Late Night Filth Page 2
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum, holy shit I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Jackie shuddered beneath me, her pussy convulsing, drenching my fingers with her wetness.
“Give me your cock,” she begged, looking back at me. “I want you inside of me.”
“Shut up,” I said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head towards me until our faces were inches from each other. “You’ll get my cock when I decide to give it to you, not before. Understand?”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded.
“Say it,” I said, returning her favor from earlier.
“I understand.”
I gave her the same look she had given me earlier; head tilted sideways, narrowed eyes, a little scowl on my lips.
“I understand, master,” she said.
“That’s better,” I said, slapping her ass.
She yelped in pleasurable pain.
“Oh you like, that, do you?”
She nodded as best she could with my hand still gripping her hair.
I slapped her ass again, harder this time.
Again, she yelped.
I slapped her again, and again, and again, until her ass was red.
With every slap she yelped a little louder until finally her legs shimmied and shook and she moaned in near-orgasm.
Smiling, I released her hair and her head flopped back down onto the couch. I spread her cheeks again, revealing her little pink asshole. I spit on it. Then I took my thumb and started rubbing the outside of it, varying the pressure, making her squeal. I stuck my thumb into her asshole and started working it around, spitting on it again, working my thumb deeper and deeper, to the first knuckle then all the way down until it had completely disappeared.
Jackie was working her ass, moving it against my hand, her moans growing ever more intense.
“Do you want my cock?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes master,” she said. “Please give me your cock. I need it.”
With my thumb still planted in her ass I stood up and stuck my cock in her pussy.
“Holy fuck,” she moaned, starting to move slowly against me.
I knew I didn’t have much time before I was going to explode, so I started pounding away right from the get-go, slamming up my cock into her pussy while my thumb worked her asshole.
“Fuck me with that big cock of yours,” Jackie said. “Give it to me like the little slut that I am. Like I deserve to be fucked.”
As always, her talk just spurned me on further. I pummeled her relentlessly, her little ass slapping up against my hips with every thrust, practically lifting her off the couch every time I bottomed out.
“Is that all you got?” she said. “Come on, fuck me like you mean it. Punish me. Punish me!”
I pulled my thumb from her ass and used both hands to grab ahold of her hair. I yanked back on her head, pulling it towards me, forcing her to arch her back, giving me more leverage to pound her. I went after her with everything I had, hammering away while Jackie shrieked in delight.
I let go of her hair with one of my hands and started spanking her ass, just like in the movie.
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s right,” Jackie said. “Slap my ass. Treat me like a whore. Treat me like a dirty little whore.”
Her talk brought me right to the edge. But before I came, I wanted to do one last thing. So I let go of her hair and pushed on her shoulders, forcing them down so her face was lying on the couch. With her head down and her ass up, her perfect little butthole was staring me right in the face, gaping slightly from the thumb reaming I’d given it earlier, beckoning me, begging me to fuck it. But it was too late.
Just thinking about fucking Jackie in the ass took me over the edge. It happened more quickly than usual; I didn’t even have time to warm Jackie that I was cumming. Before I knew what was happening I’d pulled my cock out of her and was spraying my seed all over her back in white, ropy bursts. Even though it was my fifth time on the night, it was still an impressive load, just as large as my first one had been. Whether that was a function of the Viagra or just being drunk with my hot and nasty-as-hell girlfriend in a kick-ass suite in Vegas I didn’t know, but I decided I was going to find out.
After using the bathrobe to clean Jackie off, we both trundled back up the stairs and crashed into bed.
“Well, that was quite a day,” she said, the disappointment clear in her voice. “Too bad we have to take off tomorrow.”
“Says who?”
She turned towards me. “I thought you said we were only staying for the night.”
“That was the plan,” I said. “But there’s nothing that says we have to stick to it.”
“Really? We can stay?”
“Sure. Why not? It’s not like we have anything we have to get home to. A couple more nights here isn’t going to hurt us.”
“I don’t know about that,” Jackie said. “If the other two nights are anything like this one was, I may not be able to walk for a week.”
“We can always take it easier the next couple of nights,” I said. “Mellow things out a bit.”
“Fuck that,” she replied, her face beaming. “If we’re going to stay, we’re going to do it right. In fact, I have a feeling when we look back on this trip, tonight is going to be the least memorable night of the three.”
“You promise?”
“With all my heart.”
“Then we’d better get some sleep,” I said. “It sounds like we’re going to have long couple of nights ahead of us.”
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ALSO BY DIRK ROCKWELL
INDIVIDUAL STORIES
Kicking Things Up A Notch
Shown The Ropes
Taking Out The Trash
Depraved Little Tramp
Ain’t Talking About Love
Slut With A Capital S
One Hell Of A Filthy Slut
Banging The Neighbor
One Hell Of A Kinky Lady
One Hell Of A Dirty Girl
She Loves It Nasty
Erotic Connection
Whatever She Wants
What She’s Always Wanted
FILTHY VEGAS WEEKEND
Desecrating The Suite
Perverted Requests
Late Night Filth