24 Aggressive & Filthy Stories 2

by Heather Monroe

  “Well?” Amber said, turning her head to look back at Heather. “What are you waiting for? Time to return the favor.”

  Smiling, Heather sat on the floor, grabbed one of Amber’s ass cheeks in each hand, spread them apart, and buried her face in between them.

  “That’s right,” Amber said, pushing back against Heather and wiggling her ass. “Get in there. Bury your face in my pussy.”

  Heather went to work on Amber’s pussy, lapping at it like a cat drinking milk, running her tongue up and down Amber’s snatch, sucking on Amber’s pussy lips, sticking her rigid tongue inside Amber. After a little while, Amber started to ride Heather’s tongue, lightly at first but then picking up more speed. Amber’s moans grew louder with every bounce.

  Reaching back, Amber grabbed a handful of Heather’s hair and pulled Heather’s face deeper into her, practically smothering Heather, forcing her to breath Amber into her lungs. Heather did so with pleasure, relishing in the helplessness, getting lost with desire as Amber’s wet, musky sweetness intoxicated her further.

  Then Amber was pulling Heather’s hair, lifting her up from the ground.

  “I need you inside me,” Amber said, looking back at Heather while she rubbed her ass against the dildo. “I need you to stick that fucking cock inside me and fuck me like I deserve to be fucked.”

  Wasting no time, Heather did as she was told, sliding the cock into Amber’s soaking wet pussy with no resistance whatsoever. The moment Heather got it inside, Amber slammed her ass back into Heather, causing Heather to lose her balance and nearly knocking her off her feet.

  “So that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?” Heather said, grabbing Amber around the hips and leaning forward to better balance herself against Amber’s thrusts.

  “You’re damn right,” Amber said, pushing against the counter with her hands to provide more leverage. “Now shut up and fuck me like you mean it.”

  Amber slammed back into Heather again, but this time Heather was prepared for it, and drove her hips forward at the same time, slamming the dildo into her.

  “There you go,” Amber said, hammering back into Heather again. “There’s some hope for you after all.”

  Heather laughed softly. Not only was she not used to being the one doing the fucking instead of getting fucked, having Amber be such a dirty slut was throwing her off even more. But luckily, the Cuervo had kicked in big time, and she was starting to get used to it, even enjoy it. And then, on a whim, she decided to take more control of the situation. If Amber wanted it hard, Heather would give her all she could handle.

  Heather grabbed the back of Amber’s shoulders, pulling Amber back towards her with every thrust. It took them a few pumps to get their timing down, but pretty soon their bodies were pounding together in a mass of frenzied flesh, Amber’s upper half bent over the counter, her ass slamming repeatedly back against Heather’s hips, Amber’s hair flying everywhere, Heather’s cock going in and out of Amber’s pussy in long, aggressive strokes. Grunts of exertion came from both their mouths, filling the empty apartment with the sounds of raw, animalistic sex.

  “Fuck yeah,” Amber said. “That’s what I need. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like the dirty little slut I am. Slam that cock into my pussy. Punish me. Make me pay!”

  Amber threw her right leg up on the counter, opening herself up even more to Heather. And Heather took advantage, shifting her body to give Amber every inch of the massive dildo. Heather’s left hand drifted up and grabbed ahold of Amber’s hair and yanked Amber’s head back, eliciting a sharp yelp from her throat as she arched her back to alleviate the pressure.

  “You like that?” Heather said, the effects of the alcohol completely obliterating her inhibitions. “You like it when I pull your hair?”

  “I love it,” Amber moaned, her voice a guttural growl.

  Heather spanked Amber’s ass. “What about that?” Heather asked, still fucking Amber like a madwoman all the while. “You like that too?”

  “Yes.”

  Heather spanked it again, harder this time. “What? I can’t hear you.”

  “Yes!” Amber screamed.

  Heather spanked Amber’s ass again, even harder this time. It sounded like a gunshot in the small kitchen. Slap!

  “Louder,” Heather said.

  “YES!”

  Slap!

