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NAUGHTY EROTICA VOLUME 12

4 FILTHY TALES

Featuring stories from:

Gina Lane

Misty Rose

Hailey Jameson

Aaron Grimes

 Copyright 2018 by Extreme Publications

EXTREME PUBLICATIONS

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DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only! Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex, dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, femdom, lesbians, threesomes, pegging and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

BANGING A STRANGER BY GINA LANE

FILTHY THREESOME BY MISTY ROSE

FORCING THE ISSUE BY HAILEY JAMESON

PUSHING THE ENVELOPE BY AARON GRIMES


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BANGING A STRANGER

GINA LANE


There’s an impression out in the world that older woman are not only more experienced in bed, but nastier, willing and able to do all sorts of things that most younger woman are unable or unwilling to do. Well, I don’t know for sure if that’s true in all cases, it certainly is in mine.

I’m a 5’10” and 145 pound, 32-year old MILF, with a full-figured, strong but fit body honed by two hours in the gym every day. I’ve got a big but firm ass, wide hips, powerful legs and huge tits which fit my body perfectly, not to mention my attitude.

Men—or boys, as I call most of them, no matter what their age—are a strange lot. Give them a girl with small breasts and they’ll run all over her. But stick some massive tits in their face and they wilt like the insecure little children they all are deep down inside.

Which isn’t to say that I don’t enjoy the company of a good, strong man, because I do. More than the boys that I usually come across, in fact. It’s just that a good man is hard to find these days, especially if you have any standards at all.

But even the strong men need to get knocked down a notch, especially if they don’t generally get to experience that thrill. Which is why they’re so much fun to run roughshod over; they’re more of a challenge. You can grab any poor sap off the street and force him to do your bidding—especially with the way I look—but to take a captain of industry type, a man used to having things done his way, used to being in charge, used to bossing people around, and shove that shit right back into his face? Now that’s F-U-N, fun.

Take Randy, for example.  I met him in a hotel bar by the convention center. He was there for some business conference, and he looked the part of a man in charge. Early forties, expensive suit, perfect hair, well-groomed.

But like all men he was a slave to his cock, and once he got a good look at my tits (which were spilling out of my shirt) it didn’t take more than ten minutes of convincing to get him up to his room.

So there he was, sitting on the couch, still fully clothed, when I came walking out of the bathroom wearing only my bra and panties and four-inch fuck-me pumps, having left my little black dress behind.

“Are you ready to get started?” I asked.

“I can’t wait,” he replied.

“Are you sure you can handle this?” I said, spinning in place, giving him a good look of what I had to offer. And it was a lot. Although I was in great shape, I wasn’t a small girl by any means. “There are many men who can’t.”

“I can handle it,” Randy said.

“We’ll see about that,” I said, walking towards him until I was right above him, standing over him, looking down at him. “We’ll just see.”

And with that, I spread his legs and stepped forward between them until my knees were touching the inside of his thighs. I leaned over as if to kiss him but instead of touching his lips, I stopped a few inches away. He leaned forward to make the connection but I flashed him a wry smile and shook my head and pulled my head away from him.

Standing tall again, I slipped out of my bra, freeing up my tits. They were real and enormous, by far my best feature, almost as large as Randy’s head and still perky as hell.

“Holy fucking shit,” Randy said softly.

“You like my babies, huh?” I asked. Of course he did. All men did. But that didn’t mean I didn’t like to hear them say it.

“I love them,” he said. “They’re gorgeous.”

“Why thank you,” I said. “If you’re a good boy, you may even get to play with them a bit. Would you like that?”

Randy nodded his head like a young boy at Christmas.

Smiling wickedly, I ran my hands up the side of my body, starting at the waist and ending at my tits. Pushing on the outside of them, squeezing my tits together, I stared at Randy, who was still focused solely on at my tits. After giving him a good look at them, I turned around so my fat ass was facing towards him, then sat down on his waist.

Moving in slow circular patterns, I grinded on Randy’s cock, which was trapped under his pants but already rock hard. I leaned back until my body was resting on his chest and my head was lying on his shoulder while my ass still moved against him.

