Moving a little more urgently now, I released his cock from between my tits, grabbed ahold of it, and slipped it into my mouth. While my hand played with his balls, I sucked his cock, moving back and forth quickly as wet and sloppy sounds escaped from my mouth, taking him halfway down every time. Saliva dripped from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my tits.
I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, looking up at him with a little twinkle in my eyes. Once I was ready to go again, I grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my cheek a couple of times, then wrapped my lips around it.
This time when I dropped my head down, I didn’t stop until I’d swallowed his entire cock. After I’d taken the whole thing, I held it there, his cock planted deep in my throat, my nose pressing up against his stomach, my bottom lip pressing up against his sack.
Scott shuddered as I stayed locked onto his cock, deepthroating him for a full seven seconds before pulling off. Gagging, I coughed up some saliva, then spit it on his cock. I jerked him off for a few seconds, then deepthroated him again, holding his cock for at least 10 seconds this time before yanking my head back. The tip of his cock was white from lack of circulation and it was practically glowing it had so much spit covering it.
“Do you like that?” I asked. “Do you like it when I deepthroat your huge cock?”
“I fucking love it,” Scott said, smiling widely.
“Yeah, I bet you do,” I said, playing with his cock while we talked. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“It sure does.”
“Do you know what else feels good?” I asked, climbing to my feet but keeping his cock in my hand.
Scott shook his head.
“Eating my pussy,” I said, releasing his cock and taking a couple steps back and then turning around so my ass was facing him. “How does that sound to you?”
“Wonderful,” he said.
Looking over my shoulder at Scott, I slapped one of my ass cheeks. As he watched intently, I slapped the other one. Then I beckoned him over.
“On your knees,” I said after he reached me. He complied without hesitation. Once he was in position, with his face mere inches from my cute little ass, I reached back and grabbed one of my ass cheeks with each hand, then spread them wide, opening myself up to him.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” I said. “Get your face in there.”
Smiling, Scott dove in, burying his face between my ass cheeks.
He went to town with his tongue, running it up and down my pussy, licking it and sucking it and inhaling my essence while I continued to hold my ass open, giving him easy access to all my holes.
After a good 30 seconds, Scott started to back away to catch his breath, but I was having none of it.
“Where do you think you’re going,” I said as I let go of my ass cheeks and grabbed ahold of his hair, one handful in each hand. Using his hair as leverage, I pulled him further into me, smothering him with my flesh. His tongue was buried deep in my pussy and his nose was pushing up against my asshole.
“That’s a good boy,” I said, pushing my ass back against his face. “Right there. Right fucking there.”
I relaxed my hold on him for a moment, giving him a chance to get in a few gulps of air before tugging on him once again, smashing his face up against my holes.
I bent my legs a little bit more, squatting down so his tongue was now at the same level as my asshole. He hesitated for a moment, as if unsure what I wanted. It wasn’t a big deal really, but I decided to make him pay for it nonetheless. Just for fun.
I stepped forward and turned around so I was facing him. Standing over him, one of my hands still gripping the hair on the back of his head, I yanked down, wrenching his head back until he was looking up at the ceiling.
“What the fuck was that?” I said, my voice firm. “When I give you my asshole to lick, you don’t hesitate. Understand?”
Scott nodded. I smacked him in the face, hard enough to leave a red mark on his cheek. I wasn’t sure what to expect, taking things this far, which was a level we’d never approached before. But when I saw the look of excitement in his eyes, I knew that he was totally on board with where this train was headed. So I kept going.
“Answer me when I ask you a question,” I said. “Understand?”
“I understand,” he said.
“Good.” I smacked him again for good measure then pulled him to the floor by the hair, lying him flat on his back on the carpet.
Once he was in position, I turned around so I was facing his feet, put one leg on either side of his head, and dropped my ass down onto his face.
“If you can’t do it on your own, then I’m going to have to do it for you,” I said as I smothered him with my flesh.
I gave him my full weight, my pussy and ass completely engulfing his face, making it impossible for him to breathe.
After sitting atop him for a full 10 seconds, I rose up, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He did so in gasping lurches, his breath heavy and labored.
After I felt like he’d had enough air, I dropped back down onto him, not quite giving him my entire weight this time, but grinding my pussy against his face, moving it rapidly back and forth so his tongue was running up and down the length of my snatch.
Despite the abuse I was giving him, his cock sticking straight up in the air was evidence that he was thoroughly enjoying himself. I couldn’t help but lean forward and grab ahold of it; it was just too inviting. While keeping my ass planted firmly on Scott’s face, I began to jerk him off.
Scott must have liked it, because as soon as I started playing with his cock, he started going after my pussy with more vigor. With this in mind I spent the next couple of minutes alternating the pressure and tempo on his cock. It worked like a charm, as though there was a direct link between his cock and his tongue. The faster I worked one, the faster the other one operated. And then when I leaned over some more and took his cock in my mouth, it was all over.
