“I love it,” Heather said. “I fucking love it. Do it again. Please?”
So Amber obliged, once again gripping Heather’s hair with one hand and her throat with the other. Amber hammered her cock into Heather’s pussy, tightening her grip on Heather’s throat with every thrust as Heather slammed her body back into Amber’s.
Just like before, Amber took Heather right to the edge of passing out before releasing her throat. She gasped for breath, smiling and laughing the entire time, her excitement palpable, infecting Amber with desire.
“You’re quite a little slut, aren’t you?” Amber said.
“Not a little one,” Heather replied, grinning ferociously. “I’m a huge fucking slut.”
“Well then, Miss-huge-fucking-slut. What else do you like?”
“I like it all,” she said. “Whatever you can think of.”
“Anything?”
“Anything,” Heather said, moving her hand down to grab Amber’s tit and give it a squeeze. “The nastier the better.”
“Is that right?”
Heather bit her bottom lip and nodded, her eyes wide and gleaming with exhilaration.
Amber decided to see if Heather meant what she said.
Amber reared back and smacked Heather in the cheek, not very hard, but not gently either.
Heather’s eyes lit up even further.
“Oh, you like that too, huh?” Amber said, her smile growing bigger.
Heather flashed an evil grin and nodded.
So Amber smacked her again, a little harder this time. Heather’s grin grew wider and she started breathing harder. Her hands flashed down to her tits and she started groping herself, squeezing and slapping and pinching her own nipples.
Amber smacked her again, and again and again, growing more excited at Heather’s rising enthusiasm, as though they were functions of each other. With every smack Heather moaned a little louder, a little more intensely. She had now taken to working her clit with one hand, aggressively rubbing it as Amber slapped her. Heather seemed totally lost, her eyes glazed over and her body quivering.
As usual, Heather’s excitement served to fuel Amber’s lust. She grabbed a handful of Heather’s hair and stood up, lifting Heather up. Amber spun Heather around and threw her face-first onto the couch, then grabbed ahold of Heather’s legs and pulled her onto her knees so her ass was up in the air, waiting for Amber, beckoning, the perfect height for Amber to fuck her while standing.
Amber sidled up to Heather and slid the dildo into her pussy, penetrating her from behind. Without so much as a pause for breath Amber started slamming into Heather, long and deep and fast, Amber’s hands around Heather’s hips for balance.
Heather got into it too, bouncing her ass back into Amber’s body with every thrust, allowing Amber to penetrate her deeper than she would have been able to on her own.
“Oh my god,” Heather said. “That feels so fucking good.”
“You like that, do you?” Amber said. “You like it when I fuck you from behind?”
“I love it,” Heather said, her voice nearly cracking. “I love it your cock inside me. Don’t stop fucking me, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!”
As it had all night, Heather’s talking fueled Amber’s excitement ever further. She reached out and grabbed a handful of Heather’s hair and yanked her head upwards while still fucking her at a frenetic pace. Amber wrapped one hand around Heather’s throat and held her in place while letting the other arm slip down and grab ahold of Heather’s breast. Squeezing tight with both hands, Amber continued fucking Heather with everything she had, their bodies slamming up against each other, the room filling with grunts of exertion and pleasure.
After taking Heather nearly to the point of passing out once again, Amber released her throat, allowing her to breathe. As Heather was gasping for breath Amber climbed up onto the couch so her feet were alongside Heather’s body. Squatting over Heather with the dildo still inside Heather’s pussy, Amber pushed Heather’s shoulders down so her face was pressing up against the cushions of the couch and her ass was up in the air.
Leaning forward, Amber grabbed the back of the couch and used it for leverage as she proceeded to pound the shit out Heather, her hips slamming up against Heather’s ass, their bodies smacking together loudly. Amber hammered Heather for what seemed like an eternity, her pussy opening up further and further, allowing Amber to explore new depths with every thrust, her perfect little pink asshole staring Amber in the face, beckoning Amber, begging to be played with.
But her asshole would have to wait for another time, as Heather was already on the verge of orgasm.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said quickly under her breath. “I’m gonna cum.”
And cum Heather did, screaming and bucking and laughing wildly as she squirted everywhere while Amber continued pummeling away at her. Once she was done, Heather pulled her body forward, yanking the dildo from her snatch, and fell back onto the couch.
“So what happens now?” Amber asked, sitting down next to her.
“What do you mean?”
“Is this a one-time thing? Or something that we can do every one in a while?”
“I’d definitely like to do it again,” Heather said. “What about you?”
“Hell yes,” Amber said. “It was fun.”
“It sure was,” Heather said.
“Maybe next time we can even get a man involved,” Amber said. “Double-team some poor guy and get ourselves off at the same time.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” Heather said. “Did you have anyone specific in mind?”
“Fuck no,” Amber said. “All the guys I know are pieces of shit. I was hoping you knew somebody.”
