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  SLOPPY BABES

  4 DIRTY STORIES

  Featuring stories from:

  Hunter Monroe

  Misty Rose

  Scotty Diggler

  Taylor Jordan

  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 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

  ROBBING THE CRADLE BY HUNTER MONROE

  THE DIRTY LITTLE SLUT IS HOT AND BOTHERED BY MISTY ROSE

  POUNDING A HOT STRANGER BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

  TAKING HIM FOR A TEST DRIVE BY TAYLOR JORDAN

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  ROBBING THE CRADLE

  THE DIARY OF A SEXY OLDER WOMAN: VOLUME TWO

  HUNTER MONROE

  If I was forced to describe myself in a single sentence, I’d say I’m an extremely attractive, highly experienced, single-woman in my mid-thirties who spends most of her time looking for willing and able-bodied men to take home and fuck.

  I’m not very picky about the men (or boys, as I often think of them, no matter what their age) that I screw around with, as long as they are reasonably attractive, but most of the time, if I’m the one doing the approaching, I tend to stick to ones that are over the age of 25. There are various reasons for this, most of which are related to the average age of the crowds I generally hang out with, but most of the time that’s how it generally works out.

  Which isn’t to say that I’m adverse to shagging younger men, it’s just that circumstances have to be a little more involved than just seeing them out and about an approaching them on the fly.

  Take Scott, for example. If I saw him walking around in public, I probably wouldn’t have even given him a second glance. Although he’s tall and attractive, with dark hair and brooding eyes, he’s just barely removed from his 19th birthday and looks even younger, which means he normally wouldn’t even be on my radar.

  But because has Scott lived on the same street as me for more than a year now, I’ve seen him hundreds of times, and I find myself looking more and more closely at him every time. And more importantly, I’ve seen him looking at me more times than I can count.

  Which is all a long-winded way of saying that although I normally wouldn’t have brought home a man as young as Scott, it’s no surprise that he eventually ended up on my couch one afternoon, all wound-up and smiling widely while I got prepared to rock his world.

  Getting him there had been easy. I started the dialogue one day as he was jogging past my house, and after a brief conversation consisting of highly-charged but not blatant sexual innuendo on both sides, I invited him over.

  “I have to warn you about something, though,” I said as I led him through my front door.

  “What’s that?”

  “This isn’t going to be your typical get-to-know-each-other, basic, tame first session. I’m going to get filthy as hell and I don’t care if it’s our first time together. Are you okay with that?”

  “Okay?” Scott said, smiling widely. “That sounds great.”

  “Good,” I said, giving him a smack on the ass. “Now get your ass on that couch while I go change.”

  Scott was still on the couch fully clothed when I came out of the bathroom. I was wearing only a bra, my g-string, and three-inch fuck me pumps.

  “So what do you think?” I asked, spinning in place.

  “I think you’re unbelievably sexy,” Scott replied after gawking at me for a moment.

  “Why thank you,” I said, smiling. I turned around and bent over, showing off my ass.

  “My pleasure,” Scott said.

  “Are you sure you’re up for this?” I asked again, even though I was pretty sure I already knew the answer.

  “I can’t wait,” he said. “I’ve been looking forward to this for longer than you can imagine.”

  “Then let’s get this party started,” I said, smiling. I rose and turned and started towards him. Once I came to the couch I dropped to my knees and shuffled forward until I was right between his legs.

  “First thing I’m going to do is work on your cock,” I said, grabbing his belt and starting to unbuckle it, looking up at him the entire time, maintaining eye contact. “I’m going to get it nice and hard and ready to go.”

  “Sounds good to me,” Scott said.

  “And then you’re going to lick my pussy for a while,” I continued, unbuttoning his top button, my eyes still focused on his. “Then you’ll follow that up with licking my asshole. After that, I’m going to sit on your face. Then you’re going to fuck my pussy for a while as you play with my asshole, getting it all nice and warmed up. And then you’re gonna stick your cock in there and pound my fucking asshole until I’m screaming at the top of my lungs. Do you think you can handle that?”

  “I’ll sure as hell give it a shot,” he said, smiling.

  “That’s not good enough,” I said, pulling his pants and boxers off and tossing them over my shoulder. “Either you can or you can’t. There’s no trying.”

  “I can,” he said as I wrapped my hand around his hard cock and started playing with it.

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m positive,” he said, groaning a little bit as I jerked him off with a little more intensity.

  “Good,” I said, giving him an evil little grin. “Then let’s get this show on the road.”

  I took a moment to undo my bra, dropping it to the floor and freeing up my large and perky tits. I grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my tits, moving from one to the other, before spitting on it and sticking it in the flesh channel between them.