He touched the side of my leg just below my hip but I grabbed ahold of his arm and pushed it away. Looking back at him over my shoulder, I shook my head.

“No, no, no,” I said. “You just keep your hands to yourself for now, mister. Understand?”

Randy nodded his head and let his arms fall to the side.

“That’s better,” I said. I put my hands on his knees for balance and bounced on his groin for half a minute before standing up and turning around to face him.

Bending over at the waist, I leaned in towards Randy and stuck my tits in his face. I grabbed ahold of his head and jammed it into my chest, holding it there, smothering him against my tits while I climbed atop him, straddling his waist.

“There you go,” I said, pulling him into my flesh. “Bury your face in there. Take it like a man.”

Twenty seconds later I relaxed my grip. Randy’s head snapped back and he took a few moments to catch his breath. While he refilled his lungs with air, I leaned back and undid his belt. I slipped it off his waist and wrapped it around his neck, pulling the end through the buckle. I tightened it against his skin but didn’t latch it.

“What is this?” he asked.

“Oh, I’m just taking a little control,” I said, smiling at him. “You don’t mind, do you?”

He shook his head but it seemed a little reluctant. Not that I cared. I was going to do it no matter how he felt about it.

“Thanks, baby,” I said, just to make him feel like he had a say in it.

I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the lips before pulling back. With my hand still gripping the end of the belt, I leaned back, tightening the buckle, pulling the strap taut and flush against Randy’s skin. I stayed in that position for a few seconds, choking him, before leaning forward, removing the pressure against his neck.

As Randy’s breath came back to him, a wide smile spread over his features.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” I asked.

“Actually, I did,” he said.

“That surprises you?”

“A little bit,” he admitted. “Nobody’s ever done that to me before.”

“Do you want me to do it again?”

“Yes, please,” Randy said.

“Gladly,” I replied.

I leaned back again, further this time, pulling on the belt as I did so. It again tightened against his neck, a bit more snugly this time.

As he stared at me with excited eyes, his face starting to turn pink, I grinded against his trapped cock, riding it with my pussy while continuing to hold the belt tight.

Randy’s face turned more and more red as I grinded harder against him and held the belt tight, choking him with it. The look on his face was intense and ultra-excited, even as it went from red to pale. His lips were slighted parted and his breathing was shallow and swift as he searched for air.

My pussy was dripping, leaving marks in his pants as I grinded away, excited by my dominance over him as much as his cock rubbing against my pussy.

It wasn’t until his eyes started to glaze over that I leaned forward, releasing the pressure on his neck and allowing him to breathe.

Randy did so in gasping lurches, his chest heaving and the color pouring back into his face. Smiling widely, he shivered with excitement.

“Wow, you really got into that, didn’t you?” I said.

He nodded vigorously. He looked too excited to speak.

“Maybe a little too much,” I said, laughing softly. “Let’s go back something a little less dangerous, shall we?”

Without waiting for an answer, I released the belt from his neck and leaned forward and guided one of my tits into his mouth.

“There you go,” I said. “Work that fucking nipple until it’s hard.”

Staring up at me, Randy did as I had asked, licking and sucking and biting down on my nipple until it was hard. I popped that tit out of his mouth and turned my body slightly, giving him the other one. He gave it the same treatment.

Once that nipple was as hard as the other one, I backed off.

“You did well,” I said. “Now it’s time for me to return the favor. Would you like that?”

“Very much,” Randy said.

“Yeah, I thought you might,” I said.

Dropping to the floor, I undid Randy’s zipper and slipped his cock out between the newly created hole. Leaving his pants on for the time being, I grabbed ahold of his hard cock, my hand gripping the base of his shaft. I gave the tip a single lick while staring up at Randy.

He shivered. I laughed. Then I dropped down a little further and ran my tongue up the underside of his cock, starting at his balls and ending the tip. I slapped his cock against my tongue a couple of times and then started to blow him proper, wrapping my lips around his cock and dropping my head down on it.

I sucked Randy’s cock like a pro, my mouth and hand working together, getting his cock nice and slippery while maintaining eye contact the whole time. After a minute or two, I released his cock with my hand but continued working it with my mouth, taking it all the way down and holding it in my throat for a couple of seconds before gagging and pulling off.

