Megan Rose - Perverted Naughty Sluts - 16 Filthy Tales

She sucks me off until the last possible moment, then pulls her lips from my cock just as I start to cum. She continues to jerk me off as I cum in spasms, the milky white liquid streaming from my cock in short bursts, splashing the mirror, covering her reflection.

She continues stroking my cock until I’m completely dry, then in classic escort fashion, climbs up, picks up her panties and dress from the floor, slips into them, grabs the money I’ve left sitting on the table, waves goodbye, and walks out the door.

Laughing, I head to the bathroom to grab a towel and clean up the mess I’ve left on the mirror. I’ve got no hard feelings. None whatsoever.

I know better than anyone that you get what you pay for. And that’s what I got. Hot, dirty, nasty anal sex with a whore who liked it in the ass. Nothing more, nothing less. Just like I wanted.

Until next time…

We had just passed State Line when the Viagra began to take hold.

“Shit,” I said. “I almost timed it perfectly.”

“What’s that?” Nikki said, looking over at me.

I shot my eyes down towards the bulge in my groin.

“Oh,” she said with a nasty little smile. “Don’t worry, we can take care of that.”

Before I could protest she had undone her seatbelt and was leaning over the center console. She undid my zipper and negotiated my cock out of my pants with practiced ease.

“I still don’t understand why you took that stuff,” she said as she stroked my rock-hard cock. “It’s not like you have trouble getting it up.”

“Well, I figure we only have 24 hours in Vegas and I mean to make every single one of them count.”

“Ahhh, Johnny,” she said only half-mockingly. “You’re such a romantic.”

And with that, she dropped her head and took the tip of my cock in her mouth.

“Not half as romantic as you are,” I mumbled while trying desperately to keep my attention on the road ahead. Luckily it was already past midnight on a Wednesday, so there were only a couple other cars around.

Nikki took my cock deeper in her throat, held it there for a couple seconds, gagged once, then popped it out. It was only then that I realized I was pushing 95 and straddling two lanes. I swerved back into the fast lane and let my foot off the accelerator.

“Jesus,” I said. “Are you trying to kill us?”

Laughing, she spit on my cock and started jerking it with one hand while the other ran up and down my chest. “No,” she said, looking up at me with her big brown eyes. “I’m just trying to get you to pull over so you can put that monster of yours to good use.”

“Well shit, why didn’t you say so?”

“I thought I just did,” she said before going right back to work on my cock.

I swerved across two lanes of traffic to make the next off-ramp, crossed under the freeway, and came to a stop just off the access road.

I’d barely turned the engine off and already Nikki was scrambling on top of me, straddling me in the driver’s seat, her sundress the perfect outfit for what she had in mind. She slipped one of her perfect little tits out of the top of her dress and leaned forward and stuck it in my face. I took the nipple in my mouth and started sucking on it. I bit down, eliciting a gasp from her. She wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me in closer to her chest. I reached down and slid her g-string to the side and started rubbing her clit to get her warmed up. It was totally unnecessary, as she was already soaking wet, but still I continued to rub, getting her even more wound up.

“Enough,” Nikki said. “I need you inside me.”

She reached down and took my cock in her hand then sat down on it, her pussy engulfing it with just a hint of resistance. She immediately started bouncing on it, her hips slamming down into me roughly. I reached under her dress and grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart, which only served to fuel her frenzy even further. She put her hands on my chest and closed her eyes and went to work, lost in herself, groaning in time with her downward thrusts. Her long brown hair was thrown to the side and covering half of her face and she was biting down on her bottom lip. Her slender neck was stretched taut and a little rivulet of sweat was trickling down towards her single exposed breast. Watching Nikki work her body onto mine brought me to the point of exploding but I knew she was right there too, so I held off until she got off.

A few seconds later and she was there. She dropped her hips down onto my cock one last time and held them there.

“Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” she screamed as her body quivered in orgasm. The insides of her pussy squeezed my cock, triggering my own release, which I shot inside her with a couple final thrusts of my own.

She leaned forward and gave me a little kiss, then slipped my cock out of her pussy. She slid her panties back into place and crawled over to the passenger’s seat while I stuffed my cock back into my pants. I still had a hard on but it wasn’t nearly as urgent as before.

“Not a bad way to start the trip,” I said as we made our way back to the freeway.

“Just think of what we can do with a whole suite at our disposal,” she said. “Not to mention after we’ve had a few drinks to loosen ourselves up.”

I smiled and looked over at her. She was positively beaming in anticipation. Laughing, I turned my eyes back to the road. It was going to be a crazy trip.

Nikki and I had been good friends from elementary school all the way through high school but had gone our separate ways after graduation, both going to different colleges and eventually getting into a couple of horrible marriages. Mine had ended in an arrest and near prison time for assaulting the dude my wife was fucking behind my back. Nikki’s had ended with her stripping and then spending a few months shooting some amateur porn shortly after she’d found her husband blowing another man in his office.

Running into each other had been pure luck. Both of us were back in our hometown visiting our parents for a couple of days when we literally bumped into each other at one of the local bars one night. It was like getting hit with in the gut with a sledgehammer. We immediately broke off from the groups we’d come with and got ourselves a table and started talking.

By midnight, we were both wasted and wondering how we’d allowed ourselves to drift apart after graduation. By 2AM we were in a hotel room fucking our brains out. Less than a week later we were living together. That was nine months ago and we haven’t looked back since. Not so much as an argument between us.

Now I know what you’re thinking right now. Yeah right, you’re so full of shit. Every couple argues.

Well, not us. Not a single time. I know it sounds crazy but hey, what can I say? It is what it is. Don’t believe me? Doesn’t matter to me. Believe whatever you want. I only know what I know, and I know that we haven’t been in a single argument since we hooked up this second time.

And the sex? Wow. The great thing about her short time in porn was that it had completely obliterated her inhibitions. And she was working on breaking down mine. Which meant that we did shit on a regular basis that most couples only dream about. Personally, I think our incredible sex life had a huge impact on the health of our relationship. Regular, perverted sex combined with plenty of money and no kids leads to a pretty stress-free life. And without stress, who needs to argue?

Our suite at the Rio was ridiculous. We knew we were in for a treat when we needed to insert our key card into a slot on the elevator just to get to the right floor. But once we opened the door to the room we were blown away.