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  TOXIC FILTH

  4 DIRTY STORIES

  Featuring stories from:

  Scotty Diggler

  JT Holland

  Rickie Sheen

  Dirk Rockwell

  Copyright 2016 by AE Publications

  AE 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, 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

  TOP SHELF COUGAR BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

  ROUGHER THAN EVER BY JT HOLLAND

  TWO FILTHY SLUTS BY RICKIE SHEEN

  A VERY KINKY GIRL BY DIRK ROCKWELL

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  TOP SHELF COUGAR

  COUGAR TALES: VOLUME THREE

  SCOTTY DIGGLER

  Billy Jackson was embarrassed. He didn’t know what to do. A couple hours ago he’d called a number given to him by a friend, and now, at eight o’clock in the evening, he was standing in a hotel room next to a gorgeous cougar wearing high heels and a little purple dress that left very little to the imagination.

  She’d said her name was Sandra and she was a tall, stunning brunette with an incredible body; rock hard from head to toe, tan skin, long, shapely legs, toned arms, and enormous tits.

  Sandra was a little older than Billy had been expecting, probably in her early-thirties, a good 8-10 years older than him. Not that he minded. In fact, an older woman was exactly what he needed right now. Someone to take charge, to show him the ropes. That was what this whole night was about anyhow.

  “Is this the first time you’ve done something like this?” Sandra asked.

  Billy nodded. Then he realized that she might not have been asking what he’d thought she was. “Not my first time having sex,” he added hastily, “Just my first time with a—”

  “Escort?” Sandra asked.

  “Yeah,” he replied.

  “And that makes you uncomfortable?”

  “A little bit.”

  “It’s not that big of a deal,” she said. “Just pretend like you picked me up in a bar or something. You’ve done that before, right?”

  “Not exactly,” he said.

  “What about a party or a concert, something like that? Have you ever gone home with a woman after a night on the town?”

  Billy shook his head.

  Sandra offered him a little smile laced with pity. “How many times have you had sex?”

  He shrugged. “Fifteen, twenty times maybe. Something like that.”

  “Let me guess,” Sandra said. “All with the same girl?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Your girlfriend, I assume?”

  “My ex-girlfriend,” Billy said.

  “Gotcha,” Sandra said. “And what kind of sex are we talking about here?”

  “Just the basics,” he said.

  “What does that mean to you exactly? I’m guessing your idea of the basics is far different from mine.”

  Billy shrugged again. “I don’t know. Missionary, mostly,” he said, his tone reflecting his discomfort at talking openly about his sex life, or lack thereof.

  “What about blow jobs?” Sandra asked.

  “Not really,” he said, blushing just a hair. “Once or twice, and only for a short time. Thirty seconds each, maybe.”

  “Did you give you hand jobs? Jerk you off?”

  “Sometimes,” Billy said.

  “Did you ever give her anal sex?”

  His face turned bright red from embarrassment. “No. She said didn’t like it.”

  “What about your fingers?” Sandra asked. “Did you ever use them on her? Play with her pussy, rub her clit, anything like that?”

  “A few times,” he said. “Just to get her warmed up.”

  Sandra laughed under her breath and shook her head.

  “What?” Billy said.

  “Nothing,” she replied. “I just feel bad for you, that’s all.”

  “Why?”

  “Because your girlfriend was such a prude,” Sandra said. “Okay, so a few more questions and then we can get started.”

  “Okay,” Billy said.

  “What about porn?” she asked.

  “What about it?”

  “Do you ever watch it?”

  Billy shrugged. “Occasionally,” he said, his embarrassment growing even further. He looked down at the floor, unable to meet her eyes.

  “Hardcore stuff?” Sandra asked.

  His eyes flashed up in annoyance. “What difference does it make?”

  “I’m just trying to get a feel for how much you know, what you’re aware of, so I don’t make you uncomfortable,” she said. “I want you to have a good time, you know. That’s kind of my job description.”

  “Assume I don’t know anything at all,” he said. “Because I feel like I don’t.”

  “Fair enough,” Sandra said. She took a couple steps towards Billy until she was standing right in front of him, their bodies practically touching. “So here’s what we’ll do. Imagine that ten minutes ago, we were at a bar. You were standing there, having a drink, when I came up to you.”

  Her voice changed, grew infinitely more sexy, soft and throaty. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear: “You’re fucking gorgeous. I’d love to take you back to my hotel room and ravish you.”

  Billy took a deep breath. He tried to swallow but his throat was suddenly dry. He knew Sandra was just playing a role, but she was so convincing that it didn’t matter. Even though he knew better, on some level he thought her words actually reflected her feelings.

  “Just follow my lead,” Sandra said, still whispering seductively, her tone dripping need and desire. “I’ll take care of you, big boy. I’ll take you places you’ve never been before.”