“My god you’re good at that,” Randy said, smiling down at me.

“You like that?” I asked after taking a few seconds to recover.

“Hell yes,” he replied.

“Then I have a feeling you’ll like this too,” I said.

I sat up a little bit taller, so my massive tits were right in front of his cock, which was still wet and slippery from blowing him. I grabbed ahold of his cock and let saliva drip onto it from my mouth then slid it in between my tits. Gripping the outside of my tits, I squeezed his cock in between them, then started bouncing up and down on it, titty-fucking him.

“Holy fucking shit,” Randy said, laughing under his breath. “That’s amazing.”

“You like that too, do you?” I said while continuing to bounce my tits up and down on his cock.

“I fucking love it,” he said.

“Of course you do,” I said. “I have the perfect tits for fucking.”

“That’s for sure,” Randy said, smiling widely.

“Just wait,” I said. “It gets even better.”

And with that, I increased the intensity, smashing my tits on his groin before coming back up. My tits were so big that they were engulfing his cock. Only the tip was visible and only for a moment when I was at the absolute lowest point.

I titty-fucked Randy for more than two full minutes before he let out a groan and pulled back, forcing his cock out from between my tits. He had a strained look on his face and was grasping his cock tightly in his hand.

“It felt too good, huh?” I asked, smiling wickedly up at him.

“It sure did,” he said. “Another few seconds and I would have cum.”

“Well, we don’t want that,” I said. “Not yet, at least.”

“No we don’t,” he replied.

“What about something else?” I asked. “Do we have to take a break from everything? Or just titty-fucking?”

“Just titty-fucking,” Randy said.

“Good,” I replied. “Then stand up.”

He did so.

“Now take off all your clothes,” I said.

Randy did that too.

“Perfect,” I said, scooting forward until my head was right underneath his cock. “Now just relax and try not to enjoy this too much.”

“I’ll do what I can,” he said as I grabbed ahold of his cock and started jerking him off while my mouth went to work on his balls. I licked his sack and then took his balls in my mouth, sucking on one of them for a little bit before switching over to the other while he moaned and groaned above me.

It wasn’t long before I was blowing him again, my head moving back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. He started to get into it too, thrusting his hips forward and back, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth with every pump, giving me an idea.

“Do me a favor,” I said, pulling his cock out of my mouth for a moment.

“Anything,” he replied.

“Take control. Do what you want to me.”

“Gladly,” Randy said, smiling wider.

So he took more control, pulling back, forcing his cock from my mouth then grabbing ahold of it and slapping the head of it against my cheek a couple times. Gripping a handful of my hair, he turned my head sideways and slid his cock into my mouth, pushing it in until the tip was pressing against the inside of my cheek hard enough to force it to stick out, making me look like a squirrel storing a nut. He smacked my cheek with his hand a couple of times before sliding his cock back out.

Still grasping my hair, he shifted my head until I was facing him straight on. Then he slipped his cock into my mouth once again. Grabbing the back of my head with both hands, Randy continued pressing his hips forward, forcing me to deepthroat him. Once his entire cock has disappeared into my mouth, he held my head in place, my nose pushing up against his abdomen, my chin smashed up against his ballsack. He held me there until I started to gag and cough before letting me go.

After I’d caught my breath, Randy helped my to my feet and led me back to the couch. He sat down while I slipped out of my panties. Then I climbed onto the couch next to him, turning sideways so both my knees were on the couch and my head was right above his groin.

Sitting perpendicular to him, my ass sticking up in the air just to his right, I dropped down and took his cock in my mouth. He reached over and slapped my ass, then ran his hand around and slid two fingers into my wet pussy.

While I sucked Randy’s cock, he banged away at my pussy. Groaning, I attacked his cock with more aggression, bouncing my head up and down, matching his intensity.

We continued working each other faster and faster until both were ready to blow. At that point, Randy pulled his fingers out of my pussy and I lifted my head off his cock.

“Enough messing around,” Randy said. “It’s time to get to fucking.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” I said.

