hard...” she hissed. I pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, shifting position for deeper penetration. “Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”
My free hand grabbed at her jiggling tits, squeezing her nipples in my fingers. “Fuck, Gemma... you feel so fucking good.”
I closed my eyes, and she was so familiar, her moans of excitement the same sweet noises I’d loved for months, but there was so much more. The slap, slap, slap of my skin against hers frazzled my senses.
“Can you take more for me, dirty girl? Tell me you want more...”
“I want more,” she rasped. “Everything you’ve fucking got...”
“Good girl,” I snaked my hand down to her pussy, and she hissed as I forced two fingers in alongside my cock. “That’s my dirty girl. I can’t wait to see two fucking cocks in your pussy, we’re going to tear you fucking open.”
“I want it!” she squealed. “I want you to give it to me, you and your dirty fucking friends, I want you to use me. Use my holes, Jason, use all my fucking holes!”
It had been a long fucking time since I’d been balls deep in hot, wet pussy. I came like a bastard, emptying my load and bellowing the fucking place down. She lost her shit underneath me, hissing and wailing and wriggling like the kinky little bitch she’d promised to be.
My blood pulsed in my ears as I collapsed onto her, and then my dirty girl giggled the gorgeous filthy giggle I knew so well.
***
Gemma
His weight felt so good on me. His skin hot and clammy against my chest, and so bloody hard, like he was cast from iron. He buried his face in my neck, and damp hair tickled me. I could feel the thump of his heart against mine. The scent of sex was so strong in the air, sex and citrus body wash.
Post orgasmic euphoria finally killed my nerves.
“Shit,” I laughed again. “That was crazy.”
I felt him smile against my skin. “You were worth the wait, and all the phone bills, and the late nights.”
“Please don’t be a psycho killer,” I groaned. “The sex is just too good.”
“I’m not a psycho killer. Just a dirty bad stranger. A very, very dirty bad stranger.”
A tingle in my stomach, and other places, and my hands were at him again, his mouth on mine. He kissed as possessively as he fucked, his tongue spearing mine with the concentration of an extreme sport. The thought made me shiver. All that concentration, all on me.
“Show me dirty,” I whispered. “I want you in my ass.”
He slapped my thigh. “Roll over, sweet thing, get that ass in the air for me.”
I manoeuvred onto all fours, scrunching up a cushion for my head. He ran his fingers down my spine until the bed dipped under his weight behind me. I took a breath as he spread me wide, burning up at the thought of his eyes all over me. A squelch of lube, then a forceful intrusion. His thumb wriggled around inside, and it felt wonderful.
“You’re tight. When did you last take cock in your ass?”
I struggled to remember. “A while... twelve months at least. Don’t worry, big boy, I can take it.”
Fingers dipped in my pussy, fucking me both ways. He rubbed his fingers against his thumb with only the wall of my pussy between them and glorious sparks shot to my clit. I moaned out loud and asked for more.
“You ever taken two cocks at once, Gemma?”
I gasped as he pushed his thumb deep. “No, not inside me... only a spit roast...” I gasped again when he yanked his thumb away, and again at the tingle of his tongue on my asshole. “Shit, Jason, that’s so nice.”
His palm pressed against my pussy, grinding hard. I cringed at the wet, squelching sounds I made, so loud in the room. The blindfold was doing crazy things to me, distorting everything. The man had some fucking moves.
“Ask me to stretch your ass... I want to hear you say it...”
“Oh, God …”
“Ask me!”
I took a breath, sure I was burning fucking pink. “Stretch my ass, Jason, please. Stretch me! Stretch me wide fucking
My free hand grabbed at her jiggling tits, squeezing her nipples in my fingers. “Fuck, Gemma... you feel so fucking good.”
I closed my eyes, and she was so familiar, her moans of excitement the same sweet noises I’d loved for months, but there was so much more. The slap, slap, slap of my skin against hers frazzled my senses.
“Can you take more for me, dirty girl? Tell me you want more...”
“I want more,” she rasped. “Everything you’ve fucking got...”
“Good girl,” I snaked my hand down to her pussy, and she hissed as I forced two fingers in alongside my cock. “That’s my dirty girl. I can’t wait to see two fucking cocks in your pussy, we’re going to tear you fucking open.”
“I want it!” she squealed. “I want you to give it to me, you and your dirty fucking friends, I want you to use me. Use my holes, Jason, use all my fucking holes!”
It had been a long fucking time since I’d been balls deep in hot, wet pussy. I came like a bastard, emptying my load and bellowing the fucking place down. She lost her shit underneath me, hissing and wailing and wriggling like the kinky little bitch she’d promised to be.
My blood pulsed in my ears as I collapsed onto her, and then my dirty girl giggled the gorgeous filthy giggle I knew so well.
***
Gemma
His weight felt so good on me. His skin hot and clammy against my chest, and so bloody hard, like he was cast from iron. He buried his face in my neck, and damp hair tickled me. I could feel the thump of his heart against mine. The scent of sex was so strong in the air, sex and citrus body wash.
Post orgasmic euphoria finally killed my nerves.
“Shit,” I laughed again. “That was crazy.”
I felt him smile against my skin. “You were worth the wait, and all the phone bills, and the late nights.”
“Please don’t be a psycho killer,” I groaned. “The sex is just too good.”
“I’m not a psycho killer. Just a dirty bad stranger. A very, very dirty bad stranger.”
A tingle in my stomach, and other places, and my hands were at him again, his mouth on mine. He kissed as possessively as he fucked, his tongue spearing mine with the concentration of an extreme sport. The thought made me shiver. All that concentration, all on me.
“Show me dirty,” I whispered. “I want you in my ass.”
He slapped my thigh. “Roll over, sweet thing, get that ass in the air for me.”
I manoeuvred onto all fours, scrunching up a cushion for my head. He ran his fingers down my spine until the bed dipped under his weight behind me. I took a breath as he spread me wide, burning up at the thought of his eyes all over me. A squelch of lube, then a forceful intrusion. His thumb wriggled around inside, and it felt wonderful.
“You’re tight. When did you last take cock in your ass?”
I struggled to remember. “A while... twelve months at least. Don’t worry, big boy, I can take it.”
Fingers dipped in my pussy, fucking me both ways. He rubbed his fingers against his thumb with only the wall of my pussy between them and glorious sparks shot to my clit. I moaned out loud and asked for more.
“You ever taken two cocks at once, Gemma?”
I gasped as he pushed his thumb deep. “No, not inside me... only a spit roast...” I gasped again when he yanked his thumb away, and again at the tingle of his tongue on my asshole. “Shit, Jason, that’s so nice.”
His palm pressed against my pussy, grinding hard. I cringed at the wet, squelching sounds I made, so loud in the room. The blindfold was doing crazy things to me, distorting everything. The man had some fucking moves.
“Ask me to stretch your ass... I want to hear you say it...”
“Oh, God …”
“Ask me!”
I took a breath, sure I was burning fucking pink. “Stretch my ass, Jason, please. Stretch me! Stretch me wide fucking
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