Carnal Lust

by J P Hunter

  That last part was what put me over the edge. I’d been holding out for as long as possible, and when she released my throat I couldn’t help but cum, shooting my seed up into her as she sat atop me, my cock still deep in her pussy.

  Smiling, Vicki slowly grinded her hips against me, eliciting every last bit of sperm from my cock before climbing up off me.

  “Well,” I asked. “Did I pass your test?”

  “Almost,” Vicki said, grinning evilly down at me. “There’s just one more thing I need to see if you’ll do.”

  “What’s that?” I said, sitting up at the waist.

  “You’ll see,” she said, walking towards me, her grin still wide. She bent down and put her hands on my shoulders, forcing me to the floor once again. Once I was lying on my back she threw one leg over me, straddling me with one foot on either side of my head, her pussy (which was still full of my cum) hovering directly above me.

  “I don’t know about this,” I said, suddenly apprehensive as I saw where this was going.

  “Don’t be such a wimp,” she said, staring down at me. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

  “Says you,” I said.

  “I need to see if you’re capable of getting freaky enough to please me for the long haul,” Vicki said. “So far you’ve done a great job. Better than most, if not all of the other men I’ve been with. But we haven’t done anything all that extreme. Which is fine for our first night together. But if we’re going to continue doing this sort of thing, I need to know you’re willing to get a hell of a lot freakier. And this is the first step in that direction.”

  I just laid there, undecided, staring up at her pussy, which was already starting to leak my cum.

  “I’d understand if you don’t want to do it,” Vicki continued. “But it’s the final test. If you want to earn a night to do whatever you want to me, you have to let me do this one last thing to you. And quickly, before it’s too late. Besides, you might even like it. Who knows?”

  I took a deep breath. “Fine,” I said. “Do what you need to do.”

  Her smile growing wider, Vicki turned around so she was facing away from me, her head towards my feet, then squatted down, her ass and pussy hovering right above my face. I closed my eyes just as the first drop of my cum dripped out of her pussy and onto my face. There were a couple more drops, then Vicki dropped her ass onto my face and started grinding against it.

  She didn’t ride my face as aggressively as before but she didn’t take it easy on me either, digging her pussy into my nose and mouth rubbing back and forth against my face, coating me with a combination of both our juices.

  “That’s a good boy,” she said while smothering me. “Take that cum on your face and in your mouth. Now stick out your tongue and get it in there. I want you to clean my pussy out.”

  I did as I was told, only somewhat reluctantly. What she was doing to me was demeaning. It was filthy and perverted as hell. Not to mention disgusting. But for some reason it turned me on. I’m not exactly sure why but it did. Maybe it just opened up the possibilities for what I could do to Vicki when I had control. After what she did to me at the end of our session it would be hard to go too far with her. Or maybe deep down I just liked being forced to do things that I didn’t really want to do. But no matter what the reason, I found myself getting into it.

  “There you go,” Vicki said, no longer grinding against me but just sitting on my face while I worked my tongue into her pussy. “Show me how much you want to be with me. Prove it to me.”

  I lapped at her insides for what seemed like forever, my excitement growing all the while. I realized my cock was hard once again.

  Vicki noticed it too. “What’s this?” she said, bending over and taking my hard cock in her hand. “You’re actually enjoying yourself? I have to admit I’m impressed.”

  I was too but my mouth was too full to say anything.

  “In fact, I’m going to reward your newfound enthusiasm,” she said.

  Before I could wonder how she was going to do that I felt a warmth around my cock and realized she’d stuck it in her mouth.

  Vicki went to town on my cock while she continued to grind on my face, working it with her hand and mouth at the same time, bouncing her head up and down on it like a jackhammer, taking it balls deep with every pump.

  Maybe because it was so soon after I’d just came or maybe Vicki was just really good at sucking cock, but her mouth around my cock felt better than any blowjob I’d ever gotten before. It was sloppy and wet and aggressive and absolutely perfect.

  My excitement fully ramped up once again, I went to work more vigorously on her pussy, no longer caring about what had grossed me out just moments before. I got my hands into the act too, putting them on her asscheeks and spreading them wide, giving me deeper access to her insides.

  Vicki responded by deepthroating me, holding my cock deep inside her throat for a full ten seconds before letting it go to catch her breath. But she barely paused for air before going back to work on my cock, blowing me with just as much intensity as before.

  She was doing such an incredible job that it wasn’t long before I was ready to blow my load once again. I’d had multiple orgasms in one session before, but never so close together. It was quite a feat that Vicki could make me cum again so soon after shooting my first load.

  “Holy fuck,” I said, lifting her pussy off my face just long enough to warn her about it. “I’m gonna fucking cum again.”

  If Vicki heard me she didn’t acknowledge my words. She just kept on blowing me as aggressively as before, getting both hands into it at the same time, her mouth bouncing up and down on my cock in a quick, rapid rhythm.

  Figuring I’d given her fair warning, I went back to work on her pussy, licking and sucking and exploring it with my tongue while my orgasm got closer and closer.

