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  “No, I got more for you.”

  “Then give it to me already,” she says. “I’m waiting to be impressed.”

  Smiling fiercely, I go back to work, picking up right where I left off, pummeling her pussy without any build-up. I grab ahold of her hair and give it a yank, forcing her to arch her back and allowing me deeper inside her.

  The mirror allows me to see her chest and neck, both of which are stretched tight to allow for the torque created by my hair-pulling. Her exposed neck awakens something in me, allowing me to reach yet another level of aggression.

  I get off my knees and slide my feet under my legs. Crouching down so as to not allow my cock to slip out of her pussy, I take a couple steps forward until my legs are straddling her body, giving me far more leverage than ever before. Maintaining my grip on her hair I start hammering away at her like there’s no tomorrow, my legs working feverishly beneath me. Her body threatens to collapse every time I reach the bottom but somehow she maintains her position.

  Within seconds she’s broken her silence with a vengeance. Her screams of pleasure are loud and guttural, animalistic to the extreme, betraying a nastiness from her only as of yet hinted at. It’s as if a damn had burst in her throat and now the built up vocal representations of pleasure from the entire night were pouring through unfettered.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screams as I pummel her. “Give me that cock. Give it to me! Right there, right fucking there! Fuck me like I deserve to get fucked! Yes! Yes! YES! Treat me like the little fucking whore I am!”

  Her talking riles me up even further, bringing me right to the point of orgasm. I realize it’s a good thing she kept quiet for so long otherwise I never would have lasted this long.

  I let go of her hair and slow down in an attempt to keep from cumming too quickly but she doesn’t let up one bit, bouncing her ass back against my cock, doing all of the work. It feels too good to try and get her to stop.

  “Oh god, oh god,” I say a short time later, my orgasm right around the corner. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

  She quickly pulls away from me, releasing my cock from her pussy, and spins around. Before I realize what’s happening she has taken my rock-hard cock in her mouth and is sucking me off like there’s no tomorrow.

  “Shit, shit, shit,” I say, letting her know that my explosion is imminent. I’m expecting her to slip my cock from her mouth and jerk me off to completion, taking my sperm on her chest or maybe even her face, but instead she takes my cock all the way down her throat and holds it there, just like she had when I almost came earlier in the evening.

  This is the final straw. My body tenses up and then releases in a shuddering burst, spraying my cum straight down her throat without any buffer while she stares up at me, holding my eyes with her own, her mouth engulfing my cock as I spasm a couple more times, sending another couple shots of cum down her throat.

  She takes it in stride, swallowing my load down with ease, even milking my cock of every last vestige of sperm before finally releasing it from her mouth.

  “Consider me impressed,” she says, looking up at me with a genuine smile on her lips. She grabs ahold of my shaft and sucks on the tip of my cock, making me shiver.

  I try to squirm away but she doesn’t let me, keeping a firm grip on my cock and going to town on the tip, popping it in and out of her mouth rapidly.

  “Okay, okay, enough,” I say, pulling away in earnest now.

  She finally lets go of my cock. But then she gives it a smack. I flinch, let out a little yelp of pain. But I have to admit, it turned me on quite a bit.

  “Just a little payback,” she says, her grin predatory.

  “Fair enough,” I say, returning her grin. “Can I ask for you again sometime?”

  “Whenever you want,” she says, pulling her jeans back up. “But I can’t promise I won’t be more feisty next time.”

  “Can you promise that you will be?”

  “That I can do,” she says as picks up her jacket and puts it back on.

  I grab the money out of my wallet and hand it to her. “Then I’ll make sure I ask for you again.”

  “Sounds good.” She takes the money and head towards the door.

  “What’s your name?” I ask as she opens the door to leave.

  “Shayla,” she says without even looking back. She walks out of the room and closes the door behind her, leaving with the same attitude she showed up with.

  I guess I didn’t break her after all.

