So there I was, in the bar, being propositioned by an attractive young man. Very attractive actually: mid-twenties, good body, gorgeous brown eyes and the most enormous bulge in his trousers. He had a big, fat cock tucked away in there. Excellent. Exactly what I was looking for.
“Yes, I’ll fuck you,” I whispered.
So what if I’d only just met him?
He edged closer, a devious glint in those beautiful eyes. “What’s your name?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes. I need to know what to call you when you beg me for more.”
I arched an eyebrow. Cocky bastard. “I’m not going to tell you my name,” I teased.
“I see. Well if you won’t tell me yours, I won’t tell you mine.”
“Fine by me.” I had him under control.
His smile widened. “Doesn’t matter anyway, most women call me God when I make them scream. Oh God, Oh God… ” he panted in a mock female squeal.
“Funny!” This man was growing on me. “And you’re going make me scream are you?” I purred, heat building between my legs.
“Oh yes.”
Enough foreplay. “Let’s go,” I breathed. “Come on, I want sex.”
“Jesus! Can I finish my drink first?”
“No,” I laughed, pushing his glass away. “I’m offering you a fuck now. Take it or leave it.”
He hesitated, a sneer on his face. “I dunno… ”
“Seriously?” I gaped. “You’re going to turn me down? Please tell me you’re winding me up.”
He slowly rose to his feet and stretched. “Okay, okay, if I must.” He yawned with feigned indifference.
“Bastard!” I growled as he collapsed into a fit of giggles. I slapped his pert butt and took hold of his hand. “Let’s go.”
And that was that. My Friday night sex partner was secured and a good hard fuck was on the cards. Perfect. That’s how I liked to spend my Fridays. I found it the most effective way to blow off steam after a hard week in the office and, back in those days, I was a highly successful seductress.
That night’s conquest followed me towards the exit where I expected him to take the lead and escort me back to wherever he lived. I hoped he’d hail a taxi as my feet were killing me and I wasn’t sure I could walk far. The blisters I’d got the previous Friday hadn’t fully healed and I was loath to add new ones.
“Do you live far?” I ventured to ask when it became clear that we would be walking.
My new lover shot a wicked smile my way and chuckled.
“What?” I asked. “What’s so funny?”
“It’s a short walk,” he said, grinning.
It was – only a few metres to be exact. Our brisk walk ended abruptly in the alley at the side of the pub. Right, okay. Not quite what I’d been expecting.
“Will this do?” he asked, challenging me.
I held his stare. The alley was muddy and stank of piss but I was no girlie princes; I didn’t mind a bit of grime. Besides, the idea of a sneaky outdoor fuck right outside a packed pub was quite a turn-on.
“I’m game if you are,” I smirked confidently.
“Your wish is my command.”
My young lover was keen. His massive erection strained against his trousers and the fabric was slightly damp. I placed my hand upon his crotch feeling the heat radiating from his throbbing meat.
“Oh God,” he moaned, “I need to fuck you so bad.”
Pushing my hand away, he unzipped his trousers to free his cock. Goodness, it was big. The tip was purple with blood and glistened with pre-cum which perfumed the air with the scent of sex.
My heart pounded. I was about to get a pummeling from that thing, and it was a beauty.
Hauling my skirt up over my ass, I pushed my panties to the ground, stepped out of them and shoved them into my bra for safe keeping. My pussy was freshly waxed and I wasted no time flashing my smooth slit to my lover.
His eyes bored into me, his excitement growing. Fumbling with the buttons he loosened his shirt, getting comfortable. As he moved, I caught a glimpse of the impressive six-pack hidden beneath the clothing, the sight instantly translating itself into tiny electrical pulses that made my sex throb. He looked like an athlete, a runner perhaps. Who knows, maybe he was?
What he did for a living, however, was unimportant. What mattered was seeing him standing before me, his swollen cock in his hand and a look of devilry on his face. Fabulous!
“You are fucking gorgeous,” I sighed, offering him a rare compliment. I wasn’t usually so generous.
“And you are beautiful.” He nodded appreciatively.
Stepping towards me, his hands descended onto my ass cheeks, stroking them, caressing them, kneading each buttock beneath his palms.
“God you’re sexy,” he groaned, pressing his pulsating penis against my flat belly.
“You too,” I murmured. My pussy burned and a series of jarring twinges radiated outwards from deep inside me. “Fuck me! Come on, I want that cock NOW.”
“No problem. Turn around.”
So I did and braced myself against the rough brick wall of the alley, opened my legs and waited. The melee from inside the pub vibrated through my fingers but distinct sounds were drowned out by the shrill hum of racing blood singing in my ears.
“Oh, so smooth,” my lover commented as he stroked his engorged cock across my ass.