I climbed to my feet and put my feet on the floor in between Randy’s spread legs, my ass facing him. Then I squatted down, guiding my pussy onto his cock, which was sticking straight up into the air, rock hard. Once his cock was inside of me, I didn’t waste any time, bouncing up and down on him quickly, giving him my entire weight at the bottom of every thrust.

“Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” I said, turning my upper body to look back at him. “Do you like it when I bounce on your cock?”

“I fucking love it,” he said.

“Do you want me to do it harder?”

Randy nodded enthusiastically.

So I gave Randy what he wanted, impaling myself on his cock, hammering away at him without mercy. Repaying me for my aggression, Randy slapped my ass repeatedly, but that only served to fuel my intensity.

As I slammed myself down onto him even harder, Randy slid his hand up to one of my huge tits and started smacking away at it. This didn’t slow me down either, however. If anything, it sped me up, turning me on so much that I bounced atop him harder than ever before.

A short time later, Randy grabbed ahold of my arms and yanked them backwards, locking my elbows out and pinning my arms together at the wrist.

With my arms trapped behind me, I was forced to slows things down. Randy pushed up on my wrists, putting more pressure on my elbows, forcing my to lean forward. I stopped bouncing on his cock but continued grinding against it, my ass moving forward and back, shifting the angle of his cock constantly.

A few seconds later, Randy released my arms but grabbed ahold of my hair and yanked down, lifting my chin to the ceiling and arching my spine backwards.

“Holy fucking shit!” I moaned. Pulling my hair always excited the hell out of, and as wound up as I already was, it put me over the top. I gasped in pleasure and stopped moving against him as a harsh orgasm ripped through me. After it passed, I just sat atop him for a couple of seconds, his cock planted deep inside my pussy.

“I take it you like getting your hair pulled?” Randy said.

“Fuck yes,” I replied, still recovering.

“I’ll keep that in mind for later,” Randy said. He released my hair and lifted myself off of him.

I turned around and bent over at the waist and took his cock in my mouth and sucked my pussy juices off of it.

“I love the taste of my pussy,” I said.

Randy laughed and shook his head. “And I love how filthy you are,” he said.

I raised my eyebrows a couple times in succession, then climbed back onto the couch and straddled him, cowgirl-style. Leaning forward, I stuck my tits in his face. Randy latched on to one of them with his mouth while I guided his cock into my pussy. Once it was inside me again, I started bouncing on his cock, moving more slowly than before so he could continue sucking on my tits without any problem.

After I’d bounced atop his cock for a bit, Randy grabbed ahold my hips, holding me in place while he lifted his hips up and down repeatedly, slamming his cock deep inside of my pussy.

With my hands free to do other things, I took advantage, sticking my middle finger in my mouth to get it lubed up, then reaching back and sliding it in my asshole.

“Holy shit,” I said as I slid my finger in and out of my asshole while Randy continued hammering away at my pussy. He was groaning and his breath was ragged and his face screwed up with intense effort. Seeing him so into it got me off again, brought me right to the edge of orgasm.

I hammered down into Randy one final time and held my body there, his cock planted deep in my pussy, my finger knuckle-deep in my asshole. My eyes were turned up to the ceiling as my body tensed for a moment. I bit down on my bottom lip, my face screwed tight, holding my breath for a moment before I let it out with a burst and a low guttural moan. My body quivered for a moment as another orgasm slammed through me.

Still sitting on his cock, I pulled my finger from my asshole and stuck it in my mouth. Looking down on Randy, our eyes locked together, I sucked my ass juices off my finger until it was clean.

“Do you like watching me suck my ass juices off my finger?” I asked.

Randy nodded. “It turns me on.”

“Yeah?” I said. “You like assholes, do you?”

“Very much so,” he said.

“Do you want to taste mine?”

“Yes please.”

“Okay,” I said. “But first you need to work my pussy with your tongue for a bit.”

“I’d love to,” he said.

I climbed off of Randy and laid down on the couch next to him, lying lengthwise, my pussy right in front of him. Smiling widely, Randy turned to face me, grabbed my legs and spread them wide. Then he dropped his head down and buried his face in my pussy.

Randy went to town, licking my snatch enthusiastically, flicking his tongue all around, then sliding it deep into me.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Just like that. Bury that tongue in my pretty pussy. Eat my snatch like you mean it.”

