“You like it when I finger my asshole?” she says.
I nod.
She smiles and throws her hair back then proceeds to fuck herself some more, her fingers pressing deeper into her asshole, all the way to the first knuckle. Her breathing grows more labored and she closes her eyes. She starts rubbing her clit with her other hand while her two fingers pump her asshole, moving in and out with increased rapidity. Her breathing turns to panting, and a few seconds later she lets out a low, intense groan. She pops her fingers out of her ass then slaps her pussy a couple times then slips out of her dress and panties and climbs back onto her hands and knees.
She crawls away from me, over towards the full-length mirror on the closet, her tiny little ass sticking out up, taunting me with its absolute perfection.
Once at the closet, she turns around so her ass is practically touching the mirror. She spreads her legs and pulls her panties down until they are stretched out just above her knees. She brings her hand to her mouth and sucks on all four fingers. Once they are coated with her saliva she runs her hand along her back and down her ass and plunges three fingers into her asshole. She gasps as all three fingers disappear into her, all the way down to the second knuckle. She turns her upper body until she is looking back into the mirror, so she can watch herself fuck her own asshole.
She works her fingers in there for a while, obviously enjoying herself, pretty much oblivious to my presence.
Time to remedy that.
I walk over towards her. She looks up just as I arrive, smiling nastily, and I realize she was playing with me the whole time, deliberately ignoring me to see how long it would take for me to take charge of the situation.
“So that’s how you want to play it,” I say, grabbing her by the hair.
I pull her to up until her head is on the same level as my cock.
“Open your mouth,” I say.
She does as she’s told. I stick my cock in her mouth and fuck her face, my hands controlling her head, moving it back and forth against my cock.
I force my cock deeper and deeper into her throat, halfway down the shaft, then three-quarters, and finally all the way to my balls. I hold her there, my entire cock down her throat, until she starts to gag and pull away. I let her go, my cock glistening with her saliva as it slips out of her mouth. She’s got spittle on her chin and it’s dripping down on to the carpet below.
I adjust my hands so only one is gripping her hair. I force her head down just a little and pull it towards me but this time I bypass my cock and stick my balls in her mouth.
She goes to work on my balls, licking them, sucking them, first one, then the other, then both at the same time. With my free hand I grab ahold of my cock and start jerking myself off while she sucks on my balls. I slap my cock against her face a couple times then pull her head back again.
She gathers up some saliva and spits on my cock and starts jerking me off. Her mascara is running down her face and mixing with her tears.
“You like being in control, huh?” she says, looking up at me. “Then take control, big boy. Show me what you’ve got.”
“If you insist,” I say, grabbing the back of her head with both hands and shoving my cock down her throat. She starts to gag but I hold her there for a couple more seconds before letting her go.
I give her a moment to catch her breath then stick my cock down her throat again, pushing on the back of her head until her nose is sticking into my stomach. Again she gags and again I hold her there a little bit longer before pushing her head back and allowing my cock to slip out of her mouth.
She is still in the process of catching her breath when I spin her around and force her down onto her hands and knees. Her face is right up against the mirror, practically touching it. Her legs are spread wide and her ass is sticking up in the air as I drop to my knees and stick my hard cock into her gaping pussy.
She gasps and flips her hair to the side and turns around and looks at me.
“Give it to me,” she says. “Fuck me with the big hard cock.”
And so I do, laying into her with everything I’ve got. Her head turns forward and she watches me fuck her in the mirror. Because of the mirror I can watch her face while fucking her from behind, which turns me on even more. I grab ahold of her dress for leverage and pound the shit out of her, our bodies bouncing off each other in perfect rhythm, each thrust going deeper and deeper inside her, causing her to moan ever louder.
I let go of her dress and grasp her asscheeks, one in each hand. Still fucking her, I spread her cheeks apart, causing her perfect little pink asshole to open up just a bit. I gather up some saliva and spit on her asshole, then let my thumb wander down towards it. I start rubbing my thumb against her asshole, making her squirm, all the while still pounding her pussy with my hard cock.
I increased the pressure on her asshole, slipping my thumb inside it, causing her to buck even harder against me.
“That’s right,” she says, her voice coming straight from the gutter. “Work that asshole. Work that tight little asshole.”
She’s doing all the work now, pounding her pussy back into me. Riding my cock, taking it deeper and deeper inside her. With my free hand I slap her ass.
“Come on you little slut,” I say. “Show me what you got. Fuck that cock.”
She catches my eye in the mirror and smiles nastily and starts slamming back into me, slower now, but with more force. Backing her ass into me and holding it there, deep inside her pussy, for just a moment, then pulling out and slamming it back again. It’s all I can do to keep my balance she’s backing into me with such force. And then she slams into me one last time and holds it there, breathing hard, her tiny little perfect ass pressed up against me.
I pull my thumb from her asshole and grab both of her ass cheeks, one in each hand. I spread her cheeks apart, making her asshole gape.
She turns her head so she’s looking right at me. Then she sticks her middle and index fingers back in her mouth, lubes them up a bit, then slides them into her gaping asshole, moaning in pleasure as they enter.
