Deviant & Naughty

by Megan Rose

  Wanting to mix things up, Josh drops back down to his knees, back into the traditional doggy style position. He looks his arms under her shoulders and lifts her upper body up so her back is parallel with the floor. She puts her palms flat on the floor to hold her position and he goes back to fucking her ass.

  Pressing down on her lower back, Josh forces Sandy to arch her spine, showing off her vertebrae and shoulder blades and back muscles. Josh grabs a handful of her hair and yanks back, eliciting of banshee-like screech and forcing Sandy to arch her back even further to alleviate the pressure. This allows Josh a better angle into her asshole and even deeper access to her insides.

  With Sandy’s chin tilted up and her face looking at the ceiling, her neck is pulled tight, turning her screams into high-pitched whimpers. The sounds of distress are threatening to push Josh over the edge so he releases his hold on her hair, easing the pressure and allowing her to relax.

  Sandy drops her head and takes a couple of deep breaths while Josh slows things down, holding his cock deep in her ass for a few seconds before pulling it out. He smacks her on the ass a couple times and she turns around to face him like a dog at heel.

  Without him having to say a word, Sandy lies down with her chest to the floor, and scoots towards Josh until her face is directly in front of his hard cock. She sticks out her tongue and starts licking her ass juices off of it, then opens her mouth and swallows his cock, taking it three-quarters of the way down and holding it there for a couple of seconds before pulling off.

  Josh grabs a pillow from the nearby couch and lies down with his back to the floor, putting his head on the pillow so he can see without straining his neck.

  Sandy lifts her body up and continues working his cock with her mouth, mixing things up like a pro, bobbing her head up and down on it, turning her head sideways and licking it all over, sucking on the tip while working the shaft with her hand. And then she starts to get creative.

  Sandy puts her hands under Josh’s legs and pushes them back and out, opening him up and lifting his hips off the ground a little bit. She grabs ahold of his cock and starts jerking him off while wrapping her lips around his ballsack.

  After sucking on Josh’s balls for a little bit Sandy lets them go and moves her tongue down, licking his taint a couple times before dropping her head down a little more and going after his asshole.

  Flicking her tongue quickly in and out of her mouth, Sandy licks the outside of Josh’s asshole, getting it nice and wet. It isn’t long before she’s running her whole tongue up it, starting from the bottom of his asshole and making her way up past it to his taint with every pass.

  Still jerking him off, Sandy goes after Josh’s asshole more aggressively, sticking the tip of her rigid tongue inside it before pulling it back out again. She releases her hold on his cock and puts both hands under his ass and lifts, rolling him up so all his weight is on his shoulders and his ass is sticking up in the air.

  Rising so her head is even with Josh’s ass, Sandy places one hand on each of his ass cheeks, and spreads them apart, opening up his asshole even more to her. Then she starts to go after it more aggressively, burying her face between his legs and working his asshole with her mouth, licking and sucking and sliding her tongue in as far as it will go.

  As Josh moans in pleasure beneath her, Sandy holds her tongue deep in his asshole for a few seconds before pulling back to catch her breath. She’s looking down his folded-over body at him, staring deep into his eyes, a deviant little smile on her face.

  She gives him a wink and dives back in, sliding her tongue back inside his asshole, her eyes still staring down at him. He reaches up and grabs the back of her head and pulls her into him, pressing her face against his flesh, forcing her tongue even deeper inside of him, smashing her nose up against his balls, practically smothering her.

  After a good ten seconds, Sandy slaps him on the ass. Josh releases her head, giving her a chance to breathe. His legs fall back to the ground. She grabs ahold of his cock, holding it straight up, and steps forward, one leg on either side of his body, her ass positioned directly above his cock.

  With both feet planted firmly on the floor, Sandy squats down and slips Josh’s cock into her asshole, letting out a soft moan as it slides in. She releases his cock and places her hands on his chest for balance, then starts working his cock in and out of her asshole, taking the entire thing in long, slow strokes.

