Sloppy Sluts - 4 Extreme Stories

by AE Publications

  An atomic bomb goes off in my head, reverberates through my body and travels down my spine.

  “Ohmyfuckingod,” I say, spewing it all in one word as I stare down at her with wide eyes.

  “You like that, huh?” Taylor laughs, grinning up at me like the devil.

  I nod my head quickly up and down.

  “Yeah, I thought you might,” she says, working her finger in and out my asshole, forcing it deeper inside of me.

  I let out a loan groan and grit my teeth.

  “It stings a little, doesn’t it?” Taylor says, still grinning widely, obviously enjoying herself and the power she has over me.

  I nod again.

  “But it feels good, too, right?”

  “Yeah,” I say, trying hard not to cum.

  “Now you know how I feel when you fuck my ass,” Taylor says, spitting on my asshole and continuing to work it with her fingers, moving faster now.

  “Yes I do,” I say.

  She smacks me hard on the ass, causing me to yelp.

  “No you don’t,” Taylor says, glaring at me. She sticks the index finger from her other hand up in the air, near my face. “Because this is what’s in your ass right now.” She drops the finger and uses the same hand to grab my cock, which is as stiff as it’s ever been in my life. “While this,” she continues, squeezing my cock as hard as she can, “is what goes in my ass.”

  “Fair enough,” I manage to say, still trying desperately not to cum. Something about her little lecture turns me on even more, perhaps the aggression in her tone, or maybe the look in her eyes, but probably both.

  Eventually Taylor slides her finger out of my asshole and sticks it in her mouth. After cleaning it of my ass juices, she says, “One of these days, I’m going to stick something closer to the size of your cock up your ass, what do you say to that?”

  The words come out of my mouth before I even know what they’re going to be. “I say bring it on.”

  Taylor’s eyes light up. It’s obviously not what she was expecting to hear. “I heard it!” she says. “It’s too late to back out now.”

  “I don’t want to back out,” I say. “Just make sure I’m more drunk than this before you try it.”

  “That shouldn’t be a problem,” she says, standing up. “But until then, I’ll just have to settle for your cock inside of me.”

  Taylor climbs atop me, straddling me, one leg on each side of my body and her ass resting on my legs, just below my hips. Staring right at me, she grabs ahold of my cock and pulls it back so the top of my shaft is pushing against her pussy lips.

  She grinds on my waist while slowly jerking me off, our eyes locked together, excitement and mischief in her eyes as she messes with me. Once she’s had her fun, she lifts herself up a bit, scoots forward until her hips are directly above mine then slides my cock into her pussy.

  She’s so wet it’s like slipping into a cup of warm oil.

  “Goddammit you feel so fucking good inside me,” Taylor says as she works my cock with her pussy, bouncing up and down on it in a steady, deliberate rhythm. “I love how your cock fills me up.”

  My hands naturally gravitate to her perky little tits, which are bouncing right in front of my face. I grope and squeeze them for a bit, then cup them with my palms and push up on them.

  This excites Taylor and gets her moving more aggressively against me, bouncing up and down on me quickly, taking the entire length of my cock inside her with every thrust.

  “You like it when I bounce on your cock?” she says, staring right at me.

  “I fucking love it,” I say.

  “Do you want me to ride you even harder?”

  “Yes please,” I say.

  She leans her body back, putting more of her weight on my hips and changing up the angle of penetration, then starts riding my cock faster and faster, her body slamming down onto me, smashing my balls at the bottom of every thrust, causing just a little bit of pain to go with my pleasure.

  I decide to return the favor, pinching her nipples between my fingers and giving them a good squeeze.

  Taylor yelps and glares down at me, but I know that she loves it. I also know that she’s going to pay me back by hammering me with even more intensity, making me more uncomfortable too. Which is exactly what I want.

  And she does, reaching back and grabbing my balls with her hand and squeezing them tight while continuing to pound her body down onto mine with everything she has.

