I could hear the faint sound of music emanating from behind the door as I made my way down the hallway. Each step brought me closer as the music became louder and louder. I listened intently as I closed in, but could not make out place the song or the band, writing it off as one of the many independent, no-name artists that Laura always listened to.
Stepping up to the closed door, I raised my fist and gave the hard wood three sharp raps, hoping the brisk knock was adequate to be heard above the blaring music. A few seconds passed before I raised my hand again to repeat my knock, when the door swung open.
Before me stood Laura, smiling enthusiastically as she held a glass of wine in one hand as her other moved from the doorknob to rest on her hip in a blatant attempt to strike a provocative pose.
“Hellooooo,” she beamed, flashing me a broad, sexy smile in her usually manor of greeting.
I smiled back, my eyes quickly drawn downwards to the short, white mini-skirt that barely covered her legs to mid-thigh. As the scanty, provocative garment would have been more at home on a female of smaller proportions, I was surprised to see such an item adorning Laura’s soft, curvaceous features. The tight fitting t-shirt she was wearing, however, was more characteristic of her usual style with a plunging neckline that emphasized the cleavage between her substantially large, round breasts. Her dirty blonde hair was fashioned in her usual preference, swept to one side and tucked behind her ear, allowing a few strands to hang down one side of her smiling face. The amorous tone in her voice combined with the rosy hue reddening her blushing cheeks told me that the glass of wine in her hand was not her first of the evening.
“Hi,” I greeted back, my voice raised loud enough to emphasize the volume of the music.
I stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind me as Laura sauntered off down the hall, motioning for me to follow. The narrow hall soon opened into a moderately sized room which I stepped into just as she was turning down the music. Turning back to me, she smiled, her cute, cherubic face flashing her usual, broad, exuberant grin.
“Care for a glass of wine?” she offered, her voice taking on a characteristic tone, which although meant to be seductive, usually struck me as more comical than anything else.
“Sure,” I answered with a smile and a nod as I slipped my shoes off, brushing them against the wall with my foot.
Laura downed the rest of her wine before skipping into the kitchen, her miniskirt bouncing against her thighs. A substantial period of time had passed since our last encounter, but I was nonetheless surprised at her overt display of excitement. In our previous phone conversations I had been given the impression that her interest in me had pretty much passed. After meeting at a bar one night, we had shared a few pleasing encounters before Laura had left for six months in Australia. And although she had been back in town for almost another half year, she had made very little effort to reconnect. In fact, every time I suggested the idea, she had blown me off. That fact made it even more surprising when she had called me up earlier in the evening with an impromptu invitation.
“So when did you move into the city?” I asked, tilting my head slightly as she bent over to retrieve the bottle of wine from the bottom of the fridge, allowing her tiny skirt to creep up the back of her thick but muscular legs.
“Oh, I’m still living with my parents,” she shouted back, her head still buried in the crowded fridge.
“Oh,” I shot back with a startled expression. “Then whose apartment is this…?”
As Laura’s head popped up above the refrigerator door she shot me a mischievous smile before spinning around and placing the bottle of wine on the counter. My eyes narrowed with suspicion at her ambiguous response.
“Laura?” I pressed, my curiosity growing as I crossed my arms and rested my shoulder against the wall. “Who’s…apartment…it this?”
“It…belongs to…um…a guy that I know.”
“A guy that you know?” I answered back, my tone growing more accusatory.
Laura looked back over her shoulder, casting me a guilty, slightly embarrassed look.
“Yeah…,” she continued cautiously as if trying to pick the right words. “A guy that I’m kind of…seeing.”
I let out a brief scoffing laugh as I shook my head.
“You invited me over to your boyfriend’s place?” I asked, as she spun around to face me, a full glass of wine in each hand.
“Does that bother you?” she asked, pursing her lips together in an adorable pouting expression that forced me to break into a playful smile.
“No,” I answered back, accepting the glass she handed me. “I guess not.”
“Good,” she purred in her characteristic ‘phone sex voice’ as she stepped closer to me, her mischievous, child-like smile fading into an intense, sexy stare.
Her sparkling blue eyes fixated on mine as she brought the glass to her mouth and took a sip before licking her full, pink lips in a conspicuous attempt at heightening my arousal.
“As long as he’s not coming back anytime soon,” I added promptly causing her to break into smile once again.
“Oh don’t worry,” she said laughing as she walked past me. “He’s out of town for the week. I’m staying here because it’s a lot closer to my work.”
I nodded in understanding. Laura lived with her parents in a suburb outside the city, which presented her with the unenviable task of driving over an hour to and from work.
“Place is kind of small isn’t it?” I added, turning to look over the tiny bachelor suite which consisted of one moderately sized room that functioned as both bedroom and living room.
“Yeah,” Laura agreed, sitting down on the bed and crossing her legs allowing her skirt to slide further up her exposed thighs. “I guess rent is pretty high around here.”
Following her lead, I turned and sat on a black leather couch opposite the bed, reclining back as I took a drink.
“So how was Australia?” I asked, breaking the brief awkward silence with a little light conversation.
“Oh my god!” Laura exclaimed, her eyes growing wide at my inquiry. “It was amazing!”
“I bet,” I muttered, taking another drink in a futile attempt at catching up to her level of intoxication.
“Yeah,” she continued, sipping from her glass. “I want to go back as soon as possible.”
“Really?” I asked with a grin. “That doesn’t have anything to with a ‘special someone’ down there, does it?
“Maybe…,” she answered, looking down with slight embarrassment as her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red.
“Oh yeah?” I said with a laugh. “Any interesting stories you’d like to share?”
“Trust me,” she countered, tossing her head back to throw a strand of hair out of her eyes. “You don’t want to hear about it.”
