Erotic Little Spinners - 8 Tales Of Dirty Sex

by AE Publications

  “As a heart-attack,” I replied.

  She looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat, her mouth turned up in a little smirk. “I don’t know, buddy,” she said. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re not really my type.”

  “What about this?” I asked, grabbing her arm and pulling her hand down towards my cock, which was already a little chubby and by no means on the small side. “Is this your type?”

  “Perhaps,” she said. “But I’ve come across many guys in my life with big cocks. Most of them don’t know how to use them.”

  “Well I can assure you that I do,” I replied.

  “Maybe you do,” she said. “But that doesn’t mean you can give me what I need.”

  “And what is that, exactly?”

  She looked at me sideways, dismissing me. “If you have to ask then you probably can’t deliver.”

  “If you’re talking about an aggressive pounding, you might be surprised. Deep down I’m a pretty fucked-up guy.”

  “Yeah, I doubt that,” she said, drinking from her beer.

  “Why?” I asked. “Because I don’t have any tattoos or piercings?”

  “That’s part of it,” she said.

  “And the other?”

  She shrugged. “For one, you’re dressed like a yuppie.”

  “That’s because I’m playing a part.”

  “And what part is that?”

  “A wolf in sheep’s clothing,” I said, taking a drink from my glass. “It’s a little game I like to play.”

  She turned her head towards me, suddenly more interested. “How does it go?”

  “It’s simple,” I said, taking advantage of her interest to hop up onto the stool on the other side of her table. “I dress up like a nice, normal, everyday prude to attract a certain kind of girl.”

  “What kind is that?”

  “The cute, innocent little college that are always running around this place. Like her,” I said, pointing out a little blonde in a sundress, smiling widely and acting all shy. “Or her.” I pointed to a long-haired brunette wearing a skirt and sorority sweatshirt. “I make them think I’m a nice, normal guy, just looking to screw around a little bit.”

  “And then?” she asked, clearly interested.

  I finished off my beer and flashed her an evil little smile. “Then I give them a night they’ll never forget, even if they want to. But it also ends up being a night they’ll dream about for the rest of their lives, even if they won’t admit it.”

  She chuckled and finished off the rest of her beer.

  “Tell me you’re not at least a little intrigued,” I said.

  “I have to admit, I’m a tad bit curious,” she replied. “But I still really doubt that you can give me what I need.”

  “Maybe not,” I said. “But what’s the worst that can happen if you give me a chance? You come away a little disappointed?”

  “Or worse yet, unsatisfied,” she said.

  “Which was probably going to happen anyway,” I said.

  “What makes you say that?”

  “Well, you obviously came here looking for someone that wasn’t here. And you’re clearly disappointed about that. And you’re sure as not going to find what you need at this place if you decide to pass on my offer and stick around.”

  “True enough,” she said.

  “So the way I figure it, you’ve got nothing to lose.”

  “As much as I hate to admit it, I think you’re right.”

  “Then let’s go back to my place,” I said, slamming the rest of my beer. “It’s only a few blocks away. I’m Mike, by the way.”

  “I’m Isabella,” she said. “But you can just call me Bella.”

  “Okay then, Bella, let’s rock.”

  I took her hand and we left the bar.

  #

  “I’m guessing you like things a little rough,” I said as we walked along the sidewalk towards my house.

  “More than a little,” she said.

  “That’s what I figured. What about control?” I asked.

  “What about it?”

  “Do you like to have it or relinquish it.”

  “Both,” she said. “It all depends on my mood.”

  “And what kind of mood are you in tonight?”

  “Oh, I wouldn’t mind at all if you took charge,” Bella said. “I kind of feel like being told what to do.” She flashed me a dirty little smile. “Do you think you can do that for me?”

  “It would be my pleasure,” I said, smiling back.

  “And don’t take it easy on me,” she said. “I’m a big girl. I can handle whatever you can dish out.”

  “Sounds good to me,” I said, fighting the urge to lick my lips in excitement.

  A couple minutes later we came to my door. I unlocked it, opened it, and let Bella in. After closing and locking the door behind her, I grabbed her arm and spun her around, right there in the living room.

  “Get on your knees,” I said as I undid my belt and zipper, pulled off my pants and boxers and tossed them aside.

  Bella did as she was told without hesitation. She was looking up at me with puppy dog eyes, desperate to please. My already hard cock was sticking straight out, practically poking her in the eye.

  “Now suck my dick.”

  Bella opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my cock and started bobbing back and forth on the head while her hand worked the shaft.

  I grabbed her wrists, yanked her hands from my cock and forced them down to her side. “No hands,” I said. “Just use your mouth.”

  Bella’s head bobbed faster and faster on my cock. Spittle ran down her chin and onto the floor. Gagging sounds escaped from her throat.

  “That’s right,” I said. “Just like that.”

  I glanced down at Bella, saw that her eyes were closed. I gave her a little smack on the cheek.

  “Look up at me,” I said. “I want to saw your pretty little eyes while you suck that hard cock.”

  Bella tilted her head slightly, allowing her to make eye contact while continuing to blow me. Her eyes were huge and full of the need to please.

