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Tory Mynx

Michael Scott Taylor

Shane Tyler

Brock Landers

Tommy Sins

Scotty Diggler

Dakota Rain

Jesse Flynn

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I know it’s a huge cliché, but on nights when I really need to get fucked by a stranger and I’m just not feeling like doing any real work, I’ll end up at the Irish Pub near my house around closing time.

It’s a popular place with the local college kids, and while most of the time I’m looking for a more mature lover, there are certain times when I feel like teaching a young man a thing or two in the sack.

Like tonight, for example.

I’m bored, a little buzzed, and my vibrator just isn’t doing it for me. And while I could pick up the phone and have one of my regular hook-ups over here in half an hour, I’m in the mood for a little adventure. So I tease my hair up, slap on some makeup, throw on a pair of black fishnet leggings, a short skirt, and a t-shirt that barely covers my stomach and head out the door.

Five minutes later I’m walking into the pub. It’s not super-crowded, but it’s pretty busy for a weekday night, and just as I’d expected, full of college boys.

Walking up to one and convincing him to come home with me is just too easy, so I decide to conduct a little experiment. I grab a glass of red wine from the bartender and head to an empty table in the corner and sit down.

I take a sip from my glass and survey the room, an indifferent but not standoffish look on my face. Anyone that makes eye contact with me I give a little head nod and a smile. None of the college boys out there know it, but the first one that comes up to me is going to get the night of his life.

Ten minutes later I’m on the last of my wine and still nobody’s had the balls to come up and say a word to me. I’ve seen a couple groups of guys whispering amongst themselves, as if daring the others in their group to give it a shot, but so far, none have.

And then, just as I finish my last sip of wine, a young man breaks off from his group of peers and starts over in my direction. He’s a good-looking kid, barely twenty if he’s a day, with a mop of blonde hair and an open, honest face. Simply due to the fact that he’s on his way over here means he’s obviously not shy, but he doesn’t seem like a cocky asshole either. He carries himself like a confident, cool customer. It looks like I got lucky tonight. But not as lucky as he’s going to get.

“Hey there,” he says as he arrives at my table. He’s a shade over six feet and around 175 pounds with a thin but muscular body. An athlete, no doubt, maybe a surfer. “I see that you’re out of wine. Can I buy you a drink?”

“No thanks,” I say. “But there is something else you can do for me.”

“What’s that?” he says, giving me a quizzical look.

“Sit down and I’ll tell you.”

He casts a glance back towards his friends then takes a seat across the table from me.

“What’s your name?” I ask.

“Troy,” he says.

“Okay, Troy, here’s the deal,” I say, leaning forward and smiling at him. “I came over here tonight to find myself a good college boy I could take back to my place and take advantage of. And since you’re the first one that came up to me, you win.”

Troy laughs and shakes his head. “You’re just fucking with me right? Did Scott put you up to this?”

“Nope,” I say. “Nobody put me up to anything. I just need to get fucked by a stranger tonight. Nothing more, nothing less.”

He eyes me sideways. “No shit?”

“No shit.”

“What’s the catch?” he says.

“There isn’t one,” I reply.

“Nothing at all?”

“Nope. Unless you consider getting super freaky a catch.”

“I call it a bonus,” Troy says.

“Then we should get along great,” I say.

“It sure sounds like it.”

“Of course, I have to warn you, I’m not like all those petite and demure college girls you’re no doubt used to banging. I like things a little rough. And I tend to take control of situations.”

“I’m fine with that.”

“What about sticking your cock in my ass?” I say. “Are you fine with that too?”

“Fuck yeah,” Troy says, his excitement palpable.

“Great,” I say, standing up and taking his hand and pulling him to his feet. “My house is just a couple blocks away. Wave goodbye to your friends as we leave.”




I lead Troy back to my place, open the door, and let him in. After closing the door behind him, I stride over to him, staring directly at him with a serious look on my face. Before he knows what’s going on, I put my hands on his waist and squat down.

