Dirtier Than She Appears Page 2

  She started off slowly, taking my cock balls deep inside her pussy in long, steady strokes. After half a minute, she picked up the tempo, shifting her arms so her hands were pressing down on my chest, giving her more leverage, then hammering her body down onto mine, impaling herself on my cock.

  Wendy was bucking like a madwoman, using her arms to lift her body completely off mine before pounding down onto my cock. Her hair was flying everywhere, her tits bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm and her mouth releasing deep groans at the bottom of every thrust.

  I couldn’t stand being a non-active participant any longer, so I ran my hands up her stomach and cupped her breasts, pushing up on them while she continued riding me.

  On a whim, I gave one of her tits a light smack.

  Wendy yelped then nodded her head.

  “You like that?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer based on her reaction.

  She nodded again, more vehemently this time. So I smacked her other tit, a little bit harder.

  Wendy’s breathing rate increased significantly and she started bouncing even harder on my cock, bottoming out on me with all her weight, driving my cock deep inside her pussy.

  I gave her tits a couple more light slaps, then cupped them again, squeezing them tight this time while I pressed them upwards.

  Wendy rose up until she was sitting straight up, then tilted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back, changing up the angle of penetration but continuing to hammer her body down onto mine.

  I slid my hands down her body and reached around to grab her ass, one hand on each cheek, then spread them wide and started lifting my hips up to meet her as she came down with every thrust. This allowed even me to penetrate her pussy even deeper than before, to the point that it felt like she was engulfing my entire member. The sensation was almost too much for me to handle, forcing me to switch things up, and quickly, lest I came too quickly.

  Grabbing Wendy around the waist, I shifted my weight and climbed to my feet, keeping my cock inside her the entire time. She uttered a surprised little giggle but wasted no time wrapping her legs around my waist and started to grind on my cock while I held onto her tightly.

  I pressed my lips against hers and we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues while continuing to fuck standing up. But Wendy was getting so crazy on my cock that I was starting to lose my balance. So I angled my body until I was facing the couch and then fell forward, dropping her back to the cushions as I fell atop her, letting gravity drive my cock so far inside her that it felt like it was going to come out the other side.

  Wendy let out a scream that was part delight and part discomfort, but recovered without missing a beat, bucking her body forward and back from beneath me. Her energy hadn’t waned one bit, which on one hand was great, but on the other, not so great. The whole point of switching things up was to give myself a chance to recover before she took me over the edge. And for that to happen, I needed to have more control over the situation.

  With that in mind, I grabbed her legs, one hand under each of her knees, and pushed her legs back, folding her in half and taking away her leverage. Now it was my turn to take control, to move forward at a pace that would keep me from coming too soon.

  Shifting my hands up her legs until I was gripping Wendy’s ankles, I held her legs in place, folded back, her feet up next to her head. Leaning forward, I put my knees against the couch cushion just outside her ass and proceeded to pump her pussy with my cock.

  I fucked Wendy at my own pace, constantly varying the depth and speed to keep her on her toes and also to avoid getting into a constant rhythm, which allowed me to stay short of my impending orgasm.

  But the slow pace was bugging Wendy. She wanted hard and fast, and she let me know it.

  “Come on,” she said. “Give it to me like you mean it. Like I need it. Pound that fucking pussy with your cock.”

  Despite my misgivings, I found myself doing exactly what she’d asked, increasing the speed and intensity until I was hammering away at her pussy while she moaned and groaned and cursed under her breath in pure pleasure.

  “Is this what you want?” I asked, staring down at her pretty face, our eyes locked together while I slammed my cock into her hard enough to make her entire body quiver. “Is this how you like it?”

  Her eyes wide and her breath ragged, Wendy nodded.

  “Tell me how much you like it,” I said. “I want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”

  “I love it,” she said between gasping breaths. “I fucking love it when you pound my pussy.”

  “More,” I said. “Keep talking.”

  “I want you to give me everything you have,” she said. “I want you to break me in fucking half!”

  The need in her voice combined with the physical sensation of hammering away at Wendy quite nearly took me over the edge. I had to switch things up again, and quickly, before it was too late.

  After slamming my cock balls deep into Wendy and holding it there for a few seconds while she squirmed beneath me, I knew I only had a couple seconds before I was going to shoot my load. And I didn’t want that. Not yet. So I stood up, letting my cock slip out of her pussy.

  Wendy laughed.

  “Oh you think that’s funny, do you?” I asked, smiling back at her.

  “I think it’s hilarious,” she said.

  “You like pushing men to the edge, doesn’t it?”

  “You’re damn right I do,” she said. “It’s fun to watch to you squirm as you try not to cum.”

