She flashes another looks over her shoulder at Scott, then slaps her ass cheek. Giggling, she slaps it again. Still looking back at him she bends over at the waist with her legs still straight.
Completely bent over at the waist, Holly looks at Scott from between her legs and beckons him over. As he makes his way towards her, she straightens up, then reaches back and grabs one ass cheek with each hand and spreads them wide, opening her ass up to him. “Come on and get your face in there,” she says.
Scott drops to his knees and buries his face between her cheeks.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Holly says as Scott goes to work on her pussy, running his tongue up it, licking it like there’s no tomorrow.
Holly releases her ass cheeks and grabs two handfuls of Scott’s hair. She pulls him towards her, smashing his face against her flesh. She holds him there, smothering him with her ass, his tongue buried deep in her pussy and his nose pressing up against her asshole.
Holly can feel Scott struggling to breath but she holds him in place for a full 10 seconds before letting him go. His head snaps back and he gasps for breath.
“Do you like that?” she asks, looking back at him. “Do you like it when I smother you with my ass?”
Scott nods his head vigorously. His smile is threatening to split his face in half.
“Yeah, I thought you might.”
Holly grabs ahold of Scott’s head once again and pull his face towards her. But this time she drops her ass a little bit lower, so his tongue is directly in line with her asshole.
Scott knows exactly what she wants and he obliges, running his tongue in circles over her asshole before plunging the tip of it inside her anus.
“There you go,” she says, grinding her ass against his face. “Lick my dirty shithole, you filthy little bastard.”
Apparently her dirty talking turns Scott on, as he starts to go after her asshole with more energy.
“Holy fuck, that feels so fucking good,” she says. His tongue is deep in her asshole as he struggles for breath beneath her.
Eventually Holly lets him go, heaving and gasping.
“Not bad,” she says, looking down at him over her shoulder. “Not bad at all. But now I want your cock inside me. It is still hard, right?”
“It sure is,” Scott says.
Still grasping Scott’s hair, Holly uses it to pull him to his feet. He pushes his body up against hers, his cock pressing against the crack of her ass.
Holly reaches back and grabs ahold of his cock and smacks it against her ass cheek a few times before slipping it into her soaking wet pussy.
They both let out little groans of pleasure as Scott enters Holly again. He tries to take things slow, but she don’t let him, bouncing her ass back against him with so much force that he almost loses his balance.
“Come on big boy,” she says, taunting him just a little bit. “What are you waiting for? Fuck me like you mean it.”
Scott obliges, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her back towards him as he fucks her from behind. He hammers away at her pussy, giving her his cock balls-deep, his hips slamming against her ass with every thrust as he grunts like an animal.
Holly is loving Scott’s newfound intensity, but still she needs more. And over the years she’s learned that the easiest way to get that from a man is to appeal to his ego.
“Is that all you got?” she asks, turning her head to look back at him. “Come on, you can fuck me harder than that.”
Scott takes the bait, grabbing her shoulders and shoving her upper body against the wall, smashing her tits against it. Holly turns her face sideways and plants one palm against the wall on either side of her head to balance herself as he pummels her from behind.
“Is this what you want?” Scott snarls, leaning in so his mouth is right next to her ear. “Do you want me to shove you up against the wall and fuck you like there’s no tomorrow?”
Gasping, Holly nods her head.
“Fine,” Scott says. “Then that’s what you’ll get.”
He puts his open palm against the side of her face and pushes on it, holding her head against the wall.
“What about this?” he asks, still hammering away at her pussy. “Do you like this too?”
“I fucking love it,” Holly says, spitting the words out between deep breaths. She can barely talk she’s so turned on. “Give me everything you’ve got. I can take it.”
Grinning like a madman, Scott spreads his legs and starts pounding away at her like never before. With his right hand he smacks her ass while still holding her face against the wall with his left.
“Smack me again,” Holly growls. “Treat me like the dirty little slut that I am. Pummel me! Break me in fucking half!”
So Scott does, spanking her ass repeatedly, the sounds filling the room like gunshots. His left hand creeps down her face a little bit and he slides three fingers into her open mouth.
Staring right at Holly, his face a mask of concentration, Scott pulls down on her jaw while slamming his cock deep into her pussy.
All the rough stuff has Holly ready to burst. But she needs something to get herself over the top. So while Scott fucks the shit out of her and slaps her ass and fills up her mouth with his fingers, Holly slides her hand down and starts aggressively rubbing at her clit.
With all the different stimuli, it isn’t long before Holly cums, the orgasm passing through her system quickly but intensely while Scott continues doing his thing, oblivious to what just happened.
But despite his obliviousness to her recent orgasm, he’s obviously having a blast. In fact, Holly can see from the look on his face that he’s fighting another orgasm. She’s not through with him yet, however, so she shifts her hips forward and forces his cock to slide out of her pussy.
Before Scott can complain, Holly quickly drops to her knees and turns around to face him, her back now towards the wall but not pressing against it. Before he can say a word, she uses her tongue to clean her juices off of his cock.
“I love the taste of my pussy juices,” she says in between licks, staring up at him the entire time. “Especially when I’m licking them off a man’s hard cock.”
