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I was out drinking with the guys when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the screen. It was from Riley. My pulse quickening, I stepped out the back door into the smoking area and flipped open my phone.

“Hey Riley, what’s up?” I said.

“Are you busy?” she replied.

“Not really. Just at a bar with some friends.”

“Do you have a problem bailing on them?”

I laughed. Riley wasn’t one for beating around the bush. It was one of the reasons I dug her so much. The fact that she was an 21-year hardbody with a insatiable lust for nasty sex was the main one, but her attitude played a major part in that.

“Not if I have a good reason to,” I said.

“Well, let’s just put it this way,” Riley said. “I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished. Severely. Is that a good enough reason?”

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” I said, my cock already starting to get hard just thinking about it.

“I’ll be waiting.”

I closed my phone and went back into the bar. I told my friends what was up and they bid me godspeed. They were cool with it; after all, that’s pretty much the only reason why we were out in the first place, to try and score. There was no use passing on a sure thing solely on the hope of getting something later. Besides, even if I did end up going home with someone at the end of the night, there was no way in hell she’d be half the freak that Riley was. It simply wasn’t possible.




I showed up at Riley’s door half an hour later.

“It’s about fucking time,” she said upon opening up, her voice laced with disdain, as usual. If there was one thing that was consistent about Riley it was her defiant attitude. But since we were just fuck-buddies and not in a relationship of any kind, I found it endearing instead of annoying. Plus it made the sex infinitely more interesting. It was far easier to get truly nasty with a girl who acted like a punk than one that was sweet and innocent.

“Deal with it,” I said, pushing right back at her with attitude of my own. Handling it any other way would just encourage her more. And the last thing she needed was more encouragement. She had more than enough attitude without it. If you let her run you over without talking back she was all but intolerable.

“Well, come on in already,” she said, opening the door wide. She was looking incredible as usual, wearing a white long-sleeved blouse with black dots covering it, white panties,  and black, ankle-high, two-inch heeled boots. Her legs looked a hundred yards long, and her firm, thin body was as enticing as always. Even in her heels Riley was a good 10 inches shorter than me but she held herself with so much confidence that she rarely seemed as small as she truly was.

I walked in and she shut the door behind us. When she turned around I was standing right on top of her, just a couple feet away. This close up, our size difference was more apparent. But even though I towered over her she didn’t back down one bit.

“So you were a bad girl and you need to be punished, huh?” I said.

She nodded.

“What did you do this time?” I asked.

“I pulled some businessman out of his office and took him into the bathroom and gave him a blow job,” she said. “But before he could cum I kicked him in the balls and left him lying on the floor in agony.”

I shook my head and laughed under my breath. I had no idea if she was telling the truth or just making things up. With Riley it could go either way. Which for some sick reason turned me on even more. The uncertainty was half the fun. It made for a great aphrodisiac.

“Aren’t you worried he might see you again?” I asked.

“What’s he gonna do, tell someone he was getting a blowjob from a strange 21-year old girl who then attacked him for no reason?” Riley scoffed and shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nobody would believe him. Besides, I was wearing a wig and a ton of makeup. He wouldn’t even recognize if I walked up to him right now and asked him for a light.”

I nodded my head slowly and took this in. She was trying to get a reaction from me, and for that reason alone I decided not to give her one. Riley couldn’t handle it when she didn’t get what she wanted.  She needed to be the one controlling the action, pushing all the buttons. It drove her crazy when it didn’t work out exactly as she wanted. And for some reason I felt like real tension tonight, not manufactured role-playing. I figured the easiest way to achieve that was to not let her dictate the narrative.

“So you want me to punish you because you kicked some guy in the balls?” I said.

“No,” she said, drawing the word out, talking to me like I was a five-year old kid. “I want you to punish me because I gave some random guy a blowjob behind your back.”

“I don’t know,” I said. “That whole jealous angle doesn’t really work for me. It’s not like I think I’m the only guy you’re fucking.”

“Fine,” Riley said, growing exasperated. “Then just punish me because I want you to,” she said.

“That’s not good enough either,” I said, shaking my head. “After all, you want it to be realistic, right?”

She nodded but there was uncertainty in her eyes. A rare thing for her. If she’d ever felt it before in my presence she’d certainly never showed it.

“So how about this,” I said, stepping closer to her until I was inches away, amplifying our size difference. “Tonight I’m going to teach you a lesson. I’m going to punish you because you’re a manipulative, arrogant little punk-ass bitch who thinks she can do whatever the fuck she wants to whoever the fuck she wants whenever the fuck she feels like it. Tonight is going to be real thing, not just some little game.”

She had a confused look on her face. I could tell this wasn’t going quite the way she’d planned and it was throwing her for a loop. So I decided to redirect her, get her back into character.

“Unless, of course, you don’t think you can handle the real thing,” I said.

Her attitude snapped back immediately, just as I’d known it would. “I can handle whatever you can dish out,” she said. One half of her mouth was turned up in a snarl. “Real or imaginary.”

“You think so, huh?”

She scoffed. “Please. I know so.”

“You’re sure about that?”


“Then it looks like we have an understanding,” I said. “Let the punishment begin.”

I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her back into the wall, pinning her against it.

“Oh so it’s gonna be like that, huh?” she said.

“That’s right,” I replied, my mouth turned up in an evil smile.

“I hope you’re not expecting me to just sit here and take it like some pathetic little girl,” she said.

“Of course not,” I replied. “In fact, I was hoping you’d be your typical defiant little self.”

