IN THE ASS ONLY
SEX WITH STRANGERS: VOLUME FOUR
Copyright 2017 JT
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
THE ASS ONLY
THE ASS ONLY
I’ve always been lucky when it comes to
women. I’m not quite sure why. I’m a decent enough looking
fellow, a shade over six feet tall and 170 pounds with an in-shape
body of a natural athlete who spends a lot of time outdoors, but I’m
certainly nothing special. But for some reason, there’s something
about me that draws a specific type of woman. Namely, sluts.
Every since I was a teenager they flocked
to me. In high school, college, and now into my late twenties, I
routinely get approached by women who just want to fuck. Most of the
time it’s just a one-time thing, with no complications or
commitments. At times it has turned into something more, but every
time a hook-up morphed into a relationship it fizzled out pretty
quickly. Again, I’m not sure why. But for some reason I just wasn’t
Which was fine by me. The way I see it,
relationships are more trouble than they’re worth. I was perfectly
content to have single nights (or afternoons) with women and then
move on. And I was lucky enough that I never had a shortage of
Like Shawna, for example.
There I was, just minding my own business
in line at the coffee shop after work, getting myself a cup of coffee
to help me through the evening, when I first saw her. She was a
platinum-haired beauty, standing right behind me in line,
wearing a white and black lingerie-style top and a black skirt. She
had dark eyes, full lips, perfect skin and a rockin’ body that she
obviously wasn’t afraid to show off.
Once glance and I turned away, not
wanting to stare. I’m a pretty nice guy, relaxed and mellow, but
I’m not real outgoing. I don’t generally start up conversations
with strangers. But apparently she had no such reservations.
“Quite a wait, huh?” she said,
talking to me as if we were old friends right from the get-go.
“Yeah,” I said, trying to return the
vibe. “Pretty typical for this place.”
“I know, but still, today seems longer
than usual,” she said. “At least I’ve got some decent scenery
to look at.”
I gave her a slightly confused look.
“What?” she said. “You don’t
think you’re good-looking?”
“I don’t know,” I said, not sure
where this was going and not wanting to make a fool of myself with a
complete stranger, especially one as hot as she was. “I’ve never
really thought about it much.”
“Oh, bullshit,” she said, laughing.
“Everyone thinks about what they look like.”
“True,” I said. “But I’m not
really concerned with it too much.”
“I can tell,” she said. “Otherwise
you’d shave every once in a while, or wash your hair.” Before I
could object, she continued on. “But you know what? I like that.
Too many people worry about what everyone else thinks these days.”
“I agree,” I said as the line moved
forward. It was my turn to order. I did, then asked my new friend
what she wanted. “My treat,” I told her.
“Why thank you,” she said after
placing her order. “I’m Shawna, by the way.”
“I’m Mike,” I said. “And it’s
the least I can do,” I said.
“And what’s the most?” she asked,
flashing me a mischievous grin.
“What do you mean?”
“What do you think I mean?” she said,
her grin growing wider.
“I have no idea,” I said.
Before the conversation could go any
further, the barista called out our names.
“Care to sit down with me and talk some
more, Mister Mike?”
“I’d be delighted,” I said.
“It’s hard to find a good man these
days,” she said shortly after we’d sat down. We were outside, at
the table in the corner of the patio, away from the rest of the
“Most guys are trash,” I said, still
not sure exactly where this was going. I had a few ideas, but I
didn’t want to presume too much for fear of getting disappointed.
“Tell me about it,” she said. “Of
course, I don’t exactly set myself up for success most of the
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I generally don’t go about
picking up guys the traditional way.”
“How do you go about them?” I asked.
“Well, if I want a guy, I’ll just go
up to him and ask if he wants to fuck.”
I’m not going to lie, it took some
effort to keep my coffee down when she said that. But eventually I
managed to ask: “What if the guy says no?”