  And then I was there.

  I groaned beneath her as my body froze up for a moment before releasing, sending cum shooting out of my cock for the second time in less than five minutes. The explosion was more intense than earlier but didn’t last as long. Three pumps, no more, all of which Vicki took in her mouth, not letting go of my cock until after I’d finished releasing all my sperm.

  Once I was done, she climbed off me and sat down on the floor next to me. Her mouth was slightly open and I could see a reservoir of my cum inside. I sat up at the waist to get a better view of what I knew was to come.

  Vicki flashed me a little smile then tilted her head back and swallowed my cum down in one gulp.

  I laughed under my breath and shook my head, amazed at the filthiness of the woman sitting beside me.

  “You’re one hell of a nasty girl,” I said. I meant it as a compliment and she took it that way.

  “I appreciate the kind words,” she said. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

  “Why thank you,” I said with mock seriousness. “I have to admit though, I was a little surprised there at the end. I thought this night was all about you.”

  “It was,” she said. “But I just figured if you were willing to eat your own cum, the least I could do is match you,” she said, smiling at me.

  “Sounds fair to me,” I said. “So, I have to ask: Did I earn another night with you?”

  “You most certainly did,” Vicki said. “And like we agreed on before, you can do whatever you want to me.”

  “I’m glad to hear that,” I said.

  “So am I,” she replied. “And if tonight was any indication, I think we may have a perverted little affair in the making.”

  “Hell, this was just a warm-up session,” I said, grinning at her. “If you think I’m going to take it as easy on you as you did on me tonight then you’re in for a rude awakening.”

  “Oh, I’m expecting you to take it to another level,” Vicki said. “Whether or not you take it far enough is a whole different story.”

  “I’m just worried I’m going to take it too far,” I said.

  “There’s no such t
hing as too far,” she replied. And from the look on her face, she meant it too.

  “We’ll just see about that.”

  “Yes we will,” Vicki said. “Yes we will indeed.”

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  SHE’S A NASTY LADY

  Some people like their women and short and stacked. Not me. I prefer them long and lean, fit and athletic. Not necessarily muscular (although I like that too) but toned and tight. Long legs. Firm ass. Washboard stomach. And fake tits.

  I know, I know, I’m in the minority on that last part, but I just love them perfectly round, firm but not hard; as long as they’re not too monstrous I totally dig them.

  There’s another tangible advantage to athletic women too; they can take an incredible pounding. Because they work out all the time, pushing their bodies to the limits, they’re used to pain and discomfort, relish it even, and this applies to the bedroom also.

  Obviously it’s impossible to always judge a book by its cover (I’ve been with plenty of short, stacked types who loved to get pounded too) but as a general rule, if you’re into rough, aggressive sex, find yourself an athletic woman. But be forewarned; they often like to dish it out as much as they like to receive it, so if you’re not into that sort of thing, if you like your women submissive and weak, then you should probably look in another direction.

  That being said, looks aren’t everything when it comes to having fun in the sack. I’ve been with many average-to-below-looking women and had a great time fucking a good many of them. But if you can find a hottie who is great in the sack then you’ve got the best of both worlds.

  It’s hard to quantify what makes someone a great lover. Obviously, attitude is part of it, but it’s more than that. And while looks don’t have a direct effect on how good someone is in bed, it’s certainly easier to get excited the better looking someone is. But looks are far from the most important thing.

  No, what makes a great lover are the intangibles. Flexibility, willingness to do absolutely anything, the ability to be intense or playful or just plain fun, not only from one day to the next but even within the same session. The best lovers enjoy being dominant just as much as being submissive, and will willingly take on whatever role the situation calls for. Add great looks on top of that, and you’ve got something special.

  Luckily I recently found a women with everything. Her name is Roxanne.

  She’s incredibly hot, with the tightest, most insane body I’ve ever seen. Long and lean and athletic with fake tits and the face of a model. Plus she’s nasty as hell, willing to do absolutely anything at any time. She’s funny, she’s smart, she’s self-deprecating, she’s well-spoken, kind-hearted, and pretty much everything else good you can think of. And in the sack, she’s a magician. It’s as if she can read my mind; she knows exactly what I want at that particular moment, even if I’m not sure myself.

  It’s incredible, really, how perfect a woman she is. And even more incredible that I somehow got hooked up with her.

  I fondly remember the first night we spent together. It was a chance meeting. We were at a party put on by a mutual friend and were both in the back yard having a smoke. We got to talking and realized we were both in the same situation; drunk and bored out of our asses. So she suggested that we go over to my place and hang out.

  It seemed harmless enough at the time, and although I was hoping something was going to happen, I was by no means expecting it. But as soon as we entered my house, she surprised me, grabbing me and pulling me close and touching her lips to mine right there in the kitchen. It wasn’t long until we were making out like animals, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths with reckless abandon.

  After a couple minutes, Roxanne pulled back. Smiling, she looked directly into my eyes and said, “Before we go any further, I have to warn you about something.”

  “What’s that?” I asked.