  “YES!”

  Slap!

  “YES!” Amber screamed, her voice quivering. “I FUCKING LOVE IT! DON’T STOP, DON’T FUCKING STOP! I’M GONNA CUM, I’M GONNA FUCKING CUM!”

  Heather spanked Amber’s ass a couple more times then wrapped one arm around Amber’s upper body and grabbed Amber’s opposite shoulder and pulled Amber closer in to her, until their heads were just inches apart. With Heather’s opposite hand she reached out and grabbed Amber’s breast and squeezed, eliciting another gasp from Amber. Grunting with exertion, Heather continued fucking Amber with everything she had, grinding up against Amber’s ass, pummeling Amber mercilessly as she screamed for more until Amber was finally ready to cum.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Amber cried, her entire body shaking and shivering as Heather continued fucking her. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” Heather slammed the dildo in and out of Amber until finally Amber’s orgasm passed and she stood there, panting and trying to catch her breath.

  Heather carefully slid the dildo out of Amber’s pussy and stood there, holding it and playing with it while Amber recovered.

  “Wow,” Amber said. “That was fucking awesome. You’re damn good at that.”

  “Thanks,” Heather said. “But I have to admit, I’m a bit jealous.”

  “Why?”

  “Because you got to cum,” Heather said.

  “True,” Amber laughed. “But you’re in luck.”

  “Why’s that?” Heather asked.

  “Because the night is young,” Amber replied. “And I just happen to be in the mood to do some fucking. Do you want to trade places?”

  “I’d love to,” Heather said. “But you have to promise me one thing.”

  “What’s that?”

  “That you fuck me as hard as I fucked you.”

  Amber smiled. “Oh, don’t worry, hon. I’m going to give it to you much harder than you gave it to me.”

  “You promise?” Heather asked.

  “I swear,” Amber said. “Now slip out of that dildo and let’s get started on round two.”

  “With pleasure,” Heather said. She was excited as she’d ever been in her life. Her only regret was that she didn’t start doing this sort of thing earlier. Women were so much more fun than men. Well, Amber was, at least. Now it was time to find out if she fucked better than a man. Heather was willing to bet that she was.

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  As soon as Amber had strapped on the dildo, Heather dropped to her knees and took Amber’s cock in her hand and started stroking it. “Such a nice big cock. Do you know what to do with it?”

  “Oh, I think I can figure it out,” Amber said.

  Heather laughed. “I’m sure you can.” She wrapped her lips around Amber’s cock and took it halfway down before popping it back out again. “Wow, this thing is huge,” she added before goin g back to work on the dildo, treating it like it was a real cock, sucking on the tip while jerking it off, playing with Amber’s pussy as though they were balls, and taking it nearly all the way down her throat while maintaining eye contact the entire time. It was an incredibly sloppy blowjob, with tons of spit.

  After a minute and a half of blowing the dildo, Amber grabbed ahold of Heather’s hair and lifted her head up off the dildo, leaned forward, and slipped her tongue into Heather’s mouth. Soon they were exploring each other’s mouths with sloppy intensity.

  Amber grabbed ahold of Heather’s left breast and gave it a squeeze, then ran her hand down Heather’s flat stomach and started rubbing her pussy. Once Heather’s pussy was good and wet, Amber grabbed her by the legs, picked her up, spun her around, and dropped her on the couch. Amber then dropped
to her knees and started eating Heather’s pussy. Heather let out a surprised little squeal which quickly turned into a giggle and then into a moan of pleasure as Amber started going at it more aggressively.

  Amber grabbed Heather’s legs and threw them back towards Heather, giving herself a little more leverage. Heather hooked her arms around the back of her knees, holding them in place up by her head.

  Amber started off slowly, licking around the outside of Heather’s pussy lips, teasing her, tempting her, taunting her. After a little while, she started in on the pussy proper, lapping at Heather’s inner sweetness by running her tongue up and down the length of Heather’s snatch, penetrating it only slightly at first, then more deeply, flicking her tongue in and out, back and forth, licking and sucking and burying her face inside Heather’s pussy, constantly moving, mixing things up, keeping her on her toes.