“Then I go on to the next one,” she
said. “But that doesn’t happen very often, believe me.”
“Oh, I do,” I said. “So, is that
what you’re doing right now? Asking me if I want to fuck?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know yet. It
“On you,” she said.
“Well, I’m pretty picky,” she said.
“Cocks. They have to be certain size or
I’m not really interested.”
“Is that right?”
“But how do you know how big it is
before you get their clothes off?”
“Oh, that’s easy,” she said. “There
are a whole bunch of different ways. Sometimes I take them to the
men’s room and get a little peek. Or the corner of the building.
But usually I just do this.”
She reached beneath the table and grabbed
ahold of my cock, grasping it through my pants, right there at the
patio of coffee shop. Luckily I was pretty hard just from talking to
“Well,” I said after she’d let go.
“What do you think?”
“Very impressive,” she said.
“Is it big enough for you?”
“So does that mean . . .”
“That I’m going to ask you if you
want to fuck me?” she finished.
“It does indeed,” she said. “But
I have to tell you, if you can’t handle butt sex, don’t even
bother. I don’t like men who don’t like butt sex.”
“Butt sex? You mean anal sex?”
“Yep,” she said. “Because that’s
really all I want. If you really, really want to, you can stick your
cock in my pussy every once in a while, but only as foreplay. But if
it were up to me you’d be fucking just my ass and nothing else. Do
you think you can handle that?”
“I think I can manage,” I said.
“And, of course, I like to give blow
jobs too,” she said.
“Really?” I said. This girl was too
good to be true.
“Hell yeah. I get more excited blowing
you than I do if you munch on my cunt. That’s so boring.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Completely,” she said, flashing me a
nasty little smile.
“Then what the hell are we waiting
for,” I said, grabbing her hand and turning towards the door.
“Let’s go back to my place for a blow job and butt sex.”
I’d barely had time to shut the front
door of my place closed before Shawna was dropping to her hands and
knees in front of me. She hadn’t even bothered to take any of her
clothes off, which didn’t bother me in the least. I had no problem
getting dirty without getting naked. In fact, I preferred it. There
was just something about it that seemed nastier.
Immediately after dropping to her knees,
Shawna worked my belt. She had it unbuckled in moments, followed by
my top button, and then my zipper. She yanked my pants and boxers
down, dropping them to my ankles, then wrapped her hand around my
shaft and sucked on the head of my cock. Bobbing her head forward and
back, maintaining eye contact the whole time, she worked my shaft
with her hands while her mouth went to town on the tip.
It wasn’t long before Shawna’s mouth
was going further and further down, taking more and more of my cock
in her mouth. Her hand still worked the shaft, moving in conjunction
with her mouth to create the perfect amount of pressure to maximize
stimulation without making me cum.
After a full minute of blowing me without
pause, Shawna slid my cock from her mouth. Gathering up some saliva,
she spit on my cock and started working it in with her hands while
she continued looking up at me.
“Do you like how I suck your cock?”
she said in that sexy-as-hell little girl voice of hers.
“I fucking love it,” I replied.
“Do you want me to take it further
down?” she asked.
I nodded again.
Smiling, Shawna again took my cock in her
mouth. This time she blew me proper, taking my cock halfway down
before bobbing her head back up then going down again, over and over
and over, her lips sliding over my shaft, helped by the copious
amounts of saliva she was generating.
It was the sloppiest blow job I’d ever
gotten; my cock was practically white with her spit. It was getting
everywhere, all over her face, her chin, her neck, dripping onto her
chest, the floor, even my leg. The sounds coming from her mouth were
wet and juicy and labored, gagging and coughing equally as my cock
continued sliding in and out of her mouth.
