Bend Over Babes - 4 Dirty Stories Page 3

  “Was that as good for you as it was for me?” she asked.

  “Better,” I replied.

  “Oh, I doubt that,” she said, laughing. “Do you want some more?”

  “Yes please.”

  “If you insist,” she said, pretending to be disappointed. “But this time I’m going to pay a little attention to your beautiful cock, if you don’t mind.”

  “Not at all,” I said.

  Nikki grabbed one of the throw pillows and slid off the couch. She set the pillow down on the carpet next to my head and tapped me on the shoulders. I slid my head down from the couch so my whole body was lying on the floor, face up, my head on the pillow. Nikki spun around so she was facing away from me then once again sat on my face.

  Nikki was more gentle this time, providing enough pressure to satisfy her need without smothering me, not forcing the issue, allowing me a little room to roam with my tongue. Plus she had started playing with my cock, which excited me even more, and in turn provided me with more incentive to return the favor.

  I went to town on her pussy, licking and tonguing and sucking on it, tasting her musty sweetness, seeing how much noise I could get her to make. And she made quite a bit, mostly wordless moans of pleasure punctuated with the occasional gasp of breath when I did something out of the ordinary, like dig in a little deeper or spend a little time licking her asshole.

  It wasn’t long before she was bent over and sucking my cock while I ate her out, both of us varying the speed and pressure, using what we were doing to the other person to relay our own needs. When I wanted her to blow me faster I worked my tongue more quickly. When I wanted it deeper, I stuck my tongue deeper inside her. And she did the same thing. Pretty soon we were both going after each other with an intensity just short of madness, Nikki slobbering all over my cock as she took it all the way down her throat, me attacking her pussy with reckless abandon, licking and sucking her silky smoothness, getting her juices all over my face, and both of us loving every second of it.

  “Enough of this shit,” Nikki said, pulling herself up and spinning around so she was facing me, her legs on each side of my body. “I need your cock inside me.”

  She squatted down and grabbed ahold of my cock and slid it into her pussy, gasping slightly as it slipped in. Biting her bottom lip, her eyes locked on mine, she started slowly moving up and down on my cock, expertly taking it in her pussy from tip to base, her perfect, gorgeous body hovering above me. Her body control was ridiculous; she moved with grace despite the awkwardness of her position, balanced only by her hands on my chest and her feet on the floor. The only evidence of effort was reflected in her rippling leg muscles as she moved up and down.

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

  “Yeah?” she said. “You like that? You like it when I slam my pussy into you?”

  “I fucking love it.”

  She took her hands off my chest and put them on the ground behind her so she was leaning back, which allowed her to move even faster. Pretty soon she was bouncing on my cock, her ass slapping against my groin as she drove her pussy down, down, down into me. Her back was arched and her head was thrown back, punctuating her perfect rack and flat stomach and revealing the hollow of her neck, which for some unknown reason had always turned me on like crazy.

  I grabbed ahold of her ass and held it in place slightly above me and started thrusting my hips upward, giving her a little break and myself a chance to take control. I was slamming into her, my cock ramming up into her pussy, my hips bouncing off her ass, grunting with the effort while she screamed in pleasure.

  And then Nikki was dropping to her knees and riding me like a proper cowgirl, her slim body bouncing up and down, my hands on her tits, grasping and squeezing and pinching her nipples as she transitioned into grinding atop me, moving forward and backward, then side to side, taking my cock with her wherever her pussy went. I slapped her tits a couple of times then slid my hands down her body and past her hips and grabbed ahold of her asscheeks, one in each hand. I spread her cheeks apart, opening her up even further, allowing me deeper access to her.

  This always excited the hell out of her and tonight was no exception. An inarticulate mumble came from her mouth and then she leaned forward and began bouncing harder and harder, driving her body down onto mine, her hair flying everywhere, masking her face as she pummeled me as though trying to jackhammer me into the floor for good.