With my head at the same level as his groin, I undo Troy’s belt, pull it off and drop it to the floor. He pulls his shirt off, revealing his six-pack abs and allowing him a better view of the proceedings.

He watches intently I undo the top button of his jeans and pull down his zipper, then slip his pants and boxers off, dropping them around his ankles, freeing up his cock. It’s rock-hard and sticking straight out with no sag whatsoever.

“Pretty impressive,” I say.

He mutters a thanks and offers me a little smile.

“Let’s see if you know what to do with it,” I say.

Troy lets out a soft sigh as I grab the base of his cock and start slowly stroking while cupping his balls with my hand. Staring up at him the whole time, I stick out my tongue and lick the underside of his cock, starting at the base and working my way towards the tip.

After I’ve run my tongue up the length of his cock, I spit on it and work the saliva in with my hand before taking it in my mouth. Still jerking him off, I suck on the tip of his cock, my head bobbing in short, quick strokes.

While I suck his cock, I run my hands over Troy’s chest, touching his washboard stomach and pecs, my fingers brushing his nipples. He takes a quick breath and I realize he likes this. So I tweak his nipples a little more, squeezing them with my fingers, our eyes locked together the whole time.

“You like that, do you?” I say, pulling my mouth off his cock for a moment. “You like it when I play with your nipples.”

Troy nods quickly.

I smile. “I’ll have to keep that in mind for later,” I say. “But right now I have more pressing business at hand.”

I run my hands back down his stomach and grab ahold of his cock. After slapping it against my tongue a couple of times I take the head of it back into my mouth.

After concentrating on the tip for a bit, I release my grip on his cock and drop my head further down, taking his cock three-quarters of the way into my mouth and holding it there for a few seconds before pulling back off.

As I’m coming back in for more, Troy puts his hands on my head.

“Oh no you don’t,” I say, grabbing his wrists and gently pushing them back to his side. “I’m the one in control here, buddy. And don’t you forget it.” I glare up at him and shake my head, then go back to work.

Troy’s cock is glistening with my saliva as I grip the base of it with my hand and again start jerking him off. I drop my head down a little bit and lick his sack with my tongue before taking one of his balls in my mouth.

Still jerking him off, I suck on one of his testicles, pulling on it, stretching his sack out until it pops out of my mouth, resulting in a low groan from his mouth.

“That feels good, doesn’t it?” I say, looking up at him.

Troy nods. He doesn’t look like he could speak even if he wanted to.

Laughing, I move over to his other testicle, giving it the same treatment. After popping it out of my mouth, I release my hold on his balls and lift my head back up and go back to work on his cock.

Still staring up at him, I run my tongue up the entire length of Troy’s shaft, starting at the base and finishing at the tip. Then I slap it against my cheek a couple of times before slipping it in my mouth again, bobbing up and down on it, taking it halfway down every time. After blowing him for a good thirty seconds without pause, I pull my mouth off, gather up some saliva, and spit on his cock.

“You like your blowjobs nice and wet, don’t you?” I say, using the accrued saliva to jerk him off forcefully.

He nods again.

“Yeah, I can tell,” I say. “The sloppier the better right?”

“That’s right,” he says.

After jerking him off a little more, I push Troy’s cock up, pressing it against his stomach and holding it there, sticking straight up, pointed at his face. Knowing from earlier that he enjoys getting his sack played with, I start sucking on his balls again, this time taking them both in my mouth at the same time.

I suck on them and bounce them around in my mouth for a little while before wrapping my lips around his sack and yanking down on it hard enough that he utters a little moan of discomfort.

I know that moan, I’ve hear it many times before. Yes, there’s discomfort, but there’s also pleasure. More of it than usual actually, as it’s magnified by the level of discomfort.

Laughing to myself, I release Troy’s balls with a pop and they bounce back up.

“Holy fuck that felt good,” he says, his breath ragged and huge smile on his face.

“Yeah?” I say. “You liked that?”

“I loved it,” Troy says.

“So you like a little bit of pain with your pleasure, huh?”