“Oh I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” I shot back before taking another drink. “It’s okay. I know how girls get when they go on vacation.”
Laura’s eyes narrowed at my statement.
“And just how do girls get?” she asked, leaning forward in anticipation of my response.
“Come on,” I said, fixing my eyes on hers with a knowing glance. “We all know girls get a bit more…promiscuous, when they travel.”
Letting out a guilty laugh, Laura leaned back reaching out to prop herself up with one arm. “Well?” I pressed. “Am I right?”
“I plead the fifth,” she responded, taking a nervous drink from her wine glass, as her eyes darted back and forth in avoidance of my accusatory gaze.
I decided not to press the issue, but instead sat back, reveling in Laura’s apparent discomfort. Although she portrayed an outgoing, flirtatious personality, she had been extremely sexually conservative in our two previous encounters. Secretly, I took immense satisfaction in the hope that she had since broadened her sexual horizons.
“Nice skirt but the way,” I blurted out suddenly, changing the subject of conversation. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear one before.”
“Thanks,” she countered with a smile. “I’ve been wearing them a lot lately.”
“Another welcomed product of your travels abroad?” I asked, growing cockier in my manner of speaking.
“However did you guess?” she spoke, her face taking on an expression of mock surprise.
“Did I ever tell you how much I love white mini-skirts?” I asked, feigning seriousness.
“No,” she replied, continuing our jesting banter. “I don’t think you did.”
Instead of answering back, I cast Laura a knowing smile, portraying my interest as my eyes drifted back down to her naked legs peeking out from under the meager garment.
“My friends all hate this skirt,” she stated briskly, uncrossing her legs and rising to her feet.
“Really?” I asked with genuine interest. “Why?” Laura shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t know,” she said. “They just hate the color white.”
“Well, I for one…” I began, raising my glass in salute. “…love white clothing on girls.”
“So does that mean…” she said, taking a few steps towards me. “…you’re going to want me to leave it on for the rest of the night?”
I pondered the question as Laura made her way over to me, her eyes glinting with amorous intent.
“I guess you can leave it on,” I replied, staring up as she stood over me. “As long as everything else comes off.”
Laura’s intense, sexual stare softened into a cute smile as she lowered one knee to rest on the couch against my thigh. Moving my legs together, she straddled my lap, sliding into position on top of me as she pressed her hips into mine. She paused momentarily studying my expression intently as she pressed her breasts against my chest purposefully in an attempted tease. I maintained my composure and awaited her next move.
A few agonizing seconds later, her lips were pressed against mine as Laura aggressively grabbed the back of my head and pushed her warm, wet tongue into my accepting mouth. I could taste the wine on her lips as she closed her eyes and kissed me with increasing passion. With one hand precariously gripping my wineglass, I moved my other to her lower back before gradually migrating downwards. Her massive, ample tits heaved against me as she moaned into my mouth and grasped with clutching fingers at my hair. Slipping my hand under her skirt I felt her bare skin before finding the thin string comprising her skimpy panties. As I traced the outline of her underwear it gradually disappeared between the fleshy cheeks of her ass, my finger sliding down the silky smooth string.
“Mmmm,” she purred, wiggling her ass against my exploring hand as she pulled her lips from mine. “Let’s move this over to the bed.”
“You mean your boyfriend’s bed?” I asked with a cocky smirk, as Laura smiled in response.
Leaning back in, she planted her soft lips against my neck sucking gently before moving up to nibble at my earlobe.
“Why?” she gasped softly into my ear. “Don’t you want to fuck me on my boyfriend’s bed?”
Laura’s tantalizing words brought a smile to my face as I closed my eyes, feeling my dick expanding in my pants. Turning my head I brought my eyes in line with hers locked intensely in a sensual gaze as I responded.
“I’d love to fuck you in your boyfriend’s bed.” Giving me one more quick peck on the lips, Laura crawled off me grinning intently as she quaffed back the remaining contents of her glass. I followed her lead and finished my drink as well, standing up as she stepped back away from me.
“Hey,” she said, as if an idea had just entered her mind. “Want to watch a porno?”
“Uhhh,” I stammered, surprised at Laura’s out of character request. “Yeah, sure. I guess.”
“Okay,” she beamed her face lighting up with a child-like excitement. “I think there’s a bunch on the computer. Have a look and pick something.”
“Okay,” I answered, as Laura turned and hurried off down the hall towards the bathroom. “Any requests?”
“Something dirty,” she shot back, casting me a provocative glance over her shoulder.
I shook my head with amazement as I made my way over to the desk that held a laptop computer. I had never thought Laura would be into watching porn movies, but I was beginning to realize that her little trip to Australia had changed her more than I had previously thought. As I sat down I noticed the computer was connected to the big screen TV in the corner of the room, so that it was able to display any movie that was played on the laptop. Leaning over to turn on the TV, it soon flashed to life, showing an exact representation of the computer screen.
Locating a file on the desktop labeled ‘movies’ I clicked on the icon opening up to display a wide variety of movies, although none seemed to be of the pornographic variety. Scrolling down, I scanned the titles looking for any that struck me as particularly ‘dirty’ as per Laura’s request. Located at the very bottom was a nondescript looking file labeled simply ‘L’. For some reason it peaked my interest and felt inclined to open it. A quick double click later and the icon opened to reveal a single video file. I then clicked ‘play’ and a window opened as the clip began.
At first I was confused. The video showed a still scene of a small room focusing on a large bed with a green bedspread. It took me a moment before I realized that the room in the video was the room I was sitting in. I looked over my shoulder at the bed behind me, then back to the computer. I noticed, sitting atop the screen, was a webcam tilted towards the bed. My eyes widened as it all started to make sense.
