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fat ebony pig loves to puke and get cumblasted

fat ebony pig loves to puke and get cumblasted

No pain, no gain!

No pain, no gain!

slut-problems: I was staying at my dad’s plac…

slut-problems:

I was staying at my dad’s place that summer and I had just turned 18. He had a pool and of course that meant that there was a pool guy that came once a week  to clean it. On Monday I was lying in the back, tanning completely naked when I saw him for the first time. He was tan and he wore red shorts and no shirt. He had a large straw hat on his head and he wore black flip flop sandals. My heart skipped a beat and then my pussy began to tingle. I could feel my clit come to life and suddenly even the light breeze was stimulating me. I let out a moan and he looked over at me. 

“Hi there!” I said, eyeing him savagely. I fixed my gaze upon his cock, willing him to whip it out and fuck me with it. 

He didn’t do that. Instead he began to clean the pool and so I got up, still naked and rearranged my towel, bending over so he could see my nice ass displayed in front of him. I looked over my shoulder at him, but he couldn’t be bothered with me. It was so frustrating! What did a girl have to do to get some cock around here, anyway?

“Hi there,” I said walking up to him. “So how soon can I swim in the pool after these chemicals are put in?” I asked him. I tried my best to look sexy, sticking my tits out for him to look at. 

“You can go in anytime,” he said. “It’s just acid and chlorine. People swim in it all the time.” 

“Would you want to go in with me?” I asked. “My dad isn’t home. No one is home right now.” 

“I don’t like little girls,” he said. 

“I’m not little. I’m eighteen! I’m completely legal. Plus I’m really horny. I just want to fuck,” I said, basically throwing myself at him.

“I’ve got a girlfriend, anyway,” he told me. “You’re still too young for me,” he said. I stood there, naked and defeated. No one had really ever told me no before. I didn’t know what to do and so I went back to my towel and grabbed my phone and started reading my favorite blog, Slut-Problems. I got so into one of the stories that I forgot the pool guy was even there. I began to absentmindedly finger myself and then I was making myself cum, rubbing my clit nice and hard as I read a story about a girl who loved to fuck lots of men at once. I was so jealous. I just wanted at least one man to fuck, just one to give me what I needed. I cried out and when my orgasm was finished I looked up to see the pool guy standing over me. 

“That was quite a show,” he said smiling. “Still interested in going for a swim with me?” 

“Sure!” I said and so we jumped in together and once we were in the water he grabbed me by the shoulders and he kissed me. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. “I love how young you are.” 

“That’s funny,” I said. “You were just telling me I was too young a few minutes ago.” 

“I lied,” he said. He began to finger my pussy under the water and then he pulled me to the steps on the side of the pool. I looked at his cock as it entered my pussy. It was really long and pretty thick too. it was so long it wouldn’t quite fit all the way inside of me and so he fucked me the best he could with his huge cock and he made me cum right away. I had never fucked a cock as big as his before and the cool water mixed with the heat between us made me cum so hard that my body was shivering and shuddering. I came and came and I looked up at him. He was looking down on me, his eyes fixed on his cock moving in and out of my pussy. 

“I love your tight, young pussy,” he said and then he began to moan. He was going to cum! I watched in awe as his cock thrusted deeper than it should have. He held me tightly as he pushed his cock deeper and harder into me and it began to hit a place of pain deep within me. It fucking hurt and I cried out in pain. This only seemed to make him harder and he fucked me harder and deeper. I was screaming now, the pain taking over me and I begged him to stop. 

“Stop! You’re hurting me!” 

“You’re the one who wanted to fuck this dick, you bitch. Stick your pussy out and make me cum like a good girl.” I tried. I tried my best to stick my pussy out like a good girl for him and thankfully he came quickly. When he had finished we both got out and I ran to grab him a towel. He left shortly after that, not even bothering to apologize to me for fucking me so brutally. 

