3 comments/ 18923 views/ 6 favorites No, Thank You By: MitchCapslock All comments or criticism welcome. * I had just settled onto the couch to watch some television when the phone rang. "You available?" a familiar voice asked. "Yes." "I'll be there in 20 minutes." "I'll leave the door unlocked, I'm going to jump in the sho--." But he'd already hung up. --- As the hot water poured over me, I lathered my body — with special attention to my stiffening cock — and thought about how Randy and I had met. I'd read personal ads from men seeking sex with other men for years, but none had ever prompted me to respond. The ad read, "WM, mid-30s, no time to waste. Only want some quick action. Send me your number. No games, no crap, no strings." The words shot through me like lightning. Before I knew what I was doing, I'd clicked on the ad and sent my name and cell number to a complete stranger. About an hour later, he called. "Have you ever done this before?" he asked, by way of an introduction. "A few times, a long time ago," I replied. "And what do you want?" I paused, before stammering out a reply. He cut me off before I'd gotten two non-coherent words out. "Just tell me what you want," he said, in a tone that was at once insistent and inviting. "I want ... I want to suck and fuck," I said. "I don't need anyone else to know about this. It's been a long time, but I can't get the images of a hard cock waiting for me to pleasure it out of my head. I don't want or need a relationship, no sweet talk, no after-sex cuddling, nothing. Just the sex." There was a slight pause at the other end of the line. "That's what I've been waiting to hear," he said. I gave him my address. "I can be there in 10 minutes." Thirty minutes later, I lay naked, slumped on my couch. My cum covered my crotch, thighs and chest. Randy's load was in my belly. --- Since then, the routine was always the same. Randy would call when he wanted me. If I was available — and I always was — he'd be at my apartment in less than 30 minutes. I dried myself and wrapped a towel around my waist, my cock pushing the material out from my thighs and walked toward my darkened bedroom. A shaft of light from the hallway let me see him laying naked on my bed. He was on his back, his legs spread slightly and his semi-hard dick resting against his thigh. When I walked in the room, he propped himself up with one arm behind his head to watch me. I let the towel fall from my waist and it cascaded over my erection before falling to the floor. I crawled between his legs, taking care not to touch him before I reached my goal. I touched the tip of my tongue to his balls and gently ran it up along his shaft to the head of his dick. A small moan escaped his lips and his cock began to swell as I kissed the head. When I raised up slightly, it sprang into the air. I took him into my mouth, sliding the shaft along my tongue and into the back of my throat before closing my lips around the base. I held there for a moment, gently sucking, while feeling Randy's 7-inch cock fill my mouth and rubbing my nose in his tightly cropped pubic hair. I let his cock slide from my mouth until just the tip remained between my lips. I plunged down on his dick, pushing up with tongue on the underside while sucking harder. He moaned his approval. I continued work his cock with my mouth, while my own hard cock rubbed against the duvet. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock and gently milked the shaft while paying special attention to the sensitive part below the cockhead with my tongue. I could taste the precum dribbling from his dick and I was already thinking about swallowing his load. But that's not what he wanted. When I was sure he was about to unleash his sperm into my mouth, Randy lifted me off his cock and pushed me back until I was sitting on my haunches, my stiff prick sticking out from between my legs. He leaned forward and took me into his mouth. He sucked me gently and slowly, knowing that my cocksucking had pushed me close to the edge of release. Through the dim light, I could just make out the edge of my cock as it disappeared slowly in his mouth. Randy's hand slid between my legs, his fingers brushing past my balls. He reached behind me before running two fingers down the crack of my ass to my rosebud. It was almost more than I could take. I moaned loud enough that I'm sure the neighbors could hear. He let my cock fall from his mouth and leaned back toward the nightstand and the bottle of lube he'd brought. After squirting some on his fingers, he reached again between my legs and rubbed the goo on my asshole before gently sliding his finger inside. After he was sure I was properly slick and pliable, Randy scooted from in front of me, allowing me to move forward on the bed and roll onto my back. I lifted my thighs and held them open giving him total access to my backside. He moved forward and touched his cock below my ballsack before rubbing this head of his dick along my ass, picking up some of the lube he'd just applied. He positioned his dick at the entrance to my ass and looked me in the eye as he started to push inside, as if I was unaware that my body was his to use for his pleasure. When his scrotum reached my ass cheeks, he paused for a minute and I let the warm, wonderful feeling of being full wash over me. He slid his cock out of me, leaving only the head inside before pushing all the way back in. He found a pleasurable rhythm, settled in and fucked me. He reached between my leg and grabbed my dick like a rider might hold a saddle's pommel. With his fingers, he gently stroked the base of my cock as he continued to push his dick into my ass. It was too much for me to take. "Please," I said in a tone that was more