The video cut out and then back in, now showing two people lying on the bed making out. I realized quickly that one of the figures was Laura, completely naked except for a pair of skimpy black panties clinging tightly to her curvy hips. The other, I could only assume, was her boyfriend.
“What the fuck?”
I was startled by Laura’s surprised voice as she re-entered the room to see herself displayed half naked across the large TV in the corner of the room.
I turned to acknowledge her with a smile as she stepped towards me, her eyes glued intently to the screen.
“You have been naughty,” I teased, turning back to the salacious scene.
“Oh, I wasn’t the one being naughty,” she returned, standing over me. “I had no idea Matt recorded us.”
“Really?” I asked, watching as the pair on the screen began stripping off their remaining clothing.
I kept waiting for Laura to shut off the video, but to my surprise she remained motionless, her attention fixed on the TV as she watched herself proceed to treat her boyfriend to an enthusiastic blowjob. It was odd watching her lips sliding up and down some other guy’s dick, but for some reason it was turning me on.
“Are there any more of these on here?” she asked with curious concern.
“I don’t know,” I answered. “This was the only one I found.”
“Well, see if there are any more on there. I don’t want any videos of me appearing on the internet.”
“Be my guest,” I said, standing up and relinquishing my control over the computer. “I’m going to get another drink.”
Laura quickly sat down and took hold of the mouse. To my dismay, she shut down the video and began frantically searching the computer for other homemade recordings that may have been taken without her knowledge. I made a quick trip to the bathroom before returning and pouring myself another glass of wine.
“Oh…my…god!” Laura blurted out, causing me to hurry back to the computer.
In a file labeled deceptively as ‘Journal Articles’ she had uncovered a number of video files, each titled with the name of a different girl. I chuckled quietly as she began flipping through the files, previewing each one.
“Seems like your boyfriend is a bit of a player,” I said with a laugh, as Laura opened the last file.
“Yeah…,” she began before stopping suddenly as an image appeared on the screen. “What the…?
“What?” I asked, glancing at her stunned expression, then back to the screen which showed her boyfriend on the bed with a skinny dark haired girl.
“His shirt…,” she muttered, her voice trailing off as she continued staring intently. “He…bought that shirt last week.”
“Yeah, so…,” I started to blurt out before I realized what she was saying. “Oh!”
A moment of awkward silence followed as I struggled to find the appropriate words to say. “He fucking cheated on me! He cheated on me and videotaped it.”
“Well, to be fair…,” I reasoned, amused by the situation. “You were just about to fuck me in his bed.”
Laura slowly turned her head to look up at me as her angry, stunned expression gradually transformed into an intentful, mischievous smile.
“Oh, I’m still going to fuck you in his bed,” she said, reverting back to her sultry, sexy voice. “In fact…I think I’m going to fuck you in his shower and in his kitchen…,”
As she spoke, Laura stood up and gently began pushing me back towards the bed, her face beaming with the lustful anticipation of an impending revenge fuck. As the back of my thighs came in contact with bed, I fell back, holding my glass aloft to prevent it from spilling.
“Ummm…,” I stammered, looking over at the television which was still prominently displaying the image of Laura’s boyfriend’s infidelity. “Are you going to leave that on?” “Huh?” she asked with a puzzled look before glancing back at the TV. “Oh. Yeah, I guess I should turn that off.”
“Actually,” I called out as Laura turned and skipped back to the computer. “Why don’t you put your video back on?”
Slowly turning to me, I smiled as she cast me an exaggerated open mouthed surprised expression.
“Now who’s the dirty one?” Laura teased before turning back to the computer.
I just laughed as she shut off the current video, bending over the desk as she searched the computer. I tilted my head downward, trying to sneak another peek as her little white skirt slipped up the back of her bare thighs.
“This is what you want to see?” she asked as the image of herself and her boyfriend once again appeared on the large television screen in the corner of the room.
I nodded as I finished the rest of my wine and placed the empty glass on a nearby shelf. Laura’s eyes remained fixed on mine as she sauntered towards me, staring seductively as she closed the distance with each step.
“You want to watch me getting fucked?”she pressed, staring down at me as she pushed my legs apart with her spreading knees.
“Actually…,” I began, motioning over to the television. “That doesn’t look like you’re getting fucked.”
Laura glanced back to see the image of herself nestled in between Matt’s legs with her lips sliding ups and down his fully erect dick.
“No, it doesn’t,” she agreed, letting her eyes linger for a brief moment before turning back to me with a mischievous smile. “Well, then…Do you like watching me suck my boyfriend’s cock?” I couldn’t help but grin widely at Laura’s blatant sexual comment.
“Well, I’d like it better if I you were doing it to me,” I said, leaning back in expectation. With a quick and knowing glance down at my crotch, she smiled before lowering herself down to her knees. My dick was already pulsing as she reached out and unzipped my pants, captivating me with her sexy smile as her slender hands began undressing me. Pulling my jeans down my legs, her eyes brightened as she noticed my underwear slowly expanding over my growing bulge.
“Hmmm,” she hummed with a widening smile as she quickened her pace, tugging my underwear down as I lifted my hips in assistance.
My cock sprang free and fell against my stomach with a ‘slap’ as Laura tossed my boxers aside and moved in with eager hands. Wrapping her fingers around my shaft, she lifted my dick and pressed my swollen head against her soft, inviting lips. As her smiling lips slowly parted, she looked into my eyes as she slipped my pulsing cock into her warm, wet mouth. Feeling her tongue sliding down the underside of my dick, I let out a subtle moan as she took me in, wrapping her lips around me. Laura’s eyes closed and she gripped my dick with a steady hand as she descended, her soft pink lips sliding down before pulling back, leaving my shaft glistening with a spit-soaked sheen.
