She dropped a little lower and slid her body further underneath his. She pressed his cock against his stomach, exposing his balls more prominently, then proceeded to lick them and suck on them, one at a time.
Sam took a deep breath and let out a little moan.
“You like that, huh?” she said, pulling her fishnet off and then undoing her bra, freeing up her perfect tits. “You like it when I play with your balls?”
Sam nodded again.
Holly snickered, enjoying her control over him, then went back to work. She gripped his ballsack just under the base of his cock, creating a tight little package with his balls as the gift. Then she took the whole thing in her mouth, sucking on it like she was trying to pull his balls out the bottom of his sack.
He shuddered and groaned softly.
She relaxed on the pressure a bit, bouncing his balls around in her mouth while jerking him off for a few seconds before suddenly sucking on them more aggressively than ever, eliciting from him yet another gasp.
Holly was expertly straddling the line between pleasure and pain, keeping him on his toes, not letting him get comfortable, heightening his sensation like a pro.
She played with his balls for a little while longer before releasing them with a pop. Looking up at him with her hand still around his cock, she slapped it against her cheek couple of times .
“Fuck my face, baby,” Holly said. “Fuck my pretty little face.”
“With pleasure,” Sam said.
He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and slid his hard cock into her open mouth. He pumped his hips forward and back, pulling her head towards him in time with his movements, slamming his cock deep into her mouth with every thrust. Gurgled, strained sounds escaped from her throat as he pulled his 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 she was making, Sam decided to see just how far Holly would go. He 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,” he said, pulling his cock out of her mouth to give her a chance to take a breath. “Clean it up.”
Sam released Holly’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 inefficient, 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?” he said, marveling at her nastiness.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she said, looking up at him with a little half-smirk.
“We’ll see about that,” he said. “But for now just stay down on the floor and don’t move. I want to stick my cock in that beautiful pussy of yours.”
“Be my guest,” she said, arching her back, forcing her impossibly tight ass up into the air while he came around to the other side of her. “But promise me you won’t take it easy on me.”
“That’s the last thing you have to worry about,” he said, smiling.
Sam approached Holly from behind, bent over, and yanked her little black shorts off, revealing her pretty little pussy. Then, with one of his legs on each side of her body, he scooted forward until his legs were even with her hips. He squatted down, letting his cock rest on top of her ass. Then he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up until their faces were cheek to cheek, both facing the same way.
“Are you ready to get fucked?” he said.
“I’ve been waiting all day for it,” Holly said. “Get on with it already.”
Sam laughed. He fucking loved her attitude.
Still squatting above her, he slid his hips back just a little bit, grabbed ahold of his cock, and slipped it into her soaking wet pussy. It went in easily despite his size, which spoke volumes about Holly. It was rare that he found a woman that could handle him with ease, yet Holly appeared to. It bode well for their future.
“Holy shit,” Holly groaned once he was all the way inside her.
“Are you sure you can handle it?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer. He just wanted to hear how she’d reply.
“I can fucking handle whatever you can dish out,” Holly said.
With that in mind, Sam gripped her hips for balance and started moving against her. He started slow, fucking her with slow, insistent strokes. But it wasn’t long before he was pounding her more quickly, his cock moving in and out of her in a fast, steady rhythm.
“That’s it, baby,” Holly said. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Give it to me like you mean it.”
So he did, hammering her with more aggression. Their bodies bounced off each other, her ass rippling every time they made contact. He slid his hands up her back and grabbed a hold of her shoulders, pulling back on them as he moved into her, forcing his cock deeper inside her pussy with every thrust.
“Just like that, just like that!” she said, her voice louder. “Fuck me like I deserve to get fucked! Treat me like the little slut that I am!”
Holly’s trash-talking turned Sam on even more and left him wanting to up the ante. He saw her hair splayed down her back and reached out and grabbed a handful of it and yanked back. She let out a surprised yelp and arched her back even further, allowing him deeper access to her pussy. Using her hair to manipulate her body and keep the tension at a maximum, he hammered away, her ass bouncing against him with more and more force.
“Right there, right there, right fucking there!” Holly said, growling like an animal. “Keep fucking me, keep fucking me, keep fucking me, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum she did, her body tightening up for a moment and then releasing with a shudder and a deep, guttural moan.
Once her orgasm had passed, Sam slowed down to catch his breath, not pulling his cock out of her pussy, but not moving against her either.
But Holly was having none of that. She slammed her ass back into him, catching him off guard. “Just because I came once you think you can slow down?” she said, hammering back against him again. “Not a chance, mister. I’m not a man. I’m not done after a single pathetic orgasm.”
Smiling, loving every minute of it, Sam let her bounce her ass back against him a few more times before taking control again, grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them wide before pounding away, his hips slamming into her with more force than ever before.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, his voice harsh but still playful. “You want me to open you up and pummel you like a fucking whore?”
