42 Filthy Fucking Stories (12 page)

“Don’t,” she said.
 

Eric stopped.
 

Shannon sucked on her finger, then went on with her show, her hips dipping as she continued teasing the evening’s only client.

Eric watched her unzip her slacks, and then, as she turned in a slow circle, she opened her pants wide enough to reveal the front of her pink lace panties. He groaned as she slid her hand between her smooth skin and pink elastic.
 

Shannon slid her hand deeper, absorbing the heat from Eric’s stare, then shimmied from her slacks and kicked them into a puddle on the floor, not caring where they went, so long as they were off.

Shannon stood wearing nothing but her pink panties. She danced slowly, bending to run her hands along the outside of her thighs, then back up, across her tits, past her stomach and into her panties again, caressing her cunt like a lover – gentle but determined.

“Do you want to fuck me?”
 

“Very much,” Eric nodded.
 

“Do you want to ram your hard dick deep into my pussy, until I beg you to stop?”

“Yes,” he stammered. “Fuck, yes!”

Shannon rolled her nipples, pulling them hard and stretching her tits. She purred, “Do you want to rip my nipples with your teeth?”
 

“Oh yeah...”
 

Shannon would have to act fast. Eric was stroking himself harder. She sauntered up to Eric and leaned in as if to give him a kiss, but left his mouth watering for her lips. Just as his hungry mouth met hers, Shannon brushed her cheek against his instead, then whispered, “Soon, baby, soon.”

Her warm breath on his ear must’ve been too much. Eric grabbed her soft, round tits and roughly thumbed her sensitive nipples. She moaned into his ear, then pulled his lobe into her mouth. Shannon tongued his ear, while working his jeans loose and sliding her hand around his throbbing shaft, running her fingers down to the hilt as her eyes widened at his massive size.

She slid down his body and grabbing his jeans. Her hands yanked them to the floor to free his cock. She moaned, feeling his hard cock crackle with electricity, just seconds from creaming her hands. She stared in awe and anticipation
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Eric’s length was only a bit longer than average, but his girth might split her in two.

Shannon stroked his dick, slow enough to keep him from cumming, as she rubbed his head all over her face. She rimmed his tip with her tongue, slowly, lapping around in lazy circles. Eric gripped the arms of the chair, digging into the plastic as she sank her mouth onto his dick, barely fitting his head past her lips.
 

Eric groaned as Shannon slowly bobbed up and down, sucking and slurping and stroking his shaft, savoring every inch she could fit into her mouth. He tangled his fingers in her hair, and pushed his dick deeper into her mouth. She took it to the throat, curling her talented tongue around his thick shaft as his balls tightened.

Shannon was thirsty for his thick, hot milk. He started writhing in the chair. “Oh God,” he moaned. “Suck my cock, you fucking bitch!”

Shannon moaned, following his command like a good little bitch, slurping like she could suck his thick cream straight from his swollen balls. Her head bobbed faster and faster as she continued working his shaft, the sloppy sound of her sucking growing louder and sloppier with every slide of her mouth.
 

Shannon pulled herself from Eric’s dick, which fell from her mouth cunt with a plop. She peeled her panties past her ankles, shoved two fingers deep inside her pussy, and then returned to swallow Eric’s cock again. Shannon felt his spigot start to spasm and knew he was seconds away from shooting his spunk.
 

What the fuck was she thinking? Shannon had no idea why she’d gone back to blow him when she wanted him pounding her pussy. She tried to pull off again, there was still time to get his hot cream into her hungry cunt, but he twisted his fingers deeper in her hair and started fucking her mouth like he had paid for it.
 

Shannon took it like a good fucking bitch.
 

Her soft fingers squeezed harder on his cock as she licked and sucked and moved him closer to explosion. “Yes! Take my cum, you fucking whore!” Eric groaned, still holding her head with both hands, pumping his hips in her face, and fucking her mouth like he owed a vendetta.