“Actually, I might,” Heather said. “We used to go out and still get together every once in a while to fuck. And I know he’s be up for banging two girls at once.”
“Then set it up,” Amber said. “Just tell me when it will work.”
“I will,” Heather said, leaning over to give Amber a kiss. “But right now I need to get some sleep. Between the fucking and drinking, I’m about to hit the wall.”
“I hear you there,” Amber said.
“Do you mind if I just crash on your couch?”
“Fuck that,” Amber said. “I’ve got a big, comfortable bed. Come on with me and we’ll sleep together.”
“I thought we already did that,” Heather said, grinning as she stood up.
“Yeah,” Amber said, returning the smile and climbing to her feet. “I guess we did.”
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AGGRESSIVE & FILTHY: VOLUME 28
Terrence Porter was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Holly, his live-in girlfriend of six months, was already asleep and she had to be up in four hours to go to work, so waking her wasn’t an option. Which was fine by Terrence; sometimes it was just easier to jerk off anyway. He didn’t have to worry about pleasing anyone but himself.
Making sure the door to the bedroom was closed so he wouldn’t disturb Holly, Terrence sat down on the couch, opened the laptop, and put it on the coffee table. After surfing the internet for a few minutes he found exactly what he was looking for: a link advertising a tiny little brunette with gigantic fake tits getting fucked in the ass. He clicked on the link and slid his cock out of his pants.
Terrence was just starting to get into it when he heard the door creak open behind him. He quickly leaned forward and flipped the laptop shut, then stuffed his cock back into his pants, hoping that he wasn’t too late. The last thing he needed right now was to get in an argument with his girlfriend.
“What are you doing?” Holly asked, wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing else. It barely covered her ass and made her already long legs look even longer. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was messed up from sleeping, but that just made her look more sexy. And her nipples were hard and poking up against the cotton.
“Nothing,” Terrence said, unable to take his eyes off her. He found hims
elf wondering—as he often did—how he’d ended up with such a smoking hot chick and how long she would put up with his crap before getting rid of his ass.
“Yeah, right,” she said. “Don’t give me that shit. You were doing something on the laptop.”
“I was just looking at fantasy football.”
“Football, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Holly came around the couch and was standing in front of him, glaring down on him. She glanced down at his groin.
“Does fantasy football usually give you a boner?”
“Actually,” Terrence said, “You always say that it does.”
“Yeah, dumb question, I guess,” Holly said. “But the computer screen won’t lie. You don’t mind if I take a look, do you?”
“There’s no need,” Terrence said. “I already closed the page. I had just finished up and was coming to bed.”
“Then you really won’t mind if I peek at it,” Holly said. She reached for the laptop.
Terrence sat back and dropped his eyes and shook his head. There was no use trying to stop her now. He was just going to have to take his medicine like a man.
Holly flipped open the laptop. The video Terrence had been watching picked up right where it had left off.
“Yeah, you were just about finished, all right,” Holly said, looking back at him.
Terrence kept his mouth shut. He knew that anything he said now would just get him in more trouble.
“Well,” Holly said, surprisingly sounding more amused than pissed off. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What can I say?” Terrence asked. “You were asleep and I was feeling it. So I decided to take care of my problem.”
“Did you even bother trying to wake me up?”
“No, I figured you just wanted to sleep.”
“Why did you think that?”
Terrence shrugged.
“You know what I think?” Holly said. “I think you would rather watch some slut take it in the ass than fuck your girlfriend.”
“That’s not true,” Terrence said.
“No? Then how do you explain coming home and turning on porn without even trying to wake me up.”
“I already told you—”
“Yeah, yeah,” she said. Her words were harsh but her tone said it was all in good fun. She wasn’t really all that pissed at him. “You just figured I wanted to sleep.”
“Exactly.”
“So you would rather fuck me than watch porn?”
“Of course,” Terrence said.
“You’re gonna have to prove it to me,” Holly said.
“Gladly,” Terrence said, starting to stand up.
Holly put her hands on her shoulders and gave him a shove, knocking him back down onto the couch. “No, no, no,” she said. “You’re just going to sit there and let me do whatever I want to you until I say you can do otherwise. That’s how you’re going to prove it to me.”
Terrence tried not to smile. He loved it when Holly took charge. He only wished she did it more often. If he would have known how easy it was to get her to take charge, he would have done something like this earlier.
“Fine, fine,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Whatever you say.”
“Don’t give me that shit,” Holly said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”
“Promises, promises,” Terrence said.
“Yeah, you just wait, mister. You just wait.”
And with that, Holly slipped off her t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. Terrence again marveled at how smoking hot she was with her sculpted arms, gorgeous tits, washboard stomach, perfect ass and long, shapely legs.
