Deviant & Naughty

by Megan Rose

  With her face still screwed up in a mask of discomfort, Molly nodded her head.

  “You like getting pounded, don’t you Molly?” Adriana said.

  Molly nodded again. “I love it,” she said, her voice as soft and shy as ever. “Fuck that little pussy with everything you have. Give me all you got. I can take it.”

  Something about hearing that shy, soft voice talk dirty to me was intoxicating. It turned me on more than anything so far. And I certainly couldn’t defy it. So I positioned myself for maximum leverage and started hammering away at Molly harder than ever before.

  “There you go,” Adriana said. “That’s much better, right Molly?”

  Molly nodded emphatically. The look of discomfort had returned to her face but this time I didn’t let it faze me. In fact, it fueled me to fuck her even harder.

  “That’s a good boy,” Adriana said. She’d grabbed ahold of Molly’s legs and held them in place back behind her head, allowing me to grip the back of the couch and give myself even more leverage than ever before. “Fuck that tight little pussy. Show her what it’s like to get fucked by a real man. Break her in half. Fucking destroy her! Don’t let up until she cums. Not until she cums all over your cock.”

  And so I did, pounding away at Molly until her entire body tensed up and then released in a burst as an orgasm crashed over her. Her legs shook and her mouth was open in a silent scream and her eyes were wide for a good five seconds before she relaxed once again.

  “Very good,” Adriana said, coming around the side of the couch as I paused to catch my breath. My cock was still inside Molly but I wasn’t moving against her. “Now it’s my turn. I hope you have some more energy. Because you don’t get to cum until I do.”

  “I’ll see what I can do,” I said.

  “Not good enough,” Adriana said. “You need to fuck me until I cum, understand? Failure to make me cum before you do is unacceptable.”

  “I got it,” I said, laughing.

  As Molly watched on with amusement, Adriana climbed onto the couch, flipping herself over so she was on her knees, her ass in the air right in front of me.

  I licked Adriana’s pussy from behind for a few seconds before sliding my cock into her. She immediately started bouncing back against me, as energetic as always. Loud moans of pleasure and a series of curses escaped from her mouth with every thrust.

  Molly sat up on the couch alongside Adriana, but facing the opposite way, her chin lying on top of Adriana’s ass, her mouth just above Adriana’s asshole. As I fucked Adriana doggy style, Molly grabbed one of Adriana’s ass cheeks with each hand and spread them apart, opening her up to me.

  “Holy shit,” Adriana said. “That feels so fucking incredible. Open me up more,” she said to Molly. “Hold my ass cheeks open as far as they can go.”

  So Molly did, pulling on Adriana’s asscheeks, spreading them wide and revealing her asshole. I was tempted to start playing with it, but knew that if I did it would be all over within seconds, so I stayed away and focused my attention on pummeling Adriana’s pussy.

  And pummel it I did, hammering my entire body into hers, my hips slamming into her ass hard enough to push her forward with every thrust.

  After half a minute of fucking Adriana from behind, Molly grabbed ahold of my cock and slid it out of Adriana’s pussy. She took my cock in her mouth and gave it a couple of quick pumps, getting it nice and wet. Then she guided it back into Adriana’s pussy.

  This time Adriana did the work, backing into me while I stood there, her ass bouncing against my groin and jiggling and shaking constantly. The movement of her ass was mesmerizing. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

  Adriana didn’t seem to appreciate my amazement though. After nearly a full minute of bouncing back against me, she turned her head back and said, “Are you going to let me do all the work? What’s going on back there?”

  Molly giggled and I smiled.

  “You want me to take over?” I asked.

  “Hell yes,” Adriana replied.

  “Fine,” I said, grabbing her hips and laying into her.

  “That’s a start,” she said breathlessly, still trying to maintain control even though she could barely breath. “But you can do better.”

  “Let’s see how you like this,” I said, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her body back as I thrusted forward, our bodies slamming together with more force than ever before.

  “I love it,” Adriana said, grunting the words out. “I fucking love it!”

  After hammering away at her for half a minute, I took things even further, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking her head back while continuing to pound away at her.

  Adriana was grunting wordlessly now, her head thrown back to alleviate some of the pressure and her back muscles and shoulder blades gleaming in the light.

  I was grunting too, trying desperately to last just a little longer before cumming, knowing that I needed to get Adriana there before I finished.

  Molly was up on the couch by now, on her back with her legs thrown wide and three fingers of her right hand banging away at her pussy while she worked her clit with her left.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Adriana said, finally approaching orgasm. And none too soon, considering I didn’t have more than half a minute left before I was going to burst.

  Now that she was close, I poured all my remaining energy left into fucking her with all my heart, my hips jackhammering back and forth while I pulled further back on her hair, creating more tension than ever before.

  “I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” Adriana screamed, her body clenching tightly before releasing with a guttural growl. She hammered her body back into me and held it there, my cock deep inside her pussy, while an orgasm coursed through her.

  I glanced over at Molly and saw that she was cumming too, but in a far more subdued way, just like before, with her mouth slightly open and a surprised look on her face.

  And then it was my turn.

