by G. C. Grand
Emma nearly yelped as Bob began to finger her sensitive clit. “YES! I mean – yes, I’m sure! Now – you two dears run along!”
“Thank you!” The two girls said, happily skipping away, before the strange ice cream woman changed her mind.
Slamming the window shut, Emma looked back at him and growled, “And just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Laughing, Bob replied, “Well, since you’re selling ice cream, I’ve got to pay you somehow!” He pulled his cock out of her asshole, watched her sweet anal sphincter quiver in trepidation, and then rammed it back in mercilessly.
“OH GOD!” Emma shouted, as her tormentor swirled his dick around in her squishy anal tunnel and simultaneously rubbed her clitoris, driving her crazy with desire. “FUCK!”
Then Bob withdrew from the struggling girl, his slick, throbbing cock leaving a gaping hole behind it. “You want me to stop?” he asked, stepping backwards. Bob teased her because he knew she still wanted it bad.
Breathing hard and suddenly cock-free, Emma slowly stood straight, swung around and faced the ice cream man. She had to admit to herself that she did want him to fuck her ass, so the color in her face slowly turned red. Bob’s glorious cock looked delicious and just felt so DAMN good! “No – please don’t stop,” she whispered.
“What? I didn’t hear you, slut!”
Flushing even more, Emma whimpered, “Please don’t stop fucking me! Please fuck me in the ass!”
Cleary enjoying this, Bob said, “You’ve got to show me you want it, bitch!”
Emma smiled. So Bob wanted her to be a slut? She’d show him what a super-slut she could be! The pretty girl turned around to flash Bob her tasty heart-shaped ass and said, “Oh – I want your big, gorgeous cock! I want it up my asshole – like this!”
She placed his cock-head against her small anal opening, gasping as it penetrated her tight sphincter, and then lowered her lithe body upon it until she was impaled to the hilt. It took a moment for the girl to get used to his girth once again, but shortly she began to grind up and down Bob’s hard cock, before turning her head to sexily gaze at him.
The young blonde said, “Do you like that? Me fucking your big, nasty cock with my tiny little asshole?” Looking up at Bob with passionate blue eyes, Emma begged, “Will you fuck my ass now?”
The girl started to bounce up and down on the pole, slowly at first but then more and more vigorously. “OH GOD!” she grunted. “C’mon, you bastard! Fuck me! Don’t you want to fuck me good and hard!?”
The ice cream man was in heaven – he couldn’t believe how good the little sex-pot’s rear felt. “Show me what a slut you are!” he ordered.
“Motherfucker!” Emma shouted out angrily, as she practically jumped off Bob’s slick shaft, quickly replacing her tight asshole with her eager, plump lips.
The gorgeous blonde got on her knees and swallowed the man’s hard tool without a second thought. She gulped and slurped her way up the huge shaft and soon her lips touched its base. God, she loved the way her ass tasted on his nasty cock - it made her feel so smutty! She sucked as hard as she could, then roughly mouth-fucked him, and at last swirled her lithe tongue on his cock-head, before turning around to jab it up her ass again.
“FUCK, you’re a nasty slut!” Bob cried. “Ass-to-mouth - just like the pornos! God-fucking-DAMN!”
Wriggling on his cock with undulating hip movements – with her long blonde hair loose behind her back, taut ass-cheeks bouncing like there was no tomorrow, tits flopping up and down – Emma knew she was hotter than any AV starlet. “So you like ass-to-mouth?”
“God, yes! That’s the hottest thing ever!” he replied.
Emma chuckled and said, “Well, then you’re in for a treat!”
Bob groaned as the blonde repeatedly stuck his cock in her ass and then in her mouth. The naughty chick did this over and over again, driving them both over the edge. The raw sexuality in the room grew in intensity as the blonde defiled herself for Bob’s pleasure. Already hot and humid, the van was like a burning oven now. The musky stench of sex, semen and pussy juices hung in the air heavily. Both Emma and Bob were sweating – his body pouring out sweat, while Emma looked gorgeous with beads of sweat rolling down her smooth, young skin.