Shannon loved how Eric was talking to her, and the way he was using her mouth like the top half of a fuckdoll. He was right, there in the salon, right at that moment, that’s exactly what she was: a fucking whore.

Eric arched his back and shoved his cock as far into her mouth as he could, then growled like a dog as he held her mouth on his massive dick.
 

Shannon felt his tube steak tense, then closed her eyes and waited.
 

The first blast of hot cum shot from his cock like a ball from a cannon. Shannon swallowed as it slapped the back of her throat, and then stream after steamy stream of thick cum pumped into her mouth as Eric emptied his sack.

Eric relaxed as his cock softened in Shannon’s mouth. Her eyes were stinging from the assault on her mouth, but she looked up and fixed her gaze on him anyway. He stretched in the chair, a massive smile widening his face.
 

She opened her mouth wide to show Eric how she swallowed his giant load of throat yogurt, like a good little salon slut. Shannon laughed at his still widening smile. “I take it you liked that?” she said.

Eric nodded. “And you?”
 

“Mmmmhmmm,” Shannon answered, rubbing his cock over her lips, mixing his cum with her saliva. “Very much.”

“Good,” Eric picked her up and sat her in the salon chair. His strength drenched her leg with another squirt of juices. He spread her legs and knelt between them.
 

Without a word, Eric dove into her perfectly shaved pussy, gleaming with juices. He lapped Shannon from asshole to clit, running his tongue deep between her lips. She melted at his touch, as he licked her slit like a dog.
 

Most men didn’t know how to eat pussy. They simply licked and lapped and jabbed their fingers in and out, but this guy was an artist, working his tongue like it was a brush and her cunt was the canvas.

Shannon pumped her hips, working with Eric’s rhythm. He swirled his tongue around her hardened nub, then quickly flicked. Spasms of electricity shot through the walls of her quivering cunt and she glazed his face like a donut.
 

“Uuuuuuuh,” she moaned, squeezing her tits, halfway to Heaven, pulling and stroking the rosy buds crowning her tits.
 

Shannon wasn’t sure how much more she could take. She wanted his fat cock in her pussy but wasn’t sure it was worth leaving his mouth. Eric slurped at her clit, making her squirm uncontrollably. She bucked her hips harder, riding his mouth like a girl on a pony.
 

So much pleasure, and he had yet to stick so much as a finger inside her. Shannon arched her back and moaned like an old guitar. She couldn’t control herself, and didn’t want to. Eric lifted her legs as he slammed the flat of his tongue against her slit and then stabbed her drenched hole with its tip.
 

Shannon looped her arms around her legs to pull them closer to her chest.

Eric’s breath was rabid, like a starving dog attacking his food. Shannon shuddered in a continuous series of orgasm. As soon as one would stop, another would rattle her body. The salon was spinning around her. Her lust was piping-hot, but the dam burst when Eric clamped his lips around her clit and shoved his longest finger deep into her asshole.

Shannon screamed, and her cunt erupted in a fountain of sweet, sticky cum. With each pump into her ass, Shannon squirted more and more, covering Eric’s face and back and everywhere else with her sopping juice. Her cum streamed down his chest and then dripped into a puddle on the floor.

“Holy fuck!” Shannon gasped, trying to catch her breath. Her numb body started to tremble. She had never had such a powerful orgasm in her life. Her pussy was normally sopping wet during sex, and her cum would regularly leak from her slit, then drip down and over her asshole, but she had never actually ejaculated.
 

He made her feel like a fucking goddess, and now she wanted to fuck like a goddess all goddamn night.

Eric took Shannon by the hand and led her to the furthest station, where he turned her around to face the mirror, and pulled her back against him. She felt the soak of her cum on his chest rub into her back, then watched as he kissed her shoulders, his powerful hands moving up her flat stomach and over her tits. Her nipples were so hard they could have etched lines in his palms.
 

