I was livid. For months I had dreamed of his cock, the way it would look, the way it would smell, the way it would taste, even the sound the zipper would make as he pulled it down. And now he was going to deny me?

I did not say [...]]]> “You are NOT going to seduce me!”

I was livid. For months I had dreamed of his cock, the way it would look, the way it would smell, the way it would taste, even the sound the zipper would make as he pulled it down. And now he was going to deny me?

I did not say a word. I just looked at him, and slid across the bed. I had pretended to read in his room, knowing that if I wiggled my legs a certain way, the skirt of my dress would reveal my generous ass. The panties I was wearing had lace edges, and accentuated my round ass and plump thighs in a way I had been told was attractive.  He, however, appeared immune.

“You know we can’t do this. She’s coming home tonight.”

It was true, his wife would be home that night. I didn’t care though, and if he truly cared, he would not have let me come to his house alone.

I decided then that there was only one way I was going to get what I wanted, and that was to play dirty. The sweet seductive route was not working at all, and I was going to have that cock at all costs.

I stood up off the bed, and faced him. I smiled at him, and kissed him. He lightly kissed me back, and I squeezed my chest against him. I stopped kissing him and he backed up. Then, I lightly slapped him across the face.

He blinked, looked amused, and smiled at me.

“And that is supposed to . . .”

I slapped him again, hard, squarely across his right cheek. It was so hard, that he stumbled back, surprised at the blow.

“What the fuck? What are you doing?”

I raised my hand back one more time, and hit him harder than I had ever hit anyone. This time, however, he responded the way I had hoped, the way I had been hoping for.

“You bitch! You’re going to leave a fucking mark on my fucking face!”

He grabbed my wrists with his hands, and pulled me close to him. He twisted my arms up under my shoulder blades, pushed up. I winced in pain, but tried not to show it.

“Stop being such a cunt, pull down your fucking dress,  and get in the goddamned car. I’m taking you home.”

I kicked him in the shin with my bare foot, and he doubled over in pain, falling to his knees.

“No! YOU listen. I’m not some fucking toy that you can pull out and play with when its convenient for you!”

I grabbed the back of his bald head and shoved his face into my crotch.

“See what you did asshole? Can you feel that wet pussy?”

As I ground his face into the skirt of my dress, I lifted my leg and put one foot on the bed. With my free hand, I lifted my skirt, and pulled my panties to one side. I shoved three fingers in my wet pussy, and then pulled them out and rubbed them all over his smooth shiny head. That was not enough for me, and I positioned my cunt so that I was almost sitting on top of his head. I heard him breathe deeply, and just smiled.

“You like it, don’t you? You love being covered with my smell, kneeling at my pussy, just waiting to taste it?”

With that, he tilted his head up and started eating my pussy. Not licking, not grazing, but using his tongue AND his teeth and roughly trying to get as much of my lips as he could in his mouth.

I continued to grind myself against his face, and suddenly felt him shove two fingers, then three, then four fingers in my cunt, and my knees buckled. I fell down on the floor on top of him, and quickly straddled him with my legs.

I leaned down and started kissing his lips and neck, and then moving my tongue upwards to lick my own juices off of his head. From the first moment I saw him, I had fantasized about putting my pussy all over his bald head and then tasting myself.

I then moved my head downward, and began kissing him again. I bit his lip, sucked on his tongue, and then pulled back and started unbuttoning his blue oxford shirt. When I remembered it was the same shirt I had bought him, I stopped unbuttoning and just started ripping.

With his chest exposed, I started pinching his nipples. He involuntarily smiled, so I pinched harder and harder, not stopping until his smile turned to a grimace of pain.

My hands were now as impatient as I was, and I reached down to unbuckle his belt, and then his jeans. His cock was rock hard, no matter what he had said before. He started to say something, but I put my hand in his open mouth to shut him up.

I opened his pants, pulled the zipper down, and felt something wet and slippery on his briefs. I dove down and sucked the pre-come from the briefs until there was none left. Then I tugged his jeans and underwear off his hips and onto the floor.

