2 comments/ 45022 views/ 1 favorites One Hot Fuck By: MarkThyme She removed her panties, smoothed down her skirt and got out of her car. It was the first time she had seen him in about five years and she had been thinking of little else all day. Whatever happened between them tonight, even if they didn't hit it off, she had to have a shag with someone. She looked around the busy restaurant and there he was. Slightly older, a little grey round the temples now, but still the handsome guy she had intended to marry. She had decided there was little point in going over why he jilted her yet again. They both had new lives now, their paths had crossed again accidentally, he'd decided "a drink, for old times sake", and here they were. Leave it at that, she'd decided, and try to get that fantastic cock of his inside her one more time. He kissed her lightly on the cheek as they met, they sat and he ordered wine and some food. As the meal progressed, they relaxed more and more with each other. She toyed with her hair, he held eye contact with her almost too long, as they swapped stories about their families and mutual friends. As they sipped coffee, his hand brushed against hers across the table and she didn't move it away. "Drink at the Mojo?" he asked, referring the hottest club in town. She nodded and his hand brushed her waist as she led the way out of the restaurant. Outside she stopped and turned to face him. "The Mojo will be a bit noisy, don't you think?" she asked. "Well," he replied as if he didn't quite believe his luck, "I have my place to myself tonight. If you…" "OK", she replied before he could finish. "I'll follow you." Their cars parked outside, they kissed as soon as the front door of his house closed behind them. She pressed her pussy hard against his groin, desperate to feel the warm, hard cock pushing back against her. She wasn't disappointed. Her hand moved to touch it and rub it through his trousers. He broke free from the embrace and led her through to the lounge, taking his jacket and shoes off before beckoning for her to sit beside him on the sofa. She stood above him and slowly peeled off her jacket, skirt and bra and stood there naked apart from the 5" patent heels. She remembered how he loved to fuck her while she kept her shoes on. She knelt in font of him and undid the zip of his trousers. Pulling his trousers and pants down to his needs, she plunged her mouth over his rock hard cock that was already beginning to ooze drops of pre-cum. Encasing all of it, she took it in until she felt the top if the helmet tickle the back of her throat. She looked up twice into his eyes as she sucked and sucked. He could hardly catch his breath as he felt the sensation overwhelm him. The spunk tremor that began somewhere in the pit of his stomach, made him shake and tremble. "I – I'm going to cum," he stuttered, as it to warn her as much as anything else as his cock was still being worked and wanked by her mouth and tongue. She paused but only to let her tongue play around the knob of his helmet, before crashing her soft mouth round it again and again as her head bobbed up and down and she sucked him harder and harder, faster and faster. He came with a rush, shooting hot spunk deep into her throat. She gulped and swallowed all but the faintest dribble that trickled down her chin. When he was spent, she wiped her face with her hand and licked that clean. She then lay back on the floor and spread her legs wide in front of him, showing her shaved and glistening cunt. Her fingers played around it as she stared at him, allowing her own sensual being take control. With one hand stroking her tits and the other pushing two, then three, fingers into her pussy, she was about to make herself come with a surge as strong as anything she'd felt before. Her legs trembled, her knees want week and she felt her tummy tighten. Then it hit her, wave after wave of shuddering orgasm, her eyes screwing up with the sheer pleasure. Watching this, he grew hard again. Fumbling in the jacket he'd thrown to one side he found the condom he'd taken with him more in hope than expectation. Sliding it on his erect cock he stood, shook off the rest of his clothes and fell to his knees between her legs. They maintained continuous eye contact as his cock slid into her gaping, wet hole. Oh yes! This is what she wanted. Not necessarily all the time, but now and then, and he owed it to her after splitting with her the night before they had been due to marry. Now he was buried deep inside her and she tightened her cunt walls around his engorged prick. As he pushed in and out, in and out, so she wanked him with her cunt. She knew it would take him longer to come the second time around, but that didn't matter. Just feeling that huge, hard, cock deep inside her again was worth it in itself. Then she knew he was close again, and she wanted to make it with him. She slipped her forefinger between his stomach and her own and rubbed her mound. Wanking him with her cunt as he fucked her she was also rubbing herself towards climax and then, as she felt him pumping and throbbing inside her she let herself go too and they came together. He rolled off her onto his back and was still catching his breath as she stood and got dressed. "Thanks," she said. "I needed that. Call me sometime and maybe we'll do it again." She blew him a kiss and walked to her