“Apparently so,” he says. “I never knew until just now.”

“Well, you’re in luck,” I say. “Because that happens to be what I specialize in.”

“Is that right?” he says, his eyes lighting up in excitement.

“It certainly is,” I say. “Do you want to experience more of it?”


“Then step right up,” I say, climbing to my feet. “And learn a little bit about the relationship between pleasure and pain.”

I grab ahold of Troy’s cock and use it to lead him to the bed. Once there, I turn him around so his back is facing it, then push on his shoulders, dropping him down onto the bed, face up.

Standing over him, looking down at Troy lying there, I play with my pussy, rubbing it until it’s nice and wet. Then I climb onto the bed and crawl up the length of his body until my pussy is hovering right above his head.

With my knees on the bed and my calves tucked beneath my thighs, with one leg on either side of Troy’s head, I drop down, straddling his face. At first I didn’t move at all, content to simply smother him with my flesh, my pussy right on top of his mouth, digging in, forcing his tongue inside me.

“That’s a good boy,” I say. “Get that tongue in there. Show me how good you are at eating pussy.”

I sit there for a good 15 seconds while Troy struggles for breath beneath me before finally lifting my body up for a couple seconds to give him a chance to breathe.

Sitting on his chest, staring down at him, my eyes locked onto his, I flash him a dirty smile. “You like that too, don’t you?”

Smiling back, he nods emphatically.

“Good,” I say. “Because so do I. Do you mind if I do it some more?”

“Please do,” he says.

I lean down and stick my tongue into his mouth, tasting myself on his lips, then grab two handfuls of his hair and scoot forward and drop my ass back down onto his face.

Holding his head flush against the mattress, I grind my pussy on Troy’s mouth, pushing down with all my weight, forcing his head deeper into the mattress. Even though he can hardly breathe, it’s obvious Troy is loving it. His tongue is active, licking and tasting my insides with enthusiasm.

As I continue grinding away on his face, Troy sticks out his tongue as far as he can, forcing it deeper into my pussy. I lets out an excited little moan and start riding his rigid tongue, moving forward and back quickly, my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every pass, soaking Troy’s face and covering it in my juices.

I let go of Troy’s hair and start working my pussy with my now-free hand. It isn’t long before I’m aggressively rubbing at my clit while continuing to ride his tongue. My moans and groans fill the room as I approach orgasm. A few seconds later I let out a loud screech and my body shudders. I rise up just a bit as the orgasm arrives.

I smack away at my clit as I cum, squirting a steady stream of juices out of my pussy, making a mess of Troy’s face.

“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” he says after my stream has run dry. His head and face looks like they’ve been dunked in a barrel full of water. But his smile is wider than ever.

“You like that too, do you?” I ask, still squatting over him, my pussy mere inches above his face.

“I fucking love it,” he says. “You’re fucking incredible.”

“You’re not too bad yourself,” I say.

“Shit, I haven’t even done anything yet,” Troy says. “You’re the one doing all the work.”

“Well, let’s change that then,” I reply.

I climb off of Troy’s face and scoot down his body until I’m straddling his midsection. With my ass pushing back against his still hard cock, I lean forward and use my tongue to lick my pussy juices off of Troy’s face.

Once his face is clean, I lift my body up and scoot my butt back so my pussy is hovering over Troy’s groin. Then I grab ahold of his cock and slide it inside my soaking wet snatch. I take things quickly right from the start, riding him cowgirl, slamming my body down onto his, not showing him any mercy at all.

“Is this how you like it?” I ask, my head tilted slightly as I glare down at him, trying to keep my excitement from showing. “With me on top, riding you until the sun comes up?”

Troy nods, his face a mask of concentration. He’s wincing every time my body slams down on him.

“The pain is good,” I say. “It makes the pleasure that much better.”

To illustrate this fact, I put my palms flat on his chest for leverage, which allows my to pummel him even more aggressively. His winces turn to flinches but he doesn’t complain one bit. In fact, his cock is harder than ever inside of me.

