The Adventures of a Slut Magnet: Volumes 1-3

by Scotty Diggler

  “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.

  After she’d caught her breath, Cindy once again wrapped her bright red lips around the head of my cock while continuing to work my shaft with her hand.

  A few seconds later she grabbed ahold of my ballsack and pulled it forward, smashing my balls up against my cock. Holding my sack in place about halfway down my shaft, she widened her mouth and started moving it forward, engulfing more and more of my cock as she went, until she came to my sack. She then opened her mouth even further and pushed forward some more, engulfing my cock and balls at the same time.

  Cindy somehow managed to hold everything in her mouth for almost five seconds before letting it all go.

  “Holy fucking shit,” I said after she’d recovered. “How the hell did you do that?”

  “Lots and lots of practice,” she said, sporting an evil grin.

  “Well consider me impressed,” I said

  “Do you want me to do again?”

  “No, no, no,” I said.

  She gave me a strange look.

  “Don’t get me wrong,” I said quickly. “I loved it. In fact, I loved everything you just did. But I need to take a little break. Get myself back under control, if you know what I mean.”

  “Fair enough,” Cindy said.

  “Besides, it’s time for me to return the favor.”

  “I’m not gonna argue with that,” she said, smiling.

  “I didn’t think you would,” I said as I pulled her to her feet, picked her up, slung her over my shoulder and carried her over to the couch. Once there, I tossed her atop it.

  Standing over her, I flipped her over, putting her on her back. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide, then pushed back, folding her in half and opening up her pussy to me.

  She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, her ankles up by her head, her leg muscles taut and gleaming. “Is this how you want me?” Cindy asked, taunting me with her high-pitched, mock-innocent little girl voice. “Folded up like a human pretzel? Lying here with my holes exposed, open and waiting for you to fill them?”

  “You’re damn right,” I said. “The wider, the better.”

  She ran her hands down and grabbed ahold of her inner thighs and spread them further, opening herself up even more to me. “Like this?”

  “That’s perfect,” I said, dropping to me knees. “Absolutely perfect.”

  Smiling, I buried my face in her pussy and went to work, licking her shaved, pretty little pussy a couple times before sliding my tongue deep inside her.r />
  “Holy fuck that feels incredible,” Cindy said breathlessly. She reached down and grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head towards her, smashing my face against her flesh. “That’s a good boy. Get that tongue in there. I want to feel it in my stomach.”

  She held me there, smothering me with her inner flesh, forcing me to find precious air wherever I could—usually from somewhere inside of her—for a good fifteen seconds before finally releasing me.

  As I gasped for breath, she just laughed and said, “Oh, poor little baby. Was that too much for you to handle?”

  “Not even close,” I said, flashing her a brief smile.

  “That’s good to hear,” Cindy replied. “Because that was just the beginning.”

  She released her legs and leaned forward then climbed off the couch, pushing me down to the floor as she rose. I was on my back, my spine against the carpet with my face looking straight up towards the ceiling.

  A moment later my view was blocked by her body, which was standing above me, one foot on either side of my head, straddling me, her dripping wet pussy staring down at me.

  I shifted my head slightly, looking up the length of her body, past her tits to her cute little face. Upon it I saw a wicked smile and eyes that shone with a combination of excitement and malevolence.

  And then she was squatting down, her legs bending further and further and her pussy getting closer and closer to my face until she was sitting upon it, her wet pussy gaping wide as it attached itself to my mouth like it had a mind of it’s own.

  Cindy dropped her full weight on my face, smothering me with her pussy. She just sat there for a few seconds, unmoving, her flesh completely engulfing my nose and mouth.

  “Do you like that?” she asked, still talking innocently. “Do you like me sitting on your face, cutting off all your air?”

  I nodded as best I could. Looking up the length of her body I could see her face staring down at me, grinning widely.

  “Good,” she said. “Because I like it too. I might just sit here the rest of the night.” Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and lifted my head, smashing my face even further against her pussy and making it so I could no longer see her face.

  “Stick that tongue out,” she said, her tone sounding less and less innocent with every word. “I want to feel it inside of me.”

  So I did, forcing it as far as I could into her pussy, tasting her sweet, tangy insides.

  “That’s right,” she said, starting to slowly move forward and back, riding my tongue. “Keep your tongue right there while I fuck it with my pussy.”

  Cindy released my hair, allowing my head to drop back down the floor and providing some support for my neck. And I needed it too, as her bucking grew progressively more intense.

  She moved forward and back, faster and faster, my rigid tongue running up and down the length of her pussy with every pump.

  “Holy fuck yes,” Cindy said, her groans growing louder. She grabbed ahold of my hands and leaned forward, stretching my arms out above my head. She pinned my wrists against the floor, incapacitating my arms and giving herself total control, then started riding me even harder, grinding atop me, her body moving faster than ever and her groans reaching a fevered pitch.

  Cindy let out a guttural growl and then drenched my face with her pussy juices as she squirted all over me in a rollicking, extended orgasm. She continued grinding away as she came, forcing my tongue deeper inside her, cutting off all my air for a few seconds while she finished herself off.