car, the air finding its way under her skirt to cool her hot, wet pussy. She checked her hair in her rear view mirror and tidied her make-up. Checking her watch, it occurred to her that the night was yet young. Maybe a drink at the Mojo wasn't such a bad idea. Didn't that young guy from accounts say he was going there with some mates? Why settle for one fuck when there's more out there, just waiting for you. In the club, she went straight to the bar and was immediately hit on by a couple of guys offering to buy her a drink. Not her type, either of them. Too old and smelling of stale booze and tobacco. No thank you. Across the bar, sure enough, there was young Dominic with a group of friends. He spotted her, smiled, said something to his mates who laughed as he came round to her. As he paid for her drink, she asked, "Did you tell them you were going to shag me?" He went bright red and struggled to answer. "Don't worry," she whispered, "I want you to." Leading him with one hand and sipping her drink with the other, she took him into a darkened corner, usually occupied by smooching couples at the end of the night, but almost empty now. The only other people there, an older guy with a very young girl, who through the gloom could just be seen to be wanking him with her hand in his fly. "The difference between us and them," she said, whispering in his ear again, "is that he is probably paying her for that, whereas I am going to give you something better for free. Got a johnny?" Still speechless, he nodded and produced a silver foil packet from his pocket. She ripped it open, unzipped his trousers and slid the condom onto his hard cock. Impressed and please by the size of it, she kissed him deeply as she pulled it out and lifted herself onto it. Leaning back against the wall she pulled him into her with her hands on his hips and pushed slowly against him so that he started to fuck her. God he was big and it felt so good. The exciting, dirty nature of the situation and the size of his cock meant that she knew she would come quickly and she reckoned on him doing the same anyway. He didn't let her down. She bit into his shoulder as she felt him pump inside her and her own wave of orgasm swept through her. As he pulled out of her a wave of panic struck as she felt the condom slip off. She reached down and grabbed it from inside her cunt, the shot sticky spunk spilling onto the floor. "You stupid little fuck!" she spat at him. "If any of that has leaked inside me, you are in for real trouble!" He almost ran away from her, back into the main part of the club, his head spinning with what had happened and reeling from what the consequences might be. "Oh shit!" she said to herself, immediately realising that the only thing for it was to let her husband fuck her without wearing one – just in case. Not that he satisfied her, but others already had that night, so what the hell. A month later, she sighed with relief that she had got away with it, but she didn't tell young Dominic and proceeded to have fun at his expense – fun and pleasure at one and the same time. She arranged any number of situations where they would be alone together and she would make him lick and suck her cunt until she came. From time to time, she gave him a reward by wanking him with a promise that, when she knew the 'pregnancy' was safe, he could fuck her again. Dominic finally caught on, and one of their assignations, took her by surprise by fording her to let him fuck her. It was rough, almost violent and she loved every minute of it. Two months later, she left her husband, both she and Dominic quit their jobs and they now live in Spain running a singles bar with swinger's nights on the Costa Del Sol. They have never been so happy and, despite the nature of their business and her natural hunger for sex, neither of them has been with another partner since. Eight years older than him, she knows time is not on her side if she is going to have a family and she is now pregnant by Dominic and looking forward to bringing up their family in the sun. I know all this because my name is Dominic and she is just one hot fuck… One Hot Fuck Session! I have not written nor had much of a desire to write since my last submission a looong time ago! I was suddenly inspired by tpervgirl shares the top 1% spot with a few other authors I truly enjoy reading. Thanks for the inspiration! * I would like to tell you about an episode I experienced not too long ago. This story is 95% true, unfortunately. I tried to regret it but I just couldn't. Here is how it went... Mary was a sexy 45 year old married female who worked right next to me for 3 years at a large insurance company located in Scottsdale, AZ. We had become good friends over the last year and eventually lovers. I truly loved her 'grown woman' shape and her beautiful toes with everything I had. I let her know everyday and she made sure they were always fresh for me. Having an office romance is not easy and definitely not safe, especially when one person is married. We did have a lot of fun together nonetheless and shared many nights fucking wherever we wanted. She didn't seem concerned about her marriage and I would almost always have to force her to go home. It got to the point where I had to set my clock 45 minutes fast so that she would leave at a proper time. I didn't want to be a part of her excuse if her husband