1. The Escort and the Dirty Conscience


    Date: 9/14/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Bi-sexual, Erotica, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Threesome, Written by women, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

    sensations of my tongue buried deep in his ass, wiggling back and forth and darting in and out before undulating against that sensitive little hole while he swore dirty obscenities over how delicious it all felt. The thrill of the entire debased nature of the scene had me dripping wet again. My pleasures had come unhinged, letting my conscience melt away. My mind went to all kinds of dark and forbidden places until the idea of my boyfriend seeing me like this, with my tongue buried in the ass of this strange man who was simultaneously fucking the hell out of my roommate, had me wildly excited instead of guilty. Seth had no idea what a depraved slut I really was inside. He had no idea that I had come to crave this and want it. The shock of my own realization had me gasping and feeling even dirtier than before. “I need you to fuck me,” I cried finally. “Now.” Elliot slowed his thrusts. “You need me to fuck you?” he mused. “I think I have to hear you beg for it.” I stood up, coming around to face him, completely shameless in my intentions. I must have looked like a mess. My blonde hair was tangled and wild, the stickiness of his cum still stained my lips and chin. My white silk dress was still bunched up at my waist and it hung there like a loose belt of fabric, as my nipples rose up hard under his gaze. I felt like a dirty little girl. The kind of girl I never imagined I would ever be. “Please fuck me,” I begged, my green eyes glazed over with a kind of depraved desperation. ...
    “I want to feel you deep inside my tight little hole. And you know what hole I want you to fuck…” My voice trailed off, as my hand slid up the back of my thighs as I half turned, showing him the soft curve of my ass, leaving little doubt as to what I wanted. He smiled lewdly. “You want me to fuck that little ass, do you? Are you sure you can handle it”. “Yes,” I promised. “Please… just force that cock inside me. Nice and hard, fast and long. I need to feel you inside my ass…. fucking it… please.” He needed no further prompting. With a loud groan he pulled out of Liana, leaving me with one last glance of his wet cock, slick with her juices, before he grabbed a handful of my dress, using it to pull me roughly toward him. I gasped as he spun me around, grabbing the back of my head and forcing it down and forward until I was side by side with Liana, who was still holding her position. She turned her face to the side and looked at me then and the real shock of the moment passed between us. And then she smiled. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling the cheeks apart. I turned my head to see him sliding his fingers into Liana’s pussy, using her juices to lubricate my little hole and prepare it for the assault I had just begged him for. “Oh my god,” I exhaled, waiting expectantly for what I craved. I felt the hard mushroom head of his beautifully cut cock press against my hole. I moaned, as I pushed out against it, opening it up to the girth of his cock as I felt the head slip inside. I ...