  Grabbing the outside of my tits, I held them tight against Scott’s cock, squeezing them to keep it in place. I tossed my hair back with a flip of my head and started bouncing up and down, titty-fucking him, staring up at his face the entire time, maintaining eye contact while he watched me with wide-eyes.

  Moving a little more urgently now, I released his cock from between my tits, grabbed ahold of it, and slipped it into my mouth. While my hand played with his balls, I sucked his cock, moving up and down quickly as wet and sloppy sounds escaped from my mouth, taking him halfway down every time. Saliva dripped from my mouth, down my chin, and onto my tits.

  I pulled back for a moment to catch my breath, looking up at him with a little twinkle in my eyes. My hands were still working his sack.

  “How are you doing so far?” I asked.

  “Fucking great,” Scott replied.

  “Do you like how I suck your cock?”

  “I love it,” he said. “You’re incredible.”

  “Just wait,” I said. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

  And with that, I released his balls and grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it against my cheek a couple of times, then wrapped my lips around it.

  This time when I pushed my head forward, I didn’t stop until I’d swallowed his entire cock. After I’d taken the whole thing, I held it there, his cock planted deep i
n my throat, my nose pressing up against his stomach, my bottom lip pressing up against his sack.

  Scott shuddered as I stay locked onto his cock, deepthroating him for a full seven seconds before pulling off. Gagging, I coughed up some saliva, then spit it on his cock.

  “Do you like it when I deepthroat your cock?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

  “Hell yeah,” Scott said. “I fucking love it.”

  “How about another round?” I said.

  “That would be awesome,” he said.

  I jerked him off for a few seconds, then deepthroated him again, holding his cock for at least 10 seconds this time before yanking my head back. The tip of his cock was white from lack of circulation and it was practically glowing it had so much spit covering it.

  “My turn,” I said, climbing to my feet and walking over towards the wall on the opposite side of the room. I put my hands on the wall, my ass facing directly at him.

  Looking over my shoulder at Scott, I slapped one of my ass cheeks. As he watched intently, I slapped the other one. Then I beckoned him over. He climbed off the couch and pushed up against me.

  With one arm, he reached around my body and grabbed ahold of one of my breasts and started playing with it, squeezing and groping and rubbing my nipple. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my back and his balls on my butt. I reached back and grabbed his dick and jerked him off.

  Scott grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head back and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He continued fondling my breast while grinding on my ass with his cock.

  Suddenly he pulled his mouth away, grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. With my palms flat against the tile and my face turned sideways, I watch him drop to his knees. It was quite the surprise seeing Scott take the lead. I hadn’t expected him to do anything unless I’d told him to. Not that I minded him showing some initiative. I liked it, in fact. It was just unexpected.

  “That’s a good boy,” I said, subtly urging him to continue doing things without being told. “Show me how badly you want me to feel good.”

  Scott grabbed my hips and pulled, forcing me to stick my ass out to keep my balance. Then he pulled my panties down, leaving my bottom half naked. After that, he grabbed ahold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide and started to go to work.

  I moaned in pleasure as his tongue lapped at me like a kitten drinking milk, running from the bottom to the top of my hairless pussy, not putting enough pressure that his tongue slipped inside of me but just enough that I could feel the rough surface of it rubbing against my pussy lips.

  “Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,” I said, watching him as he worked. “Lick that fucking pussy. Lick it like there’s no tomorrow.”

  My talking must have gotten him fired up, as he started going after me with more intensity. He spread my ass cheeks even further apart and forced his tongue deeper inside of me. I backed my ass up against his face, helping him along. I could feel his nose against my asshole and loved it. I reached back, grabbed a hold of his hair, and held his face against my pussy, not allowing him to breathe.

  After a good 10 seconds, I let go of Scott’s hair. He backed away, took a deep breath, then went right back to work. This time, after working my pussy for a little while, he ventured a little further north, touching my asshole with his tongue for a moment. He didn’t stay long, probably unsure of whether or not I’d had enough of him eating my pussy.

  As it just so happens, I did.

  “That’s a good boy,” I said. “Eat my asshole. Lick it with everything you have.”

  Scott did as he was told, licking my asshole like it was covered in chocolate, sliding his tongue inside my anus and bobbing his head up and down, fucking my asshole with his tongue.

  After a good minute of Scott working my asshole with his tongue, I was ready to mix things up.

  “Is everything okay?” he asked when I stepped away from him.

  “Everything’s great,” I replied.

  “So you’re happy with me?” he asked.

  “Very much so,” I replied. “I just want to switch things up a little bit.” I dropped down to my hands and knees in front of him, them backed my ass up until his face was mere inches from it. Reaching back, I grabbed one of my ass cheeks with each hand and spread them wide, opening myself up to him.