a plea than a request. "I want come in your mouth after you fill my ass with your load. Please." He nodded in agreement, and dropped my cock from his grip. He pushed my hands away from my thighs and replaced them with his own. He pushed apart my knees and began fucking me harder. I could see a sheen of sweat on his brow and his breathing quickened as he pushed himself inside me with long, full strokes. It didn't take long before his torso stiffened and he pushed deep into my bottom. With a low grunt, he held there, his cock spasming and filling my ass with his cum. He pulled his softening cock from my ass and I could feel some of his load begin to run down my crack. Randy wrapped his fist around my dick, and sucked me between his lips. With two or three quick pumps, I was coming. He swallwed my juice and continued sucking until my squirming told him I was too sensitive to continue. He released me and got off the end of the bed. After wiping himself on the towel I'd dropped earlier, he dressed quicking and walked toward my door. I stayed on the bed, one of my fingers gently rubbing the cum that bubbled from my ass and watched him go. As he opened my door, he glanced over his shoulder. "Thanks," he said. "No," I said to the closing door. "Thank you." No Thank You It was October 31st' 2012 Halloween my favorite holiday of the season. If you think a twenty five year old does not like going to costume parties, you've' got no idea what goes on in my life. Everyone I hang out with likes to enjoy themselves to the best of their advantage, and Halloween is one of the best ways we can accomplish that. This year, like the last four years in a row, I was hosting a Halloween party at my apartment with a number of friends coming over and naturally, it was a costume party. There was Jessie who was dressed in one of those sexy angel costumes and her sister Jamie who was dressed in a devil costume. Then there was Mike, dressed up as Darth Vader; he always was a huge fan of Star Wars. Chris and Steven were both dressed like vampires, I have no idea why they could not come up with their own individual ideas but whatever. I was dressed like Dean Winchester from the popular TV series Supernatural; me along with a few of my friends were all obsessed with this show and it was a sort of dare for me to dress like Dean my favorite character. I was in good shape and I had the type of clothing Dean wears' my hair is short cut and brown much like his and it just seemed like a fun idea to do it. My room-mate' Bryan was the one who really topped the cake this year around though. He was always a dare devil and this was a dare that even I laughed my ass off at when he said yes to it; Bryan was dressed as a woman this year. From top to bottom, I mean everything a hot girl would have. Makeup, a blonde wig, red cherry lipstick, a white tank top and a pair of very tight jeans that made his ass quite visible and a pair of black high heels. The troubling thing was he was actually really convincing, save for his voice, when he tried to sound like a woman the only thing he succeeded in doing was making everyone crack up laughing. He called himself Sarah. The party started at around 8:00pm and by 10:30 pm' everyone was drunk off their asses. The music was blasting, people were dancing, the booze were going fast and everyone was having a very good time; I felt proud of myself that I had managed to throw a Halloween party this fun five years in a row and this was likely the best out of all five years. Around 11:00 pm, I stumbled down the hallway towards my bedroom, dizzy as hell and as drunk as I had been in quite some time. I had forgotten how bad of an idea it was for me to mix whiskey with beer and I was definitely starting to feel the effects of the two types of alcohol combined. I must have collapsed about halfway down the hallway because I felt a pair of arms wrapping around me and lifting me up off the floor; I was leaning up against the wall and got a good look at whoever it was that lifted me up. Before my eyes was one hell of a sight, a beautiful girl with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes and a killer body. I was stunned at the amazing face that stared back at me and I couldn't' help but smile drunkenly at her. "Dude, are you okay?" she asked. I laughed and nodded my head. "I am now," "Ha-ha, oh my god you are so fucked up." She pulled me away from the wall and allowed me to lean on her as she carried me the rest of the way down the hall towards my bedroom. When we got into the room, she moved closer to the bed before tossing me onto the mattress and laughing at the way I seemed to flop down on it. "There you go Mr. Dean Winchester," she joked, referring to my costume. "Doncha wanna have some fun with me?" I slurred. "Hahahah...man, you're worse than I thought you were." "I...really think your fucking so hot," "Tom...just go to sleep." She turned and walked out the door without another word spoken and I rolled' over onto my stomach right arm hanging over the side of the bed and within seconds I was out cold. I woke sometime later to the feeling of the mattress pushing down as though someone were climbing into bed with me. Groaning, I lifted my head up and looked out the bedroom window; it was still night outside, which meant the' party was not over yet but I felt like shit. There was no way I would be returning to the living room, which meant it was up to Bryan to tend to the rest of the party. Rolling over to see who was getting into bed with me, I was surprised to see the girl who helped me down the hallway was now less than a few inches away from me and practically completely naked. She moved over towards me and leaned in, kissing me on the lips; she was a bit