It was slightly odd and strangely erotic, as my eyes darted back and forth between the image of Laura on the TV and the slightly more tangible view before me as she began taking my dick deeper and deeper into her pleasing mouth with each bob of her head.
“Mmm, you have a nice cock,” Laura complimented, running her tongue across her palm before stroking her wet hand up my pole.
“Thanks,” I answered as her fingers grazed along my bare thigh before cradling my balls with a gentle squeeze.
Lifting my legs to place my feet flat on the mattress I continued watching intently as my dick disappeared past her luscious, pink lips. Complimenting her pleasing blowjob, she began rotating her wrist as her hand slid up and down from the base of my cock. Squeezing my balls a little harder, Laura pulled away again to glance back at the TV. The image now showed her nestled between her boyfriend’s legs, her head dipped low as she lapped at his balls with long, wet licks. “Do you want me to lick your balls like that?” she asked, looking at me with narrowed eyes as she firmly gripped my shaft with her slowly pumping hand.
“Yes,” I gasped, as she laid my cock down against my stomach and lowered her head with a smile.
A second later I felt her tantalizing little pink tongue teasing my sensitive sac with wriggling licks. I moaned in encouragement and her mouth opened to accept my swollen balls as she sucked tenderly, bathing them in warm saliva. Again her hand resumed stroking my dick as Laura’s tongue trailed over my balls and back up the underside of my shaft. As she took my length back into her mouth the deliberate strokes of her hand increased in speed, repeatedly butting against her lips which were firmly locked under the head of my swollen cock.
“You better slow down,” I warned, reaching down stop her relentless, rhythmical stroking. “You’re going to make me cum.”
“What’s the matter?” she asked, smiling as she pulled her lips from my twitching cock. “You don’t want to cum in my mouth?”
“I’d love to cum in your mouth,” I answered, taking a deep breath. “I just really want to fuck you first.”
“Oh yeah?” she responded, rising to her feet and casting me a villainous glare. “And just how would you like to fuck me?”
Propping myself up on my elbows, I smirked as I looked her up and down.
“Actually,” I continued as she awaited my answer, standing with hands on hips. “I was hoping to return the favor.
Laura’s eyebrows instantly rose with interest.
“Oh?” she said in innocently as she reached down and began to pull her skirt up in a tantalizing attempt at peaking my desire. “You…want…this?”
As her skirt slid up her thighs, the fabric of her silky white panties briefly came into view. I awaited further revealing as she teased me by turning her back to me and pulling her skirt up over her voluptuous ass cheeks. Looking back over her shoulder at my expectant face, she smiled.
“Shirt,” she said bluntly. “Off.”
I followed her order obediently, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it aside as Laura eyed my naked body with blatant desire. Staring with an intense glare she slid her hands up the sides of her legs and pushed her underwear down her legs. Inching my way back onto the bed, I laid back and watched as she crawled onto the king sized mattress towards me.
“I want…,” she said softly as she planted a gentle kiss on my upper thigh. “…to hear…”
I swallowed hard, feeling her warm breath on my stomach as she kissed her way up my body, her supple lips touching my shivering skin in between words.
“…you say it.”
“Say what?” I asked, as she straddled my chest, staring down at me as her blonde hair hung around her smiling face.
Since she was still wearing her skirt I could not see anything, although I could feel the moist warmth from her naked pussy on my bare skin as she dragged herself up my torso.
“I want to hear you tell me…what you want to do.”
I looked up at Laura as she gripped the headboard, bracing herself as she began slowly grinding her hips into my chest.
“I want…” I gasped as I felt her raise herself off of my body, crouching above my face. “…to eat your pussy.”
Laura planted her feet on either side of my head, hovering above me as I agonizingly awaited her descent onto my eager tongue. As she lowered herself, the short, white skirt veiled my face, cutting off all visibility as the warm of her flushed, pink pussy came to rest on my waiting mouth. Parting my lips, my tongue slipped out to delve its way inside her as she rested her knees on either side of my head. I could hear her moaning in appreciation of my wriggling tongue as her wet pussy drooled fluid down onto my lips.
“Awww,” Laura moaned as she gently began grinding herself into my face. “Now you can’t watch me getting fucked on the TV.
I responded by clamping my lips around her little, engorged clit and sucking, sending a pleasurable pulse through her swaying body. Reaching back, she cupped my balls in her hand and gave me an appreciative squeeze before gliding her fingers up the underside of my twitching dick. The feeling her soft hand exploring my naked body increased my desire and sucked harder as she rocked back and forth atop my face.
“Mmmmm,” she purred. “I want you inside me so fucking bad right now.”
Reaching down, Laura lifted the front of her skirt and smiled down into my eyes as I continued tonguing her delicious pink slit. “Do you want to fuck me?” she asked, staring down at me as her honey blonde hair fell about her beaming face.
“Mmmhmm,” was all I could manage to say with her wet pussy still pressed firmly against my busy lips.
Still straddling my face, she then pulled off her shirt and bra, unleashing her bountifully round tits before rising up and away from my tiring tongue. Lying back on the bed, Laura spread her legs invitingly as I sat up, giving my dick a few slow, preliminary strokes in preparation.
Pulling my eyes away from her luscious, glistening hole I glanced at the TV screen which now showed Laura on her back with her legs up over Matt’s shoulders as he fucked her with long, hard thrusts. She quickly looked back and smiled before turning her eyes again to me, exchanging a lingering, obvious stare.
“Do you want me to fuck you like that?” I asked, rising to my knees and inching my way towards her outspread legs.