And he did, pushing his face harder against me, jamming his tongue deeper inside me. I decided to help him out, so I reached down, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him towards me, smashing his face against my pussy.

I held them there, smothering him with my flesh while he continued to explore my insides with his tongue. After half a minute, I released his head, giving him a chance to breathe. While he caught his breath, I threw my legs back and hooked my arms underneath them to keep them in place, opened wide to him.

Now you can taste my asshole,” I said, giving him a nasty look.

“My pleasure,” he replied.

After a couple of deep breaths,  Randy dove back in. He did as he was told, going straight for my asshole. With his hands on my ass cheeks, holding them wide, he ran  his tongue around my anus in circles, getting it nice and wet with his saliva. While I groaned in pleasure, he slipped the tip of his tongue into my asshole. Keeping it rigid, he slid his tongue in and out of my asshole, forcing it deeper and deeper, opening me up wider with every pass.

I closed my eyes and looked up towards the ceiling and moaned in pleasure, loving every second of it as Randy worked my asshole with his tongue. But I needed more. Luckily, he gave it to me.

Now that my asshole was opened up, Randy replaced his tongue with two fingers. They slid in a little way, but my asshole was still a little too tight. So I started rubbing my clit, which relaxed me even more and opened my asshole up wider, allowing Randy to slide his fingers nearly all the way inside my asshole without much resistance at all.

“That’s it, that’s it,” I said. “Fuck my asshole with those fingers. Get me all nice and warmed up and ready for your cock.”

Randy did just that, working his fingers in and out of my asshole, moving them slowly but surely, spitting on them occasionally to keep everything nice and wet. Eventually he slid his fingers all the way inside my asshole until they disappeared completely. Holding them there, deep in my asshole, he explored my insides with his fingers.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I cried in joy, completely getting off on his fingers deep in my asshole. And then he turned things up a notch, getting me even more excited.

With his free hand Randy slapped my ass a couple of times, then once again started licking my pussy. Working my asshole with his fingers and my pussy with his tongue, Randy took me to new heights, my legs quivering, my body shucking and jiving as I unleashed a string of obscenities.

My body tensed up for a moment, then released in a vast, extreme shudder that lasted a full five seconds, drenching his face with my juices as I came for the third time.

“Enough, enough, enough!” I said once my orgasm had passed. “It’s time to fuck my asshole with that big cock of yours.”

Smiling ruefully, Randy yanked his fingers out of my asshole and pulled his tongue out of my pussy and stood up. While I continued holding my legs back, he wasted no time in sliding his rock-hard cock into my pretty little asshole.

My breath caught in my throat as Randy entered me. His cock barely fit in my asshole, forcing him to take things slow, giving me his cock centimeter by centimeter, barely moving against me.

Leaning forward just a bit, he slid the fingers that were in my pussy into my mouth. Once I’d sucked them dry, he switched hands, giving my the fingers that were in my ass. These he pushed deep into my mouth, causing my to gag and cough.

Hearing me struggle with his fingers must have given him an idea, as shortly afterwards, he slipped his cock out of my pussy and climbed up onto the couch. Standing above me with his feet on the seat cushions, pinning my legs back by my head, he slid his cock into my mouth.

Holding my head against the back of the couch with his hands, Randy face-fucked me, slamming his entire cock into my mouth in fast, deep strokes, jamming it deep into my throat, the look on his face one of pure joy and pleasure.

Randy slammed his cock into my mouth a few more times then held it there, his cock planted deep in my throat. I deepthroated him for almost fifteen seconds before gagging, and once I did, he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“Fuck my asshole like you mean it,” I said to him. “Do with me whatever you please.”

A wry smile flashed over Randy’s lips. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I intend to.”

Still holding my ankles, Randy pushed my legs further back, tilting my body backwards, lifting my ass further up off the couch, then shifted his hips until the tip of his cock was touching my asshole.

I could see him struggle with his positioning, so I grabbed ahold of his cock, gripping the base to keep it in place, allowing him to slide it into my asshole without using his hands, which he did. A deep, animalistic sound escaped from my mouth as his cock slowly made its way into my asshole.