  Every once in a while Amber would venture a glance up the length of Heather’s perfect body to see her face in various stages of enjoyment; sometimes eyes closed, sometimes head thrown back, sometimes squeezing or sucking her own nipples. One time she even noticed Heather’s right hand was around her throat and her face was red from choking herself.

  Amber filed this little nugget away for later and went back to work, moving her tongue up to suck on Heather’s clit and sliding two fingers inside her pussy. She curled her fingers and started rubbing them back and forth, sticking them further and further inside Heather until she found the rough, pebbly surface of Heather’s G-spot.

  Heather gasped and her eyes shot open. A look of pleasant surprise flashed across her face, but it quickly turned into a mask of intense pleasure as the purely physical sensation overwhelmed her senses.

  “Right there,” Heather said, her voice a deep, breathy whisper. “Right fucking there.”

  Amber went after Heather’s G-spot with enthusiasm, applying more and more pressure to it as she rubbed her fingers back and forth inside Heather as quickly as she could. Her pussy was soaking wet too; something about getting a girl off excited Amber just as much as a girl getting Amber off. It had always been that way for her.

  Heather’s pussy was gushing now and she was bucking back against Amber’s hand with her whole body, allowing Amber deeper penetration into her pussy. But the angle was starting to burn in Amber’s forearm, causing her to slow the pace just a bit.

  “Don’t stop,” Heather growled at Amber. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

  Smiling, Amber slid a third finger insider Heather, eliciting another gasp and more frenzied bucking from her.

  “You like that, huh?” Amber said, climbing up alongside Heather to release some of the pressure on her wrist and allowing her to go after Heather with even more force. “You like my fingers inside you?”

  Heather nodded. Her eyes were wide and her face was flushed and her breath was growing ever more rapid as she rose towards orgasm.

  “Tell me how much you like it,” Amber said, taunting her, relishing the power she had over Heather.

  “I fucking love it,” Heather said. She was barely able to get the words out she was so worked up.

  Her smile growing wider, Amber slammed her fingers into Heather a few more times, until she was right on the verge of cumming. Then she gave Heather one final thrust of her fingers and held them there, deep inside Heather, filling up Heather’s pussy.

  Heather’s body started to shake and a low moan escaped from her throat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried as her body tensed, her pussy squeezing even tighter against Amber’s fingers for just a moment before releasing a flood of juices that ran over Amber’s hand and started down her arm.

  Amber immediately went back to work on Heather with her fingers but Heather grabbed her arm and pulled it out of her pussy. With her hand wrapped around Amber’s wrist, Heather brought Amber’s hand up to her face and stuck Amber’s fingers in her mouth. Heather’s other hand ventured down to the dildo and started slowly stroking it.

  “Enough of the foreplay,” Heather said after licking Amber’s fingers clean of her own juices. “I want you to fuck me with that fat cock of yours.”

  “Are you sure?” Amber said. “Because I can do this all night long.”

  “Maybe some other time. Right now I need you inside of me.”

  “If you insist,” Amber said. She threw Heather’s legs open and slid in between them. With the dildo in hand, Amber guided it towards Heather’s snatch, pausing one last time to tease her for just a moment by slapping the dildo against Heather’s pussy lips a couple of times before sticking it in.

  Heather’s pussy was still soaking wet from before, allowing Amber’s dildo to slide in with ease despite its size. Heather let out a long breath as Amber entered her, followed by a low moan of pleasure.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Heather said, wrapping her arms around the back of Amber’s neck and pulling her head down until their faces were mere inches apart. “I love having your cock inside me.”

  They stayed like that for a little while, face-to-face, staring into each others eyes while Amber fucked Heather with long, slow strokes. Then they started to kiss, slowly and passionately at first, their tongues moving in each others mouths, exploring and tasting each other in ways they hadn’t done so yet, in ways that fucking each other didn’t allow.

