by Evan Harder
But I do. Rachel’s asshole is tighter than her pussy was and the pressure on my cock is constant, as her asshole squeezes every centimeter of it at all times, even as she continues hammering away at it.
“Do you like that?” she asks, her face mere inches from mine as she works her lower half on my cock. “Do you like having your cock in my asshole?”
“I fucking love it,” I say.
“That’s good to hear,” she says. “Because I do too.”
She thrusts her tongue into my mouth and roughly explores around, our lips jammed together with insistence while she continues bouncing on my cock.
After making out for a little while, Rachel pulls back. She mixes things up for a bit, keeping my cock deep inside her asshole but moving her body forward and back, rocking my cock and constantly altering the angle of penetration.
Finally she slows things down, sitting atop me while she takes a moment to catch her breath and let me catch mine too. My cock is still deep inside her asshole, but she’s not moving at all.
“Having fun yet?” she asks, a filthy grin on her face.
“I’m having a great time,” I say.
“That’s good to hear,” Rachel says. “Do you still have some more in you?”
“Hell yeah.”
“You’re not ready to cum yet?”
“Not yet,” I say.
“How much longer do you have?” she asks.
“That’s tough to say. Not too much. But a bit still.”
“That’s good to hear,” Rachel says. “Because there’s still some stuff I want to do before we’re done.”
“Like what?” I ask.
“Like taste my ass from your cock,” she replies. “How does that sound?”
“That sounds great,” I say.
“I think so too,” Rachel says. She climbs off of me, drops to her knees, and takes my cock in her mouth, sucking her ass juices off it.
“My ass tastes so fucking good,” she says after licking it clean. “Do you want a taste?”
“I’d love one,” I reply.
Still holding onto my cock, Rachel stands up, pulling me to my feet too. After slipping her tongue into my mouth and swapping spit for half a minute, she wiggles away and climbs onto the couch and gets on her hands and knees, her ass facing me, my hard cock sticking straight out, practically touching her asshole.
“Are you ready to fuck my asshole some more?” she asks, looking back at me.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I say.
“Okay,” she says. “But I need you to fuck me good,” she says. “I need you to hammer my asshole until I’m screaming. I want you to try and break me in half, understand?”
“I’ll do my best,” I say.
“Good enough,” she says. “And when you’re ready to cum, do it right inside my asshole. I want to feel your hot sperm inside me.”
“If you insist,” I say.
“Oh, I do. I do,” Rachel says as she maneuvers the tip of my cock so it’s pressing against her asshole, then without further ado, pushes her ass back, forcing my cock inside her.
I immediately take the reins, grabbing her hips and slamming my cock into her asshole, giving her the entire thing right from the get-go.
Rachel turns her head back so she can look back at me while I fuck her ass. “Yeah, yeah, just like that,” she says. “Hammer that asshole with your cock. Give it to me. Break me in half.”
So I do, giving her everything I can, my body slamming into hers so hard that she’s bouncing forward with every thrust.
“Like this?” I say. “Is this how you want to get fucked?”
Biting down on her bottom lip, she nods her head.
Getting into it now, I grab a handful of her hair and give it a tug, forcing her chin towards the ceiling and altering the angle of penetration.
“What about this?” I say. “Do you like it when I pull your hair?”
“I fucking love it,” she says, growling out the words.
“Yeah?” I say, using her hair to pull her body back as I’m coming forward, allowing me to penetrate her asshole even further. “Like this?”
“Yes,” she says, again growling more than talking. “Yes, yes, YES, YES!”
And then, just when I don’t think it’s possible for Rachel to get any sluttier, she grabs the dildo from the end table and slips it into her mouth. Watching her gag on the dildo while I’m fucking her is almost enough to make me cum right there. It takes serious effort to hold out, but I don’t know how much longer I can.
Luckily for me, gagging on the dildo turns Rachel on more than it does me, sending her right to the edge. Now that I can see she’s on the verge of cumming, I’m able to use up the last of my reserves, pummeling her more aggressively than any other time all night, hammering my cock in and out of her, giving it to her from tip to base as she squirms and squeals and grunts even with her mouth still full.
Just before she’s ready to cum, Rachel pulls the dildo out of her mouth and slides it into her pussy and starts banging herself. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop!” she screams. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum so fucking hard right now!”
Rachel’s moans turn more heated and a few seconds later she cums again, her body shaking and shimmying while a loud piercing scream escapes from her throat.
“Goddamnpieceofshitmotherfucker!” she cries as her orgasm run through her like a freight train.
Now that Rachel is finished, it’s my turn. My balls are tight and tense and I’m ready to pop.
Rachel can sense it too. She turns to me, her hair all messed up and her mascara running, and says, “Come on, baby. Pop that load in my asshole.”
I can’t turn down a request like that, so I go to town on Rachel’s asshole, giving it to her with absolutely everything I have, my cock slamming into her, filling up her anus, my balls slapping up against the underside of her pussy, her ass rippling with the force of my thrusts while she begs and pleads for me to fuck her harder.
