by Nikki Sins
Fred nods.
“I can do whatever I want to you, can’t I?”
He nods again.
With a serious look on my face, I reach around and grab ahold of his balls, lightly squeezing them as I once again start to bounce up and down on Fred’s cock. After a little while, he runs his hands up my stomach and cups them underneath my tits, pushing up on them. I lean back, shifting my weight back and putting more pressure on his balls as I continue hammering away at him.
I arch my back, lifting my chin to the ceiling and exposing the hollow of my neck. Fred has started lifting his hips up as our bodies come together allowing him to penetrate me more deeply.
“Just like that,” I say, my voice demanding and under control. I don’t want him to know how excited I am. I don’t want his head getting too big. “Right there. Right fucking there.”
I slam my body down onto his as hard as I can, trying to drive him into the mattress. I continue riding him like an insane cowgirl for another minute or so before I’ve had enough. Keeping his cock firmly inside my pussy, I spin around so I’m facing the other way, my back and ass to him, in the reverse-cowgirl position. I immediately pick up where I left off, riding him viciously, pounding my pussy down onto him so hard that it’s almost painful.
I reach back, grab one of my ass cheeks in each hand, and spread my ass. Holding my ass open, I ride him some more before releasing one of my ass cheeks and sticking my index finger from that hand into my asshole. I work the tip of my finger around for a little bit then pull it out and bring it to my mouth. Turning my upper body so I’m looking back at him, I suck the ass juices off of my finger. Once it’s clean I add my middle finger to the mix, getting them both lubed up.
“Grab my ass with your hands and spread them apart,” I say to Fred.
As he reaches out and spreads my ass cheeks wide, I slip my fingers into my asshole. A little moan escapes from my throat and I slow things down, riding his cock in long, slow thrusts while my fingers work my asshole. Once it’s a good and loose, I stick a third finger inside.
Moaning more loudly now, I jam all three fingers deep into my asshole, moving them back and forth as it continues to widen. Eventually I pull all three fingers out and lick them clean.
“Do you like that?” I say, still turned to look at him. “Do you like watching me play with my asshole?”
Fred nods.
“Do you want a turn?”
He nods again.
“Then go ahead,” I say. “Be my guest.”
With my prodding, Fred takes the reins, spitting on his middle and index fingers and then sliding them into my asshole. I reach back and spread my ass and start bouncing on him with more intensity while he works my asshole with his fingers.
After a full minute, I yank Fred’s fingers out of my asshole. With my upper body still turned to face him, I slip his two fingers into my mouth. Once I’ve sucked them clean of my ass juices, I climb off of him and scoot my body backwards until my ass his right above his head.
With my hands still spreading my ass wide, I drop my pussy directly onto his face again. The only difference this time is I’m facing the other way. I give him all of my weight, smothering him for a few seconds before switching things up.
Shifting my body forward a little bit, I change the angle so that now my asshole is right above Fred’s mouth. He sticks his tongue out and starts licking my asshole, working it around in circles, getting my anus nice and wet.
“Holy fucking shit,” I say. “That feels so fucking good. You lick ass like a champ, my friend.”
As I continue to moan and shudder above him, Fred slides the tip of his tongue into my asshole and starts bouncing his face against my ass, forcing his tongue deeper inside me with every thrust. I release my ass cheeks and drop my weight onto his face, smothering him with my ass, and forcing his tongue even deeper inside my asshole.
While Fred struggles beneath me, I lean forward and take his cock in my mouth and start bobbing my head up and down. I eventually lift my ass off his face, giving him a chance to breathe. As he gasps for air, I continue sucking his cock, taking it from tip to base, as wet, sloppy sounds escape from my mouth.
Once Fred is breathing normally again, he spreads my ass with his hands and goes back to work licking my asshole. It isn’t long before I release Fred’s cock from my mouth and start climbing back down his body.
Still facing away from him, I grab his cock and hold it upright while I insert it into my asshole. Leaning back, half squatting, my elbows locked out and palms on the bed back by Fred’s head, I slam my ass down onto his groin, taking him balls deep in my asshole right away.
Not taking things slow at all, I ride Fred’s cock, bouncing up and down, hammering away, my entire weight slamming down onto his body. As Fred grabs ahold of my waist to help me balance, I run my hand down my stomach and insert two fingers into my pussy.
To my surprise, Fred takes some initiative, putting his hands beneath my ass and holding my body in place while he jackhammers his hips upward, fucking my asshole while I bang away at my pussy.
At one point in the proceedings, Fred’s cock slips out of my asshole between thrusts. I pop my fingers out of my pussy and slide my ass back towards him a bit. Sitting on his stomach, I lean over and wrap my lips around his cock and go to town on it, bobbing up and down, taking the whole thing in my mouth, gagging on it and getting it even more slippery than before.
After Fred’s cock is coated with my saliva, I scoot forward and slide it back into my asshole. But instead of bouncing this time, I move my ass forward and back, grinding on his cock.
Fred gives me a slap on the ass. I yelp then turns my upper body so I’m looking back at him.
