by Megan Rose
He pumps his cock into me a few more times and then he’s scrambling down, squatting even further, his legs hooked over mine, forcing my knees to the floor as his cocks looms large over my face, his expression one of intense pleasure as he jerks his cock and sends his hot of cum all over me. It’s a huge load, three giant streams plus a few smaller ones, covering my chin, my cheeks, my eyes, my forehead, even my hair. Getting everywhere. But that’s all right. I don’t mind. Anything to make Travis happy.
And happy he is, smiling and laughing like a high-schooler. I lift my head and suck on the tip of his cock, taking the last couple drops of cum into my mouth, milking him for all he’s worth.
“Holy shit,” he says, shaking his body one last time and climbing to his feet. “You’re one hell of a fuck Missy.”
“You’re not too shabby yourself, Travis.”
Smiling, he holds his hand out and pulls me to my feet.
“What do you say we take a shower and get some food and then do it all over again,” he says.
“Sounds like a plan,” I say.
Because there’s no such thing as too much sex. At least not for a dirty little slut like me.
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PUMMELING MY SEXY NEIGHBOR
Ever since I was a young kid I’d been infatuated with my neighbor, Bailey. She was three years older than me and hot as hell, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes and a rocking body. We were good friends when we were younger, but once Bailey hit her teenage years we started to drift apart. We were still cordial to each other but our age difference just become too much of a burden to handle, especially once Bailey reached high school.
So even though I’d grown up idolizing her and had continued to secretly harbor sexual feelings towards her even as we grew further and further apart, we never even hooked up, let alone got intimate. And then she went off to college on the East Coast, and I figured that was the end of that dream.
Until the summer after I graduated high school. That’s when I got the surprise of my life.
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Even though I saw Bailey’s car pulling into her driveway on a Monday in mid-June, I hadn’t expected her to contact me. After all, we hadn’t said a word to each other in almost two years. But contact me she did, with a phone call mere hours after she’d come home.
“Hey Matt, congratulations on graduating high school,” she said immediately after I’d said hello, as though we were fast friends who talked every day.
“Thanks, Bailey,” I said uncertainly.
“I know it’s been a while since we’ve hung out,” she said. “And I’m sorry about that. But I want to make it up to you. You were always a good friend and I feel bad for the way things played out over the years.”
“Okay,” I said carefully, not sure where this was going.
“So do you want to come over and hang out tonight?” Bailey asked. “I’ve got a few tips I’d like to share with you before you go off to college.”
“Sure,” I said. “I’d love to.”
“Cool,” she replied. “How’s eight o’clock?”
“That sounds great,” I said.
At exactly 8pm that night I rang Bailey’s doorbell. I was smiling widely but I was too happy to care how goofy it looked. Bailey answered the door in a little black dress with a lacy blouse underneath that took my breath away. I could only stand and stare.
The dress highlighted Bailey’s incredible sexiness. Her tits were busting out and her legs seemed to go on forever. The 4-inch heels she wore made her just as tall as me. With her long blonde hair flowing down over shoulders and a subtle makeup job she looked totally different than I remembered her. Just as hot, but more elegant. And the red-rimmed eye glasses she wore just took things to the next level.
“What do you think?” Bailey asked, spinning in place so I could see her whole body.
“I think I’m . . . a little bit surprised,” I said, trying to sound cool even though I was going crazy inside.
“At what?”
“At this,” I said. “At you, looking like that.”
“I know, I know, it seems a little sudden. But believe me, I’ve thought about this for a while now. Like I said earlier, you were always a good friend and I feel bad about how I ignored you as we got older. But now that you’re going off to college I want to make it up to you.”
“How, exactly?” I asked. I had a pretty good idea but I wanted to be sure. I wanted to hear it come from her mouth.
“By teaching you a few things,” Bailey said, flashing me a sly smile.
“Like what?” I said, still playing coy.
“Like how to fuck properly,” she said.
Startled at her directness and excited beyond belief all at the same time, my heart leaped in my chest. I took a deep breath and let it out as slowly as possible. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening to me.
But before I had a chance to fully grasp the situation, Bailey took my hand and pulled me inside. As she led me across the room, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass working beneath her skimpy little dress. I could barely keep myself from grabbing it.
Eventually we made it to the couch and we sat down, each of us slightly turned to look at each other.
“So how are we supposed to get this started?” I asked, my cock already starting to get hard just from the anticipation.
“You’re about to find out,” Bailey said. And with that, she leaned in and attached her lips to mine.
After a minute or two of making out and feeling each other up, Bailey broke off our embrace.
“You’re not wasting any time, are you?” I said.
“Why wait?” Bailey replied. “You’ve dreamt of this for a long time, haven’t you?”
I nodded.
“So why beat around the bush?”
“Why indeed,” I said.
“Exactly,” Bailey added. “The way I see it we’ve wasted enough time already.” She flicked her hair back and reached up to take off the glasses.
“Do you mind keeping those on?” I asked.
She paused with one hand on the frame. There was a little smirk on her face. “You like them, huh?”
I nodded.