“I’m such a nasty little slut, aren’t I?” she cooed, her tongue lapping up and down his long, dripping shaft.
“Is it tasty?”
“It’s VERY tasty! I love the taste of my ass!” she replied, laughing as the man groaned while she nibbled on the tip of his dickhead. “I love the taste of your cock, too!”
“Jesus! You’re fucking hot!” He pulled his cock out of her mouth and began slapping it against her cheeks and tongue. “Fucking sit on this, bitch!”
Doing as she was told, the girl enveloped the man’s shaft with her quivering rectum, whimpering in delight.
Bob slapped her ass, which made her succulent bottom jiggle. He asked, “You want me to fuck you?”
Returning his gaze with one of pure lust, the girl lewdly said, “I want you to fuck me! Fuck me and make me cum!”
“Then what?” he demanded.
The steamy blonde ground her hips in a circular motion against the cock in her ass, and smiled, “Then I’m going to make you cum - then swallow your cum!”
The big man snarled, “I’m going to cum in your ass, make you tasty treat, and make you eat every last bite!”
“FUCK YEAH!” she said saucily. “I’m your cum-bucket! I want your big, fucking cock to split me in two! And I want you to fucking use my body any way you want – cum in me, defile me – fuck me raw!”
He laughed, “Hold on tight, bitch!” Grabbing Emma’s hips, he began to buck his hips upwards at a very fast pace. “GOD DAMN – your asshole is fucking tight!”
“OH FUCK!” Emma squealed, her eyes bulging out. “Your cock in my ass – it’s filling me up so much!! OH MY GOD! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!”
The ice cream man was relentless as he made Emma bounce up and down on his hard prick. Each time her ass hit the base of his cock, the loud smacking sound of flesh echoed in the van and the girl let out a loud grunt. He fucked her good and hard in that position for a few minutes.
And all Emma could do was blabber, “YOUR COCK IS SOOOO BIG! IT’S SPLITTING ME APART!!”
Then Bob changed spots with the girl. He made the panting girl sit on the chair with her ass sticking up at him, her back facing him, while her hands grasped the back of the chair. This gave him better access to her anus, and Bob’s cock entered her from behind ruthlessly in one quick thrust, causing the blonde to cry out.
“GOD – SO DEEP!! I can’t believe how deep your cock feels in me!” Emma wailed.
Already a sweaty, dripping mess, the young blonde’s body now strained to its utmost sexual limit. The cock that reached so deeply inside the recesses of her anal highway was the biggest and hardest one she’d ever had, and her partner used it to fuck her near senseless.
And fuck her he did. Bob fucked the young blonde as if it was the last fuck he’d ever have again in his life. He fucked her as hard and as fast as he could, putting his weight against her and slamming the slender girl against the chair.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Emma shrieked loudly, over and over.
But Bob couldn’t last much longer. Emma’s anal-cavity felt too scorching and wicked, and squeezed his cock so firmly that the man knew he couldn’t hold his back much longer - even though this was his third load of the day. So he actually quickened his pace. All the lovely blonde could do now was groan and squeal along with the ruthless fucking she was receiving from the ice cream man.
Soon Bob grunted loudly and ejaculated deep within her shuddering bowels. This caused Emma to scream, experiencing her own explosive orgasmic reaction in response. Her hips and lithe body squirmed in his grasp as Bob spewed load after load into her, his scorching cock-juice filling up her anal-cavity, which spasmed and squeezed out every last drop.
The pair leaned against the chair for a while, still joined together lewdly at the crotch, breathing heavily from their exertions and trying to regain their composure. Finally Bob disengaged from the girl and leaned against the counter, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
“God damn, that was good!” he whistled, still admiring the blonde’s luscious body. “Thank you!”
Meanwhile, Emma felt drained but strangely euphoric - she hadn’t fucked like that in a long time! Standing up on shaky legs - with her ass still facing Bob and her hands on the chair - Emma arched her back and turned her head around to smile at the man. She said sexily, “We’re NOT done!”
Bob grinned. “Did you want something?”