  “There you go,” I said. “That’s more like it. Keep looking up at me. No matter what happens I want you to keep your eyes on mine. Understand?”

  She nodded as best she could with my cock in her mouth.

  I put my hand on the back of Bella’s head to hold it in place and started pumping my hips forward, forcing her to take me deeper and deeper.

  After pumping Bella’s mouth continuously for a good thirty seconds, I held her head in place, my cock three-quarters of the way inside her mouth, pressing on the back of her head, keeping it in place.

  She started to choke.

  “That’s it,” I said. “Fucking choke on that cock.”

  Bella tried to back away but I didn’t let her go.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” I said, taunting her as she struggled. “I didn’t said you could pull off yet.”

  Bella still struggled to back away. But that was fine. I didn’t mind at all. In fact, I liked it better when she struggled. It was more fun for me.

  After another ten seconds I finally let Bella go. Her head flew back and she gasped for breath. Tears were leaking from her eyes, making her black mascara run down her cheek. It was sexy as hell. Not to mention hot as shit.

  I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and used it to control her head. I pulled her face into me, smashing her mouth against the base of my cock. I rubbed her face against my flesh then pushed down on her head until her mouth latched on to my ball sack.

  “That’s a good girl,” I said. “Suck on my balls.”

  She took them both in her mouth and went to town, licking and sucking and fondling them with practiced ease. Her hand flew up to my cock and started jerking me off while she continued playing with my balls. From there, she continued southward, licking my taint before returning to my sack.

  “You’re a dirty little fucking slut, aren’t yo
u?” I said.

  “The dirtiest,” she replied.

  “Yeah? Well let’s just see how dirty you really are.” I forced her head even further down until her face was staring directly at my asshole. “Do you like the taste of ass?” I asked.

  “I fucking love it,” she said.

  “Prove it,” I said.

  “With pleasure,” Bella replied.

  She slid her hands onto my asscheeks and spread them apart, giving her more room to attack my asshole. And attack it she did, going after it with enthusiasm and energy. She started by exploring around the edges, getting me nice and warmed up before she dove in proper. Her tongue was magic, flicking in and out of her mouth, working my asshole with skill, getting it nice and wet and slippery and sloppy.

  After going to town on my asshole for almost a full minute, I grabbed a handful of Bella’s hair and roughly yanked her to her feet. Leaning in, I touched my forehead against hers, taking in her breaths from close range.

  “You like that, don’t you?” I said. “You like it when I dominate you. When I forced you to do things you don’t want to. Don’t you?”

  She nodded, her breath still ragged.

  “What?” I said. “I can’t hear you.”

  “Yes,” Bella said, her voice desperate and laced with need. “I love it. I fucking love it.”

  I slid my hand under her dress and yanked her panties aside, then jammed two fingers into her pussy and started banging away, going full-bore right from the get-go. With my other hand I yanked down on the top of her dress, spilling her tits out. I gave them each a squeeze and a little smack while continuing to finger-fuck her mercilessly.

  Bella started to moan. Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth and her eyes were wide and staring into mine.

  I slid a third finger into her pussy, and then a fourth, and continued banging away, hammering my fingers into her, shoving them deep inside her, as far as they would go, then sliding them back out again to repeat the process.

  Bella’s breath was coming rapidly now and little sounds were coming out of her mouth even though she was trying desperately to hold them in. Her hands had migrated up to her tits and she was squeezing them with everything she had. Her pussy was soaking wet, drenching my hand and causing wet, squishy sounds as I continued banging away at her pussy.

  After a particularly aggressive couple of finger thrusts, Bella’s body tensed up for a moment before releasing as an orgasm ran through her. She let out a guttural groan and her pussy squirted out a river of juices, sending a stream onto the hardwood floor.

  I punctuated her orgasm by rapidly yanking my fingers out of her and then smacking her pussy a couple of times, sending her into another convulsion.

  “Holy fucking shit,” Bella said quickly, like it was a single word. Her breath was ragged as she tried to recover.

  But I didn’t gave her a chance to, grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her towards the floor before she was fully recovered.

  “On your hands and knees,” I said, giving her a smack on the ass to get her moving.

  She scrambled down, turning her head to look up at me as she dropped, as if to ask if she was doing it correctly. She was, but I wasn’t going to let her know that. Squatting down behind her, I gave her a double smack to the ass, one hand for each cheek.

  “Face forward,” I said. “Arms locked out. Ass up in the air.”

  Bella did as she was told.

  Staring down at Bella, I marveled at how sexy and slutty she was, especially with her heels still on and her dress framing her body, even though it was scrunched up around her midsection.

  I dropped to my knees and sidled up to her. After looking down at her tight, perfect little ass and then running my gaze up her slim, well-defined back with her black hair spilled over it, I grabbed ahold of my hard cock and slid it into her wet, gaping pussy.

  Bella gasped loudly as I started hammering away at her, slamming my cock in and out of her with full force right from the start, not even bothering to take things slow.

  She let out an even louder moan as I grabbed ahold of her hair and yanked on it, forcing her to arch her back to alleviate some of the pressure.

