“My car broke down and I left my phone at home. I had to walk all the way up Ventura Ave just to find someone to--”
“Shut up! I told you when we started this that there would be no excuses.”
“I-I-I know,” she stammered. “I’m sorry.”
“This shit you’re sending me. It’s garbage. I can barely sell it. It’s nothing like what you used to write. What’s wrong with you, where has your sexual spark gone?”
Kristen thought about some of her previous stories. They were better. Her favourite one featured a stripper at a party who decided to take things to the next level with five horny college students.
It had been her first time writing about double penetration. In all the years she had been married, she had always secretly hoped that her husband would come home drunk with one of his buddies and that they would take turns on her like the characters in her story. But of course he never did. Mormons, after all, were not known for their sexual adventures.
“What happened to you, Kristen? You remember that story about the utility worker?”
Yea, she remembered it all right. The story had been called Hot Wire. First the utility worker had watched, then he came in and what started as a rape ended as a bondage experience like none other - one that left both parties cumming hard. The memory of the story deepened Kristen’s longing ache, her pussy began to warm and she could feel herself getting wet. She hadn’t had a good fucking for years – not since their weekend fuck session and definitely not during her marriage. But at least it had been better than the dry spell since the divorce.
“Now that was a good story,” he said. “That was probably one of my best sellers, you know!”
Something inside Kristen began to awaken. She started feeling the old urges. They had been strong before, back when she still wrote good stories, but even stronger before she got hitched.
On prom night she had sucked Graham Home’s dick and then kissed Alahna ‘Z something’ with the cum still in her mouth. And that had just been during the limo ride. She had been different then, more exploratory, more adventurous and less hung up and serious.
“Did you like it, Erik? Did you like that story? Did it give you an erection?”
She took this path to take the heat off herself, but just for a split second she was aroused thinking of how she used to excite him sexually with her words. She wished she could get him into bed again and do all those dirty things they wrote about.
“What?”
“When you were reading that story were you thinking about me and grabbing your cock? Did you imagine me reaching into your pants and pulling out that beautiful cock of yours and playing with it? Is that an idea that still excites you Erik, it did back then you know. You used to get off all the time with the words I wrote for you. Don’t you think we have both lost something lately?”
Kristen even surprised herself as she said this. She must have surprised Erik even more because he didn’t say a damn thing.
“You know when I wrote that I got so wet that I had to lay in the bathtub all night and rub my pussy until I couldn’t cum anymore. I used to love those days, Erik, I used to love getting horny for you, writing messages to you and knowing you would take it out and whack off for me. You know it used to drive me to such excitement that I would be sore. What happened to us, why aren’t we like that anymore?”
Silence again.
“Remember? Mostly I used my fingers, but sometimes I’d use something else and I would text you and tell you all about it, and sometimes I would take a photo and message it to you so you could see what I was up to. I used to love how I would drive you crazy with my pussy, and how you loved to see me pushing things into it for you. I loved it when you took control and just made me do outrageous sexual things!”
Silence.
And then, “What else did you use?”
A wicked smile appeared on Kristen’s face. She was in control again and it felt good.
She hadn’t been in control for so long that she had almost forgotten what it felt like.
“A big, black dildo. It was ten inches long and soooo thick and I could take it all for you. But it’s just not the same, Erik. Nothing feels like a real cock sliding into your pussy, nothing feels as good as your hard dick sliding in and out of my soaking wet pussy,” she purred as she aroused herself with the thoughts and words. She let her hand drop to her lap, she could feel the heat and dampness emanating from between her legs.
“Are you hard right now, Erik? Do you have a real cock to slide into my pussy, a gorgeous hard dick?”
She could hear Erik rustling with the phone. His breathing had deepened and all the authority in his voice was gone. She wondered if his cock was in his hand already, she hoped he was stroking it off as she spoke to him. She imagined the look of it, the smell, the heat.
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m hard. What do you want me do with it?”
Oh yes, she was definitely in control.
“I’ll tell you what. There‘s a hotel about thirty minutes from my place. And Erik, you’d better hurry. It’s called the Narrows Hotel. I’ll leave my name with the clerk so they’ll be expecting you and don’t let me down, I need a good fuck, right now!”
She quickly changed and applied some perfume in strategic places. She was amazed how fast this had all come together. She didn’t want to be late, she needed to get her shit together for this and fuck like she had never fucked before – this was going to be a saving her career fuck!
She knew she needed this to get her mind back on the job, to engage in outrageous and forbidden sex so she could be back on the right path. She raced downstairs and jumped into her old Volvo and sped off across town for her sexy rendezvous. She knew Erik was married, it was one of the reasons why they had never repeated their original rendezvous, but she didn’t care, that was his wife’s problem. She needed sex, with him and she was going to do it!