“Do it again,” I say. “Slap my ass some more.”
He obliges, slapping my other cheek. I yelp again and straighten my body so I’m facing forward again and start moving my hips in a circular motion, taking his cock for a ride while he continues slapping my ass.
My back is arched and my head is tilted up slightly, allowing my hair to spill down my back, tempting Fred, taunting him. Taking the bait, Fred grabs a handful of my hair and gives it a little tug.
I reply with a low moan and then retaliate by reaching down and grabbing ahold of his ballsack in my hand and giving it a squeeze while continuing to hammer my ass down on his cock. Fred returns the favor by yanking harder on my hair.
“You wanna play rough?” I say. “Okay then, let’s play rough.” I then proceed to squeeze his balls more tightly.
Enjoying the implications of this little game, Fred pulls hard enough that I let out a sharp gasp that has a little pain mixed in with the pleasure. Once I have recovered I squeeze Fred’s balls so hard that he gasps almost entirely in pain.
Getting the hint, Fred immediately releases my hair. I turn back to face him again, a little smile on my lips.
“Too much for you, huh?” I say.
“Just a little,” he says.
I don’t release his balls but I do tone down the pressure, still squeezing but not as hard. I play with his balls while I continue fucking him, rubbing them together and juggling them in my palm.
“Is this better?” I say.
“Much,” he replies between deep breaths. I can tell he’s enjoying himself now.
I straddle the line between pleasure and pain so successfully that Fred is right at the point where he’s about ready to cum. His groans are deeper and more consistent, his breath more rapid.
But I can sense this and I’m not ready for him to finish yet. So I let go of his balls for a moment before smacking them a couple of times, causing him to flinch, but more importantly, bringing him a couple steps back from orgasm.
“Oh, did that hurt a little bit?” I say, acting all innocent.
He just glares at me, knowing that I already know the answer to that question.
Laughing softly, I lift myself off Fred’s cock, freeing it from my asshole, then spin around to face him, switching my f
eet so I’m still straddling his waist.
Standing over him, I play with my pussy, slipping three fingers inside and banging away. A few seconds later I let out a deep, shuddering moan and cum again, dripping pussy juice all over Fred’s stomach and chest.
I immediately bend down and lick my juices off Fred’s body, my tongue running over his flesh while my eyes remained locked on his.
After I’ve cleaned Fred off, I squat down, grab ahold his cock, and slide it back into my asshole. With my hands on his chest for balance, I drop my body onto his cock, taking it all the way down before rising back up, making his cock completely disappear inside my asshole.
“Do you like it when my asshole swallows your entire cock?” I ask, staring down at Fred.
He nods, his eyes wide and his breath rapid.
I bounce on his cock for a little while before straddling him proper and using my asshole to work his cock up and down and forward and back at the same time, my moans reaching a fevered pitch now.
As Fred steadily approaches orgasm, I start rubbing my clit with my right hand while continuing to hammer down on his cock with my ass. After working my clit for half a minute, I let out yet another animalistic moan and cum yet again, sending more of my juices squirting out of my pussy.
This time the spray is more powerful; it reaches his upper chest and neck and some even gets on his face. For some reason me squirting all over him turns Fred on immensely, immediately putting him over the edge. He curses under his breath a couple times, alerting me that he’s about to cum.
“Are you ready to cum?” I ask.
He nods emphatically.
I pull his cock out of my asshole and bend down in front of him. Taking the shaft of his cock in my hand and the head in my mouth, I proceed to jerk him off while sucking on the tip.
I stare at Fred while I blow him to completion, my eyes locked onto his.
Fred’s body tenses in preparation of cumming. I can tell by the look on his face that he thinks I’m going to take his load in my mouth but just as he starts to shoot his seed I pull his cock out of my mouth and aim it back at him, pointing it at his head.
Staring at him with an amused look in my eyes, I jerk Fred off to completion, sending his white sperm shooting up towards his face. With no real recourse, Fred grimaces and turns his head to the side, hoping to spare himself the brunt of the explosion.
Luckily for him, just a few splashes hit his chin. Most of his load ends up on his stomach and chest and a little bit on his neck, mixing with my juices that I deposited on him just moments ago.
Smiling at him with a demonic grin, I take Fred’s cock in my mouth and suck on the tip, extracting the last few drops of cum from his cock with enough force to make him squirm. Eventually I let his cock out of my mouth and release my hold on it.
As Fred’s chest heaves in an attempt to catch his breath, I slide off him and climb to my feet.
“Wow,” he says. “That was fucking incredible.”
“Even the last part?” I ask, needling him just a bit.
“I’m not so sure about that part,” he says. “But I probably deserved it.”
“Most men do,” I say. “But most don’t deal with it as well as you did.”
“Thanks,” he says, laughing. “I guess that’s a compliment.”
“The best kind,” I reply. “And even better, it earned you another go-around one of these days.”
“Is that right?”
“It most certainly is,” I say. I grabbed a pen from a nearby desk and wrote my number onto his palm. “Next time you’re in town, give me a call and maybe we’ll be able to work something out.”
“Sounds like a plan,” he says.