Scott barks a harsh laugh and shakes his head, smiling all the while. He’s clearly enjoying Holly’s slutty side.
Once Scott’s cock is clean, Holly wraps her lips around the tip and starts to suck on just the head. Still maintaining eye contact, she works the tip of his cock with her mouth while her hand works his shaft.
“Do you like that?” she asks, pulling her mouth off his cock for just a moment. “Do you like it when I suck your cock after you’ve been fucking me?”
“I fucking love it,” Scott says.
“Well that’s good,” Holly says. “Because so do I.”
She takes his cock in her mouth again and starts to blow him proper, taking him three-quarters of the way down with every pump.
After bobbing on Scott’s cock for a while, Holly pulls back and takes a deep breath. Then she put her arms behind her back and hooks her hands together.
“I want you to fuck my face,” she says, looking up at him. “I want you to pretend that my mouth is my pussy and fuck the shit out of it. Can you do that for me, tough guy?”
With one side of his mouth turned up in a little smile, Scott nods.
“Then what are you waiting for?” Holly says. She opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out.
Shaking his head softly from side to side as though he can’t believe his luck, Scott grabs ahold of his cock, steps forward, and slides it directly into Holly’s mouth.
Scott doesn’t waste any time at all, pummeling Holly’s mouth with his cock right from the get-go. With his hands on her head to control her, he slams his cock in and out of her mouth, forcing her to gag repeatedly and drip spittle down her chin and onto the floor.
“You like this shit don’t you?” Scott says. “You like being controlled, being forced to do things and having no say in it.”
“You are such a dirty fucking little whore,” Scott says, his tone filled with wonder. “You truly can’t get enough, can you?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer, jamming his cock as far as he can into Holly’s mouth, forcing her to deepthroat him.
Scott holds his cock there, deep in Holly’s throat, with his hands on the back of her head, keeping her in place, for a full ten seconds before finally releasing her.
Holly’s head flies back and she gasps for air, coughing and gagging but still smiling. The tears leaking from her eyes is causing the mascara to run down her cheeks, towards her chin, turning Scott on like crazy.
“You want more, don’t you?” he says, smiling like a demon.
“I want all you’ve got,” Holly replies.
Laughing, Scott gives her a smack across the cheek.
“Like that?” he says.
“Exactly like that,” Holly says.
Scott smacks her again, harder this time.
Holly lets out a yelp but her smile grows wider and she starts playing with her pussy to help herself deal with her growing excitement.
Scott’s excitement is growing too, and after a few more smacks he pushes Holly backwards so the back of her head is against the wall. Grabbing a handful of her hair to hold her head in place, he orders her to open her mouth wide.
After she does, he slides his cock into her mouth, shoving it more than halfway in and then thrusting his hips back and forth, face-fucking her.
As Holly gags and makes slurping, choking sounds, Scott pummels her face, giving her everything he has, then slams his cock deep in her throat once again and holds it there.
After ten seconds, Holly tries to turn her head away to catch her breath but Scott doesn’t let her.
“No, no, no,” he says. “You’re not done yet, slut. Not until I say so.”
A few seconds later, Holly gags and a torrent of saliva runs out of her mouth and onto the floor. She tries to move away again but Scott isn’t done yet.
“Just a little bit more,” he says.
Holly obliges, calming herself while Scott holds his cock deep inside her throat. A few seconds later he finally backs away, letting his cock slip out of her mouth.
Gagging, she takes a moment to catch her breath, then starts working herself further beneath him. While he stands over her, looking down, Holly takes one of his balls in her mouth and pulls down on it.
“Holy shit,” Scott says, staring down at her.
Holly pops his testicle out of her mouth and starts sucking on the other one, while Scott moans and groans above her.
After a bit, she grabs his sack and pinches it off, creating a little pocket with his balls on the inside. Scott lets out a little grunt, then sucks air into his lungs as she takes both balls into her mouth at the same time.
“Jesus Christ,” Scott says, grimacing a bit at the force in which Holly is sucking on his balls.
Feeling a little bad for him—like most men, he can’t even come close to taking what he can dish out—Holly reaches up and starts jerking him off while relaxing a little bit on the amount of suction she’s applying to his balls.
This seems to do the trick for Scott. Holly has hit on the perfect amount of pleasure and pain for him, taking him right to the brink of orgasm in a flash.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he says, which Holly recognizes as man-code for I’m going to cum. She quickly releases his balls and scoots back, then rises on her legs so her head is directly in front his cock, right at the same level.
“Are you ready to burst?” she says.
Scott nods.
“Cum on my face, baby,” Holly says. “Can you do that for me?”
Scott nods again.
Rising up a bit, Holly takes the tip of his cock in her mouth and sucks on it greedily while jerking his shaft with her hand at the same time. Maintaining eye contact with Scott, she works his cock knowingly, reading his eyes and body for the exact moment when he’s going to shoot his load.
And then he’s there, grimacing and tensing up for a moment before bucking.
Holly pops the head of his cock from her mouth at the perfect time, just as he starts to cum, and takes his blasts of sperm right in her face.