  The pounding I was taking was starting to make my back sore so I started lifting my hips right as our bodies came together to lessen some of the pressure, which ended up allowing for even deeper penetration and elicited another round of squealing from Nikki. Our bodies slammed together a few more times before she came down on me one last time and held it there, her body shaking and her breath catching in her throat as she had another orgasm. Number Two on the session. Not that I was keeping count or anything.

  Nikki climbed off me and slid her body backwards so she could lick her juices off my cock. After cleaning it off with her tongue she took it in her mouth, blowing me and jerking me off while staring up at me, maintaining eye contact the entire time.

  Getting a blowjob immediately after a hardcore pound session was always an incredible feeling. A much different sensation than getting one before fucking. I’m not sure why, but I wasn’t at the moment I wasn’t very concerned about the reasons. All I know is that it felt extremely good. Too good, in fact. Nikki had me right on the verge of cumming but I didn’t want to go there. Not yet. I wanted to fuck her some more first.

  So I fought off the nearly insurmountable ingrained desire to spread my seed and grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her head off my cock. It was my turn to take control.

  Maintaining my hold on Nikki’s hair, I stood up and led her over to the wall-sized window looking over the neon-lit playground of the Vegas Strip. Once there I pressed her body against the glass so she was facing the Strip. Her palms were pressed on the window above her head and her ass was to me, her heels bringing up right up to the same level as my cock.

  “You like the view?” I said as I reached around with my free hand and started playing with her pussy.

  “Yes.”

  I went after her snatch a little more aggressively. “Do you want me fuck you from behind while you’re looking at it?”

  “Yes,” she said between deep breaths.

  “Beg for it,” I said, slipping my fingers deeper inside her.

  “Please fuck me,” Nikki said, her face turned sideways to the glass so she could look back at me. Her voice dripped with need, playing up her part to make me happy. “Please stick that hard cock inside of me and pound me with it.”

  Listening to her talk like that made me shiver in delight. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and stuck them in her mouth.

  “You like that don’t you,” I said. It wasn’t a question. “You like tasting yourself.”

  Nikki nodded, her mouth too full to talk. I shoved my fingers further into her mouth, tickling the back of her throat. She coughed but didn’t gag; she never did. I let her lick my fingers clean before pulling them back out. Then I moved my hand down to my cock to help guide it into her pussy.

  Nikki gasped as I entered her. “That feels so fucking good,” she said. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours. I want to feel every inch of it inside me.”

  And so fuck her I did, giving it to her in long, slow strokes while I alternated between looking down at the her ass, up at her face and out over the Vegas Strip. All three of the views were spectacular, each for different reasons. I explored her body with my hands while I fucked her, from her butt to her hips to her tits to her neck before finally settling on her hair. I grasped it with both hands and gave a yank, pulling her head towards me, arching her back, accentuating her perfect curves even further.

  I started picking up speed, moving my hips more and more quickly while she bucked her ass up against my hips, my grunts and her groans growing ever louder while we both wo
rked our bodies against each other. We were in a perfect rhythm based on hundreds of hours of experience together, her ass slamming into me just as I reached the tip of my thrust, my cock going into her pussy balls deep every time, heightening the sensation.

  We went on like this for a couple more minutes, me growing ever closer to climax with every pump but trying desperately to hold it off for as long as possible. Fucking Nikki simply felt too good to end it any sooner than absolutely necessary.

  Unfortunately the time came when I could no longer hold out. I pulled my cock out of Nikki’s pussy, spun her around and pushed her down until she was squatting on the floor. With my hands on her head, holding her in place against the window, I fucked her mouth, my cock sliding in and out of those red, perfect lips, her eyes looking up at me, wide and full of need.

  “Holy shit, I’m gonna fucking cum,” I said, giving Nikki enough time to switch things up if she didn’t want me spewing in her mouth. But she make no move to pull away, giving me implicit permission to do whatever I wanted.

