Finally, after nearly five full minutes of hammering her from behind at full-go, Matt was ready to cum. He cursed under his breath and sucked in his breath to try and get just a few more seconds of enjoyment before he came.
Bridgette was experienced enough that she knew the signs. She knew Matt was right on the verge of cumming. But she wanted to make sure that he remembered this night fondly, not to mention reward him for agreeing to come upstairs with her in the first place.
“Are you ready to cum?” she asked him, turning her upper body to face him once again while he continued fucking her from behind.
Matt nodded.
“Yeah?” she asked. “You’re right there?”
“Yes,” he managed to say between gritted teeth and deep breaths.
Bridgette slid her body forward, forcing Matt’s cock out of her pussy then quickly spun around to face him before dropping to her stomach and sliding towards him until her mouth was right in front of his cock. She grabbed ahold of his shaft and held it tight then slipped her lips around it and started to suck on the tip while jerking him off.
It didn’t take long for Matt to take those final few steps to orgasm. No more than fifteen seconds after Bridgette took his cock in her mouth, his body tensed up and his balls pulled back into his stomach.
“Holy fuck,” he said, warning Bridgette that she didn’t have much time before she took the blast in her mouth. “Here I cum, baby, here I cum!”
But Bridgette didn’t care. She wanted his cum inside her mouth, so she kept right on blowing and jerking him off even as the sperm began shooting out of his cock and into her mouth.
Bridgette took the first three blasts directly into her mouth, then pulled his cock out for the last few and wore them in the face, coating her cheeks and chin.
She kept stroking Matt until he was completely empty. Only then did she release his cock.
Bridgette sat up a bit and gathered the rest of Matt’s cum off her face with her finger and guided it into her mouth. Then, once she had as much as she could gather, she turned her chin to the ceiling and swallowed his sperm down.
“Goddamn you’re one filthy little slut,” Matt said, laughing and shaking his head at the same time.
“You’re damn right I am,” Bridgette replied. She flopped down onto the bed and took a few moments to catch her breath.
A few seconds later Matt was lying next to her.
“So, do you think you made the right choice?” Bridgette asked, turning her head to face him.
“Hell yeah,” he replied. “Hell fucking yeah.”
“So do I,” she said, smiling and draping her arm over his chest. “So how long do you need to rest before round two?”
“Fifteen minutes, tops.”
“How about we go down and drink more beers while we’re waiting?” Bridgette said. “That way, when we’re ready to go again, we’ll be liquored up enough to get a little freakier.”
“That sounds like a great plan,” Matt said, sliding off the bed and holding out his hand to help Bridgette off too.
“Do you have anywhere to be today?” she asked as they made their way towards the kitchen downstairs.
“Nope,” Matt said. “Do you?”
“Not until tomorrow morning,” Bridgette replied.
“Then we’ve got plenty of drink and fuck,” Matt said.
“All night long,” Bridgette said. “All fucking night long.”
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DEPRAVED THREESOME
THE ESCORT CHRONICLES: VOLUME THREE
JT HOLLAND
Eric is at the hotel where he always hooks up with Jasmine, relaxing on the couch in a bathrobe with a beer in his hand and watching SportsCenter when he hears a knock on the door.
Jasmine.
Even though he’s been seeing her regularly for a couple months now, butterflies of anticipation fill his stomach as he flips the TV off, sets the bottle on the end table, climbs off the couch and heads for the door.
He opens it without peeking, as usual, but gets quite a surprise.
Jasmine’s not alone.
Standing next to her is another girl. They’re wearing identical black strapless dresses that barely contain either of their bodies and black fuck-me pumps. But their outfits are pretty much the only thing they have in common.
The new girl is a couple inches shorter and not quite as skinny as Jasmine, with black hair to Jasmine’s blonde, pale skin to Jasmine’s bronze tan, and a pair of large, glorious tits to Jasmine’s small, perky ones. Her lips are fuller, her face is more rounded and she’s wearing more makeup than Jasmine.
