24 Aggressive & Filthy Stories 2

by Heather Monroe

  After what felt like forever with his hands on my ass, my body was shaking. I needed him inside me now! I turned myself over so that I could see him, then grabbed the back of his head and kissed him as hard as I could. Green light. He kissed me back with force and I was instantly moving my hips up and down to press myself against his rock hard cock which was ready to go. How long had he been that way? Doesn’t matter. I need it!

  He began to bite my lip and again I pushed my hips as high as they would go, showing him I was ready! He smirked and laughed, “Patience.” Fuck me! This was gonna be good! He slowly and softly kissed my neck and ear and began to very lightly caress my breasts. Shit, I was gonna cum before I even got my panties off. My body was shaking and he again smirked and slowed down even more. Fuck! Come on! He slid his hands down my body and began to lift my dress over my head. Finally! As I laid there in my bra and panties he stood up and looked at me. Again, I was thankful for the shots because I’m not a fan of having someone scan your body from head to toe, especially when I just wanted to get him inside of me! “Exquisite.” Now that did it. I had to have him, now! I sat up on the bed, unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the ground, revealing his gorgeous chest. I grabbed his belt, and undid it. I then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and allowed his rock hard cock to bounce in my face. But not for long, I attacked it like it was the only food I’d been allowed all week. I wanted him to want to fuck my pussy as badly as I wanted it! I began to suck his cock like I had remembered from the few porn videos my roommate had. I was pumping his shaft with my fist as my throat enveloped him. Up and down, up and down. Lightly cupping his balls with my other hand and trying as hard as I could to get him to need a really good fuck!

  Within a few minutes he gasped for air and pulled back, almost losing his balance in the process. Clearly he was about to cum and wanted to slow himself down before he got the chance to do what we both came here for. He stepped out of his pants and guided me back to the bed, laid me down and began to suck on my breasts one at a time. Meanwhile, his right hand found it’s way to my black lace panties and slipped under them. Again, I gasped. He lightly touched my clit and I moaned. He smirked again and returned to sucking my left nipple while his right hand found the wet warmth that had been calling out for him for almost an hour! After playing with my clit and lips for a while, he slowly moved one finger to the moistness that was so desperate to be filled. He paused there, touching the opening and knowing that my body wanted nothing more than to be filled to the brim with his dick or fingers or whatever he was willing to give me. “Fuck!” I reared my head back, pushed my breasts to the ceiling, lifted my hips up and off the bed and begged him to enter me. He laughed again. “Patience.”

  His lips left my breast and returned to my mouth. He gave me a slow wet kiss that I still close my eyes and think about whenever I am trying to get myself off. As the kiss went on, it got slightly harder and more passionate and YES! His finger slipped inside me as he continued to put his tongue down my throat. Within seconds, he had three fingers inside me and I was riding them like I was the one in control of the situation. I needed to cum now! Just as I got close enough to feel my toes begin to curl, he pulled his hand away. My eyes got huge, NO! Where are you going? Then, as if answering my unspoken question, he smirked again, and moved himself so his head was even with my panties. He removed them with his teeth and buried his face in between the hot mess that was my pussy. OH FUCK! His tongue and hands knew exactly what they were doing. Within a minute I could hear myself, Oh Johnny. Johnny. Johnny! JOHNNY! My legs were shaking and I felt I was crushing his skull with my thighs as I came but he just kept licking and sucking my clit while finger fucking me and my orgasm lasted well longer than it normally does.

  Thankfully, we weren’t done yet. In fact, he was just getting started. He raised himself up and slipped his cock right inside my soaking wet self. Again my eyes widened and I began bucking like a fucking bronco. “Patience.” He slowed me down and began to move, ever so slightly with a soft, slow rhythm I had never experienced in bed with a man before. Fuck. I have no idea how long we were soft and slow like that but eventually he began to reach that breaking point again because the pumping which was becoming increasingly faster and our breathing which matched came to a halt as he pulled out and put his head down on the pillow catching his breath and recomposing himself. He must have seen the disappointment on my face. As if to answer, he smirked again and flipped me over.

  He entered me like a battering ram and I yelped. He grabbed my hips and didn’t let go. I was being pushed and pulled and fucked to the point that I came faster than I ever had in my life! Just as I began to cum, he stuck his finger just inside my asshole! SHIT!!!! I began to buck in response and he held on using the leverage and new found enthusiasm to get us both to cum together as we pounded into one another trying every time to get him deeper than the time before. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I fell on the bed gasping for air with my body shivering from the aftershocks of several orgasms. Johnny fell on top of me and began to stroke my naked body still smirking.

  It wasn’t long before we were at it again and again and yet again that night. My friends were right, it was a night well spent. In fact, that’s how I would describe my body as I stumbled back to my dorm in the morning for some sleep. Lucky for me, he must have liked it as much as I did because we had a few more evenings together before graduation. Yep, college was the best years, or at least hours of my life.

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  AGGRESSIVE & FILTHY: VOLUME 34

  Will Carlson is nervously pacing around the hotel suite with a half-full beer in his hand when there’s a knock on the door. He pounds the rest of the beer, sets the bottle down on the desk, takes a deep breath, walks over to the door, and opens it.