For the rest of the summer every Monday he came to clean the pool, and every Monday he used my pussy the way he wanted to. It always hurt, but I always felt like such a good, useful little slut afterward. I guess that’s why Mondays became the day I would lie out by the pool in wait, waiting to be treated like the little whore I wished I was. 

My husband is so proud of me that I go into th…

My husband is so proud of me that I go into the office so early. He knows I’m trying to get ahead so I can snag that promotion I’ve been asking for. He is so supportive of me and my ambition, which is why I married him in the first place. But some days I feel guilty, because I know the truth. I know the real reason I go into the office early. 

I wasn’t lying about trying to snag the promotion, but I definitely left out how I was going about getting it. I’d been coming in early so that my boss could fuck me right on top of his desk. I let him pound all of my holes as hard as he wants, too. He knows I’m married, and I know he is too. Maybe that’s what makes it so fun.

“So how many times do I have to fuck you before I get the promotion?” I asked him the moment he walked in the door. I’d been waiting for him in his office wearing nothing but my stockings and heels. I draped myself over his desk as he smiled and told me good-morning. He took off his clothes while I spread my legs, baring my pussy for him. 

“I don’t know. Why don’t we fuck some more and find out,” he smiled at me and I grinned back, excited to get him inside of me again. He fucked so much better than my husband. He had a hunger for me that my husband had lost for me long ago. To him, I was a fresh, new pussy to fuck and boy did he sure fuck it! He pulled my ass to the edge of his desk and bent down to give me a passionate kiss. 

There was so much between us and I could feel the current of his lust as it flowed through me. I lived for these moments alone with him before work. I tried  not to think of my husband laying in bed alone at home while I fucked my boss each morning. I took my boss’s cock deep inside of my pussy and I let him fuck me nice and hard, in a way that I had never let my husband take me. I don’t know why I let my boss do whatever he wanted to me, but I couldn’t help it. 

Maybe it was the way his cock made me cum in ways my husband’s never had. Maybe it was the way he dominated me, telling me what to do or how to do it. Maybe it was the promotion that I was earning with my pussy and would probably get if I just kept showing up early and letting him dump his cum in me. 

I knew he was using me. I knew I was nothing more than a cum dumpster for him. I was a hot secretary he could screw on the side. That thought made me cum so hard every time I thought about it. I was the side bitch. I was the other woman. And I was going to profit from it. I came so hard that I could feel my eyes roll so far back into my head that I was worried they wouldn’t roll back.

He fucked me harder and harder each day, drilling me into the desk until I had bruises from where the desk pushed into my skin. I let him slap me, pull my hair and choke me. I let him call me names and I did it all because I was a cheating slut. I told myself that I was doing this for the promotion, but I knew that it was much, much worse than that. I was fucking my boss because I was a slut. I liked cumming. I liked being used. The promotion would be nice, but my boss’s cock was pretty fucking perfect, promotion or not. 

I know you’re not going to tell your boyfriend…

I know you’re not going to tell your boyfriend what happened here. He trusted me with you while you were in town and he wasn’t. We both know he’ll be here tomorrow morning and that all the things that happened while he was gone will remain a juicy secret. I like my secrets juicy, just like I like my women. 

“I’m not a lesbian,” you told me that first night when I offered to fill in for your boyfriend. I definitely spiked your drink, but I’m pretty sure you could taste it. I’m pretty sure that you knew my agenda and you were looking for an excuse to be the first item on my to-do list. 

“You don’t have to be a lesbian to get fucked by a strap on cock,” I explained to you. “Come here, let me show you something.” You got up and followed me to my bedroom and I pulled out my plastic cock and watched your mouth drop open. 

“Wow, so you fuck girls with this. It’s so much bigger than Chucks,” you said, and I laughed. I knew my cock was bigger than your stupid boyfriend’s. I’d fucked him plenty of times since I’d moved in, but I didn’t tell you that. Not then, anyway. 

