Page 84 of Dirty Heat


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“Mmmm. Yes, yes, yes…come for me, baby…”

I tell my phone freak to keep talking that nasty shit as I’m walking out into the living room.

Stephanie looks over at me. Her eyes grow wide. “Ohmygod! What the fuck?”

“Come get this nut,” I groan, standing in front of her, blocking her view of the television.

Stephanie’s mouth drops open in shock. She hasn’t seen this side of me in years. Maybe it’s the haircut. Maybe it’s the weed. Maybe it’s having an anonymous woman in my ear, moaning and begging for this dick, this nut, while Stephanie’s sitting here, watching me. Surprised. And, suddenly, turned on.

“Mmm, ooh…” the chick on the other end moans in my ear. “Yes, yes, yes…feed my pussy that hot nut, baby…”

“Here it comes,” I say to her, staring at Stephanie. “Come get this fucking nut.”

“Yes, yes, yes…oooh, yes. Give it to me. Give it to me. Uh, uh, uh…mmm…you feel so good in my pussy…”

Stephanie licks her lips. Hops up from the sofa (I’ve never seen her chunky-ass move so fast) and drops down on her knees, grabbing me by the hips and sucking my dick into her mouth. She digs her nails into me and sucks me hard and fast.

I let out a loud grunt and shoot my load, pumping my hips and flooding her mouth, with the soft whimpering of my anonymous whore floating in my ears.

Legs Wide Open

Bold and brazen, my slick lips spread and my wet pussy stretches over the extra-thick width of Charles’ seven-inch dick. It’s late. Well after eight in the evening. And here I am hoisted up on my desk. Legs spread wide. Head tossed back. Nipples puckered tight. Getting fucked down.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I mewl, digging my nails into his ass, pulling him in deeper. “Fuck me, baby! I love it when you fuck me! Mmm, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me goooooood. Oooh, yes…”

Charles fucks me like I stole something from him, sawing into my pussy with rapid speed. “Yeah. Fuck. Give me that sweet-ass pussy, baby. I love fucking this dick into you.” Charles holds my legs up over my head, holding the heels of my shoes like they’re handlebars, and he’s riding his coveted Hubless Harley—the one I’ve ridden on the back of, twice so far. “Muthafuckin’ good-ass pussy.”

“Mmmm…mmmm…yes…”

He moans. I moan. We moan together.

And then…and then…ohgodohgod, he wraps my left leg around his waist, keeping my right leg up, and begins plunging into me. He slams in hard and deep and fast. My body shakes as I absorb his thrusts. I feel my face flush. I bite down on my lip, feeling heat swell inside of me. Charles finds my spot and rapidly strokes into it.

“Fuck. Shit. You’re so fucking wet for me,” he murmurs. “You always are.”

I look him in his eyes, getting lost in his gaze, in his every stroke. “Yes. Ah, God, yes. You do this to me.”

Pleasure grips and tightens around me.

“You love this dick?”

“Yes, yes…oooh…uhh…”

“You want me to keep fucking this pussy…?”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Twisting his thick fingers through my hair, Charles tugs, then bends and covers my mouth with his, filling my mouth with his heated tongue.

God his dick feels so good inside me! It’s like a chocolate-dipped, king-sized Snickers bar. And the more he fucks into my pussy, the more I want it. The more I crave it—his thick chocolate, his creamy nut.

Charles and I have been screwing each other for the last eight months. It isn’t something either of us planned. It just happened. Okay, okay…I know affairs don’t just happen. They manifest themselves out of insecurity. Out of some sense of twisted need for validation outside of home, outside of a relationship.

This, this…thing with Charles quickly progressed to him sliding his dick into me once to him sliding it into me once a week to three times a week to this…him fucking me every chance we get, sometimes twice in the same day—once during our lunch hour at some local motel, then later in the evening here at the office when everyone else has long gone.

We fuck and fuck and fuck.

And then…

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