Dirty, Sexy, Taboo (18 page)

“Ohhh, that’s right, bitch,” he moaned from behind me, his balls slapping my ass with a rhythmic tune. The sounds of other men groaning as they palmed themselves, watching as I got fucked was enough to send me to the next level. I sucked harder on the man beneath me and his movements became jerky and uncoordinated. He was close. Closer than me but that was okay. I was in it for the long haul. With a barely audible shout against my muff, the man in my mouth shot his load straight down my throat and I drank it down, sucking his bone dry until he jerked and went limp. Seeing his friend had cum the man fucking me from behind, increased his tempo but I wasn’t ready to have my pussy drenched in cum, just yet. I pulled away and his cock slid out of my wet pussy. The man beneath me moved quickly and I took his place on my back. I was only a heartbeat without a cock in my mouth. Once again, a cock filled my mouth and touched the back of my throat. But this time, as I felt a cock slide into my well-worked pussy, a tongue tickled my clit and the cock that had been in my mouth was suddenly nudging my ass. Of course, my mouth wasn’t still for long and another thick, engorged head of man-meat pumped into my obliging orifice. “So good, so good,
soooo fucking good
,” the man in my mouth chanted tightly to the heavy breathing chorus around me. “
Ahhh! That’s it! Fuck!”
And another load went down my throat just as my ass clenched around the cock breaching my sphincter. I panted as he managed to stretch my ass slowly but surely as my body worked to accommodate the delicious invasion. It felt so God damn good! This could become a habit I wouldn’t want to break!

“That’s a mighty fine ass,” the man said, huffing between breaths as he pushed his cock deeper inside me. “Nice and tight makes it
allllll-right
!”

Ahhh, a poet.
Just fuck me, Shakespeare
, I wanted to say but my mouth was already stuffed again. Just the way I liked it.

Waves of mad, intense pleasure coursed through me but I wanted more. My pussy ached to be filled, demanded it. My clit was engorged and ready to send me over the edge, but I needed more! I wasn’t quite there yet!

As if answering my silent plea, a third cock edged its way into my pussy, as the man navigated around the one fucking my ass.
Yesssss
! My body rocked against the assault, taking each pounding thrust and reverberating with an answering wave of mind-shattering pleasure. I’d do anything, be anything, suck or fuck anything to make it continue. The cock in my mouth receded and suddenly I was bathed in a hot, creamy cum shower as he jerked his load on my face, my neck, my tits. I rubbed the hot, salty load over my body and then pushed my tits together. Within seconds a chubby cock began to titty-fuck me using the juices of his teammate for lube.

The man in my ass worked in tandem with the man in my pussy and I was simply a vessel for their need. “That’s it, baby, fuck me,” I encouraged them both, rocking against their cocks while the other’s cock slid like a greased up pig between my fat tits. “Fuck me, just like that!
Ahhhh
!” And then the one in my ass shouted to the ceiling, his thrusts becoming wild and crazed as he filled my ass with cum, quickly followed by both of his teammates. I was bathed in man-juice, covered inside and out. But I wasn’t worried that I hadn’t reached mine yet. There were plenty more cocks to be had. I was lifted from the bench and lead to the back shower wall. I placed both hands above me, belly to the cool wall. I spread my legs, giving everyone a beautiful, cock-pounding view of my perfectly plump and pert ass as cum slid down my thighs, glistening in the moist air. I knew it wouldn’t take long and it didn’t. I felt the hard, firm chest of someone up against my back, tickling my cheeks with their stiff, wiry pubic hair. I wondered who it was, who was getting me this time. I turned to look and to my immediate delight I saw it was Nick.

“Coming back for more,” I murmured, closing my eyes as his finger went up my ass. I arched into him. “Fuck me, Nicky,” I begged prettily, wiggling against the digit deep in my ass. “Give it to me. I know you want to. I’ll do whatever you want as long as I get that giant cock, baby.”

“You think your pussy can handle what I got,” he asked in a low voice against my ear so only I could hear. A thrill shot straight to my cunt and I nodded. He chuckled and withdrew his finger. “We’ll see…”

He had to be at least 10 inches from my best guess. He could’ve given a porn star a run. Hell, I was nearly creaming myself just anticipating that monster cock in my body.

