Dirty Talk

The night was warm and wet, and small beads of sweat trickled between my breasts. I felt like walking sex with so much bare skin showing in my vintage tube top, and I felt curious eyes drift over me as I returned to our table with a fresh beer. Putting a hand on his leg as I dipped into my seat, I followed Jake's lustful gaze.

"What about her?" he asked, eyeing a young blonde in a flowery dress.

"She looks a little prissy," I answered, "but hot."

"I wonder if she would be interested in both of us," Jake mused, moving closer.

"I wonder what her pussy looks like," I said, glancing around to gauge if anyone could hear our conversation.

If they could, they didn't show it.

When we got home later, I told Jake I was tired and wanted go to sleep soon. I could tell he craved a late night fuck, but I wanted to torture him a little. Sitting on the futon together, I put my bare feet in his lap and told him to rub them as we talked and watched TV.  Since we had been checking people out together all night, the topic of threesomes drifted into our conversation again, and I mentioned a tall, cute guy with brown hair I had flirted with while ordering a drink at the bar.

"I think he wanted to fuck me," I said.

"Of course he did," Jake said, kissing my toes playfully.

"Next time you should tell him to come home with us," he continued, "if you want to get fucked extra hard."

I couldn't help but rub myself gently over my panties, picturing Jake and the other man standing over me, two big hands on my breasts and two squeezing my ass.

"Where would you want us to come?" he asked.

"Hmm, I guess it depends on what position I'm in," I answered, feeling my pussy moisten through the soft cotton, my nipples perking in anticipation.

Not wasting any time, we rushed to the bedroom, peeling off our clothes along the way.

"I want to be your fuck toy tonight," I said as he stood at the edge of the bed, his cock rising like a proud flag.

Without using my hands, I searched for his penis with my mouth, and he waved it back in forth, his hardness hitting my cheek.

"You don't get it yet," he said slyly, grabbing my chin with one hand and holding my face to his. I looked into his eyes and saw that his look had intensified.

"Lie on your back," he instructed, and I quickly changed positions, with my body lying face up on the bed, my head tilted back over the edge near where he stood, almost upside down.

Without asking, he thrust himself into my mouth, and I frantically moved my tongue around him, eager to please. He held my arms down on the bed, trapping me in my deliciously vulnerable position.

"All the way," he said softly, although still in a rough, aroused voice, "you can do it."

I stopped moving my tongue and focused all of my effort on relaxing every muscle in my throat and moving my head so he was at just the right angle. He thrusted hard, and I was amazed with how far he went. I've deep throated him plenty of times, but in this position it felt like he was further inside than ever before.

"That's it," he said, "good girl."

By now I could feel my pussy dripping and pulsing with excitement, even though he hadn't touched me yet. He kept thrusting, deeper and deeper, and I gagged a few times, not enough to make me stop, but enough to make me feel even more out of control, even more that I wanted nothing other than to give him immense pleasure.

Just when the thrusting began to feel like too much, too hard, too fast, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head up towards his. His cheek now pressed roughly against mine, he held one hand tight around my neck and the other parted my throbbing lips, his fingers moving hard inside me. I could feel my spit dripping down my neck.

"You're a good little mouth," he said, as I moaned with the sudden powerful penetration, "and a good pussy" I answered, nodding my head slightly as he continued.

"Just imagine," he said, "soon we will do this again, but while you're busy sucking my dick, you're going to get fucked too."

His words came to life in my mind, and I pictured another hard cock filling up my mouth, silencing my moans and gasps, leaving me even more breathless and helpless, submitting to pleasure. My first orgasm rushed over me, my legs flailing beneath him, and I thought he would stop after feeling my pussy tighten and clench around his fingers, but he didn't. He kept going.

"Oh fuck baby," I gasped, another orgasm blossoming from deep inside.

"Do you want me to fuck your mouth again?" he asked, expecting me to nod in approval.

"No," I retorted instead, "I want you to fuck my ass."

"Mmm," he groaned, "stay still."