Shawna was a machine, blowing me for a
good thirty seconds straight before coming up for air. Even then she
took one big breath and went back down for more, this time taking my
cock even deeper than before, practically deepthroating me with every
She blew me in long, fast pumps, her hair
flying everywhere and saliva pouring out of her mouth, making my cock
a wet, sloppy mess. After another full minute of non-stop sucking,
she wrapped her arms around my waist and used my body to hold herself
in place as she swallowed my entire cock and held it deep inside her
Shawna deepthroated me for a few seconds
before gagging and coughing and letting my cock slide out of her
mouth. She took a moment to catch her breath then looked up at me,
“What did you think of that?” she
“It was fucking incredible,” I
“With your help I could hold it for
longer,” she said.
“Tell me what I need to do.”
“Just put your hands on the back of my
head and hold my head in place,” Shawna said.
“For how long?” I asked.
“As long as you want,” she replied,
her smile growing wider.
“What if you can’t breathe.”
Shawna laughed. “That’s kind of the
“But what if I hold you there for too
“You won’t,” she said. “Trust
“All right,” I said. “If you
Shawna opened her mouth and turned her
eyes up towards mine.
“Well,” she said. “What are you
I didn’t have a good answer for that,
so I pulled her head towards me and pushed my hips forward at the
same time, forcing my cock into her mouth. I kept on pushing until my
entire cock had disappeared inside her mouth. I could feel it
touching the back of her throat.
She held me there for a good six seconds
before starting to cough. It tickled my cock, her coughing while it
was planted in her throat. I almost pulled away but continued to hold
on, remembering what she’d said. It just felt too good to let go.
A few seconds later Shawna coughed again,
following it with a deep gag. This time I pulled back, yanking my
cock from her throat.
“Are you all right?” I asked as she
gulped in air.
“I’m fine,” she said, smiling up at
me. Saliva was dripping down her chin and her mascara was running
down her cheek.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive,” she said. “I
could have taken a lot more.”
“Really?” I said, surprised.
Shawna nodded. “Just because I was
gagging doesn’t mean I was done,” she said.
I laughed and shook my head in amazement.
I had no idea there were actually women out there like Shawna. I
thought they only existed in fiction.
“Well, what do you think?” she said.
“Care to give it another go?”
“With pleasure,” I said, pushing my
hips forward, sliding my cock into her mouth once again. I forced it
as far as it would go, until her nose was pressing up against my
stomach. Pulling on the back of her head, I held her in place as she
deepthroated my cock, her eyes miraculously still turned up towards
Eight seconds in she started to gag. But
I held her head in place, just as she’d instructed. A few seconds
later she coughed, then followed that with another gag. But still I
Shawna’s eyes were still
somehow looking up at me. They were filled with pleasure even as they
leaked tears, and I knew she still had more in her.
She coughed again, and this time
instinctively started to pull back. But still I held her in place,
testing her limits, seeing how much she could actually take. Another
gag, a deeper one this time, followed by a river of spit dripping out
of her mouth and onto the floor. Still I didn’t let go.
But the last gag had somehow allowed my
cock even deeper access to Shawna’s throat, something I’d not
thought possible. And this new depth brought with it a different
sensation, an evenly distributed pressure that was unbearable. Where
moments ago I still had complete control of myself, now, just like
that, I was mere seconds away from completely losing it.
And so, nearly twenty seconds into what
was by far the greatest deepthroat of all time, I quickly backed
away, yanking my cock out of Shawna’s throat in a heartbeat.
She immediately started gasping for air
as more saliva poured out of her mouth.
“I still could have taken more,”
Shawna said after she’d caught her breath, her grin as wide as
“Maybe you could have but I couldn’t,”
I said. “Another couple seconds and I would’ve came right there
in your mouth.”
“Then it’s a good thing you pulled
back,” she said, her smile growing wider as she stood up. “Because
you would’ve been in deep trouble if you finished up before giving
me a good ass reaming.”
“I figured as much,” I said.
“So does that mean you’re ready?”
“Ready for what?” I replied, messing
with her a little bit.
“You know,” she said.
“Tell me,” I said. “I want to hear
you say it.”