  So I did, pumping her mouth a few more times before giving her one last warning with a quick, “shit, shit, shit,” under my breath before I exploded, coating her mouth with my cum and sending it shooting down her throat.

  Nikki didn’t even flinch, taking my sperm with aplomb, continuing even to work my cock with her mouth after I’d was finished shooting my seed, blowing me until it gave me the shivers.

  I backed away, laughing, while Nikki looked up at me with satisfaction painted in her eyes after having got the best of me at the tail end of the session. I helped her to her feet and then picked her up and carried her over to the couch. I set her down sideways, so she was laying lengthwise, then started back towards the kitchen area.

  “You want some more wine?” I asked.

  “I’d love some,” she replied. “And some water too.”

  “My pleasure.”

  I grabbed a bottle of wine I’d opened earlier to let breathe—Cask 23 from Stag’s Leap—plus two glasses and two bottles of water. I handed one of the water bottles to Nikki and drained one myself, then poured us each a glass of wine and settled onto the couch, sliding beneath her legs so they were laying on top of me.

  “So how was it?” I asked as I undid her heels and let them drop to the floor. Now Nikki had nothing but her stockings on, which I didn’t plan on removing.

  “It was great,” she replied.

  “Any complaints?”

  “None whatsoever,” she said, drinking from her glass.

  “I didn’t get to your request,” I said.

  “That’s all right,” she said. “It’s not a big deal.”

  “Of course it is,” I said. I drained my glass of wine in one long pull and set the glass on the coffee table beside the couch. “You told me exactly what you wanted and now I mean to give it to you.”

  Nikki giggled softly as I ran my hand up her leg and started rubbing her pussy. She finished her wine and set the glass next to mine and opened her legs for me.

  What she had called earlier “that thing with you fingers” wasn’t anything special, just your basic average everyday finger-fucking. What set me apart from the pack was three things:

  First, my abnormally long fingers. They were a full inch longer than most men with the same sized hands as me. Which is a pretty big advantage when you think about it.

  Second was my uncanny stamina. Twenty years of pitching a baseball had given my right arm a rubber-band like elasticity, capable of functioning under duress far longer than most other men.

  Third, and most importantly, was my absolute enthusiasm for fucking a girl with my fingers. I don’t get why more guys don’t embrace this aspect of sex. It gets the girl off just as much as fucking her (and often more so) without any danger of premature ejaculation or any other embarrassing flubs on your end. You can quite literally get your girl off as much as you want without having to worry about fucking anything up. And if she’s already satisfied before you stick your cock in her you’ve already won. And more importantly, so has she.

  Anyway, I started Nikki off slowly, with two fingers exploring various parts of the outside of her pussy, rubbing and pinching and teasing and occasionally slipping them in just for a moment at a time, reading her body language, sometimes giving her more of what she wanted, sometimes leaving her wanting more.

  I gradually worked my fingers inside her pussy, moving them back and forth, rubbing the underside of her clit, slowly at first but gradually picking up steam, just like the noises that were coming from her throat. Curling the tips of my fingers inward, I went to work on her G-spot, putting pressure on the pebbly surface while I worked my fingers inside her, moving them faster and faster and faster still.

  I threw one of Nikki’s legs over my shoulder and moved in closer towards her, altering the angle of attack slightly, allowing for a little different pressure point. She seemed to enjoy the change immensely, rising her hips up to accept my fingers and throwing her head back so she was staring at the ceiling while she aggressively bucked against me.

  Inarticulate noises of pleasure were coming from her mouth, which were amplified when I reached around her leg and grabbed ahold of her right breast and started tweaking the nipple. I gave it a firm squeeze, which was immediately followed by a piercing yelp and Nikki’s head snapping forward to shoot me a glare that said, “Don’t you dare do that again.”

  Smiling wryly, enjoying every second of domination I had over her, I slipped another finger inside Nikki, eliciting another gasp of pleasure followed by her eyes rolling up in her sockets. My fingers still curled inward, I slammed my hand up into her, the tightness forcing me to push harder to reach her G-spot. I grabbed her leg off my shoulder and pushed it back towards her head folding one side of her body in half.