Half an hour later, Kristen entered the hotel room and took all the blankets from the bed. She walked around the room unscrewing all the light bulbs except for the one in the bathroom and she drew the blinds so the room was nice and dark. She wondered whether she should get naked and jump into bed or was that being too slutty.
What would one of her heroines do in her books? Would one of those slutty girls get it all off and wait with their legs open – yeh, probably. They were usually all very easy lays, just as guys wanted, just as guys hoped.
FUCKING
Erik, to his credit, showed up 15 minutes later. She smiled to herself, knowing he would have to have sped to get there so quickly. The front desk had given him a key as per her instructions and he slipped into the room, his hand going for the light switch.
It did nothing.
Fucking useless cheap hotel, he muttered to himself.
He was feeling excited but he also felt harassed and as though everything had shifted to Kristen’s favour. He had reminded himself all the way across town that she had been writing unimaginative crap lately and that she needed to get her act together and start producing real content. He wanted her, he wanted to fuck her brains out, but he also needed her to write better content. He hadn’t thought his ideas were that bad, he just reasoned that the problem was her writing had turned to crap. It was her fault.
Anyhow, his love life at home had been non-existent lately so he was happy to be having this sexual distraction.
He waited at the door for his eyes to adjust but even then was still apprehensive, where the fuck was she, or was this some kind of setup and she wasn’t even there.
“Hello?” he asked hopefully.
“I’m here. Come in baby.”
“I, umm, I want the light, where is it,” asked Erik.
“No, it’s better this way. I left the bathroom light alone, get in there and take a shower. I want you clean, before we get dirty, real dirty. When you are finished join me in the bed, I am naked and wet and dying to get into it, so hurry up. You’ll find a mask by the sink. Put it on when you’re
done.”
“A mask?”
“I want to pretend I’ve never seen you and you’ve never seen me. For tonight, we’re just two characters in a story. Let’s imagine we are in one of our stories.”
“It doesn't matter who you are. All that matters is that you’re mine.”
Erik didn’t need any more convincing. He went into the bathroom and undressed and then jumped into the shower. He didn’t take long, he was eager and as he walked into the gloom of the bedroom towards the bed his cock was already stirring and becoming hard. He could see a little stream of moonlight shining in through the window and running over a naked thigh that lay on the bed. He remembered that thigh.
“Come. Lay down next to me,” she said seductively.
Erik was nervous, but he once again did as he was told. His arm reached out, seeking her, and upon feeling the smooth silkiness of her skin, he lay down next to her. She wasted no time in taking what she wanted. She wanted his dick, she wanted it inside her body and she wanted to be satisfied.
Erik felt her warm body shift next to him, until she was on top of him. Her hips straddled him and she could feel his dick begin to harden. Kristen leaned down, until her bare breasts were crushed in to his chest. She knew he would get very hard as her tits rubbed on him. She reached down between her legs and felt the cock she had used years before, and she stroked it. She knew what it looked like; it was average length, uncut and smooth – and very thick.
She kissed him, softly at first, her lips merely brushing his as they familiarized themselves again. She could taste the clean of freshly washed skin on his lips and he tasted the cherry of her lip gloss. The kisses started slow, but soon his arms were around her and she parted her lips to let his tongue dance with hers. Her mouth opened invitingly, she wanted him so much. As she opened her mouth for him she could feel her pussy swell and open as well, it wanted to be fed, badly. She made a mental note to remember that feeling for the next book. Erik continued to passionately attack her mouth, he seemed desperate, and that pleased her.
His hands ran up and down her back, one holding her by the neck, the other squeezing her ass, and Kristen responded by grinding her pussy down against his growing cock. She gasped, the sound leaving her mouth and entering his. It was the type of thing that she wrote about and now it was happening for real. What she hadn’t captured in her writing recently was the hunger, the desperation - instead she had just been writing the mechanical act, the sexual fact. Now she felt the raw animal lust inside her and it was burning between her legs.
She slid her body up and down, teasing his cock. Suddenly she was moving again and she rubbed her pussy over his belly, then over his chest and finally her knees rested on either side of his head.
He felt her warm, wet pussy press down onto his face. He could smell the alluring fragrance of her cunt on his face. His tongue reached for her slit eagerly. She allowed him to lick her clit then ground down onto him. His hands cupped her ass again as he fought to pull her even closer. Her cunt flowed upon him with a wetness he couldn’t keep up with. She was gushing all over him with her excitement. The excess from her vagina was coating his face, making it slick and sweet and so fragrant. He loved her scent, her sexual aroma.