  Oh well, there’s always next time.

  #####

  TAUGHT BY A COUGAR

  Daniel Hooper was embarrassed. He didn’t know what to do. A couple hours ago he’d called a number given to him by a friend, and now, at eight o’clock in the evening, he was standing in a hotel room next to a gorgeous cougar wearing high heels and a little purple dress that left very little to the imagination.

  She’d said her name was Mandy and she was a tall, stunning brunette with an incredible body; rock hard from head to toe, tan skin, long, shapely legs, toned arms, and enormous tits.

  Mandy was a little older than Daniel had been expecting, probably in her early-thirties, a good 8-10 years older than him. Not that he minded. In fact, an older woman was exactly what he needed right now. Someone to take charge, to show him the ropes. That was what this whole night was about anyhow.

  “Is this the first time you’ve done something like this?” Mandy asked.

  Daniel nodded. Then he realized that she might not have been asking what he’d thought she was. “Not my first time having sex,” he added hastily, “Just my first time with a—”

  “Escort?” Mandy asked.

  “Yeah,” he replied.

  “And that makes you uncomfortable?”

  “A little bit.”

  “It’s not that big of a deal,” she said. “Just pretend like you picked me up in a bar or something. You’ve done that before, right?”

  “Not exactly,” he said.

  “What about a party or a concert, something like that? Have you ever gone home with a woman after a night on the town?”

  Daniel shook his head.

  Mandy offered him a little smile laced with pity. “How many times have you had sex?”

  He shrugged. “Fifteen, twenty times maybe. Something like that.”

  “Let me guess,” Mandy said. “All with the same girl?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Your girlfriend, I assume?”

  “My ex-girlfriend,” Daniel said.

  “Gotcha,” Mandy said. “And what kind of sex are we talking about here?”

  “Just the basics,” he said.

  “What does that mean to you exactly? I’m guessing your idea of the basics is far different from mine.”

  Daniel shrugged again. “I don’t know. Missionary, mostly,” he said, his tone reflecting his discomfort at talking openly about his sex life, or lack thereof.

  “What about blow jobs?” Mandy asked.

  “Not really,” he said, blushing just a hair. “Once or twice, and only for a short time. Thirty seconds each, maybe.”

  “Did you give you hand jobs? Jerk you off?”

  “Sometimes,” Daniel said.

  “Did you ever give her anal sex?”

  His face turned bright red from embarrassment. “No. She said didn’t like it.”

  “What about your fingers?” Mandy asked. “Did you ever use them on her? Play with her pussy, rub her clit, anything like that?”

  “A few times,” he said. “Just to get her warmed up.”

  Mandy laughed under her breath and shook her head.

  “What?” Daniel said.

  “Nothing,” she replied. “I just feel bad for you, that’s all.”

  “Why?”

  “Because your girlfriend was such a prude,” Mandy said. “Okay, so a few more questions and then we can get started.”

  “Okay,” Daniel said.

  “What about porn?” she asked.

  “Wh
at about it?”

  “Do you ever watch it?”

  Daniel shrugged. “Occasionally,” he said, his embarrassment growing even further. He looked down at the floor, unable to meet her eyes.

  “Hardcore stuff?” Mandy asked.

  His eyes flashed up in annoyance. “What difference does it make?”

  “I’m just trying to get a feel for how much you know, what you’re aware of, so I don’t make you uncomfortable,” she said. “I want you to have a good time, you know. That’s kind of my job description.”

  “Assume I don’t know anything at all,” he said. “Because I feel like I don’t.”

  “Fair enough,” Mandy said. She took a couple steps towards Daniel until she was standing right in front of him, their bodies practically touching. “So here’s what we’ll do. Imagine that ten minutes ago, we were at a bar. You were standing there, having a drink, when I came up to you.”

  Her voice changed, grew infinitely more sexy, soft and throaty. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear: “You’re fucking gorgeous. I’d love to take you back to my hotel room and ravish you.”