After impaling myself on his cock for thirty seconds, I slam down onto Troy one more time and hold my body there, his cock deep inside my pussy. I lean forward until my chest is touching his head, his face between my tits. Then I shake my upper body from side to side, smacking him in the face with my tits. After I’ve beat him up pretty good, I wrap my arms around the back of his head, smashing his face against my flesh between my tits.

I hold Troy’s head in place, smothering him for a full 15 seconds before letting go. Then I shift my chest sideways and push one of my nipples into his mouth. With his eyes turned up towards mine, Troy sucks on my nipple. Once it’s hard, I shift again, giving him my other nipple. He licks and bites down on that one, working it aggressively.

After both my nipples are hard as rocks, I grab a handful of Troy’s hair and yank his head back. Then I lean in and stick my tongue in his mouth and explore around for a little while before pulling back.

Looking down at Troy with a little snarl, I once again start to bounce up and down on his cock. After a while, he runs his hands up my stomach and cups them underneath my tits, pushing up on them. I lean back, shifting my weight to the rear and putting more pressure on his balls as I continues pounding away at him.

“Holy fucking shit,” I say under my breath while he grunts away below me. “Your cock feels so good in my pussy. I love riding you like this.”

I continue riding him like an cowgirl for another minute or so before I’ve had enough. Keeping his cock firmly inside my pussy, I spin around so I’m facing the other way, my ass to him, in the reverse-cowgirl position. I immediately pick up where I left off, riding him intensely, pounding my pussy down onto his cock so hard that it’s almost painful.

I reach back, grab one of my ass cheeks in each hand, and spread my ass. Holding my ass open, I ride him some more before releasing one of my ass cheeks and sticking my index finger into my asshole.

I work the tip of my finger around for a little bit then pull it out and bring it to my mouth. Turning my upper body so I’m looking back at him, I suck the ass juices off of my finger.

I see Troy’s eyes light up.

“You like that, do you?” I ask. “You like watching me taste my ass?”

Troy nods. “It’s nasty as hell,” he says.

“You’re damn right it is,” I say, adding my middle finger into the mix, getting them both lubed up. “Do you know what else is nasty as hell?” I add after pulling my fingers out of my mouth.

Troy shakes his head.

“When I do this,” I say, reaching back and slipping my finger back into my asshole. A little moan escapes from my throat and I slow things down, riding his cock in long, steady thrusts while my fingers work my asshole. Once it’s a good and loose, I stick a third finger inside.

“Jesus Christ,” Troy says, marveling at my filthiness.

Moaning more loudly now, I jam all three fingers deep into my asshole, moving them back and forth as it continues to widen. Eventually I pull all three fingers out and lick them clean, one at a time.

“Your turn,” I say, smiling back at him.

Troy takes over, spitting on his middle and index fingers and then sliding them into my asshole. I reach back and spread my ass and start bouncing on him with more intensity while he works my asshole with his fingers. His cock is harder than ever inside my pussy, filling me up, turning me on like crazy.

After a full minute, I yank Troy’s fingers out of my asshole.  With my upper body still turned to face him, I slip his two fingers into my mouth. Once they’re sucked clean of my ass juices, I climb off of him and scoot my body backwards until my ass is sitting right above his head.

“Are you ready to get really nasty?” I ask, looking down at him.

“Give it to me,” he says.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” Troy says. “Do whatever you want to me.”

“If you insist,” I say. Then, with my hands still spreading my ass wide, I drop my pussy directly onto his face again. Only this time I’m facing the other way. I sit on his face with all of my weight, smothering him for a few seconds before switching things up.

Sliding my body forward, I change the angle so that now my asshole is right above Troy’s mouth. He sticks his tongue out and start licking my asshole, working it around in circles, getting my asshole nice and wet.

“That’s a good boy,” I say, shivers going up and down my spine. “Get that tongue in there. Lick my asshole you filthy little boy. Taste my ass. Get it all over your tongue.”

