Unable to leave himself alone, Sam started jerking off while Holly worked. He was excited beyond all belief. No girl had ever played with his asshole before and he surprised at how much he enjoyed it.
He enjoyed it so much, in fact, that when Holly slid the tip of her tongue into his asshole it very nearly triggered an immediate orgasm. Cursing under his breath, he quickly shuffled away from her and turned around.
Looking up at him from her knees with a satisfied smile on her face, Holly said, “Ready to cum so soon?”
“What can I say? It felt fucking great.”
“That was the whole point,” she said. “And speaking of how good it felt, I do believe you said you’d return the favor?”
“I certainly did.”
She turned around and leaned over, putting her palms on the wall, and stuck her ass out. “Then come on over here.”
“With pleasure,” he said, walking over towards her.
Once Sam reached Holly he dropped to his knees. He took a moment to admire her perfect ass—tight and well-built, just like he liked them—then planted a few kisses on her asscheeks before spreading them wide with his hands.
Even though Holly’s asshole was right there, staring at him, just begging to get licked, he started with her pussy, licking and sucking on it, running his tongue up it, starting at the bottom and ending right before he got to her asshole, just as she’d done to him earlier.
After her pussy was nice and wet, he stuck his tongue inside it and started exploring around, shaking his head back and forth quickly to loosen her up. Still holding her ass wide open with his hands, he started bobbing his head forward and back, forcing his tongue deeper inside her pussy with every thrust.
Holly started getting into the act, pushing her ass back in rhythm with his face so they met in the middle, allowing him even deeper access to her insides. This went on for a little while, Holly’s breath growing more rapid and her moans growing consistently louder.
“That’s it,” she said. “Bury that face in my pussy.”
So he did, pressing against her with as much force as he could muster. She helped out too, reaching back with one hand and grabbing the back of his head, holding him there, smothering him, his tongue buried deep in her pussy, his nose smashed up against her asshole as she pushed her ass back into his face.
After what seemed like an hour, she released Sam’s head, allowing him to breathe. Once he’d caught his breath, he smacked her ass a couple times, then once again grabbed ahold of her ass cheeks and spread them wide.
Sam stared at her asshole for a few seconds, admiring it, then he went to town on her asshole, exploring the edges with his tongue, getting it all wet and slippery while she moaned and groaned in pleasure.
He leaned back a little bit and spit on her asshole, took a moment to work it around with his thumb, then plunged in again, burying his face in her ass. Looking up the length of her perfect body, her spine arched and her hair spilled down her back, he plunged his rigid tongue into her asshole.
Holly cursed under her breath and her lower half shook and shimmied, her ass pushing back against his face, forcing his tongue even deeper inside her.
“Holy shit that feels so fucking incredible,” Holly said, her voice a harsh whisper. One of her hands left the wall and flew down between her legs and started working her clit. “Don’t fucking stop, don’t fucking stop, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
Even though Sam was having trouble breathing, he kept his face buried against her ass, his tongue deep in her asshole, just as she had asked.
No more than five seconds later an unintelligible moan of pleasure escaped from Holly’s mouth and her pussy released a torrent of juices, drenching the lower part of his face.
Once her orgasm had passed he pulled his face from her ass and took a moment to catch his breath. She reached back, grabbed ahold of his hair, lifted him to his feet and pulled him in close. With his cock pushing up against her lower back, right above her ass, she turned her head so she could see him over her shoulder.
Without saying anything, Holly grabbed ahold of his cock and slipped it into her pussy, her eyes locked on his the whole time. She was as wet as she’d been all evening, her pussy practically leaking juices, making it so slick that he couldn’t have gone slow if he’d wanted to.
Sam moved his hips against Holly, forcing his cock deep inside her pussy. he grabbed ahold of her hips and proceeded to slam into her, moving his cock in and out of her pussy in fast, aggressive pumps, her body moving back against his with every pump.
Holly returned her palms to the wall to give her more leverage, allowing her to push back harder against him. Her upper body was bent at a ninety degree angle and she was facing away from him, her leg muscles tight and her back arched, showing off her spine and shoulder blades.
With one of his hands, he released her hips and gave her a slap on the ass. She let out a little yelp of pleasure and started bucking back harder against him.
“You like that, do you?” Sam said, taunting her just as she’d taunted him earlier.
“I love it,” she said. “Do it again.”
So he did, smacking her again, hard enough that it left a red handprint in her ass cheek. While he admired his handiwork, his eyes caught a glimpse of her asshole. It was staring right at him, beckoning. He let his hand wander towards it and started rubbing it with his thumb.
Holly responded by bucking even harder against him, as though trying to force his thumb inside her asshole.
He decided to help her out, spitting on her asshole and rubbing it in with his thumb before slipping the tip of it inside her while he continued fucking her pussy.
“Holy fuck,” she said in a gasping breath.
“Is that what you wanted?” he asked, knowing full well it was but wanting to hear her say it. “My thumb in your asshole while I fuck your pussy?”
She shook her head from side to side.