  Staring down at Josh, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, Sandy impales herself on his cock, her leg muscles flexing as she moves her entire body up and down at a continually faster pace, her ass hammering down on Josh’s cock at the bottom of every thrust.

  With her body moving faster and faster, Sandy is having trouble keeping her balance. So she drops to her knees, straddling Josh properly, and goes back to work, hammering her ass down on his body with even more aggression.

  Josh reaches up and grabs ahold of Sandy’s perky, perfectly-sized tits, squeezing them tightly, trying to stave off his orgasm for a little bit longer. When this only has a minimal effect, he gives one of her tits a smack.

  Sandy doesn’t object.

  In fact, based on an increase in her moans and the intensity in which she’s slamming her body down onto him, she seems to enjoy it. So Josh gives her other tit a smack. She responds by screaming louder and pummeling him even more.

  Josh starts slapping away at her tits repeatedly, trading off from one to the other, upping the force with every smack. Screaming wildly now, Sandy arches her back, pressing her tits more prominently out and giving Josh even more of a target. He takes advantage, slapping away at her tits until the room is filled with the dueling sounds of Sandy’s flesh getting smacked and her screams of pleasure.

  Sandy’s hand flies down to her pussy and she slips two fingers into her snatch and finger-fucks herself with growing desperation, her fingers hammering in and out of her pussy with reckless abandon while she continues to slam down on Josh, filling her asshole up with his cock.

  While Josh slaps away at her tits, both of their excitement rising with every smack, Sandy’s body tenses up and the corner of her mouth turns up in a silent scream and her fingers freeze deep inside her pussy.

  A couple seconds later Sandy’s body releases, as does her locked-up throat. She shakes and shimmies atop Josh as her mouth utters a string of obscenities and her pussy unleashes a torrent of juices, squirting all over his stomach and chest.

  Sandy quickly climbs off Josh. Still on her knees, she leans over and starts licking her juices off of Josh’s flesh, her eyes locked on his the entire time. Once she’s licked him clean of her pussy juices, she tilts her head back and swallows it all, then returns her gaze to his and smiles. An invitation if there ever was one.

  Josh scrambles out from beneath Sandy and climbs to his feet. She stays on her knees in front of him, her head turned up towards him, her eyes begging for his cum, her mouth wide open, waiting for his cock.

  Josh gives it to her, sliding it between Sandy’s lips and continuing to push forward until she’s taken the entire thing. Once his cock is affixed firmly in her throat, he puts his hands on the back of her head to keep her in place and starts pumping his hips forward and back, throat-fucking her while she gags and coughs behind his cock.

  Looking down at Sandy, watching her body squirm beneath him while she pines for breath, Josh can feel an orgasm rushing forward. He throat-fucks her even more aggressively, forcing his cock as deep as it will go and making her struggle even more, which turns him on even further, until he can no longer take it.

  Josh continues fucking Sandy’s throat even as he cums, sending his hot sperm rocketing out while his cock is still deep in her mouth, shooting it straight down her throat and directly into her stomach. He continues to pump her mouth in time with his spurts until he’s completely empty before finally allowing his cock to slip out of her mouth.

  Sandy takes it like a champ, smiling up at him even as she gasps for breath. Her mascara is running
down her cheek and her face is a wet, sloppy mess but other than that she’s no worse for wear. And the look on her face says that she’s thoroughly enjoyed herself tonight. Just as Josh has.

  Josh helps Sandy to her feet and points her to the shower. Ten minutes later she’s on her way home and Josh is off to bed. He needs his rest. Tomorrow is another day, with plenty of more gorgeous women out there just waiting to get fucked.