“Fuck me,” I demanded, my patience wearing thin.
“I intend to.”
That huge, thick cock pushed against my wet slit sending ripples of pleasure swimming through my longing sex. I closed my eyes, exhaling with a rumbling groan as I felt that divine squeeze, that satisfying burn of penetration. Once again a hot cock stroked my slick tunnel, and this one filled me completely.
“Ooooh yes, yes,” I gasped breathlessly as he drove his entire length deep inside my hot depths.
“Oh fuck you feel good,” came a rasping response uttered through clenched teeth. “Now brace yourself.”
Grabbing my hips securely with both hands, he fucked me hard with thrusts both fast and deep. The friction caused my wet tunnel to contract around that fat cock, gripping it as it drove inside me, again and again, stroking me towards heavenly heights.
“Make me scream,” I panted as he pounded against my ass, slamming me against the crumbling brick wall. Fuck he felt good. “That’s it… fuck me harder.”
Grunting out his lust, he pounded me with increased vigour. He was animalistic, primitive; he fucked like a feral beast.
“You like it rough, eh?” he growled.
“Oh yes, I fucking love it.”
The early tingles of an orgasm were already making my legs tremble. The sheer size of my lover’s cock and the energy with which he was pumping me were going to finish me off quickly.
“And you’d like it even more if I fucked your tight little ass, wouldn’t you?”
The thrusting stopped abruptly and my lover withdrew his cock from my soaking cunt.
“Don’t stop,” I yelped at the interruption. “What the fuck are you doing?”
His lips brushed my ear making the tiny hairs on my earlobe stand on end. “Let me fuck your tight little ass,” he whispered. “You want to scream don’t you?”
My whole body tensed. Anal sex had hurt the last time I’d tried it but the orgasm I’d achieved had been magnificent. I quivered. God, I felt dirty.
“Well? It’s guaranteed to make you scream,” he coaxed.
“Just fuck me,” I panted, desperate for more of his cock. I needed release.
“In the ass?”
“I’m not sure,” I whimpered.
“It’s there or nowhere.”
No! I had to have more. “Do it,” I breathed.
“Are you sure? I’m not going to hold back.”
Locking my arms against the wall, I spread my legs wide. “I can take it, fuck me as hard as you like.”
He let out a sigh, his breath burning my neck. “Oh, I will.”
Moving close, he ran a single finger around my puckered hole. The movement tickled but felt deliciously sordid and, when the finger pushed against me, I relaxed enough to allow it entry. The strange intrusion made my body shudder.
“You like that don’t you?” he said in a low voice.
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Okay, this time it’s my cock going in.”
The finger withdrew and both hands stroked my wet snatch, rubbing my juices up over my sphincter to lubricate my hole with my own secretions. The heat of his cockhead seared my skin as he lined himself up.
I caught my breath when he pushed… his penis entered me smoothly and, far from taking it slowly to allow me to adjust, he drove hard, sinking his substantial cock right up to the hilt.
“Oh fuck, yes. You love that don’t you? You love a bit of ass fucking.’”
A burning pain shot through me but the discomfort was accompanied by the most exquisite sensation of fullness and friction. I gasped as his fingers dug into my flesh and he began thrusting vigorously inside my back passage.
“Fuck,” I yelled. “Fuck, fuck!”
I became incoherent, shouting “fuck, fuck” over and over as the pain and pleasure sent my head spinning. Did I love it? I wasn’t sure but the experience was sublimely depraved; I was being fucked in the ass by a stranger in a filthy alley outside a crowded pub – it couldn’t get much dirtier than that. The naughtiness of it sent electrical tremors pulsing from my cunt. And they wouldn’t stop.
“Oh yes I knew it, you love having my big cock in your hot little ass don’t you?” gloated my assailant.
“Fuck! FUCK!”
It was too much stimulation, too much pleasure. I overloaded. A gigantic wave of sexual electricity was unleashed, throwing my body into the spasms, the like of which I’d never felt before.
“Ahhhhhh, yeeeessss,” I screamed, wailing like a banshee. “Yes, yes, YES.”
My lover fucked me furiously right through my orgasm, his thrusts becoming steadily faster. The pain was intense but the pleasure even more so – for him too, it seemed.
“I’m going to come,” he gasped, “I’m… I’m… oh shit yes, yes… ohhh, yes.”
Clutching my hips in a vice-like grip, he ejaculated deep inside my ass, his body convulsing with the pleasure of it.
“Oh fuck that’s good,” he panted, his body rigid. He tensed again, shooting out another load before withdrawing his dripping cock and dropping to his knees, spent. “Told you I’d make you scream,” I heard him snicker.
I giggled and tried to move, but my lover wasn’t done with me. My throat dried as his soft tongue licked my anus. The unexpected pleasure forced me to grip the wall to steady myself.
