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  “But you like it too, don’t you?” Nikki says. “You like getting dominated and fucked by relative strangers, don’t you?”

  Cindy nods again.

  “Yeah, I can tell,” Nikki says, still holding Cindy’s head up by her hair. Her tone is measured, calm, as though they were having a regular conversation that didn’t include one of them getting fucked in the ass as they talked. “I can see it in your eyes.”

  Mark lets out a low moan and starts to speed up, fucking Cindy even more aggressively, hammering her so hard that her body is pitching forward every time he slams into her.

  Nikki looks up at Mark and smiles, then returns her eyes to Cindy. “Well, fortunately for you—or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it—Mark is just about done. Isn’t that right, Mark?”

  Mark just nods. From the look of pure intent on his face he couldn’t talk even if he wanted to.

  “Which means,” Nikki continues, returning her gaze to Cindy. “We are almost done here today. But if you truly enjoyed yourself as much as I think you did, there’s no reason why today can’t be the only time we do something like this.”

  Cindy opens her mouth to speak but Nikki clamps it shut.

  “No need to say anything now,” Nikki says, her tone still as calm and measured as earlier. “Just go home when we’re finished here and decide what you want to do. No hurry. And if you decide you want to continue along this path we’ve started here today, then come on over sometime and we’ll pick up right where we left off. And next time we’ll start to get real filthy.”

  From above them, Mark mutters “shit, shit, shit,” under his breath.

  “Well, that’s his cue,” Nikki says. “Just a few more seconds now. But remember what I said. We’re game for more of this if you are. Anytime. Just come on over. Okay?”

  Cindy nods between grimaces as Mark slams his cock into her asshole harder than he has all night. Nikki flashes her a smile and gives her a playful little smack on the cheek, then turns her attention up to Mark.

  “Are you ready?” Nikki asks.

  Mark nods vigorously.

  “Then let her have it,” Nikki says.

  Mark pumps his hips a couple more times, then groans “holy fuck,” and yanks his cock out of Cindy’s asshole and jerks himself to completion, shooting stream after stream of cum all over Cindy’s back.

  Nikki laughs softly and shakes her head in amazement. “That was pretty impressive,” she says to a smiling Mark. “I think you even got some in her hair.”

  Mark laughs goofily while Cindy remains in the doggy position, her back arched and her ass sticking up in the air. Her back is painted white with Mark’s cum and her chest is heaving but there is a huge smile on her face.

  “That’s a good girl,” Nikki says, matching her smile. She leans forward and slips her tongue into Cindy’s mouth. They make out while Mark stands over them, watching and smiling.

  After a few seconds, Nikki breaks off the kiss, then stands up and helps Cindy to her feet. “Now you get cleaned up and get yourself home,” Nikki says. “And maybe we’ll see you again soon.”

  #

  Ten minutes later, Nikki closes the front door behind Cindy then heads into the kitchen. Mark is sitting at the dining room table, drinking a soda and staring through the window at Cindy as she makes her way across the lawn and down the sidewalk, towards her house.

  The younger girl has a spring in her step that has her practically bouncing. She looks back at the house, smiling, and gives a little wave. Nikki waves back then sits down across from Mark.

  “Well, that seemed to go well,” Mark says.

  “Yeah, even better than I thought it would,” Nikki says.

  “Not me,” Mark says. “I had her figured all along.”

  “And you were right,” Nikki says, leaning over to give him a kiss. “As always.”

  “How long do you think it’ll take before she comes back?” Mark asks.

  “Tomorrow at the latest,” Nikki says. “Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she makes her way back here tonight some time. She was that into it.”

  “So were you,” Mark says, grinning.

  “Me?” Nikki says. “You’re the one that had the best time of all. I just got to mess with her a little bit. You got to fuck her brains out.”

  “There’s always next time,” Mark says.

  “You’re damn right,” Nikki replies. “Next time I get to have all the fun.”

  “All of it?”