As Terrence stared at Holly, she started playing with her pussy, rubbing the outside of it with her fingers, slowly at first, before gradually picking up steam.
Terrence’s cock was still hard from earlier and getting harder with every passing second. He pulled it out of his pants and started playing with it.
But Holly was having none of that. She bent over and slapped his arm away with her free hand.
“I told you to sit there and watch, not to play with your cock,” she said. “You’re being punished, not rewarded. Now don’t fucking touch it again, okay?”
“Okay,” Terrence said in a disappointed tone.
Holly glared at him for a moment, then went back to work on her pussy, slipping two fingers inside it. She started fucking herself, initially taking her time before ramping things up. It wasn’t long before she was hammering her fingers in and out of her pussy, getting it wetter and wetter while her groans grew continually louder.
Looking up at her, Terrence tried to keep the smile off his face but couldn’t. He was enjoying himself way too much. His dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of his pants, pointed directly towards the ceiling. It was all he could do to not start playing with it, especially with Holly standing over him, taunting him with her fingers inside her sweet pussy.
Grinning widely, enjoying herself immensely, Holly pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off. Then she spread Terrence’s legs apart and stepped forward, her body in between his legs, so her pussy was directly above his cock, just inches away.
Terrence reached out towards her pussy but she slapped him away again.
“Don’t touch anything ,” Holly said, staring at him. Her smile had morphed into a an evil little smirk. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes mistress.”
“That’s better,” Holly said. She climbed atop the couch and straddled Him. Then she sat down on Terrence’s stomach and backed her ass up until it was pushing back against his cock. She reached around her ass and grabbed his cock and started stroking it, bouncing it against her ass and rubbing it up and down her crack as she jerked him off.
“Do you like it when I torture you like this?” she asked.
“Not really,” Terrence replied. While he normally loved it when Holly took control, she’d never displayed this level of dominance before. And it was making him a little uncomfortable.
Holly tilted her head slightly and glared at him.
“I mean, yes,” he said. “I like it.”
“No you don’t, but that’s okay,” Holly said. “Because I do. And tonight, that’s all that matters, right?”
“Yes, mistress,” Terrence said.
“You want me to sit on it, don’t you?” she said.
Terrence nodded.
“How do you ask?” Holly said.
“Please,” he said.
“Please what?”
“Please sit on my cock,” Terrence said.
Holly cocked her head and gave him a look that said she was expecting more.
It took Terrence a moment to figure out what else she wanted from him. Then he had it. “Mistress,” he added.
“Maybe late r ,” she said before releasing his cock.
Terrence let out a disappointed groan and Holly laughed. Then she put her hands on her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples, squeezing them tightly.
“You like these perfect little titties, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, mistress,” Terrence said, finally starting to figure out what she wanted from him.
“Would you like to suck on them?”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Say the whole thing,” she said. “I want to hear the words.”
“Please let me suck on your tits, mistress.”
“Very good,” Holly said. “You’re finally starting to get the hang of this. Keep it up and I may just reward you. But first, I’m going to mess with you some more . ”
She pressed her tits up against Terrence’s face and shook them back and forth, smacking him with them.
“Stick your tongue out,” Holly said.
Terrence did as he was told.
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She stuck one of her nipples directly in front of his mouth. “Lick it.”
Terrence did, noting how hard her nipple already was. Holly seemed to really be getting off on this.
She stuck her nipple further into his mouth. “Now suck on it.”
Again Terrence did what he was told.
“Harder,” she said.
Holly groaned as Terrence sucked on her nipple with everything he had. Once it was rock-hard he switched to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him deeper into her, making it difficult for him to breath. She squeezed harder for a moment before releasing his head, her tit popping out of his mouth.
Holly leaned back and slid her ass further up his chest and laid her ankles on the back of the couch so her pussy was right in his face. Then and started playing with herself again. Her ring and index fingers moved in and out of her pussy, slid up to rub her clit, then plunged back into her snatch.
“You like watching me fuck myself, don’t you?” she said. “You like seeing me bang my tight little pussy with my fingers, right?”
“Yes mistress.”
“You want to taste it, don’t you?” she asked. “Tell me you want to taste my pussy. Beg for it.”
“Please mistress, let me taste your pussy,” Terrence said. It sounded more natural than before now that he was getting used to the situation. For some reason it no longer was embarrassing to get treated like this.
“If you really want to,” Holly said . She increased the pace, hammering her fingers inside herself, getting it nice and juicy. Then she pulled them out and jammed them deep into Terrence’s mouth.
He gagged for a second before sucking on them proper, tasting her familiar sweetness.
“That’s right,” she said. “Clean my fingers of my pussy juices. Suck them until they’re sparkling.”
Terrence did so, running his tongue up and down each one individually.
“There you go,” Holly said. “Just like that.”
Half a minute later she pulled her fingers from his mouth.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” she said.
Terrence nodded.
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