sloppy, and I could taste the alcohol on her breath. It was pretty' obvious she was a lot more' drunk then she had been however long ago it was when she brought me in here. Her kisses became more aggressive and soon she had slid her tongue into my mouth and her hand down my boxers to stroke my already hardened cock. I moaned into her lips and embraced her; one thing about me' and whiskey was it always left me feeling really' horny later on. Sometimes, I could get it up and sometimes I couldn't' but one way or another it always made me horny; they called it whiskey dick. When the alcohol interferes with your ability to get hard enough for a bit of good old fashion fun, its' called whiskey dick, but it doesn't' always bother me that badly. This beautiful angel before me was now kissing her way down my chest, teasing my nipples with her warm wet tongue and tracing circles with it on my chest. She kissed her way further down towards his groin and he gripped the sheets, leaning his head back and moaning in pleasure as she wrapped her gorgeous lips around my shaft and took me all the way to the back of her throat while playing with my balls. Again, I could not help but moan in pleasure as I bucked my hips, growing closer and closer to an orgasm that would overthrow me. Finally, it hit me and with a low grunt, I exploded shooting my load down her throat; she choked on it a little but swallowed every drop of it regardless before licking my head clean. I leaned back against the bed and sighed in relief, but it did not appear that she was done with me just yet. I watched, as she stood up on the bed, stumbling and we both cracked up laughing; she started to undress for me, as if she were dancing to the low bass of the music in the living room. Before long, she was down to nothing but her panties; she did not have very large breasts but at this point' that did not bother me. I was still aroused and obviously, she was too; it was clear that we were going to go all the way tonight, and I still did not even know her name. She turned around and still dancing, bent over just slightly and started to pull her panties down revealing her beautiful ass. My cock started to rise to attention once again as she moved her panties down her smooth legs and slid out of them, tossing them aside and then as she moved to get down and lay in sixty nine with her on top, that's when I saw it. Dangling between her beautiful legs was a thick and hard seven, inch cock at full attention. I stared in complete shock trying to comprehend what I was seeing in front of me, but even though I had been asleep for some time before this started, the alcohol still had its' hold over my mind and so I could not completely concentrate. The one thing I was aware of was that even though I now knew this beautiful woman had a dick between her legs, my own dick was still willing to do just about anything, as long as she was willing to. She got down on top of me, her ass just inches from my face and her cock and balls dangling in front of me. She again wrapped her lips around my dick and started sucking me off for the second time tonight; I inhaled the musky aroma of her ass and the scent of sweaty balls. That's when she moved back just a little as if to say that she wanted me to return the favor; her dick was now resting on my lips and with nothing better to do, I leaned up just slightly opened my mouth and she slid to the back of my throat. The taste was interesting to say the least, a bit tangy but not exactly disgusting like' I would have guessed it might be. As I felt myself getting close to another orgasm, she suddenly pulled away and turned around sitting on my chest and grabbing me by the hair. She pulled my head up off the pillow and slid forward, shoving her big fat cock right into my mouth and throat fucking me. I mean literally throat fucking me, I was making all the gagging slurping' sounds that a girl would make while going down on me, only instead it was me doing the going down on. She moaned, leaning her head back as though she were about to cum and then she stopped; she wasn't' ready yet. She was seconds from an orgasm, but she did not want it to happen just yet, she wanted to go on a little bit longer. She moved back off my chest and started grinding against my cock, rubbing her ass against it and I knew what she wanted now. I re-adjusted myself just a little giving her better access to it and slowly, she lowered herself down onto my shaft. Her asshole seemed to stretch and accommodate quite well, it felt as though it were sucking me right in and the feeling of pleasure was very good. I had never fucked a pussy as tight as this' beautiful, transsexuals asshole was and I was enjoying every second of it. Once she had impaled herself on my hard cock, I grabbed her hips and she started grinding, rocking back and forth my dick rubbing up against her prostate gland. We were both moaning, gasping for air as I started thrusting up into her with hard strokes; she bounced up and down on me and the bed shook underneath of us making the familiar creaking sounds that I had grown use to with my active sex life. After a couple minutes of her riding my dick, if flipped over so that she was on her back and I was on top of her, missionary position my cock sliding in and out of her asshole and her legs wrapped around me. She dug her nails into my back and bit my neck, sucking on it and leaving a pretty' large hickey in the place of her lips. As I picked up the pace, really pounding her ass now fucking the hell out of her, she started to scream in pleasure, yelling out my name. I was grunting and moaning sweating and breathing heavily and I could feel myself getting closer and closer by the second. She was writhing