As I moan and shudder above him, Troy slides the tip of his tongue into my asshole and starts bouncing his face against my ass, forcing his tongue deeper inside me with every thrust. I release my ass cheeks and drop my weight onto his face, smothering him with my ass, and forcing his tongue even deeper inside my asshole.

As Troy struggles beneath me, I decide to repay him for his service. Leaning forward, I take his cock in my mouth and start bobbing my head up and down.

I eventually lift my ass off his face, giving him a chance to breathe. As he gasps for air, I continue sucking his cock, taking it from tip to base, wet gagging sounds escaping from my mouth as saliva gets everywhere.

Once Troy is breathing normally again, he again spreads my ass with his hands and goes back to work licking my asshole. It isn’t long before I release Troy’s cock from my mouth and start climbing back down his body.

“No more playing around,” I say, grabbing his cock and holding it upright while I hover above it, my asshole nearly touching the tip of it. “I need your cock in my asshole.”

I’m still facing away from him as I insert his cock into my asshole. Leaning back, half squatting, my elbows locked out and palms on the bed back by Troy’s head, I slam my ass down onto his groin, taking him balls deep in my anus right away.

Not taking things slow whatsoever, I rides Troy’s cock, bouncing up and down, hammering away, my entire weight slamming down onto his body. As Troy grabs ahold of my waist, I run my hand down my stomach and insert two fingers into my pussy.

“Goddammit that feels so fucking good,” I say aloud between gasping breaths. “I love the feel of your cock in my ass. Give it to me, baby. Fuck me like you mean it! Break me in half!”

Troy listens, putting his hands beneath my ass and holding my body in place while he jackhammers his hips upward, fucking my asshole with everything he has while I bang away at my pussy.

Things get so crazy that after one particularly violent thrust, Troy’s cock slips out of my asshole. I immediately pop my fingers out of my pussy and slide my ass back towards his head. Sitting on his stomach, I lean over and wrap my lips around his cock and go to town on it, bobbing up and down, taking the whole thing in my mouth, gagging on it and getting it even more slippery than before.

After Troy’s cock is coated with my saliva, I scoot forward and slide it back into my asshole. But instead of bouncing this time, I move my ass forward and back, grinding on his cock.

Troy gives me a slap on the ass. I turn my upper body so I’m looking back at him. “If you’re gonna smack my ass do it like you mean it,” I say. “Don’t be such a pussy.”

Laughing, Troy slaps my other asscheek, harder this time.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” I say, riding his more aggressively.

He smacks me again, even harder this time. I let out a little yelp. He smacks my other cheek. I yelp again.

“Is that how you like it?” he asks. There’s an edge in his voice that hasn’t been there yet.

“Damn right,” I say. “Pain and pleasure go hand in hand together.”

Troy smacks my ass even harder. The sound fills the room like a gunshot.

“Like that?” he says.

“Yes,” I reply.

He smacks me again. And again. And again.

I’m screaming now, “Yes, YES, YES!” as he continues smacking away. My ass is stinging but I love it. I’m practically in a perpetual orgasm right now.

My back arches and my head tilts back, allowing Troy to easily grab a handful of my hair and give it a yank.

I reply with a low moan. There’s nothing I love more than getting my hair pulled, especially while I’m getting my ass fucked. It’s heaven. It feels so good that I can’t even form any words. All I can do is scream and groan and try to breathe.

 Still yanking down on my hair with one hand, Troy slaps my ass with the other. And while I love it, I can’t let him get away with so much without giving him something in return. So I reach down and grab ahold of his ballsack and give it a rough squeeze while continuing to hammer my ass down on his cock.

Troy lets out a low groan and pays me back by yanking harder on my hair.

“You want to play, do you?” I say, not really talking to him but just talking aloud. “Okay then, let’s play.” I squeeze his balls more tightly.

Enjoying the implications of this little game, Troy pulls on my hair hard enough that I let out a sharp gasp that has a quite a bit of pain mixed in with the pleasure. Once I have recovered I squeeze Troy’s balls so hard that he gasps almost entirely in pain.

“Okay, okay,” Troy says, releasing my hair. “You win.”