I sat back and just looked at him. Dammit, but he was beautiful. Lying on the floor, with only his unbuttoned shirt against his shoulders, I could see just how gorgeous his body was. His chest was big and firm, with lots of soft curly brown hair to grab onto. I looked him up and down, but my eyes kept going back to his cock.

His cock was long and thick, with a beautiful pink head. The skin was smooth, and pre-come had made it look just like a wet lollipop begging to be licked.

I pulled my dress up over my head, and unhooked my bra. He reached up to grab my huge tits, but I pushed him back down. I did not want him to touch me; I wanted to use him like a toy, a dildo, a lovely object to fuck as I chose.

Finally, I licked my lips and took his cock into my mouth. He breathed in deeply, and I pushed my head down as far as it would go. I wanted his cock inside me, all the way inside my throat. I wanted to gag on that cock, and feel my pussy clench when I did it.

His cock smelled and tasted delicious; pre-come mingled with sweat. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and moved my head down further to suck his balls and lick his ass. When my tongue went in his ass, he moaned in a way that showed me that no one had ever been in his ass before. And that he liked it.

As I licked his ass, I put one hand on is balls, and the other hand on his cock, pumping his foreskin up and down over his shaft. His cock suddenly grew thicker, and before I knew it, he sat up, pushed me off of him, and forced me onto the floor on my back. He lowered himself on top of me, with his cock on my face. I opened my mouth, because I knew exactly what was next.

He shoved his cock in my mouth, and started fucking my throat. I gagged, I coughed, and my pussy got wetter each time I did. At one point, I was worried that I could not breathe, but he pulled back just long enough for me to pant once or twice, and then he was back on me. Then, I started choking and gagging for real, and even though I enjoyed it, I was getting scared. He was plowing into my mouth with such intensity that I worried he would hurt me. I raised my hands to push him off of me, but he grabbed them and held them above my head.

“Take it bitch, you wanted this, now fucking TAKE IT! Gag on it all you want, I’m not stopping!”

That seemed to push him over the edge, and his cock started to swell in my throat, choking me even more. I felt it pulse, and then the thick, salty liquid poured down the back of my throat. It tasted so fucking good, but my body started to rebel against the oxygen deprivation. I struggled hard, but he stayed on me, keeping me down with his weight.

Finally, when tears were streaming down my cheeks, and I couldn’t struggle anymore, he pulled back. I gasped and choked for air like a drowning woman, and felt like I was going to throw up. I sat up and just panted for a few minutes until my breathing returned to normal.

After what felt like an eternity of silence between us, he stood up and got me a glass of water. I was still a little shaky, and the glass trembled in my hands. My throat hurt when I swallowed the water, and yet I was sad to wash the taste of him out of my mouth.

Sometimes, being a brat gets you what you want. This time, it got me what I deserved.

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This post, Brat, originally appeared on Minivan Libertine on 11/25/2009. If you are viewing it anywhere other than in a feed reader, it was scraped illegally and without my permission. Please email minivanlibertine at gmail dot com and let me know.
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It’s taken a year, but we’re finally in the same place at the same time. I know you had other reasons for coming out here, but you and I both [...]]]> Once again, I am the luckiest girl in the world, and soon to be the laziest blogger in the world, to keep getting these delicious stories.

It’s taken a year, but we’re finally in the same place at the same time. I know you had other reasons for coming out here, but you and I both know you’re also at this event to finally see me. To finally make good one all the talk and photos we’ve exchanged.

We met, exchanges hugs, and were properly social with everyone else at the conference. The whole time, though, my cock’s been rock-hard and dripping pre-come. Stolen glances have told me you’re in a similar state.

After a few hours of this, I get you alone in a hallway and lean down to whisper in your ear, “Take me to your room. I won’t wait any longer.”

Your eyes meet mine, and you nod, turning to head to the elevator. I follow close behind. Once we’re in the elevator I push you against the wall and roughly kiss you. As our lips and tongues meet for the first time I squeeze your right breast, finding your nipple through your clothing.

As the door opens, I grab your arm. “Take me there.” And push you out into the hall. As you unlock the door you feel my hands cupping and kneading your ass, right out here in the hall where anyone could wander by and find us.