She wasn’t sure if Eric was ready again, but his hard cock pressing between her ass cheeks said he already was. Eric squeezed Shannon’s tits, and then fingered her sensitive nipples, taking them between his thumbs and forefingers and pulling them hard. He pulled more, then bent Shannon over as she wiggled her ass, silently begging him to finally fuck her.

Shannon reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks, exposing her glistening pussy. Eric kept one hand on her tit, splitting her pussy with the other. She shivered as Eric ran his pulsing tip up and down along her slit, lubing it with her slick, sticky juices.
 

A second before she started begging out loud, Eric slowly pressed his tip into her tight, hot hole. Shannon grunted as he pierced her, his girth bleaching her breath. She pressed her ass toward him, until her cunt finally swallowed his entire length.
 

Eric swiveled his hips, slowly breaking her in.

Her pussy surrendered as Eric eased his thick dick in and out of her happy valley. His movement was slow at first, but as the minutes past, his pace quickened. Soon enough, he was pounding his hips against Shannon’s ass with feral grunts. Every smash forward forced a moan from her lips, as she stared in the mirror enjoying her complete loss of control.

Shannon pumped her ass to meet his rhythm, rubbing her nub while Eric abused her gash. Her toes curled and she chewed her lower lip as she came again, harder than ever, juices lubing Eric’s love muscle, as her snatch swallowed his girth.

“Fuck me!” She wailed. “Fuck me like a whore! Punish my naughty cunt!”

Her words were driving him wild, or maybe it was that the salon smelled like an orgy. Eric grabbed her hips and held them tight as he rammed his cock harder and faster with every thrust. His cock raged, and Shannon readied her body for his final blast. Heavy breaths gave way to grunting hisses, as Eric continued to fuck her with rapid thrusts.
 

His balls tightened and Shannon bucked her ass, jamming backward onto his cock.

“Cum baby! Cum!” she screamed as Eric churned her creamy cunt. His body tightened up in one final ferocious ream then he exploded inside of her.
 

Eric held on as his cock finished throbbing and twitching inside her. When Shannon felt his dick soften, she pulled herself from his spent shaft and smiled, then turned around and kissed him softly on the lips. “Shall I finish your hair?” she said.

“Only if I can book a standing appointment.” He barely had the breath to finish his sentence.
 

“I’ll put you in the calendar,” she said. Shannon picked up the scissors and wondered how long it would take for Eric to get hard again.
 

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Fucking on Campus
 

Amanda hated the stupid alumni charity parties they were always throwing at her stupid, richy rich, bitchy ass school. They were fucking ridiculous and filled with super fat fucking hypocrites – mostly men showing off their fancy cars, diamond studded watches, and trophy wives. Not that the women were much better, with their obnoxious, expensive jewelry and overly-tight designer clothes, where they stuffed their bodies like botoxed sausages.
 

It wasn’t that Amanda didn’t like money. She liked it fine, and planned to make quite a lot herself, but she was more of a walk softly and carry a fat wallet sort of girl, which was nothing like the stomp through the room swinging a Prada purse like nearly every other girl at her school.
 

This was probably because Amanda was born with a plastic spoon instead of a silver one. Her parents were rich, sure, but it had taken them a helluva long time to get there. Two decades of hard work had finally earned them “overnight success” and countless millions.
 
This happened when their jewelry line, designed by the two of them together, was suddenly picked up by Target after selling modestly in their New Jersey jewelry boutique for nearly all of Amanda’s life.

By the time she was filling out college applications, her parents could afford to send her anywhere she wanted to go. Their new, and in no way modest means, combined with Amanda’s near perfect SAT score, had her aiming her arrows at a rich bitch college she never could have seen herself attending back in her middle school days when her wildest dreams saw her at NYU.
 

The private college she went to now had a total of 250 students and was made up of the richest of the rich, and the best of the best, if you asked them. Though, of course, Amanda disagreed.