Dirtier Than She Appears (2 page)

She hooked her arms around her legs, holding
them in place, her ankles up by her head, her leg muscles taut and
gleaming. “Is this how you want me?” Wendy asked, taunting me with
her high-pitched, mock-innocent little girl voice. “Folded up like
a human pretzel? Lying here with my holes exposed, open and waiting
for you to fill them?”

“
You’re damn right,” I
said. “The wider, the better.”

She ran her hands down and grabbed ahold of
her inner thighs and spread them further, opening herself up even
more to me. “Like this?”

“
That’s perfect,” I said,
dropping to me knees. “Absolutely perfect.”

Smiling, I buried my face in her pussy and
went to work, licking her shaved, pretty little pussy a couple
times before sliding my tongue deep inside her.

“
Holy fuck that feels
incredible,” Wendy said breathlessly. She reached down and grabbed
ahold of my hair and pulled my head towards her, smashing my face
against her flesh. “That’s a good boy. Get that tongue in there. I
want to feel it in my stomach.”

She held me there, smothering me with her
inner flesh, forcing me to find precious air wherever I
could—usually from somewhere inside of her—for a good fifteen
seconds before finally releasing me.

As I gasped for breath, she just laughed and
said, “Oh, poor little baby. Was that too much for you to
handle?”

“
Not even close,” I said,
flashing her a brief smile.

“
That’s good to hear,”
Wendy replied. “Because that was just the beginning.”

She released her legs and leaned forward
then climbed off the couch, pushing me down to the floor as she
rose. I was on my back, my spine against the carpet with my face
looking straight up towards the ceiling.

A moment later my view was blocked by her
body, which was standing above me, one foot on either side of my
head, straddling me, her dripping wet pussy staring down at me.

I shifted my head slightly, looking up the
length of her body, past her tits to her cute little face. Upon it
I saw a wicked smile and eyes that shone with a combination of
excitement and malevolence.

And then she was squatting down, her legs
bending further and further and her pussy getting closer and closer
to my face until she was sitting upon it, her wet pussy gaping wide
as it attached itself to my mouth like it had a mind of it’s
own.

Wendy dropped her full weight on my face,
smothering me with her pussy. She just sat there for a few seconds,
unmoving, her flesh completely engulfing my nose and mouth.

“
Do you like that?” she
asked, still talking innocently. “Do you like me sitting on your
face, cutting off all your air?”

I nodded as best I could. Looking up the
length of her body I could see her face staring down at me,
grinning widely.

“
Good,” she said. “Because
I like it too. I might just sit here the rest of the night.”
Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair
and lifted my head, smashing my face even further against her pussy
and making it so I could no longer see her face.

“
Stick that tongue out,”
she said, her tone sounding less and less innocent with every word.
“I want to feel it inside of me.”

So I did, forcing it as far as I could into
her pussy, tasting her sweet, tangy insides.

“
That’s right,” she said,
starting to slowly move forward and back, riding my tongue. “Keep
your tongue right there while I fuck it with my pussy.”

Wendy released my hair, allowing my head to
drop back down the floor and providing some support for my neck.
And I needed it too, as her bucking grew progressively more
intense.

She moved forward and back, faster and
faster, my rigid tongue running up and down the length of her pussy
with every pump.

“
Holy fuck yes,” Wendy
said, her groans growing louder. She grabbed ahold of my hands and
leaned forward, stretching my arms out above my head. She pinned my
wrists against the floor, incapacitating my arms and giving herself
total control, then started riding me even harder, grinding atop
me, her body moving faster than ever and her groans reaching a
fevered pitch.

Wendy let out a guttural growl and then
drenched my face with her pussy juices as she squirted all over me
in a rollicking, extended orgasm. She continued grinding away as
she came, forcing my tongue deeper inside her, cutting off all my
air for a few seconds while she finished herself off.

Once she was done, she climbed off my face,
scooting her body down mine until she was sitting astride my waist,
her butt pushing back against my hard cock. Bending forward, she
stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick her pussy juices off my
face. After she’d finished cleaning me up, she stuck her tongue in
my mouth and we explored each others tonsils for a while.

“
Thanks for that,” she
said after breaking off the kiss.

“
It was my pleasure,” I
said, flashing her a smile.

“
I don’t know about that,”
she said. “But it was certainly fun.”

“
I love that sort of
thing.”

“
Really?” she said. “You
don’t just tolerate it?”

“
Hell no,” I said. “It
turns me on like crazy. Can’t you tell?”

She backed her ass up
against my hard cock, tilting it backwards a bit. “You
certainly
feel
like you liked it. Most guys will do it, but only
reluctantly.”

“
Not me. I totally dig
it.”

“
That’s good to hear,”
Wendy said. “Because I love it too.”

“
Feel free to sit on my
face whenever you want,” I said.

“
You really mean
that?”

“
Absolutely.”

“
Because I’ll take you up
on it,” she said.

“
I hope you
will.”

“
Oh I totally will,” Wendy
said as she reached back and grabbed my cock. “But right now I have
something else in mind.”

“
Oh yeah?” I said, playing
dumb. “And what’s that?”

“
I want to put that big
hard cock of yours into my pussy and ride you until the sun comes
up.”

“
I don’t know if I can
last that long,” I said, stifling a smile. “But I’m certainly
willing to try.”

Grinning back at me, Wendy smacked my cock
against her asscheek a couple of times then slid it into her
dripping wet pussy. She took a moment to fling her hair to the
side, getting it out of her face, then started moving against me,
staring directly down at me the whole time.