“I want you to put your cock in my
ass,” she said, whispering into my ear. “And then I want you to
fuck me until you’re ready to explode.”
“Beg for it,” I whispered back.
“Please fuck my ass with your cock,”
Shawna said, her pleading voice making me literally tingle with
excitement. “I’m begging you,” she continued. “I need you to
ravage my ass with your huge, hard cock. Please, please, please?”
“Okay,” I said, feigning reluctance.
“If you insist.”
“Oh, I do,” Shawna said, nodding her
head vigorously. “I do, I do.”
She turned around and dropped to her
hands and knees. Her back was arched and her ass was sticking up in
the air, pushing her skirt up above her ass, revealing for the first
time the black and white panties she wore beneath. And also revealing
the butt plug she’d had in her ass for at least the last hour, if
not longer. It was being held in by her panties and had been
concealed by her loose skirt.
“Holy shit, how long has that been in
there?” I asked, marveling in amazement.
“The whole fucking day,” Shawna said.
“I never leave home without my buttplug.”
I laughed and shook my head. “You truly
are one dirty little slut, aren’t you?”
Instead of answering, she reached back
and yanked the butt plug out of her asshole, leaving it gaping wide
“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,”
“You like my gaping asshole, do you?”
“I fucking love it.”
“Do you want to stick your cock in it?”
“Then come and get it,” Shawna said,
giving herself a smack on the ass. “Destroy my asshole with that
huge fucking cock of yours.”
“With pleasure,” I said, grabbing
ahold of my cock and sliding it into her gaping asshole.
Shawna let out a little gasp and I
uttered a low moan as I entered her. “God dammit that feels so
fucking good,” she said. “Your cock is so fucking tight inside my
“Yes it does,” I agreed as I moved my
hips slowly forward and back, taking things slowly at first. “It
feels fucking incredible.”
“Give me more,” Shawna said, working
her ass back against my cock, forcing it deeper inside her. “I want
“You do it,” I said. “Fuck my cock
with your ass.”
“Like this?” she said, slamming her
hips back almost hard enough to knock me over. “Is that how you
“Just like that,” I said, bracing
myself. “As hard as you want.”
And she did, hammering her ass back,
forcing my cock balls-deep inside her asshole. Her ass cheeks bounced
off my hips, rippling in waves as our flesh smacked together.
At one point, Shawna got a little too
aggressive with my cock, popping it out of her ass. “Put it back
in,” she begged. “Put that big cock back in my tiny little ass.”
So I did, slipping it effortlessly back
into her asshole. The tip had barely even entered her when she
started slamming back into me again, picking up right where she’d
left off moments ago.
“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath
as she continued working her ass back against my cock.
“You like that?” she said, turning
her upper body around so she could look at me. “You like it when I
work your huge cock into my tight little asshole?”
“I fucking love it,” I said, giving
her a smack on the ass to punctuate things.
Shawna smiled and nodded her head. “Do
it again,” she said.
So I did, smacking her other cheek this
“Don’t stop,” she said. “Keep
slapping my ass.”
I smacked it again, first one cheek, then
“That’s it,” Shawna said. “Harder.
Make my ass fucking red.”
I honored her request with pleasure,
smacking away with my palm, each blow sounding like a gunshot in the
Shawna put her head down and let out a
low, guttural groan, still backing her ass against me all the while.
Then she slammed back one last time and held it there, my cock buried
deep in her asshole, my hips grinding against her ass cheeks.
Her groan rose in intensity and then her
body began to shake uncontrollably, shucking and jiving for a full
five seconds before falling still. Then she took a moment to catch
“Holy shit that was a huge orgasm,”
Shawna said, looking back at me once again, her face filled with joy.
“Getting fucked in the ass makes me cum so fucking hard.”
I laughed and shook my head softly.