I waited for a few minutes that seemed like forever and then felt the cool trickle of lube between my legs. I was on all fours, propped on my elbows, and I began stroking my clit lightly with one hand. I needed to relax. I focused on my breathing as I felt a finger caress my tight hole, moving in slow circles.

"That feels so good baby," I moaned as he teased me mercilessly.

When he finally put a finger in, I was ready, and I wanted more. When he pulled out his finger I felt something harder, a glass plug.

"Time to warm up your tight little ass," he said as he pushed it in slowly, listening for my cues. I sighed as it passed my threshold, popping into place. Before I could move he thrust his hard cock inside my soft cunt, and I felt wet and full and ready to erupt. Raw emotions bubbled inside me, exploding from my mouth.

"I want to give you a double blow job," I moaned from below him as he kept thrusting madly, "she'll suck your cock, and I'll lick your balls and your ass."

I turned around a little so I could see that look on his face when he fucks me, the wild intensity of it.

"I can't wait to see you fuck another pussy; I can't wait to lick her clit while you thrust into her, you'll fuck her good baby," I said, closing my eyes and picturing it.

"Fuck yes," he answered, pulling out of me quickly and pivoting me roughly towards him, pumping his cock with one hand and shoving my head toward it with the other. I swallowed him again whole, and I tasted myself on his cock and smelled my juices on his balls as my nose pressed up firmly against them. I love the way my pussy smells, and I groaned and licked and moved my mouth frantically, my animal instincts taking over. When he finally pulled out again, I could barely breathe, and I tried my best to muster up an answer when he asked roughly, "do you want me to fuck your ass now?"

"Yes," I said, moving quickly back to my position on all fours, sticking my butt up high in the air. He tugged on the plug, which made me feel like I was going to come again, but I held back, using all of my self control not to stroke myself yet.

He stopped touching me for a minute, and images flashed through my mind: sucking two cocks at once, back and forth, a woman's moist and plump pussy lips in my face, being thrown around like a doll, four hands between my legs.

My fantasies dissipated as I felt a warm thwack on my right ass cheek, the concentrated sting of a crop that I hadn't felt in a long time.

"Harder," I said as he brought it down again on the other check. After a few hits, I felt close to orgasm again, and nearly came when he suddenly brought it down on my pussy, the sting sending waves of pleasure, making me twitch and writhe.

"Oh fuck," I gasped, trying not to come yet, trying to control myself, but I could hear myself moan louder and louder, as if I was outside of my body looking in, observing. He pulled out the plug, and my right hand gravitated to my pussy automatically. I squeezed my mound and cupped my hand over myself, waiting anxiously. Jake rubbed his cock over my ass; he knew I was more than ready but kept me waiting just long enough. I gasped when he finally pushed himself into me, and now I was more than relaxed and eager.

"How's this baby?" he asked, grunting loudly, gripping my hips and moving faster.

"Just right," I answered, feeling myself getting closer. Every movement he made felt like an explosion of sensation, my tight ass squeezing him, feeling him, taking him in deeper.  I got that familiar timeless sensation I usually get during sex, except this time it was all slow motion, and every thrust seemed to last forever, the feelings swelling and intensifying.

"Oh god I'm going to come," I gasped, my clit throbbing frantically beneath my fingers as my pussy and ass tightened. I felt dizzy and warm and consumed as the orgasm I had been prolonging took over me, my body flushing and shaking, my heartbeat slowing to an all encompassing loud pulse, sending blood rushing through my head, my arms, my legs, my pussy, my neck.

I gasped again, almost falling off of the edge of the bed as he pulled out and came, his warm semen splashing my back. I felt like I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't speak. Jake must have sensed my helplessness, as he pulled me up onto the bed before I could topple over the side. I was way too tired to shower and passed out drenched in come and sweat.

The next morning, I woke up still wet, my hand on my cunt, smiling at the memory of the previous night's ecstasy as I felt the slickness of lube between my thighs.

Republished with permission from A Penny For Your Dirty Thoughts. Want to see your true tale of lust on Fleshbot? Contact us. Photo by John B. Root.