An Extremely Kinky Affair (3 page)

Shivering with excitement at the words
coming out of Brandi’s mouth, Tyler grabs the backs of her legs and
pushes them towards her until her knees are alongside her head,
folding her in half and lifting her butt up off the couch.

He climbs to his feet and puts one knee on
the couch to give himself more leverage and slides his cock into
her pussy and proceeds to pound her while holding her legs in place
up near her head.

“
Holy fuck,” she cries as
he slams his cock into her, their bodies bouncing off each other in
a mass of frenzied flesh. “That feels so fucking good.”

His balls are slapping up against her
backside as his hips grind into hers at the bottom of every
push.

“
Pound me,” she says,
staring right at him. Her voice is lower than before, guttural,
animalistic. “Fucking pound my pussy with your cock.”

Every word she utters just increases his
intensity. Pretty soon he’s fucking her with the entire length of
his cock in fast, aggressive pumps, trying to break her in half
with every thrust.

By now Brandi’s mouth is open and her words
have turned into inarticulate cries. Her head is shaking from side
to side and her eyes are wide and her body is quivering and shaking
and sweating and beautiful.

Tyler releases one of her legs and shoves
his fingers in her mouth, gripping her jaw tightly while he fucks
her.

She sucks on his fingers while her hands
play with her tits, slapping and groping them hard enough to leave
marks.

He pulls his hand from her mouth and wraps
it around her throat.

“
You like that?” he says.
“You like getting choked while I fuck you?”

She nods, her eyes wide, her face red.

Brandi’s pussy is more inviting than it’s
been all night; it’s as though something inside her has opened up
and is trying to engulf his cock. Tyler feels like he can fit his
whole body into her. And the feeling gets him wound up to a point
he’s never before experienced. He completely lets go of all his
inhibitions and totally opens up on her, slamming into her with an
intensity he’s never before reached, hammering his body into
hers.

Brandi’s eyes start to roll up in her
sockets and Tyler suddenly realizes he’s been choking her with the
same intensity as he’s been fucking her.

He lets go of her throat.

Brandi gasps for breath and makes
animalistic sounds beneath him. Her face is flushed and her eyes
are wide and full of need and lust and looking directly at him.

They stare at each other while their bodies
move against each other, their eyes locked as though they are the
only two things in the world.

And then, just like, Tyler is ready to
cum.

He scrambles up towards her, his legs
outside of hers, keeping them pinned up near her head, and sticks
his cock in her mouth. He pumps her mouth a couple of times and
then pulls it out and jerks himself to completion, spraying her
face and open mouth with his sperm.

It’s the biggest load he’s ever shot by far,
leaving her face a gooey white mess of cum. Brandi swallows down
what made it into her mouth and uses her finger to clean off the
rest of her face and sticks that in her mouth and swallows it
too.

Laughing under his breath and shaking his
head, Tyler falls down onto the couch beside her.

“
You truly are a filthy
little slut, aren’t you?” he says.

“
I told you before,” she
says. “I’m the filthiest.”

“
You certainly are,” he
says, marveling at how easily she took everything he had to offer.
And from the looks of her, she could have taken a whole lot
more.

As if reading his mind, Brandi reaches over
and grabs ahold of Tyler’s cock, which is no longer hard but not
exactly soft yet either.

She starts jerking him off but his cock is
still too sensitive for any action. It needs a break. And so does
he.

He’s done. Not only physically, but mentally
as well. Whatever pent-up anger and frustration he’d had towards
his ex-wife was completely gone, just like that, all because he was
able to do whatever he wanted to some other random girl. It’s
amazing what a good fucking can do for one’s mental state of mind.
At least for the short term. He’s completely spent, in more ways
than one.

“
That’s it,” Tyler says,
gently grabbing her arm to stop her from jerking him off any more.
“I’ve got nothing left.”

Smiling as if in victory, Brandi shrugs and
releases her hold on his cock.

“
Are you sure there isn’t
anything else you want to do to me?” she says. “You still have a
few minutes on the clock.”

“
There’s a whole lot more
things I want to do to you,” he says. “I just can’t do any of them
tonight. At least not within the next few minutes.”

She laughs. “I could put on a show for you.
Do a little dance. Play with myself some more. Whatever you
want.”

“
I think you’ve done more
than enough for me tonight,” he says. “Putting up with all my crazy
demands.”

“
It was my pleasure,” she
says. “Besides, this was nothing compared to some of the shit other
guys put me through.”

“
Really? Like
what?”

She waves her hand dismissively. “You don’t
want to know.”

“
Actually I do,” he says.
“Consider it my last demand while I’m still on the clock. Tell me
the truth for the next few minutes.”

Brandi laughs. “If you insist. It’s your
money.”

“
So tell me about what
these other guys do to you.”

“
Oh you know. Facesitting,
heavy bondage, toilet dunking, bodily wastes. Pretty much anything
you can think of. And quite a bit of stuff you probably
couldn’t.”

“
And you enjoy it
all?”

“
I wouldn’t go that far,”
she says. “Some of it I don’t particularly enjoy. Not that I mind
doing them, but not everything is on my list of things I’d choose
to do if it were up to me.”

“
Is it ever up to
you?”

“
Sure,” she says. “There
are plenty of guys that want me to take control. Some of them have
some pretty detailed lists of what they want me to do to them.
Including some of the stuff I mentioned before.”

“
People actually pay you
to do those things
to
them?”

“
Absolutely,” she says
with a smile.

Tyler laughs and shakes his head in
disbelief. “You really love your line of work, don’t you?”

“
More than anything in the
world.”

“
I can tell,” he says. “So
you’re not just a submissive, huh?”