“Well don’t worry about that,” she said. “Because you’re sure as hell going to get the real me.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

I squeezed my hand around her throat, cutting off her air. Staring directly at her, our eyes locked together, I watched as her face started to slowly turn red from lack of oxygen.

But Riley didn’t fight back. She just stood there and took it, her eyes boring into mine as though telling me my actions had no effect on her.

Unfortunately for her, although her mind was willing, her flesh was weak. I could feel her body starting to sag as it felt the effects of her lungs not getting any air. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyelids fluttering. She was obviously in distress but it wasn’t until her head started to loll that I released her throat.

Her eyes immediately opened wide and her chest heaved as she gulped down air. Still, she was defiant as always, not even giving me an inch of satisfaction.

“Is that all you got?” she said.

“As a matter of fact, it’s not,” I said. “That was just the beginning.”

“Then let’s get on with it,” she said. “I want to see what you have in store for me.”

“If you insist,” I said. Then I slapped her across the face.

She gasped and her eyes opened wide in shock before she could regain control of herself. I smiled, pleased with myself for breaking through her defenses, if only temporarily.

“Caught you by surprise there, didn’t I,” I said, taunting her.

“Only because it was a cheap shot,” she said.

“You’re right,” I said. “That one was a cheap shot. But this one isn’t.”

I slapped her again.

This time she didn’t make a sound. She just stared at me with defiance dripping from her eyes and her mouth turned up in a little half-smile.

“Come on,” she said. “You can do better than that.”

I slapped her again. Her cheek was bright red and her eyes were starting to leak tears.

“That’s it?” she said. “My little sister hit me harder than that when we were kids.”

I slapped her again, harder this time. The sound of my palm striking her flesh filled the room. But still she didn’t even come close to giving in.

“Harder,” she said.

I obliged.

“Harder,” she said, her voice rising.

So I smacked her again, really getting into it this time.

“Harder!” she screamed.

I slapped her yet again.

And again.

And again, until my hand was starting to tingle.

But Riley was still upright, still staring right at me, still defiant.

My cock was pressing painfully against my pants. I didn’t want to think about what that said about me. I was enjoying myself way too much. So I stopped before things got too out of control.

“On your knees,” I said.

She paused for a moment, just to let me know that she wasn’t jumping at my commands but choosing to do what I said of her own accord, but eventually did as she was told.

We stood there for a moment, me staring down at Riley and her looking right back up at me, neither of us saying anything.

“Well?” I said. “What are you waiting for.”

“I’m waiting for you to tell me what to do,” Riley replied. “After all that’s what tonight is all about, right?”

She was right, of course. Not that I was going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that.

“Maybe I’ll stop telling you what to do and just start doing it to you instead,” I said. “Is that what you want?”

“Since when is tonight about what I want?”

“Again with the attitude,” I said. “Always with the attitude.”

She offered me a fake smile and shrugged. “You didn’t really expect anything different did you?”

“No, I suppose I didn’t,” I said, unzipping my zipper and pulling out my stiff cock. “I guess I’ll just have to do things the hard way.”

“I guess you will,” she said.

Smiling, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled it towards me. With my other hand, I grabbed the base of my cock, and started smacking her in the cheek with it.

“Are you at least going to open your mouth for me?” I asked.

“I guess I could do that much,” Riley said. She opened her mouth.

“Tongue out,” I said.

She did as she was told without comment for once.

I dropped the head of my cock onto her tongue then grabbed another handful of her hair. Now I had both my hands on the back of her head. Looking down at her, I said, “Say ahhhhh.”

As soon as she started to make the sound I shoved my cock in her mouth.

Using Riley’s hair to control her movements, I pulled her head towards me, forcing my cock deeper in her mouth, not stopping until she was deepthroating me. Once my cock had completely disappeared, I held her head in place, my cock planted firmly in her throat, her nose touching my navel, her lips pressing against my jeans.

Caught by surprise, Riley was coughing and gagging and trying to pull off my cock, but I didn’t let her, riding her face like a rodeo cowboy rides a bull, shifting my hips to stay with her as she tried unsuccessfully to get away.

“You’re not talking any shit now,” I said. “It’s kind of hard when your mouth is full.”

I held on for another couple of seconds before letting her go. Her head snapped back and a river of saliva poured out of her mouth and onto the floor as she gasped for breath.

Seeing Riley in distress just turned me on more. It was so rare to break through her defenses that I decided to capitalize on the situation before she fully recovered. I pulled my pants down and stepped out of them. Then I again grabbed two handfuls of her hair. But this time instead of bringing her towards me, I pushed her backwards until her back was against the wall. She was still trying to fill her lungs with air when I slid my cock back into her mouth.

Instead of forcing her to deepthroat me, I pumped her open mouth with my cock, slamming it in and out of her in long, slow strokes, pulling it out of her for a couple seconds at the end of each thrust, giving her a chance to breathe.

“Look up here,” I said. “The least you can do is look at me while I fuck your face.”

She turned her eyes towards me and stared at me with defiance dripping from them.

“That’s a good girl,” I said, my voice laced with mock praise. Strangely, I was just as turned on by the look she was giving me as I was from the sensation of my cock in her mouth.

30 seconds later, I’d risen a little too close to orgasm for my own good. I needed a break. Plus I wanted to reward Riley for a job well done. So I pulled my cock out of her mouth, bent down, picked her up, threw her over my shoulders, and carried her into the bedroom.