around underneath of me, screaming and moaning as her own orgasm rocked her body; I must have stimulated the prostate gland enough to send her into a mind' blowing orgasm because she was really into it. I could feel my dick starting to swell up inside of her ass and a few more hard thrusts and I buried myself balls deep inside of her; I groaned and exploded, pumping her full of my semen until it leaked out of her ass and down along the length of my cock to my balls. Collapsing on top of her, I was exhausted, breathing heavily and she was in a similar state; but I could still feel her cock between our bodies and it was hard as a rock. She had experienced an orgasm but she was still hard and looking to cum herself; I pulled out of her slowly and she threw me on my back climbing back onto my chest and again shoved her cock in my mouth. I could taste sweat and cum this time but I still did not mind. She leaned forward shoving herself all the way to the back of my throat and I gagged as she moaned and started to ejaculate, shooting her cum down my gullet. It tasted salty and warm, no real flavor bad or good but it was tolerable for sure. I swallowed it all and she pulled her cock from my mouth smacking me lightly across the face with it. I leaned up some and started licking it clean and after a few moments' she lay down beside me and lay her head on my chest. We were both sweating and exhausted and the alcohol was beginning to wear off; I ran my hand through her golden locks of hair as we both started to slowly, doze off. I had one question on my mind. "What's your name?" "Sarah," My eyes shot open again as it dawned on me who I had actually just had sex with; I don't' think he even realized it himself because of how drunk he was. I could make a big deal out of it right now, but we were both so tired and drunk that neither one of us really would be able to make any sense of it. I tried to relax and close my eyes again, figuring it was better to sort all, of this out in the morning and hope that it did not ruin our friendship. If anything, I had just experienced some of the best sex I'd' had in a long time; it just so happened to be with my best friend, who just so happened to be another man. No, Thank *You!* John had been wanting and avoiding the little slut for years, and for good reason. She was his housemate's sister. Not only his housemate, but his best friend, who had categorically told every guy he knew that he would kick their ass if they ever went near her. But it was a manageable situation, I mean, she was a hot little thing, but plenty more pussy in the sea, was always John's view. She had remained the star player in his fantasies though. Kiera was a couple years younger than him and they'd been friends and played together as kids. Then, ever since he'd been old enough and she'd grown into a woman's body, he'd had a perma-hard-on around her, and started to crave and dread being around her. Because she was too young, at first. As kids, the age gap was too big for them to date. Now it was because they were almost always together only around her brother, who refused to consider her dating anyone, ever. Her body was amazing- she was tall for a woman, coming up to his shoulder, and slender, with perky C cup tits and a round sexy ass. She didn't dress like a slut at all, but her childish clothing couldn't quite hide her wonderful body. She had a classic, oval face, a little young looking for 18, but beautiful. Her expressive hazel eyes seemed to follow him in his memory, her full lips pursing thoughtfully. Her hair was long and dark, always curling, contrasting against her pale skin. He also liked her as a person. She was quiet and considerate, restful to be around, but with the naughty playful streak that he remembered from their childhood years. Her laughter sent shivers of desire down his spine, even her voice was a caress, smooth and low. Most of the time he could avoid her, he barely ever had to see her now that they'd grown up. That was, until one day in autumn when her shower broke. As she lived quite close to her brother, she'd been coming over in the mornings to use theirs. It had been a torturous few days for John; hearing her singing as she showered every morning, smelling her scent wafting through the hallway to his room... Seeing her at breakfast, all pink and glowing, hair still wet. Eating daintily as she shot him shy looks and chatted and joked with her brother. He tried to avoid her, take his showers and leave earlier so they wouldn't run into one another... Which worked for 4 days. On the 5th day he overslept, and had to shower just after she'd finished. He imagined he could still smell her scent as he entered the bathroom, the warm smell of her pussy lingering. He groaned as he soaped up, imagining her playing with herself, and knowing he couldn't take the time to rub one out. He had to run or he'd be late for work, and he had a thing about punctuality. No, it was too bad, he'd have to save it for later. He quickly washed, then jumped out of the shower, clean but with his dick still at half mast. He dried off a little, then hooked the towel around his waist, while he went in search of a quick breakfast. He almost called out to Stu, his housemate, before remembering that he was late, and Stu would already have left. As he strode into the kitchen, he heard a little gasp, and caught sight of her, sitting at the table, half peeled banana in her hands. She was dressed only in a bathrobe, her hair still damp and spilling around her shoulders. For a moment as his heart stopped, he thought he was delusional- he knew she was supposed to be at class by now. He crazily thought he could smell her, the same scent that haunted the bathroom, creeping