They’re totally different from a physical standpoint; the new girl is more hard-edged and definitely sluttier-looking than Jasmine but as Eric evaluates them both, he realizes they have one more thing in common besides their outfits.
An important thing.
They’re both smokin’ hot.
“What do we have here?” he asks, deferring to Jasmine, not sure what the protocol is in this type of situation.
“Eric, this is my friend Tory.”
“Hello Tory.”
“Pleased to meet you, Eric,” Tory says, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek, European style.
“The pleasure is all mine,” Eric replies. His eyes are locked on her tits, which are threatening to spill out of her little dress.
“So are you going to invite us in or just stand there with your cock sticking out?” Jasmine asks, smiling like the devil.
Eric looks down and sees that his already hard cock is indeed sticking out of the folds of the bathrobe. Laughing, he covers himself up and steps aside, allowing the girls to enter.
“I’m going to go powder my nose,” Tory says, turning and heading towards the bathroom. She’s wearing a tiny black strapless dress that can barely contain her body.
Eric can’t take his eyes her big, bubbly ass working feverishly beneath her dress as she walks away from him.
“We’ll be waiting for you,” Jasmine replies as she sits down on the couch.
Tory disappears into the bathroom and Eric takes a seat in the lounge chair across from Jasmine. Leaning forward, he says. “What exactly is going on here?”
“Just what it looks like,” Jasmine says. “I brought a friend along to play with us this evening.”
“Just on a whim?”
“Pretty much,” she says. “I thought you’d enjoy having two girls at the same time. Was I wrong?”
“Not at all,” Eric says. “It’s just . . . I didn’t know this was going to happen and I don’t have enough cash on me to cover another girl.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Jasmine says. “It’s on me.”
“What?” he says with a laugh. “I don’t understand.”
“It’s simple,” she says. “I felt bad about taking your extra money last time with that bet at the end. So I gave it to Tory to come with me tonight.”
“Are you serious?”
“What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever heard of the hooker with a heart of gold?”
“Of course,” Eric says. “But I didn’t think they actually existed outside of the movies.”
“Well, they do,” Jasmine says. “Of course, if you prefer I could just tell her to leave.”
“No, no,” he says quickly. “I’m not complaining. I’m just surprised, that’s all.”
“And happy?” Jasmine asks.
“Very,” Eric replies.
“Good,” Jasmine says as Tory walks out of the bathroom and sits down next to her on the couch. “Then just sit back and enjoy the show. We’ll get to you in a little while.”
“If you insist,” Eric says. But he doesn’t sit back. He leans forward. He wants to get as good a look as possible at this.
Jasmine and Tory start going at it, passionately making out on the couch, bodies intertwined like a pair of snakes, tongues flicking in and out of each others mouths, hands exploring each others bodies, totally absorbed by each other.
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�s like Eric isn’t even in the room. Which is fine by him. He’s perfectly content to watch these two gorgeous women getting off on each other.
Jasmine pulls Tory’s dress down, revealing her large, amazing tits. She then starts moving down Tory’s body, licking and sucking and kissing Tory’s skin as she goes. She pauses at Tory’s tits and goes to work on them, jiggling and fondling and playing with them, sucking on the nipples while her hands continue down Tory’s stomach.
With her mouth still working Tory’s tits, Jasmine slides her friend’s dress up, revealing a nicely trimmed bush beneath, uninhibited by any panties. Jasmine slides a couple of fingers inside Tory’s pussy and starts working them in and out.
A short time later Tory pulls Jasmine’s head up towards hers and sticks her tongue in Jasmine’s mouth. They start making out with more urgency. Jasmine matches this intensity by banging Tory’s pussy with more aggression.
Pretty soon Tory is pulling on Jasmine’s dress, revealing Jasmine’s tits. They aren’t nearly the size of Tory’s but they’re perky and shapely, and her nipples are a thing of beauty, a good half-inch long and almost always hard.
Tory grabs ahold of one of Jasmine’s nipples with her fingers and gives it a good pinch.