  Both of us are grunting and moaning and thoroughly enjoying ourselves. But we both want more.

  I release my hold on her nipples but I’m just getting started. Rearing back, I smack one of her tits, eliciting a little yelp from her mouth, followed by a nasty smile.

  “You like that, don’t you?” I say, grinning up at her.

  Taylor nods.

  I do it again, this time to her other tit.

  She yelps again. Her breath is ragged now and her eyes are wild. She releases her hold on my balls and shifts her hand to her clit, which she is rubbing with reckless abandon.

  I smack her tits again, one at a time, at regular intervals.

  “Just like that,” Taylor screams. “Holy shit, just like that, just like that!”

  I continue smacking her tits while she slams away on her clit and her breathing rate increases, as does the loudness of her grunts, groan, and screams, until she goes over the edge. Her body tenses up and her hand freezes while pushing against her clit and then she releases with an animalistic groan as an orgasm courses through her body.

  Taylor shakes and shimmies and lets out a series of deep groans as the orgasm passes. But she doesn’t so much as miss a beat, continuing to pound away at me just as aggressively as before.

  She also decides to take some control back, grabbing ahold of my wrists and pushing my arms back near my head. Holding them against the back of the couch, one on either side of my head, Taylor continues to ride me like a cowgirl.

  “You had your little fun,” she says, staring down at me. “Now it’s time for me take over for a little while.”

  “Fine by me,” I say, relaxing my arms and letting her do her thing.

  Because she’s still holding my wrists up near my head, Taylor is leaning over me, giving her even more leverage to pound away on my cock. She’s lifting her whole body up and dropping it down onto me, impaling herself on my stiff cock, giving me her full weight with every thrust, causing me to grunt and groan with every pump.

  “You like it when I take control, don’t you?” Taylor says.

  “I love it,” I say.

  “It makes you want to cum, doesn’t it?” she says.

  “Hell yeah,” I say.

  Smiling wryly, she slams her body down on me some more, giving me all her weight, letting gravity help, not holding back at all.

  “Are you almost there?” Taylor asks a few seconds later.

  “Yeah,” I say.

  “Yeah?” she says. “Are you ready to make a mess of my pretty little face?”

  “Fuck yeah,” I say.

  “Then let me help you get there,” Taylor says, climbing off me and dropping to her knees between my legs.

  Normally, at this point, Taylor will take my cock in her mouth and suck on it until I’m ready to burst, either taking it in her mouth, or pulling off at the last moment to take my seed on her face, or her tits. But today she doesn’t wrap her lips around my cock. Instead, she grabs ahold of my cock with one hand and sticks the index finger of her other hand in her mouth and gets it lubed up, then slips it into my asshole.

  I suck in my breath and let it out in a low groan.

  “Remember this from earlier?” she asks, smiling up at me, jerking me off while simultaneously finger-fucking me.

  I nod. How could I forget?

  “Do you still like it as much as you did then?” Taylor asks.

  I nod again, unable to even speak now, I’m holding on so desperately.

  “Prove it,” she says, banging me harder now, her f
inger slamming in and out of my asshole while she jerks me off with her free hand. “Cum for me. Make a mess of my pretty little face.”

  I oblige her, finally allowing my body to relax. My orgasm comes moments later, my body spasming like never before, almost painfully, kicking and jerking as streams of sperm rocket out of my cock, shooting straight up into the air as Taylor continues jerking me off and fingering my asshole.

  I cum harder and longer than ever before, shooting eight streams from my cock, making a mess of the entire area. It’s everywhere, on my legs, the couch, my chest, Taylor’s arm, her tits, her stomach, her legs.

  Once my cock is finally dry, Taylor leans over and takes it in her mouth and sucks on the tip. Between her finger still in my ass and her post-orgasm blowjob, it’s too much to take.