“What I want is for you to fuck me like a man,” she said, turning back to glare at him. “Not a little boy.”
Her trash-talking riled him up even further. Smiling like a devil, Sam grabbed her arms, crossed them over each other, and held them against her back.
“That’s right,” she said, her head still turned back at him. “Own me. Make me your bitch.”
With his eyes locked onto hers, Sam did just that, slamming into her with as much force as he could muster. Her moans turned to screams as he pounded away at her pussy, hammering on her so hard that she flinched every time he bottomed out.
Sam pushed down on Holly’s upper body, forcing her head to the floor. Holding her arms behind her back with one hand and her face to the floor with the other, he fucked her with every ounce of aggression he had.
“Is this how you want it?” he said. “Ass up in the air and face to the floor while I hammer you with my cock?”
“That’s exactly how I want it!” she screamed. “Punish me! Fucking destroy me! I deserve it!”
Sam gave it to Holly just like that for another thirty seconds or so before he had to back away. He was too close to orgasm to keep it up for much longer and he wanted to fuck her some more before he finished up. So he stood up and pulled his cock out of her pussy.
“Come taste yourself,” he said, looking down at her.
Being the good little slut that she was, Holly knew exactly what he was talking about. She spun and scooted over towards him rose up on her knees and started licking his cock up and down, cleaning it of all her juices.
“I taste so fucking good,” she said, looking up at him with a nasty little smile on her face and her hand wrapped around his shaft.
“Stop talking and start sucking,” he said.
She flashed him a little smile then attacked his cock again, this time taking it in her mouth and sucking on it with her lips sealed tight, creating a vacuum-like seal.
It felt good; too good in fact. If Sam let her do it for very much longer he was going to cum. And he still had some things he wanted to do to her before they were finished. So he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked on her head, pulling her head off his cock.
Holly looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes and a little half-smirk on her lips.
“Almost finished up there, did you?” she said.
“Maybe,” he said, smiling back at her. “I just a few seconds to recover.”
“Fair enough.”
Still grasping her hair, Sam turned and starting walking towards the couch, dragging Holly along. She crawled on her hands and knees like an animal, her ass high and swaying.
Once they arrived at the couch, Sam reached down and picked Holly up. Then he spun her around and dropped her on the couch, so her head was lying on the cushion, her face looking up towards the ceiling and her feet up in the air.
As Holly smiled up at him, Sam climbed onto the couch and turned so he was facing her, scooting forward until his groin was hovering right above her face.
Holly opened her mouth and Sam dropped his balls into it. Staring down at her, he jerked himself off as she sucked on his balls.
“Fuckin-A you’re good at that,” he said.
“Thank you,” Holly said as best as she could with her mouth full before working them even more forcefully.
Sam let out a groan and shivered. A few seconds later he lifted himself up in an attempt to extract his balls from her mouth. But Holly refused to release them, holding on with her mouth, stretching his ballsack to it’s limits before reluctantly letting go with a pop.
After taking a moment to recover, Sam smacked Holly’s face with his cock a few times then stuck it in her mouth. He fucked her face using long, slow strokes, giving her his entire cock each time.
After taking things slow for half a minute, he grabbed her head and held it in place against the cushion and started to pump her mouth with more speed, slamming his cock in and out like a jackhammer, giving it to her balls deep every time.
Holly coughed and gagged but didn’t complain, even as his balls slapped up against the bottom of her chin and saliva poured out of her mouth.
He could have easily cum right then but he forced himself to stop. He wanted to fuck her some more. So he pulled his cock out of her mouth and grabbed her under the arms and slid her body down to the floor. Her shoulders and neck were on the floor and her legs were still up on the couch.
He grabbed ahold of her legs and pushed them down until her knees were pressed against the floor, one on either side of her head, essentially folding her in half.
Holly had obviously been in this position before, as she wrapped her arms around her legs to keep them in place without being told. Squatting, Sam guided his cock into her pussy. She grimaced and let out a little yelp but didn’t protest, even as he forced his cock deeper inside her.
“That’s it,” she said. “Break my fucking pussy. Break it in half. Turn me inside out.”
Egged on by her dirty mouth, Sam grabbed Holly’s knees and pulled them apart, opening her up even more, and proceeded to lay into her, dropping his body down onto her with enough force to cause her to flinch at the bottom end of each thrust.
As Sam climbed those final few steps toward orgasm, he tapped into the last reserves of his energy and pounded her with all the intensity he could muster. She took everything he had to offer, staring directly up at him the entire time. She was no longer talking shit, no longer talking at all, really, just making loud, guttural, animal noises.
He slammed into her a couple more times, then climbed off of her and stepped forward so one foot was on either side of her head. Squatting, he aimed his cock at her face and jerked himself off.