Laura bit her bottom lip and nodded as she massaged her tiny pink clit with two fingers in a rhythmical, circular motion. Licking my hand, I then coated my quivering shaft with warm spittle as I moved into place. I squeezed my cock around the base, holding it steady as a small bead of transparent precum appeared from the tiny hole in the swollen, purple head. As I guided my dick into her warm, fleshy opening, she closed her eyes and let out a shudder of pleasure, feeling herself being filled by my turgid, pulsing cock. My dick easily glided inside her, lubricated by the juices of her arousal which coated my shaft with every stroke. With the length of my cock fully embedded, Laura’s eyes opened back up, revealing a glazed-over look of complete, impassioned lust. I laid down atop her, feeling her large, soft breasts press against my bare chest as I pushed my cock deep inside her, grinding my hips against hers. Her mouth opened with a brief gasp before I covered her open lips with mine, feeling her hot little tongue immediately thrusting inside. I felt her nails scraping down my back before digging into the muscular flesh of my tensed ass, imploring me to fuck her harder. Scooping her legs up with my arms, I placed them on my shoulders, lifting her hips up off the bed as I drove my dick deep inside her. The new position allowed me to thrust even deeper and I increased the force as my thighs slapped loudly against her quivering ass cheeks.
In between forceful strokes, I caught glimpses of the TV, which now portrayed Laura on all fours being fucked from behind. The site of her in the sexy, submissive position almost brought me to climax and I was forced to cease my savage thrusting, slowing to a series of slow, deep gyrations.
“Doggy style huh?” I exclaimed, watching the screen with renewed interest. “I thought you didn’t like to do it that way.”
Laura let out a quiet giggle as she craned her neck back to view the TV. The first time we had had sex, I attempted the position, but she had politely refused, stating that it ‘took away all emotion from sex.’
“Actually,” she began, turning her face to mine. “It’s my favorite now.”
“Oh, really?” I asked, looking down at her with an intentful smile.
“Uh huh. Do you want to do me that way?” “Yes,” I answered promptly.
A second later, I pulled my dick from Laura’s dripping wet pussy and knelt with patient satisfaction as she rolled over and presented herself to me on all fours with her back arched seductively. I eyed her luscious backside hungrily as I moved closer, placing one hand on her lower back as I guided my dripping cockhead to her swollen, pink slit. After sliding my dick up and down, gathering moisture, I pierced her puffy lips and slid back into the welcoming confines of her warm, wet hole.
Laura let out a long, gentle sigh as she lowered her face to the bed, her spine arching more as she pushed her ass back into my stomach. With my dick fully embedded within the soft, wet walls of her succulent cunt, I grasped lasciviously at her curvy cheeks as my hips butted repeatedly into her ass.
“So you like getting fucked like this?” I asked, prompting her to engage in the dirty talk I had been longing to hear from her sweet lips.
“Yes,” Laura gasped as her body lurched forward with each thrust. “I love it. It makes me feel…dirty.”
I smiled at her answer and continued pummeling her dripping pussy with increasingly forceful strikes. I could feel my arousal growing exponentially as a bead of sweat appeared at my brow. Pushing her ass cheeks apart lewdly, I gazed down at her tiny pink asshole as my cock slammed into her with unremitting, wet thrusts. As my eyes rose from her shaking body and fell once more upon the TV screen, I was once again surprised at what I saw. While he fucked Laura from behind, Matt had slipped a finger into her ass and was sliding it in and out as she bucked her hips back against him. In our previous encounters, Laura had always rebuffed any attempt at anal play with vehement resolve. She was continuing to surprise and impress me with her newfound sexually adventurous nature.
Meanwhile, my arousal was reaching a state of climax and I could feel my entire body tingling with orgasmic anticipation. To prevent myself from prematurely spewing cum into Laura’s irresistible hole, I slowed myself, carefully sliding in and out with long, gentle strokes.
“Don’t slow down!” she chided, pushing her ass back against me. “I’m almost there.”
“I’m going to cum soon,” I warned as my throbbing cock remained buried inside her, begging for release.
“So do it,” she ordered adamantly. “Just keep fucking me.”
Complying with her determined request, I wiped the sweat from my brow and resumed my feverish pace, filling the room with the sensual sounds of our bodies colliding with carnal intensity. Laura tensed and let out a high pitched, incomprehensible squeal as I felt the ecstatic sensation of pleasure ripple through my pelvis. As the feeling overcame me, I moaned with release and clenched my teeth as the fervid pace of my thrusting rose to a crescendo before ceasing suddenly as my cock pulsed and blasted the inside of her waiting pussy with a barrage of unseen fluid. As Laura felt the sensation of my hot seed rushing into her quivering body, she pushed back one final time as her submissive form spasmed with blissful elation.
“Fuuccccccckkkkk…,” she squealed, her feminine shriek trailing off as her shuddering body gradually relaxed and she slipped down into a fully lying position, my wet dick sliding easily from her dripping, moist pussy.
Panting heavily, she rolled over, a satisfied smile plastered across her flushed, contented face.
“Come here,” she said softly, beckoning me with a curl of her finger.
Crawling beside her splayed out body, I leaned in and kissed her as she brought a hand up to stroke her fingers down the back of my neck. As our lips parted, I looked up to see the video had ended.
“Aww,” I pouted, staring absently at the empty TV screen. “I missed the cumshot.”
Laura let out a surprised laugh.
“I don’t think you missed anything special,” she said with a giggling smile.
“Oh really?” I replied with a jestful grin. “No facial?”
Again she laughed, obviously finding the sarcasm in my obscene comment.
“No. No facial,” she replied, sitting up and pushing her tangled hair out of her face. “Not that he hasn’t tried.”