Once there, I tossed her down on the bed, her back on the mattress and her legs up in the air. I grabbed ahold of her ankles and spread her legs wide, as far as they would go. They were sticking straight out, knees locked, leg muscles tight.

“Hold them there,” I said.

Riley grabbed the heels of her boots and held her legs in position, wide open and beckoning.

Still standing, I looked down at her, taking in her whole body before proceeding. Her white panties were soaked through, allowing me to see her pussy behind them. Her shirt was still covering her tits, but I left it on. There’s something about fucking a girl that’s still clothed that turned me on immensely.

I grabbed Riley’s hips and slid them towards me until her lower half was right at the edge of the bed. From this angle, with me standing and her lying on the bed, my cock was hovering right over her pussy as if showing me where it wanted to go. For a moment I was tempted to stick it in her, but the temptation quickly passed. I had some other things that I needed to do is first.

Reaching down, I grabbed ahold of Riley’s panties and yanked them aside, revealing her cleanly shaved, luscious little pink pussy. I turned slightly to the side to give myself a better angle, then slid two fingers inside her.

I started off slowly, moving them back and forth with the purpose, rubbing the underside of her clit, something that I knew drove her crazy. I gradually picked up steam, moving my fingers faster and faster in and out of her. Riley had told me before that she liked getting fingered just as much as she liked getting fucked, if not more, and it showed in her face. She was trying to maintain her façade of indifference but was losing the battle. And when I curled the tip of my fingers upward and went to work on her G-spot, she gave up entirely.

Her face was a curious mixture of pleasure and anger, as though she was mad at herself for feeling so good. I paused for a moment to slip a third finger inside her pussy then immediately picked up right where I’d left off, slamming my fingers into her hard enough that her legs started to buckle, bending at the knee.

I immediately pulled my fingers from her pussy. Riley groaned in disappointment, a sound that turned into a yelp of surprise when I smacked her pussy with my open palm.

“What the fuck was that for?” she asked, her legs folding even further.

“Did I say you could relax your legs?” I asked.

She shook her head and pulled her legs taut once again.

“That’s better,” I said.

“Now will you stick your fingers back in me?” she asked.

Her need had taken her attitude down a notch, something that almost always happened. She started out talking shit but as she got more and more into the physical aspects of the evening, she started to mellow out. Her attitude never truly disappeared, but it definitely went into hiding as the needs of her body began to trump her personality.

“That depends,” I said. “Can you keep your legs tight no matter what I do to you?”

Riley nodded.

I gave her another smack on the pussy. She yelped again and flinched but didn’t fold her legs this time.

“Are you sure?” I said. “You almost collapsed right there.”

“I’m sure,” she said, a hint of defiance rising again.

I smacked her again, this time on the inner part of her thigh.

She held tight.

I smacked her other thigh, harder this time. The sound echoed about the bedroom.

She bit down on her bottom lip but still she didn’t fold her legs.

“Not bad,” I said. “I think you’ve earned my fingers again.”

So I gave them to her, sliding all three inside her pussy. They went in even easier than they had earlier. Apparently getting smacked around turned Riley on just as much as a good finger-banging.

I put my left foot up on the bed and leaned forward, altering the angle of penetration and allowing me to slide my fingers even deeper inside her. I pushed them in until they were well past the knuckles and held them there as her pussy clenched tight.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Riley said as I started sliding them back and forth deep inside her, exploring her insides. Her legs were quivering but she held on tight, not letting them falter.

I hammered my fingers into her, trying to get Riley to cave, but still she held her legs to the side, her knees locked out and her thighs rock-hard. My head was right above hers and she stared up at me, her eyes laced with defiance even as the rest of her features gave in to the pleasure. She was intent on outlasting me, taking as much as I could give her without folding again.

There was no way that was going to happen, of course. I still had a couple tricks up my sleeve. It was time I broke one out.

While my right hand still pounding away at her pussy, I reached down with my left and tore her blouse open, popping the buttons off and exposing her firm, perky little tits.

I groped one for a moment, then pinched the nipple. Riley gasped but didn’t relax her legs. I gave her other breast the same treatment. She reacted the same way, still not even coming close to collapsing her legs.

“Not bad,” I said. “Not bad at all.”

Riley didn’t reply. All her energy was being spent keeping her legs tight. But she did glare up at me with an evil look while her breath escaped from her mouth in shallow gasps.

“You do realize you can’t win,” I said. “You’re going to fold again eventually.”

“Not if I can help it,” she said, her voice a raspy, wheezing mess.

 “Then I guess I’ll just have to make it so you can’t help it,” I said.

“Go ahead and try,” she spat out.

I laughed softly. Riley certainly was quite the trooper. Most women would have folded long ago. But I didn’t tell her that, of course. To do so would ruin the mood.

“If you insist,” I said instead. Then I let my hand wander up her chest to her throat.

Riley’s eyes widened slightly. Whether it was in surprise or pleasure I wasn’t sure. Not that it mattered at this point.

Still continuing to bang her pussy with my fingers, I gripped her throat between my thumb and forefinger and started to squeeze.

Riley’s face turned red from the lack of oxygen, then started to go pale. But still she held on, keeping her legs tight by sheer willpower alone. But it was only a matter of time until her body gave in, even if her mind didn’t. Fifteen seconds later the time came.

Her eyelids fluttered and then started to close. She released her hold on her heels and her arms flopped down onto the bed, followed by her legs.

I released her throat but continued slamming my fingers inside of her pussy as she came back to the waking world. The transition must have been an intense one, as an orgasm rocked her body shortly after I let go of her throat.