ever questioned her whereabouts. After all, this was her idea. I am not a dog. Well, in a sense I am, but I do not have a cold heart. I knew what we were doing was wrong but I tried to help her keep her home situation as peaceful as possible. She would often tell me of his infidelities and the chick he has always talked about for two years, but she has yet to meet. I never spoke ill of him, only taking advantage of her willingness to provide me with unbelievable sex whenever the chance presented itself. Angela was not only our boss, but the wife of one of my good friends. Angela and Mary were better friends than they let on and did not publicize their relationship. They had worked together for 10 years and shared a deep friendship. They knew everything about each other, little did I know. Angela helped me obtain my position in the company and I did not want her to know what was going on with Mary and me for obvious reasons. One Friday, I walked into Angela's office to make small talk as I saw that she was not busy. Now Angela is the sexiest woman in the office, hands down. She was all business at work and was a stern business woman. She had a smoking body and an attitude to complement it. She was no angel though. I knew from talk in my circle that she was a loose woman prior to marrying my buddy. That is putting it mildly. She rarely showed that side of her unless she was drunk. She could drink most men under the table with no problem. After working together for a while, she saw that I was not the type to try to abuse our relationship while at work. I felt comfortable coming in to 'shoot the shit' and we did so for a couple hours that Friday afternoon. She confided in me that day about some of the problems she was having with my friend, her husband. I listened, surprised at some of the things she told me. I had no idea that they were having the type of issues she described. She was terribly upset and even let a few tears escape. She swore me to secrecy and I would never have betrayed her confidence. While we partied together regularly, I never saw that conversation coming. I appreciated her trust in me. Later that night, I happened to see her at a party with her husband. I didn't ask her if she was coming earlier because I wasn't sure her husband had told her about it. He later told me that she had made him bring her. I couldn't understand why he wouldn't want to bring her. I am smart enough to know that you never know what someone's home life is like so I didn't judge him or their situation. For all I knew, she could be a raging bitch. That night was more of a continuation of the same conversation we had earlier. I was drinking heavily and noticed that her husband was outside flirting with other women. I decided to play wingman and kept talking to her to avert her attention. She was tossing back beers at a pace that even I couldn't keep up with. After about the tenth beer, she brought up Mary and me. She told me that she knew that we fucked and Mary had told her everything. She also shared with me that she liked Mary and would fuck her but knew that Mary was not into that type of thing. I listened, not wanting to seem surprised by her frankness. Suddenly, she said, "I am having a good time talking to you and the music is great but one thing would make tonight perfect. "What's that," I asked. "It would be great if everyone was naked and fucking all throughout the house!" I again pretended to not be surprised and just nodded my head in agreement that it would be sexy. She went into detail on what she would like to see and participate in. I was getting way turned on and suddenly flashbacks of the times I spent with Julie started to come back to me in full force. (See Memories of the Past Vol. I & II.) She began, "I know you think I am a freak or something but from what I know about you, you have no room to talk. Mary told me all about how you suck her toes and try to choke her with your dick down her throat. I never would have thought she liked that type of shit but I guess you brought it out in her!" I again said nothing. "My husband barely fucks me," she continued. I'm willing to do it all too! I try to blow him daily, sneak in fucks in the bathroom when the kids aren't looking and I even lick his ass! Sometimes I try to suck his dick in the middle of the night and he turns away from me. Can you believe that shit? I blatantly rub my pussy right next to him, moaning till the baby damn near wakes up and he just lays there playing sleep as if nothing is going on. I know he is not gay but what the fuck is wrong with him? Wouldn't that make you want to roll over and fuck me? "I probably would," I agreed, not wanting to take the conversation too far. We talked for a while longer but I'd gotten horny from all her sex talk. Just then, a female friend of mine walked in and I decided I needed to go and line up some pussy tonight for myself. I left her there drunk and all worked up. The next week at work, we were back to normal. It was Wednesday and there was a New Employee Happy Hour scheduled at one of the bars near the office. This event occurred monthly and was basically a welcome party for all the newcomers or just a free drink fest if we had no new employees to welcome. These events were fun and the tab was completely covered by the company. On any given company night, you could get laid if you played