  “Okay,” Billy managed to squeak out, his entire body tingling with excitement as she took his hand and led him to the couch.

  Once they reached the couch, Sandra turned Billy around so his back was towards it, then give him a little push, dropping him onto the cushions. She spread his legs apart, stepped in between them, and pulled her dress over her head, revealing her huge, natural breasts in all their glory. The only thing left on her body was her black g-string and 3-inch fuck-me pumps.

  Billy took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm himself. His cock was hard just from looking at her. It was pressing up against his jeans painfully.

  Looking down at him, her face deadly serious, Sandra grab ahold of her tits and started groping herself, rubbing her nipples and squeezing them to get them hard. She cupped her hand beneath one of her tits and brought it up towards her mouth and started sucking on the nipple.

  “Do you like these tits?” Sandra said.

  Billy nodded. There was no way he could talk right now.

  “Do you want to taste them?”

  Billy nodded again.

  Sandra climbed onto the couch, straddling Billy’s groin. He sucked in his breath quickly and bit down on his bottom lip. Just the pressure of her ass on his dick was almost enough to make h
im cum.

  “A little bit jumpy, huh?” Sandra said.

  “Yeah,” Billy said softly, barely more than a whisper.

  “That’s okay. When you’re ready to cum just let it go. It doesn’t matter how soon.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Positive,” Sandra said. “There’s nothing wrong with expending one bullet early. In fact, it’s a good thing.”

  “How can that possibly be a good thing?” Billy asked.

  “Because it takes a lot of pressure off,” she replied. “Which makes it easier to last longer the second time around.”

  “There’s going to be a second time?”

  “There’s going to be as many as you can handle,” Sandra said. “You paid for a full hour and that’s what you’re going to get. You can cum as many times as you want.”

  “Really?” Billy said.

  “Really,” she said. “Now let’s get on with it. We’re wasting time here.”

  Sandra leaned forward and stuck her tits in Billy’s face. She shook her chest from side to side, bouncing her tits off his head a few times before guiding one of her nipples into his mouth.

  Billy sucked on Sandra’s hard nipple like a baby while she slowly moved her ass back and forth, grinding on his cock, which was still trapped beneath his jeans but pressing hard against the denim.

  Sandra switched things up, giving Billy her other nipple and grinding on his cock more forcefully. His breath rate increased immediately, as did the force in which he went after Sandra’s nipple.

  Despite Sandra telling him not to worry about how long he lasted before cumming, Billy was holding on as best he could. He was just too used to being done after his first orgasm.

  But Sandra was having none of it. She could sense how far along Billy was and was determined to finish him off. She pulled her nipple from between his lips, then leaned in and stuck her tongue in his mouth and started to explore.

  As Billy returned her kiss, Sandra started riding his cock, moving her ass forward and back against it and bouncing up and down on it. His hands slipped down and grabbed her ass cheeks and held on for dear life as she rode him harder and harder, bringing him right to the point of explosion.

  A soft gasping sound escape from Billy’s mouth and his body tensed up for just a moment then released, sending his sperm shooting out of his cock and creating a big wet spot on his jeans. His ejaculation was followed by an immediate sense of disappointment, which was plain on his face.

  “What’s the matter?” Sandra asked. She was still sitting on his lap but had stopped grinding on him after he came.

  Billy shrugged. “I just feel, I don’t know, lame. Embarrassed.”

  “For what? Cumming so quickly?”

  He nodded sheepishly.

  “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Sandra said. “You did exactly what I told you to.”

  “I know,” Billy said. “But still, it just doesn’t feel right. I don’t know if I’ll be able to even get it up again.”

  “Don’t worry, that part won’t be a problem at all.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Trust me,” Sandra said. “I know what I’m doing.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Sandra leaned in and gave Billy a little kiss on the cheek then climbed off of him and dropped down to her knees on the floor, her body between his legs. She undid his belt, his top button, and his zipper, then pulled his jeans off, followed by his boxers.

  Billy’s cock was no longer hard but it was still chubby. Sandra grabbed a hold of it and slapped it against her cheek a couple of times then took it in her mouth.

  Billy let out a shocked little gasp. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting to happen next but he knew it wasn’t that. Much to his surprise he could feel his cock already growing harder as Sandra blew him.

  Sandra worked his cock gently at first, sucking on the head while slowly working his shaft with her hand, staring up at him, her eyes locked on his entire time. As Billy’s cock got harder and harder, she gradually worked her lips further and further down his shaft until she was taking it halfway every time, her hand no longer in the mix.

  Once Billy’s cock was back to the point it had been before cumming the first time—rock-hard and sticking straight up—Sandra started mixing things up. She pulled her mouth off his cock and ran her tongue along the underside of it, licking it from his balls to the tip, maintaining eye contact all the while.