  “Well, what are you waiting for?” I said. “Get your face in there.”

  Scott dove in, burying his face between my ass cheeks.

  He immediately went to town with his tongue, running it up and down my pussy, licking it and sucking it and inhaling my essence while I continued to hold my ass open, giving him easy access to all my holes.

  After a good 30 seconds, Scott started to back away to catch his breath, but I was having none of it.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” I said as I let go of my ass cheeks and grabbed ahold of his hair, one handful in each hand. Using his hair as leverage, I pulled him further into me, smothering him with my flesh. His tongue was buried deep in my pussy and his nose was pushing up against my asshole.

  “That’s a good boy,” I said, pushing my ass back against his face. “Right there. Right fucking there.”

  I relaxed my hold on him for a moment, giving him a chance to get in a few gulps of air before pulling him to the floor by the hair, lying him flat on his back on the carpet.

  “Are you ready for something different?” I asked, smiling down at him.

  “I can’t wait,” Scott said.

  “That’s what I like to hear,” I replied. “A man with a sense of adventure.”

  “Bring it on, baby,” he said, smiling back at me.

  My grin growing wider, I turned around so I was facing his feet, put one leg on either side of his head, and dropped my ass down onto his face.

  “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” I said as I smothered him with my flesh. “I love burying you with my ass.”

  I gave him my full weight, my pussy and ass completely engulfing his face, making it all but impossible for him to breathe. But his tongue was still working my snatch, digging deep inside me and exploring around, tickling my insides.

  After sitting atop Scott for a full 15 seconds, I lifted myself up, giving him a chance to catch his breath. He did so in gasping lurches, his breath heavy and labored.

  “You liked that, did you?” I ask, peering down at him.

  Still unable to speak because of his deep breaths, Scott nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and his smile huge.

  “That’s good,” I said. “Because I need some more of it.”

  And with that, I dropped back down onto him, not quite giving him my entire weight this time, but grinding my pussy against his face, moving it rapidly back and forth so his rigid tongue was running up and down the length of my snatch.

  Scott’s cock sticking straight up in the air was evidence that he was enjoying himself just as much as I was. I couldn’t help but lean forward and grab ahold of it; it was just too inviting. While keeping my ass planted firmly on his face, I began to jerk him off.

  Scott must have liked it, because as soon as I started playing with his cock, he went after my pussy with more vigor. With this in mind I spent the next couple of minutes alternating the pressure and tempo on his cock. It worked like a charm, as though there was a direct link between his cock and his tongue. The faster I worked one, the faster the other one operated. And then when I leaned over some more and took his cock in my mouth, it was all over.

  Sucking Scott’s cock brought out the best in his tongue, as it flicked and explored my insides like never before. He did such a good job that he brought me right to the point of orgasm and beyond in a flash, my body shaking all over and releasing a torrent of pussy juices onto his face as I bit down on my bottom lip and tried not to scream too loudly.

  I released his cock from my mouth and lifted my body off his face just enough so that I could look down at him. “That was fucking incredible,” I said. “But are you ready
to take it to the next level?”

  “Absolutely,” Scott said.

  I spun around on his face until I was facing the opposite direction, then I used my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plopped my asshole right onto his mouth.

  Scott went to work immediately, licking the outside my asshole with urgency, like a man possessed.

  “That’s right,” I said. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”

  My talking seemed to turn him on, as he went to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue was slipping in and out of my asshole, tickling my insides.

  “Holy fuck,” I said. “That feels so fucking good.”

  I started bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottomed out. His tongue in my asshole felt incredible, but I still needed something more to get myself off again. So I stuck my fingers inside my pussy and started banging myself.

  After a couple minutes of fucking myself while Scott worked my asshole with his tongue, I was right at the point of cumming again. I pulled my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rubbed my clit, once again putting me over the top.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed as the orgasm rocked my body. It was a huge one, causing me to shake and shimmy like a madwoman. Scott’s tongue slipped out of my asshole but he continued licking away at me, prolonging my ecstasy.

  I figured it was time to reward him for a job well done so I climbed off his face and down his body, my legs still straddling him, until my hips were positioned directly above his rock-hard cock.

  “Enough playing around,” I said, looking at him with a nasty little grin. “It’s time I felt that huge cock of yours inside of me.”

  As he longingly looked up at me, I grabbed ahold of his cock and held it still while I dropped my pussy atop of it, impaling myself on it.

  I took things quickly right from the start, riding him cowgirl, hammering my body down onto his, not showing him any mercy whatsoever. I put my palms flat on his chest for leverage, which allowed me to pummel him even more aggressively.