“O yeah? And you didn’t let him?”
“Nope,” she said bluntly, shaking her head with conviction. “It’s a little too degrading for me.”
“Well, I guess you’re not such a dirty girl after all,” I teased, reaching for my strewn clothing.
“Oh yeah?” she snapped back as she snatched my underwear from my hand. “Is that a challenge?”
“Maybe…”I responded ambiguously. “So…what else did you hold back from your poor little boyfriend?”
“Anal,” she answered simply, causing me to raise my eyebrows in interest. “He wanted my ass soooo bad.”
“And so why didn’t you let him have it?” I asked, grabbing my boxer briefs back from her unsuspecting hands.
“I don’t know,” she said quietly, blushing slightly as she looked away. “Same reason I guess.”
“Yeah. I’ve heard how most guys talk about girls that they’ve…”
“Fucked in the ass,” I offered bluntly, completing her statement.
“Yes,” she agreed with a chuckle. “Fucked in the ass. And…I don’t know. They treat it like it’s some kind of…prize. Like it was something they had to trick the girl into doing.”
“And you’ve never wanted to try it?”
“I’ve thought about it,” she admitted. “I even considered doing it with Matt. He’s been begging me for weeks. Now I’m glad I didn’t though.”
“But you let him stick his finger in your ass,” I retorted, more as a question than an accusation.
“Oh, you noticed that,” she said with a slightly embarrassed smile, referring to the video. “I didn’t think you did.”
“Oh, I noticed,” I said, pulling my underwear on over my flaccid cock. “I think that’s what made me cum so soon.”
“Oh really?” she said, standing up, dressed only in the meager, white mini skirt still hanging down to her upper thighs.
“And you didn’t want to stick your finger up my ass?” she asked seductively, casting me a mischievous glance over her shoulder.
I just watched as she flipped the back of her skirt up, teasing me with a brief glimpse of her amply round ass before walking away from the bed.
“Ugh,” she groaned, running her hands through her tangled hair. “I’m all sweaty. I think I need a shower.”
As she walked towards the bathroom, she unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor.
“How about you?” she asked, not even looking back. “Do you need a shower?”
I felt the blood begin to rush into my cock once again as Laura made her way down the short hallway and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door open. I waited for a moment as I heard the sound of running water, before standing up and following.
Peeling my underwear off, I tossed them aside as I entered the bathroom. I pulled the plastic curtain aside and stepped into the shower behind Laura, pressing my body into hers. She sighed as I embraced her from behind, kissing her neck with my semi-rigid dick nestled in between her soft, wet ass cheeks. Laura tilted her head to the side and closed her eyes with pleasure as the steamy, hot water cascaded over our naked, wet bodies.
“So did you enjoy fucking me on my boyfriend’s bed?” she asked, as I brought my hands up to cradle each of her heavy, ample breasts.
“Mmmm, definitely,” I answered, squeezing her fleshy globes as my lips planted sensual kisses over her soft, wet skin. “Did you enjoy getting fucked on your boyfriend’s bed?”
“Oh yes,” she exclaimed, reaching back to urge me closer.
Her sexy words combined with the feeling of her voluptuous body against mine sent a renewed surge of blood coursing through my dick as it pulsed with each beat of my heart. Leaving one hand to continue groping her large, round breast, my other hand slipped down her stomach, migrating southwards. Brazenly, Laura placed her hand on mine and guided it forcefully between her legs.
“Did you like cumming in my pussy?” she asked, her wet body writhing against mine as my fingers found her soft, flushed lips.
“I did,” I answered with a whisper as I sucked her earlobe while my fingers wiggled their way past her puffy, pink lips and slipped easily into her recently fucked cunt. “I would have rather cum in your mouth though.”
“Mmmm, well we do have all night?” she cooed.
As we continued our sexy banter, I released her breast and discretely moved my hand to her ass, giving a firm squeeze before slipping my fingers into the cleft between her alluring, spherical cheeks.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked with a sensual, sultry tone.
“You told me I could,” I countered in defense as my eager fingers delved deeper between the fleshy, wet cheeks of her ass.
“Oh no I didn’t,” she teased, spinning around to face me with a lurid, lustful glare. “I asked you if you wanted to stick your finger in my ass.”
I smiled as Laura continued staring, her expression unwavering.
“Do you?” she continued, pressing her lips against mine before pulling me close and whispering into my ear. “Do you want to stick your finger in my ass?”
“Yes,” I gasped as Laura’s lip curled into a lascivious smile.
Lifting her leg, she placed a foot on the edge of the bathtub as she reached back and pulled her cheek aside in an immodest invitation. I stepped forward, pressing my erect cock into her stomach as I reached behind her and slid my finger down her crack as the water from the shower peppered her backside. Again, she planted her lips on mine, this time thrusting her tongue forcefully into my mouth as my fingertip grazed over her tightly closed ring. Laura moaned into my mouth, while I traced her asshole with small, circular motions, gradually applying increasing pressure until I felt her taut, muscular ring give way to my pushing finger.
“How does it feel?” she asked in a breathy, lustful tone as she began grinding her pussy against my bare thigh. “Does my ass feel nice and tight?”
“Yes,” I answered, forcing my finger deeper into her tiny hole.
“I bet you want to fuck my ass don’t you?”
“Yes,” I repeated, staring into her big brown eyes. “Do…you…want me to fuck your ass?”
Laura bit her lip as her tight little asshole pulsed around my wriggling finger.
“Yeah…,” she said tentatively, with a cute, child-like smile. “I think I do.”