I’m right on the razor’s edge when Rachel’s hand slides further beneath her body and grabs my ballsack and gives it a squeeze.
That last little bit is more than I can handle. I tense up for a moment then release with a shudder and a groan as my cock shoots out load after load into Rachel’s asshole, filling it up with my sperm while I continue moving against her, slowing down until I finally stops, the tip of my cock still inside her asshole.
“My god that was incredible,” I say, barely able to talk because of all the air I’m sucking into my lungs.
“Yeah, I’d have to agree,” Rachel says, pulling her body forward and forcing my cock all the way out of her asshole then spinning around and dropping onto the couch. “You were even better than advertised.”
“So Dave didn’t speak that highly of me, huh?” I ask, laughing under my breath as I sit down next to her
“He said you were a great guy, but he wasn’t sure how you’d hold up against me,” Rachel says. She drops her head down and takes the tip of my cock in her mouth and sucks on the tip, sucking every last drop of cum from me. “But I’d say you held your own,” she adds after coming back up.
“That’s good to hear,” I say. “So what happens now?”
“Well, I figure we can go get something to eat and maybe hit up a bar and then come back here for a nightcap,” Rachel says. “Or we can just stay here and order in and hang out until you’re ready to go again. You’re choice.”
“I choose option three,” I say.
“But I only gave you two options.”
“That’s right.”
“So what’s the third?” Rachel asks.
“We go get cleaned up and then start up again,” I say.
“You’ll be ready to go again that soon?”
“Give me five minutes and I’ll be good to go,” I say.
“No shit?” she asks, her smile growing.
“No shit,” I reply as I stand up. I hold out my hand and she takes it and
I help her to her feet.
“Wow,” Rachel says, leading me towards the hallway and presumably the shower. “Dave definitely didn’t mention anything like that.”
“Yeah, well we may be good friends, but he doesn’t know everything about me.”
“So you have a few secrets, huh?” she says.
“Of course,” I say. “And I’m sure you do too.”
“Oh, a couple,” she says flashing me a mischievous look.
“Maybe we can share them sometime,” I say as we enter the bathroom.
“Maybe,” Rachel says, reaching in and starting the shower. “Maybe.”
After the water is warm, she climbs in and I follow. She shuts the shower door and the steam clouds up the glass and pretty soon it’s just me and her, getting to know each other even better than before.
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NAUGHTIER THAN SHE LOOKS
It always makes me laugh when someone thinks they can tell the freakiness of a woman based solely on her looks. Don’t get me wrong, there are some women that advertise their sluttiness loud and clear, with tattoos everywhere and skimpy outfits. But there are plenty of other sluts out there too, hiding behind a cute face and a conservative outfit, just waiting to be found out.
In my experience, (which is pretty damn extensive, by the way) these “closet sluts” seem to end up being even freakier and more perverted than their more obvious counterparts. I’m not sure if it’s true or not, perhaps there is some level of expectations being exceeded that comes into play, but for some reason, when the cute little blonde with an innocent face and wide eyes wearing a virginal white dress turns out to be a slut, she ends up being more perverted than usual.
Take Cindy, for example.
She was browsing the fiction aisle at a bookstore when I saw her, taking her time, looking at crime novels. After picking up the book I came in for, I wandered over towards her, attracted, as I always was, by something about her. It wasn’t anything I could put my finger on, nothing conscious, but I’d always had a nose for sluts and had learned to trust me instincts. They rarely led me astray.
And they certainly didn’t in this case.
After a few innocent comments about what we liked to read and what we could recommend to each other, we started getting a little more personal. Before long we were discussing issues that were wholly inappropriate for the aisles of a bookstore in the middle of the afternoon.
After a good ten minutes of hanging out, Cindy asked me if I wanted to come over to her place for a cup of coffee. I, of course, accepted. So we paid for our books and I followed her home.
Once we were there she didn’t waste any time on particulars. Immediately after we entered her apartment, Cindy closed the door behind us, then slipped her dress off, right there in the living room. I wasn’t shocked to see that she didn’t have a bra on underneath, but I was a little surprised that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“They just get in the way,” she said when I asked her about it.
I laughed and shook my head. I’d known that underneath the innocent façade she was a slut, but I hadn’t realized how big of one. This was going to be even better than I’d thought.
Cindy had a pretty good body, nothing spectacular but certainly nothing to scoff at. Pale skin, small but perky tits, a pretty flat stomach, nice legs. Not exactly a sexy woman, but cute as a button, and from the looks of things absolutely no shame whatsoever, which was by far the most important thing as far as I was concerned.
“Do you like what you see?” Cindy asked, spinning her body around, giving me a good look at her cute little butt.
“You’re fucking incredible,” I said as I undid my zipper and pulled my cock out. It wasn’t rock hard yet but it was quickly getting there. “What about you? Do you like what you see?”
“Very much so,” Cindy said. “Although I’m not gonna lie. It’s bigger than I was expecting.”
I wasn’t surprised. It was something I heard a lot. While not ridiculously huge, my cock was a good 7 inches fully hard, and proportionally it looked even bigger due to my thin frame. “Do you think you can handle it?”