The door opens, and I shove you in, slamming the door shut behind me.

I push you against the wall just inside your room, grabbing your throat and smothering your startled cry with my mouth. We kiss for several seconds before I pull back and release you throat. I slap you across the cheek and say “That’s for making me wait so long, you fucking tease!” I then pin you back against the wall with the weight of my body, my hands exploring your body as my lips and tongue explore your mouth.

After groping your tits and pinching your nipples, you feel my hands move down. Feeling their way past your ass, my strong hands grip your bare thighs. First the back and outside, then they move to the sensitive skin inside.

You’re still pinned to the wall by my body, and I move my mouth to your neck and throat and my hand slides up your thigh, under your skirt. Just as I asked, you have no panties on, and my god you’re wet!

My fingers slip along the crease of your pussy, and further back, pressing and stroking from your clit back to your asshole. My other hand is back to kneading your tits while I kiss and bite your throat.

As I feel you moaning in your throat, I yank, hard on your pussy hair before I step back. “Take off your clothes. I’ll be waiting for you on the bed. I want you to CRAWL.” I then disappear into your room.

After a few minutes of waiting on your bed, I see you emerge from the hall, on your hands and knees. Your pussy is so wet and swollen I can smell it as you draw close. When you’re still a few feet from the bed I tell you to stop. “Show me your body,” I say. “Show me what I’ve been waiting for.”

You rise to your knees, and cup your creamy tits in your hands, sliding your fingers and thumbs to pinch your nipples as you present them for my gaze.

“Suck on your nipples for me.” As you comply, my hand slides to my groin and begins rubbing my cock through my pants.

After I watch you sucking each of your nipples in turn I say, “Now show me your cunt.”

You lay on your back, spreading you legs wide open. Your hand slips down and opens the lips of your pussy for me. I can see your juices glistening on your swollen pink and matting your hair.

“Rub your clit, then slip two fingers inside.” As you do so, the pressure of my hand through my slacks visibly increases.

“Now get on your hands and knees and show me your tight little asshole.”

You rise again to your knees, and I see a wicked gleam in your eyes as you turn away, putting your weight on your elbows and sticking your little ass in the air. You hear my breathing grow more heavy as you rock it back and forth, knowing your asshole is peeking in and out past the cheeks of your bottom.

“Spread it for me. You can’t hide anything from me.” Your weight rests on your tits as you obediently reach back and pull your ass wide open for me. You hear a gasp and a low moan from me behind you.

“So far you’ve been a very good girl. Now I want you to wet your finger in your pussy and tease and finger your ass for me.”

As your slip your finger into your snatch and slide it up to your asshole, you hear another moan, deeper this time. My breathing becomes even heavier, almost a gasp, as you slip your finger into your ass.

Abruptly, you hear me stand. I take two quick paces to you and you feel my tongue on your finger, on your ass. I pull your finger out and pin your arms at your side. My face is buried between your cheeks, my tongue working your ass. My activity and weight presses your tits harder against the floor, pushing your face into the carpet as it bears most of your weight and some of mine.

As my mouth moves from your ass to your pussy and back and forth I hear you start to moan and cry out again. After a few minutes I rise to my knees, and you feel my fingers roughly fucking your pussy and rubbing your clit. My other hand cups your ass, with my thumb slipping into your asshole as far as it can.

“Lift yourself up. I want you to play with your tits while my hands fuck you.” Just as instructed you lift yourself up on your elbows and begin to fondle your tits and twist and pinch your nipples as you feel your pussy and ass fucked with my thick, rough fingers. Our pace increases until I feel your ass and pussy gripping my hands as you cry out in orgasm.

I pull my fingers out of you and stand, walking back to sit on the edge of the bed. “You know what?” I ask. “You’ve been a very good girl so far. I know how much you love pre-come, so you get to lick all the wetness off my cock and balls. You don’t get to suck my cock, though.”

I open my fly and tell you to crawl over. “Remember: lick all you want, but you can’t take it into your mouth.” I open my pants further and expose my hard cock, foreskin slightly back, glistening and wet with pre-come running down to my balls. You see a long drooling strand of it about it drip off the head.