I turn back to face him again, a little smile on my lips. “You’re damn right I do,” I say, not releasing his balls but toning down the pressure. I’m still squeezing, just not as hard. I want him to remember who’s boss. “It’s good though, isn’t it? Up to a certain point, at least.”

“Hell yes,” Troy says. “It’s fucking great.”

Laughing, I play with his balls while I continue fucking him, rubbing them together and juggling them in my palm while my asshole bounces up and down on his cock.

I straddle the line between pleasure and pain so successfully that I can tell Troy is right at the point where he’s about ready to cum. His groans are deeper and more consistent, his breath more rapid. But I’m not ready for this to be over. Not yet, anyway.

I let go of his balls, then smack them a couple of times, causing him to flinch.

“What the fuck was that for?” he asks. His voice is loud but he’s not mad, just confused.

“So you won’t cum yet,” I say.

“I wasn’t going to,” he replies.

“Maybe not,” I answer. “But I had to make sure. I’m not done with you yet.”

And with that, I lift myself off his cock, freeing it from my asshole, then spin around to face him, switching my feet so I’m still straddling his waist.

Standing over him, I play with my pussy, slipping three fingers inside and banging away. A few seconds later I let out a deep, shuddering moan and cum again, squirting pussy juice all over Troy’s stomach and chest.

I immediately bend down and lick my juices off Troy’s body, my tongue running over his flesh while my eyes remained locked on his.

After I clean Troy’s flesh of my juices, I squat down, grab ahold his cock, and bring my asshole down to it. Pressing the tip of his cock against my anus but not hard enough to penetrate it, I catch his eyes.

“Are you ready for the home stretch?” I ask.

He nods.

Smiling, I slide his cock back into my asshole. With my hands on his chest for balance, I drop my body onto his cock, taking it all the way down before rising back up, making his cock completely disappear inside my asshole.

Despite smacking his cock around a short time back, I can tell he’s still really close to cumming. Which means I have to work quickly if I want to get off again.

With this in mind, I bounce on his cock for a little while, taking it fairly slow, before straddling him proper and using my asshole to work his cock up and down and forward and back at the same time, my moans reaching a fevered pitch now.

Troy is fighting not to cum but I can tell he’s not going to be able to hold out much longer. So I start rubbing my clit with my right hand while continuing to hammer down on his cock with my ass, trying to get myself there before he does. And it works.

After working my clit for half a minute, I let out another animalistic moan and cum yet again, sending more of my juices squirting out of my pussy and onto his chest.

This time the spray is more powerful; it reaches his upper chest and neck and some even gets on his face. For some reason me squirting all over Troy turns him on immensely, immediately putting him over the edge. He curses under his breath a couple times, alerting me that he’s about to cum, as if I couldn’t tell just from looking at him.

Since I’ve already cum again, I’m more than happy to pull his cock out of my asshole. After bending down in front of him, I take the shaft of his cock in my hand and the head in my mouth. I then proceed to jerk him off while sucking on the tip of his cock.

I stare at Troy while I blow him to completion, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Troy’s body tenses in preparation of cumming. I’m guessing he thinks I’m going to take his load in my mouth but just as he start to shoot his seed I pull his cock out of my mouth and aim it back at him, pointing it at his head.

Staring at him, getting off on his discomfort, I jerk Troy off to completion, sending his white sperm shooting up towards his face. With no real recourse, Troy grimaces and turns his head to the side, hoping to spare himself the brunt of the explosion.

Luckily for him, just a few splashes hit his chin. Most of his load ends up on his stomach and chest and a little bit on his neck, mixing with my juices that I deposited on him just moments ago.

Smiling at him with a demonic grin, I take Troy’s cock in my mouth and suck on the tip, extracting the last few drops of cum from his cock with enough force to make him squirm. Eventually I let his cock out of my mouth and release my hold on it.

As Troy’s chest heaves in an attempt to catch his breath, I slide off him. I climb to my feet and head into the bathroom, reappearing with a towel in my hand. I toss it to Troy.

