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THE FILTHY BABE
Damon Knight is at a swanky resort in Manhattan Beach, at a charity auction for some foundation or another. After spending almost ten-thousand dollars on a couple of items, he is at the bar, drinking and cavorting with some of the other guests, when he’s approached by an incredibly hot brunette woman wearing a short, black cocktail dress. She’s got a slightly Hispanic look, with sensual lips, a rounded jaw, full cheekbones, and arresting eyes.
But while her features were soft her body was hard. Tanned skin, long, fit legs that seem to last forever because of her outfit, slender but toned arms, narrow waist, flat stomach, and an incredible pair of tits.
“Hello,” she says. “I’m Laura.”
“I’m Damon,” he replies.
“I know,” she says, smiling at him. “And I’m well aware of how much you spent tonight. The foundation really appreciates it.”
“My pleasure,” Damon says, not sure where this is going. He quickly finds out.
“In fact, we at the foundation would love to personally thank you for everything you’ve done tonight.”
“Sounds good to me,” Damon says. “What did you have in mind?”
“Let’s go back up to your suite and I’ll show you,” Laura says, taking his hand and pulling him to his feet.
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Two minutes later, Damon is sitting on the couch in his suite, still fully clothed, when Laura comes walking out of the bathroom wearing only her beige shirt, black panties, and the pumps.
“What do you think?” she asks.
“I think you’re fucking gorgeous,” he replies.
“Why thank you,” Laura says as she walks towards him. “You’re pretty damn hot yourself.”
Laura spreads his legs, and presses forward until her knees are touching the inside of his thighs. She pulls off her shirt, revealing a black lace bra beneath, then leans over as if to kiss him, but stops right before their lips touch. He leans forward to finish the connection but she flashes him a wry smile and shakes her head and pulls back.
“Not yet,” she says. “First I want to play with you a bit.”
“Sounds good to me,” Damon replies.
Standing tall again, Laura slips out of her bra, freeing up her big, perky, amazing tits. They are obviously fake but done well enough that it’s not distracting.
Laura runs her hands up the side of her body, starting at the waist and ending at her tits. Pushing on the outside of them, squeezing her tits together, she looks at Damon, who is focused on at her chest. She turns around so her back is to him, then sits down on his waist.
Moving in slow circular patterns, Laura grinds on Damon’s cock, which is still trapped behind his pants but quickly getting hard. She leans back against his chest until her head is resting on his shoulder, her ass still moving against him the entire time. His left hand reaches out and touches the side of her leg just below her hip but she grabs ahold of his arm and pushes it away. Looking back at him over her shoulder, she shakes her head.
“Not yet,” she says. “For now, keep your hands to yourself.”
As Damon nods in compliance, Laura puts her hands on his knees for balance, and bounces on his groin a couple of times before standing up and turning around to face him.
Bending over at the waist, she leans in towards him. She puts her palms on the rear cushion of the couch, one on each side of his head, and sticks her tits in his face. She grabs ahold of his head and buries it into her chest, holding it there, smothering him against her tits while she straddles his waist.
A few seconds later, Laura releases her grip on Damon, giving him a chance to catch his breath. While he refills his lungs with air, she sits back and undoes his belt. She slips it off and wraps it around his neck, pulling the end through the buckle. She tightens it against his skin but doesn’t latch it.
“Are you ready to get a little kinky?” she asks.
“I can’t wait,” he replies.
Smiling widely, Laura leans forward and gives Damon a little kiss on the lips before pulling back. With her hand still gripping the end of the belt, she leans back, putting more pressure on the belt, pulling the strap taut and tight against Damon’s skin. She stays in that position for a few seconds, choking him, before once again leaning forward, removing the pressure from his neck.
“Do you like that?” she asks.
“I love it,” he replies.
Dropping the belt, Laura leans forward and guides one of her tits into his mouth. Staring up at her, Damon goes to town on her nipple, licking and sucking and biting down on it until it’s hard. She pops that tit out of his mouth and turns her body slightly, giving him the other one. He gives it the same treatment.
Once it’s as hard as the other one, Laura backs off. Dropping to her knees on the floor, she pops the button off Damon’s pants and undoes his zipper. Leaving his pants on for the time being, she grabs ahold of his hard cock, her hand gripping the base of his shaft, and negotiates it out of his boxers. She gives the tip a single lick while her hand works his shaft. She drops down a little further, runs her tongue up the underside of his cock, starting at his balls and ending the tip. Then she slaps his cock against her tongue a couple of times and then starts to blow him proper, wrapping her lips around his cock and dropping her head down on it.