  “And of course, you don’t have that problem,” I said. “Because you can cum as many times as you want without being finished.”

  “Exactly,” Wendy said, her grin wide and genuine.

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

  She raised her eyebrows and nodded her head. Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing. I figured it was time to make her squirm a bit, to let her know what it felt like to be the one at the mercy of someone else.

  Without another word, I climbed onto the couch until my feet were on the cushions, one on either side of Wendy’s body, my cock right in front of her face as I towered over her.

  Using my body to keep her legs folded over and trapped against her side, I squatted down and slid my cock into Wendy’s mouth. Staring down at her, I fucked her face, giving her my entire cock, balls deep, pumping her five times before holding it in place, deep in her throat, while she remained helpless beneath me, her arms and legs trapped by my positioning atop her.

  “How does that feel?” I asked mockingly. “How does it feel to be helpless beneath me while I ravage you with my cock?”

  Wendy answered my question with a cough and a gag but I didn’t let up. “Take it,” I said. “Choke on my fucking cock.” I reached down and pinched her nose shut, effectively cutting off all her air.

  Still trapped helplessly beneath me and with no recourse whatsoever, Wendy’s face started turning red. Her eyes were wide and filled with distress and she started to shake her head back and forth as much as her position would allow, doing everything she could to get away.

  “It’s not so funny, now, is it?” I said, staring down at her while she continued to hack and cough. It wasn’t until her eyelids started to flutter that I pulled my cock out and climbed down off the couch.

  Wendy gasped aloud and coughed, trying desperately to catch her breath but remained smiling the whole time. And her eyes were more excited than ever.

  “You actually liked that, didn’t you,” I said as I stood over her, looking down at her sexy little body and laughing in amazement under my breath.

  Wendy nodded vehemently. “I fucking loved it,” she said after she’d caught her breath.

  “You truly are a dirty little fuckslut, aren’t you?”

  Smiling widely, she nodded again.

  “Then let’s give you what you want,” I said, picking her up and flipping her over, putting
her in the doggy position, her knees on the couch and her arms draped over the back of the couch. Her little ass was facing me, tempting me, her pussy at the perfect height for me to stick my cock into it while standing on the floor.

  I pushed her legs together until her thighs were touching, then stepped forward and sidled up to her, my cock lying on top of her pale little ass.

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

  She turned to look back at me and nodded her head. “Give it to me,” she said. “Give me that huge cock of yours.”

  So I did, grabbing ahold of my cock and smacking it against her ass a couple of times before sliding it into her pussy.

  With my hands gripping her hips for balance, I slammed my cock in and out of Wendy’s pussy, giving it to her hard and fast right from the beginning. She was into it too, bucking her ass back opposite my pumps so our bodies were coming towards each other before hammering together with a wet slap.

  We were in perfect rhythm, working together for maximum penetration as if we’d been fuck buddies for years instead of this being our first time together. I’d rarely experienced immediate chemistry like this before. We were perfectly compatible in bed, completely in synch with each other.

  I was so confident that we were on the same wavelength that I pulled my hand back and slapped her on the ass without any warning. The room echoed with the sound of flesh upon flesh.

  Wendy let out and excited little yelp and started breathing a little more quickly.

  “You liked that, did you?” I asked, even though I knew the answer before I had even smacked her. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want to hear her say it.

  “I fucking loved it,” she said. “Do it again,” she added, her voice full of desperation.

  So I did, smacking her in the ass once again while continuing to pound away at her from behind.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” she said as I spanked her repeatedly, fucking her all the while. “Slap my ass harder. I’ve been a bad girl and I need to get punished.”

  I slapped the same ass cheek until it was bright red, then moved on to the other one, giving it the same treatment. Once they were both the same color I switched things up. I stopped smacking her ass and grabbed a hold of her hair and gave it a strong tug, forcing her to arch her back and lift her chin towards the ceiling to alleviate the pressure.

  “Fuck yeah!” she said, practically screaming the words. “Pull my fucking hair! Jus like that. Just like that!” Seeing her so excited amped up my energy level even higher, allowing me to hammer away more aggressively at her.

  My body slammed into hers, causing her ass to ripple and her body to shimmy every time our flesh made contact. Her groans had turned into high-pitched wordless screams of joy.

  It wasn’t long before her entire body froze up for a moment, then released in a enormous wave of movement, causing her to shimmy and shake uncontrollably as an orgasm passed through her.

  Once she’d settled down, I releases my hold on her hair and let her relax for a moment. Keeping my cock inside her pussy but no longer moving against her, I leaned forward, resting my chin atop her shoulder so I could whisper into her ear.

  “You truly are a dirty little slut, aren’t you?”