She bucked against my hand a couple of times, then tensed up, her pussy squeezing the blood from my fingers. She reached out and grabbed my arm with both of her hands and held it in place, deep inside of her.

“Don’t move,” she said desperately, still short of air. “Don’t you dare fucking move.”

I almost pulled my fingers out of her to pay her back for what she’d done earlier that day (if she’d been telling me the truth, of course) but ultimately decided that would be taking things too far.

Her body seemed to freeze in place for just a moment, then released just as quickly. A torrent of juices came pouring out of her pussy, drenching my hand and wrist. She moaned and cursed under her breath as her entire body quivered and shook.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Riley said, turning it into one long word. She released my arm and tried to refill her body with air.

“I take it you liked that?” I said.

Eyes wide, she nodded vigorously.

Smiling, I pulled my fingers out of Riley’s pussy. They were shining with her juices, glistening in the light. I admired them for a moment then said, “Open your mouth. I want you to taste yourself.”

She did so without comment. Smiling, in fact.

I slipped all three fingers into Riley’s mouth and she licked them clean, staring right at me the entire time. After I’d pulled them back out I told her to grab ahold of her ankles once again.

“Whatever you say,” she replied.

I tilted my head slightly. “Not even a cursory protest?” I asked.

“After making me cum that hard? You can do whatever you want to me and I won’t complain,” Riley said.

 “That’s all it takes?” I said. “One little orgasm and you’re putty in my hands?”

“It wasn’t little by any means,” she said. “But yeah, basically that’s all it takes. You do me right and I’ll do you right.”

“But what if I want you to still be a punk?”

“Then I will,” she said. “But earlier you said you wanted tonight to be real, not some game, right?”

I reluctantly nodded. She had me there.

“Well, this is real,” Riley said.

“Fair enough,” I said, deflated a little bit.

“What’s the matter?” she said.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess I was just enjoying treating you like shit earlier.”

“Who says you can’t still?”

“I could,” I said. “But it wouldn’t be the same.”

“Of course it would,” Riley said. “The only difference would be that I’d be telling you how much I like getting smacked around instead of pretending like I don’t.”

“So you actually do like it?”

“I fucking love it,” Riley said. She grabbed her heels and spread her legs wide, holding them tight. “This is how you wanted me, right?”

I nodded and slipped my cock into her. It felt great, especially after so much foreplay leading up to this moment, but I simply wasn’t as into it as I was earlier. Despite Riley’s insistence that she still wanted it rough, I was having trouble getting back into the mood. The momentum had been quelled.

Riley sensed my reluctance and took matters into her own hands. Literally. She released her hold on her heels and brought her arms back towards her chest.

While I continued sliding my cock in and out of her, Riley grabbed one of her tits in each hand and started to play with them. At first she groped and fondled them, but it wasn’t long before she was attacking her nipples, squeezing and rubbing them between her fingertips until they were hard, and then going after them even more aggressively.

I watched, transfixed, as she started to smack her own tits, slapping them hard enough to make herself flinch. I was definitely starting to get back into the mood.

“You like that, don’t you?” Riley said, her eyes locked on mine. “You like watching me smack myself around.”

I nodded.

“Come on,” she said. “Give it a try.”

I reached out and gave one of her tits a half-hearted smack.

“You can do better than that,” she said, her voice laced with disappointment.

I slapped her tit again, putting a little more force into it.

“Don’t hold back,” she said. “Smack me like you mean it.”

So I slapped her tit again, even harder this time.

“Harder,” she said.

I did.

“Harder!” she said, slapping her other tit as she spoke, putting my smack to shame.

I slapped her again, making her flinch.

“That’s it,” she said, biting down on her bottom lip. “Just like that.”

I smacked her tit again. And again. And again. I was starting to get back into the groove, moving faster against her, giving her more and more of my cock.

 “Is this what you want?” I said, my tone harsh. “Me smacking you around while I fuck the shit out of you?”

She nodded. “That’s exactly what I want,” she said, her entire body red from exertion.

I took a break from slapping her to slide my hands under her hips and lift her backside up, giving me more leverage. She hooked her arms around her legs without being told, holding herself in position while I hammered away at her, my body slamming into hers with all my weight.

My free hand went up to her throat and started choking her while my other continued smacking away at her tits, both of which had turned bright red under the assault.

“What about this?” I said. “Do you want this too? Me choking you while I pummel you?”

She nodded, her eyes wide, her groans muffled from the lack of air.

I released her throat and grabbed the underside of her thighs and pressed them down onto the bed, opening her up even more, allowing me to blast her even harder. I gave her my full weight with every thrust, making her squirm underneath me as I slammed my cock into her with a previous untapped aggression.

For some reason I was more pissed off by her acquiescence than her earlier reluctance. Or maybe I was just mad that she’d manipulated the situation to her advantage once again. Not that it mattered what my reasons were. The only thing that mattered is that I was giving her what she wanted and getting what I wanted in return. And I was certainly getting what I wanted.

Looking down at Riley’s tanned, tight, tiny little body and perky tits while I hammered away at her made me realize just how lucky I was. I was fucking a ridiculously hot 21-year old freak in ways that I’d only ever dreamed about. What the hell did I have to be mad about?

For some reason, viewing things with this new perspective brought me right to the edge of orgasm. Where just a few moments ago I wasn’t really anywhere near cumming, now I was just a couple seconds away from it. And there was nothing I could do about it but warn Riley.

“Cum inside me,” she said, once I’d let me intentions known. “I want your cum inside my pussy.”