“No?”
“No,” she said, rising up so her back was pressing against his chest. She turned her head so she could see him. She was still moving against him, but more slowly now. His thumb was still planted halfway in her asshole. “I want your cock in there. I want you to fuck my ass until you shoot your load in my dirty little shithole. What do you say to that?”
“I say turn around and get down on your hands and knees so I can give you what you want.”
Laughing, Holly spun around and dropped to her hands and knees. Her legs were spread, opening up her ass, giving him a perfect view of her insane backside. She flicked her head, sending her hair to one side, then turned her face so she could see him.
Sam fell to his knees and sidled up to her. Then he grabbed ahold of his cock, slapped it against her asscheeks a couple of times, and slid it into her asshole.
Even though it was already warmed up from the foreplay, Holly’s asshole was tight as hell, grabbing his cock in a way that her pussy didn’t. It felt just as incredible as fucking her pussy, but different. The pressure was more intense and constant up and down his entire cock as her anus squeezed it tight. And he hadn’t even started moving against her yet.
He started to push but Holly said, “Hang on a second. Let me work it for a little bit.”
So he sat still while she worked his cock with her perfect ass.
Holly started slowly, moving back against him with deliberate care, slowly and gently while her asshole got used to his cock. It didn’t take long before it opened up, and within a minute she was bucking back against him with more intensity, taking his cock all the way down, making it disappear inside her asshole in long, smooth strokes.
“Holy fuck,” he moaned under his breath.
“You like that?” Holly said, her face still turned so she could see him. “You like it when I fuck your cock with my asshole?”
Sam nodded, afraid that his voice would crack if he tried to speak.
“Are you ready to take over?” she asked, her voice full of need. “Are you ready to start pummelin
g my ass with your cock?”
He nodded again.
“Then take over,” Holly said. “Show me what you can do.”
So he did, grabbing ahold of her hips and using them for leverage, allowing him to start moving against her at the pace and depth of his choosing.
Holly’s asshole felt so good that Sam knew he wouldn’t be able to last long, so he started slamming into her right away, giving her his entire cock, balls deep, pounding her with such intensity that his ballsack was slapping up against the underside of her pussy at the end of every thrust.
“Harder,” Holly said, catching his eyes. “Fuck me harder.”
So he did, grabbing ahold of her shoulders and yanking back on them as he came forward, allowing him even deeper access to her asshole. In addition, Sam sped things up, sliding his cock in and out of her asshole with ever-increasing rapidity, so quickly that he could barely keep any rhythm going. Holly started grunting upon contact and her breathing rate increased dramatically as he continued hammering away at her with reckless abandon.
“Is this what you want?” he asked. She was no longer looking back at him. Her head was facing forward, her spine arched, her hair spilling down her back. “Am I giving you what you want?”
“More,” she said even though she was breathing so hard she could barely even talk. “Give me all you got. I can take it. Break me in fucking half. Punish me.”
Laughing under his breath, marveling at her intensity, Sam climbed to his feet and pushed her shoulders down so they were lying on the floor. This would allow him maximum leverage over her and allow him to give her what she wanted. An ass-fucking like no other.
Sam pummeled her asshole with everything he had, pounding away at her so hard that her body was moving forward with every thrust. His hips were moving like a jackhammer, her ass rippling every time he made contact with it.
“Holy fuck!” she screamed, totally into it now. “Just like that, just like that! Fuck my asshole. Yes, yes, yes! Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!”
Her talking put him over the edge. Despite wanting to continue fucking her ass all night long, his body was telling him it was done.
“Goddammit,” he said, partly out of frustration at cumming already and partly out to warn Holly, to make sure she still wanted him to cum in her asshole. “I’m gonna fucking cum!”
“Cum in my ass,” she growled, her voice guttural. “Fill up my asshole with your cum.”
Well, that answered that question. Sam muttered, “Shit, shit, shit,” under his breath and released his seed into Holly’s asshole, continuing to pound away at her until every last bit of sperm had exited his body.
Once he’d stopped, Holly pulled forward. His cock slipped out of her ass, drooping a little bit but still pretty hard. She spun around and took his cock in her mouth, sucking it clean of her ass juices before letting it slide out from between her lips.
“Well, what did you think?” she asked, looking up at him with a smile.
“I think you’re a filthy little fuckslut,” Sam said.
“Why thank you,” Holly replied. “You weren’t too bad yourself.”
“Thanks,” Sam said. “I’m just sorry I couldn’t fuck your ass longer without cumming.”
“Oh, you did fine,” she said. “It was our first time doing that, after all.”
“Still, that’s no excuse,” he said. “Hopefully you’ll give me a chance to make it up to you.”
“I could probably do that. Tomorrow night? Same time, same place?”
“It would be my pleasure.”
“But tomorrow it’s going to get a little freakier. I want to see if you can take as much as you dish out.”
“Sounds fair enough to me,” Sam said.
“I’m looking forward to it already,” Holly said.
“Me too,” Sam replied. “Me too.”