“Clean yourself up and let yourself out,” I say, turning and heading back towards the bathroom.

“That’s it?” he says, trying unsuccessfully to hide his hurt. “You’re just gonna fuck me and then tell me to get out?”

“Pretty much,” I say, stopping and turning to face him. While I wouldn’t mind seeing him again, the next stage is up to him. If he has the balls to keep going, then I’ll consider giving him a ring sometime. If not, well, let’s just say I don’t have time for men who don’t even have enough balls to not slink away in defeat.

“Can we do this again sometime?” he asks carefully.

“That depends,” I say.

“On what?”

“On whether or not you’ll let me get rougher with you the next time,” I say.

“Only if you let me get rougher with you,” he replies.

Good answer, I think to myself. “That sounds fair enough to me,” I say. “Leave your number and maybe I’ll give you a ring one of these days.”

“I can do that,” he says.

“Good. Then do it,” I say, turning and heading back towards the bathroom. After entering, I close the door behind me and start the shower. A few seconds later I hear the front door closing.

I climb into the shower and start cleaning up. Being a slut is a dirty business, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s just who I am. And I’m certainly not ashamed of it. Not by any means.





It wasn’t until the party was winding down that Adriana and Jake finally got a chance to hang out.

Despite being introduced to each other for the first time at the outset of the party, they’d been trading glances all night long. They’d only spoken for a couple minutes total, spread out throughout the evening, each spending most of their time with the friends they’d arrived with so as not to upset anyone. After all, it was supposed to be a party, not merely a hook-up fest, although this late in the night that was what it most resembled.

Luckily, opportunity had reared its wonderful head just after midnight, when by mere coincidence, both Jake’s and Adriana’s friends had all simultaneously wandered off somewhere else, leaving them both alone on opposite sides of the living room.

Adriana had seized the moment, immediately walking towards Jake, grabbing his hand, and leading him up the stairs without so much as a word of explanation. He went willingly, not sure what had spurred her sudden boldness but not wanting to ruin the moment by hesitating.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her ass as she walked in front of him. It was big and round but still firm and gorgeous and it worked feverishly behind her super-short, white cut-off jeans. Her legs were long and thin but not skinny, fit but not muscular. Her skin was tan, her hips were narrow, her midsection was flat, her arms were thin but toned. And even though he couldn’t see them right now, her tits were incredible. Huge and high and firm and totally natural, they had been practically falling out of her tight, zippered, blue and white striped blouse all night long. They were seared into his mind. In fact, all of her was. She had made quite an impression on him this evening. And apparently he’d made one on her too.  

It wasn’t until Adriana had led Jake into one of the upstairs rooms and closed then locked the door behind them that he opened his mouth.

“So what are we doing up here?” Jake asked, not wanting to seem like he was presuming too much.

“We’re going to get to know each other better,” Adriana said. “A lot better.”

“And how are we going to do that, exactly?” Jake asked, playing coy.

But Adriana didn’t buy it. She tilted her head and gave him sly look, one corner of her lips turned up in a smirk. “Oh, I think you know exactly how.”

Jake said, “Do I now?”

She nodded. “From what I understand, you’re quite gifted down below.”

“Where did you hear that?” Jake asked.

“Oh, you know,” she said. “Around. It’s not like you’re shy about flaunting it.”

Jake laughed under his breath, dropped his eyes, and shook his head. “I guess you’ve got me there.”

“My sources also tell me that you know how to use it.”

“Is that right?”

She flashed him a grin and nodded.

“Well, I’m not going to make any promises,” Jake said. “But I rarely hear any complaints. Except when I’m too big for a girl to handle.”

“I can assure you that’s not going to be the case with me,” Adriana said.

Jake shot her a skeptical look.

“What?” Adriana said. “You don’t believe me?”

“I believe you think you can handle it,” Jake said. “But as to whether or not you actually can . . . well, we’ll just have to see.”

“Yes we will,” Adriana said. “But first, I want to see if you can handle these.”