So I did, squirting my seed inside her less than five seconds later. Once the initial bursts were done, I slowly moved against her, draining my cock of the last of its seed. Even once I was completely finished I stayed inside Riley, catching my breath, afraid that I moved too quickly I’d fall down.

Eventually I pulled my cock out of her pussy and flopped down onto the bed next to her.

“Sorry that was so abrupt,” I said after a couple moments of silence punctuated only by heavy breathing from the both of us.

“It didn’t seem that abrupt to me,” she said. “Besides, after that much quality foreplay it doesn’t really matter how long you’re inside me before you pop. I had my share of the fun long ago. Everything at the end was just a bonus.”

I laughed under my breath. “I’ve never really thought of it like that,” I said.

“I have to admit, I’m pretty impressed,” Riley said. “You really stepped up today. Of course, you didn’t quite go as far as I would have liked—”

“Not as far as you would have liked?” I said, sitting up to face her. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I treated you like shit all night.”

She shrugged. “What can I say, I’ve got very specific tastes.”

I stared at her for  a moment then snorted and shook my head. “Silly me, I thought I was pushing you too far.”

“There’s no such thing as too far,” she said. “But the last thing I want you to do is take it the wrong way. You were incredible tonight. You’ve come closer to giving me what I want than anyone else ever has. Certainly any other man.”

“Well at least that’s something,” I said, half-sarcastically.

“It is something,” Riley replied. “A big something, actually. For once, I feel like I’ve found a man that’s on my same wavelength.”

It should have concerned me that a crazy 21-year old fuckslut considered me on the same wavelength as her, but it didn’t. It was too exhilarating to be worrisome. And more importantly, it meant that we’d be having more nights like tonight together. A lot more.

“Well, one of these nights hopefully I’ll be able to take you where you want to go,” I said.

“That’s my hope too,” she replied. “And to that end, I’ll have to invite you over next time Carrie pays me a visit. Then I’ll show you how to really dominate a woman.”

“Who’s Carrie?”

“One of my friends. She’s an amazing sub. The best.”

“So you do to her what I just did to you?”

“Hell no,” Riley said. “I’m much more brutal with her than you were with me.”

I laughed and shook my head. “I’d like to see that.” I was starting to get hard again just thinking about it.

“I’m sure you would,” Riley said. “I might even give you a taste of her when I’m finished.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

“I’ll set it up,” she said. “She gets back into town next week. Do you think you can get free?”

“For that? Hell yes. Just tell me when.”

“I’ll let you know.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

She flashed me a smile. “I know you will.”






I have a long list of locals that I can make a call to when I feel like getting fucked (which is pretty much every night) but when I go on the road, it’s another story. When away from home, I usually end up scouring the local hangouts and picking up a stranger to bring back to my room. There are certain cities, however, where I have a regular stashed away. Like Scottsdale, for example. But my regular there isn’t another man. It’s a woman.

Vanessa is the yin to my yang, a stacked, sexy little blonde with great tits and a big ass that is the exact opposite of my thin, lithe, athletic frame and dark hair. She’s not like me in bed either; she’s far more submissive and not nearly as vocal. She’s content to let me take charge of things in the bedroom, and while she’s open to every kind of a sex act imaginable, she rarely initiates anything during sex, with me or the men we’re with. 

I met Vanessa a couple years back. I was at a bar towards the end of the night, drinking by myself, scoping out men, but it was pretty empty and there was nobody worth fucking. Vanessa was tending the bar, and it wasn’t long before we were chatting each other up just to pass the time. One thing led to another, and after she finished her shift, she came over to my hotel room and we spend a wonderful night together, screwing around until the sun came up.

But as much as we liked fucking other women, both of us preferred cock. So the next couple nights we spent out and about, finding men and bringing them back to my room to double-team. Needless to say, it was a great trip. And now, every time I find myself in Scottsdale, I give Vanessa a ring. Like tonight.




Vanessa is waiting in the lobby of my hotel when I arrive. And not only that, but she’s got a surprise for me.

“See that guy sitting at the bar over there?” she asks, pointing towards a tall, dark-haired man in his late 20’s drinking a beer.

“You want to pick him up?” I ask.

“No need to,” Vanessa says. “I already have. His name is Dan.”

“You told him about both of us?”

“Of course,” she says. “He knows the drill.”

Laughing, I say, “Damn, girl. You don’t waste any time, do you?”

She flashes me a sly little smile and grabs my hand and leads me over towards him.

The closer I get the better he looks, with a narrow but muscular frame and a sharply-lined face. He’s dressed impeccably, in an expensive suit and he’s extremely well-groomed.

“I have to admit, I’m impressed,” I say to Vanessa. “This isn’t like you, taking control of the situation.”

“I just figured you’d be tired after your flight,” she says. “But don’t worry, once we get up to your room, I’ll let you take control.”

“Are you sure?” I ask. “You’re free to run things if you want.”

“No thanks,” she says. “I love our dynamic. With you in charge, things get freaky real quick. Oh, and speaking of freaky, Dan over there is into some freaky stuff himself.”

“Is that right?” I ask. “Like what?’

“Well, he claims he’s an ass man,” Vanessa says, whispering now because we’re less than ten feet away from him.

“Really?” I say, getting excited. I love getting fucked in the ass. “He’s into anal?”

“All the way,” she says.

“Getting as well as giving?”

“So he says,” Vanessa replies. “Within reason, of course.”

“Sounds like you hit a home run,” I say as we come up to Dan from behind.