Licking her lips, Emma replied back naughtily, “Mr. Ice Cream Man! Could I have an ice cream cone, please?” Then she placed her feet further apart and brought up a hand to grab an ass-cheek, spreading it so that Bob had a better view of her snatch and asshole.
“What flavor did you want?”
“Ummm – I want creamy cock-juice mixed with ass!”
“No problem! Hold on!” Bob grabbed an ice cream cone in one hand, Emma’s ass in another, and positioned the cone underneath the girl’s asshole. He fingered her sensitive anus lightly and said, “God – that’s beautiful! OK – squeeze it out!”
With her hands on her knees, legs straight, back arched and ass jutting upwards, Emma knew how nasty she must look. Concentrating, the beautiful blonde slowly let loose the boiling cum she held in her bowels – which came out in spurts. She looked so lewd discharging the frothy mixture from her slender body; her asshole puckered tight but then opened up, and a gush of cum would dribble into the waiting cone. Emma did this again and again until she had squeezed and squirted as much cum from her ass that she could, the cone now overfilling with the filthy fluid.
Bob dug two fingers with his free hand into Emma’s tight asshole and twirled his digits ruthlessly around in that messy hole, before pulling his digits out. “I think that’s pretty much all there is!”
As he held up his cum-stained fingers, Emma turned to face Bob and wrapped her luscious lips around them. She smiled and sucked off the cum. “All clean! Now - about that cone …”
Grinning, the ice cream man handed her the cone. “Here you go, miss! Try not to spill any!”
She giggled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Ice Cream Man!”
Next Emma licked and sipped at the cone, making a show of it for Bob. The mixture had such a creamy, frothy, and nasty taste that it nearly made the girl want to go for another round of fucking. Emma snaked her long tongue into the sordid liquid to mix it up, and then lapped it up into her mouth. Next she’d swish the filthy mixture in her mouth, gargled, and then opened her mouth wide to show the man the bubbling, creamy cum.
“Shit!” Bob said, amazed at the girl’s raunchiness.
The sexy blonde devoured the cum in a big gulp and said, “God, I’m such a dirty little slut!” Then Emma poured the remaining cum from the cone into her mouth and swallowed it all. “Mmmmmm – so tasty!”
Once she finished eating the rest of the cum-drenched cone, Emma pulled on her shorts and zipped up her hoodie as Bob watched. She smiled at him sweetly, about to go, but then stopped suddenly with a frown on her face.
“What is it?” he asked.
Dropping to her knees in front of Bob’s limp dick, the pretty blonde had noticed his cock still had some turgid semen clinging to it. The girl opened her luscious mouth, stuck out her twirling tongue, and cleaned his tool up shiny clean.
Bob groaned in delight, his eyes wide in amazement. “This is the best birthday present ever!” he moaned.
“There – that’s better!” she giggled, giving his cock one last kiss. “I just can’t leave you with a dirty cock! I hope you remember this birthday for a long time!”
And with that, the slutty girl left the van, her Slurp-O-Gram job finished.
(The End)
The Mexican Photo Shoot
Chapter One 2
Chapter Two 10
Chapter Three 17
Chapter Four 23
Chapter Five 29
Chapter Six 35
Chapter Seven 45
Chapter Eight 59
Chapter Nine 67
Chapter Ten 73
Chapter Eleven 83
Chapter One
This was Anna Sutherland’s first professional modeling gig, and her heart raced just at the thought of it all; the money, the glamour, and the exotic Mexican destination where the photo-shoot would take place. It felt so unreal for the eighteen year old blonde bombshell that she kept pinching herself for the entire flight, and it wasn’t until she landed and had checked into her hotel room that she knew she wasn’t dreaming. For someone who had never stepped foot outside of her native Iowa, being in another country was an eye-opening experience.
Not to say that everything was all roses for the young teen, as the city she had arrived in seemed old and dirty and was not very scenic at all. She had flown to Palma Sola - a small town located mid-east of Mexico along the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. The beaches were very beautiful, but the town not as much. Walking with David and Vincent - the photographer and the makeup/hair artist - to the beach nearby for the first photo shoot, Anna stuck out like a sore thumb.
