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“Don’t fucking move,” I said, then I climbed onto the couch and turned so I was facing her. Straddling her face, I sat down, my ass on the upper part of her chest, my cock lying on her chin right below her mouth.

  “What are you going to do now?” she asked, still flashing attitude even though she was in a compromising position.

  “Whatever I want,” I said. “Do you have a problem with that?”

  “Only if you cum before you fuck me again.”

  “Don’t worry, I promise to stick my cock in your pussy at least one more time before I cum on your face.”

  “On my face?” she said. “I figured you were going to cum in my mouth.”

  “I’m sure I can sneak a little in there if that’s what you want,” I said.

  “Either way is fine with me, as long as—”

  “I fuck you again before I cum,” I said, lifting my body off of her and scooting forward until my groin was hovering right above her face. “Yeah, yeah, I got that part. Now open your mouth and try not to talk any shit for once.”

  Surprisingly, Riley did as she was told.

  “That’s a good girl,” I said, as I dropped my balls into her mouth. Staring down at her, I jerked myself off as she sucked on my balls. The feeling was intense, consisting of just the right combination of pleasure and pain.

  “Fuckin-A you’re good at that,” I said, taking the opportunity to talk a little shit of my own now that her mouth was full. With my balls still in her mouth, I pressed my cock down against her face, holding it lengthwise alongside the side of her nose and rubbing it on her forehead and over her eyes.

  Looking down at her, our eyes locked together, I lifted myself up in an attempt to extract my balls from her mouth. She refused to release them, holding on with her mouth, stretching my ballsack to it’s limits before reluctantly letting go with a pop.

  “You just never quit trying to push buttons, do you?” I said.

  Riley shrugged and flashed me a wicked smile but for once didn’t say anything.

  I laughed softly and shook my head. “You’re a real a piece of work, you know that, right?”

  “Look who’s talking,” she replied.

  “Fair enough,” I said. I smacked her with my cock a few times then stuck it in her mouth. I fucked her face using long, slow strokes, giving her my entire cock each time.

  “You like sucking my cock, don’t you?” I asked, staring down at her.

  She nodded as best she could considering the situation.

  I grabbed her head and held it in place against the cushion and started to pump her mouth with more speed, slamming my cock in and out like a jackhammer, giving it to her balls deep every time.

  She coughed and gagged but didn’t complain, even as my balls slapped up against the bottom of her chin and saliva poured out of her mouth.

  I could have easily cum right then and there but I’d promised her that I’d fuck her again before I finished up, and despite all my faults I’m a man who sticks by his promises, so I pulled my cock out of her mouth and grabbed her under the arms and slid her body down to the floor.

  “Are you ready to get fucked?” I asked, looking down at Riley. Her shoulders and neck were on the floor and her legs were still up on the couch.

  She nodded.

  I grabbed ahold of her legs and pushed them down until her knees were pressed against the floor, one on either side of her head, essentially folding her in half.

  She’d obviously been in this position before, as she wrapped her arms around her legs to keep them in place without being told. Squatting, I guided my cock into her pussy. She grimaced and let out a little yelp but didn’t protest, even as I forced my cock deeper inside her.

  “That’s it,” she said. “Break my fucking pussy. Break it in half. Turn me inside out.”

  Egged on by her dirty mouth, I grabbed her knees and pulled them apart, opening her up even more, and proceeded to lay into her, dropping my body down onto her with enough force to cause her to flinch at the bottom end of each thrust.

  As I climbed those final few steps toward orgasm, I tapped into the last reserves of my energy and pounded her with all the intensity I could muster. She took everything I had to offer, staring directly up at me the entire time. She was no longer talking shit, no longer talking at all, really, just making loud, guttural, animal noises, having finally lost her ironic distance from the situation.

  This, more than anything, put me over the edge. The idea that I could break through Riley’s walls of detachment and bring her into the moment instead of allowing her to observe it from afar was the best thing that had happened all afternoon.

  I slammed into her a couple more times, then climbed off of her and stepped forward so one foot was on either side of her head. Squatting, I aimed my cock at her face and jerked myself off.

  “Give it to me,” she said. “Paint my fucking face with your cum.”

  And so I did, shooting my load all over her, streams of milky sperm splashing against her nose, cheeks, and into her open mouth. Her face was covered in white globs, her pretty eyes sparkling behind them, her mouth turned up in a little half-smile.

  As I stood there recovering, she sat up and grabbed ahold of my cock and sucked on the tip, pulling the last few drops out of it before dropping her hand away.

  “Not too bad for an old man,” she said. “I’m not going to lie though, I was expecting you to get a little rougher with me.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, you know, playing with my asshole or slapping me around or choking me, stuff like that.”

  “I had no idea you were into that sort of thing.”

  “I’m into it all,” she said, wiping a bit of my cum off her face with her finger and then sticking it in her mouth. “The rougher the better.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” I said.

  “Next time? What about right now?”