Vanessa taps him on the shoulder. He spins and sees us. His smile grows wider as he takes us both in.

“Dan,” Vanessa says. “This is my friend. The one I was telling you about.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Dan says, standing up.

“Likewise,” I say, holding out my hand. Dan takes it and turns it over and kisses the top of it.

“Oooh,” I say. “We have a gentlemen in our midst.”

“Only outside of the bedroom,” he says, giving me a wink. “Inside of it I’m not quite as nice.”

“Fair enough,” I say. So far, I like him. A lot.

“Can I buy you two a couple drinks?” Dan says.

“We don’t have time,” I reply. “We have to get up to the room quickly.”

“Oh yeah?” he says, looking skeptical. “And why is that?”

Leaning in towards Dan, I whisper in his ear. “Because I want to get that hard cock of yours inside our assholes as soon as possible.”

Dan’s face blushes a bit but his grin widens. “Then what are we waiting for?” he says, taking me in one arm and Vanessa in the other. “Let’s get upstairs.”




Less than five minutes later all three of us are naked in my hotel room. I’m on my knees in the middle of the floor, sucking Dan’s dick while Vanessa is on the couch, playing with herself.

“Do you want to fuck that tight little pussy over there?” I ask Dan, pulling his cock out of my mouth and slapping it against my tits as I talk to him.

Dan nods his head.

I slip the head of his cock into my mouth for a couple more sucks before popping it out again. His dick isn’t huge but it’s not small either, and it’s rock hard, which is what really matters.

I turn my attention to Vanessa. “What do you think, Vanessa?” I say while jerking Dan off. “Is that pussy of yours wet enough to let him in?”

“Hell yes,” Vanessa says. “It’s ready and waiting.”

“Then get on your hands and knees,” I say to Vanessa. “Because Dan is on his way.”

Still holding onto Dan’s cock, I use it to lead him over to Vanessa, who has climbed off the couch and is on her hands and knees on the floor, doggy-style, waiting for Dan. Her plump, gorgeous ass in the air and her blonde hair is spilled over her back, making me wish I was the one getting to fuck her right now.

But Dan is the lucky one, so once we’re standing over Vanessa, I release his cock. I stand back and watch as Dan drops to his knees and slides his cock into Vanessa’s waiting pussy. And before long I’m playing with myself as he fucks her, giving it to her nice and slow at first before quickening things up.

I’m getting so turned on by Dan pounding away at Vanessa’s pussy while their grunts and groans fill up the room that I decide to get more involved. Dropping to my knees, I position myself next to Vanessa, facing the opposite way, my head right next to her perfect little ass.

Vanessa said earlier that Dan is into anal. Well, it’s time to find out if that’s true.

Shifting my body sideways, I start to lick Vanessa’s asshole, then spit on it, getting it warmed up. While Dan continues pounding away at Vanessa’s pussy, I stick my index finger into my mouth, get it nice and wet, then I slip it into her asshole. Vanessa curses under her breath but in a good way, and she starts bucking back even harder against Dan.

I slip another finger into Vanessa’s asshole and work both of them around, keeping things wet with healthy amounts of saliva. Once Vanessa’s asshole is ready for something larger, I grab ahold of Dan’s cock and slide it out of Vanessa’s pussy.

“What do you think?” I ask Dan, stroking his cock while staring directly into his eyes. “Are you ready to stick that fat cock of yours into Vanessa’s asshole?”

“Fuck yeah,” he says.

“Are you sure?” I say, spitting on his cock. “It’s pretty fucking tight in there.”

“I can handle it,” Dan says, smiling as I continue jerking him off.

“What about you?” I say to Vanessa. “Are you ready for Dan’s hard fucking cock in your ass?”

“I can’t wait,” Vanessa says.

“Then let’s get this show on the road,” I say, taking Dan’s cock in my mouth. I give it a couple of quick pumps with my mouth open wide to get it nice and slippery, then I guide it towards Vanessa’s asshole, which is gaping from the work I did with my fingers.

Gripping the base of Dan’s cock, I place the tip of it against Vanessa’s asshole. Dan takes a deep breath, then pushes his hips forward, forcing his cock into Vanessa’s ass. 

It slides in easily.

Vanessa groans as Dan fucks her asshole. He starts things off slowly, giving her his cock in long strokes. I’m watching closely, my head poised directly above Vanessa’s ass while Dan fucks it.

After half a minute or so, I decide I want a little piece of the action. So I pull Dan’s cock from Vanessa’s asshole and slip it into my mouth. As Dan lets out a low moan, I suck his cock clean of Vanessa’s ass juices while continuing to hold Vanessa’s ass open with one of my hands.

Once Dan’s cock is clean and glistening with my saliva, I let it slip out from between my lips.

“I love the taste of Vanessa’s ass,” I say, smiling up at him, my hand still gripping his cock. “What about you? Do you like fucking it?”

“I love it,” he says.

“Do you want to fuck her ass some more?”

Dan nods.

Laughing softly, I slide his cock back into Vanessa’s asshole, which is still gaping wide.

“Give it to her hard,” I say. “Fuck her ass like you mean it.”

Smiling, Dan obliges. He pushes down on Vanessa’s upper body, forcing her shoulders and head to the floor, which in turn lifts her ass higher up into the air, giving him more leverage and allowing him deeper access to her asshole. Then he starts working Vanessa more aggressively, pumping his cock in and out of her asshole while she bucks back against him, her groans turning into screams of pleasure as he pummels her asshole.  