  As Adriana came, her pussy squeezed my cock tight. And once her orgasm had passed, her body relaxed, as did her pussy, and the sudden absence of pressure put me immediately over the edge.

  “Shit, shit, shit,” I said breathlessly.

  Adriana knew exactly what that phrase, uttered like that, meant.

  She pulled forward, yanking my cock from her pussy, then quickly spun around and dropped to the floor in front of the couch, on her knees directly beneath me, pulling Molly down with her.

  As I stood over them, my cock hard and waiting to burst, Adriana took my dick in her mouth. Knowing that it wasn’t going to take much, she sucked on the tip while aggressively jerking me off while Molly dropped her head down lower and started sucking on my balls.

  “Ohmyfuckinggod,” I moaned, trying to hold as long as I could to enjoy every last possible second of this wondrous feeling. But both of the women working my cock and balls so expertly was simply too much for me to handle.

  I was practically in tears from holding on and my face was screwed up in a painful grimace.

  “Here it comes,” Adriana said, pulling her mouth off my cock but still jerking me off.

  Molly released my balls and rose back up so her face was right next to Adriana’s.

  “Cum on our fucking faces,” Adriana said.

  “Paint our pretty little faces with your cum,” Molly added.

  So I did, finally giving in and relaxing enough to let the orgasm flow through me.

  “Holy fuck,” I groaned as I came, my seed shooting out of my cock in a jet stream.

  Adriana took the first blast straight in the face, the thick, white sperm splashing against her cheek. Still jerking me off, she turned my cock towards Molly, spraying her face with my second stream. Most of the third ended up on Molly too, before Adriana turned my cock back towards her for the fourth stream of cum and the last few spurts.

  Laughing softly and shaking my head, I stared down at Adriana as she moved her clenched hand slowly towards the tip of my cock, milking
every last drop. With her face covered in cum, she licked the tip of my cock then released it.

  My legs weak, I dropped to the couch. But the girls weren’t done yet. As I watched, Adriana licked my cum off of Molly’s face. Molly then returned the favor, cleaning Adriana’s face of my seed.

  With both of their faces now clear of my milky white sperm, they proceeded to kiss, sharing my cum between them. After making out for a bit, Adriana ended up with the reservoir of cum.

  I continued staring as Adriana grabbed ahold of Molly’s face and tilted it upward. Adriana then rose up and situated her head directly above Molly’s. Adriana pursed her lips slightly, letting my cum and their collected saliva drip from her mouth, down and into Molly’s open and waiting mouth below.

  After all the liquid had been transferred, Molly flashed me a little smile, then tilted her chin back and swallowed the concoction down.

  It was all I could do to keep from standing up and cheering. And then, once I realized I still had two more days of this to come, I actually did, clapping my hands and hooting and hollering obnoxiously while the girls took turns giving me exaggerated bows.

  Nights like tonight reminded me just how much I enjoyed my life. And would continue enjoying it as long as I had my filthy little sluts waiting for me in all my favorite cities.

  Life was good.

  #####

  PUNISHING THE TRASHY BABE

  I was out drinking with the guys when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the screen. It was from Jamie. My pulse quickening, I stepped out the back door into the smoking area and flipped open my phone.

  “Hey Jamie, what’s up?” I said.

  “Are you busy?” she replied.

  “Not really. Just at a bar with some friends.”

  “Do you have a problem bailing on them?”

  I laughed. Jamie wasn’t one for beating around the bush. It was one of the reasons I dug her so much. The fact that she was an 18-year hardbody with a insatiable lust for nasty sex was the main one, but her attitude played a major part in that.

  “Not if I have a good reason to,” I said.

  “Well, let’s just put it this way,” Jamie said. “I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished. Severely. Is that a good enough reason?”

  “I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” I said, my cock already starting to get hard just thinking about it.

  “I’ll be waiting.”

  I closed my phone and went back into the bar. I told my friends what was up and they bid me godspeed. They were cool with it; after all, that’s pretty much the only reason why we were out in the first place, to try and score. There was no use passing on a sure thing solely on the hope of getting something later. Besides, even if I did end up going home with someone at the end of the night, there was no way in hell she’d be half the freak that Jamie was. It simply wasn’t possible.

  #

  I showed up at Jamie’s door half an hour later.

  “It’s about fucking time,” she said upon opening up, her voice laced with disdain, as usual. If there was one thing that was consistent about Jamie it was her defiant attitude. But since we were just fuck-buddies and not in a relationship of any kind, I found it endearing instead of annoying. Plus it made the sex infinitely more interesting. It was far easier to get truly nasty with a girl who acted like a punk than one that was sweet and innocent.

  “Deal with it,” I said, pushing right back at her with attitude of my own. Handling it any other way would just encourage her more. And the last thing she needed was more encouragement. She had more than enough attitude without it. If you let her run you over without talking back she was all but intolerable.

  “Well, come on in already,” she said, opening the door wide. She was looking incredible as usual, wearing a white long-sleeved blouse with black dots covering it, white panties, and black, ankle-high, two-inch heeled boots. Her legs looked a hundred yards long, and her firm, thin body was as enticing as always. Even in her heels Jamie was a good 10 inches shorter than me but she held herself with so much confidence that she rarely seemed as small as she truly was.