  Standing there is a girl. She’s tall and thin, just a couple of inches shorter than he is. Wearing a short white dress that shows off her ridiculously tight, firm body. Perfect legs. Toned arms. Lightly tanned skin. Small but perky tits. A girlish face with shoulder-length, mussed-up blonde hair, blue eyes, little nose and thin, pouty lips. She’s not wearing much makeup. But she doesn’t need it. She’s cute as shit without it.

  “You must be Roxy,” he says, not sure how these sort of things are supposed to go. He’s never done anything like this before.

  “That’s right,” she says with a smile. “You mind if I come in?”

  “Please do,” he says, holding the door open and standing aside. He watches her as she walks by, noting in particular her ass working behind her skimpy dress. It looks tight enough to bounce quarters off of.

  Roxy drops her purse on the desk and turns to face him.

  Will’s again struck by how innocent she looks. He can scarcely believe that she’ll be able to stand up to what he has in mind on this night. But she comes very highly recommended. According to his buddy (who’s an expert on this sort of thing) she’s a superstar, capable of taking punishment worthy of a porn starlet.

  And supposedly she’s as nasty as can be, up for absolutely anything. Which is good, because he’s had an extremely rough couple of months thanks to his ex-wife raking him over the coals and he’s looking to take out some of his aggression without having to worry about getting arrested. Which is why he went to his friend for a recommendation in the first place.

  “What’s on tap for this evening?” Roxy asks, slipping out of her sandals.

  The monetary situation has already been dealt with, leaving them to get right down to the good stuff.

  “Whatever you can handle,” Will replies.

  “I can handle anything you can dish out,” she says. Not a dare or a brag, just a straight declaration of facts.

  “Is that right?”

  “Damn straight,” she says, flashing him a little smile.

  “Well, let’s just see,” he says, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull, bending her backwards so her face is facing the ceiling.

  Roxy’s smile widens as she moans in pleasure. Her eyes t
winkle with excitement. She clearly gets off on being treated like this; it’s not an act.

  “You like that?” Will asks.

  “I love it,” Roxy replies.

  He pulls her tight little dress down, exposing her perfect little perky tits. Her nipples are hard and sticking out like pencil erasers.

  He fondles one of her tits and pinches her nipple, eliciting a little gasp. Then he slaps down on it.

  Roxy yelps and shivers in ecstasy.

  “Do it again,” she says.

  He does it again, harder this time.

  “Harder,” she says.

  So he does, harder still. And again. And again.

  Her tit is bright red but she still seems to be enjoying it. More than ever, in fact.

  Will’s cock is pushing painfully against his pants. This is exciting him just as much as it is her.

  He pulls up on her hair, snapping her head forward.

  She’s taking deep breaths but she’s still smiling, showing him those pearly whites. Her eyes are glowing with excitement.

  He starts walking, pulling her along by the hair as he goes. He drags her over to the wall, spins her around, and pushes her back up against it. He’s standing directly in front of her when he releases her hair and grabs ahold of her throat, squeezing just a bit, nothing too serious.

  Roxy’s smile doesn’t fade one bit. If anything it gets larger.

  With one hand still around her throat Will slaps her face. The sound fills the room like a gunshot.

  Little red blossoms flare up on her cheek. But she still smiles.

  He slaps her again. Squeezes her throat a little harder. Slaps her again.

  Her smile is fading but her eyes are still radiating excitement. Her whole face is turning red now as her blood flow is restricted.

  “Do you want me to stop?” he says.

  Roxy shakes her head and mouths the word no.

  Will slaps her again. And again. And again. Squeezing tighter now, almost completely cutting of the blood flow to her brain.

  Her lips are slightly apart and quivering slightly. Her eyes start to flutter and her pupils roll back, exposing the whites of her eyes. Her head lolls slightly to the right.

  He lets go of her throat.

  The color runs back into her face and she gasps for breath. Her smile is back in full effect. Only this time it’s filled with excitement.

  “That was incredible,” she says.

  “You’re one filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he says, laughing himself.

  “The filthiest,” Roxy says, reaching down to rub his cock, which is still rock-hard and pressing against his pants.

  Will grabs her arm and pulls it away. “Not yet,” he says. “We’ll get to me in a little bit. I want to fuck with you some more.”

  “If you insist,” she says, her tone filled with mock disappointment.

  He slips her dress off by pulling it over her head and drops it to the ground. Then he grabs ahold of her throat again, not really squeezing this time, just holding her in place as his free hand wanders down her flat stomach to her pretty little shaved pussy. He rubs her pussy for a couple of seconds to get her warmed up but it’s unnecessary. She’s already soaking wet down there. So he sticks two fingers inside her and starts finger-fucking her.

  Will stands there, facing Roxy, looking down at her face as he’s exploring her insides with his fingers, his excitement building like a thunderstorm because of the control he has over her.

  She’s looking up at him with her wide eyes full of excitement, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, her breath growing more and more rapid as he increases the pressure and depth of his fingers inside her.