She held his head in her fingers and pushed and rubbed hard against him. He could feel the tension in her body, he could feel the excitement. She started moaning. She was getting hot and sweaty and then it hit her – she came in a loud crescendo of excitements. It was the first time that night, but she would make sure it wouldn’t be the last. In fact it was her first time with a man for quite a long time!
Her body rocked hard on top of him as she fucked herself on his face, only slowing down when her body no longer convulsed with pleasure. She just sat on him, rubbing her clit slowly on his face as she wound down. The pleasure had been so intense, so beautiful. Once her strength returned, she shifted her body so that she could reach his cock with her mouth while her pussy remained on his face. Eric was close to exploding when she grasped him with her hand.
She gave his cock a few quick strokes then took the head into her mouth, allowing her tongue to roll along its length.
She could sense Erik moaning with her oral attention, she could feel his groans into her cunt as his excitement increased. Her body tingled with every moan. She loved it and it encouraged her to suck his dick harder. She imagined him cuming in her mouth, the streams of sticky male cream being shot down her throat with the power of his orgasm. She gushed all over his face as she imagined his orgasm, as she waited for it to erupt inside her. She wanted to be used like this, she wanted to be a cum slut, she wanted the man to empty his balls into her mouth, and she was going to swallow it all. She hoped he had a full load, she wanted to be such a slut, she needed to ignite and excite those feelings.
She couldn’t believe how wild she had become. In her mind she was out of control, she knew anything would be possible in this fuck session.
She sucked like a wild whore; she wanted to blow him good, to give him a blow job that would sit in his memory for years. She was bobbing up and down so much that she was gagging. She heard his breathing increase in tempo, she could feel his body starting to fuck her mouth more desperately, and then the moment she had wanted for so long - he forced her head down onto his prick as he released the streams of semen into her throat. She nearly choked he was filling her with so much sperm, but she didn’t care, she loved being used like this.
He emptied into her mouth, using her orifice for his milk, and then she lowered her head to take him even deeper into her mouth, swallowing his cum. Every drop passed right down her throat and she kept sucking until she felt him begin to grow limp. She was happy; she had succeeded in pleasing him, and being a dirty little slut in the process.
Lost in his own orgasm, Erik had almost forgotten about the pussy on his face. She reminded him by nearly crushing him with her hips. She lapped at his cock, slowly sucking the tip, licking the semen that was slowly dribbling from the end of his uncut prick, while her hands cupped him. A shudder ran through her body as his finger started to toy playfully with her asshole. She had never liked her asshole being penetrated, but the feeling of it being played with was electric and she was in the mood to let herself go completely. After all, if she was going to write about a woman, or man, wanting to take it up the ass, she needed to get into this sort of thing more.
She sucked on him again, giving his limp dick a proper blow job by bobbing her head up and down, her hand keeping him erect. She was surprised that he responded so well to her oral actions, or maybe it was because she was letting him lick her asshole.
She did this until he was hard again, and then she slid once more along his body and now was ready for his dick inside her.
She held his cock and guided it expertly into her dripping vagina, she allowed the entirety of his cock to slide into her pussy. She gasped with delight at feeling so full and winced at how stretched and torn her unused pussy felt. It was like losing her virginity for a second time, but she loved it!
Erik didn’t allow her time to adjust to his cock before grabbing her hips and thrusting in to her. He was eager to make her cum, so he held her hips and made her grind on him, rubbing her clit over his body as they fucked. It felt so good for her, so very, very good. It had been so long and she revelled in this renew experience.
“Yes,” she cried. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I want it all, I need this, fuck me, baby!”
Erik was happy to oblige, pushing his cock as far as possible into her womanhood and thrusting hard to heighten her pleasure. Kristen moaned loudly as she was fucked and it wasn’t long before she had her first vaginal orgasm for a long time.
When she was finished she collapsed on top of him, exhausted and totally spent. Her body was covered in sweat, she was puffing and panting, she was no longer a spring chicken.
SURPRISE
Erik, however, was not finished and had been very aroused watching her take her fun from his cock. He wanted some forb
idden pleasure.
He rolled her over onto her knees and licked her asshole, making it nice and wet and ready.
Kristen gasped, “Oh no, Erik, your cock will be too big. You will hurt me, don’t do it.”
“I want your ass Kristen, take it bitch, open up your dirty ass for me and let me use it. I want to fill it with cum, I want you walking out of her tonight with my cum leaking out of every hole, you slut!”
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