your cards right. That night, Mary had a few more drinks than I think she meant to. I walked over to her and whispered in her ear. "You wanna to go back to the office and fuck?" "Of course I would. You wanna go now? I went to Angela and asked her if I could borrow the key to her office. "Why do you want the keys to my office?" she asked quizzingly. I told her I was going to fuck Mary till she was sober and go home. I offered to meet her at the office early and return her keys. Things got odd for a minute. She just stared at me, almost as if she was jealous. She gave me the key, but oddly said nothing afterward. "You better not have me waiting for my fucking keys tomorrow," she spat. "I will make it a point to be there early," I assured her. Mary followed me back to the office. We didn't cut on any lights. We just went directly to Angela's office. I immediately went to kiss her and began rubbing her tits through her shirt. Knowing that time was a factor, I hurriedly reached under her skirt and pulled her panties halfway down her thighs. I shoved two fingers in her pussy, although I did not apply as much pressure as my grunt let on. I finger fucked her for less than 15 seconds before she drenched my right hand. Literally, her juices were running down my wrist. I had never felt her so wet and it turned me on to no end. After she came once more, she dropped to her knees and pulled out my cock and immediately put it directly down her throat. I made no attempt to assist her. I thought she was trying to choke herself. She had never been so voracious and aggressive as she was at that moment. I closed my eyes and let her do her thing. I had my hand on her head and was caressing it while she savagely sucked me off. Suddenly, I heard the door knob turn. Slowly a head peeked around the door. I was a bit too excited to care much about who it was, although I had a pretty good idea. Mary didn't even notice at first. Then the door opened all the way. It was Angela. She came in and immediately began to strip. Mary looked behind her, never fully pulling her mouth from her mouth. She looked up at me and moaned...loud. I became bold and started fucking her mouth with a deliberate swagger. I looked at Angela while I was doing so. She was looking right back at me. I'm not sure if deep down I hoped this would happen but I sure acted like I was expecting it. Once naked, I just stared at her beautiful body in amazement. Her breasts were nice and thick with perfect sized nipples. I was now sure of the question she asked me at the party that previous weekend. She dropped to her knees, never taking her eyes off of me. She landed behind Mary and began finger fucking her slowly, then harder while I continued to stuff her mouth full of dick. I knew what was happening was wrong on so many levels. Angela's husband was my friend, my good friend. However, I know a true whore when I see one. I don't think my opinion even mattered at that point. The only control I had was how far I was willing to let things go. I became overwhelmed with her lustful eyes. Her eyes just told me that she really needed this and then she would be cured of the hunger her eyes displayed. They pleaded with me to comply with what was taking place. As a plea for my approval, she bent over further and began to tongue Angela's asshole, all the while still fingering her. She pulled her fingers out, licked them and stuck them back in. I could not help myself. I motioned for her to come to me. She jumped to her feet and immediately walked over to me. Without warning, she put her mouth on mine and kissed me hard. I wrapped my hand around her waist and snaked two fingers in her pussy. I pounded them in her hard as I could. I decided at that point I was not going to take it easy on her. If she wanted to be a whore, I was going to treat her like one. I don't think in all of my 37 years that I had ever been more turned on. I nearly lifted her off the floor while stretching to plant more fingers inside of her. She took it like a pro and it was obvious by her wetness that she was in heaven. I abruptly stopped kissing her and pulled out my finger out of her pussy, making eye contact with her. Mary, apparently feeling a bit left out, stopped sucking and walked over to Angela's chair, stripped naked and put her feet up on the desk. I barely noticed as I was also, at this point, consumed with raw lust for this forbidden pussy. I stepped out of my pants and shoes with reckless abandon. I slowly rubbed her asshole with her own wetness. I pulled her close and placed my cock under her pussy as we still stood against the wall. I looked at her and asked if she was ready. She nodded, knowing what I was about to do. I kissed her slowly and made circles around her asshole. I teased her a couple times, sticking only the tip of my middle finger in her ass. When I thought she was not expecting it, I shoved four fingers in her ass as hard as I could. Not all of my fingers made it in but two were packed in solid and one hovered around the edge. I was kissing her deeply. Spit was running down my cheek. Although we couldn't possibly muster up any more lust, I still was overcome with desire. I made a sawing motion with my dick against her pussy while spreading her cheeks with both hands. I now had fingers in her ass from both hands. "Please fuck me now!" she said, her mouth shivering. Never removing