out to ensnare him. He'd taken a step towards her before he even realised. "What are you doing here?" he said, desire hardening his voice. Her eyes were wide and seemed stuck on him, darting from his face to his naked chest, while her face grew pinker. "I..I..." "You're supposed to have left already.." She grew more flustered, her face now completely flushed, eyes darting lower, with seeming reluctance. He followed her eyes to his massive erection, which was tenting out the towel, almost obscenely. He looked again at her, and she was almost trembling as she looked back at him, eyes wild and glossy, breathing hard as she sat holding her banana. "You know this is all your fault" he told her harshly, "this is all your fault." And with that he strode forward and pulled her face onto his erection. She made a muffled protest as he rubbed her face all over his dick through the towel, leaning over to smell the scent from her hair. "Oh yeah, you like my big dick, don't you slut" he growled, "you wanna see it?" Without waiting for her answer, he stepped back slightly and released the towel. His dick sprang forward eagerly, bobbing and looking painfully hard. Kiera's eyes were glued to it, her face flushed again and eyes fixed, as though she couldn't look away. She swallowed hard. "Yeah, I know you like that, I bet you never saw a dick as big as that, did ya? Is that what you were thinking about while you played with yourself in my bathroom?" She made no reply, just swallowed again. She looked so excited and nervous, she seemed almost whacked out. He watched as she breathed like she'd just run a race. "You ever sucked such a big dick before?" He asked, fighting to not just shove it in her mouth. He knew Kiera was in college, but he doubted her brother let her have many boyfriends, she might not have had too much experience. She looked up at him, then down again demurely, her eyes seeming unable to stay away from his cock. "Hey now baby, don't be shy, I know you want it" he coaxed. "Come on now, look what you've done to me, you gotta take care of that." She seemed to hesitate, then cleared her throat and said nervously in a rush "You can't fuck me." John raised his eyebrows. "Fine, fine, little one..." "I mean it," she went on "my brother would kill us." His eyebrows raised even more at that. Her number one reason for not fucking him was her brother. Which meant she wanted him. He felt another rush of desire hit his dick. "Get on your knees" he said roughly. He felt like he was gonna burst if she didn't suck him soon. Kiera dumped the banana on the table and dropped to her knees like a good girl, waiting for instructions. "First, lick the head a little" he said, groaning as she did so. She explored every inch with hesitant little cat licks of her tongue, watching his face as she did so. "Now the rest." She continued with longer strokes up and down his shaft, noticing immediately that he liked best the ones along the underside, from the base to the head. He groaned and said "Top of the class honey, graduate to sucking... put it in your mouth now." At first Kiera seemed a little hesitant, just sucking on the tip like a lollipop, but soon let the whole head into her mouth. It seemed to John that her hesitant sucks were milking him as proficiently as any pro blow job he'd had. It was the look on her face too, hesitant, horny, wanting to please him, which was making him be more gentle than he would usually have been. He wondered if this actually could be her first blow job. Could Kiera really have gotten to 18 years old and be so inexperienced? She started getting more adventurous and taking more of him in her mouth, and all thought left his brain. The sight and feel of her wet, pink little mouth around his dick was more than he could stand, and he fought to hold off his climax. She now was taking the full head and a little more, and he started bucking against her, pushing her to take more. "Mmmm that's it baby, take my cock" he said as he jerked against her. He adjusted the angle slightly and then said "Just relax" as he held her head and started to fuck her mouth. He started slowly, pushing further and further down her throat. Kiera looked in a kind of daze, her eyes wide and on his face, her hands limply on his thighs, face flushed with excitement. "Oh yeah, oh yeah," he moaned as he fucked her. She moaned in return, muffled by his dick, and the sensation drove him crazy. "Oh yeah, moan for me slut" he groaned, and as she did he started fucking her face in earnest, tilting her face back so he could get access to her throat. He didn't expect her to take him all, but he wanted her to choke a little. He got further than he'd expected before she started to gag a little, he hands came up around his ass and squeezed, making him groan, but he managed to withdraw a little and wait for her to take a breath through her nose. Then he started again, this time holding her still with his dick deep in her throat, making her hands go crazy on his ass, before withdrawing and letting her take a breath. "That's it, my good little slut" he growled, as he shoved his dick in her mouth, and felt himself drawing irresistibly nearer to climax. "You're gonna make me cum soon, little slut," he moaned. "Show me how much you love my cum" To his surprise she moaned loudly, his dick still deep in her throat. He almost lost it right there, and then looked down at her, eyes frantic with lust, mouth stretched around his cock. "Oh you little slut, you little slut," he moaned as he thrust, "you're gonna take it all" And with that, he started pushing the last inches into her, moaning and bucking as she moaned around his dick. As he forced the last inch down her throat, he felt himself start to let