  I looked down at her. “You want to go at it again?”

  “Hell yes,” she said. “I’m just getting warmed up.”

  I laughed and shook my head. This girl truly was a freak.

  “I wish I could,” I said. “But I have some shit I have to get done.”

  “That’s too bad,” Riley said. “Because I’m still rearing to go.” Her hand went down to her pussy and she started rubbing it. “Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to find someone else to top me off.”

  The idea that she was going to find another man to finish what I’d started should have pissed me off but instead it just turned me on more. It made me realize that I had only just started to tap the depths of her depravity. Besides, it’s not like I thought I was the only guy she was fucking. But still, I would be lying if I said it didn’t annoy me just a little bit. It was one thing to share her with another man but another thing altogether to know that she was going to be calling someone else as soon as I left.

  “You need it that bad, huh?” I said as I pulled my clothes on.

  She bit down on her bottom lip and nodded.

  “Then I’ll tell you what,” I said. “You keep yourself busy for a few hours, and once I’m done doing what I need to do I’ll come back over here and finish you off myself. Okay?”

  “I don’t know,” she said. “I need it pretty bad. I’m not sure if I can hold out until tonight.”

  “I’m sure you can find a way to keep yourself satisfied,” I said as I tied my shoes.

  “I’ll try,” she said. “But I’m not making any promises.”

  She was still sporting the attitude but I was pretty sure she was just fucking with me. But in the end, it didn’t really matter whether or not she had another guy over while I was gone. I was coming back for more that night, either way. I knew it and she knew it, and there was no reason to pretend otherwise.

  “Just do your best,” I said, heading for the door. I only had a few minutes to spare and I knew if I didn’t leave now I wouldn’t leave at all. “And I’ll see you tonight.”

  She pulled her fingers o
ut of her pussy and waved goodbye, then slipped them into her mouth. I laughed again, then turned and headed towards the door. It was going to be a long couple of hours.

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  PUNISHED BY HIS DIRTY GIRLFRIEND

  MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

  Jason Porter was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Gina, his live-in girlfriend of six months, was already asleep and she had to be up in four hours to go to work, so waking her wasn’t an option. Which was fine by Jason; sometimes it was just easier to jerk off anyway. He didn’t have to worry about pleasing anyone but himself.

  Making sure the door to the bedroom was closed so he wouldn’t disturb Gina, Jason sat down on the couch, opened the laptop, and put it on the coffee table. After surfing the internet for a few minutes he found exactly what he was looking for: a link advertising a tiny little brunette with gigantic fake tits getting fucked in the ass. He clicked on the link and slid his cock out of his pants.

  Jason was just starting to get into it when he heard the door creak open behind him. He quickly leaned forward and flipped the laptop shut, then stuffed his cock back into his pants, hoping that he wasn’t too late. The last thing he needed right now was to get in an argument with his girlfriend.

  “What are you doing?” Gina asked, wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing else. It barely covered her ass and made her already long legs look even longer. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was messed up from sleeping, but that just made her look more sexy. And her nipples were hard and poking up against the cotton.

  “Nothing,” Jason said, unable to take his eyes off her. He found himself wondering—as he often did—how he’d ended up with such a smoking hot chick and how long she would put up with his crap before getting rid of his ass.

  “Yeah, right,” she said. “Don’t give me that shit. You were doing something on the laptop.”

  “I was just looking at fantasy football.”

  “Football, huh?”

  “Yeah.”

  Gina came around the couch and was standing in front of him, glaring down on him. She glanced down at his groin.

  “Does fantasy football usually give you a boner?”

  “Actually,” Jason said, “You always say that it does.”

  “Yeah, dumb question, I guess,” Gina said. “But the computer screen won’t lie. You don’t mind if I take a look, do you?”

  “There’s no need,” Jason said. “I already closed the page. I had just finished up and was coming to bed.”

  “Then you really won’t mind if I peek at it,” Gina said. She reached for the laptop.

  Jason sat back and dropped his eyes and shook his head. There was no use trying to stop her now. He was just going to have to take his medicine like a man.

  Gina flipped open the laptop. The video Jason had been watching picked up right where it had left off.

  “Yeah, you were just about finished, all right,” Gina said, looking back at him.

  Jason kept his mouth shut. He knew that anything he said now would just get him in more trouble.

  “Well,” Gina said, surprisingly sounding more amused than pissed off. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

  “What can I say?” Jason asked. “You were asleep and I was feeling it. So I decided to take care of my problem.”

  “Did you even bother trying to wake me up?”

  “No, I figured you just wanted to sleep.”

  “Why did you think that?”

  Jason shrugged.

  “You know what I think?” Gina said. “I think you would rather watch some slut take it in the ass than fuck your girlfriend.”

  “That’s not true,” Jason said.

  “No? Then how do you explain coming home and turning on porn without even trying to wake me up.”