“Oh, I know I can handle it.”
“Prove it,” I said.
“It would be my pleasure,” Cindy said, dropping to her knees. She wrapped one hand around my shaft, then opened her mouth and slid my cock inside. She worked the tip of my cock with her mouth while stroking my shaft with her hand, quickly bringing me to full attention.
“You’re pretty good at that,” I said.
“I’m more than pretty good,” Cindy replied, pulling my cock out of her mouth and smacking it against her cheek before once again wrapping her lips around it.
I shuddered slightly as she effortlessly took my cock halfway down and began to bob her head forward and back, taking me further and further inside her mouth until she was swallowing the entire thing.
Cindy worked my cock in long, deep strokes, making it disappear and reappear with regularity, expertly maintaining a medium pace while exerting the perfect amount of pressure to provide intense stimulation without making it unbearable.
After a full minute of blowing me without pause, Cindy let my cock slide from her mouth. She gathered up the leftover saliva and spit it on my cock and then used her hands to work it in, jerking me off two-handed while she looked up at me.
“Before we go any further,” she said. “I have to warn you about something.”
“What’s that?” I asked, even though I knew what she was going to say. I was a slut magnet, after all. I’d had this conversation more than a few times.
“You’ve probably figured this out by now, but I like getting a little crazy in the sack,” she said. “I’m not one for just regular, boring old sex.”
“Yeah, I kind of figured that,” I said, trying not to smile.
“Is that okay with you?” she asked.
“Oh, I think I can deal with it,” I said, my smile breaking through.
“Yeah, I kind of got the feeling you would,” Cindy said, matching my grin, continuing to jerk me off all the while. “That’s why I brought you back here in the first place. You looked like you weren’t afraid to get a little freaky.”
“Not at all,” I said. “The way I figure it, there’s no reason not to. After all, you only live once. Might as well get the most out of life.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Cindy said. “So let’s have some fun.”
And with that, she spun me around so my back was to her and put her hands on my ass.
“Bend over,” she said.
After I did as I was told, Cindy spread my ass cheeks apart and started licking my asshole, going to town on it without any hesitation whatsoever.
“Holy shit,” I said under my breath.
Reaching around, she grabbed ahold of my cock and started jerking me off. With her other hand she enclosed my balls and massaged them, rolling them around in her hands, squeezing them together, pulling down on them. Then she stuck her rigid tongue inside my asshole and started bouncing her face back and forth against my ass, forcing her tongue deeper inside me with every thrust.
My eyes were closed and my hands were gripping the back of the couch tightly enough to leave marks in the cushions. It felt incredible having her tongue in my ass. Not only the physical tingling sensation that ran up my spine, but the sheer filthiness of what she was doing, not to mention the energy she poured into it. I’d had my asshole licked before, but never with such verve and vigor. It was obvious that Cindy truly enjoyed it.
After what seemed like an eternity, Cindy pulled away. But even as disappointment racked my body, she was already onto something else. She grabbed ahold of my cock and yanked it backwards, so it was facing the wrong way, sticking out behind me, right underneath my asshole. In this position the pressure was intensified; right on the edge of pleasure and pain. Which only served to turn me on even further, especially when Cindy proceeded to take the entirety of my cock in her mouth, all the way down to my balls. She held
my cock in her throat for a couple of seconds, the pressure building the whole time, before finally slipping it out of her mouth with a cough and a gag.
She let go of my cock, allowing it to return to its natural position. Then she said gave me a slap on the ass and said, “Turn around. I want you to fuck my face.”
I spun to see Cindy on her knees, looking up at me with her eyes wide and her mouth open.
Gripping the back of her head with my hands, I proceeded to fuck Cindy’s face, my shaft sliding between her lips as I pumped her mouth, my hips moving faster and faster, my balls slapping up against her chin as I slammed my cock deeper and deeper inside her throat.
“Look at me,” I said, and she did, her eyes as wide as a puppy dog’s. This turned me on even further and I started pumping her even more aggressively.
Cindy grabbed her tits, squeezing them and groping them as I continued to fuck her face. She gave them a couple of hearty slaps, the sound echoing about the room, louder even than the gagging and gurgling coming from her mouth. Then her hands slid further down, between her legs, and she went to work on her pussy, rubbing her clit with one hand and fingering herself with the other while continuing to make eye contact with me the entire time.
“You’re such a little fuckslut,” I said, mostly to myself, but she somehow managed to nod her head without missing a beat. Laughing softly, marveling at her abilities, I decided to press things a little further, test her out even more.
I pumped her mouth a couple more times then slammed my cock deep into her throat, as far as it would go. Pressing on the back of her head, forcing her into me, I could feel her nose pushing against the bottom of my stomach as she effortlessly deepthroated me. I held her there for a full eight seconds before she pushed back against my hand.
I let her go and her head flew backwards, releasing my cock from her mouth. She took a couple of deep breaths, gathered up a bunch of saliva, spit on my cock and started jerking me off.