go. Groaning, he pulled his dick out of her throat, and rubbed it along her tongue moaning "swallow my cum you little whore." He stroked his cock as he came in ecstasy, shaking and moaning as he unloaded in her mouth, she feverishly squeezing his ass. As he recovered, she swallowed the cum in her mouth, and hesitantly gave his dick a few more cat-licks. He stroked her hair as he recovered from his orgasm, feeling a little like he'd been in an alternate universe. He'd been so horny, he hadn't thought of the consequences at all... if she told her brother, he'd be screwed. He'd better play it right from here on in. "Oh baby, you were so good." he praised. "That was the best blow job I've ever had" She smiled up at him, face a little pink at his compliment. He held his hand out and helped her up. She was really quite tall, he noticed again. Standing close to her like this, he could smell her scent again, and he wondered what was going on behind her clear eyed gaze. She had taken it all so calmly. "Did you like that, baby?" he asked, feeling unable to stop his hands from running down her shoulders and arms in that ridiculous bath robe. She wouldn't meet his eyes, embarrassed and looked down as if she'd like to get away, but his hands were now holding her shoulders. He wouldn't let her turn away, and in the struggle the front flap of her gown opened a little more, letting him see the modest curve of the top of one creamy breast. He felt a jolt in his loans, and took a deep breath. "What you did for me was nothing to be ashamed of" he said gently. "I know you enjoyed it, and I definitely did, so what should we be ashamed about?" He took his hand from her shoulder and lifted her chin, telling her "Look at me" as she continued to avoid his eyes. When she did look at him, he could see the shame she felt hiding there, and he felt a pang of feeling for her. "Oh baby" he said gently, before he kissed her sweetly on the lips. At first he had to hold her there while she resisted, but soon she was kissing him back hesitantly. Her mouth was sweet and soft, and tasted like cherries and his cum. What started out as a sweet consolatory kiss soon turned into something else. He stroked her tongue until she was as wild as he was, and then bit her lip, making her moan and grab his shoulders. He felt his dick growing almost straight away as his horniness reached fever pitch. He could have fucked her where she stood. But no, he wanted to drive her crazy, this little tease who had made him so horny for days. He pulled his mouth away from hers and kissed down her neck, her hands grabbing at his head as he nipped and sucked his way down. Her robe was in disarray now, the collar open, showing her bare neck and chest to the tops of her breasts. He tugged at the belt to her robe but she panicked "No!". "OK" he chuckled, "have it your way" He kissed the tops of her breasts as she squirmed, and pulled the robe apart until her nipples were visible, a deep pink, almost red, against her pale skin. At this point he wasn't sure what she was trying to do, holding his head still but saying "No, please don't, please don't..." He looked at her desiring and uncomfortable face, letting the anticipation build before lowering his mouth to feast on her hard little nipples. He licked them, suckled them, and then nipped at them, harder and harder as she squealed in desire. "Oh yeah, tell me how much my little slut likes having her nipples bitten." He moaned, looking up at her. Of course, she didn't say anything, her face flushed and she bit her lip and looked away. She was trembling now, and he quickly slipped one hand under her robe. She jumped as his hand reached her pussy, quickly trying to push him away. It was the first time she had really fought him, and he felt a tightening in his balls at the thought, but as he pushed her back against the table she only squirmed, trembling. He felt out her pussy again and felt gently along to her hole. She was soaking wet! He knew it, she had been playing with herself!. He wasted no time in bringing out his wet fingers and showing them to her. "And if you had any doubt as to how much of a slut you are, look how wet you made my fingers- I knew you were masturbating in my bathroom you little slut!" He gloated. Her face went bright red, and she looked as though she might cry. As she watched, he licked the wetness off his fingers. He could tell exactly when her shame was overrun by desire, and he used it unmercifully to his advantage. "Open your legs" he said. "Let me see that sweet pussy" She looked torn, but he didn't give her time to think about it, just hiked her onto the table and pulled up her robe. She squeaked but made no further protest as he spread her thighs. "Oh baby, you're so beautiful, he said, examining her spread out before him. Her clit was puffy and beautifully flushed, her pussy was a deep pink, almost red color, like her nipples. She was unshaven, the hair there almost black, just a little darker than the hair on her head. Her hips were wide and thighs firm, leading up to her flat stomach and nice rounded breasts, the robe hiding nothing. Her eyes met his with desire and nervousness, desire winning out, for now. He looked down at her pussy again and thought he could smell her delicious scent wafting up to meet him. He imagined sinking himself into her, balls deep while she writhed, and almost lost it. He swallowed, took a breath and said "You're beautiful, honey." Her eyes softened for a moment, until he took his hands and placed them gently on her breasts. She immediately stiffened up and tried to push him away. He paid no attention, just continued, growing more and more rough, until he was pinching her nipples while she moaned and wriggled. She