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  THE HOTTEST SLUT EVER

  For those of you who don’t already know, I love escorts. For many reasons, but mostly because you always know what you’re getting. Namely, laid. Without any hassle, without any bullshit, without the slightest worry. Just a phone call and a few hundred dollars and you can make any of your wildest fantasies a reality. One of the few certainties in an increasingly uncertain world. That being said, even a complete control freak like myself occasionally likes a little uncertainty. Not enough to wonder about whether or not I’m going to get laid, mind you, but sometimes I don’t want to know beforehand exactly how the night is going to go. Believe it or not, every once in a while, even I like a little mystery. So on this night, when I call that special number I tell the familiar voice on the other side of the line that I don’t have a specific preference for that night. Looks, attitude, style, body type; it doesn’t matter. Surprise me. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but for me that’s going out on a limb. Curious to hear how it turns out? Then continue on.

  I’m just finishing my fourth Jack and Coke when the doorbell rings. I jump up and head towards the door, more excited than usual to see what I have waiting for me. Usually I take a nice long look out of the peephole to satisfy my curiosity—not to mention make sure I like what I see before I let them in my hotel room—but on this night I decide to continue with the uncertainty theme and open the door without taking a look.

  As I watch her enter the room my uncertainty grows even further. I’m a creature of habit, and even though there’s a certain level of variation with the girls I order, it’s generally superficial; their hair color, the size of their boobs, their personalities, that sort of thing. At their core, the girls are always very similar. They’re young, they play up their slutty side, and their bodies are either tall and athletic or small and petite. That’s just the way I like them. But not this girl. She’s different.

  First of all, she’s older. 27, maybe 28. Not old by any means but older than what I’m used to. Second, she’s got enormous tits. Practically the size of my head. Not that this is a bad thing, mind you, but again, it’s different. She’s very tall—practically my height even without heels—and built like a brick shithouse. She not fat, not even close, but she’s definitely healthy, from her huge rack to her midsection to her relatively large (but admittedly sexy) ass to her powerful, figure-skater legs. She’s wearing normal clothes; blue jeans, a partially open leather jacket revealing a black bra underneath and black shoes. She’s got a gorgeous face, with big brown eyes, full lips and long, wavy brown hair. Her makeup is subtle, accentuating her features but not drowning them, making her look more like a movie star than a slutty escort, which there’s absolutely nothing wrong with, it’s just not what I’m used to.

  “You’re disappointed, aren’t you?” she says in a slightly scratchy, smoky voice. The smirk on her face implies that she’s not bothered at all by this, merely amused.

  One of the best things about hiring escorts is you don’t have to worry about lying to save their feelings. It’s much easier to tell the truth to a woman when you’re paying for her services.

  “I wouldn’t put it that way,” I say. “I’m just . . . uncertain.”

  “Why’s that?”

  “You’re just different, that’s all. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you’re hot and all, you’re just not what I’m used to.”

  “That’s kind of the point, isn’t it? You wanted to try something a little different, right? At least, that’s what I was told.”

  “Actually, it is.”

  “So why are you stressing over it?” she says. “You’re getting what you wanted, right? Even if you didn’t know exactly what it is you were getting?”

  I offered a little chuckle. “Yeah, I guess so.”

  “Then just relax,” she says as she steps in closer and places a hand on my chest.. “I promise you’ll have a great time. Possibly even the best time you’ve ever had with a girl.” Her hand runs down my abdomen and over my crotch. My cock flutters a bit and her smirk grows into a knowing smile. Her voice drops to an alluring, nasty whisper. “Because while those young little sluts may have tighter bodies and prettier faces I guarantee they don’t know half the things I do. Or enjoy fucking nearly as much as I do.”

  A tingle goes through my body and settles into my cock, which is growing more stiff with every word she utters. Suddenly I realize I’m no longer uncertain about this night, merely excited. Excited as I’ve ever been. She senses it too, or perhaps she just feels it filling up her hand, but either way she grabs my arm and leads me to the couch on the other side of the room.

  Once there, she turns me around so my back is facing the couch and gives me a little push in the chest, sitting me down. She leans in towards me, her face mere inches from mine. I can smell peppermint on her breath.