“Get naked and bend over and I’ll show you how much better it feels that his cock, too,” I gave you a dirty smile.

“I don’t know…” you said, but we both knew you were just playing hard to get. I knew you wanted to try it and so I grabbed you and tackled you onto my bed. I let my mouth find yours and I kissed you until you kissed me back. I know we both weren’t expecting how good those kisses felt. I love the way you made me feel as our mouths joined. I hadn’t planned on the way you made me feel, but I let my feelings for you run wild as we continued to make out. 

My fingers found your pussy and before I knew it, I had you bent over and I was pushing my plastic cock into you for the first time. Your ass and pussy looked so perfect as I fucked you nice and hard, the way I knew you liked it. Chuck had told me all about you, all about what you liked in bed. So I was prepared. I hammered your pussy as hard as I could, and sure enough, that made you cum. You liked being fucked like a slut, and I liked fucking you like one. 

I didn’t stop until I’d made you cum ten times and I was so tired I couldn’t go on. Your mouth found mine again and I’ll never forget what you said. 

“You fuck so much better than Chuck.” The words were like music to my ears. I had fucked you better than a guy, specifically your boyfriend. It made me feel so powerful, and it made you want to fuck me all the time. We fucked all over the house. We fucked in the kitchen and the living room. We fucked on the back patio, the office, and the den. We fucked in the bathroom, the guest room, and even in Chuck’s room, right on his bed. 

“This is so wrong!” you said, every single time. 

“Yes, it is slut! Now give me that pussy! Let me make you cum!” I screamed, hammering you home with my plastic cock.

I know when Chuck comes home it will all change and we will have to go back to pretending that we are nothing. Or…maybe if I play you both just right I can join both of you in bed. 

He wasn’t gentle. He wasn’t kind. But those we…

He wasn’t gentle. He wasn’t kind. But those were his two best qualities. I was the kind of slut that needed it nice and hard. I needed to be used and treated like shit by someone that I knew truly didn’t give a shit about me. He was good at not giving a shit. He was good at making my body feel as worthless as I felt inside all of the time. 

His words burned and stung. His slaps, chokes and shakes made me tremble and cry out. I loved the pain when he abused me, but his hands were never enough. I needed his cock to abuse me too. I needed to feel him let go of himself and lose control on me. I needed to feel his anger course through me as he raped my pussy and my ass. 

He took what he wanted from me, and I didn’t have a choice. But I stayed with him, even after he started raping me every night. I stayed with him even after he started using my holes all day whenever, and however he wanted. I was the one that came the hardest when he raped me and I was the one that couldn’t seem to stay away. 

“Please! Fuck me!” I begged him, and I sounded so pathetic. I didn’t care. I wanted him to hate me. I wanted him to think of me as a pathetic piece of shit. I wanted him to hate fuck me, taking out all of his aggression, using all of his strength to tear my tiny, helpless body apart. 

slut-problems: This is how Daddy fucks me; har…

slut-problems:

This is how Daddy fucks me; hard and fast and full of hate. I’m just a little girl, only eighteen and oh, so dumb! I need my daddy to show me the way, to show me how to make it in this world. Daddy says that he can make it all okay. He can take away all the pain of all the bad things that everybody did to me when I was younger and I couldn’t defend myself. He says that he can make me feel good about myself again. 

I want to believe him, but it’s hard when every person I’ve ever trusted has let me down. I know that Daddy is going to let me down too but I can’t help but love him anyway. I can’t help but try to trust him anyway because I want so much to believe that this time things will be different. I let him grip me by the neck as he pounds me hard with his cock, hammering it deeper and deeper with every thrust. My innocence has been gone for so long, but somehow I still don’t see it coming, the way he chokes me harder and harder and the way it makes me feel. 