She started off slowly, taking my cock balls
deep inside her pussy in long, steady strokes. After half a minute,
she picked up the tempo, shifting her arms so her hands were
pressing down on my chest, giving her more leverage, then hammering
her body down onto mine, impaling herself on my cock.

Wendy was bucking like a madwoman, using her
arms to lift her body completely off mine before pounding down onto
my cock. Her hair was flying everywhere, her tits bouncing up and
down in perfect rhythm and her mouth releasing deep groans at the
bottom of every thrust.

I couldn’t stand being a non-active
participant any longer, so I ran my hands up her stomach and cupped
her breasts, pushing up on them while she continued riding me.

On a whim, I gave one of her tits a light
smack.

Wendy yelped then nodded her head.

“
You like that?” I asked,
even though I already knew the answer based on her
reaction.

She nodded again, more vehemently this time.
So I smacked her other tit, a little bit harder.

Wendy’s breathing rate increased
significantly and she started bouncing even harder on my cock,
bottoming out on me with all her weight, driving my cock deep
inside her pussy.

I gave her tits a couple more light slaps,
then cupped them again, squeezing them tight this time while I
pressed them upwards.

Wendy rose up until she was sitting straight
up, then tilted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back,
changing up the angle of penetration but continuing to hammer her
body down onto mine.

I slid my hands down her body and reached
around to grab her ass, one hand on each cheek, then spread them
wide and started lifting my hips up to meet her as she came down
with every thrust. This allowed even me to penetrate her pussy even
deeper than before, to the point that it felt like she was
engulfing my entire member. The sensation was almost too much for
me to handle, forcing me to switch things up, and quickly, lest I
came too quickly.

Grabbing Wendy around the waist, I shifted
my weight and climbed to my feet, keeping my cock inside her the
entire time. She uttered a surprised little giggle but wasted no
time wrapping her legs around my waist and started to grind on my
cock while I held onto her tightly.

I pressed my lips against hers and we
explored each other’s mouths with our tongues while continuing to
fuck standing up. But Wendy was getting so crazy on my cock that I
was starting to lose my balance. So I angled my body until I was
facing the couch and then fell forward, dropping her back to the
cushions as I fell atop her, letting gravity drive my cock so far
inside her that it felt like it was going to come out the other
side.

Wendy let out a scream that was part delight
and part discomfort, but recovered without missing a beat, bucking
her body forward and back from beneath me. Her energy hadn’t waned
one bit, which on one hand was great, but on the other, not so
great. The whole point of switching things up was to give myself a
chance to recover before she took me over the edge. And for that to
happen, I needed to have more control over the situation.

With that in mind, I grabbed her legs, one
hand under each of her knees, and pushed her legs back, folding her
in half and taking away her leverage. Now it was my turn to take
control, to move forward at a pace that would keep me from coming
too soon.

Shifting my hands up her legs until I was
gripping Wendy’s ankles, I held her legs in place, folded back, her
feet up next to her head. Leaning forward, I put my knees against
the couch cushion just outside her ass and proceeded to pump her
pussy with my cock.

I fucked Wendy at my own pace, constantly
varying the depth and speed to keep her on her toes and also to
avoid getting into a constant rhythm, which allowed me to stay
short of my impending orgasm.

But the slow pace was bugging Wendy. She
wanted hard and fast, and she let me know it.

“
Come on,” she said. “Give
it to me like you mean it. Like I need it. Pound that fucking pussy
with your cock.”

Despite my misgivings, I found myself doing
exactly what she’d asked, increasing the speed and intensity until
I was hammering away at her pussy while she moaned and groaned and
cursed under her breath in pure pleasure.

“
Is this what you want?” I
asked, staring down at her pretty face, our eyes locked together
while I slammed my cock into her hard enough to make her entire
body quiver. “Is this how you like it?”

Her eyes wide and her breath ragged, Wendy
nodded.

“
Tell me how much you like
it,” I said. “I want to hear your voice while I’m fucking
you.”

“
I love it,” she said
between gasping breaths. “I fucking love it when you pound my
pussy.”

“
More,” I said. “Keep
talking.”

“
I want you to give me
everything you have,” she said. “I want you to break me in fucking
half!”

The need in her voice combined with the
physical sensation of hammering away at Wendy quite nearly took me
over the edge. I had to switch things up again, and quickly, before
it was too late. 

After slamming my cock balls deep into Wendy
and holding it there for a few seconds while she squirmed beneath
me, I knew I only had a couple seconds before I was going to shoot
my load. And I didn’t want that. Not yet. So I stood up, letting my
cock slip out of her pussy.

Wendy laughed.

“
Oh you think that’s
funny, do you?” I asked, smiling back at her.

“
I think it’s hilarious,”
she said.

“
You like pushing men to
the edge, doesn’t it?”

“
You’re damn right I do,”
she said. “It’s fun to watch to you squirm as you try not to
cum.”

“
And of course, you don’t
have that problem,” I said. “Because you can cum as many times as
you want without being finished.”

“
Exactly,” Wendy said, her
grin wide and genuine.

I laughed under my breath and shook my head.
“You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

She raised her eyebrows and nodded her head.
Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing. I figured it was time to
make her squirm a bit, to let her know what it felt like to be the
one at the mercy of someone else.

 
Without another
word, I climbed onto the couch until my feet were on the cushions,
one on either side of Wendy’s body, my cock right in front of her
face as I towered over her.

Using my body to keep her legs folded over
and trapped against her side, I squatted down and slid my cock into
Wendy’s mouth. Staring down at her, I fucked her face, giving her
my entire cock, balls deep, pumping her five times before holding
it in place, deep in her throat, while she remained helpless
beneath me, her arms and legs trapped by my positioning atop
her.