By the time Scott is done, her chin and cheeks and forehead are covered, along with the remnants from his earlier orgasm drying on her chest.
“My god,” Scott says, shivering in pleasure. “You truly are one filthy little slut, aren’t you?”
“You better believe it,” she says, smiling with her face covered in his cum. “And you’re one hell of a stud.”
“Thanks,” he says.
“I must say, it looks like you have a bright future in this company, Scott.”
“Thanks,” he says, smiling sheepishly. “So what happens now?”
Holly stands up, then holds out her hand and helps Scott to his feet. “Now put your clothes back on and get back to work,” she says, turning and walking towards the bathroom at the far end of the room. “And do me a favor and tell Scott Thompson I need to see him in my office in thirty minutes.”
As she enters the bathroom, Holly catches a glimpse of Scott’s shocked and slightly hurt face in the mirror. She laughs softly and closes the door.
“These poor young men, thinking they’re the special,” she says to herself in the mirror. “One day they’ll learn they’re just nothing more than a cock and two balls.” She grabs a washcloth and gets it wet and starts rinsing off her chest. It’s time to get cleaned up. She’s only got thirty more minutes until she gets to order another junior executive around.
Yep, Holly loves her job.
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AGGRESSIVE & FILTHY: VOLUME 47
Dinner was incredible. We didn’t mess around with any salads or crap like that; we went straight for the main course. Steaks. New York Strip for me and Filet Mignon for Jamie. Plus chocolate sin cake for dessert. Not to mention two more bottles of wine while we ate. By the time we were done eating we were getting funny looks from the other diners. But we didn’t care. Not one bit. We were drunk and aching to get back to the room and if the tables near us overheard what we saying to each other, so what? It wasn’t our fault they weren’t comfortable enough with sex to hear it discussed by a couple of strangers.
Walking through the casino was a blast. Upon leaving the restaurant we’d decided to see how much we could get away with before security got involved. As it turned out, in Vegas, you can get away with almost anything short of fucking right there in the middle of the casino.
During our time across the floor we made out, groped each other, talked aloud about what we were going to do to each other once back in the room, fondled each other’s private parts and generally made a spectacle of ourselves without getting in trouble. Don’t get me wrong, there were quite a few dirty looks and some thinly-veiled comments but nothing serious.
The elevator was quite an adventure too. We were the only ones inside, so I stuck the key card into the slot and pressed the button for the 47th floor. Jamie was all over me the moment the door closed, pushing me back against the wall of the elevator and sticking her tongue in my mouth while she rubbed my cock, which was pressing painfully against the thin material of my pants and had been for some time.
“Good old Viagra,” she said. “It just doesn’t quit, does it?”
“I think it has more to do with you than the Viagra.”
Smiling, she dropped to her knees.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I said.
“No, but I’m sure it’ll be fun,” Jamie said as she unzipped my pants with practiced ease, reached in and slipped my cock out.
Keeping her eyes locked on mine, Jamie took my cock in her mouth and proceeded to blow me while I watched the numbers above the elevator door rise into the mid 20’s. I looked down to watch her work when suddenly the elevator slowed down. I snapped my head up, saw that we were still in the 30
’s, and quickly pulled Jamie to her feet. I turned her around and pulled her in close so her lower half was pressing up against my cock, hiding it from view as the elevator came to a stop on floor 35.
Jamie’s hair was mussed up and there was a little bit of saliva on her chin but she didn’t care. In fact, I knew she got off on this sort of thing. It was probably the reason why she’d gone down on me in the first place, just hoping that something like this would happen.
A little bell dinged and the doors opened, revealing a balding, middle-aged man in a bathrobe with a bucket of ice in his hands. He saw us and immediately understood what was going on. He hesitated a moment then stepped into the elevator, his face already starting to turn red. He pressed the button for the 36th floor and shot us an embarrassed look as the doors closed.
“The ice machine was broken on my floor,” he said sheepishly. He was holding the bucket of ice directly in front of his groin, no doubt to hide the swiftly growing tent.
“Don’t you hate that?” Jamie said, smiling broadly at looking right at him.
The man nodded and looked down at the floor. I just stared straight ahead, looking at Jamie in the mirrored walls of the elevator, trying not to burst out laughing. She caught my gaze in the mirror and gave me a wink.
The elevator rose one floor, dinged and stopped again. The doors opened and the man hustled out into the hallway without another word.
We were laughing uncontrollably before the doors even closed behind him. I stuffed my cock back in my pants and the elevator started moving again.
“So do you have anything special you want me to do to you tonight?” I asked as the elevator rose towards our floor.
“Are you taking requests?”
“If you’ve got any.”
“Oh, I’ve got a couple things in mind.”
“Like what?”
“For starters, you know that thing you do with your fingers?”
“Of course.”
“I want you to do that until I’m begging you to stop,” Jamie said, rubbing her ass against my crotch. “And then I want you to keep on doing it, and keep on doing it, and keep on doing it until I’m going to fucking explode.” She turned her head and flashed me a wicked smile. “And then I want you to do it some more.”
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