“Do you want me to suck your cock with them on?”
I nodded more vigorously, my cock rock-hard now.
Bailey laughed. “Okay, but first you have to do something for me.”
“Anything.”
“Come over here and eat my pussy,” Bailey said, spreading her legs and pulling her dress up over her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth as silk. And dripping wet. Apparently the she was just as excited as I was.
“With pleasure,” I said, sliding over towards her. I dropped to my stomach on the couch, then took a deep breath, spread her legs wide and pressed my face between them. I worked her pussy with my tongue, starting at the bottom of her snatch and slowly moving it up to the top, lapping at it like a dog drinking water.
After a minute or so of this, I licked at her pussy more intensely, my tongue slipping deeper and deeper into her silky smooth insides with every pass.
I looked up at Bailey’s face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head was tilted towards the ceiling. And the sounds coming from her mouth were full of excitement and pleasure, filling the room. My cock was pressing painfully against my pants, which always happened when I ate pussy. Pleasuring someone else always turned me on like crazy. And few things made women more excited than getting their pussy eaten.
Bailey’s juices were gushing, drenching my face, getting me even more excited. I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, then grabbed Bailey’s legs and opened them wider, giving me deeper access to her pussy. Then I took a deep breath and again buried my head in between Bailey’s legs, smashing my face up against her flesh, jamming my tongue deeper inside her dripping wet pussy.
Bailey’s moans grew immediately louder. I pushed my face further against her, forcing my tongue even deeper inside her, eliciting even more exci
ted sounds from her.
With my tongue still planted firmly in her pussy, I turned my eyes up and saw that Bailey had pulled her dress completely off, exposing her amazing tits, and was groping them with both her hands.
“Holy fuck,” she moaned. “Right there. Right fucking there.”
A short time later, Bailey grabbed the back of my head with her hand and pulled me further towards her, holding my face up against her flesh, her pussy opening up even more, allowing me deeper access to her insides.
Without any access to fresh air, Bailey’s tangy sweetness was my only nourishment while she moved her body against my face, sliding her pussy up and down on my rigid tongue, riding my face, her legs quivering as she approached orgasm.
And then she was there, her body tensing up for a few seconds before relaxing, a savage moan coming from her mouth as her pussy juices flowed out of her, soaking my face.
Eventually Bailey released my head, allowing me to breathe properly. I did so in gasping breaths, a huge smile on my face while I looked up at her. Bailey’s nipples were hard and her tits were glistening with sweat and her chest was heaving. Her eyes were locked on mine and her mouth was turned up in a satisfied smile.
“That was amazing,” she said. “You’re pretty fucking good at eating pussy.”
“Thanks,” I said a bit sheepishly.
“Now it’s time for me to repay your generosity,” Bailey said.
She climbed down off the couch and dropped to the floor. I shifted my position so I was sitting normally on the couch, my legs spread. With the red-rimmed glasses still on her face, Bailey crawled between my legs, undid my belt, opened up my fly, and pulled my pants off, revealing my rock-hard cock.
Smiling, she said, “Eating me out turned you on that much?”
Laughing under my breath, I nodded.
She wrapped her hand around my cock and started to jerk me off. “Damn, it’s hard enough to hammer nails with.”
“What can I say? I enjoy giving pleasure to others.”
“Which is a huge plus,” Bailey said. “Especially in the bedroom. But now it’s my turn to give you pleasure.”
“I can’t wait,” I said. “But I have to warn you, I’m pretty excited. I’m not sure how long I’m gonna last with your lips around my cock.”
Bailey dropped her head down a little further. Looking up at me from behind my cock, she said, “Don’t worry, I have a plan to take care of that.”
And with that, Bailey took the tip of my cock in her mouth.
I took in a sharp breath before letting it out slowly. Her lips felt fucking incredible.
Despite my earlier warning, Bailey didn’t take it easy on me, her mouth moving up and down on my cock along with her hand, both working together in rhythm, apparently unconcerned with me shooting my load too quickly. Wet, slurping sounds filled the room as she moved faster and faster, taking me deeper and deeper in her mouth, maintaining eye contact the entire time, her eyes behind the glasses locked on mine.
I gripped the sides of the chair and held my breath in an attempt to prolong the inevitable, but it was no use. I was simply too excited to hold on for very much longer.
I said, “Shit, shit, shit,” under my breath and shifted my position so I was leaning forward just a bit, holding on for as long as possible, trying to extract every second out of the experience before cumming.
Even though I was obviously right on the edge on orgasm, Bailey didn’t slow down one bit. She continued going after my cock just as intensely, even as my body rose towards orgasm.
“Holy fuck, here I cum,” I said, trying to give Bailey one last chance to pull away before I was done for good.
But I didn’t have to worry. Bailey knew exactly what she was doing. She kept on blowing me right up until the point where I was just about to cum, then she pulled her lips off my cock and gave it a good hard smack with her open palm.
I grunted and jerked back in surprise, my eyes wide and freaked out. “What the fuck was that?” I said loudly.
“Just making sure you don’t cum yet,” Bailey said, her smile all innocence.