  Nikki had been in this position many times before and knew what I wanted without me having to tell her. She brought her other leg up and immediately hooked her arms around the back of her knees to hold her legs in place, allowing me to climb up further towards her and give myself a better angle to get where I needed to be.

  From here I could get my weight behind my arm and easily reach her G-spot, even with three fingers inside her.

  “Holy fuck that feels so good,” she said as I slammed my fingers into her pussy, working them feverishly back and forth, back and forth, ignoring the burn in my forearm. “Right there right there right fucking there!”

  I could feel her body tensing beneath me as she rose towards orgasm, which just fueled me to go after her pussy even faster and more aggressively, giving everything I had to help her get there. And it wasn’t long before she did, gripping her legs more tightly to keep them from flinging back at me, her pussy quivering, trying to force my fingers out but I was having none of it, holding them inside her, the tips pressing forcefully against her G-spot as she came in a rush of breath and a wordless squeal of pure delight.

  Her body shuddered and her chest rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath but I didn’t let her, going back to work with my fingers almost immediately.

  “Okay, okay, enough already, enough,” she said between gasping breaths, grabbing at my arm, trying to pull it away.

  “Not yet,” I said. “I’m not done yet.”

  “I can’t take it anymore,” she cried.

  “Yes you can,” I replied. “You’re a big girl. You can take it.”

  “No, I can’t,” she said, pulling more insistently at my arm. “I just want your cock inside me. Please give it to me.”

  “Soon,” I said, pulling my fingers from her clit and slipping them back into her pussy. “In a little while, I promise. But first I need to finish you off.”

  “I’m finished,” she said, looking at me with pleading eyes.

  “No you’re not,” I said, slipping yet another inside her pussy, making it four total. “You’re not finished until I say so.”

  “Holy fuck,” Nikki groaned, her voice a guttural growl, her mouth turned up in a snarl.
She shook her head and closed her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip. Her face and chest were bright red from exertion and her breaths were ragged and labored and entire body was shaking.

  I worked her pussy with my fingers, no longer able to reach her G-spot but filling her up in ways that my cock couldn’t, pressing against the side walls of her vagina, stretching her out, slamming her with as much force as I could muster, my hand practically disappearing inside her.

  “Oh my god ohmygod ohmygodohmygod,” she cried in one breath, practically in tears now, her head thrown back and her hands gripping her ankles, pulling her legs back, muscles taut and rippling, skin shining with sweat. “I’m gonna fucking come again holy shit here I cum again ohmyfuckingod!”

  As she came I pulled my fingers out and started rubbing her clit, eliciting yet another harsh gasp from Nikki as I rubbed my fingers in that spot that she loved so much, that she always touched when she wanted to get herself off. It wasn’t long before she was trying to back away from me, get me to relinquish the hold I had on her pussy.

  But I was having none of it. Recalling what she said earlier, I was going to keep playing with her pussy even after she begged me to stop, until she couldn’t take it anymore, then keep on doing it. That’s what she asked for, that’s what she was going to get. It was what she wanted after all, at least on some level. And I always gave her what she wanted.

  So as Nikki tried to squirm away I slipped two fingers back inside her pussy and grabbed her leg with my free hand to keep her from escaping. Laughing, I tickled her insides why she twisted and tried to get away from me, her eyes glaring evilly at me behind the runny mascara caused by her tears.

  Nikki tried to spin out of my hold but I went with it, using her momentum to turn her over onto her stomach without letting my fingers slide out of her pussy. Now I was in a position of complete control, able to hold her down with ease while I finger-fucked her from behind.

  “Fuuuuuuuuuuccckkkk,” she cried, drawing the word out so it was on her tongue for a full five seconds. Her whole body was heaving by now and her voice had taken on a pleading quality. “Make it stop make it stop make it stop please make it stop.”