  He slides another finger inside her while simultaneously tightening his grip on her throat, choking off the gasp that is forming on her mouth. With three fingers now inside her he starts moving his hand more quickly in and out of her pussy, his wrist angled slightly upwards to rub the edges of her clit as he finger-fucks her.

  Roxy’s mouth is slightly open and little gasping sounds are escaping from her throat. Her face is slowly turning pink as the blood flow diminishes.

  “You like this, don’t you?” Will says.

  She nods as much as she can in her comprised situation.

  “Do you want another finger?”

  She nods.

  Without releasing her throat he slips his pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It’s a tight fit but she loosens up a bit as he moves his fingers inside her.

  A short time later Roxy’s entire body is quivering, her legs on the verge of failing. Her head slumps to the side just a bit and her eyes flutter. She’s about to pass out.

  He doesn’t want that. So he releases her throat but continues finger-fucking her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.

  Roxy leans into him to keep from falling, her head on his chest.

  He’s the only thing holding her up but still he continues working her pussy, keeping her right on the edge. Her breaths are shallow and punctuated by high-pitched sounds of pleasure.

  Finally she catches her breath and pulls back a bit, using the wall for support now.

  Will takes a moment to unzip his pants and pull his cock out with his free hand. It’s sticking straight out, as stiff as a board, feeling like it’s trying to push through his skin.

  “Stroke it,” he says to Roxy.

  Her hand flies down to his cock and starts jerking him off.

  He reaches out and grabs ahold of her tit and squeezes it while his other hand continues working her pussy.

  They stand there, face-to-face, playing with each other for a full minute before he’s ready for something more.

  He pulls his fingers from her pussy and gives it a little smack.

  Roxy yelps and her body stiffens for a moment but her smile doesn’t fade. Not one bit. Nor does she let go of his cock.

  Will sticks his fingers in her mouth so she can clean them of her juices.

  Roxy licks her fingers one-by-one, until they are completely clean, staring at him the entire time, continuing to jerk him off. Not saying anything, just waiting for his direction.

  What a perfect submissive little slut. Time to start putting her to better use.

  He pushes down on her shoulders.

  She kneels to the ground without any resistance whatsoever.

  He shifts his hands to her head and grabs ahold of her hair, uses it to hold her head against the wall.

  “Open your mouth,” he says.

  She obliges, opening it wide. Her eyes are gleaming as she looks up at him.

  He sticks his cock inside her mouth and starts sliding it in and out, moving slowly, not giving her much more than the tip. He gradually slips it further inside her until it’s about halfway in. He speeds up his thrusts.

  Her lips close around his cock.

  Will pulls his cock out, uses it to smack her cheek a few times.

  “Did I tell you to close your mouth?” he asks.

  Roxy shakes her head.

  “That’s right,” he says. “I didn’t. This time keep it open.”

  She nods.

  He sticks his cock back inside her mouth and starts pumping her face again, more aggressively this time. Gagging sounds come from her throat as he pummels her mouth but she keeps it open no matter how much of his cock he gives her.

  “Tongue out,” he says.

  Roxy does as she’s told; Will can see her tongue beneath his cock as he pumps her mouth. Saliva is pouring out of her mouth, running down her chin and neck and coating her chest. Tears are dripping from her eyes, running down her cheek but from the way she’s looking at him she’s still enjoying herself and not in any real distress.

  His cock is slippery as hell as he gives her the whole thing, from tip to base, relentlessly slamming it in and back out of her throat, still holding her head against the wall with his hands.

  The gagging and coughing sounds are growing louder with every thrust. A little pool of
saliva is gathering on the carpet beneath her. He’s thoroughly enjoying throat-fucking her; perhaps a little too much. He’s almost at the point of cumming. He know he needs to move onto something else before it’s too late. But first he wants to do something.

  He slips his cock out of her mouth, giving her a couple of moments to catch her breath then slams it back inside, all the way down her throat until her nose is poking into his stomach. But instead of pulling it back out right away, like he’s done every time up until this point, he holds it there, his cock all the way down her throat.

  “Look at me,” he says.

  She shifts her gaze upward as best she can while deepthroating him, looking up at him with tear-stained puppy-dog eyes.

  “Holy fuck,” Will says under his breath, doing everything in his power not to cum in her throat right there. Something about the helplessness and needing of that look nearly puts him over the edge.

  Trying not to think about what that says about his psychological state, he quickly pulls his cock from her mouth and backs off, taking a moment to gather himself.

  Roxy coughs a couple of times then catches her breath with a few deep gulps of air. But she’s still smiling, always smiling. She is clearly a freaky little slut.

  “Are you ready for more?” he asks.

  “Always,” she replies.

  Will still has a handful of her hair and he yanks it forward, pulling her down to her hands and knees. Then he leads her by the hair over towards the couch, him walking, her crawling. He looks back at her, taking in her thin, lithe body as it moves; her toned arms, razor-sharp shoulder blades, arched back. And that impossibly tight ass sticking up, swaying with every crawling step forward.

  Roxy sees him watching her and cranes her neck to catch his eyes. Anticipation and excitement play across her features. Her bottom lip is tucked between her teeth and her eyes are pools of need.