  “See?” Sandra said, smiling up at him. “I told you getting hard again wouldn’t be a problem.”

  “You were right,” Billy said.

  “I always am,” she said before going back to work on his cock, this time going after it with more intensity.

  As Billy looked on with amazement, Sandra took his whole cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in fast, rhythmic pumps while her hand massaged his balls.

  After blowing Billy without pause for half a minute, Sandra dropped her head down one last time, but instead of pulling back up she held it there, deepthroating him with ease.

  She held his cock in her throat for at least 10 seconds before pulling her head back and letting it slide out of her mouth.

  “Holy shit,” Billy said, laughing under his breath.

  “You liked that, did you?”

  “I fucking loved it.”

  “Then you’re going to love this too,” she said.

  Sandra sat a little bit higher up, so her tits were practically touching Billy’s cock. She gathered up some saliva and spit it on his cock and worked it in with her hand, getting it all nice and slippery. Then she leaned forward and stuck his cock between her tits, squeezing them tight.

  “Oh my God,” Billy moaned as she started bouncing on his cock. “That feels so fucking good.”

  “I told you you’d like it,” Sandra said, smiling up at him.

  “And you were right again,” he said.

  “Of course I was,” she said.

  Sandra titty-fucked him like she’d done it hundreds of times—which she undoubtedly had—constantly letting saliva drip from her mouth, keeping things slick enough that his cock glided perfectly along her skin.

  Squeezing her tits tighter together, Sandra bounced up and down with more and more speed, the bottom of her tits smacking the top of his legs with a fleshy sound at the tail end of every thrust.

  Billy watched, mesmerized as the tip of his cock poked out from behind her tits, practically touching the bottom of her chin, only to disappear again a half second later as she continued titty-fucking him.

  Billy was shocked to feel another feel another orgasm coming on. He never even come twice in one day before, let alone within minutes of each other. He still had a little ways to go, but it wouldn’t be long at all before he got there.

  As if able to read his mind, Sandra released his cock from between her tits. But instead of giving him a chance to gather himself, she immediately popped the head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking on it while her hand worked his shaft.

  It wasn’t long before she was taking his cock halfway down, her head bouncing up and down more quickly while her hand released the shaft of his cock and wandered down to play with his balls.

  Looking up at Billy the whole time, Sandra went after his cock with more urgency, making his cock completely disappear with every pump, her hair flying everywhere while wet, gagging sound escaped from her throat and her fingers gently caressed his balls.

  Billy realized he was about to cum and tried to pull away.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” Sandra asked, letting his cock slip out of her mouth and grabbing ahold of it with her hand.

  “I’m trying to take a little break before I cum again,” Billy said.

  “What’s wrong with cumming again?” Sandra said, taking a moment to run her tongue up the underside of his cock before continuing. “Sometimes expending two bullets is better than one. Especially for someone as wound up as you are.”

  “But I haven’t
even got to fuck you yet,” Billy said.

  “Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time for that,” Sandra smacked his cock against her cheek a couple of times. “We’ve still got more than half an hour left.”

  “But I’ll know if I’ll be able to get it up a third time.”

  “You will,” Sandra said. “I guarantee it. Now just sit back and relax and let me do my thing.”

  She scooted her legs back, giving Billy a better view of her plump, round ass and dropping her head a little further down. Then she took his balls in her mouth and started to suck on them while her hand stroked his cock.

  “Oh, all right,” Billy said, giving in to her demands. “If you insist.”

  Sandra played with his balls for a little while, licking and gurgling them, taking them both in her mouth and pulling down on his sack while she continued jerking him off, tightening his skin and increasing the sensitivity.

  “Holy shit,” Billy said, his entire body on edge, his hands curled up into fists. “I don’t know how much more I can handle.”

  Taking this as a cue, Sandra released his balls with her mouth and went back to blowing him proper, her lips moving up and down on his cock while her hand followed, working his shaft in perfect harmony with her mouth.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Billy said under his breath as he quickly climbed towards another orgasm. “I can’t believe I’m gonna fucking cum again!”

  Sandra continued blowing him, her eyes locked on his, her mouth engulfing his cock, making it disappear, the copious amounts of saliva allowing her to glide over his cock with just the right amount of pressure.

  And then Billy was there, his body bucking beneath Sandra as a bolt of electricity shot down his spine and his cock released it’s bounty for the second time that evening. It was shorter than the first time but more intense, almost painful.

  Sandra pulled her mouth of his cock at the last possible moment, her hand still jerking him off as he came, sending his milky white sperm shooting all over her tits and stomach.

  As Billy wound down, Sandra smacked his cock against her tits a couple times, laughing softly as he flinched. Then she took his cock in her mouth, sucking on the tip of it, drawing every last drop from it.