I feel my eyes go dark and blank, and the life is sucked out of me. I withdraw into myself, deep down inside the dark shell I’ve created for myself. He can fuck my body as hard as he wants, and it can’t hurt me. It can’t touch me. I can’t see. I can’t feel. I can’t breathe. I exist somewhere deep down inside, where I hide from the truth. I hide from the lies. 

I can’t stop myself from cumming on his cock, and for me this is the only part that’s worth anything. I don’t like all the other parts, the way they make me feel used, discarded and tossed away. But here in these moments where I’m cumming I can pretend that he loves me and that I love him too. I can pretend this isn’t a relationship of convenience, the meeting of his kinks and my baggage. 

The sadistic look on his face as he chokes me out, as he cums deep inside of me is almost as scary as the glassy, vacancy of my eyes. I know they are blank, staring off into space, staring into nothing. He chokes me tighter, until I can feel the pressure building behind my glassy stare. He fucks me harder, deeper, loving the way I’m checked out, knowing he can use my body even harder, even more completely. He can do anything to me when I go vacant, and he does. I let it happen, unable to come out of my trance to tell him to stop. I don’t want him to stop. I love the abuse. It’s all I’ve ever known of love, and I like to be of use. 

Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into …

Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into doing all kinds of fucked up things from the time I was born until this very day. She was the naughty twin, the one that concocted the risky plans. I was the sweet twin, the one who always gave in to her sister. I let Ash decide where we went and when we went there. I let her dictate who our friends would be and when we were old enough she even chose what guys we would date. 

“Why do we always share guys. I’ve met other sets of twins and they all date their own guys?” I asked her. It had been like this for ages. We were waiting for Alexander to come over. He was a boy Ash had met in her chemistry class. 

“We’re different than other sets of twins. We share everything, silly. Don’t you want to share with me?” she asked. For a moment her eyes teared up and I could tell it hurt her feelings that I even thought about not sharing a guy with her. She’d been like this a long time, and part of me understood it, but part of me knew it was wrong. “Come here,” she said, pulling me to her and kissing me deeply. That’s right. She had been fucking me for a long time now. 

Ash had been my first everything. She was my first kiss, the first person to touch my pussy, to lick me there. I remembered how we had hidden it all from everyone until one day Ash had decided that we were old enough that we could let some other people know how close we really were. 

“He’s here!” I called as I saw his car pull up. Ash gave me an evil grin as she moved to the door and opened it. She was waiting for Alexander with her arms outstretched. She pulled him to her, and she kissed his cheek. 

“Wow, you really are twins!” Alexander looked from Ash to me, and back again. 

“This is Jessa,” Ash introduced me to him. I leaned in for a hug and I could smell his cheap body spray. I looked up at Ash, questioningly. Alexander wasn’t like most of the guys she’d brought home. He was actually more of my type. He was nerdy, but cute. He had a nice, patient smile and a sexy soul. I felt a connection to him, instantly. 

“Do you like him?” Ash asked me.

“Yes,” I said, blushing. 

“Kiss him,” she ordered me. I obeyed and I shared a nice, long kiss with Alexander. I felt the chills running through my body. They touched the tips of my toes and the top of my head. I was buzzing with happiness. “Now kiss me,” Ash said, pulling me jealously from him. She kissed me deeply and I kept my eyes on Alex. His mouth dropped as Ash slipped her tongue into my mouth and began to peel my clothing off of me. 

“Wow, you are twins but you kiss?” he asked, stupidly. 

“Yeah, get naked dumbass!” Ash said playfully. 

“Don’t call him that!” I chastised her. She pulled me to the bedroom. 

“Come on, dumbass!” Ash yelled to Alexander. He didn’t seem upset. He quickly ran after us and watched as Ash spread my naked body all over the bed. She parted my pussy lips and licked me with the skill of a well-known lover. She knew how to make me cum better than any other person on the planet, and I loved her so much for that. 

