AllFreeNovel
Share Us
But still Josh holds his cock deep in Eliza’s throat. Her hands come up to his chest and trying to push him off but he lets go of her hair and grabs her wrists and pushes her arms down, pinning them to the bed.
He can feel her legs pushing up on his body, trying to force him off, but Josh keeps his cock planted firmly in her throat, even as her face starts to turn red. It isn’t until Eliza’s struggles start to wane a bit that Josh finally pulls his cock out of her mouth, giving Eliza a chance to breathe once again.
She does so in deep, gasping, desperate breaths, her chest heaving as the color comes back into her face. Unsure of whether or not he crossed a line, Josh just sits there, not doing anything, waiting to see what Eliza’s reaction will be.
After she has recovered, she gives Josh the evil eye. But a couple seconds later one half of her mouth turns up in a little smirk and he knows all is good.
Shortly after, she grabs ahold of his cock, slaps it against her cheek a couple of times, then takes it in her mouth. Josh lets her blow him for a little while, before climbing to his knees.
On the bed now with his knees beneath him, his body facing her so his cock is hovering directly above her pussy, Josh sticks his arms beneath her hips. With her legs still on the bed by her side, he rolls her up so her weight is on her shoulders and her ass is up in the air. She hooks her arms around her legs, holding them in place as Josh sticks the dildo in her pussy.
Still on his knees in front of Eliza, facing her, his face just above her ass, Josh bangs her pussy with the dildo while he works her asshole, licking it, spitting on it and working it with two fingers of his free hand. Once her asshole is good and loose again, he slides the dildo out of her pussy and sticks it directly into her ass. He bangs her asshole a few times, widening it even further, then stands up on the bed so he’s hovering over her. Josh pulls the dildo out of her asshole, leaving it gaping. Squatting down just a bit, he slides his cock into her asshole then jams the dildo into her pussy.
Eliza gasps and her legs rise up. Josh grabs her ankles, pushing down on her legs. She grabs ahold of the dildo and starts to bang herself while Josh pummels her ass, his legs straight and his knees locked out, allowing him to pummel her with his entire body weight at the end of every thrust.
Josh is getting closer and closer to orgasm with every second, but he still wants to push things, to see how far Eliza will let him go. So he rises up again, still squatting on the bed but now balanced. He takes control of the dildo from her and holds it in her pussy as he slips his cock out of her ass.
Scooting forward just a bit, Josh jams his cock into her pussy alongside the dildo, penetrating Eliza with both at the same time. Her eyes widen and she lets out a low-pitched, animalistic moan but doesn’t make any move to extract either cock from her pussy. Breathing harder now, she nods her head and starts bucking her body up against him.
Josh gets the hint and starts fucking her with more intensity, pummeling her in the piledriver position, holding the dildo next to his cock as he pumps his hips, stretching her pussy to its limits.
Eliza’s hands are gripping her ankles, holding them down by her head. Her face is bright red and covered in sweat. Her eyes are rolled up, showing the whites and she’s still moaning like an animal. It’s almost too much for Josh to handle. But he keeps a grip on himself, for the time being at least. He still has a couple things he wants to try.
Josh slides his cock out of Eliza’s pussy, leaving the dildo inside. She shudders and her body starts to relax, but before she can get comfortable he slides his cock back into her asshole.
After pumping Eliza’s asshole a few times, Josh slides the dildo out of her pussy and presses the tip of it against her anus, right above his cock.
Josh looks at Eliza with raised eyebrows. She nods. Smiling, he puts pressure on the dildo, gently sliding it into her asshole alongside his cock. The pressure is intense; the dildo pressing tightly down the top of his cock and the lower ridge of her asshole pushing against the bottom. He’s slides the dildo about halfway into her asshole before stopping. Then he starts moving them both in and out of her anus, slowly and gently, hardly moving much at all.
Eliza unleashes a guttural groan and utters a series of what can only be obscenities in her foreign tongue. Practically in tears now, her breath deep and ragged, she releases her legs and desperately fingers her clit.