  “Now just sit back and relax and let me do my thing,” she says as she unzips the rest of her jacket and slips it off. She then flicks her hair to one side and unclips her bra and lets it fall to the ground, setting free her glorious tits. She grabs one, starts playing with it, then brings it up to her mouth and starts sucking on the nipple.

  She looks at me, sees me staring at her, pops her nipple out of her mouth and gives me a wide smile.

  “You like these, do you?” she says, squeezing her tits together.

  I nod.

  “You want to suck on them and slap them and fuck them, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” I manage to squeak through my dry throat.

  “I bet you do,” she says with a laugh.

  She undoes her belt and then the buttons on her jeans, one at a time, slowly, savoring each one, building my anticipation. Once all the buttons are free she turns around so her ass is facing me and bends over at the waist, her legs straight. She wiggles out of her jeans slowly, revealing her round, perfect ass an inch at a time, deliberately torturing me.

  Finally her jeans are off. The only clothing still on her body is a tiny black g-string. She drops onto all fours, her ass still facing me. She reaches around with her left hand and starts rubbing her pussy through the black panties. She turns her head and looks over her shoulder at me.

  “What about my pussy?” she says. “Do you want lick it and slap it and fuck it too?”

  “Very much so,” I say. The words sound pathetic coming out of my mouth but I’m beyond caring.

  She laughs again and turns and crawls towards me. When she reaches me she stands up and steps forward and straddles me—one leg on each side—then leans forward and shakes her tits from side to side, her nipples brushing up against my mouth. I grab one tit in each hand and squeeze. She grabs the back of my head and pulls it forward, pressing it into her chest. With my head between her massive tits, I squeeze them together, smashing my face between them. I stick out my tongue and lick her chest, tasting the sweat off her skin. She releases some of the pressure and I pull back, sliding my mouth over to her rock-hard nipple. I take the nipple in my mouth and suck on it greedily, still squeezing her other tit with my free hand. She moans and throws her head back.

  “That’s right, baby, just like that,” she says as she slides back and forth on my crotch. “Suck on those fucking titties.”

  I pop her nipple out of my mouth and move towards the other one to even out the score. A few seconds later she leans in towards me again. She grabs my hair and pulls my head back, pulling it from her nipple. She sticks her tongue in my mouth and runs her hands down my chest towards my crotch. She releases her mouth from mine and slides down my body until she’s on the floor, her he
ad between my legs.

  Working frantically, she undoes my belt, pops the button on my pants and then unzips my zipper. She pulls the pants and my boxers off me and throws them to the side, freeing my rock-hard cock. She immediately goes to work on it, licking up and down the shaft, one hand grasping the base in a death-grip while the other works my balls. She then pops the tip of my cock in her mouth and sucks on it while jerking me off, her hand and mouth working in unison as her mouth drops further and further down my cock with every thrust, her head bobbing up and down, faster and faster, her hair flying everywhere, covering her face, blocking my view.

  I reach out and take a handful of her hair and pull it back so I can get a better view of what’s happening. This just seems to excite her further as she attacks my cock with even more energy than before. She looks up at me and winks and then my cock disappears completely as she deep-throats me. She holds my cock in her throat for a full five seconds, her nose pressing up against my stomach, her hand still working my balls the whole time. Then she gags and pulls her head back, releasing my cock from her throat, the tip white from the constriction.

  She gathers up the saliva from her deep throat and spits it on my cock and again starts to stroke it. She’s looking right at me with a little smile on her face as she adjusts her position a bit, sitting higher up, so her tits are at the same level as my cock. She leans in closer to me and spits on my cock one more time then sticks my dick between her tits.

  “Oh my god,” I say as she wraps her tits around my cock, squeezes them together, and starts to bounce.

  “You like that,” she says. “You like fucking my big giant titties?”

  I nod as she continues to bounce on my cock, her tits jiggling, the tip of my cock popping out in-between the top of them at the end of every stroke. She squeezes harder, engulfing my cock in her massive tits. The pressure is nearly unbearable as she continues to squeeze and bounce, squeeze and bounce, squeeze and bounce.