  Daniel took a deep breath. He tried to swallow but his throat was suddenly dry. He knew Mandy was just playing a role, but she was so convincing that it didn’t matter. Even though he knew better, on some level he thought her words actually reflected her feelings.

  “Just follow my lead,” Mandy said, still whispering seductively, her tone dripping need and desire. “I’ll take care of you, big boy. I’ll take you places you’ve never been before.”

  “Okay,” Daniel managed to squeak out, his entire body tingling with excitement as she took his hand and led him to the couch.

  Once they reached the couch, Mandy turned Daniel around so his back was towards it, then give him a little push, dropping him onto the cushions. She spread his legs apart, stepped in between them, and pulled her dress over her head, revealing her huge, natural breasts in all their glory. The only thing left on her body was her black g-string and 3-inch fuck-me pumps.

  Daniel took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm himself. His cock was hard just from looking at her. It was pressing up against his jeans painfully.

  Looking down at him, her face deadly serious, Mandy grab ahold of her tits and started groping herself, rubbing her nipples and squeezing them to get them hard. She cupped her hand beneath one of her tits and brought it up towards her mouth and started sucking on the nipple.

  “Do you like these tits?” Mandy said.

  Daniel nodded. There was no way he could talk right now.

  “Do you want to taste them?”

  Daniel nodded again.

  Mandy climbed onto the couch, straddling Daniel’s groin. He sucked in his breath quickly and bit down on his bottom lip. Just the pressure of her ass on his dick was almost enough to make him cum.

  “A little bit jumpy, huh?” Mandy said.

  “Yeah,” Daniel said softly, barely more than a whisper.

  “That’s okay. When you’re ready to cum just let it go. It doesn’t matter how soon.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Positive,” Mandy said. “There’s nothing wrong with expending one bullet early. In fact, it’s a good thing.”

  “How can that possibly be a good thing?” Daniel asked.

  “Because it takes a lot of pressure off,” she replied. “Which makes it easier to last longer the second time around.”

  “There’s going to be a second time?”

  “There’s going to be as many as you can handle,” Mandy said. “You paid for a full hour and that’s what you’re going to get. You can cum as many times as you want.”

  “Really?” Daniel said.

  “Really,” she said. “Now let’s get on with it. We’re wasting time here.”

  Mandy leaned forward and stuck her tits in Daniel’s face. She shook her chest from side to side, bouncing her tits off his head a few times before guiding one of her nipples into his mouth.

  Daniel sucked on Mandy’s hard nipple like a baby while she slowly moved her ass back and forth, grinding on his cock, which was still trapped beneath his jeans but pressing hard against the denim.

  Mandy switched things up, giving Daniel her other nipple and grinding on his cock more forcefully. His breath rate increased immediately, as did the force in which he went after Mandy’s nipple.

  Despite Mandy telling him not to worry about how long he lasted before cumming, Daniel was holding on as best he could. He was just too used to being done after his first orgasm.

  But Mandy was having none of it. She could sense how far along Daniel was and was determined to finish him off. She pulled her nipple from between his lips, then leaned in and stuck her tongue in his mouth and started to explore.

  As Daniel returned her kiss, Mandy started riding his cock, moving her ass forward and back against it and bouncing up and down on it. His hands slipped down and grabbed her ass cheeks and held on for dear life as she rode him harder and harder, bringing him right to the point of explosion.

  A soft gasping sound escape from Daniel’s mouth and his body tensed up for just a moment then released, sending his sperm shooting out of his cock and creating a big wet spot on his jeans. His ejaculation was followed by an immediate sense of disappointment, which was plain on his face.

  “What’s the matter?” Mandy asked. She was still sitting on his lap but had stopped grinding on him after he came.

  Daniel shrugged. “I just feel, I don’t know, lame. Embarrassed.”

  “For what? Cumming so quickly?”