my fingers from her ass, I lead her, backwards, to her desk. I could not help but to continue kissing her. This was not a loving embrace, although it certainly felt like one! This was two like minded people who, for that moment, were experiencing uncontrollable lust. We reluctantly broke our embrace and I turned her around like around like a rag doll. I bent her over her own desk, wanting to stay as near to her as possible. I hovered myself over her back. I grabbed her right nipple with my left hand and positioned my rock hard dick outside her pussy. My first instinct was to quickly shove it in. Instead, I changed my mind, opting to let it slide in gradually without stopping. In one push, I slid into one of the tightest pussy I had ever felt. I didn't realize how hard I was pinching her nipple. Although she did not complain, I came to my senses and let it go, not wanting to leave a mark. She seemed to love it as rough as I did. I opened my eyes. Mary was still sitting in the chair and was right in front of us slowly masturbating herself. I slowly stroked Angela's pussy with the most finesse I could display, staying as close to her ass possible. We moved in unison and fucked like husband and wife should fuck. I gave it to her sensually, like our session was made of love, although I knew it was nothing like that. We were one, if only for that moment/ I continued to pump it inside of her until I began to feel my orgasm coming on. I started to go faster, quickly deciding that I had to cum inside of her. There was no way I could pull out of this glorious pussy. I grabbed her hair and pushed her face against the desk. I looked at her and began to talk to her. "I'm gonna cum in your pussy Angela. I'm gonna do it now!" She didn't say anything. I kept pumping and repeated, "I'm going to cum in your pussy. You can't stop me. I need to let it go inside of you!" I took her silence as unspoken permission to fill her up with all the cum I had to give. But that was not enough for me. "Tell me to come in your pussy, TELL ME!" She groaned... "Do it! Come in me," she screamed! At that moment, I heard Mary echoing her sentiments. "Fuck her baby! Shit it in her pussy!" I had almost forgotten that Mary was there. I couldn't hold it any longer. I released the biggest load of my life inside of her, not stopping until I was sure it was drained. We stayed like that for what seemed like hours, but lasted probably less than a minute or two. I decided to go out with a bang. "Don't move," I told her! I slowly pulled out of her. I got on my knees. I could not resist myself. I got down on my knees and tongued her asshole while fishing out my own cum with my fingers. I then watched it leak out of her. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. Mary came around and looked with me but I think the moment had passed for her as she began to dress. So she would not feel alone, I helped Angela up and we began to get dressed as well. Mary kissed me and told me she had to run. I was left with Angela alone. She was still naked from the waist down. I sat in her chair where Mary was only a short while before. She came and sat down on top of me. She kissed me lovingly and told me thank you. Her pussy was still dripping cum. I reached down and touched her again. This time I fed it to her. This was the making of a true nasty affair. It was not to be and we both knew it. We stayed there for another 10 minutes swapping cum and I fingered he ass once again, pondering the thought of fucking that sweet ass. I even sucked what was left out of her pussy. But I knew I could not have fucked her again no matter how bad I wanted. This was a long drawn out goodbye of sorts. We both eventually dressed and went up to the parking garage. As she would on any other day, she screamed, "See ya tomorrow punk!" "Later!" I answered, like always. One Hot Fuck Slut Two years ago my husband and I had a rough patch. Things are sort of better now, but he doesn't know just how much I did while we were separated. If he ever found out any of this he'd leave me for sure... It was Friday night and I had a date. Not date night with my husband, but with my lover, Drew. I had just left the house, telling my husband I was headed out for a ladies night, when I got a text from Drew telling me he was stuck at work and would not be able to see me tonight. This is the third time this month he had stood me up saying he had to do a double. I knew I was getting the brush off, again, so I decided to hit the local bar. I live in a small rural town and this place was a dive, but I didn't want to be driving too far knowing I'd likely be smashed in no time. Heading to the bar I was hoping to hook up. Let me tell you first off that I'm quite tall, nearly 5'10" and I am proud to say I have a bit of junk in my trunk. I have blue eyes and bright candy apple red hair styled in a chin length bob with short bangs. I wore skin tight jeans, a bright blue tank top which accentuated both my red hair and blue eyes, and purple and blue 4 inch high heels with a peep toe that showed my hot pink pedicure. I knew I looked good, dark eyeliner around my eyes and lots of pale pink lip gloss on my sexy, not too big not too thin lips. Even though it was summer I didn't have a tan, I don't tan well so I'm always very pale. As I stepped out of my car into the cool summer night I felt my nipples stiffen and