  “The dirtiest,” she said, turning her head to look back at me. “I want you to ravage me. Do whatever you want. I’m your little fuck toy.”

  “Whatever I want, huh?”

  “Anything,” she said. “Anything at all.”

  “Okay,” I said. “But I don’t want to hear any complaints later.”

  “Never,” Wendy replied.

  So with this in mind, I leaned back to regain my balance and started again moving my cock in and out of her pussy, starting slow but quickly gaining speed until I was once again pummeling her.

  “Just like that,” she said, groaning the words between deep, desperate breaths. “Fuck yeah, just like that.”

  Still fucking Wendy doggy-style, filling up her pussy with my cock, I stuck my thumb in my mouth to get it lubed up a bit, then slid it into her asshole without any warning.

  Wendy let out a surprised little yelp and started to rise up but I held her down, pressing her face to the cushions.

  “Take it,” I said, holding her head in place with my forearm. “Just lie there and take it.”

  I forced my thump deeper inside her asshole, causing her to squirm and groan louder. “I said take it,” I growled, fucking her pussy with even more aggression. “Take it like the good little slut you are.”

  And she did, biting down on her bottom lip to avoid making noise as I forced my thumb deeper into her asshole, working it around in circles inside her as I continued fucking her from behind, hammering away relentlessly, our bodies slamming together, filling the room with the sounds and smells of sex.

  In a perfect world, I would have pulled my thumb out of her ass and replaced it with my cock, but unfortunately I was too far along to even consider it. I was mere seconds away from cumming already. Fucking her asshole would just have to wait until the next time we hooked up.

  I yanked my thumb out of her asshole and grabbed ahold of her hips with both hands to control her body for the final few pumps before I came. Pulling her back towards me, I ravaged her pussy more aggressively than I had all night, hammering away at her with everything I had while she screamed and groaned and bucked, her hair flying everywhere, her shoulder blades showing, her skin glistening with sweat.

  “Holy fucking shit,” I said, giving her fair warning. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

  The words had barely left my mouth when Wendy shifted her body to the side, letting my cock slip out of her pussy. Then she flipped over on the couch so she was sitting on it proper, her head right in front of my hard cock.

  Without so much as a word, she took the tip of my cock in her mouth and started to suck while simultaneously jerking me off with her right hand and squeezing my balls with her left. She was going to town on my cock, jerking me off as aggressively as I jerked myself off, which was something no other girl had ever done before. Most girls acted like they were afraid of breaking something, of injuring me. But not Wendy. She clearly understood how much a body could take.

  And she just as clearly enjoyed what she was doing right now. Her eyes were wide with joy and turned up towards mine, holding my gaze, looking directly at me as she finished me off.

  “Come on baby,” Wendy said, popping her mouth off my cock for just a moment. “Give me that fucking cum. I want it all over my face. Paint my pretty little face with your cum.”

  I let out a low groan and bit down on my bottom lip. I was trying to hold out for as long as possible, trying to make the moment last forever, but it was impossible. Wendy wasn’t letting up at all.

  So I finally gave up to the inevitable. Cursing under my breath, I tensed up for a moment, then allowed my body to release. My balls tightened, launching a thick stream of white cum all over her face. Then another one. And another. And another.

  Wendy opened parted her lips to take the final couple spurts inside her mouth. They were smaller than the others, but still packed a punch, leaving a little reservoir of cum in her mouth.

  Still holding my cock, looking up at me with her eyes wide with joy, she tilted her head back and swallowed, gulping my cum down like it was a shot of tequila. Once it had disappeared, she took the tip of my cock in her mouth and milked it dry while staring up at me with her cum-covered face the whole time.

  Eventually she released my cock and stood up, then headed into the bathroom. I got dressed while she cleaned herself up. A few minutes later she came out in a pair of panties and a t-shirt.

  “Do you still want that cup of coffee?” she asked, heading towards the kitchen.

  “Sure,” I said with a chuckle.

  “Good,” Wendy said. “Then I’ll make it while we figure out when we’re going to get together again. If that’s okay with you.”

  “That sounds great,” I said.

  “I
think so too,” Wendy said. “And hopefully next time we’ll get even freakier, you know, since we got the awkwardness out of the way today.”

  “I can’t wait,” I said, thinking that if today was considered awkward, how insane would things get when we got comfortable with each other? I couldn’t wait to find out.

  THE END

  ALSO BY ALEX HUNTER

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  AUTHOR’S NOTE

  I have written over a hundred stories under a number of different names and I’ve decided to re-release them under one name, so if this story seems familiar to you, it’s possible you’ve previously read a different version under a different name. If so, I’m sorry, but hopefully you can forgive me. Thanks for understanding.