“
Nope,” she says. “I do it
all. No request is too dirty, too shameful, too disgusting. I’ll do
whatever you want, as long as I know ahead of time what it is so I
can be prepared.”

“
So if I called you up
again and said I wanted to stick my cock in your asshole you’d have
no problem with that?”

“
Not at all,” Brandi says.
“Of course, it’ll cost you a little extra, but I’d be happy to let
you fuck me in the ass.”

“
What about other
women?”

“
I do that too,” she says.
“Like I said before, anything you can think of. As long as I know
what to be ready for, of course.”

“
So you wouldn’t mind if I
gave you another call some time?”

“
I’m already looking
forward to it,” she says, patting him on the leg and climbing up
off the couch. “And on that note, our time here is up. Thanks for
being such a gentleman.”

“
And you such a
professional,” he says as she picks her dress up off the floor and
slips it over her body, hiding it for good on this
night.

“
That’s what I pride
myself on.” Brandi slides her sandals on and grabs her
purse.

He lifts himself off the couch and walks
over to the door and opens it for her.

“
Thanks, hon,” she says,
walking towards him.

“
My pleasure,” he
says.

She stops to give him a quick peck on the
cheek. “Until next time,” she says over her shoulder as she walks
out the door and disappears around the corner.

“
Which is going to be
sooner than it should be,” he says under his breath.

Tyler closes the door behind him and gets
back to the real world, already missing Brandi. He has a feeling
this is the start of an expensive habit. But he also has a feeling
that it will all be worth it.

He’s right on both counts.

#####

DAY 2 :
ANAL

Tyler was pacing around the hotel room,
anxiously awaiting Brandi’s arrival, feeling a high-school kid
getting ready for his first date. Only he was a 35-year old man,
not a teenager, and he wasn’t picking up his girlfriend for dinner
and a movie, he was waiting for an escort to arrive at his hotel
room so they could partake in an hour-long session of perverted,
deviant sex.

To say that he wasn’t planning on this turn
of events would be an insult to understatements. When he first
called Brandi a few months back, it was supposed to be a one-time
thing, a way to take out the frustrations caused by his greedy
ex-wife and her blood-sucking lawyers on another girl without
having to worry about the consequences. And for the first session,
that’s all Brandi was. A stand-in for his wife, someone he could
degrade and punish in effigy. And punish her he did, doing things
to her he’d never done to anyone before.

But he had so much fun that first session
that he just had to call her for another one. And another after
that. And then another. Until it had become a regular thing.

And as the sessions continued, they began to
take on a different tone. Tyler started seeing Brandi as a person
instead of just a stand-in for his ex. Not someone he wanted a
relationship with (at least, not a traditional one) but someone
that he enjoyed seeing.

They still had nasty,
dirty, rough, aggressive, deviant sex, but it was no longer rooted
in hate. It was rooted in pleasure. Pure, unadulterated pleasure.
For both of them. (All right, so maybe she was just faking her
enjoyment—after all, she
was
getting paid—but Tyler didn’t think so. He was
convinced that she truly did enjoy fucking. Not just him, of
course, but anyone. Brandi just flat out loved to fuck.)

Tyler came to think of his time with Brandi
as an opportunity to experiment with all the sexual fantasies he’d
held inside over the years. Something about the non-emotionality
involved with paying an escort allowed him to get past the weird
discomfort that had always dogged him when it came to getting
freaky in the bedroom, and this, combined with Brandi’s willingness
to do literally anything, had freed him up to explore every single
dirty, nasty, perverted thought that had ever entered his head.
(And even a couple that, until Brandi brought them up, hadn’t.)

So, in a way, he
had
reverted back to his
high-school days, when everything seemed new and different and
special. That he’d feel that way with someone he paid money to fuck
was ironic, to say the least, but he figured it was better than
nothing.

A whole lot better.

#

There’s a knock on the door. Tyler forces
himself to take a deep breath, then heads over and opens it.

Brandi is standing there, looking as sexy as
ever, with her thin, athletic, lithe body and cute, girlish face.
She’s wearing a tiny bright orange dress that barely covers her
ass, making her already long legs seem like they go on forever.
She’s smiling, as always. And it’s genuine, as always.

She gives him a little peck on the cheek and
walks past him, dropping her purse down on the end table, near the
couch. When she turns back he’s already right on top of her.

He wraps his arm around her, hands on her
ass, and starts kissing her. They make out for a few seconds before
she pulls back, eyeing him curiously.

“
My, we’re rearing to go
tonight, aren’t we?” she says playfully, pushing her body up
against his rock-hard cock.

“
What can I say? I’ve been
looking forward to this since the moment you walked out the door
last time.”

“
I have too,” Brandi
says.

He laughs. “You liar.”

She gives him a look like she’s trying to
get out of getting caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

“
You know what happens to
liars,” Tyler says, flashing her an evil grin.

“
Of course I know,” she
replies. “They get punished.”

“
No,” he says. “They
get
severely
punished.”

“
Ooooh, even better,” she
says. “What kind of punishment is in store for tonight?”

“
You’ll just have to see,
won’t you?”

“
I can’t wait.”

Tyler pulls the top of Brandi’s dress down,
revealing her perfect, perky little tits. He attaches his mouth to
one of her nipples and sucks on it until it’s nice and hard.

“
This doesn’t seem like a
punishment to me,” she says. “It seems more like a
reward.”

“
I’m starting off slow,”
he says, pulling his mouth off her nipple with a pop. It’s grown to
the size of a pencil eraser. “I’m lulling you into a sense of
relaxation by pleasuring you. The punishment will come
later.”