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DEPRAVED & WICKED: VOLUME 53
It wasn’t until the party was winding down that Gina and Harry finally got a chance to hang out.
Despite being introduced to each other for the first time at the outset of the party, they’d been trading glances all night long. They’d only spoken for a couple minutes total, spread out throughout the evening, each spending most of their time with the friends they’d arrived with so as not to upset anyone. After all, it was supposed to be a party, not merely a hook-up fest, although this late in the night that was what it most resembled.
Luckily, opportunity had reared its wonderful head just after midnight, when by mere coincidence, both Harry’s and Gina’s friends had all simultaneously wandered off somewhere else, leaving them both alone on opposite sides of the living room.
Gina had seized the moment, immediately walking towards Harry, grabbing his hand, and leading him up the stairs without so much as a word of explanation. He went willingly, not sure what had spurred her sudden boldness but not wanting to ruin the moment by hesitating.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her ass as she walked in front of him. It was big and round but still firm and gorgeous and it worked feverishly behind her super-short, white cut-off jeans. Her legs were long and thin but not skinny, fit but not muscular. Her skin was tan, her hips were narrow, her midsection was flat, her arms were thin but toned. And even though he couldn’t see them right now, her tits were incredible. Huge and high and firm and totally natural, they had been practically falling out of her tight, zippered, blue and white striped blouse all night long. They were seared into his mind. In fact, all of her was. She had made quite an impression on him this evening. And apparently he’d made one on her too.
It wasn’t until Gina had led Harry into one of the upstairs rooms and closed then locked the door behind them that he opened his mouth.
“So what are we doing up here?” Harry asked, not wanting to seem like he was presuming too much.
“We’re going to get to know each other better,” Gina said. “A lot better.”
“And how are we going to do that, exactly?” Harry asked, playing coy.
But Gina didn’t buy it. She tilted her head and gave him sly look, one corner of her lips turned up in a smirk. “Oh, I think you know exactly how.”
Harry said, “Do I now?”
She nodded. “From what I understand, you’re quite gifted down below.”
“Where did you hear that?” Harry asked.
“Oh, you know,” she said. “Around. It’s not like you’re shy about flaunting it.”
Harry laughed under his breath, dropped his eyes, and shook his head. “I guess you’ve got me there.”
“My sources also tell me that you know how to use it.”
“Is that right?”
She flashed him a grin and nodded.
“Well, I’m not going to make any promises,” Harry said. “But I rarely hear any complaints. Except when I’m too big for a girl to handle.”
“I can assure you that’s not going to be the case with me,” Gina said.
Harry shot her a skeptical look.
“What?” Gina said. “You don’t believe me?”
“I believe you think you can handle it,” Harry said. “But as to whether or not you actually can . . . well, we’ll just have to see.”
“Yes we will,” Gina said. “But first, I want to see if you can handle these.”
She shook her long, blonde hair back and unzipped her blouse and shook it off, revealing her tits in all their beautiful glory.
Harry took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“Well, what do you think?” Gina asked.
Harry answered by diving in and attaching his lips to one of her nipples. He started sucking on it like a greedy baby.
“Oh, I think he likes them,” Gina said, giggling.
But she wasn’t giggling for long. Pretty soon she was groaning under her breath as Harry licked and sucked and played with her nipple until it became hard beneath his mouth. He moved onto the other one. It only took a short time for that one to get hard too.
“
You’re good,” Gina moaned. “Very good.”
She grabbed a handful of Harry’s hair and lifted his head, pulling his mouth from her nipple. It disengaged with a little pop that made her shiver in excitement. She leaned over and stuck her tongue in his mouth.
Their tongues explored the other’s tonsils for a little while before Gina suddenly pulled back.
“What’s wrong?” Harry asked, giving her a confused look.
“Nothing,” she said. “Nothing at all. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page here.”
“It sure seems like we are,” Harry said. “Unless this is all just a big tease on your part.”
“Not at all,” she said. “In fact, it’s just the opposite.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I have a little rule when it comes to this stuff,” Gina said.
“What kind of rule?”
“It’s simple, actually,” she said. “I’m of the firm belief that life is too short to take things slow and easy. I like to move quickly and definitively. In other words, I like it fast and hard. And even a little rough around the edges. Are you okay with that?”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Harry said, flashing her wicked smile.
Gina returned it without hesitation. “That’s what I like to hear.”
And with that, she ran her hand down towards his crotch and grabbed the bulge in his pants. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? A bit excited, are we?”
“Just a bit,” Harry said.
“Lucky for you, I know just how to take care of that particular problem,” Gina said, staring at him with a little smile on her face. “In fact, people tell me I’m quite the expert.”
“I’m sure you are,” Harry said.
Bending over, Gina worked Harry’s belt with urgency, pulling it off within seconds and yanking his pants downs around his ankles.
Before Harry even had a chance to catch his breath Gina was down on her knees with his cock in her mouth, sucking and bobbing on it with reckless abandon. She didn’t even bother starting slowly; it was full bore right from the get-go.
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