“Where did you come from?” I said. “And where have you been my
Shawna flashed me a wide smile and gave
me a wink. “I want to taste my ass,” she said. “Can I clean
your cock off with my mouth?”
“Be my guest,” I said.
Shawna crawled forward slowly, sliding
her ass off my cock inch by inch, until it was completely free of her
asshole. Then she turned her body around so her head was right in
front of my cock. It was still as hard as ever and sticking straight
out, flat as a board, with no limp whatsoever.
“Pretty damn impressive,” she said
before opening her mouth wide and sliding my cock into her mouth
without using her hands.
“Right back at you,” I said under my
breath as she moved her head forward and back, taking a little bit
deeper each time, cleaning my cock of her ass juices.
Shawna’s head was turned up towards
mine, our eyes locked together as she swallowed my entire cock and
held it deep in her throat.
“Holy fucking shit,” I said, my knees
buckling just a bit as she continued to effortlessly deepthroat me.
This time, only seven seconds passed
before I backed away, unable to take it anymore without shooting my
load. It was one thing to keep from cumming when being deepthroated
at the beginning of the session, before any real fucking had
happened, but after fucking Shawna’s ass for while, it was
exponentially harder to maintain my composure.
Smiling, she grabbed my cock and smacked
it against her cheek while she caught her breath. “You liked that,
did you?” she asked.
“A little bit too much,” I replied.
“So I take it you don’t want me to do
“Not unless you want me to shoot my
load down your throat.”
“I told you before, it’s not that I
want that,” she said, a devilish smile on her lips. “It’s just
that I don’t want that right
“Well then, you’d better not
deepthroat me again until you do want that.”
“Fair enough,” she said. “But can I
let you fuck my ass some more?”
“If you insist,” I said with mock
disappointment. “But this time I want to see the look on your face
while I’m inside you.”
“I think we can arrange that,” Shawna
said. She climbed to her feet and flopped onto the couch, facing me,
her ass right on the edge of the couch and her head about halfway
down the rear cushions.
As I stood over her, she grabbed ahold of
her legs and pulled them back and towards her until her feet were up
by her head, tilting her body back so her ass was up in the air and
leaving her wide open to me. She hooked her arms around her legs,
holding them in place, then ran her hands down her body. She took one
ass cheek in each hand and pulled, opening herself up even further.
Her pussy was dripping wet and her asshole was wide open.
“It’s waiting for you,” Shawna
said, smiling up at me. “My asshole is gaping and just waiting for
you to fuck it.”
“Then let’s give it what it wants,”
I said, spreading my legs and bending my knees so my cock was at the
same level as her asshole.
“Yes,” she said, nodding. “Let’s
I grabbed ahold of my rock-hard cock and
slid it into her asshole. It went in easily, without any resistance
whatsoever, which wasn’t a big surprise based on how loose it
already was from the early fucking it had taken. I gave her my entire
cock, balls deep, right from the get-go, hammering it in and out of
her in long, slow, rhythmic thrusts.
“Yeah, bury that cock in my ass,”
Shawna said, staring up at me, looking me directly in the eyes with
no shame whatsoever. “That’s right. Just like that. It feels so
good, so fucking good.”
I agreed completely with her but was too
busy concentrating on keeping things rolling smoothly to answer.
Besides, the less I talked the more Shawna did, and I definitely
liked hearing her voice more than my own.
In the middle of one particularly
aggressive series of thrusts, my cock slid out of her pussy right
before I was about to hammer it back into her. My cock ran over the
top of her pussy and my balls slammed into her asshole, causing me to
flinch in discomfort. With my cock lying atop her flesh and my balls
still pressing against her asshole, I took a moment to gather myself.
“A little too aggressive there, huh?”
Shawna said, smiling as always.
“Just a bit,” I said.
She shifted her hand down and grabbed my
balls and gave them a little squeeze.
I sucked my breath in, not sure how much
pressure she was going to put on them.