tried desperately to close her legs, but she couldn't as he was stood between them, nor could she take his hands from her nipples. She squeezed his hands as she arched her back and moaned, unable to escape from the pleasure he was forcing on her. John had never been so hard, his pulsing dick almost purple as it hovered over her beautiful cunt. He watched as this beautiful girl writhed and moaned for him... it was almost more than he could stand. He went to undo her robe, but she moved her hands to stop him, saying feverishly "No don't, please.." As if that would stop him. He held her hands together as he worked on the belt, roughly throwing open the sides of the robe. Her body gleamed pale, slightly damp, her breasts heaving and thighs clamping onto him as she desperately tried to escape his scrutiny. "Oh baby, you're perfect," he said, rewarding her by pinching her hard nipples. She bucked off the table, holding his arms, either to push him away or keep his hands there, he wasn't sure. Her eyes closed, and he took his opportunity to sneak one hand down to her pussy. Her eyes shot open and she tried to sit up, tried to close her legs, rocking on the table as his thumb found her clit and his fingers ran along her wet folds. "What a horny little slut" he said, finding just how wet she was. He shot her a panty-dropping look. "I knew you loved it, little whore. I bet you can't wait for my dick, can you?" At this, she squealed and tried in earnest to get away, but his thumb circling her clit, and his other hand squeezing her nipple, somewhat muted her efforts, and soon her struggles turned to sexy undulations of her body, in time with his movements on her cunt and tits. "Uhhh, uhhh, ohhh!" she moaned, her eyes closed, sweating as she bucked her hips. "Yeaaahh.. you love it, don't you, whore, tell me! Tell me how much you love it, or I'll stop." She moaned anew, but no words were forthcoming. He could tell she was close to coming, and he slowed down. "Tell me bitch, or I'll stop." Her eyes opened and he saw from the wild look that she had almost lost all reason. "Tell me what a dirty whore you are, or I'm stopping." he said clearly, looking into her eyes. "Ohhhh... no." she said, then whispered "please." "Say it. Say, 'I'm a dirty whore, and I love it when you finger my cunt'." She shuddered and closed her eyes. He took his hands away, and waited. He could see her pussy pulsing. She blushed before whispering "I'm a dirty whore, and I love you playing with my cunt". "Good enough" he said, before bending down to suck on her clit. "Arrghh!" she rose up in shock, holding his head, trying to pull him off as she juddered uncontrollably. "Nooo don't!" she shouted as he flicked his tongue against her clit and ran it down to her soaking hole. He juices were sweet and musky, and he couldn't get enough. Her hands were pulling at his hair so he captured them in one of his, behind her back, before continuing. She didn't look comfortable now, perched on the edge of the table, shoulders and head back, hands forced low behind her, hair streaming down her back, and breasts jiggling as she fought to get off the table, get her pussy away from his mouth, or get her hands free. She made incoherent sounds of distress and pleasure as he flicked her clit with his tongue, used his free hand to spread her legs wider. She fought him, and he slapped the inside of her thigh. She gasped and froze, and he said "Yeah that's right whore, stop fighting me, you're mine, so spread your legs for me." Her legs hung open as he spread them, and he resumed tonguing her cunt, this time licking down to her tight hole. She was trembling again, making no sound except loud panting, but as he put his tongue in her hole, she moaned loudly again and shuddered, trying to close her legs. He slapped her thigh again, without taking his mouth away, and she gasped again and opened her legs wide, continuing to moan loudly as he fucked her with his tongue. She started begging, he wasn't sure whether she wanted him to stop or continue at this point, she was pushing and jerking her cunt into his face as she moaned "Please, please, please..." He pulled his face away and chuckled as she groaned. "I think the little slut wants to come." He lifted her hands up her back, forcing her head to come forward. "Look at me" he commanded. "Her eyes caught his, her head lolling slightly. No, Thank *You!* "Beg me to let you come, slut." he said evenly. "Beg me, and I might let you." She closed her eyes and twisted her mouth, as though the shame was just too much. Her tits were moving as she breathed, and he watched them and her face, as she deliberated. After a couple of seconds he took her nipple in his mouth, and nibbled it. She moaned and writhed, and he growled "Beg me!" as he started on the other nipple. She moaned once more, loudly, and then stuttered "Please, please, John please, oh make me cum, please!" He knew he'd won, then. She was his. He felt her pussy with his fingers, then placed one finger in her hole. It was so soft, wet, so tight as it clenched around his finger. He knew he had to get his dick in there soon, or he'd fucking explode. He fucked her slowly with his finger and moved his mouth down to suck on her clit. He could tell she was almost there... despite her awkward position she was bucking her pussy into his mouth and moaning desperately. She reached fever pitch when he slipped his other finger down to her asshole and circled there, while slipping another finger into her pussy. "Yes, yes, yes!" She shook and her tits heaved, her whole body bucked and she shoved her crotch into his face as she came. She seemed to collapse, bonelessly shuddering as the orgasm ran through her, and he almost came himself as