“Give it to me,” she said. “Paint my fucking face with your cum.”
And so Sam did, shooting his load all over Holly, streams of milky sperm splashing against her nose, cheeks, and into her open mouth. Her face was covered in white globs, her pretty eyes sparkling behind them, her mouth turned up in a little half-smile.
As he stood there recovering, she sat up and grabbed ahold of his cock and sucked on the tip, pulling the last few drops out of it before dropping her hand away.
“Not too bad,” she said. “Not too bad at all. I’m not going to lie though, I was hoping you were going to get a little freakier with me.”
“Really?” Sam said. “Like how?”
Holly shrugged. “I don’t know, playing with my asshole a bit, maybe even something more.”
“I had no idea you were into that sort of thing.”
“I’m into it all,” she said, wiping a bit of his cum off her face with her finger and then sticking it in her mouth. “The kinkier the better.”
“I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” he said.
“Next time? What about right now?”
Sam looked down at her. “You want to go at it again?”
“Sure,” Holly said. “Why not? Don’t you?”
“Hell yes,” he said. “Of course, I’ll need a little while to cool down before we start up again.”
“That’s not a problem at all. I’ll go get some wine and we can relax for a bit.”
“Sounds great.”
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One hour and two bottles of wine later, Holly reached over and grabbed ahold of Sam’s cock, which was hidden beneath a robe she’d let him borrow when they started drinking
Sam’s cock was hard; it had been for the last five minutes.
“It feels like you’re ready to go again,” Holly said.
“It does indeed,” Sam said.
Holly stood up, then pulled Sam off the couch. She slipped his robe off of him and then dropped to her knees. She was still wearing only her knee-high boots.
“Are you ready to get even freakier this time?” Holly asked, taking his cock in her hand and jerking him off while she looked up at him.
Sam just nodded.
Holly smiled up at him and took his cock between her lips.
She worked his cock like a pro, moving around constantly, running her tongue up his shaft, then sucking on the tip while she jerked him off, her eyes locked on his the entire time. After taking things slow for a little while, she started moving her head back and forth, taking his cock halfway down in rapid thrusts, her hand still working his shaft in time with her mouth.
Pretty soon her hand dropped away and she went full throttle on his cock, taking it three-quarters of the way down every time, her hair flying everywhere and saliva dripping out of her mouth and onto the floor.
After working Sam’s cock for half a minute without letting up, Holly let it pop out of her mouth. Jerking him off, she looked up at him serious. “You like the way I suck your cock, don’t you?” she said.
He nodded his head.
“Do you want to see what else I can do?”
He nodded again.
Still jerking Sam off, Holly slid her body further under him and took his ballsack in her mouth. She sucked on one of his testicles, rolling it around between her lips and flicking it with her tongue before switching up to the other one and giving it the same treatment. After working that one for a little bit, she took them both in her mouth at the same time.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as she worked his balls, bouncing t
hem off each other while she continued jerking him off.
Holly pulled down on his sack with her mouth, stretching it out to its limits before finally releasing it.
Sam let out a low groan at the sudden absence of pressure.
Holly laughed. “Sounds like you liked that too,” she said.
“Just a little bit,” he said sarcastically.
“If you think that felt good, just wait.”
Before Holly’s comment could register she ran her tongue along the bottom of Sam’s sack, sliding her body even further underneath his.
Holly flipped herself over so she was sitting on her butt, her head right below his ass, her body between his legs.
“Spread your legs,” she said, pushing on his inner thighs with her palms. “And squat down a little bit.”
Sam did as he was told, anxious to see where this was going to lead. It wasn’t long before he found out.
Holly cupped one hand around his balls and pushed them forward, getting them out of the way. Then she started licking his taint, starting at the base of his sack and ending right before she got to his asshole.
Sam closed his eyes and took a deep breath and held it. It felt so good he wanted to scream. But before he had even fully adjusted to her latest escalation, Holly released his balls, put one hand on each of his ass cheeks, spread them wide, and ran her tongue over his asshole.
“Holy fucking shit,” he said aloud as an electric current shot up his body.
“Ooooh, I think he likes it,” Holly said in a sing-song voice. “Am I right? Do you like it?”
“I fucking love it,” Sam said.
She laughed softly. “Do you want me to do it some more?”
“Yes, please,” Sam said. His voice sounded desperate but he didn’t care. He was desperate. There was no reason to hide it.
“Okay,” Holly said. “But you have to return the favor later.”
“My pleasure.”
Laughing, she went back to work on his asshole, licking it a few times before spitting on it and working the saliva around the edges with her tongue.
Sam let out a pathetic moan and tried to keep his legs from buckling. His entire body was tingling, from his head to his toes, as though a low dose of electricity was running through him.
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