sleep with you without at least going out for a couple of dates. And once you got them in bed they barely knew what they were doing. And getting a decent blow job? Forget about it. Let alone anything nastier.
But nowadays it seems like they’d rather spent a night getting freaky in the sack instead of even bothering with dinner and a movie. And not just straight fucking, but dirty, filthy, perverted shit. Girls these days will do things on the first night that I couldn’t get my old girlfriends to do months into the relationship. Not to mention the attitudes they have. Trash-talking is the norm. They have no shame. Or respect. Or morals.
I don’t know if it’s the proliferation of internet porn or just the degradation of our society, but 18-year olds have definitely changed. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Especially when one of them takes an interest in me.
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Her name was Dakota and she was a tiny little 18-year old girl. She was barely north of five feet tall and she couldn’t have been more than half my weight. She was skinny but athletic, with tanned skin, wavy brown hair, a cute but not-too-innocent face, small tits, an incredibly tight ass and thin legs. Exactly how I liked my women. Young, cute, petite and all natural. None of that plastic surgery crap for me. And, as it turned out, I was exactly how she liked her men. Older. And attractive. Or so she said.
We met at a BBQ one of my neighbors was throwing. Dakota’s sister was friends with my neighbor’s girlfriends brother or some crap like that. I don’t really know, nor do I care. What matters was that she showed up at the party and saw me and started a conversation with me. She didn’t stay long, but before she left she gave me her address and asked me to come over the next day around noon to hang out. I told her I’d love to and then she took off.
I showed up the next day not knowing what to expect. But as soon as she answered the door it was obvious what was going on. She had on a pink, lacy top that barely covered the top half of her perky little tits and pink and white striped panties. Nothing else.
My cock immediately started to rise.
“For some reason I feel overdressed,” I said, flashing her a little smile as I walked in.
“Don’t worry,” Dakota said, closing the door behind me. She leaned up against me and looked up at my face. Her head barely reached my shoulders. She ran her hand down my chest, over my stomach and settled on my cock. “I’ll take care of that soon enough.”
“You don’t waste any time, do you?” I said.
“What can I say?” Dakota replied. “I know what I want.” She gave my cock squeeze. “And from what I can tell, you want it too. I don’t see why we shouldn’t just get right down to it. Unless, of course, you aren’t comfortable with that.”
“It’s fine with me.”
“I thought you’d feel that way,” she said, undoing my zipper. “Now let’s see what you’re packing down there.”
She dropped down to her knees and pulled my cock out. It was sticking straight out, hard enough to hammer nails. It wasn’t the biggest cock in the world but it wasn’t the smallest either. Right around 7 inches long but thicker than most. Plenty big enough for even the sluttiest of girls out there. Which was a list that Dakota was near the top of, from what I could tell.
Her eyes widened when she saw it out in the open but only for a moment. She didn’t want me to know how excited she was. Apparently she had a facade to maintain. Which was fine by me. I loved girls with attitudes. It just made things more fun.
“Well, what do you think?” I asked, taunting her just a bit.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” she said, deliberately playing down her excitement. But she couldn’t completely mask it no matter how hard she tried. “Of course, size doesn’t matter if you don’t know what to do with it.” She pulled her gaze from my cock and looked up at me. “Do you?”
“I do,” I said. “The real question is: Do you?”
She scoffed. “Please. Just watch me.”
Without further ado, she wrapped one hand around my shaft, opened her mouth, and slipped my cock inside. She sucked on the tip and stroked my shaft at the same time, working slowly at first but gradually picking up steam, her mouth dropping further and further down my cock with every thrust.
Her head was bouncing forward and back, moving faster and faster. Her hair was flying everywhere. She took my cock three-quarters of the way down her throat, and held it there for a good five seconds, maintaining eye contact the entire time, before gagging and pulling her head back.
Dakota took a single deep breath, then gathered up the saliva in her mouth and spit it on my cock. Still staring up at me with an evil little smile on her face, she jerked me off.