  “Well, most of it, at least,” Nikki says.

  “Yeah, I guess that’s fair enough,” Mark says.

  “And speaking of fucking,” Nikki says, “How long until you’re ready to go again?”

  “Give me a few more minutes and I’ll be good to go again.”

  Nikki smiled. “That’s what I like to hear. Do you think you can give it to me as hard as you did to Cindy?”

  “Hell, I took it easy on her,” Mark says. “I didn’t want to break the poor girl the first time we had her.”

  “Well you don’t have to worry about breaking me,” Nikki says, rising up from her chair and taking Mark by the hand. “If anything, you have to worry about me breaking you.”

  “It’ll never happen,” Mark says with a grin, allowing Nikki to pull him to his feet.

  “We’ll see about that,” Nikki says as she leads Mark out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards their bedroom. “We’ll just see.”

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  TRASH TALKING TEEN

  FILTHY LITTLE TEEN: VOLUME ONE

  BROCK LANDERS

  When did 18-year old girls become such nasty fucksluts? Back when I was that age—which was less than 10 years ago, mind you—it was nearly impossible to find a girl that would sleep with you without at least going out for a couple of dates. And once you got them in bed they barely knew what they were doing. And getting a decent blow job? Forget about it. Let alone anything nastier.

  But nowadays it seems like they’d rather spent a night getting freaky in the sack instead of even bothering with dinner and a movie. And not just straight fucking, but dirty, filthy, perverted shit. Girls these days will do things on the first night that I couldn’t get my old girlfriends to do months into the relationship. Not to mention the attitudes they have. Trash-talking is the norm. They have no shame. Or respect. Or morals.

  I don’t know if it’s the proliferation of internet porn or just the degradation of our society, but 18-year olds have definitely changed. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Especially when one of them takes an interest in me.

  #

  Her name was Jamie and she was a tiny little 18-year old girl. She was barely north of five feet tall and she couldn’t have been more than half my weight. She was skinny but athletic, with tanned skin, wavy brown hair, a cute but not-too-innocent face, small tits, an incredibly tight ass and thin legs. Exactly how I liked my women. Young, cute, petite and all natural. None of that plastic surgery crap for me. And, as it turned out, I was exactly how she liked her men. Older. And attractive. Or so she said.

  We met at a BBQ one of my neighbors was throwing. Jamie’s sister was friends with my neighbor’s girlfriends brother or some crap like that. I don’t really know, nor do I care. What matters was that she showed up at the party and saw me and started a conversation with me. She didn’t stay long, but before she left she gave me her address and asked me to come over the next day around noon to hang out. I told her I’d love to and then she took off.

  I showed up the next day not knowing what to expect. But as soon as she answered the door it was obvious what was going on. She had on a pink, lacy top that barely covered the top half of her perky little tits and pink and white striped panties. Nothing else.

  My cock immediately started to rise.

  “For some reason I feel overdressed,” I said, flashing her a little smile as I walked in.

  “Don’t worry,” Jamie said, closing the door behind me. She leaned up against me and looked up at my face. Her head
barely reached my shoulders. She ran her hand down my chest, over my stomach and settled on my cock. “I’ll take care of that soon enough.”

  “You don’t waste any time, do you?” I said.

  “What can I say?” Jamie replied. “I know what I want.” She gave my cock squeeze. “And from what I can tell, you want it too. I don’t see why we shouldn’t just get right down to it. Unless, of course, you aren’t comfortable with that.”

  “It’s fine with me.”

  “I thought you’d feel that way,” she said, undoing my zipper. “Now let’s see what you’re packing down there.”

  She dropped down to her knees and pulled my cock out. It was sticking straight out, hard enough to hammer nails. It wasn’t the biggest cock in the world but it wasn’t the smallest either. Right around 7 inches long but thicker than most. Plenty big enough for even the sluttiest of girls out there. Which was a list that Jamie was near the top of, from what I could tell.