  Eventually Amber pulled her mouth away from Heather’s and leaned back and slid up onto her knees. She grabbed ahold of Heather’s legs and threw them up over her shoulders and started to pound away, Amber’s hips slamming down into Heather, her cock filling up Heather’s pussy.

  “Right there, right fucking there,” Heather said, her voice higher-pitched than before and trembling with pleasure. She was clearly enjoying herself. “Pound me with that big fucking cock. Pound me!”

  Amber loved hearing Heather talk dirty while they fucked and itt made her go after Heather even more aggressively.

  Amber yanked Heather’s legs down from around her shoulders and pushed them back and down towards Heather so her knees were pressed onto the couch, one on each side of her body, essentially folding Heather in half. Holding Heather’s legs in place, Amber once again went to work, slamming into Heather with everything she had, her body working like a furious jackhammer, intent on only thing; fucking Heather into oblivion.

  And it seemed to be working.

  Heather’s face was a mask of pleasure, eyes rolling around and full of ecstasy, face red with exertion, mouth closed tight against a scream. Her hands were above her head, holding on to the edge of the couch for dear life, fingers gripping the material tightly enough to leave marks.

  Amber let go of one of Heather’s legs and went to work on Heather’s breast, squeezing and groping and slapping it as she fucked Heather, getting her even more excited. Heather’s hand flew down to her clit and started furiously rubbing away while her moans and grunts grew louder and more insistent, practically animalistic.

  Amber was totally into the moment, enjoying herself immensely, but still she wanted more. She wanted to push the envelope, see if she could take things are far as she thought she could, as far, indeed, as she thought Heather wanted her to go. From what she’d seen of Heather so far, she would have no problem with anything Amber did, and she was pretty sure Heather wasn’t anywhere near her limits yet. And Amber got the distinct feeling that Heather was looking for Amber to push her.

  She decided to test her theory.

  Remembering Heather’s hand around her own throat earlier, Amber released her hold on Heather’s breast and slid her right hand up Heather’s chest and towards her neck.

  Amber gripped Heather’s neck softly at first, just to see how she’d react.

  Amber was excited to see it was with a smile and a nasty little gleam in her eye. So she squeezed Heather’s throat a little harder. Heather’s smile grew a little wider. This got Amber a little more excited, something she’d not thought possible. Time to turn things up a notch.

  Amber shifted positions to give himself a better
angle, adjusting so she was lying sideways on the couch with Heather alongside her, lying mostly on her back. Amber was partially on top of Heather, partially to her side. Heather’s left leg was pressed up against her body and Amber’s arm was hooked around the back of it, pushing Heather’s knee up against her left breast. Amber’s right hand was gripping a fistful of Heather’s hair and her left hand was wrapped around Heather’s throat, choking her while Amber was fucking her.

  Their faces were inches apart and they were staring at each other, eyes locked together. Heather was totally into it, her eyes wide with intense pleasure, her breathing labored, her face flushed.

  Still fucking her with everything she had, Amber tightened her grasp on Heather’s throat, not enough to hurt her but enough to severely constrict her flow of breath. Heather’s face reddened further and her mouth opened and closed a few times as though searching for oxygen. Her eyelids started fluttering softly.

  Amber choked Heather for another couple of seconds, taking her closer to the edge of passing out before letting go of her throat.

  Heather gulped in gasping breaths, her eyes wide now, the color coming back to her face in a rush. Once Heather had regained her breath, she started bucking against Amber harder than before, obviously turned on by the experience.

  Heather grabbed ahold of Amber’s hair and pulled her head down until their faces were almost touching. Then Heather craned her neck and stuck her tongue in Amber’s mouth and started aggressively exploring it. A few seconds later Heather yanked Amber’s head back and relaxed her hold on Amber’s mouth. Heather pressed her forehead against Amber’s and stared directly into her eyes from mere centimeters away.

  “Do it again,” she said, her voice pleading with need. “Please do it again.”

  Smiling at Heather, taunting her again, Amber said, “You like that do you? You like my hand around your throat while I fuck you?”