  “Holy shit,” I say, squirming away from her. Laughing heartily, she reluctantly releases her holds on me, gives me a smack on the leg for good measure, then climbs up onto the couch with me.

  “Well,” she says. “What did you think?”

  “You know what I think,” I say. “You saw how hard I came.”

  “I must admit, that was pretty impressive,” Taylor says. “But I have a feeling it’s going to be nothing compared to how hard you cum next time.”

  “And why is that?” I say, even though I know the answer. I just like messing with Taylor.

  “You don’t remember what you said earlier?” she asks, grinning at me. She knows that I remember, she just wants to mess with me some more.

  “About what? Letting you fuck me in the ass?” I say.

  Taylor nods.

  “You didn’t think I really meant that, did you?” I say, trying to keep a straight face. And it works, at least for a few seconds. Then I start busting up laughing.

  “You little shit,” Taylor says, punching me in the shoulder. “You had me there for a moment.”

  “I tried,” I say. “But you know me too well. I always do what I say. And I said you can fuck me in the ass with a strap-on next time we screw around.”

  Taylor giggles and claps her hands exaggeratedly. “Yippee,” she says. “I promise you won’t regret it.”

  “If it’s anything like tonight, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.”

  “Trust me, it’ll be way better than tonight,” Taylor says. “In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if you beg for me to do it to you more often after you’ve experience it once.”

  “I don’t know about that,” I say, laughing under my breath. “But I guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

  “That we will,” Taylor says, leaning over to give me a peck on the cheek. “That we will indeed.”

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  MY NAUGHTY BABES: ADRIANA & MOLLY

  SCOTTY DIGGLER

  My travels last week had me in San Diego, California, one of my favorite places in the whole country. With it’s perfect year-round weather and old-school California lifestyle, San Diego is as relaxing as it gets. While some of the creeps that inhabit Los Angeles and Orange County have made their way down south, it’s still quite a ways away—both literally and figuratively—from its northern neighbors.

  And the women . . . well, let’s just say that it’s about as nice as place anywhere in the world for hot women.

  A couple years back, I ran across one such woman. Her name is Adriana. Part Hispanic, part Irish, and all woman, Adriana is a real firecracker. She’s 26 years old, with wavy, light-brown hair, an adorable, sexy face, hazel eyes, small nose, full lips, and a body to die for. She stands right around five and a half feet tall and weighs 125 pounds, with long, athletic legs, toned arms, washboard stomach, firm, ripe tits and ass that makes me want to cry.

  Needless to say I was looking forward to spending a few days with her.

  #

  After taking a cab from the airport, I knocked on Adriana’s door at just after 10pm. A few seconds later she answered it, wearing nothing but a lacy pink top and white and pink striped panties.

  I stood there staring at her for a moment, marveling at her, as I always did, drinking her in with my eyes.

  “Hey there,” Adriana said, flashing me a sly smile, reveling in the way I was looking at her. “Do you like my outfit?”

  “I fucking love it,” I said. “You look incredible.”

  “Ahh, thanks, baby,” she said. “You’re looking pretty fucking hot these days yourself.”

  “Yeah right,” I said, laughing softly. I’d been on a plane for the last eight hours and I was feeling it, from my wrinkled clothes to my messed-up hair.

  “I’m serious,” she said, holding the door open wide as I walked in. “I like the rumpled-up look.”

  “Is that right?” I asked, moving in close to her as she closed the door.

  “Yes it is,” she said, her grin growing wider as I took her in my arms.

  “I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” I said before slipping my tongue between her lips.

  We made out for a little while, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths while our hands kept themselves busy. I had just run my hand under her flimsy little blouse when she unexpectedly broke off our kiss and took a half step back.

  “What’s the matter?” I asked, confused.

  “Nothing,” she said, smiling wider now as she looked at me closely, obviously enjoying my confusion. “Why?”

  “Because you’re acting funny,” I said.

  “Am I?”

  I raised my eyebrows and nodded.