  He nodded sheepishly.

  “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Mandy said. “You did exactly what I told you to.”

  “I know,” Daniel said. “But still, it just doesn’t feel right. I don’t know if I’ll be able to even get it up again.”

  “Don’t worry, that part won’t be a problem at all.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Trust me,” Mandy said. “I know what I’m doing.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Mandy leaned in and gave Daniel a little kiss on the cheek then climbed off of him and dropped down to her knees on the floor, her body between his legs. She undid his belt, his top button, and his zipper, then pulled his jeans off, followed by his boxers.

  Daniel’s cock was no longer hard but it was still chubby. Mandy grabbed a hold of it and slapped it against her cheek a couple of times then took it in her mouth.

  Daniel let out a shocked little gasp. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting to happen next but he knew it wasn’t that. Much to his surprise he could feel his cock already growing harder as Mandy blew him.

  Mandy worked his cock gently at first, sucking on the head while slowly working his shaft with her hand, staring up at him, her eyes locked on his entire time. As Daniel’s cock got harder and harder, she gradually worked her lips further and further down his shaft until she was taking it halfway every time, her hand no longer in the mix.

  Once Daniel’s cock was back to the point it had been before cumming the first time—rock-hard and sticking straight up—Mandy started mixing things up. She pulled her mouth off his cock and ran her tongue along the underside of it, licking it from his balls to the tip, maintaining eye contact all the while.

  “See?” Mandy said, smiling up at him. “I told you getting hard again wouldn’t be a problem.”

  “You were right,” Daniel said.

  “I always am,” she said before going back to work on his cock, this time going after it with more intensity.

  As Daniel looked on with amazement, Mandy took his whole cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in fast, rhythmic pumps while her hand massaged his balls.

  After blowing Daniel without pause for half a minute, Mandy dropped her head down one last time, but instead of pulling back up she held it there, deepthroating him with ease.

  She held his cock in her throat for at least 10 seconds before pulling her head back and letti
ng it slide out of her mouth.

  “Holy shit,” Daniel said, laughing under his breath.

  “You liked that, did you?”

  “I fucking loved it.”

  “Then you’re going to love this too,” she said.

  Mandy sat a little bit higher up, so her tits were practically touching Daniel’s cock. She gathered up some saliva and spit it on his cock and worked it in with her hand, getting it all nice and slippery. Then she leaned forward and stuck his cock between her tits, squeezing them tight.

  “Oh my God,” Daniel moaned as she started bouncing on his cock. “That feels so fucking good.”

  “I told you you’d like it,” Mandy said, smiling up at him.

  “And you were right again,” he said.

  “Of course I was,” she said.

  Mandy titty-fucked him like she’d done it hundreds of times—which she undoubtedly had—constantly letting saliva drip from her mouth, keeping things slick enough that his cock glided perfectly along her skin.

  Squeezing her tits tighter together, Mandy bounced up and down with more and more speed, the bottom of her tits smacking the top of his legs with a fleshy sound at the tail end of every thrust.

  Daniel watched, mesmerized as the tip of his cock poked out from behind her tits, practically touching the bottom of her chin, only to disappear again a half second later as she continued titty-fucking him.

  Daniel was shocked to feel another feel another orgasm coming on. He never even come twice in one day before, let alone within minutes of each other. He still had a little ways to go, but it wouldn’t be long at all before he got there.

  As if able to read his mind, Mandy released his cock from between her tits. But instead of giving him a chance to gather himself, she immediately popped the head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking on it while her hand worked his shaft.

  It wasn’t long before she was taking his cock halfway down, her head bouncing up and down more quickly while her hand released the shaft of his cock and wandered down to play with his balls.

  Looking up at Daniel the whole time, Mandy went after his cock with more urgency, making his cock completely disappear with every pump, her hair flying everywhere while wet, gagging sound escaped from her throat and her fingers gently caressed his balls.