“Now go clean yourself up,” I say. “Being covered in your own cum isn’t the best look for a man.”
“Yeah,” he laughs. “My cum would look much better all over you.”
“Next time, baby,” I say, leaning forward and giving him a kiss. “Next time.”
“I can’t wait,” Fred says. He climbs to his feet and heads towards the bathroom. After starting the shower, he sticks his head back out. “Are you going to still be here when I get out?”
But I’ve already gotten dressed and am closing the front door behind me as I hear the question. Smiling, I head down the hallway towards the elevator, thinking about the first rule of being a dirty little slut.
Always leave them wanting more.
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HIS GIRLFRIEND OWNS HIM
Terrence Porter was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Holly, his live-in girlfriend of six months, was already asleep and she had to be up in four hours to go to work, so waking her wasn’t an option. Which was fine by Terrence; sometimes it was just easier to jerk off anyway. He didn’t have to worry about pleasing anyone but himself.
Making sure the door to the bedroom was closed so he wouldn’t disturb Holly, Terrence sat down on the couch, opened the laptop, and put it on the coffee table. After surfing the internet for a few minutes he found exactly what he was looking for: a link advertising a tiny little brunette with gigantic fake tits getting fucked in the ass. He clicked on the link and slid his cock out of his pants.
Terrence was just starting to get into it when he heard the door creak open behind him. He quickly leaned forward and flipped the laptop shut, then stuffed his cock back into his pants, hoping that he wasn’t too late. The last thing he needed right now was to get in an argument with his girlfriend.
“What are you doing?” Holly asked, wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing else. It barely covered her ass and made her already long legs look even longer. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was messed up from sleeping, but that just made her look more sexy. And her nipples were hard and poking up against the cotton.
“Nothing,” Terrence said, unable to take his eyes off her. He found himself wondering—as he often did—how he’d ended up with such a smoking hot chick and how long she would put up with his crap before getting rid of his ass.
“Yeah, right,” she said. “Don’t give me that shit. You were doing something on the laptop.”
“I was just looking at fantasy football.”
“Football, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Holly came around the couch and was standing in front of him, glaring down on him. She glanced down at his groin.
“Does fantasy football usually give you a boner?”
“Actually,” Terrence said, “You always say that it does.”
“Yeah, dumb question, I guess,” Holly said. “But the computer screen won’t lie. You don’t mind if I take a look, do you?”
“There’s no need,” Terrence said. “I already closed the page. I had just finished up and was coming to bed.”
“Then you really won’t mind if I peek at it,” Holly said. She reached for the laptop.
Terrence sat back and dropped his eyes and shook his head. There was no use trying to stop her now. He was just going to have to take his medicine like a man.
Holly flipped open the laptop. The video Terrence had been watching picked up right where it had left off.
“Yeah, you were just about finished, all right,” Holly said, looking back at him.
Terrence kept his mouth shut. He knew that anything he said now would just get him in more trouble.
“Well,” Holly said, surprisingly sounding more amused than pissed off. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What can I say?” Terrence asked. “You were asleep and I was feeling it. So I decided to take care of my problem.”
“Did you even bother trying to wake me up?”
“No, I figured you just wanted to sleep.”
“Why did you think that?”
Terrence shrugged.
“You know what I think?” Holly said. “I think you would rather watch some slut take it in the ass than fuck your girlfriend.”
“That’s not true,” Terrence said.
“No? Then how do you
explain coming home and turning on porn without even trying to wake me up.”
“I already told you—”
“Yeah, yeah,” she said. Her words were harsh but her tone said it was all in good fun. She wasn’t really all that pissed at him. “You just figured I wanted to sleep.”
“Exactly.”
“So you would rather fuck me than watch porn?”
“Of course,” Terrence said.
“You’re gonna have to prove it to me,” Holly said.
“Gladly,” Terrence said, starting to stand up.
Holly put her hands on her shoulders and gave him a shove, knocking him back down onto the couch. “No, no, no,” she said. “You’re just going to sit there and let me do whatever I want to you until I say you can do otherwise. That’s how you’re going to prove it to me.”
Terrence tried not to smile. He loved it when Holly took charge. He only wished she did it more often. If he would have known how easy it was to get her to take charge, he would have done something like this earlier.
“Fine, fine,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Whatever you say.”
“Don’t give me that shit,” Holly said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”
“Promises, promises,” Terrence said.
“Yeah, you just wait, mister. You just wait.”
And with that, Holly slipped off her t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. Terrence again marveled at how smoking hot she was with her sculpted arms, gorgeous tits, washboard stomach, perfect ass and long, shapely legs.
As Terrence stared at Holly, she started playing with her pussy, rubbing the outside of it with her fingers, slowly at first, before gradually picking up steam.
Terrence’s cock was still hard from earlier and getting harder with every passing second. He pulled it out of his pants and started playing with it.
But Holly was having none of that. She bent over and slapped his arm away with her free hand.
“I told you to sit there and watch, not to play with your cock,” she said. “You’re being punished, not rewarded. Now don’t fucking touch it again, okay?”