  I walked in and she shut the door behind us. When she turned around I was standing right on top of her, just a couple feet away. This close up, our size difference was more apparent. But even though I towered over her she didn’t back down one bit.

  “So you were a bad girl and you need to be punished, huh?” I said.

  She nodded.

  “What did you do this time?” I asked.

  “I pulled some businessman out of his office and took him into the bathroom and gave him a blow job,” she said. “But before he could cum I kicked him in the balls and left him lying on the floor in agony.”

  I shook my head and laughed under my breath. I had no idea if she was telling the truth or just making things up. With Jamie it could go either way. Which for some sick reason turned me on even more. The uncertainty was half the fun. It made for a great aphrodisiac.

  “Aren’t you worried he might see you again?” I asked.

  “What’s he gonna do, tell someone he was getting a blowjob from a strange 18-year old girl who then attacked him for no reason?” Jamie scoffed and shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nobody would believe him. Besides, I was wearing a wig and a ton of makeup. He wouldn’t even recognize if I walked up to him right now and asked him for a light.”

  I nodded my head slowly and took this in. She was trying to get a reaction from me, and for that reason alone I decided not to give her one. Jamie couldn’t handle it when she didn’t get what she wanted. She needed to be the one controlling the action, pushing all the buttons. It drove her crazy when it didn’t work out exactly as she wanted. And for some reason I felt like real tension tonight, not manufactured role-playing. I figured the easiest way to achieve that was to not let her dictate the narrative.

  “So you want me to punish you because you kicked some guy in the balls?” I said.

  “No,” she said, drawing the word out, talking to me like I was a five-year old kid. “I want you to punish me because I gave some random guy a blowjob behind your back.”

  “I don’t know,” I said. “That whole jealous angle doesn’t really work for me. It’s not like I think I’m the only guy you’re fucking.”

  “Fine,” Jamie said, growing exasperated. “Then just punish me because I want you to,” she said.

  “That’s not good enough either,” I said, shaking my head. “After all, you want it to be realistic, right?”

  She nodded but there was uncertainty in her eyes. A rare thing for her. If she’d ever felt it before in my presence she’d certainly never showed it.

  “So how about this,” I said, stepping closer to her until I was inches away, amplifying our size difference. “Tonight I’m going to teach you a lesson. I’m going to punish you because you’re a manipulative, arrogant little punk-ass bitch who thinks she can do whatever the fuck she wants to whoever the fuck she wants whenever the fuck she feels like it. Tonight is going to be real thing, not just some little game.”

  She had a confused look on her face. I could tell this wasn’t going quite the way she’d planned and it was throwing her for a loop. So I decided to redirect her, get her back into character.

  “Unless, of course, you don’t think you can handle the real thing,” I said.

  Her attitude snapped back immediately, just as I’d known it would. “I can handle whatever you can dish out,” she said. One half of her mouth was turned up in a snarl. “Real or imaginary.”

  “You think so, huh?”

  She scoffed. “Please. I know so.”

  “You’re sure about that?”

  “Positive.”

  “Then it looks like we have an understanding,” I said. “Let the punishment begin.”

  I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her back into the wall, pinning her against it.

  “Oh so it’s gonna be like that, huh?” she said.

  “That’s righ
t,” I replied, my mouth turned up in an evil smile.

  “I hope you’re not expecting me to just sit here and take it like some pathetic little girl,” she said.

  “Of course not,” I replied. “In fact, I was hoping you’d be your typical defiant little self.”

  “Well don’t worry about that,” she said. “Because you’re sure as hell going to get the real me.”

  “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

  I squeezed my hand around her throat, cutting off her air. Staring directly at her, our eyes locked together, I watched as her face started to slowly turn red from lack of oxygen.

  But Jamie didn’t fight back. She just stood there and took it, her eyes boring into mine as though telling me my actions had no effect on her.

  Unfortunately for her, although her mind was willing, her flesh was weak. I could feel her body starting to sag as it felt the effects of her lungs not getting any air. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyelids fluttering. She was obviously in distress but it wasn’t until her head started to loll that I released her throat.

  Her eyes immediately opened wide and her chest heaved as she gulped down air. Still, she was defiant as always, not even giving me an inch of satisfaction.

  “Is that all you got?” she said.

  “As a matter of fact, it’s not,” I said. “That was just the beginning.”

  “Then let’s get on with it,” she said. “I want to see what you have in store for me.”

  “If you insist,” I said. Then I slapped her across the face.

  She gasped and her eyes opened wide in shock before she could regain control of herself. I smiled, pleased with myself for breaking through her defenses, if only temporarily.

  “Caught you by surprise there, didn’t I,” I said, taunting her.

  “Only because it was a cheap shot,” she said.

  “You’re right,” I said. “That one was a cheap shot. But this one isn’t.”

  I slapped her again.

  This time she didn’t make a sound. She just stared at me with defiance dripping from her eyes and her mouth turned up in a little half-smile.