Sucking Scott’s cock brought out the best in his tongue, as it flicked and explored my insides like never before. He did such a good job that he brought me right to the point of orgasm and beyond in a flash, my body shaking all over and releasing a torrent of pussy juices onto his face as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream too loudly.
I released his cock from my mouth and lifted my body off his face just enough so that I could look down at him. “Not bad,” I said. “Not too bad at all. But you still have to make up for the lack of enthusiasm you showed for my asshole. Understand?”
Scott nodded his head. His smile was wider than ever. It was obvious he truly enjoyed what I was doing to him.
I spun around on his face until I was facing the opposite direction, then I used my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plopped my asshole right onto his mouth.
He went to work immediately, licking my asshole with urgency this time, like a man possessed.
“That’s right,” I said. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”
Again my talking seemed to turn him on, as he went to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue was slipping inside my asshole, tickling my insides.
“Holy fuck,” I said. “That feels so fucking good.”
I started bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottomed out. His tongue in my asshole felt incredible, but I still needed something more to get myself off again. So I stuck my fingers inside my pussy and started banging myself while he worked his tongue.
After about a minute of finger-fucking myself while he worked my asshole, I was right at the point of cumming yet again. I pulled my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rubbed my clit, once again putting me over the top.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed as another orgasm rocked my body. This one was more violent than the previous one, causing me to shake and shimmy. Scott’s tongue slipped out of my asshole but he continued licking away at
me, prolonging my ecstasy.
But still it wasn’t enough. I needed his cock inside me. And after I’d climbed off his face and positioned myself in front of him on my hands and knees, my ass sticking up in the air, waiting, beckoning, desperate to get fucked, I told him exactly that.
“With pleasure,” he replied, getting up off the ground and onto his hands and knees too. He crawled over to me and sidled up behind me, then slipped his rock-hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. We both gasped as it went in with only minimal resistance. Then he started fucking me from behind, doggy-style.
With his hands gripping my hips, Scott slammed his cock into me, not bothering to take it slow, pounding me so hard and fast that I could feel his balls slapping up against the underside of my pussy.
“Oh my god yes,” I said. “That’s what I need. Give it to me, baby. Fuck me like you stole me.”
And he did, hammering away at my pussy with everything he had. After a minute or so, his hands slid down to my ass cheeks and he gripped them and spread them open and held them like that, giving him deeper access to my insides.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, loving each incremental step he was taking.
After holding my ass open for a bit, his hands worked their way to my back to my shoulders. He began pulling back on them as he moved forward, so our bodies were going in opposite directions when we met, allowing his cock to go even deeper inside of me.
It felt great, but once again I needed something more. Namely, what I’d been looking forward to all evening. So I stuck my middle finger in my mouth to get it lubed up, then slid it back around my body and started rubbing it against my asshole.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” Scott said, still fucking me all the while.
“What do you think?” I asked.
He just laughed.
“Why are you laughing?” I asked, looking back at him, messing with him a bit. “Does the thought of fucking my ass seem funny to you?”
“Not at all,” Scott said. “It’s exciting.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Stick your thumb in there and get my asshole warmed up, and then fuck it with your hard cock until you’re ready to cum.”
“If you insist,” Scott said. Not fucking me for a moment but keeping his cock inside me, he gathered up some saliva and spit on my asshole. Then he ran his thumb down the crack of my ass. After rubbing the outside of my asshole with his thumb to spread out the wetness a bit, he slipped the tip of his thumb in my anus.
“Holyfuckingshit,” I said, the words running together to make one long one. “That feels so fucking good.”
Evidently Scott thought so too, as he began pounding my pussy harder than ever while continuing to work his thumb in and out and around my asshole, getting it nice and loose.
“Okay, that’s enough,” I said a short time later, turning my upper body to the side so I could see his face while I spoke the magic words. “I need your cock in there. Now. No more screwing around. Fuck my ass.”
Smiling, Scott replaced his thumb with his cock, taking it slow, sliding just the tip in at first and holding it there, not moving against me.
I was still looking at him, and I could see that he was struggling a bit with his cock in my ass. It was tight, for sure, but not that tight. There was plenty of room for his cock. Which meant the problem wasn’t with me, but with him. And I think I knew what it was.
“You’re close to cumming, aren’t you?” I asked, smirking at him.
He nodded.
“Ahhhh, isn’t that cute,” I said with mock sweetness. “You’ve only been in my ass for a few seconds and you’re ready to cum.”
This time Scott just took a deep breath.
“But that just won’t do,” I said, starting to move against him. Slowly. For now. “Because I need to get my ass pounded. Even if it’s only for half a minute. Okay?”
“Okay,” he managed to say.
By now I was moving against him a little more aggressively, forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside my ass with every pump.