Shawna laughed. “Don’t worry,” she
said. “I just want to try something. Do you mind?”
“Be my guest,” I said. So far she
hadn’t done anything to me that had felt less than awesome and I
didn’t expect her to start now. But still, I could feel a hint of
trepidation. Which was my normal reaction when someone had their hand
around my sack. After all, there was a fine line when it came to that
area of a man, and it was real easy to cross it.
But what Shawna did caught me totally
off-guard. It was something I’d never had done, in fact, I hadn’t
seen it or heard of it happening either.
With hands as skilled as a surgeon,
Shawna isolated my testicles and pinched off my sack right above it,
making a little package with the skin pulled tight around it. Then
she guided the little package into her still-gaping asshole.
It was an incredibly tight fit, far
tighter than my cock, and with her asshole squeezing my balls on all
sides simultaneously, nearly unbearable. I don’t know about most
guys, but testicles were infinitely more sensitive than my cock, and
having both of them stuffed into her asshole had me close to tears.
As it was, my foot was tapping on the floor and I was biting down on
my bottom lip, trying to keep from groaning.
“Holy fuck,” I said under my breath
while Shawna grinned like a demon up at me. She was clearly enjoying
my discomfort. And I wasn’t particularly surprised. I’d suspected
she was a bit of a sadist right from the beginning. Which is one of
the things I liked most about her.
“Too much for you?” she said.
I shook my head. And it wasn’t. For as
painful as it was, it felt great too. Intense as hell and fucking
incredible. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced; right on the
razor’s edge of pleasure and pain.
Shawna’s grin grew wider and more
mischievous, and before I could puzzle out her next move, she started
bouncing her ass against me, putting even more pressure on my balls.
“Fuck me running,” I groaned, barely
able to get the words out. The line between pleasure and pain had
been crossed, and although my balls in her asshole still felt
incredible, the sensation was simply too intense. I made it three
thrusts before quickly backing away, unable to take the pain.
Laughing, Shawna grabbed my cock and
began playing with it, gently jerking me off. “Too much, huh?”
I nodded sheepishly.
“Don’t feel bad, you did better than
most,” she said, guiding the tip of my cock back into her asshole.
“Now fuck me like you’re tying to break me in half. Pay me back
for what I just did to you.”
“Gladly,” I said, thrusting my hips
forward until my cock had disappeared into her asshole. Once it was
all the way in, I held it there, our flesh smashed together.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Shawna
nodded, her eyes wide and staring directly at mine, egging me on. She
clearly wanted more.
Keeping my cock planted deep in Shawna’s
asshole, I put one foot up on the couch for leverage and leaned
forward, pushing even pushed harder, my hips digging into her flesh,
my cock grinding against her insides.
“Holy fuck that feels so fucking good,”
she said. “Your cock is so deep in my ass. Fuck me with it. Hammer
it in and out of me.”
So I did, moving my hips back slowly,
only to slam them forward with everything I had, mining her asshole
with my cock. My body pounded against hers with every thrust, forcing
her deeper into the cushions, her entire body quivering every time I
“Pump that little ass with your big
cock,” she said, her voice controlled but intense. “Yeah, that’s
right. Just like that. Just like that!”
I gradually increased the speed without
diminishing the aggression, my body hammering down on Shawna’s, our
eyes locked together. We were in perfect rhythm, totally in synch.
The world consisted of nothing but pleasure. Pure unadulterated
pleasure. Not only for me, but for Shawna too. One of her hands had
migrated down to her pussy and she was using three fingers to rub
furiously at her clit.
“Keep going,” she said, her tone
getting a little sloppier, less controlled. “Holy fuck, keep going.
Don’t fucking stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
So I didn’t, using the last of my
energy to maintain the ridiculous pace, hammering my cock into her
ass with as much intensity as I could muster, not sure how much
longer I could keep going.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!”