press against the fabric of my tank top. I didn't wear a bra, I never a wear a bra, I don't need to. My tits are high and perky, a small b cup, and my nipples are full and puffy. I have a tiny waist, "child bearing hips," and a thick juicy booty. My legs are long and in these heels they only looked longer. Even though I felt sexy I'm still very shy by nature so when I strode into the bar feeling confident, I still took a seat that gave me a two stool cushion around anyone else. As I took my seat and placed my drink order (a shot of Jack and a Jack and Coke) I scanned the room. I didn't see anyone I was interested in so I figured I'd stay and listen to the DJ for an hour then go home. As I finished my first Jack and Coke I heard someone come in behind me. I turned to look and saw him. He had trouble written all over him. He was tall, well over 6 foot, blonde hair, blue eyes, and heavily tattooed. He wore jeans, sneakers, a pale blue button down over a "wife beater" tank top and a baseball cap. I was in lust. We briefly made eye contact then I looked back to my drink, but watched him join his group of friends out of the corner of my eye. I nursed a few more drinks and we made eye contact a few more times. I kept hoping he'd find an excuse to come over and talk to me, but he didn't and soon I watched him leave. I was quite drunk at this point so I decided that I'd walk to the convenience store which is in the same shopping center and grab a snack before heading home. All they had that appealed to me was a bagel and cream cheese. I sat on the curb in front of the bar, ate my bagel then lit a smoke. Just as I was finishing my cigarette there he was again. Trouble was back, jumping out of a friends care and heading back into the bar. I couldn't miss another chance. I stood up from the curb and stretched, arching my back so that I pushed my ass and tits out at the same time. I saw him watching me as he walked up to the bar so I pulled another cigarette out and as I was rummaging around for my lighter, a flame appeared in front of me. Trouble was lighting my cigarette, my heart was pounding in my chest, my skin was tingling all over. I knew my fate was sealed. I couldn't think of anything witty to say so I just said thanks. He lit his own cigarette and just stood there eying me up while he smoked. "Weren't you here already?" I asked him. He just nodded yes. Damn, he wasn't saying anything and my cigarette was almost done and I had no idea what to do. I wanted to go home with him, now. He took a small step closer to me, but still he didn't say anything, I was finally done with my cigarette so I tossed it and started to head back to my car, figuring he was just being polite, and had no intention of making any move at all. Just as I opened my car door he started after me "Wait up," he said "this place closes soon. Can you take me home? Maybe we can have a drink there?" Yessss!!!!! Finally... "Sure, no problem, get in," I replied. I was ecstatic. I could feel my cunt getting wet with anticipation. See, as shy as I am, I'm a real slut. I love sex, rough sex, hard sex, fucking... and he was just the kind of boy that could give it to me. The ride to his house was quite except for the few direction he gave me. I had some White Zombie remixes playing, but quietly in the background. When we got to his house he poured me a drink, then another. I went to the bathroom once, then we had two more drinks. Still, very little small talk. I stared at his tattoo's for a while, he took off his button down so he was left in just his white "wife beater" tank top. Yum! After the last two drinks I had to pee, again. I was sitting on the toilet, reveling in my drunkenness, amazed at how wet my cunt was by now, when he walked in. I startled a bit, sat up straighter, and watched him walk over to me. I watched him open his belt, then his pants. He put a hand on my head, in my hair, and at the same time pulled his cock out. He was hard, long and thick. About 9 inches and thick. I took him in my hand and I could just barely wrap my hand around the base of his cock. He pulled my head onto his cock and I began eagerly slurping on his shaft. He pulled me down so I was forced to take his full length down my throat. I've never had a difficult time deep throating so it wasn't too tough, except he was quite a bit thicker than any man I've been with before. He held my head still while he started moving in and out fucking my face, holding my hair tight. I felt the juices begin to flow and my cunt was even wetter than it was when we started, at the same time my saliva was getting thicker to accommodate his girth moving in and out of my throat. I hadn't peed yet, and I did have to go very badly, so I just went while he was fucking my face. I think he liked this, because he really started getting into it and moaning then. After a few minutes of this he pulled my head back hard, rubbed his hand down my face and caressed my neck, said "Get in my bed," and pointed in the general direction of his bedroom. He walked out, headed towards the kitchen, I finished up on the toilet, pulled my pants up but didn't bother to button them and quickly did as I was told. He came in right behind me. I was sitting on his bed and he stood in front of me, reached down and pulled off my pants and my panties in one quick movement. Next thing I knew his pants were off too. He