  Once she was done, she climbed off my face, scooting her body down mine until she was sitting astride my waist, her butt pushing back against my hard cock. Bending forward, she stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick her pussy juices off my face. After she’d finished cleaning me up, she stuck her tongue in my mouth and we explored each others tonsils for a while.

  “Thanks for that,” she said after breaking off the kiss.

  “It was my pleasure,” I said, flashing her a smile.

  “I don’t know about that,” she said. “But it was certainly fun.”

  “I love that sort of thing.”

  “Really?” she said. “You don’t just tolerate it?”

  “Hell no,” I said. “It turns me on like crazy. Can’t you tell?”

  She backed her ass up against my hard cock, tilting it backwards a bit. “You certainly feel like you liked it. Most guys will do it, but only reluctantly.”

  “Not me. I totally dig it.”

  “That’s good to hear,” Cindy said. “Because I love it too.”

  “Feel free to sit on my face whenever you want,” I said.

  “You really mean that?”

  “Absolutely.”

  “Because I’ll take you up on it,” she said.

  “I hope you will.”

  “Oh I totally will,” Cindy said as she reached back and grabbed my cock. “But right now I have something else in mind.”

  “Oh yeah?” I said, playing dumb. “And what’s that?”

  “I want to put that big hard cock of yours into my pussy and ride you until the sun comes up.”

  “I don’t know if I can last that long,” I said, stifling a smile. “But I’m certainly willing to try.”

  Grinning back at me, Cindy smacked my cock against her asscheek a couple of times then slid it into her dripping wet pussy. She took a moment to fling her hair to the side, getting it out of her face, then started moving against me, staring directly down at me the whole time.

  She started off slowly, taking my cock balls deep inside her pussy in long, steady strokes. After half a minute, she picked up the tempo, shifting her arms so her hands were pressing down on my chest, giving her more leverage, then hammering her body down onto mine, impaling herself on my cock.

  Cindy was bucking like a madwoman, using her arms to lift her body completely off mine before pounding down onto my cock. Her hair was flying everywhere, her tits bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm and her mouth releasing deep groans at the bottom of every thrust.

  I couldn’t stand being a non-active participant any longer, so I ran my hands up her stomach and cupped her breasts, pushing up on them while she continued riding me.

  On a whim, I gave one of her tits a light smack.

  Cindy yelped then nodded her head.

  “You like that?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer based on her reaction.

  She nodded again, more vehemently this time. So I smacked her other tit, a little bit harder.

  Cindy’s breathing rate increased significantly and she started bouncing even harder on my cock, bottoming out on me with all her weight, driving my cock deep inside her pussy.

  I gave her tits a couple more light slaps, then cupped them again, squeezing them tight this time while I pressed them upwards.

  Cindy rose up until she was sitting straight up, then tilted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back, changing up the angle of penetration but continuing to hammer her body down onto mine.

  I slid my hands down her body and reached around to grab her ass, one hand on each cheek, then spread them wide and started lifting my hips up to meet her as she came down with every thrust. This allowed even me to penetrate her pussy even deeper than before, to the point that it felt like she was engulfing my entire member. The sensation was almost too much for me to handle, forcing me to switch things up, and quickly, lest I came too quickly.

  Grabbing Cindy around the waist, I shifted my weight and climbed to my feet, keeping my cock inside her the entire time. She uttered a surprised little giggle but wasted no time wrapping her legs around my waist and started to grind on my cock while I held onto her tightly.

  I pressed my lips against hers and we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues while continuing to fuck standing up. But Cindy was getting so crazy on my cock that I was starting to lose my balance. So I angled my body until I was facing the couch and then fell forward, dropping her back to the cushio
ns as I fell atop her, letting gravity drive my cock so far inside her that it felt like it was going to come out the other side.

  Cindy let out a scream that was part delight and part discomfort, but recovered without missing a beat, bucking her body forward and back from beneath me. Her energy hadn’t waned one bit, which on one hand was great, but on the other, not so great. The whole point of switching things up was to give myself a chance to recover before she took me over the edge. And for that to happen, I needed to have more control over the situation.

  With that in mind, I grabbed her legs, one hand under each of her knees, and pushed her legs back, folding her in half and taking away her leverage. Now it was my turn to take control, to move forward at a pace that would keep me from coming too soon.

  Shifting my hands up her legs until I was gripping Cindy’s ankles, I held her legs in place, folded back, her feet up next to her head. Leaning forward, I put my knees against the couch cushion just outside her ass and proceeded to pump her pussy with my cock.

  I fucked Cindy at my own pace, constantly varying the depth and speed to keep her on her toes and also to avoid getting into a constant rhythm, which allowed me to stay short of my impending orgasm.

  But the slow pace was bugging Cindy. She wanted hard and fast, and she let me know it.

  “Come on,” she said. “Give it to me like you mean it. Like I need it. Pound that fucking pussy with your cock.”

  Despite my misgivings, I found myself doing exactly what she’d asked, increasing the speed and intensity until I was hammering away at her pussy while she moaned and groaned and cursed under her breath in pure pleasure.

  “Is this what you want?” I asked, staring down at her pretty face, our eyes locked together while I slammed my cock into her hard enough to make her entire body quiver. “Is this how you like it?”

  Her eyes wide and her breath ragged, Cindy nodded.

  “Tell me how much you like it,” I said. “I want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”