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“Harder, harder, harder,” she says. “Fuck me harder!”
I drop my hands to her shoulders and I pull back on her body as I pound her, allowing me to penetrate her even deeper still, her tiny ass making my cock look huge.
She turns her head and looks back at me as I fuck her. “I want you to fuck me like I’m the dirtiest, nastiest whore you’ve ever met,” she said. “Harder. Harder! Harder!!!”
I climb to my feet, and move them forward, giving myself more leverage over her, allowing me to slam into her with more force, fucking her as she’s screaming, then pushing her head into the carpet as I stand crouched above her and fuck her pussy from behind, hammering her, making her scream some more, and then I’m right there, just moments away, and I keep pounding, keep pounding, trying to push myself over the edge and then she says, “Cum for me, baby, cum all over me,” and my asshole tightens up and I feel a little tremor move through my body and then another one, more powerful this time, and then the urge is just too great, I’m going to cum, and I’m pulling out and ejaculating all over her back, a huge load, painting her tan, muscular back with white jizz.
I’m leaning back, breathing hard and laughing a little bit and feeling good, feeling the short-lived relief that always comes with blowing my load. She is lying down, her stomach to the floor, her body sweaty with exertion. She turns her head and looks at me and her face is red, her mascara is a mess all over her face. But she’s still smiling, that radiant, bubbly, innocent smile. It looks totally out of place with my cum pooling in the low area at the small of her back but it turns me on, the dichotomy not bothering me in the least.
“You want a towel or something?” I ask.
“That would be great,” she says.
“Hang on a sec, I’ll get you one.”
“Thanks.”
She lays there on the floor while I gather a hand towel and wipe my cum off her back.
“You mind if I jump in the shower?” she says.
“Be my guest,” I reply.
She stands up and comes over to me. She climbs up onto her tiptoes and gives me a little peck on the cheek. “Thanks, baby,” she says. “I needed that.”
“My pleasure,” I say.
She gathers her clothes together and heads off to the bathroom. I head over to the nightstand. I pull my wallet out of a drawer, pull ten $100 bills out of it and walk into the bathroom. She’s already in the shower. I place the bills on the counter next to the sink.
“Thanks again, baby,” she says from the shower. “Next time you’re in town, feel free to give me a call.”
“I will,” I say. “Goodnight.”
“’Night,” she says. She grabs a little bottle of shampoo and starts washing her ha
ir. I leave the bathroom and head over to the bed. I climb on top of the covers, pull out the remote, and throw on Sportscenter. I’m still watching it ten minutes later when she walks out of the bathroom, throws one more wave in my direction, and walks out the door without another word.
No difficulties, no small-talk, no pleasantries. All business, no bullshit. Just like I like it. I love escorts. They’re the only way to fuck.
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SHE’S A ROUGH RIDER
Some people like their women and short and stacked. Not me. I prefer them long and lean, fit and athletic. Not necessarily muscular (although I like that too) but toned and tight. Long legs. Firm ass. Washboard stomach. And fake tits.
I know, I know, I’m in the minority on that last part, but I just love them perfectly round, firm but not hard; as long as they’re not too monstrous I totally dig them.
There’s another tangible advantage to athletic women too; they can take an incredible pounding. Because they work out all the time, pushing their bodies to the limits, they’re used to pain and discomfort, relish it even, and this applies to the bedroom also.
Obviously it’s impossible to always judge a book by its cover (I’ve been with plenty of short, stacked types who loved to get pounded too) but as a general rule, if you’re into rough, aggressive sex, find yourself an athletic woman. But be forewarned; they often like to dish it out as much as they like to receive it, so if you’re not into that sort of thing, if you like your women submissive and weak, then you should probably look in another direction.
That being said, looks aren’t everything when it comes to having fun in the sack. I’ve been with many average-to-below-looking women and had a great time fucking a good many of them. But if you can find a hottie who is great in the sack then you’ve got the best of both worlds.
It’s hard to quantify what makes someone a great lover. Obviously, attitude is part of it, but it’s more than that. And while looks don’t have a direct effect on how good someone is in bed, it’s certainly easier to get excited the better looking someone is. But looks are far from the most important thing.
No, what makes a great lover are the intangibles. Flexibility, willingness to do absolutely anything, the ability to be intense or playful or just plain fun, not only from one day to the next but even within the same session. The best lovers enjoy being dominant just as much as being submissive, and will willingly take on whatever role the situation calls for. Add great looks on top of that, and you’ve got something special.
Luckily I recently found a women with everything. Her name is Melinda.