I could no longer withhold my excitement as I grinned with exuberance. Laura returned my excited expression with one of her own before kissing me deeply as I pushed my finger deeper into her clenching hole. As she pressed her body into mine, she pulled her mouth away and hissed into my ear.
“I think we should record it.”
“What?” I answered with surprise, before I realized what Laura had in mind.
“With the computer,” she explained. “Let’s give Matt a little payback.”
“Ooooh, you’re evil,” I exclaimed, astonished at Laura’s devious suggestion, my arousal growing by the second. “Let’s do it. But first…”
With that, I forcefully spun Laura around as she let out a startled yelp, bracing herself against the wall with outstretched hands. Dropping to my knees, I pulled her hips back towards me as I buried my face between her lusciously thick cheeks.
“What are you…?” she began, obviously surprised as I pushed my face into her ass. “Oh my fucking god!”
Laura arched her back and howled with pleasure as she felt my tongue stabbing at her tightly clenched little pink knot. The warm water streamed down her arched back and flowed over my face as I pressed my lips into her butt, planting a deep kiss on her little pink asshole. Her initial reluctance quickly melted away under the talented thrusting of my eager tongue as I lewdly licked and sucked at her ass with unrestrained abandon.
“That feels so fucking good,” she exclaimed, reaching back and clutching at my hair as she pulled my face into her bountiful backside.
“Just wait until you feel my dick in your ass,” I promised, gliding my tongue between her cheeks and up to her lower back as I covered her skin with kisses.
“Let’s do it. Now,” she ordered, overcome with lust as she stepped out of the shower, leaving me kneeling on the hard, wet surface with the water pelting me in the face.
I took a couple more minutes to wash away the remnants of our previous session before turning the shower off and stepping out of the tub. I dried myself off before wrapping the towel around my waist and walking back out into the main room. As I reappeared, Laura was bent over the desk preparing the computer’s camera to capture our next sexual escapade. She was still completely naked with the exception of a pair of underwear.
“Okay, I think it’s just about ready,” she said as I stepped up behind her, eyeing her ass with keen anticipation. “Go get on the bed.”
I turned and walked over to the bed, taking my towel of and tossed it on the floor.
“Do you have any lube?” I asked.
“Umm, yeah. Check the little drawer in the bedside table.”
I slid the drawer open and peered inside. Among the fuzzy handcuffs and numerous condoms was a small bottle of lubricant which I grabbed and placed on the table.
“Ready?” She asked, tying her hair back in a ponytail. “I’m going to turn it on.”
I nodded and lay back on the bed, absently stroking my dick in preparation. Laura gave me one more impish glance before setting the webcam to record.
“Hi baby,” she greeted cheerfully as she smiled into the camera. “I found your little video collection. So I thought I’d make a special video for you. I hope you like it.”
With that, she turned and sauntered towards me, beaming with satisfaction. At first, I felt a little awkward with our every move being recorded, but I soon found my concentration drawn to Laura as she crawled onto the bed towards me. As the camera recorded, our actions were displayed prominently on the TV screen giving me an erotic view Laura from two sides. As she crawled up the large bed towards me, my eyes shifted back and forth from her lustful face to the screen which showed an enticing view of her luscious, round ass.
“I want to suck your cock first,” she stated indelicately with her eyes fixed intently on mine. “I want him to see me with your dick in my mouth.”
I nodded in agreement as I lazily stroked my growing cock in preparation of the impending sensation of being welcomed back into the inviting confines of her warm, wet lips. Laura moved her body perpendicular to mine, giving the camera a clear view as she lowered her face into my lap. I relinquished the grip on my shaft as her soft lips parted around my bulging tip. She turned her head away from me as she slowly descended, looking straight at the camera as my dick enlarged in her mouth. As her head bobbed up and down my wet shaft, my hand slid along the surface of her back before slipping under the taut waistband of her little black panties.
“Mmmm,” she purred around my cock as she felt my adventurous fingers delving between her luscious cheeks.
My fingers searched out her tiny asshole, which tightened reflexively at my probing touch. I stroked over the surface of the little crinkled opening as Laura’s mouth continued gliding up and down. As my fingertip wriggled its way past her contracted, muscular ring, her oral intensity increased and she moaned appreciatively around my cock. As good as her lips and tongue felt, I couldn’t wait to experience the ecstatic sensation of her virgin asshole stretched around my dick.
“I want your ass,” I stated firmly. “Now.” Laura smiled as she let my cock slip free of her busy lips.
“How do you want me?” she asked, her face portraying a look of child-like enthusiasm.
“Whatever you want,” I answered as I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube. “It’s your first time.”
“Hmmm,” she pondered, sitting back and pulling her panties down her legs. “From behind I think. I want him to see me on my hands and knees. It seems the most…slutty.”
I nodded in agreement as I knelt on the soft mattress, drizzling lubricant into my open palm. Laura rolled over onto her knees and pushed her ass out invitingly as she reached between her legs, gently massaging her tiny pink asshole. She turned her head to smile back at me as I moved closer, coating my dick with the clear, slick liquid.
“Mmmm,” I moaned, watching intently as her finger lightly caressed her ass with slow, circular movements. “I love watching you play with yourself like that.”
Laura let out a shy giggle as I opened the bottle and dribbled some lubricant down into the cleft of her ass, watching with delight as it trickled down over her hole around her moving finger. Her perfect pink asshole soon took on a glistening sheen under the tip of her wet finger, increasing my desire to an unsurpassed level.
“Mmmm,” she sighed, dipping the tip of her middle finger into her alluring, untouched hole. “This makes me feel so dirty.”
“Ready?” I asked, eager to sink my throbbing cock into her wet, willing ass.
“Uh huh,” she whimpered, bracing herself for the upcoming defilement of her most private orifice.