She was taller than the town folk at five feet, seven inches tall (not including her high heels) and towered over many of the men and most of the women. Her platinum, luxuriously wavy hair that ran to the small of her back, combined with her pale complexion, also contrasted her greatly with the indigenous population. With a strikingly gorgeous face that included full, pouty lips and large, sparkling blue eyes, Anna seemed destined to become a model.
One thing that had hindered her career early on was her buxom figure - although she had the body of a model with a thin waist, long, slender legs and an amazingly tight teenage ass, her massive D-cup breasts were always a problem for the girl. Most modeling agencies loved her looks, but she was just a little too “top heavy,” as they would say. However, she was on cloud nine at the moment, happy to have signed with an agent and feeling lucky that her first assignment was in such an exotic environment.
Walking down the dirty, congested streets of Palma Sola with almost every head turning to stare at her, Anna thought about her last conversation with her agent, Wendell, back in the United States. He had questioned her on how far she would go in order to be successful in this business.
“I’ll do anything,” she exclaimed.
Wendell gave her a hard look, and asked, “Are you sure about that?”
“Of course!” she said with indignation in her voice. The last thing she wanted was to be treated like a child. “What’s on your mind?”
“Anna, this isn’t just any photo shoot! It’s more like a Pirelli calendar shoot!” When he saw that the young woman was puzzled by this reference, he sighed. “This is more than just a lingerie catalog shoot! This isn’t Victoria’s Secret! This is Il Sogno - the famous Italian lingerie maker!”
She still didn’t understand, and asked, “But I’ve never heard of Il Sogno before!”
“Of course you haven’t!” Wendell replied. “Only movie stars and fashion aficionados receive this catalog! The rich and the famous! They don’t send it to every Joe Schmo!”
Realization slowly dawned for the girl. She said, “So this is my big chance!”
Wendell laughed. “YES! This is your big chance, so don’t screw it up! They’re gonna get you to do some crazy shit, because anything goes for this catalog, remember that! Another piece of advice - do whatever they ask!”
David, the L.A. fashion photographer, made Anna dress in the skimpiest bikini she had ever worn in her life for the very first shoot. It was an extremely red top that showed a lot of cleavage, with an incredibly tiny G-string bottom. It was pretty much a few pieces of string connected to a sliver of material which barely covered her pussy lips. Anyone looking at her could tell she had a shaved snatch, not just from the size
of the bikini, but from the sheer thinness of the material. The hot blonde tried to exude an attitude of sexiness and professionalism even though inside she was cringing in embarrassment as the camera snapped away, David shouting words of encouragement to her.
Anna blushed prettily as she posed on her knees in front of David, her legs spread wide to expose a very pronounced camel-toe. Then came the obligatory poses with her on her hands and knees, ass stick out and back arched, looking into the camera with lust in her eyes. After an hour, she started to think it wasn’t really that bad at all.
However, she nearly lost it when she found out that she had to change clothes out in the open. She wondered how they could expect her to do something so humiliating! Then she thought about what Wendell had said, bit back her complaints, and slipped off her swimwear. To top it all off, Anna had to wait out in the open, completely naked and showing off her Brazilian wax job (that David made her get before flying to Mexico), while waiting for the photographer to rummage through his bag for the right swimsuit.
With one hand covering her bare pussy and the other over her large breasts, she tried to ignore the stares and whistles coming from the crowd of onlookers that had gathered around the photo-shoot.
“Ignore them, honey!” David said to her, grinning as he gave Anna a tiny string bikini. “It comes with the territory!”
Bristling with anger, she quickly pulled on the bottom as quickly as she could, her luscious tits jiggling deliciously out in the open. “We should at least get some kind of cover for me to change!” she replied sharply, putting on her top.
“Relax! By the time we’re finished, being naked will be the least of your worries!”
Although she didn’t like David’s last remark, Anna couldn’t dwell on it as she went back into model-mode, posing as sexily as she could for the camera. Which in this case was very sexy indeed, as David found out; Anna was a natural at modeling, and was incredibly photogenic. The way she sultrily posed - combined with her heavenly body - made it nearly impossible for the photographer to capture her in a bad photo.