“Ohh that’s filthy,” I breathed in delight as his wet muscle lapped and slurped, cleaning-up the sticky goo seeping from my violated ass.
What a turn on. Few men would be prepared to clean up their partner after anal sex but this man seemed to be relishing it.
“Turn around,” he uttered. “I want to taste your pussy, too.”
Groaning with longing, I spun on my heels, back to the wall, legs wide. My body quaked as his agile tongue made contact with my sensitive clit. It stroked, lapped and gently teased my sensitive sex whilst sucking-up my juices as they dripped from me. His tongue thrust deeper, exploring every inch of my slippery tunnel, flicking my clit and probing inside.
My climax built fast. Jolting spasms shook my body, throwing me against the wall hard enough to bruise my skin.
I didn’t care. I was experiencing ecstasy.
“Oooh yes,” I cried as my body excreted fresh juices. “Fuck yes!”
His tongue never stopped lapping and, when I finally came down, he was still there sucking and slurping, devouring every drop of girl-cum.
I was defeated.
“Stop,” I gasped, “stop. No more.”
He looked up at me with huge puppy dog eyes.
“Ooh, am I that good?”
I pursed my lips unwilling to admit it. “No, it’s my turn now, isn’t it?”
The adorable puppy mutated into a lustful hound with expectation written all over his face. “I’m looking forward to this,” he beamed.
Moving on somewhat trembling legs, we exchanged places. My lover still had a semi which glistened with cum and looked delicious but, knowing where it had been, it took me a moment to summon up the will-power to take it into my mouth. I’m glad I did. It was an unusual taste but not one I found unpleasant. I was soon sucking hungrily.
My lover leaned against the wall, groaning with pleasure. His hips moved involuntarily, grinding against me and his hands grasped the back of my head. Being young and virile, achieving another erection wasn’t a problem. His cock swelled in my mouth, the veins throbbing as they filled with blood.
He began to pump me, fucking my face as his climax built for the second time. His cock kept hitting the back of my throat but I was determined not to gag or let go. Lips sealed securely around him, I gave in to the arousing brutality of his thrusts.
He came fast, gritting his teeth, body stiffening as he filled my mouth with cum. There was loads of it, sticky and sweet, smooth as butter. I kept on sucking, milking every last drop and swallowing it back greedily.
It was a tiny noise, a mere scuffling that alerted me to the presence of others in the alley. We had an audience: two shadowy figures leaned against the wall a few metres from us. They looked like they’d been there a while.
“Oi, dirty fucker. You done yet?” one of them jeered.
“Aw fuck off,” called my lover, laughter in his voice.
He slowly withdrew his cock from my mouth, waving it at our watchers who broke into a round of applause.
“Taxi’s here, hurry up,” the second man urged.
“Tell it to wait,” my lover retorted. “I’ll be with you soon.”
I giggled. “Friends of yours?”
“Yeah, impatient ones,” he smiled.
“Perhaps they’d like to come a bit closer to get a better view?” I suggested with an impish grin.
“I think they’ve seen enough! Are you done with me or what?” he added insolently.
“Almost.”
Batting my eyelashes and turning to wink at our watchers, I took his cum slavered cock between my hands and began painstakingly cleaning every inch of it. I took particular care to clean the head beneath his foreskin and didn’t neglect his balls.
Then I spun him around. Making sure his friend could see everything, I lashed my tongue across his ass, licking and slurping at his tightly shut hole whilst my young lover groaned and the watchers yelled at us to get a move on.
What a thrill.
“Come on,” yelled the shorter of the two men, sounding agitated. “Enough already.”
My lover laughed and gently pushed me aside. “I’ve got to go,” he shrugged. Taking my hands in his, he helped me to my feet. “You’ve been a pleasure.”
“So have you,” I replied. He had. But the time had come for polite ‘goodbyes.’
“Are you off somewhere nice?” I asked to cover the awkwardness as both of us straightened our clothing.
“We’re going to a club,” he smiled. “The night is young.”
Yes, it was. The noisy pub with its many possibilities beckoned me. I’d got lucky once, why not twice? ‘Course I’d never be able to sit down again if I repeated everything I’d just done!
The two friends, both attractive men in their early twenties, looked rather flustered as we joined them. I was delighted to see that both sported raging erections beneath their trousers. Shame they were leaving. I could have had fun with them, too.
“See you,” called out my lover as he was dragged away towards the waiting taxi.
I watched him disappear inside but, as soon as the door slammed, a window was wound down and three faces peered out.
“Don’t suppose you want to come with us do you?” yelled my lover, his face shining.
Hmmm, now let me think… go to a club with three gorgeous, randy young men?
“Be right there,” I called with a saucy smile.