As she felt the tip of my bulging dick butting up against the surface of her half-buried finger, Laura withdrew her digit, clearing the path for the impending anal violation. With my hands trembling with excitement, I pressed my dick against her tightly closed hole. I watched my fleshy helmet bulge under the increasing pressure until her tiny, reluctant ring slowly gave way. After a few agonizing seconds of careful pushing, the bulbous head of my dick quickly slipped inside before her asshole clenched around the end of my shaft.
“Ugh,” she groaned as she felt her anus penetrated by the end of my pulsating cock.
I gave her a few moments to relax and allow her ass to acclimatize to the sensation of having her delicate hole stretched around my thick shaft. Seeing the scene being played out on the large TV screen only increased my arousal and I promptly resumed pushing, watching as my length slowly disappeared into her shuddering body. Laura turned her face to view the screen as well, smiling as she saw herself bent over with my cock in her ass.
“Ooooooh,” she purred, reaching back with both hands to shamelessly spread her cheeks. “It looks so nasty.”
“Do you like it?” I asked, stabbing back and forth with short, gentle strokes. “Does it make you feel dirty?”
“Does it make you feel…degraded?”
“Yes! I love it. Degrade me. Use me. Make me your dirty little anal whore. Show my boyfriend what he’s missing by cheating on me.”
Smiling in response to her dirty words, I increased the force of my thrusting as her pulsating asshole hugged my plunging cock with every stroke. As my hips butted against Laura’s ass, her voluptuous flesh quivered with every strike. Gradually, her body began to sink into the bed, pushed downwards under the force of my driving thrusts. My hands came to rest on either side of her head and I pressed the length of my body against hers, my dick deeply sheathed in her tightly gripping asshole.
“Your ass feels so fucking good,” I hissed into her ear as I wriggled my hips, my cock snaking its way farther into the depths of her hungry ass.
Laura pushed her lush, juicy ass back up into me as she arched her back seductively. As I walked my hands back up into a kneeling position, I remained static as she proceeded to rock back and forth, gliding her tightly stretched butthole up the length of my slippery shaft.
“Mmmm,” she purred as she fucked my dick with smooth, gliding movements. “Do you like ass-fucking me on my boyfriend’s bed?”
“Yes,” I gasped, placing a hand on her lower back as I guided her along the shimmering length of my meaty pole. “Although, I think you’re fucking me right now.”
Laura giggled as she lifted herself back up into a quadruped position.
“Fuck me harder,” she offered, bracing herself with shaking arms.
“Oh yeah?” I asked, treating her to a quick, forceful jab. “Like that?”
“Yessssss,” she whimpered blissfully. “Just like that. I want you to pound my fucking asshole.”
Again my hips struck savagely into her ass with a violent ‘smack’ as her body lurched forward and a pleased sigh escaped her open lips.
“Fuck yes,” she exclaimed, panting with arousal as she gave herself over to the growing lust. “Use me! Make me your slutty little whore!”
Again I drove myself deep inside her clenching ass, my rhythm increasing with each thrust. “Beg for it,” I stated firmly as my balls slapped against her swollen pussy lips.
“Please!” she seethed through tightly clenched teeth. “Use me like a whore. Take it. Take my ass. It’s yours.”
“Say it louder,” I ordered, pulling her shuddering body back onto my cock. “Say it so your boyfriend can hear it.”
Laura turned back to the camera and grinned with malicious intent.
“My ass is yours!” she howled loud enough for the microphone to pick up her screams of arousal. “Please make me your dirty, fucking anal whore!”
As the room filled with the lustful moans and the sound of Laura’s desperate pleading, I felt my balls tighten with sensation of impending orgasm.
“Do you want me to cum in your ass?” I asked, slowing slightly to prevent climax.
“No!” she answered forcefully. “I want you to cum on my face.”
I smiled, increasingly impressed by the depths of Laura’s vengeful desires. Not only had she allowed me to violate the one orifice on her body that she had refused to her boyfriend, but she now wanted me to cover her face with cum in an attempt to maximize his humiliation.
“I want him to see,” she continued, panting heavily. “I want him to see you degrade me on his own bed.”
I felt a tingling sensation ripple through my body.
“I want Matt to see his girlfriend’s face covered in cum.”
My balls tightened and my muscles tensed.
“I want him to see you degrade me…”
My fingers dug into her supple cheeks, forming white, bloodless marks on her soft skin.
“Please degrade me. Cum on my fucking face!”
With that, I pulled my slick cock from Laura’s ravaged asshole and began pumping with unrestrained fury. As she felt her ass empty, she immediately spun around, presenting her face as a shameless target for my approaching orgasm.
“Yessss,” she hissed quietly as she closed her eyes and smiled as the first streams of thick, white cum landed lewdly across her blissful face.
I groaned with release, grasping my pulsing dick in my shaking fist as the viscous liquid spurted forth, spattering her face with a barrage of sticky droplets. As the last bead of cum dangled precariously from my tip, she flicked her tongue out and lapped up the stray droplet, tasting it with satisfied delight.
As I collapsed back onto the bed with exhaustion, Laura stood up and made her way over to the webcam. Leaning into the computer, providing a close-up of her cum-covered, smiling face, she paused for a moment before speaking.
“Hey baby,” she said cheerfully as she addressed her boyfriend. “I hope you enjoyed the video.”
With that, she blew a kiss, flashed one more sexy smile and turned the camera off. She then took a moment to replace the video file of her and Matt with the one we had just recorded.
“Well, that will show him not to mess with me,” she said contentedly as she turned back to me with hands on hips.
I smiled and shook my head in amazement.
“Remind me to never get on your bad side,” I said with a laugh.