Jasmine utters a sharp gasp and returns the favor by sliding another finger inside Tory’s pussy.
Tory slaps down on Jasmine’s tit, eliciting another high-pitched gasp from Jasmine’s mouth.
She replies by slamming Tory even more aggressively, hammering her fingers in and out of Tory’s pussy.
Eric is watching the proceedings with a sense of awe and excitement that’s different than anything he’s ever experienced. To see two incredibly hot sluts going at it like this right in front of him is a dream come true. He doesn’t even care how long it takes for him to get involved; he’s perfectly content to watch these two go at it for as long as they want. His cock is rock-hard and not in any danger of wilting, even though he hasn’t so much as touched it since the proceedings started.
Tory moves her head down and attaches her lips to one of Jasmine’s tits. She’s sucking on Jasmine’s nipple, her tongue flicking it back and forth, while her free hand works Jasmine’s other tit, grabbing and groping and slapping it and rubbing the rock-hard nipple between her fingers.
Jasmine does all she can to keep up with Tory’s escalations. She sticks a fourth finger in Tory’s pussy and is slamming all of them in and out with everything she’s got, the muscles on her arm working feverishly as she bangs her dark-haired friend.
Both of the girls are sweating, both of them are breathing hard, both of their faces are fixed in that curious mixture of extreme pleasure and distress. Both look like they are ready to burst into orgasm but are holding off as best as they can, as if playing a game where the first one to cum loses. And from the looks of things, it’s a game they’ve played before. Many times, probably.
Which is fine by Eric. It doesn’t matter to him who loses; no matter how it ends up, he’s already a winner.
He watches as Jasmine and Tory’s game enters the final stages.
Tory has a hold of Jasmine’s nipple in between her teeth and bites down while simultaneously pulling on it, stretching Jasmine’s tit out as tight as a rubber band ready to snap back.
Jasmine tries to counter with another increase in the intensity in which she’s banging Tory’s pussy but she simply can’t keep pace.
With a desperate groan, Jasmine gives up, pulling her fingers from Tory’s pussy and transferring them to her own, yanking her dress up and rubbing desperately at her clit while her body shakes and shimmies and bucks in orgasm.
“Goddammit,” she moans as she settles down and catches her breath.
Tory releases her nipple and sits back in the couch, watching Jasmine and looking pleased with herself.
“I thought I had you that time,” Jasmine says, the smile on her face belying her disappointed tone.
“It’s never going to happen,” Tory replies, smiling back. She wiggles out of her dress and tosses it on the floor behind the couch, leaving her completely naked.
“One of these days it will,” Jasmine says as she too slips out of her dress and kicks it aside.
The way they’re talking lends credence to Eric’s belief that this is a game they’ve played before.
“Yeah, well maybe it will and maybe it won’t,” Tory says. “But it sure didn’t tonight. So it’s time to pay up. On your knees, slut.”
“If you insist,” Jasmine says in that same mock-disappointed tone. Again her wide smile betrays her true feelings as she slides onto the carpet and crawls on her hands and knees over to Tory, who’s sitting on the couch facing Eric with her legs spread open, her wet pussy wide and beckoning.
Jasmine crawls between Tory’s legs and starts licking her pussy.
“That’s a good girl,” Tory says, looking down at Jasmine. “Get that tongue in there. Don’t be shy. There you go. Lick my fucking pussy. That’s right. Stick that tongue in my snatch and go to town.”
Listening to Tory talk trash to Jasmine turns Eric on even more. He undoes his robe and begins to play with himself while alternating his focus between Jasmine’s ass sticking up in the air right in front of him and Tory, who has taken to sucking on her own nipples while Jasmine eats her out.
A few minutes ago he was content to just watch but now he’s itching to get involved. “Do you mind if I jump in?” he asks.
“Not at all,” Tory says after popping her nipple from her mouth. “In fact, I’d appreciate it. Jasmine eats pussy better with a cock inside her.” She grabs a handful of Jasmine’s hair and yanks her head up. “Isn’t that right you filthy little slut?”