As I watch intently, my head still on Vanessa’s ass, Dan pulls his cock out of her asshole and guides it towards my mouth.

“Oh, you want some more do you?” I ask, taunting Dan just a bit.

He nods his head.

“Fine,” I say. “But only if you get a little creative. I want to taste Vanessa’s pussy as well as her ass.”

“My pleasure,” Dan says as I take his cock into my mouth.

He pumps my face a couple of times, then pulls it out of my mouth and slips it into Vanessa’s pussy.

Dan gives Vanessa his cock balls-deep in her pussy one single time then pulls it out and sticks it back into my mouth. He then pumps my mouth a single time, giving it to me balls deep also before pulling it back out and returning it to Vanessa’s asshole.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say, getting excited now. “Get nasty with us. Treat us like your little fucksluts.”

One pump in Vanessa’s ass, and Dan’s cock is back to my mouth. Then her pussy again. Then my mouth, giving each a single thrust only before returning to the other.

After a full minute of this, I get the sense that Dan is enjoying himself a bit too much. His face is screwed up in a mask of concentration and he’s holding his breath.

“Do you need a little break?” I ask him.

He nods.

“Then relax for a bit,” I say. “The last thing we want is you cumming too soon.”

Dan takes a deep breath, then steps back, turns around, and drops himself down on the couch.

Vanessa and I climb to our feet and take seats on the couch next to him, me on one side of Dan and Vanessa on the other.

While Dan recovers, Vanessa and I make out, leaning over him to do it, our lips touching a foot or two above his still rock-hard cock.

This goes on for a minute or two before Dan looks like he’s ready to go again.

“What do you think?” I ask Vanessa, breaking off our make-out session for a moment. “Do you think he’s ready to get involved again?”

Vanessa looks at Dan, smiles, then looks back at me and nods. “He looks ready to me.”

“Yeah, me too,” I say. “Do you want to go first, or should I?”

“Why don’t you,” Vanessa says.

“If you insist,” I say. And with that, I take Dan’s cock in my mouth and start sucking on the head of it while jerking off his shaft with my hand. After sucking on just the tip for a bit, I suddenly go all the way down on Dan’s cock, taking the entire thing in my mouth and holding it there for a couple of seconds before coming up for air.

While I take a moment to catch my breath, Vanessa drops her head down and takes Dan’s cock in her mouth.

She too takes him all the way down, deepthroating him for a few seconds before coming up for air herself. While she gasps for breath, I take over, wrapping my lips around Dan’s cock and going down on it.

This goes on for a few minutes, Vanessa and I alternating between each other, one deepthroating Dan while the other one recovers, taking turns like good little sluts until Dan is ready to fuck again.

Once, after holding Dan’s cock deep in my throat until the count of ten, he smacks my ass then puts his hands under my legs and lifts me up off the couch.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, flashing him a dirty smile, messing with him just a bit. “You don’t like us deepthroating your cock?”

“I fucking love it,” Dan says, returning my smile. “A little too much, I think.”

“Ahh, I see. So you want to fuck again, is that it?”

Dan’s smile widens and he nods.

“Fine,” I say with mock annoyance. “But this time it’s my turn to feel that huge cock of yours inside me.”

“By all means,” he says. “Be my guest.”

“I most certainly will,” I say as I throw one leg onto the other side of him, straddling him. “But this time I’m going to ride you instead of the other way around.”

“Fine by me,” he says.

I climb up a bit, putting my feet on the couch and lifting up my knees so I’m squatting over his groin, my soaking wet pussy poised directly above his cock.

Facing Dan, our eyes locked together, I grab ahold of his cock and slide it into my pussy. Then I begin to bounce up and down on his cock, moving slowly and deliberately, taking him balls deep with every thrust and holding him there, deep inside me for a couple of seconds before lifting myself back up to do it all over again.

As I fuck Dan, Vanessa climbs off couch and makes her way down to the floor. Crawling on her hands and knees, she slides in between Dan’s legs and starts licking his balls.

As I continue riding Dan’s cock, I use the mirror to my right to watch Vanessa as she grabs ahold of his sack and pinches it up at the top, right at the base of his shaft, creating a tight little pocket around his balls. Then she takes both of his balls in her mouth and sucks on them.

“Holy fucking shit,” Dan groans, his tone a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“You like that, do you?” I ask him.

He nods emphatically.

Laughing softly, enjoying Dan’s discomfort immensely, I start pounding him harder, impaling myself on his cock, my body slamming down onto to his.

I return my eyes to the mirror to see Vanessa release Dan’s balls from her mouth with a pop. Then she grabs ahold of his cock, slips it out of my pussy and slides it into her mouth.

“That’s right,” I say, looking back at Vanessa. “That’s a good girl. Suck that fucking cock. Clean my juices off of it.

After Vanessa sucks my pussy juices off of Dan’s cock, she spits on my asshole and rubs it in with her fingers.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say. “Get my asshole nice and lubed up and then stick that hard cock inside it.”

Dan holds on to my knees, helping me balance as I reach back and grab ahold of my ass cheeks and spread my asshole wide.

With her hand still gripping Dan’s cock, Vanessa sticks her tongue into my exposed asshole, getting it wet and loosened up. Once it’s ready to go, Vanessa yanks her tongue out of my asshole and replaces it with Dan’s cock.

“Goddammit that feels so fucking good,” I say as his cock fills up my asshole, pressing against the walls of my anus as I sit down on his cock, forcing it deeper inside me.