  Her eyes widened when she saw it out in the open but only for a moment. She didn’t want me to know how excited she was. Apparently she had a facade to maintain. Which was fine by me. I loved girls with attitudes. It just made things more fun.

  “Well, what do you think?” I asked, taunting her just a bit.

  “Not bad, not bad at all,” she said, deliberately playing down her excitement. But she couldn’t completely mask it no matter how hard she tried. “Of course, size doesn’t matter if you don’t know what to do with it.” She pulled her gaze from my cock and looked up at me. “Do you?”

  “I do,” I said. “The real question is: Do you?”

  She scoffed. “Please. Just watch me.”

  Without further ado, she wrapped one hand around my shaft, opened her mouth, and slipped my cock inside. She sucked on the tip and stroked my shaft at the same time, working slowly at first but gradually picking up steam, her mouth dropping further and further down my cock with every thrust.

  Her head was bouncing forward and back, moving faster and faster. Her hair was flying everywhere. She took my cock three-quarters of the way down her throat, and held it there for a good five seconds, maintaining eye contact the entire time, before gagging and pulling her head back.

  Jamie took a single deep breath, then gathered up the saliva in her mouth and spit it on my cock. Still staring up at me with an evil little smile on her face, she jerked me off.

  “Do you like how I suck your cock?” she asked. “Do you like seeing it planted in my pretty little mouth?”

  Smiling back at her, I nodded.

  “Yeah, I’m sure you do,” Jamie said. “Just wait till you see what else I can do.”

  She dropped a little lower and slid her body further underneath mine. She pressed my cock against my stomach, exposing my balls more prominently, then proceeded to lick them and suck on them, one at a time.

  I took a deep breath and let out a little moan.

  “You like that, huh?” she said. “You like it when I play with your balls?”

  I nodded again.

  Jamie snickered, enjoying her control over me, then went back to work. She gripped my ball sack just under the base of my cock, creating a tight little package with my balls as the gift. Then she took the whole thing in her mouth, sucking on it like she was trying to pull my balls out the bottom of my sack.

  I shuddered and made another involuntary noise.

  She relaxed on the pressure a bit, bouncing my balls around in her mouth while jerking me off for a few seconds before suddenly sucking on them more aggressively than ever, eliciting yet another gasp from my mouth.

  Jamie was expertly straddling the line between pleasure and pain, keeping me on my toes, not letting me get comfortable, heightening my sensation like a pro.

  I tried not to wonder how an eighteen-year-old could already be so good at things that took so much practice but it was difficult not to. Not that it really made a difference. As long as she was eighteen now, that’s really all that mattered. Whatever she’d done before today was none of my business.

  She played with my balls for a little while longer before releasing them with a pop. Looking up at me with her hand still around my cock, she slapped it against her cheek couple of times .

  “Fuck my face, baby,” Jamie said. “Fuck my pretty little face.”

  “With pleasure,” I said.

  I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and slid my hard cock into her open mouth. I pumped my hips forward and back, pulling her head towards me in time with my movements, slamming my cock deep into her mouth with every thrust. Gurgled, strained sounds escaped from her throat as I pulled my cock almost all the way out of her mouth before sticking it back in, balls deep, over and over. Saliva dripped out of her mouth and onto the hardwood floor, creating a reservoir of spit.

  Seeing the mess we were making, I decided to see just how far she’d go. I wanted to see how much of a slut she really was; just your garden variety freak or someone willing to push the envelope and do things that were just flat out nasty and deviant.

  “You’re making a mess,” I said, pulling my cock out of her mouth to give her a chance to take a breath. “Clean it up.”

  I released Jamie’s hair, and she immediately dropped down to her hands and knees. Leaning over, she ran her tongue over the pool of saliva, licking it up. When that proved inefficient, she sucked it up into her mouth, tilting her head back to swallow it once it was cleaned up off the floor.