“Do you like how I suck your cock?” she asked. “Do you like seeing it planted in my pretty little mouth?”
Smiling back at her, I nodded.
“Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Dakota said. “Just wait till you see what else I can do.”
She dropped a little lower and slid her body further underneath mine. She pressed my cock against my stomach, exposing my balls more prominently, then proceeded to lick them and suck on them, one at a time.
I took a deep breath and let out a little moan.
“You like that, huh?” she said. “You like it when I play with your balls?”
I nodded again.
Dakota snickered, enjoying her control over me, then went back to work. She gripped my ball sack just under the base of my cock, creating a tight little package with my balls as the gift. Then she took the whole thing in her mouth, sucking on it like she was trying to pull my balls out the bottom of my sack.
I shuddered and made another involuntary noise.
She relaxed on the pressure a bit, bouncing my balls around in her mouth while jerking me off for a few seconds before suddenly sucking on them more aggressively than ever, eliciting yet another gasp from my mouth.
Dakota was expertly straddling the line between pleasure and pain, keeping me on my toes, not letting me get comfortable, heightening my sensation like a pro.
I tried not to wonder how an eighteen-year-old could already be so good at things that took so much practice but it was difficult not to. Not that it really made a difference. As long as she was eighteen now, that’s really all that mattered. Whatever she’d done before today was none of my business.
She played with my balls for a little while longer before releasing them with a pop. Looking up at me with her hand still around my cock, she slapped it against her cheek couple of times .
“Fuck my face, baby,” Dakota said. “Fuck my pretty little face.”
“With pleasure,” I said.
I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and slid my hard cock into her open mouth. I pumped my hips forward and back, pulling her head towards me in time with my movements, slamming my cock deep into her mouth with every thrust. Gurgled, strained sounds escaped from her throat as I pulled my cock almost all the way out of her mouth before sticking it back in, balls deep, over and over. Saliva dripped out of her mouth and onto the hardwood floor, creating a reservoir of spit.
Seeing the mess we were making, I decided to see just how far she’d go. I wanted to see how much of a slut she really was; just your garden variety freak or someone willing to push the envelope and do things that were just flat out nasty and deviant.
“You’re making a mess,” I said, pulling my cock out of her mouth to give her a chance to take a breath. “Clean it up.”
I released Dakota’s hair, and she immediately dropped down to her hands and knees. Leaning over, she ran her tongue over the pool of saliva, licking it up. When that proved ineff
icient, she sucked it up into her mouth, tilting her head back to swallow it once it was cleaned up off the floor.
“You’re a filthy little fuckslut, aren’t you?” I said, marveling at her nastiness.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she said, looking up at me with a little half smirk.
“We’ll see about that,” I said. “But for now just stay down on the floor and don’t move. I want to stick my dick in that little pussy of yours. See if it’s as tight as it looks.”
“Be my guest,” she said, arching her back, forcing her impossibly tight little ass up into the air while I came around to the other side of her. “But promise me you won’t take it easy on me. I want you to pound the shit out of me.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said, shaking my head in wonder at the depths of depravity on this girl. She had no shame whatsoever. It was awesome.
I approached Dakota from behind, one of my legs on each side of her body, until my legs were even with her hips. I squatted down, letting my cock rest on top of her ass. Then I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up until our faces were cheek to cheek, both facing the same way.
“Are you ready to get fucked?” I said.
“I’ve been waiting all day for it,” Dakota said. “Get on with it already.”
I laughed. She was all attitude all the time. I fucking loved it. Of course, it also made me want to crack her façade even more.
Still squatting above her, I slid my hips back just a little bit, grabbed ahold of my cock, and slipped it into her. Her pussy was soaking wet but it was still a snug fit. My cock was just too big and her pussy was just too small. But I didn’t let the size difference slow me down one bit, forcing my cock into her as far as it would go. I wasn’t going to stop unless she asked me to. Which I knew she would never do.
“Holy shit,” she groaned once I was all the way inside her, unable to maintain her mask of aloofness in the wake of my cock penetrating her pussy.
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