The pleasure was so great I could no longer even form words. I just moaned and groaned and yelped and screamed and tried to urge him on as much as possible.

Randy worked his cock halfway in before letting up on the pressure, sliding it back a bit before moving forward again. He continued giving my only half of his cock at a time, taking things slowly, giving my a chance to loosen up.

I ran my hand down my stomach and slipped two fingers into my pussy to help things along. I started rubbing furiously at my clit while Randy continued to jam his cock deeper into my ass.

The attention I was paying to my pussy helped me relax and opened my asshole up further to accept even more of his cock.

Randy took advantage, planting it three quarters of the way inside me before pulling back. I started hammering away at my pussy with more aggression, which relaxed my asshole even more.

“Fuck my asshole like you mean it,” I said to him, able to find words once again. “Force your fucking cock in there. I can take it.”

Randy did as I’d asked, forcing his cock all the way inside my asshole, giving it to my balls-deep. After holding it there for a few seconds, my asshole loosened up and Randy started increasing the speed, pumping my ass without limitations.

 “That’s it, that’s it!” I screamed. “Fuck my tight little asshole. Pound me with that huge cock of yours!”

Randy did, giving me his entire cock from tip to base, fucking me with a good pace but not really laying into me yet. I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and brought them to my mouth. Then I sucked them dry, looking directly at him while I did so. But I wanted to taste something more than just my pussy.

“Pull that fat cock out of my asshole and stick it in my mouth,” I said. “I want to taste my asshole. I want to suck my ass juices off your cock.”

His smile widening, Randy pumped my ass a couple more times before sliding his cock out of my asshole and climbing up the couch until his cock was right in front of my face. I opened my mouth to accept Randy’s cock and he slid it in, holding his body relatively still while I licked his cock clean of my ass juices.

Once that was done, I took his cock further into my mouth, deepthroating him yet again, this time on my own.

A good ten seconds later I pulled off. Randy’s cock was glistening with my saliva as he climbed back down off couch.

I hooked my arms around my legs and rolled back on the couch until all my weight was on my shoulders and my ass was sticking up in the air. Bending down, Randy grabbed ahold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide and slid his tongue into my asshole, pushing it in as far as it would go.

As I moaned and shimmied beneath him, Randy bounced his face up and down, forcing his tongue further and further into my asshole. I grabbed ahold of one of my tits and stuck the nipple into my mouth and sucked on it while squeezing the other one with my fingers.

Randy slapped me on the ass with both hands, hard enough to make me flinch, and pulled his tongue out of my asshole. He slipped his fingers into it again, this time giving me three of them to loosen me up even further. After slamming all three fingers deep into my asshole a few times, he was ready to head into the final stretch.

Randy put one foot up on the couch, grabbed ahold of his cock and slid it into my asshole. He then put his other foot onto the couch, giving him a better angle to pound my asshole. Leaning forward he grabbed on to the back of the couch and used it for leverage as he slammed his cock in and out of my asshole.

As I moaned repeatedly beneath him, Randy pummeled my ass, giving my his entire weight at the bottom end of every thrust, eliciting a heavy grunt from me every time.

“Fuck me like you’re trying to break me in half!” I screamed, trying to help him achieve orgasm. “Punish my asshole! Punish it!”

Randy hammered away at me, his balls slapping up against my ass, my body being driven further into the couch. I was screaming loudly now, my expression undoubtedly reflecting the perfect combination of discomfort and pleasure that I was feeling as he fucked my ass.

Randy must have been feeling that perfect combination too, as he pounded me a couple more times before his body tensed up for a moment and his cock released his sperm deep in my ass. Even as he came, Randy continued fucking me, forcing every last bit of his cum from his cock before lifting his body up off of me and letting his cock slide out of my asshole.

Feeling particularly nasty, I decided to blow Randy’s mind. I rolled off my back and squatted on the couch. With my ass right above the leather cushions, I waited for his cum to drip out of my asshole.

Ten seconds later, a couple drops fell onto the couch cushion. Now that the seal had been broken, I decided to help matters along. I slid two fingers into my ass and worked them around in little circles with trying to push it out with my abdominal muscles. Ten seconds later, it worked, as a stream of white sperm drained out my asshole, creating a little reservoir on the couch.