  I looked down at the straining muscles of her back as I fucked her doggy-style, her vertebrae sticking out and her shoulder blades protruding as she struggled beneath me. My body was slamming into hers with enough forced to make her ass jiggle with every thrust.

  “You like this, don’t you?” I said, practically snarling the words at her. “You like it when I fuck you mercilessly, don’t you?”

  Bella nodded her head.

  “Say it,” I growl. “I want to hear you said it.”

  “I love it!” Bella said between ragged breaths and deep, guttural moans. She was almost screaming the words. “I fucking love it when you hammer my pussy!”

  Hearing her voice turned me on even more, made me want to fuck her even harder. I released my hold on her hair and let my hands slide to her shoulders. Gripping them tightly, I yanked her entire body back towards me as I moved forward, allowing me even deeper penetration every time our bodies come together.

  “Holy fuck!” Bella screamed as I pummeled away at her, our flesh smacking together loudly, the sounds of sex echoing about the room.

  After a few more brutal pumps, I slammed my cock into Bella one final time, holding it deep inside her pussy, grinding away, forcing it as deep as it would go. I threw my arm around her neck, choking her with it while I hold her body in place, making it impossible for her to get away. She struggled against me, trying to escape, but I didn’t let her, holding her there, my cock planted all the way inside her pussy while my arm continued squeezing the breath from her body.

  “Take it,” I said, my voice not much more than whisper. “Take it like the good little slut you were. Show me how tough you are. Show me how much you can take.”

  Once I thought she’d enough, I released my hold on her throat. As she gasped for breath, I pushed her head towards the floor, keeping her on her hands and knees. I angled her head a little to the right, until it was right above the reservoir of juices her pussy squirted out a couple minutes ago.

  “Lick it up,” I said, pushing her face towards the puddle. “Clean up the mess you made earlier.”

  Bella did as she was told, sticking her tongue out and lapping up the liquid like a cat drinking milk.

  “That’s a good girl,” I said. “Now swallow it down.”

  She took a big gulp and swallowed it.

  “You’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you,” I said.

  Bella turned her head towards me and nodded.

  “Do you want me to continue to defile you?”

  She nodded again.

  “Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

  “I want you to treat me like the slut I am,” she said, and from the tone of her voice, I could tell that she meant every word. “Do whatever you want to me. Make me pay. Make me suffer. I deserve it. I want you to destroy me.”

  I shivered with anticipation and delight. There was just something about Bella’s attitude—part defiant, part punk, part innocent, and all slut—that brought out the worst in me.

  I turned her head sideways and pressed her face against the hardwood floor, right into what was left of her puddle of pussy juices. Holding her face flush against the floor, I climbed to my feet until I was squatting above her, keeping my dick inserted in her pussy the entire time.

  Now with my newfound leverage, I was able to fuck Bella even more forcefully than ever, and I did so, hammering away at her pussy with everything I had, my cock slamming into her with as much aggression as I could muster.

  She was screaming louder than she had all night, and her face was twisted in discomfort, but still I pummeled away, fucking her like I was trying to break her in half, my hands on her asscheeks, gripping them hard enough to leave finger marks, spreading them wide and holding them open, making her little asshole gape below me.

  “Br
eak that fucking pussy!” Bella screamed. “Turn me fucking inside out!”

  So I tried to, my body slamming into hers hard enough to make her ass ripple and jiggle after every collision.

  The emotional turn-on of watching her willingly suffer in addition to the sheer nastiness of seeing her asshole beckoning me combined with the pure physical enjoyment of my cock hammering in and out her pussy very nearly took me over the edge.

  I abruptly stood up, yanking my cock out of her pussy and took a few deep breaths, barely averting disaster. I was having way too much to finish up already. There were still so many things I wanted to do to her.

  But I needed a few minutes to cool down. Not to mention give her a little extra pleasure. Sometimes that’s more fun than anything else. Especially when you are in complete control of how much pleasure they are getting.

  With that in mind, I smacked Bella on the ass and then dropped to my knees behind her. Leaning forward, I stuck my tongue out and ran it up the length of her pussy.

  She let out a little yelp, followed by an excited giggle.

  I licked the edges of her pussy with my tongue, eliciting more excited sounds from her mouth, then plunged the tip of my tongue inside her wet, juicy snatch.

  “Holy fuck,” she moaned. “That feels so fucking good. Eat that pussy. Eat that fucking pussy.”

  I bobbed my head forward and back, forcing my tongue deeper into her pussy, my excitement growing right alongside hers.

  After forcing my tongue as far into her pussy as it would go and holding it there for a few seconds while Bella squirmed, I let it out slowly, centimeter by centimeter.

  Rising up a little bit, I put my hands on her ass cheeks, spread them wide, and started licking her asshole.

  She yelped in surprise again, but didn’t make any move to get away. In fact, she let out a low, pleasure filled moan and pressed her ass back against my face.

  “Oh, you like that, do you?” I said, pulling back just enough to get the words out.

  Looking back at me, she nodded her head.

  “Do you want me to do it some more?”

  She nodded again.

  I smacked her on the ass. “Say it.”

  “I want you to do it some more,” Bella said.