  “This may seem a little strange, but I like to get it out into the open right from the start, before things get too crazy.”

  “O-kay,” I said, not sure where this was going.

  “I like to get a little crazy in the sack,” Roxanne said. “I’m not one for just regular, boring old sex.”

  I broke out in a smile that matched hers. “Just a little crazy?” I said. “Well that’s too bad, because I like to get a lot crazy.”

  “Did I say a little?” Roxanne replied, smiling like a demon. “What I meant was I like to get insane. Otherwise I figure, why even bother?”

  “That’s funny,” I said. “Because I like to get insane too.”

  “Good,” Roxanne said, continuing to stare at me. “Then I guess I chose correctly this evening.”

  “That you did,” I replied. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head towards mine and we started to make out again, more roughly this time.

  Shortly after we started up again, Roxanne ran her hand down my chest and grabbed ahold of my cock through my jeans.

  In reply, I slipped my finger under her skirt and was going to rub her pussy over her panties when I realized that she didn’t have any on. But I pushed ahead anyway, rubbing the outside of her pussy for a few seconds to get her warmed up before sticking two fingers inside her and finger-fucking her.

  Roxanne broke off the kiss and stood there looking up at me with her wide eyes full of excitement, watching my face intently as I continued working her pussy with my fingers. Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth and her breath was growing more and more rapid as I increased the pressure and depth of my fingers inside her.

  “Do you like that?” I asked. “Do you like having my fingers inside your pussy?”

  “I love it,” Roxanne said.

  “Do you want another one inside you?”

  “Yes please,” she said.

  I slid a third finger inside her pussy and angled my wrist upwards to rub the edges of her clit as I finger-fucked her.

  “What about that?” I asked. “Do you like that too?”

  “I fucking love it,” Roxanne said between gasps. Her other hand made its way down to my groin and started working the zipper, pulling it down and negotiating my hard cock out of my boxers and jeans until it was sticking straight out of the little slit in my pants. Once my cock was free she started to jerk me off.

  I returned the favor by slipping my pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It was a tight fit at first but she quickly loosened up as I moved my fingers inside her dripping wet snatch.

  Just a few seconds later Roxanne’s entire body started quivering and she let out a low moan as an orgasm passed through her, soaking my fingers even further.

  But even though she came, I continued working her pussy, even going at it more aggressively now. She responded by jerking me off with more vigor.

  In return, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her tit and squeezed it while my other hand continued working her pussy.

  She too took things to another level, cupping my balls with her free hand and squeezing them.

  We stood there, face-to-face, staring into each other’s eyes, playing with each other for a full minute before we were ready for something more.

  I suddenly yanked my fingers from her pussy and stuck them into her mouth.

  Roxanne licked her pussy juices off my fingers until they were totally clean, still staring directly at me, continuing to jerk me off the whole time. Not saying a word, just staring with a little grin on her face.

  “Do you like the taste of your pussy?” I asked her.

  “I fucking love it,” Roxanne said, dropping to her knees, right there in the kitchen. “But now I’m ready to taste your cock.”

  “If you insist,” I said.

  “Oh I do,” she said. “I do.”

  “Then be my guest,” I said, smiling.

  Roxanne undid the waistband of my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down to my knees without any hint of restraint. She wrapped her lips around my stiff cock and took the whole thing in her mouth, effortlessly deepthroating my cock for a ful
l 5 seconds before backing off to take a deep breath.

  “Holy shit you’re good at that,” I said, barely getting the words out of my mouth before one of her hands went to the base of my shaft and grabbed on tight while the other cupped my balls. She looked up at me and flashed me a dirty smile then spit on my cock and started jerking me off.

  “You like that, do you?” she asked, jerking me off while she talked. “You like it when I take your cock down my throat? When I swallow the whole fucking thing?”

  “I love it,” I said.

  Roxanne’s hand was still working my cock and her eyes were locked on mine. “You want me to swallow your cock again, don’t you? You want me to stick it down my throat as far as it will go. Don’t you?”

  Smiling, I nodded.

  “Damn right you do,” Roxanne said, smiling like a animal. She slapped my cock against her tongue a couple times then started blowing me again, her lips moving up and down my shaft with her hand, sucking and jerking me off at the same time. Choking noises escaped from her mouth as she took my cock deeper down her throat. And then her hands were gripping my ass cheeks and she made my cock disappear.

  “Oh my god,” I said as Roxanne held my cock in her throat for at least ten full seconds before gagging and finally pulling her mouth off. She took a couple of deep breaths then spit on my cock and started jerking it some more, her saliva coating my shaft, making it extremely slick.

  Roxanne shifted her body, sliding further beneath me, then started licking my balls. With her free hand she squeezed my sack tight, trapping my balls in a little sack, then went to work on them, sucking on them one at a time.

  The pressure was so intense that my legs were shaking. I had to grab the counter top to keep from falling.

  Suddenly Roxanne released my balls. Looking up at me with her hand still around my cock, she said, “I want you to fuck my face. Do you think you can do that for me?”

  “I think I can manage,” I said, my smile growing.