lay down and I knelt next to him and eagerly took him into my mouth. I started quickly, taking his full length in quick slurps, then slowed down a bit. Running my tongue down and up his shaft, circling it around the tip then back down again and circling his testes. I gradually began reaching lower and lower with my tongue until I grazed his asshole. "Yes... lick me there," he moaned and I dug my tongue deep into his asshole. I tongued his asshole, licked all around it then buried my tongue deep into it again while I jerked him off. Since I was kneeling on his side he had access to my body and started rubbing and massaging my ass. This made me arch my back, which he apparently took as an invitation to smack it, because he did. Smack! I moaned into his ass, never stopped working my tongue, and he rubbed where he had just smacked. I started to lick his testes again when he smacked my ass again, harder this time. This time I screamed a little, jumped, and buried my face in his cock, taking it deep in my throat, keeping it deep only moving in slow short strokes. He smacked my ass again this time, much harder than before, and I moaned onto his cock. My eyes were watering and slobber was dribbling down my chin, and my cunt juices were dripping down my thighs. He pulled my head up by my hair, got on his knees then pushed my face down into his mattress. He got behind me and started rubbing my ass with one hand while he rubbed my clit with the other. He used his three middle fingers, which is just how I do it when I masturbate, and circled around and around my clit. He grabbed and pulled my ass cheek, pulling them apart with the one hand then pressing them back together, all while he was working my clit. I was so close to cumming when he stopped and got behind me. He rubbed his head up and down my slit, positioned himself at my entrance, then rammed his full length inside me. He laced his hand in my hair and pulled my head back hard while he pounded away at my cunt. I was lost in a constant moan of pleasure, his girth stretching me and filling me so completely. "You're a sexy little slut, you know that?" he said, while he was relentlessly pounding my cunt. I could feel his balls slapping against my clit and it was driving me closer and closer to orgasm. "Oh yeah, oooh yeah" I purred "I know I'm a slut." He pulled out then and started smacking my ass some more. Harder and harder, alternating ass cheeks, then stopping to rub them and spread them out. I pushed my ass towards him inviting him to do more. "You really are a slut," he said. "Does this slut want me to fuck her ass?" "Yes please," I whispered. That was all the yes he needed. He rammed himself deep into my anus, I could feel his balls pressing against my cunthole as he kept pushing forward trying to get deeper and deeper into my bowels. I pushed back and moaned, it hurt, but in that really great way that only anal sex hurts like. He pulled my hair back hard again and started fucking my ass. Hard and fast, never relenting. One hand pulling my head back, the other hand on my hip. He slowly moved his hand up my body, from my hip, to my waist, past my swaying tits, up my shoulder and brought it to rest on my throat. Just holding it, lightly, not assuming anything. "Choke me," I whispered, I wasn't sure if he'd heard, but then I felt his hand squeezing my throat. Not completely, but just enough to slow everything down. I could get the smallest amount of air through the passage he left me so I took really long breaths, in and out, while he kept pounding away at my ass. He abruptly stopped, yanked my face over to his cock and shoved it into my mouth. I sucked away at it, tasting my anus, sucking it hard and deep. He pulled my face back and started rubbing it on my face, slapping it against my cheek. I could only moan, and reach for it with my tongue. He slapped it against my tongue a few times, then pushed me down on my back. This is exactly how I like to fuck... raw and savage. I love to be manhandled. He pushed my legs open and I spread them even wider for him. He pushed himself deep into my cunt and fucked me in short fast strokes, constantly working my g-spot. He reached up and started squeezing and pulling my tits, roughly grabbing and pulling on them. It's just how I love to be touched. "Slap me," I screamed, and he did. Not too hard at first, but building up harder and harder. Slapping my face, mauling my tits for a bit, then slapping my face again. I was screaming and moaning so loud now, "Yes, oh fuck yes, fuck this slut, fuck me like the like dirty slut I am," and he did, pounding my cunt hard and deep, slapping my face with one hand and then he grabbed my throat with the other hand and squeezed. Squeezed tight, pulled me towards him by my throat and slapped my face again... it was all I could take, I came and I came hard. My cunt convulsed on his cock, spasming against it, forcing him into his own orgasm. Feeling his cum spurting inside me sent me over the edge even further and I snapped my head back and screamed a silent scream, for he still had my airway closed in his grip. That's all I remember. I must have passed out and the next thing I know it's dawn and he's waking me up telling me I have to leave, his girlfriend will be home soon. "You're one hot fuck, slut," he said to me, "you should come back tomorrow and let me fuck you like that again."