  “That’s because I’m excited,” Adriana said.

  “About what? Me being here?”

  “That,” she said, putting one foot in front of the other and tilting her head sideways in a playful manner. “And something else.”

  “What?” I asked, laughing under my breath.

  “Follow me and you’ll find out,” Adriana said. And with that, she took my hand and led me upstairs.

  I was expecting us to turn into her bedroom but we kept going past it, towards the back room, which was set up like a family room, with a plush leather couch and an entertainment center. As far as I could remember, we’d never really spent much time in it.

  Adriana was giggling softly, obviously excited about something. Which was unlike her; normally she was pretty stoic and not prone to giddiness.

  But once we entered the room I understood exactly where she was coming from. One glance at the couch and I was starting to get giddy also.

  Sitting sideways on the couch was a tall, leggy blonde. She was a couple years younger than Adriana and just as cute, but in a different way. Taller, for one, maybe 5’10”. Long blonde hair. Brown eyes. Pale skin. A softer body than Adriana, with thinner legs and smaller tits but just as sexy.

  “Jesse, this is Molly,” Adriana said. “Molly, Jesse.”

  “Pleased to meet you,” I said.

  “Hey there,” Molly said, looking up at me with a lazy smile and sleepy eyes.

  “So I was telling Molly a little bit about you the other day and she said she wanted to meet you,” Adriana said, flashing a knowing glance at me. “And, you know, get to know you a little better.”

  “Is that right?” I said, my excitement level rising even higher. I was already salivating at getting freaky with Adriana, but getting her friend involved too? That was too good to be true.

  “Yes it is,” Adriana said. “Right Molly?”

  Molly nodded.

  “Sorry,” Adriana said. “You’ll have to bear with Molly. She’s a little bit shy.”

  “No problem,” I said. “I like ‘em like that.”

  “What?” Adriana said, giving me a look of mock consternation. “I thought you like them loud and raunchy and out of control like me.”

  “I do, I do,” I said, smacking Adriana on the ass. “But I like them shy too. And I especially like having one of each at the same time.”

  “Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Adriana said, grabbing my cock and squeezing it hard enough to make me flinch while Molly giggled from over on the couch. “Luckily for yo
u I like my women shy too. Especially when I have a strong man with me.”

  “Then it sounds like a perfect situation for both of us,” I said. “What about you, Molly?” I added, flicking my chin in her direction. “What do you think of this little setup?”

  “I think it’s perfect,” she said, her wry smile growing larger.

  “Then what are we waiting for?” I said. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

  “Indeed,” Adriana said, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the couch. As Molly sat up, Adriana turned me around so my back was to the couch and gave me a little shove. I dropped back onto the couch, sitting normally, and Adriana sat down next to me so I was in between the two women.

  Sitting on either side of me, Molly and Adriana started making out with me relaxing in between them. I sat back and watched, letting them do their thing, knowing that they’d get to me in good time.

  The two women explored each other’s tonsils for a bit before Adriana started going to work on Molly’s tits, licking and sucking on her nipples.

  While Adriana played with Molly’s tits, Molly’s hands dropped down to my groin area. She unzipped my zipper and pulled my cock out of my pants and started jerking me off, getting me nice and hard.

  Once Adriana saw my cock, she immediately pulled her mouth off Molly’s nipple and dropped her head down to the same level as my cock.

  “You have such a nice cock,” she said, looking up at me. “Do you mind if I suck it?”

  “Be my guest,” I said.

  Adriana wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and gave it a good suck before popping her mouth off of it.

  I shivered and let out a little gasp.

  Adriana laughed. “A little sensitive tonight, are we?” she said.

  “Just a bit,” I replied.

  “Or maybe just a bit too excited,” Adriana added.

  “That too,” I said.

  Smiling, Adriana said, “Well you’d better learn to control that. Because if we don’t get what we want out of you tonight there’s going to be problems. Isn’t that right Molly?”