She shook her long, blonde hair back and unzipped her blouse and shook it off, revealing her tits in all their beautiful glory.  

Jake took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“Well, what do you think?” Adriana asked.

Jake answered by diving in and attaching his lips to one of her nipples. He started sucking on it like a greedy baby.

“Oh, I think he likes them,” Adriana said, giggling.

But she wasn’t giggling for long. Pretty soon she was groaning under her breath as Jake licked and sucked and played with her nipple until it became hard beneath his mouth. He moved onto the other one. It only took a short time for that one to get hard too.

“You’re good,” Adriana moaned. “Very good.”

She grabbed a handful of Jake’s hair and lifted his head, pulling his mouth from her nipple. It disengaged with a little pop that made her shiver in excitement. She leaned over and stuck her tongue in his mouth.

Their tongues explored the other’s tonsils for a little while before Adriana suddenly pulled back.

“What’s wrong?” Jake asked, giving her a confused look.

“Nothing,” she said. “Nothing at all. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page here.”

“It sure seems like we are,” Jake said. “Unless this is all just a big tease on your part.”

“Not at all,” she said. “In fact, it’s just the opposite.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I have a little rule when it comes to this stuff,” Adriana said.

“What kind of rule?”

“It’s simple, actually,” she said. “I’m of the firm belief that life is too short to take things slow and easy. I like to move quickly and definitively. In other words, I like it fast and hard. And even a little rough around the edges. Are you okay with that?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Jake said, flashing her wicked smile.

Adriana returned it without hesitation. “That’s what I like to hear.”

And with that, she ran her hand down towards his crotch and grabbed the bulge in his pants. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? A bit excited, are we?”

“Just a bit,” Jake said.

“Lucky for you, I know just how to take care of that particular problem,” Adriana said, staring at him with a little smile on her face. “In fact, people tell me I’m quite the expert.”

“I’m sure you are,” Jake said.

Bending over, Adriana worked Jake’s belt with urgency, pulling it off within seconds and yanking his pants downs around his ankles.

Before Jake even had a chance to catch his breath Adriana was down on her knees with his cock in her mouth, sucking and bobbing on it with reckless abandon. She didn’t even bother starting slowly; it was full bore right from the get-go.

Adriana’s hair flew everywhere as she worked Jake’s cock, her hands all over the place, from jerking his shaft while she sucked him off to cupping his balls to groping her tits to playing with her pussy.

Staring up at him, maintaining eye contact the entire time, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and smacked it on her cheek a couple of times.

“You like the way I suck your cock, don’t you baby?” she said. Without waiting for an answer she went back to blowing him, even more aggressively this time.

Her hands flew around his waist and grabbed his buttcheeks, giving her some leverage as she took his cock deeper in her mouth. She pushed her head forward, taking his entire cock down her throat. She held it there for what seemed like an hour, her eyes looking up at him the entire time, her hands gripping his buttcheeks like a vise, before she quickly pulled her mouth off his cock. It escaped with a pop. His cock glistened in the light, soaking wet with her saliva.

“Holy fuck you have a huge cock,” she said, laughing loudly while she tried to catch her breath. “I could feel it tickling my tonsils. I mean, I’d heard it was big, but it’s one thing to hear about it and another to experience it.”

“Are you sure you can handle it?” Jake asked, taunting her just a bit.

“Oh, I can handle it,” Adriana replied, smiling up at him. “I love ‘em big. As big as I can get.”

“Then it looks like you’re in for a treat.”

“You’re damn right I am,” she said, wrapping her lips around his cock once again. She took him part of the way down a couple of times then swallowed his entire cock whole once again.  

Jake decided to take a little control himself, grabbing Adriana by the back of the head and pushing her further into him and holding her there, her nose pressing up against his stomach while his cock was all the way down her throat.

About five seconds in she gagged, then coughed, then gagged again, but still he held her head in place. Her eyes were starting to water and her face was red but she still had too much energy to be in any real trouble. She tried to pull her head away but still Jake didn’t let go.

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