As you start slowly lapping at the sweet wetness you feel my cock twitch and grow harder. My breathing grows heavy again. Your mouth starts with my balls and you lick up the shaft. Your grow greedier as you reach the head, the source. I slip back my forsekin to reveal even more and give a low moan as you lick around the head.

Suddenly I stand up, grabbing your hair. Your mouth opens wide in shock and I slam my cock all the way into your mouth and back of your throat. “God, you fucking slut!” I cry out as I try to shove myself deeper into you, pulling your hair tighter than ever.

You can’t reply, gagging on my hard cock, barely able to breathe with your nose buried in my hair. I take one hand out of your hair and use it to grab your throat. I start fucking your mouth, holding your head in place as I start to loose a year of frustrations onto you.

I pull my cock out, slapping your face with it as you gasp. I slap your cheek with my hand and pull you up by your hair before throwing you down on the bed. “I like the way that makes your tits bounce, ” I sneer and slap each of your tits in turn. “Open your mouth, bitch.”

I slide my cock back into your mouth, fucking your throat as your head hangs off the edge of the bed. I slap your tits some more, raising them to a rosy pink. As I hammer away at your mouth and throat I twist and pinch your nipples, pulling hard on them as if I’m trying to lift you off the bed by those two sensitive points.

I stop thrusting, pull my cock out, and kneel. I put my face close to yours as you lay gasping for breath. You have saliva running from the corners of your mouth, back toward your ears. There are tears weeping from your eyes. You look beautiful. I turn your mouth to mine, hand at your throat and I kiss you. While we explore with lips and tongue my free hand runs down your chest and gently stokes your abused tits. I then kiss my way down your throat, and to your tits as well.

As you relax into this more gentle treatment I start rubbing your soaking wet pussy and kissing you belly. Abruptly, I yank on your pubic hair, hard. “I’m not done yet. Kneel on the bed. I’m going to fuck you in your ass whether you like it or not.”

With some manhandling by me, we have you on your hands and knees, ass in the air. I spread your cheeks and start to lick it, then stop and spank you on each cheek. I return to licking and tongueing your asshole while I stroke my cock behind you.

I stand up and, unannounced, slide my cock into your drenched pussy.

After two slow strokes I pull out and you feel the head of my cock at your ass. After a brief pause I slowly, inexorably thrust with my weight. You feel every hard inch of me entering your ass. My strong hands gripping your hips. My hair tickles the sensitive skin between your cheeks.

Finally I’m all the way in, and I pull out, then in. My pace builds.

“Rub your cunt! I want to feel you come while I’m in your ass. Hurry, make it tight!”

As you rub your clit, I not only hear you moaning, but I can feel it in my cock. My pace steadily grows as you get closer and closer to orgasm. I hurry you on my slapping your ass with every stroke.

Finally, I grab your hair from behind and pull your head back as a cry escape from your throat. Your whole body shakes and I can feel your asshole spasming tightly around my cock. I keep fucking it as you practically flail as my rhythmically thrusting cock impales your ass.

You start pleading with me to come, so you can feel the hot jet in your ass.

I pull out. “No. You’re just as much a whore as you lead me to believe, but there’s one thing I still want to see. You claim to be a world class cocksucker. Show me. Finish me with your mouth.”

I sit in the bed and let you take charge. Licking, sucking…taking my balls into your mouth. You prove yourself to be an even better cocksucker than I thought. Only a few minutes after I pulled out of your ass I feel it building. “You filthy slut, I’m going to come!”

I grab your hair again, taking control away once more. I shove your face into my lap. My cock hits the back of your throat as I jerk and writhe, shooting my come so far back you can barely taste it. Spent, I flop onto my back and release you. After a few gasping breaths I roll over and gently kiss you on the lips as I lay my hand on your belly.

It was certainly worth the wait.

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This post, All Talk?, originally appeared on Minivan Libertine on 10/17/2009. If you are viewing it anywhere other than in a feed reader, it was scraped illegally and without my permission. Please email minivanlibertine at gmail dot com and let me know.
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