  “You’re a filthy little fuckslut, aren’t you?” I said, marveling at her nastiness.

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she said, looking up at me with a little half smirk.

  “We’ll see about that,” I said. “But for now just stay down on the floor and don’t move. I want to stick my dick in that little pussy of yours. See if it’s as tight as it looks.”

  “Be my guest,” she said, arching her back, forcing her impossibly tight little ass up into the air while I came around to the other side of her. “But promise me you won’t take it easy on me. I want you to pound the shit out of me.”

  “Don’t worry, I won’t,” I said, shaking my head in wonder at the depths of depravity on this girl. She had no shame whatsoever. It was awesome.

  I approached Jamie from behind, one of my legs on each side of her body, until my legs were even with her hips. I squatted down, letting my cock rest on top of her ass. Then I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up until our faces were cheek to cheek, both facing the same way.

  “Are you ready to get fucked?” I said.

  “I’ve been waiting all day for it,” Jamie said. “Get on with it already.”

  I laughed. She was all attitude all the time. I fucking loved it. Of course, it also made me want to crack her façade even more.

  Still squatting above her, I slid my hips back just a little bit, grabbed ahold of my cock, and slipped it into her. Her pussy was soaking wet but it was still a snug fit. My cock was just too big and her pussy was just too small. But I didn’t let the size difference slow me down one bit, forcing my cock into her as far as it would go. I wasn’t going to stop unless she asked me to. Which I knew she would never do.

  “Holy shit,” she groaned once I was all the way inside her, unable to maintain her mask of aloofness in the wake of my cock penetrating her pussy.

  “Are you sure you can handle it?” I asked mockingly, using her momentary lapse of detachment against her, mostly because I knew how much it would piss her off to have it thrown back in her face.

  “I can fucking handle whatever you can dish out,” Jamie said, her attitude coming back with a vengeance.

  Despite the harshness of her words, her voice was strained and I could tell she was struggling with the size of my cock. But I also knew that under no circumstances would she want me to take it easy on her.

  With that in mind, I gripped her hips for balance and started moving against her. I started slow, fucking her with long, insistent strokes. But it wasn’t long before I was pounding her more quickly,
my cock moving in and out of her in a fast, steady rhythm.

  “That’s it, baby,” Jamie said, her voice gradually regaining it’s snarky tone as she started to get used to the size of my cock. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Give it to me like you mean it.”

  So I did, hammering her with more aggression. Our bodies bounced off each other, her ass rippling every time we made contact. I slid my hands up her back and grabbed a hold of her shoulders, pulling back on them as I moved into her, forcing my cock deeper inside her pussy with every thrust.

  “Just like that, just like that!” she said, her voice louder but still maintaining it’s hard edge. “Fuck me like I deserve to get fucked! Treat me like the little fuckslut that I am!”

  Her trash-talking had me searching for ways to increase my leverage over her. I saw her hair splayed down her back so I reached out and grabbed a handful of it and yanked back. She let out a surprised yelp and arched her back even further, allowing me deeper access to her pussy. Using her hair to manipulate her body and keep the tension at a maximum, I hammered away, her ass bouncing against me with more and more force.

  “Right there, right there, right fucking there!” Jamie said, growling like an animal. “Keep fucking me, keep fucking me, keep fucking me, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

  And cum she did, her body tightening up for a moment and then releasing with a shudder and a deep, guttural moan.

  Once her orgasm had passed I slowed down to catch my breath, not pulling my cock out of her pussy, but not moving against her either.

  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she said, turning back to look at me. Her eyes were wild and her mouth was turned up in an evil little snarl.

  “Taking a little break,” I said, biting down on my smile. I was deliberately messing with her, curious to see how she would react.

  Unsurprisingly, Jamie slammed her ass back into me hard with as much force as she could muster.

  “Just because I came once you think you can slow down?” she said, hammering back against me again. “Not a chance, mister. I’m not a man. I’m not done after a single pathetic orgasm.”