Jasmine nods vigorously. Tory gives her a little smack in the face and shoves her head back down so she can go back to work.
“Then I’d be glad to help you out,” Eric says. He slides off the chair and down to his knees and sidles up to Jasmine’s glorious body. He spreads her legs and scoots closer to her, his cock now resting on top of her perfect, tight little ass. He grabs ahold of his cock and smacks her ass with it a couple of times, then slides it into her wet, gaping pussy.
Jasmine moans, pulling her mouth off of Tory’s pussy as she does so.
“Don’t stop just because you have a cock inside you,” Tory says, looking down at Jasmine. “You know better than that.”
“I’m sorry,” Jasmine says. She drops her head back down and goes back to work on Tory’s pussy while Eric pumps his cock in and out of her, fucking her with long, slow strokes.
“That’s better,” Tory says, throwing her legs up in the air, giving Jasmine easier access to her pussy. She glances up at Eric and smiles and gives him a wink. She’s clearly having fun.
And so is he. With his cock in Jasmine’s pussy while she eats out another hot slut, how could he not be? He starts pumping Jasmine aggressively, slamming into her harder and more quickly, giving her more of his cock with every thrust.
This time Jasmine’s moans are muffled by Tory’s pussy. She’s learned her lesson.
“That’s right,” Tory says, her hands on the back of Jasmine’s head, pulling her closer, jamming her face into Tory’s snatch. “Just like that. Eat that fucking pussy you little slut.”
Slurping sounds join the cacophony of moans and grunts and the sounds of skin slapping together to create a symphony of sex.
“Fuck her harder,” Tory says, her eyes locked on Eric’s. “Give it to her like you mean it. Like you’re trying to break her in half.”
So Eric does just that, slamming into Jasmine with every ounce of his being, his hips bouncing of her ass and his sack slapping up against the underside of her pussy as his cock goes balls deep into her.
Jasmine’s moans turn higher-pitched and a full octave louder. She tries to lift her head to catch her breath but Tory’s having none of it.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Tory says, grabbing Jasmine’s head and holding it in place, attached to her pussy. �
��I didn’t say you could come up for air.”
Watching Tory dominate Jasmine inspires Eric to get in on the act. Keeping his cock inside Jasmine’s pussy, he climbs to his feet and slides them toward the couch until he’s hovering over her, his legs outside of her body, giving him more leverage to pound her pussy. Squatting over her, Eric fucks Jasmine with reckless abandon, his hands on the back of her head, shoving her face into Tory’s pussy while he pummels her.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Tory says. With her hands now free, she slides one down her stomach and goes to town on her clit while the other starts working her breast, rubbing and groping and slapping it.
Eric can hear Jasmine screaming into Tory’s pussy while moving her head around, fighting for breath, but he doesn’t let up on the pressure, figuring if she’s able to make this much noise and fight this hard she’s not in any real distress.
Now Tory’s voice joins the fray, her rapidly more animalistic groans signaling that her journey towards orgasm is nearly complete. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” she says, her voice deeper and more guttural than Jasmine’s higher-pitched, more girlish screams. Her face is fixed in a scowl of determination as she feverishly works her clit, her hand moving up and down like a piston.
And then Tory lets out one final deep growl and her body tenses for a moment and then lets go, her legs quivering and shaking for a moment before falling still.
Eric slams his cock into Jasmine one last time and holds it there, deep in her pussy, then uses her hair to lift her head and pull it back towards him.
Jasmine takes a few deep, gasping breaths before Tory is on top of her, leaning forward to lick her pussy juices off of Jasmine’s face. Once that’s done, they make out while Eric watches from just above them, looking down, his cock still inside Jasmine but not moving against her.
“What do you think?” Tory asks Jasmine after they break off their kiss. “Do you feel like sucking some cock?”
“Always,” Jasmine replies, twisting her upper body around so she’s facing Eric.
“How do you feel about that?” Tory says to Eric.
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