Shawna said, her voice rising with every exclamation, right along
with the speed in which her fingers attacked her clit. “I’m gonna
cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum she did, her entire body shaking
and gyrating, legs quivering, chest rising and falling, juices
squirting out of her pussy and all over my stomach.
Once her orgasm had passed, she regained
control of herself. Back again was the controlled woman with the
intense, demanding demeanor. “That’s right, use my tight little
ass,” Shawna said, talking in a low, impossibly sexy voice. “Own
it. Make it yours.”
It was a command, not a request, and for
some reason that made it infinitely more erotic. So erotic, in fact,
that it pushed me right to the edge of orgasm. Just like I’m sure
she knew it would. Now that she’d had her orgasm, it was time to
finish me off.
“Are you ready?” Shawna asked as I
continued hammering away at her asshole.
I nodded. I couldn’t do anything else.
“Yeah?” she asked, staring up at me,
her eyes challenging mine. “Are you sure?”
I nodded again, more vehemently this
“Then give me that fucking cum,” she
said. “Empty that fucking nutsack in my fucking ass.”
I did as she demanded, finally allowing
my body the release it had been begging for. I continued pumping my
hips even as I shot my load inside her asshole, cringing all the
while, feeling the same combination of pleasure and discomfort that
had been the theme of the evening.
It took a good six or seven squirts for
my body to emptied of cum, after which I slowly let my cock slide out
of Shawna’s asshole.
There were some remnants of my cum
leftover on my cock, but Shawna took care of them without hesitation,
sliding her body down the couch until she was sitting on the floor
with her head between my legs in a heartbeat.
She took my cock in her mouth and cleaned
it of our combined juices, then started sucking on it hard enough to
make me squirm and try to pull away. But she wasn’t having it, and
wrapped her arms around my waist to keep my in place.
I eventually wrenched free and scooted
backwards, smiling and laughing despite the discomfort.
“What?” Shawna said, trying to look
innocent. “You don’t like post-orgasm blow jobs?”
“They’re a bit intense.”
“That’s kind of the point,” she
replied, climbing to her feet and gathering her clothes.
“I know, but still . . .” I said,
“Well I love giving them, so you’re
just going to have to get used to them,” Shawna said, turning her
head to give me a wink as she walked past me, heading towards the
It took me a moment to figure out what
she meant. And once I did I could barely maintain my excitement.
“So this wasn’t a one-time thing?”
I asked carefully after she emerged from the bathroom fully clothed.
“Not unless you want it to be,” she
“Hell no,” I replied.
“Good,” Shawna said. “Because
neither do I. It was fun. I’d like to do it again sometime.”
“I would too,” I said, still a bit
“Of course, next time we’ll have to
turn the intensity up even more, if that’s okay with you.”
“It’s more than okay,” I said.
“Great,” she said, giving me a kiss
on the cheek before heading towards the front door. “Then I’ll
call you when I have some free time.”
“I can’t wait to hear from you,” I
said as Shawna walked out of my condo, closing the door behind her.
I stared at the front door for a few
seconds, still naked, then laughed under my breath and shook my head.
What a day. One of the best of my life. And the idea that more would
be coming? It was almost too much to think about. Almost, but not
quite. I wondered what our next session would bring. I couldn’t
wait to find out.
MY ADVENTURES WITH THE TRASH TALKING SLUT
Banging The Trash Talking Slut
Pounding The Trash Talking Slut’s Ass
Punishing The Trash Talking Slut
MY BARELY LEGAL NEIGHBOR
My Barely Legal Neighbor
Roughing Up My Barely Legal Neighbor
My Barely Legal Neighbor Takes Control
My Barely Legal Neighbor Loves Anal Sex
My Barely Legal Neighbor Brings Her
THE ESCORT CHRONICLES
Rougher Than Ever
SEX WITH STRANGERS
Not As Innocent As She Looks
In The Ass Only
Double The Fun
Just A Hint Of Anal