Once my asshole was completely empty of Randy’s cum, I bent over until my mouth was directly above the pool of white sperm, mere centimeters away. Then I stuck my tongue out and licked up the sperm, using my fingers to help get all of it into my mouth.

After I had all of Randy’s cum in my mouth, I tilted my head back so my eyes were facing the ceiling and swallowed his cum that had just been in my asshole mere seconds before. Looking over at Randy’s shocked face, I gave him a wink.

He laughed softly and shook his head. I’d blown his mind, which was my intent all along. Ahh, I loved my life.

 

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FILTHY THREESOME

MISTY ROSE


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.

It’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.

“Sounds like a great idea to me,” he replies with a smile.

“I thought it might,” Tory says.

She grabs a handful of Eric’s hair and pulls him off Jasmine, standing him up. Then she drops to her knees and joins Jasmine, who has turned to face Eric.

Now he’s standing over both Jasmine and Tory, looking down on them as they start kissing inches away from his cock, their tongues moving inside each other’s mouths, filling him with anticipation of what’s to come.

Jasmine breaks off the kiss and turns her mouth towards Eric’s cock. She slips the tip of it into her mouth and starts sucking. Meanwhile, Tory has shifted her body so she’s facing sideways, her mouth perpendicular to his cock. While Jasmine sucks on the head of his cock Tory slides her lips up and down his shaft, leaving it glossy with spit in their wake.

Pretty soon Jasmine joins her, turning so she’s facing Tory on the other side of  Eric’s cock. She too starts running her lips up and down his shaft, both of the girls working in unison, both looking up at him while they coat his cock with saliva.

They pause for a moment, each halfway down his cock, their lips touching, their tongues flicking against each other on the underside of his cock as they make out while his cock is fixed between them.

Tory is the one to break this up, moving her body back around so she’s facing his cock head-on. Maintaining eye contact the whole time, she takes his cock in her mouth and begins to blow him proper.

Jasmine meanwhile slips in between them and slides down until she’s underneath Eric’s body. She plays with his balls for a few seconds then takes them both in her mouth, sucking on them and jiggling them around with her tongue while Tory continues blowing him.

Gagging sounds come from Tory’s mouth as she pumps his cock, taking it all the way down her throat with every thrust, her hair flying everywhere while her head moves back and forth against him. And then she’s holding Eric’s cock in her throat, all the way down, deepthroating him, her nose pressed up against his stomach.

At the same time, Jasmine is pulling down on his sack, his balls in her mouth, tightening his skin and seriously increasing his sensitivity.

“Holy fuck,” Eric moans. He’s not sure how much longer he can take both girls working his cock so aggressively.

Luckily, the girls seem to sense the same thing, as Tory pulls her mouth off his cock just as Jasmine pops his balls from her mouth.

Giggling, they swap spit for a few seconds, making out right beneath his cock while he looks down, shaking his head in amazement, a smile fixed upon his lips.

“Okay, enough of the bullshit,” Jasmine says, standing up. “It’s my turn to take charge.” She grabs a handful of Tory’s hair and hauls her to her feet, just to shove her down onto the couch. Tory sprawls onto it, lengthwise, lying on her back.

Pointing her finger at Tory, Jasmine says, “You, grab your ankles and pull your legs up by your head.”

Tory nods and does as she’s told without hesitation. Her entire attitude has flipped, just like that, from dominant to submissive. Her eyes are wide and her face is fixed in an expression of deference.

Jasmine turns so she’s facing Tory’s pussy, climbs onto the couch, positions herself directly over Tory’s face, and sits down, dropping her pussy right onto Tory’s mouth. Then she turns and points to Eric. “You, come over her and start fucking her.”

Smiling, Eric does as he’s told too, finding that being ordered around by Jasmine exponentially increases his excitement level.

He positions one of his knees on the couch and slips his cock into Tory’s waiting, gaping, dripping wet pussy. It slides in without resistance.