he watched her ecstasy. Barely realising what he was doing, he stood, let go of her hands and lining up her opening with his dick, pushed in. She twitched as he spread her pussy open slowly, she was so tight he had to push hard to make any ground at all, her pussy walls trembling around him. "Oh shit" he groaned, at which point she seemed to become aware and protest "no!" She pushed at him with her hands and tried to wriggle away, so he held her wrists over her head and pulled her down into place with her shoulders. "What, whore doesn't want to be fucked?" He said, and pressed his dick at her entrance again, circling his thumb on her clit as he did so. "Please, please, no!" She tried again, as she started to moan and wriggle again. "Stop, please, I can't, I haven't..." He ignored all her protests and started to push his dick into her. She felt so good, even just the head, but she was so tight, it was really hard to even force his cock in. She cried out and tried to rise, as he thrust in more and more of his cock. "Yeah, take my hard cock, you slut. Take it all in that tight little pussy." He grunted as he felt his cock stretching her cunt out, it felt so good, he wasn't sure how long he could last. She was moaning and moving her head from side to side, still trying to get her hands free. "That's right, moan for me slut, moan for my big dick." She moaned louder, seeming to work with him now, tilting her pelvis to make a better angle for his invading dick. He started to thrust harder, bottoming out, and she panted "Yes, yes, oh yes.." He took his hand away from holding her wrists and grabbed her hips, holding her firmly while he pounded her. She squealed and squeezed his hands, nails biting in. "Oh yeah, fucking little whore. Tell me how much you like having this pussy pounded." he growled as he slapped his dick into her. "Tell me now you slut... tell me or I stop." She looked up at him wildly, tits bouncing with his thrusts. "Nooo.... don't stop, don't stop. I love your dick, I love you fucking me.." He paused to flip her over, dragging the gown away from her arms and tossing it away. He could feel her pussy twitching around his dick. He saw her plump and round ass, and gave her a couple of strokes with his dick while he watched it tremble. He slapped it lightly and groaned at her moan, and at the feel of her pussy clenching around him. He slapped her ass again, a little harder. She moaned again, and her pussy fluttered. "Oh you dirty little slut, he groaned, "you like that, don't you? You like it rough... You look so innocent, but you're just a dirty little bitch. Fucking dirty little bitch.. cumming in my shower..." He proceeded to spank her ass as he fucked her slowly, each stroke slamming into her pussy, which was by now spasming uncontrollably, almost as if she were coming. When her ass was blushing red and she was groaning loudly with every slap, he grabbed her hair and forced her up off the table. He forced her up onto her tiptoes as he held her chest, pulling at her nipples as he slammed his cock into her. She pushed back into him and moaned uncontrollably, mixing his name and 'yes' into a long monologue. He held her in place and used her cunt, fucking her hard, feeling her clench around him as she moaned and came again, pussy clenching around his cock. He kept right on fucking her, until he couldn't hold off anymore. He quickly pulled out, forced her head down in front of him and wanked his dick until he came all over her face. She was collapsed dazedly in front of him, held up only by his hand fisted in her thick curls. She blinked up at him, so innocent looking, he almost couldn't believe what they'd just done. Her skin was flushed and sweating, her hair mussed and her lips swollen. Oh, and his cum was splattered all across her face. She looked beautiful, and his chest clenched. He stroked her hair. "Now, clean me up" he said gently. She looked up at him and smiled as she stuck her tongue out to lick his dick, but her smile turned to concern as she looked at his dick. "You're bleeding" she said. He looked down and sure enough, his dick was smeared with red streaks. His stomach dropped and he got a sinking feeling, before the thought came to him. "Oh..." He looked at her again, kneeling in front of his dick, and remembered how she'd sucked his dick, and how tight she'd been... "Oh. Shit." He lifted her in front of him, having her sit on the table, on her robe. He looked at her innocent face, stroked her arm. He took some kitchen towel and dabbed her face clean. "Were you.. I mean, was it.. your first time?" he asked gently. She looked embarrassed, and he wondered how that was even possible, given everything they'd just done. She bit her lip and looked away. He waited, and after a second she took a breath and said shyly "Yes." He felt a wave of guilt. Shit! How could he not have known? He'd thought she was just playing hard to get, because of her brother. Not that she was genuinely inexperienced! He remembered her sucking his dick, taking his full length down her throat. He remembered how she'd writhed beneath him and seemed to spur him on to fuck her harder, meeting his thrusts. He cleared his throat as he felt desire settle in his loins once more. "I didn't know" he said simply. "If I had, I would have... done things differently." She met his eyes, reading the guilt he felt, and smiled shyly. "Then I'm glad you didn't know," she said simply, blushing. She kissed him demurely on the lips, a first kiss, close mouthed, gentle. He felt his chest expand with feeling for this girl, this sexy, shy, giving girl, and he hugged her tight to his chest. "Thank you" he said gruffly. She laughed lightly and said, with a hint of cheekiness "No, thank you!"