“Give it to her Nick,” a teammate called out among a chorus of carnal encouragement. “Fill her up with your load!”

I flipped around, my back to the wall, my legs shaking. He was different. I could tell. The excitement filled me until I was almost unable to stand. What would he do to me? What would he make me do?

“Bend over and grab your ankles” he instructed silkily and I did so, slowly bending at the waist to grip my ankles as instructed. My ass was in the air, my wet and dripping pussy pulsing for everyone to see. I was the entertainment tonight.

Nick rubbed my ass cheeks, murmuring his approval, then gave them a light slap, causing me to suck in my breath. He rubbed the warm spot created by his hand and then just as the sting had receded he slapped them again. Tears sprang to my eyes but strange sensations flooded my body, too.
I liked it.

“You’re more than just a cum-slut, aren’t you, Lindsey,” he stated as if he knew me. And somehow he did. “You need more than just cock. You need discipline.”

Oh God, he was right. Cocks weren’t enough. I’d been fucked over and over but it was never enough to truly satisfy. I whimpered, almost ready to beg for it, but I held my tongue.

“You need someone to direct you, to guide you. Oh, you like cocks all right. And you’re good at fucking but what is it all for without the right motivation?” he asked, shocking me with his role reversal. What happened to the reluctant gangbanger? Had it all been an act earlier? I quivered at the exciting thought of this secret side I’d never imagined the quarterback possessed.

No one could hear what he was saying to me, the din had become a riot. In their fevered arousal, some had taken to fucking each other in the ass. It was a carnal fuck-fest that I’d incited and the knowledge inflamed me further. The groans filled the room. Teammates were double-teaming each other and it was a beautifully arousing panorama of fucking.

Nick pinched my clit and I nearly came. The startling touch on my engorged and swollen little pierced nub almost made me drop to my knees and beg to suck his cock. Anything!
Please
!

“I said hands on ankles,” he reminded me, and I rushed to comply. Only I wasn’t quick enough and a stinging slap was my punishment. I blinked back the rush of tears but soon my tears were replaced with groans as Nick’s fat, thick cock pushed into my wet pussy until he was balls deep. I’d never felt so much cock in my life. It felt as if he and I were one. I didn’t know where I stopped and he began. I could barely breathe. And it was fucking amazing!

Nick’s cock filled me to the point of no return. I’d never be right for another cock again. And he’d known it! I jerked against his rod, unable to stop the moans that fell from my mouth with each hard thrust. The head of his cock rubbed my G-spot with unerring accuracy — so much so that all I could do was move mindlessly against that wonderful pleasure point, grinding against his rod with each pound. “Yessss!” I groaned. “Please, yes!!!”

“Please what?” he queried tightly, never slowing as he pounded into me, owning me. “Please what, Lindsey?”

“Please fuck me,” I gasped. “Do whatever you want!”

“Is that my pussy?” he asked, grunting. “Mine to do with whatever I want?”

“Yes! God yes,” I cried, this time the tears were of pure pleasure. I no longer heard or saw the rest of the fucking in the room. I was no longer in control. Somehow I’d gone from the aggressor to the subdued. “Please Nick…”

“Can you handle this?” he demanded, his voice becoming tight with barely restrained lust. He was close to blowing and the fact that I managed to get him there, sent me hurtling closer to the brink of that elusive O. A crescendo of pleasure threatened to drop me to my knees, but I held onto my ankles, taking every blessed inch of his throbbing cock deep inside me. “Say it,” he ground out, the words barely making it past his lips.

“It’s your pussy,” I gasped, crying out as the first wave hit me like a tsunami. Another hit and my knees threatened to buckle. Holy shit. Holy fuck. H-O-L-Y motherfucking hell! I came so hard everything blurred before me. I lost sight of where I was and what day of the week it was. All that mattered was Nick’s cock buried deep inside me. I rocked against him as he thrust over and over into my dripping hole. He was lubed by his teammate’s cum and that should’ve been the element that turned me on the most but none of that mattered anymore. It’s what I’d wanted when I’d walked into that room but now Nick was everything.

I existed for his pleasure. I’d gladly become his locker room whore if he asked.