No more than five seconds later Eliza’s eyes widen even further and she utters a growling scream and shudders uncontrollably as a huge, intense orgasm racks her body.
Her gyrations squeeze Josh’s cock even tighter, to the point of no return. As Eliza rides out the bottom edge of her orgasm, Josh’s rises up. Leaving his cock in her asshole, he pulls the dildo out and starts pounding away, slamming into her with everything he has, his balls slapping against the backside of her ass as he pummels her in the piledriver position.
It isn’t long before Josh is cumming too, his body tensing up for a moment before releasing. But he continues hammering away at her as he cums, sending his white, hot sperm deep into her asshole, only slowing down once he’s shot his entire load.
Laughing under his breath, Josh pulls his cock out of Eliza’s ass and falls back onto the bed. Eliza is smiling as she crawls over to him, grabs ahold of his cock, and licks it clean of her ass juices.
Once she’s done with that, Eliza grabs the dildo off the couch and sticks it in her asshole. After sliding it all the way inside, she pulls it back out. It’s covered with Josh’s cum. She licks the cum off the dildo, then slides it back into her ass. She does this four times before finally climbing off the bed and heading into the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Josh watches Eliza walk away from him, her ass working furiously with every step, her hips swaying back and forth in an exaggerated fashion, until she disappears around the corner. Then he falls back onto the bed again and stares at the ceiling with a wide smile on his face, thinking about the joys of foreign women.
#####
HAMMERING THE KINKY ESCORT
First off, let me state right up front that I love escorts. I’ve been using them since I was 18 and I don’t expect the practice to end anytime soon. People always ask me why don’t I have a conventional relationship. Paying for sex is just so . . . nasty, they say. To which I reply, that’s exactly why I do it. Sometimes I feel like a nasty guy and it’s a hell of a lot easier to get truly down and dirty with a woman that you don’t have to worry about seeing ever
again, unless you specifically choose to. I mean, seriously, do you want to kiss your girlfriend the morning after you came in her mouth? Or have her rub her hands through your hair the morning after she had her finger in your ass? Okay, don’t answer that. Maybe you do. But I sure as hell don’t. No, I’d rather live with the memory of that perfect night in my head, forever untainted, than deal with the reality of spending the next day together as human beings. I love the animal aspects of sex, the grinding, the sweating, the willingness to do things that you’d never consider doing under the harsh light of day. But the human part, the dealing with feelings and emotions and all that? No thanks. I deal with enough of that as it is; at work, with my family and friends, hell, even just observing strangers causes more anxiety than I like to deal with. No, I want my sex straight up, with no chaser. I want to fuck like an animal, without restraint, without having to think about the consequences in the morning, without having to wake up in bed the morning with my partner beside me and be embarrassed, to wonder what she thinks of me, of whether or not she liked it as much as I thought she did. I want to live in my dream world. I want my escort. I want to fuck. And so do you. After all, that’s what you bought this story, right? To read about the nasty stuff? Not to hear me ramble. So here you go. Enjoy.
#
She arrives at the door two minutes early, rings the bell. I looked out the peephole to check her out, my dick already hard in anticipation. The fish lens distorts her features just a bit, but nothing short of a circus funhouse mirror could have made her anything less than fucking perfect. She looked great: Long dark hair, lots of eye shadow behind her sunglasses, red lipstick, her full, pouty lips turned up in a huge, innocent smile. Not too much makeup, showing off her lightly-freckled nose. She was even chewing gum, topping off the fantasy perfectly. Looking like she was straight out of high school, the epitome of my ideal girl when I was first hitting puberty.
I open the door and let her in. She’s a tiny little spinner, no more than 5’2” and somewhere right around 90 pounds. A full foot shorter than me and less than half my weight. She’s wearing a white, sleeveless t-shirt over a black bra. Her tan, flat stomach leads to the ultra-short jean shorts, which in turn lead to her tanned, skinny but still shapely legs, all the way to the sandals covering her tiny little feet.
“So, what do you think?” she says, striking a pose. Her voice is bubbly, innocent. She plays the part like a pro. Which, of course, she is.