“Come on, baby,” she says while continuing to work her asshole wider with her fingers. “Enough playing around. Give me what I need.”
“And what is that?” I ask, knowing full well what it is but just wanting to hear her say it out loud.
“I need your cock in my asshole,” she says.
“Beg for it,” I say, staring at her.
“Please give it to me,” she begs, her eyes wide pools of need. “I want it so bad.” She pulls her fingers from her ass and licks them clean. “Please, please, please stick your cock in my ass.”
How can I resist such a request? A little smile passes over my face and I pull my cock from her pussy. I spit on her asshole and use the tip of my cock it to spread the spit around. Then I slide the tip of my cock into her asshole and lean back to let her work it deeper.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” she says as she slowly starts working her ass back and forth, my cock slipping deeper into her ass with every thrust. “That feels so fucking good.”
Pretty soon her asshole is loosened up enough that my entire cock is disappearing inside it. It’s a tight fit but not too tight, and my cock glides inside her smoothly, the effects of whatever lube she used before arriving.
She is facing forward again, her short hair more disheveled than ever. Her back is arches slightly and I can see the sharp lines of her collarbones as she works her body back into mine. For some unknown reason this turns me on to no end, so much so that I have to turn my attention back to the mirror to avoid from finishing. It’s strange, being able to see the front of her as I’m fucking her from behind. Her back is arched, showing off the hard nipples of her perfect little tits. Her head is thrown back and her eyes are closed and her mouth is slightly open. She’s breathing heavily but not making much noise.
She opens her eyes and sees that I’m watching her and smiles. The look on her face says that she thinks she’s in the drive
r’s seat again, giving it to me exactly how she wants to, at her pace. Enough of that shit.
I grab a handful of her hair and lean back, yanking her head back towards me. Her eyes widen in surprise and she lets out a little yelp. I pull back some more and arch her back even further adjusting the angle of her body and allowing me deeper access to her asshole.
I pound her ass, slamming my cock deeper inside her with every thrust, our bodies in perfect synch, her tiny ass bouncing against me, low grunts of pleasure escaping from her mouth.
Her asshole is tight but not too tight. It grabs lovingly on my cock as I fuck her, providing just enough pressure to keep things pleasurable without being restrictive.
“Give it to me,” she says, her voice low, demanding. “Fuck my ass like you mean it. Punish me. Make me your bitch.”
I let go of her hair but keep my hands on the back of her head and push down until her head is lying on the floor. Then I climb up from my knees and adjust my legs so they are on either side of her body, giving me even more leverage over here, allowing me to pound her ass like never before. My balls slap her pussy as I slam my cock balls deep into her gaping ass.
Her ass quivers with every thrust, her whole body absorbing the blows. She’s grunting in time with the thrusts and the sheer rawness of her voice is pushing me towards the edge.
“Right there,” she says, her voice a guttural growl. “Keep fucking me. Right there. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass!”
And so I do, slamming my cock into her with everything I’ve got. Her breath starts coming faster, her moans growing more intense. She’s lost in her own world, swimming in whatever considerable pleasure she gets from getting aggressively fucked in the ass. But that’s fine with me. This is exactly what I needed tonight, to hammer on a tight, tiny little perfect ass, to revel in the unique physical pleasure of ass-fucking a nasty little anal whore into oblivion without having to worry about anything else.
I’m very close to the point of no return now. My thrusts become even more frenzied as I climb towards the edge of orgasm. And then I’m just seconds away.
I pull my cock out of her ass and scramble up closer to her head. I grab a handful of her hair and lift and spin her around until she’s on her knees and facing me. I stick my rock hard cock in her open mouth. She attacks my cock, sucking her ass juices off it, taking it all the way down her throat and gagging on it before popping it back out. She spits on my cock, jerks it off for a couple seconds while looking up at me, then goes back to sucking it, her hand working the shaft while her mouth works the tip.
My body tenses up and my hips thrust forward. An unintelligible sound escapes from my mouth and then I feel the jolt of electricity flowing up from my balls and towards the tip of my cock.
She sucks me off until the last possible moment, then pulls her lips from my cock just as I start to cum. She continues to jerk me off as I cum in spasms, the milky white liquid streaming from my cock in short bursts, splashing the mirror, covering her reflection.
She continues stroking my cock until I’m completely dry, then in classic escort fashion, climbs up, picks up her panties and dress from the floor, slips into them, grabs the money I’ve left sitting on the table, waves goodbye, and walks out the door.
Laughing, I head to the bathroom to grab a towel and clean up the mess I’ve left on the mirror. I’ve got no hard feelings. None whatsoever.
I know better than anyone that you get what you pay for. And that’s what I got. Hot, dirty, nasty anal sex with a whore who liked it in the ass. Nothing more, nothing less. Just like I wanted.
Until next time . . .
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SHE’S THE BOSS
TAYLOR JORDAN
Teri loves her job.
As the only female vice-president in her company, she has certain perks that she helps herself whenever possible. Specifically, the junior executives.