“FUCK!” I screamed as I came. Alexander was naked now and he was at my side, his mouth on mine. We kissed as Ash licked my pussy. I looked down at her to make sure she was okay, and that she wasn’t getting jealous of the way I was making out with Alexander. She gave me a naughty, little look that told me she was having fun and that I should too. Her hand shot over to Alexander’s cock and she stroked it for a bit before she took her mouth from my pussy and wrapped it around his cock. 

Alexander twisted himself a bit until he got his head down between my legs. He licked my pussy for me, and though he didn’t have much of a clue of what he was doing, he tried his best and I used my pussy to push myself against his tongue until I made myself cum. 

“Get on top of his dick,” Ash suddenly ordered me. Before I knew it he was flat on the bed and I was on top of him, my pussy wrapped around his cock. I rocked on his dick as Ash sat on his face. She leaned in to kiss me and we made out as I rode his cock and she rode his face. It was such a beautiful moment when I came, yet again. Ash made herself cum as well.

“Uh, I came,” Alexander said as she moved off of his face. 

“Let me have that pussy!” Ash smiled at me and I knew what she wanted. This was her favorite part. She didn’t like cum straight from the cock very much, but she said when it was mixed with my pussy juices it is her favorite taste in the world. Alexander watched with interest as Ash cleaned the cum from her pussy. Before I knew it he had his semi-hard cock in my mouth and I could taste my own pussy on him as I sucked him hard again. 

Ash was enjoying my pussy, but she she saw how hard Alexander was getting she ordered him to lay back on the bed. She sucked him a bit before she motioned for me to join her. We gave him a dual blowjob. I sucked on his balls while Ash sucked his cock. 

“Get up here, he’s about to cum. I want you to get a facial!” Ash screamed at me urgently. That sounded fun and so I got my face right up near his cock. 

“This is the hottest day of my life! Twins!” Alexander yelled out right before he began to groan with pleasure. His sperm began to spray everywhere as Ash stroked him expertly. We both leaned in, instinctually and opened our mouths. His hot cum sprayed all over our faces and tongues. It got all over our long, blonde hair. Some of it even hit Ash in the tits. 

“YES!” Alexander moaned as he finished. 

“Thanks for the cum, dumbass!” Ash laughed. Then she and I began to lick his cum off of each other. I don’t know why, but the was my favorite part. The look on Alexander’s face was priceless. He looked at us like we were the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. 

Daddy loves using my puffy, little pussy and I…

Daddy loves using my puffy, little pussy and I love being used. Nothing makes me feel more useful than when he fills me up or covers me with his cum. I’m finally useful! I can help Daddy cum!

slut-problems: Marissa and I chose our new roo…

slut-problems:

Marissa and I chose our new roommate carefully. We had been talking about adding a guy to our mix and so when Stephie moved out it was the perfect opportunity to choose a guy that would add to our lives in a meaningful way. We knew Kyle was the right guy when he came in to interview for the room. 

Kendra asked him, “Would you ever have a threesome with two hot girls?” and then she gestured to me, implying that she meant us. 

“I would absolutely love that,” he said, adjusting his dick in his pants as he sat before us. I looked at Marissa and indicated my desire. So it was settled. He moved in. 

All we had to do to set the ball in motion was start making out and licking each others’ pussies in our common areas and eventually he walked in on us and all the fun began. We all were having so much fun fucking each other that none of us wanted to go to work or get anything done. For weeks we barely functioned, only looking forward to the times when we could all be together fucking like wild rabbits. 

We all thought that the novelty and the fun would eventually wear off, but it’s been seven months and we are still going strong, still fucking constantly as a trio. In fact, both Marissa and I have also been sleeping with Kyle by ourselves when the other isn’t home. When all of this started I never would’ve imagined that it would play out like this, but it’s like we are all so compatible with one another. There isn’t a lot of jealousy either. It is the most perfect threesome I’ve ever heard of or seen. It’s pretty fucking awesome, actually. 

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