Free Big Book of Smut by Gia Blue

use my legs around his waist to pull him against me. Harder and harder with every thrust. His pelvis is hitting me at just the right spot, making my clit sing in response. “Give it to me. Harder. Want it.”
    “Take that cock. Little slut. Getting fucked with this fat dick.” His grip is hurting me, but it doesn’t compare to the pleasure I’m feeling. He’s breathing heavy, the slap, slap, slap of our bodies going on and on.
    My pussy is on fire. Good and bad and somewhere in between, clit a happy little camper and I know I’m screaming, or talking, fuck, I might not even be speaking English, but it all feels so good.
    “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...”
    “Naughty whore. Stuff you with that cock.”
    “Give it to me. Harder. Do it.”
    He simply growls in response, picks up his pace, balls slapping against my ass and pleasure is gathering through me. My whole damn body is like an electrical outlet, powered and ready to go, ready to fucking explode. “Mr. Walker, feels so good, love this dick. Fuck me with that fat cock. Stuff me with it.”
    “Yeah, yeah, yeah...” His face is a mottled red, sweat covering his brow while he pistons in and out of my pussy. “Fucking going to come in this cunt.”
    A shudder takes over my whole body, dancing through me from head to toe and I can’t hold back my moan of pleasure, the waves of ecstasy that follows just behind the movements. “Want your come in my pussy.”
    Cause I do, want him to paint me inside out, fill me to overflowing with his load. Just the idea has me on edge, cunt milking his cock, rhythmically clenching around his dick, over and over again, more and more. The pleasure is growing along my spine, slithering through me like a snake until I’m a big ball of ecstasy that’s growing larger and larger.
    “Gonna...”
    “Fuck yeah, come on this dick, slut.”
    I reach up and pinch my nipples, back bowed, mouth hanging open as I run toward the edge and then...leap, orgasm crashing over me in wave after wave of sensation. Muscles I didn’t know I had are spasming, tightening in rhythm, squeezing bit after bit of pleasure from my body. I’m screaming, I’m yelling, I’m coming harder and harder, longer and longer and Mr. Walker keeps pistoning in and out of my pussy.
    Harder.
    And harder.
    And harder.
    “Fuck, Mr. Walker, come in my pussy. Fill my cunt.”
    He groans, gives me more, more, more and then the thrusts become jerky. Once, twice, three times and he pushes deep, my name on his lips as his cock seems to grow larger inside me. It flexes and then spurt after spurt of his cum fills me, pumping into my still spasming cunt.
    “Fuck, yeah. Fucking,” he rocks against me, as if trying to get deeper, “perfect cunt.”
    I moan and lay limp, exhausted and more than sated.
    He thrusts against me once more, his own body jerking and twitching along with mine, before he finally slumps forward, head against my shoulder.
    I stroke his back and find that sweat is coating his skin. “You okay Mr. Walker?” I mean, he is as old as my Dad.
    He just chuckles and I shiver, his cock still making my pussy tingle and I can feel some of his cum seeping from my cunt. “More than okay. Fan-fucking-tastic. You have the most perfect pussy. Those guys at college better take care of it.”
    I think about it for a moment. He really is an amazing fuck. “Well, if they don’t, maybe you can come and visit.”
    After all, it’s Fell Utilitarian College, if they didn’t want us to fuck, the acronym wouldn’t be F.U.C.
    About the Author
    Gia Blue writes smut because she’s been cursed with an unbelievably dirty mind. Every erotic thought has her putting pen to paper, and then releasing the stories to all of the naughty people in the world to enjoy. A self-proclaimed whore and nympho, she’s now an ex-stripper turned smut writer, ever since she traded in her pole for a Mac. She’s embarked on an important mission to convert everyone who reads her books into jolly,