All of them are desperate to move up in the company, and she takes advantage of this fact by forcing them to do things that they might not necessarily do otherwise.
Not that they mind.
Teri is an incredibly attractive woman with platinum blonde hair, the face of a model and a killer body. And on top of that, she’s a freak in the sack, willing to get down and dirty with someone she’s only seen from afar or talked to a few times.
In fact, for the most part, the less she knows about the young men the better. It’s far easier for her to get nasty with a relative stranger than it is with someone she knows casually. Plus it’s less uncomfortable afterwards if they don’t have a prior personal relationship. Besides the whole boss/employee thing of course.
The whole setup works out perfectly for Teri. The young men she takes advantage of aren’t directly beneath her so she isn’t in charge of their promotions or performance reviews or anything like that. But they all know that she has some say in what goes on and they long to be on her good side. So she can pick one on whim and do whatever she wants to them without having to worry about any reprisals.
All in all, it’s a perfect job.
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On this day, Teri calls Ryan into her office. He’s been with the company for a little more than a month now, and from what she’s heard, he’s a good worker. Always on time, attentive, considerate, a little shy. Not to mention good-looking, with a sharply-lined face, dark hair, and a six-foot tall, finely honed body. All the things she looks for in a man.
Ryan knocks on her office door and Teri invites him in.
“Lock it behind you,” she says, smiling.
Ryan gives her a curious look but does as she says.
“Have a seat,” Teri says, beckoning him to a leather office chair in front of her desk.
Ryan does as he’s told.
Once he’s seated, Teri stands up from her chair and comes over in front of him. She’s wearing a white blouse with the top few buttons undone, revealing a good portion of her firm, perky tits and a short black skirt that shows off her incredible legs.
Ryan is trying to avoid staring at her but is having trouble. He’s breathing heavily and there is sweat forming on his brow. He’s undoubtedly heard about Teri’s proclivities around the office, but it’s hard for her to tell if he’s looking forward to having his turn or scared about what’s the come. Perhaps a bit both.
Not that Teri cares. She likes the confusion in his eyes, the discomfort that’s plain on his face. She gets off on it. In fact, you could say that it’s the real reason she does what she does; not just for the physical sensation that comes from it, but the mental stimulation too.
Teri sits atop her desk and looks down at Ryan. Her legs are slightly open, giving him a straight shot up her skirt. She wants to see how he handles the view.
“Do you know why I called you into my office?” she asks.
Ryan shakes his head. His gaze is continually shifting between looking up at Teri’s face and peeking at what’s between her legs. (Which is flesh only; she conveniently forgot to put on any panties this morning.)
“Really?” she asks. “No idea at all?”
He shakes his head again but he’s also starting to blush.
“Now, why don’t I believe you?” Teri asks, tilting her head sideways and smirking knowingly at him. “Are you sure you have no idea whatsoever?”
Ryan shakes his head yet again.
“You know what I think?” Teri says, climbing to her feet then immediately dropping to her knees in front of him. “I think you’ve heard all the stories from the other guys and you know exactly why I called you in here. That’s what I think.”
Teri reaches out and grabs Ryan’s waistband. He quickly scrambles out of the chair, knocking it over in his haste. He tries to back away from Teri but she stays right with him, shuffling on her knees as he moves backwards, her hands still clinging to his waistband. Eventually she backs him up all the way to the wall.
“Nowhere to run to now,” she says, smiling like a demon up at him.
; He just stares at her, his eyes wide, his breath catching in his throat.
“What’s wrong?” Teri asks, her excitement growing. She loves messing with men, especially shy ones. It gets her off. “Do you not like women?”
“It’s not that,” Ryan says, barely able to spit out the words.
“Then what is it?” Teri asks as she slowly undoes his belt.
“It’s just that . . . that you’re—”
“The vice-president of the company?” she volunteers for him, slipping his belt off his waist.
“Yeah,” he says.
“That just means you should be going out of your way to please me even more,” Teri says as she drops his belt onto the ground. “Not denying me what I want.”
Ryan sighs in defeat. She has him there. Her logic is unassailable. Just like it always is in this situation.
“I guess you’re right,” he says.
“Of course I am,” Teri replies. She undoes the top button of his pants and goes to work on his zipper. “So just relax and go with the flow, all right?”
He takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly and nods his head.
“That’s a good boy,” Teri says as she pulls his pants to the ground.
Ryan’s raging boner is sticking straight out, hard as a log. His cock isn’t huge but that’s not a problem. Size only matters to a certain extent. As long as it’s not tiny that’s all that matters. And Ryan’s isn’t tiny.
“You have a beautiful cock,” Teri says, looking up at him. “Do you mind if I suck on it?”
Before Ryan can answer, Teri takes his cock in her mouth. She already knows the answer to her question anyway.
She works Ryan’s cock for a little while, sucking on the tip while jerking him off, getting him warmed up, then starts sucking it more aggressively. She takes it progressively further down her throat, bobbing her head forward and back, her eyes locked on his, maintaining eye contact. It isn’t long before his cock is disappearing in her mouth with every thrust, tickling her throat, filling her up, making it difficult to breathe.
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