“Like that?” I asked, incredulous. My breath was ragged.
“It worked, didn’t it?” she said.
“Well, yeah, I guess so,” I said, only now realizing that I no longer had the urge to cum. “There had to be an easier way.”
“That was easy,” Bailey said.
“But it hurt!” I said.
“Did it?” she asked. “Or did you just think it did?”
After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that it actually hadn’t hurt. Not a bit.
“See,” Bailey said, her smile growing wider. “It just startled you, that’s all.”
“I guess you’re right,” I said, grinning myself now. “That’s crazy.”
“The cock is a very resilient thing,” Bailey said. She grabbed ahold of my sack. “Now the testicles, they’re a different story.”
She gave my balls a squeeze. I drew in a sharp breath and flinched in pain.
“But we’ll save that for another day,” Bailey said. Laughing softly, she released my ballsack. “Are you ready to fuck me now?”
“Hell yes,” I said.
“Good,” Bailey said, climbing to her feet and onto the couch. “Because I can’t wait any longer to have your cock inside me.” She got onto her hands and knees into the doggy position and stuck her ass up in the air, so it was facing me.
I just stared at her ass for a few seconds, mesmerized by it’s perfection.
Bailey turned her upper body so she was looking back at me. “Well,” she said. “What are you waiting for?”
I didn’t have a good answer, so I climbed up onto my knees and slid my body towards her so my cock was lying atop her perfect ass. After smacking her ass a couple of times with my cock, I slid it into her pussy. It went in without any resistance, as though her insides were filled with warm oil. She gasped softly.
I bit down on my lip and took a deep breath, then I started to fuck Bailey from behind, my cock slamming into her right from the get-go. Even with her little trick to keep me from cumming at the end of the blow job I was too far wound up to take things slow. I knew that I didn’t have very long before I spilled my seed. Bailey’s pussy around my cock just felt too damn good. Especially from behind.
I pummeled away at Bailey, her tight ass slamming up against my hips, my balls slapping the underside of her pussy with every pump. Deep moans escaped from her throat at a rapidly increasing intensity.
Bailey turned her head back towards me, watching me as I fucked her. I caught her eyes and we stared each other for a few seconds, each with dirty smiles on our faces.
“Do you like that, baby?” Bailey said. “Do you like pounding my tight little pussy from behind with that cock of yours?”
“I fucking love it,” I said, hammering away at her all the while.
“So do I, baby,” Bailey said, her breath growing more shallow by the moment. “But I need you to fuck me harder. Fuck me like you mean it. Like I deserve to be fucked.”
“If you insist,” I said, turned on like crazy from Bailey talking to me. I pressed down on the small of her back, changing the angle of penetration, giving me more leverage. Holding Bailey in position, I hammered away at her.
Bailey shifted so that she was once again facing forward, her face no longer turned to look back towards mine. Because of this, her long blonde hair spilled down her back, right in front of me, just begging to get pulled. So I obliged, grabbing a handful of hair and giving it a yank.
Bailey’s head snapped back and she groaned in delight.
“Oh, you like that, do you?” I said. “You like it when I pull your hair?”
“I love it,” she said, practically screaming now. “It drives me fucking crazy!”
I gave her hair another yank and held it there, forcing Bailey’s back to arch even further, showing off her spine and shoulder blades. A shiver of excitement coursed through my body.
I did as she asked, pulling hard enough to lift Bailey’s upper body back towards me. She held on tight to the armrest of the couch to keep her body in place, creating even more tension in her back and more arch in her spine.
By now Bailey was no longer talking. She was simply growling and screaming wordlessly while I pounded away at her from behind, my eyes focused on my cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
Then her asshole opened slightly and I immediately focused on that. It was a perfect little pink circle and it was just begging to be messed with. I desperately wanted to reach out and play with it but was afraid of how Bailey would react so I laid off. But just thinking about playing with her asshole was too much for me to handle. It sent me rocketing over the edge of orgasm.
I began pounding away at her even more aggressively as I grew closer and closer to cumming. And then I couldn’t hold on any longer.
“Holy fucking shit I’m gonna cum,” I said.
Bailey didn’t waste any time. She pulled away from me and quickly spun around. Within seconds she had her mouth wrapped around the tip of my cock while she jerked me off.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I said. “Here I cum. Here I fucking cum!”
But Bailey just kept on sucking and jerking me like before. It wasn’t until I was right on the edge of orgasm that she pulled her mouth off my cock. I was half-expecting her to slap my cock again to keep me from cumming, but she kept jerking me off until I shot my load, forcing white streams of sperm out of my cock and towards her face. Multiple squirts sprayed against her cheeks and chin and forehead and into her mouth, until her face was covered with my cum.
Once I was finished, Bailey used her hand to extract the last couple of drops from my cock, then wrapped her mouth around the tip and sucked on it for a few seconds until I was totally dry, causing me to shake and shimmy and quickly pull it out of her mouth.
She laughed and gave me a slap on the ass. “Not too bad,” she said. “Not too bad at all. Of course, next time I’m going to expect you to last a little while longer—”