I move slowly but surely up and down on Dan’s cock, feeling every centimeter of it with every thrust. Barely making a sound except for my labored breathing, I stare directly at him.

“Do you like fucking my asshole?” I say, our faces just inches apart.

“I love it,” he says.

“Do you want me to bounce harder on your cock?”

“Yes please,” he says.

“How hard do you want it?” I ask, still moving slowly against him for now.

“As hard as you can give it to me,” he says.

“Do you think you can take it?” I ask. “I don’t want you cumming too soon. Not before I have a chance to cum.”

“I can take it,” he says.

“We’ll see about that,” I say, grinning evilly. “We’ll just see.”

And with that, I put my hands on his chest for balance and start bouncing a little more quickly, still under complete control but hammering down on him with more force than earlier.

“How’s that?” I ask softly. It’s harder to talk now that I’m breathing so hard. His cock in my ass feels incredible, but I’m not trying to let him know that. I’m trying to maintain as much control as possible for now. But it’s difficult.

“That’s great,” he groans, just as breathless as I am.

“Can you take more?” I ask.

Dan nods.

“Are you sure?” I say.

“Positive,” he breathes.

I don’t believe him, but I’m so close to cumming now that it doesn’t really matter. As long as he can hold out for a few more seconds, I’ll get there.

As Vanessa continues working Dan’s balls, I shift my legs so my shins are on the couch, my body straddling his, and lean forward, putting my tits in his face and allowing myself to grip the back of the couch for more leverage. Dan latches onto one of my nipples with his mouth just as I start to pound away at him with everything I have, letting gravity do the work as I try to pummel him deep into the couch.

His cock feels wonderful as I hammer away at him, taking him all the way inside me with every thrust. I’m getting closer and closer to orgasm with every second, and then when his teeth bite down on my nipple, it takes me over the edge.

“Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!” I scream before tensing up for a moment and then releasing in a flurry of movement as an orgasm racks my body. One of my hands flies down to my clit and rubs away while I cum, sending me into a prolonged tizzy, lasting a good ten seconds before I finally come down.

“Goddammit that felt fucking good,” I say as I lift myself off of Dan’s cock. With my feet still on the couch, I turn around so my ass is facing him. “Now it’s time for Vanessa to have another turn.”

While I’m changing positions, Vanessa sucks Dan’s cock, taking it all the way down her throat and holding it for a couple seconds before releasing it.

“Are you ready to take his nice fat cock in your asshole again?” I say to Vanessa once she’s got her breath back.

“Hell yeah,” she says, smiling.

“Then come on up here,” I say. “And fuck him while he eats my asshole out.”

“My pleasure,” Vanessa says, her smile still wide and excited.

As Vanessa climbs up onto the couch to straddle Dan cowgirl style, I back my ass up until it’s right in his face.

“Now eat my fucking asshole while Vanessa rides your cock with hers,” I say.

Dan does as he’s told, going after my asshole with incredible energy as Vanessa slips his cock into her asshole and starts riding him like an insane cowgirl.

I’m not sure how he’s been able to last this long, but I’m not too concerned. At this rate, it seems like he could go all night, and even if he can’t, he’s already given us more than we could have hoped for coming in. Anything beyond now is simply a bonus.

But I’m not thinking too much about that now as I ride Dan’s face, moving my ass up and down on it so his tongue alternates between my pussy and asshole while Vanessa bounces up and down on his cock.

“That’s right,” I say. “Get that tongue in there. Don’t be afraid. I taste good, I promise.”

Vanessa is smiling widely, obviously enjoying herself. She’s just so damn cute that I can’t keep my hands off her, so I lean forward, grinding my ass further back into Dan’s face, forcing his tongue deeper inside my asshole and allowing me to make out with Vanessa over Dan’s chest.

After trading spit for a bit, I drop my head down and go to work on Vanessa’s glorious tits, licking and sucking at her nipples. Wanting to make sure she’s enjoying herself as much as possible, I also drop my hand down and start rubbing her clit while keeping my lips attached to her nipple.

Sensing that Vanessa is close to cumming and wanting to make sure she gets there before Dan does, I climb down off couch and come around so I’m between Dan’s legs. I pull Dan’s cock out of Vanessa’s asshole and suck on it. Vanessa leans forward and starts making out with Dan, her hands moving over his chest, playing with his nipples.

I let Dan’s cock slide out of my mouth and slip it back into Vanessa, this time putting it in her pussy instead of her ass. She lets out a little moan and then starts bouncing up and down on it.

After just a couple pumps, I pull Dan’s cock out of Vanessa’s pussy and lick her juices from it, then slide it back into her ass. A couple more pumps, and I again pull his cock out of her ass. I deepthroat Dan, then spit the excess saliva onto his cock and jerk him off before slipping his cock back into Vanessa’s pussy.

Vanessa’s breath is rapid and labored but she’s screaming louder and more consistently than ever. And she reaches a whole different level after I stick two fingers into my mouth to get them wet, then slide them into her ass.

I finger-bang Vanessa’s ass while Dan hammers away at her pussy, each of us rising in intensity together, instinctively working as a team to get Vanessa over the top.

“That’s right,” I say, yelling to be heard over Vanessa’s screams and Dan’s labored grunts. “Fuck that cock with your pussy while I finger your ass. Fuck it like you mean it. Like you’re trying to destroy it.”

I can tell Vanessa is close to cumming, but so is Dan, so I decide I need to get her over the edge, and quickly. So I slip a third finger into her ass and jam all of them as far as they will go, filling up her asshole.

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