Scott was grimacing more, his face screwed up in a mask of desperation.
“Not yet,” I said, “You can’t cum until you’ve hammered my asshole for at least a good two minutes. Understand?”
Scott forced himself to nod.
“I want to hear you say it,” I said, still moving against him, harder than ever now.
“I understand,” he said after taking a deep breath.
“Good,” I said as I slammed my ass back into him hard enough to almost knock him over and forcing his cock deeper inside my asshole. It wasn’t quite bottoming out yet, but it was close. “Then just sit back and let me do the work if you have to, but no cumming until I say so. Okay?”
“Okay,” he said.
I bounced my ass back against him again and this time he held his ground. So I did it again, and again, and again. His cock was disappearing completely inside my anus now, filling it up, pushing against all the walls. It felt incredible. And my asshole was loosening up with every thrust, making it easier on Scott as well.
“How are you doing back there?” I asked after slamming my ass back against him and holding it there for a few seconds, his cock deep inside me.
“Better,” he said.
“Yeah?” I asked, looking back at him.
He nodded. And he looked better, that was for sure.
“So you think you can hold out for a little while?”
“I think so,” he said.
“Good,” I replied. “Because I really want you to take control for a little bit and fuck my ass like it deserves to be fucked. Do you think you can do that?”
“I know I can,” he said, smiling his patented, confident grin for the first time since his cock had been in my ass.
“Then go to work,” I said.
So he did, taking control, grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading my ass before pounding away, his hips slamming into me with as much force as when he was fucking my pussy.
“That’s it,” I said. “Right there, baby. Right fucking there. Give it to me good. Pound that asshole. Pound that fucking asshole!”
Just as it had all night, my dirty talk excited Scott even more, and he started going after me with a frenzied fervor. He reached up and pulled my hair, yanking my head back and arching my spine, allowing him to penetrate my asshole even deeper.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my fucking God!” I screamed, my face turned up to the ceiling from the tension. The combination of getting my ass fucked and my hair pulled at the same time was intoxicating. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And Scott didn’t stop, fucking my ass more aggressively than ever. He was grunting like an animal, making more noise than I’d ever heard him make before.
Half a minute later, my body tensed up for a few seconds then released in a flood as a titanic orgasm raged through my body. But Scott didn’t slow down at all. He was still hammering away at me with reckless abandon while my body bucked and thrashed in ecstasy.
My gyrations put Scott over the edge too. He pounded my ass a couple more times, then he let out a low groan and his cock released his sperm deep in my ass. He continued fucking me, forcing out every last drop of cum from his cock before pulling his hips back and pulling his cock out of my asshole.
We fell down onto the carpeted floor together, lying on our backs next to each other.
“I sure am glad you gave me a call,” Scott said, turning and flashing me a little smile.
“And I sure am glad you decided to come over,” I replied, grinning back at him.
“Yeah, I think that was a good choice,” Scott said. He leaned over and gave me a kiss. I grabbed his head and held him there and we started to make out. As I explored his mouth with my tongue I thought about how sometimes, dreams do come true. I only hoped this one would last longer than the one that had started out the night.
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MY NAUGHTY BABES : MELANIE
; MY NAUGHTY BABES: VOLUME ONE
SCOTTY DIGGLER
I’m a traveling man. Not quite in the old-school sense of the word, necessarily, but in the spirit of it, at least. My job takes me around the country, keeping me continually on the move; two weeks on the West Coast, a day in the Midwest, a weekend the South, then on to the East Coast for a week before heading back west. We have companies in almost half of the states of the US, and I’m constantly putting out fires in every single one of them.
Needless to say this precludes me from having a traditional relationship. It simply wouldn’t be fair to be gone from my family at all times; not to me or to them. But that’s okay. I’ve never been much for the traditional lifestyle anyway. I prefer to do things my own way.
Luckily for me I’m a pretty good looking dude, a tall and dark-haired 27-year old with a body honed from years of playing sports and working out. I’m extremely comfortable in my own skin and have a pitch-black, self-deprecating sense of humor. Which is a long-winded way of saying that I’ve never really had any trouble with women.
That last part has made things pretty easy for me while I’m on the road. Over the years I’ve cultivated a number of relationships, leaving me with one woman for each of the cities I visit on a regular basis. They’re not girlfriends in the traditional sense but they’re more than just fuck-buddies. Each women is someone I spend the majority of my non-working time with when I come into town, sort of like a short-lived, temporary relationship, minus all the hassles. We party, we go to dinner, we hang out, and we fuck. Then we both move on until the next time I’m in town.
There are, of course, occasional issues that flare-up in this kind of set-up, but for the most part, it works wonderfully. I’m certainly happy about my life. The way I see it I get the best of both worlds; a bevy of hot, awesome, sexually-active companions without the hassles and pitfalls of a long-term relationship. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
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