  “I already told you—”

  “Yeah, yeah,” she said. Her words were harsh but her tone said it was all in good fun. She wasn’t really all that pissed at him. “You just figured I wanted to sleep.”

  “Exactly.”

  “So you would rather fuck me than watch porn?”

  “Of course,” Jason said.

  “You’re gonna have to prove it to me,” Gina said.

  “Gladly,” Jason said, starting to stand up.

  Gina put her hands on her shoulders and gave him a shove, knocking him back down onto the couch. “No, no, no,” she said. “You’re just going to sit there and let me do whatever I want to you until I say you can do otherwise. That’s how you’re going to prove it to me.”

  Jason tried not to smile. He loved it when Gina took charge. He only wished she did it more often. If he would have known how easy it was to get her to take charge, he would have done something like this earlier.

  “Fine, fine,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Whatever you say.”

  “Don’t give me that shit,” Gina said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”

  “Promises, promises,” Jason said.

  “Yeah, you just wait, mister. You just wait.”

  And with that, Gina slipped off her t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. Jason again marveled at how smoking hot she was with her sculpted arms, gorgeous tits, washboard stomach, perfect ass and long, shapely legs.

  As Jason stared at Gina, she started playing with her pussy, rubbing the outside of it with her fingers, slowly at first, before gradually picking up steam.

  Jason’s cock was still hard from earlier and getting harder with every passing second. He pulled it out of his pants and started playing with it.

  But Gina was having none of that. She bent over and slapped his arm away with her free hand.

  “I told you to sit there and watch, not to play with your cock,” she said. “You’re being punished, not rewarded. Now don’t fucking touch it again, okay?”

  “Okay,” Jason said in a disappointed tone.

  Gina glared at him for a moment, then went back to work on her pussy, slipping two fingers inside it. She started fucking herself, initially taking her time before ramping things up. It wasn’t long before she was hammering her fingers in and out of her pussy, getting it wetter and wetter while her groans grew continually louder.

  Looking up at her, Jason tried to keep the smile off his face but couldn’t. He was enjoying himself way too much. His dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of his pants, pointed directly towards the ceiling. It was all he could do to not start playing with it, especially with Gina standing over him, taunting him with her fingers inside her sweet pussy.

  Grinning widely, enjoying herself immensely, Gina pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off. Then she spread Jason’s legs apart and stepped forward, her body in between his legs, so her pussy was directly above his cock, just inches away.

  Jason reached out towards her pussy but she slapped him away again.

  “Don’t touch anything,” Gina said, staring at him. Her smile had morphed into a an evil little smirk. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes what?”

  “Yes mistress.”

  “That’s better,” Gina said. She climbed atop the couch and straddled Him. Then she sat down on Jason’s stomach and backed her ass up until it was pushing back against his cock. She reached around her ass and grabbed his cock and started stroking it, bouncing it against her ass and rubbing it up and down her crack as she jerked him off.

  “Do you like it when I torture you like this?” she asked.

  “Not really,” Jason replied. While he normally loved it when Gina took control, she’d never displayed this level of dominance before. And it was making him a little uncomfortable.

  Gina tilted her head slightly and glared at him.

  “I mean, yes,” he said. “I like it.”

  “No you don’t, but that’s okay,” Gina said. “Because I do. And tonight, that’s all that matters, right?”


  “Yes, mistress,” Jason said.

  “You want me to sit on it, don’t you?” she said.

  Jason nodded.

  “How do you ask?” Gina said.

  “Please,” he said.

  “Please what?”

  “Please sit on my cock,” Jason said.

  Gina cocked her head and gave him a look that said she was expecting more.

  It took Jason a moment to figure out what else she wanted from him. Then he had it. “Mistress,” he added.

  “Maybe later,” she said before releasing his cock.

  Jason let out a disappointed groan and Gina laughed. Then she put her hands on her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples, squeezing them tightly.

  “You like these perfect little titties, don’t you?” she asked.

  “Yes, mistress,” Jason said, finally starting to figure out what she wanted from him.

  “Would you like to suck on them?”

  “Yes, mistress.”

  “Say the whole thing,” she said. “I want to hear the words.”

  “Please let me suck on your tits, mistress.”

  “Very good,” Gina said. “You’re finally starting to get the hang of this. Keep it up and I may just reward you. But first, I’m going to mess with you some more.”

  She pressed her tits up against Jason’s face and shook them back and forth, smacking him with them.

  “Stick your tongue out,” Gina said.

  Jason did as he was told.

  She stuck one of her nipples directly in front of his mouth. “Lick it.”

  Jason did, noting how hard her nipple already was. Gina seemed to really be getting off on this.

  She stuck her nipple further into his mouth. “Now suck on it.”

  Again Jason did what he was told.

  “Harder,” she said.

  Gina groaned as Jason sucked on her nipple with everything he had. Once it was rock-hard he switched to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him deeper into her, making it difficult for him to breath. She squeezed harder for a moment before releasing his head, her tit popping out of his mouth.