A low rattled groan escaped his lips and with one final thrust he filled me like the little cum-slut I was. With little jerks, he continued to squirt inside me, bathing my insides with his juices, causing me to come all over again in soft, sweet waves. I collapsed and he withdrew.

I came to my senses and realized it was just me and Nick. The team had left. He held out his hand, his gaze assessing. I accepted his help and climbed to my feet on wobbly legs.

I didn’t know what to think or say. I waited for him.

“From now on, you’ll only suck the cocks I offer you,” he said, shocking me with his authoritative tone. He continued without my consent. He knew it wasn’t necessary. He could probably read it in my eyes. “You’ll do whatever I tell you, without question.”

“And if don’t?” I dared, holding my breath.

He narrowed his gaze and came down on his haunches, his nearly limp, but still monstrously big dick dangling almost to the floor. “Then you’ll be punished, Lindsey,” he promised in a darkly silky tone that caused the breath in my chest to hitch. I nodded my understanding. At my acquiescence a benevolent smile lit up his face and once again he was that guy I first saw on the football team, and gently helped me to my feet. I marveled at the sweetness in his touch, wondering what was happening to me…

“So no more gangbangs?” I surmised with a touch of open disappointment. I was still a raging slut after all. That much hadn’t changed. He touched my cheek softly and grinned.

“Oh, I didn’t say that,” he corrected me. “Only you’ll get it when and where I say. And why is that?” he prompted, testing me.

I straightened and actually blushed as I answered softly, “Because it’s your pussy?”

He smiled and hooked his arm around me. “That’s right.” His fingertips teased my left nipple and I groaned. He chuckled. “Soon. There’s a party after the game on Friday. I think I’ve just found my date.”

I wasn’t complaining —
 
stranger things had happened in my life —
 
but I think I’d just snagged a boyfriend…of sorts.

And suddenly, I was looking forward to this party. College was, by far, so much better than high school!

By Alexx Andria

To be fair, the bitch had it coming.

Never underestimate an underdog with a hot rack and a stiffy-inducing body because that underdog will chew your ass up and fuck your boyfriend without thinking twice if you push hard enough.

And that’s exactly what happened when Sarah B. thought she was hot shit on a cold stick and dared to mock me just because I was smarter than her and guys flocked to me like bees to fucking honey and it made her jealous. I was like, get over it, bitch. Life moves on, you know? There’s one essential truth about life that I learned early on, there’s always someone younger, prettier, and smarter than you. You can either let it ruin your day or move the fuck on. I’m a smart girl, so I rarely let that stuff bother me. But it seemed Sarah B…well, let’s just say she wasn’t accustomed to sharing the spotlight and decided to fuck with me. Big mistake.

Let me set the stage.

I was a freshman at Vernon University and she was a senior. We clashed the moment we laid eyes on one another. It was the blond bombshell versus the brunette babe (the brunette being me) and joy of all joys, she was my assigned “buddy” for the week, —
 
you know, the senior who was supposed to be nice and show me the ropes of college life —
 
but she took one look at my tight body and must’ve realized I was serious competition so she made it her mission to make my life hell that first week.

I was a good sport at first.

That is, until she crossed the line.

I won’t go into specifics because it’s not necessary but if you’re truly curious, all I can tell you is that my naked ass can be found on about 2,000 camera phones after she took me to a frat party and dosed my drink. No, I wasn’t raped — Jesus, what the hell kind of story do you think I’m telling here? — but Sarah B. did enable a couple of frat boys to see and photograph all my goodies without my permission. So, yeah…the bitch was gonna pay.

But the question was, what was the best revenge? The truly uninventive would’ve went with simply trashing her on campus and boo-hooing to her sorority mom about her bad behavior but that wouldn’t have gotten me far. For one, everyone believed she was a damn angel because she volunteered at an old folks home but I wondered how angelic they’d think she was if I’d revealed that the only reason she tended to those drooling fossils was because she was also robbing them blind? Yeah, well, the idea was tempting but it didn’t truly satisfy. I mean, that bitch really embarrassed me and worse, she was damn smug about it. She’d walk by and snicker as she gave me that look that said, “I know what you look like naked and, girl, you
ought
to keep that covered up!” just to mess with my head.