Eric gives Tory his whole cock, pushing it all the way inside her, balls deep. Tory’s pussy is snug, tighter than Jasmine’s but not too tight that he’s in danger of cumming anytime soon. And it’s so wet and slippery that Eric only has to pump it a few times before it loosens up enough for him to start slamming into her.

And slam Tory he does, giving it to her more aggressively with every thrust.

Jasmine has a hold of Tory’s ankles and is holding them up near her shoulders, tilting Tory’s body upward so that Eric’s cock rubs against her clit with every pump.

Tory is making a ton of noise but most of it is muffled by Jasmine’s pussy.

Jasmine isn’t exactly being quiet either, but her moans are softer, more subdued, as she grinds her pussy into Tory’s face.

“Give it to her, Eric,” Jasmine says, her eyes locked on his. “Give it to her good. Fuck that filthy little slut with everything you’ve got.”

So he does, shifting his body to get more leverage and hammering Tory with all the energy he can muster. He grabs onto her amazing tits and gropes them while he fucks her, heightening not only his excitement but apparently Tory’s too, as another round of screaming escapes from underneath Jasmine’s pussy.

“There you go,” Jasmine says as Eric continues fucking Tory.

Jasmine reaches back and grabs ahold of Tory’s head and pulls her face upwards, smashing it into her pussy and holding it there, muffing Tory’s cries even further. Jasmine’s head turns towards the ceiling and her eyes eyelids flutter and a short, deep moan escapes from her throat as she rides the wave of orgasm.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” she says, releasing Tory’s head, once again allowing her dark-haired friend to breathe.

Figuring they’re about to switch positions again, Eric stops moving against Tory for the moment. Leaving his cock inside her, he bends down and goes to work on Tory’s tits, licking and sucking and biting on her nipples.

 But Jasmine doesn’t leave her perch upon Tory’s face. She grabs a handful of Eric’s hair and lifts his head so their faces are mere centimeters apart. She sticks her tongue in Eric’s mouth and explores the inside for a moment, then breaks off the kiss.

“Bring your cock up here,” she says. “I want to taste Tory’s pussy.”

Using the back of the couch for support, Eric climbs to his feet, standing on the cushions.

Jasmine grabs ahold of his cock (which is gleaming from Tory’s pussy) and slides it into her mouth. She sucks his cock, cleaning it of Tory’s juices, her hand and mouth working in unison as she takes his cock all the way down her throat.

Eric looks down at Jasmine. Something about the ways she’s looking at him while  deepthroating him and sitting on Tory’s face combined with Tory’s perfect tits visible below Jasmine lithe, tight body causes him to almost lose his load.

He quickly pulls his cock out of Jasmine’s mouth and holds it tight, right at the base, hoping to stave off cumming at least for a little while longer.

Jasmine is looking up at him with an amused little smile on her face. She’s knows exactly what just happened.

“Close call?” she says, more to rib him about it than anything else.

“Real close,” Eric says. He takes a deep breath and holds it for a moment, then lets it out. The moment passes.

“Better now?” Jasmine asks.

“Much,” he replies.

Jasmine doesn’t waste any time. She spits on his cock and starts jerking him off, her eyes still locked on his. “So, do you like Tory’s tits?” she asks.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to fuck them?”

He nods.

Jasmine wraps her lips around his cock and slams it into her mouth a few times until she’s gagging on it. Then she pulls her mouth off his cock, positions her head directly over Tory’s chest and lets the gathered spit drip from her mouth right onto Tory’s tits, creating a little reservoir of saliva between the two of them.

“There you go,” Jasmine says. “Have fun with them. But don’t cum yet. I need your cock inside me again before the night’s done.”

Smiling, Eric gives Jasmine a little peck on the cheek and then drops down, straddling Tory’s chest, one leg on each side. His raging cock is sitting in the slot directly between Tory’s two perfect tits, as if they were created specifically to house a cock between them.

Tory been in this situation many times before; she knows exactly what’s going on. She presses her tits together without being told, making his cock disappear behind them.

Eric starts pumping his hips forward and back, watching as the tip of his cock pops out from behind Tory’s tits at the top of every thrust. Jasmine’s saliva serving as a perfect lubricant, slick enough to allow his cock to glide along Tory’s skin without catching but not so slick that he slips out the top.


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