Kinky Callie: Five Hardcore Explicit Erotica Stories (4 page)

He nodded, “Yes?”

“For God’s sake get us drinks.”

He smiled, and she wondered if the smile was really all that arrogant or maybe just a bit cocky.
Cock…cocky… Oh, you’re too funny, Jamie. Just brill. Dead brill.
She was too weak to giggle, but that was okay.

Blackma
iling His Way Into My Backdoor

A Barely Legal First Anal Sex Erotica Story

by Callie Amaranth

all rights reserved copyright 201
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Hot Days and Scorching Nights Erotica

Midterms. That was the one word that could, and did, strike fear into the heart of every college student but for me it had always been so much worse. I never wasted my time studying, between coordinating and running my sorority house, making appearances at parties, and dating I just didn’t have time for it! I was an extremely busy woman and when you have people who would do your assignments for you why should you do them yourselves? That reasoning always worked perfect for me until it was time for midterms, how was I supposed to take an exam on material that I’d never even glanced at? The answer was simple really; I’d have one of the many boys that followed me around like a puppy on a string simply give me the answers.

It was Wednesday and I only had one exam scheduled. It was my lit class, a dreadfully boring course that I wasted my time in once a week, listening to my professor go on and on about Shakespearean writers when he looked like he was old enough to simply be recounting memories from his childhood. I’d always spend my time on my laptop or phone, planning what to do after I finished classes and surfing the web just to pass the time. Today though I sat in my chair, stared down at my midterm and pretended like I wasn’t copying the answers word-for-word off a sheet of paper hidden underneath the exam and constantly glanced around to make sure none of my fellow students or, even worse, my professor saw what I was doing.

After a grueling hour of copying I was finally finished, though I knew better than to just get up turn my test in. No that would be too conspicuous; my professor would certainly question how I had finished so early. So I decided to just bide my time, sit at my table and scribble little sketches on the back of my exam. After I counted seven students had turned in their exam I got up, placed the sheet with all of my prewritten answers in my jacket pocket, and casually walked over and placed my exam on my teacher’s desk. After that I was free to do as I pleased.

Since it was Wednesday and most of my peers would be in studying for midterms I had decided to content myself with a night of leisurely wasting time in my room. I was sitting at my computer when my Iphone started to buzz insistently on my desk, nearly vibrating its way over the edge to the floor. I grabbed it to prevent that disaster and checked my messages. I had a new picture message and I nearly dropped my phone myself when I saw what the picture was. My cheat sheet, the little note at the top my friend had written telling me how much he enjoyed our date last week clearly showing. I silently cursed Rick for including my name; there was only one Anastasia in my particular lit class that semester which made it obvious this letter was for me. After a full five minutes of studying the picture I finally scrolled down, reading the attached message. “Come to the Rock Hall apartments, apartment 6B. Be here by eight unless you want this to turn up in your professor’s mailbox tomorrow morning.” The number was an unfamiliar one so I had no clue as to who this was. I didn’t really have an option though, I couldn’t let my professor find out I’d cheated on his exam. I’d be expelled.

Anger boiled inside me as I got ready, brushing my thick, black hair up into a ponytail and touching up my makeup, I decided against changing my clothes, keeping the skirt and simple white button-up I had on. I headed out into the night, surprised by house warm it was for an early March night. Rock Hall was only about a block away so after a short five minute walk I was there, walking down a hallway and peering at the numbers next to the doors. I finally came to a stop at the very end of the hall, facing a door that had no distinguishing features besides the brass six and B that hung on it.

I knocked hesitantly, nerves bubbling up in my stomach at what I was doing. I have no idea who would be waiting behind this door or what they’d ask in return for keeping my secret. I waited no longer than thirty seconds and when the door opened there are no words to describe the surprise that flew through me at the sight of the man standing before me.

Six-foot-four, sandy blonde hair, blazing green eyes, and muscles that came from working on cars all day made Troy an exceptionally attractive guy. Add in tattoos, a “bad boy” attitude, and a few assorted piercings and you had the brood male that most women fantasized about. But to me I saw nothing but an annoying ex-boyfriend who had followed me off to college and was now the bane of my existence.

“Anastasia, glad you could make it. Come on in, I’m sure you want to get off your feet after walking over here in those heels.” His eyes were obviously on the four inch stilettos I’d thrown on for the travel. His casual demeanor grated on my nerves as I walked past him into his room, wondering what made him move from his last apartment.

I glanced around as I entered, taking in the ordinary couch, bed, desk, and chair that occupied the room. I turned around in front of the couch to face him, hands on my hips and a look of utter annoyance on my face. “Okay Troy, I know you want something now what is it?” I decided not to even ask where he’d gotten the paper,
it had obviously fallen out of my pocket and I’d just had the bad luck of him being the one to pick it up.

His laughter drove my anger up another notch, sending my insides boiling. “Come on now Ana, don’t you want to catch up with an old friend?”

“No.” I didn’t plan on wasting words or time with him; I just wanted to get this over with.

He shrugged, “Fine, I only want one thing. You. One night, anything I want, and I’ll let you personally shred that paper and delete the picture from my phone.”

My face twisted into a look of distaste. “Sex? That’s what you want?” His nod confirmed and I turned away from him, studying the wall as I considered his proposal. Just one night, and it was sex, it wasn’t like it would be unpleasant or something I hadn’t done before. When Troy and I had dated we’d fuck all the time.

I finally turned back to him, “Fine, I’ll stay with you one night-“

“Tonight.” He interrupted me and I rolled my eyes but consented.

“Fine, tonight. I’ll stay tonight and tomorrow you’ll give me back that paper and delete the photo you have of it.”

He grinned, “Deal.” He extended his hand towards me and I reached out, taking it for a handshake when he jerked my body up against him. Before I could react he had leaned down, covering my lips with his own, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. I really should have expected this, I knew Troy well enough to know he would never waste any time getting to what he wanted. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I had already decided that if I was going to have to endure this I might as well enjoy it. My arms came up to wrap themselves around his neck as I kissed him back, putting as much enthusiasm as I could muster into the kiss. If I gave him the best sex he’d ever had then maybe he’d fall asleep quickly and this horrible night could end for me. His hands travelled across my body, moving from my shoulders, down my waist, across my hips, around to grope my ass, and finally coming to a stop at the top of my thighs. Without giving me any warning his hands lifted, picking me up and causing me to wrap my legs around his hips, pressing my center firmly against his already throbbing erection. The contact made me moan, the friction created as he walked across his room turning me on almost as much as his mouth that had moved to kiss its way down my neck until he reached the base and started sucking.

Once we reached the bed he wasted no time, dropping me down and climbing on top of me, his mouth returning to its spot on my neck while his hands slipped under
my shirt, caressing my lower stomach and causing my muscles tense under his exploring fingers. He pushed the edge up, exposing my flat stomach to his mouth that had abandoned my neck to explore my stomach. Feather light kisses had me moaning, trying to decide whether I wanted his mouth to travel up and wrap around my hard, insistent nipples or south, and give my throbbing clit the attention it was begging for.

He made the decision for me, his mouth going up, unbuttoning my shirt swiftly as he went. Over my rips he delivered little nips that had arrows of sensation shooting to my clit, my body winding tighter and tighter as he continued. He finally undid the last button and roughly shoved my shirt open, exposing my bare breasts to him. “No bra? I’m starting to think you knew I was the one who texted you.” I didn’t respond, just wrapped my hands around his head and pulled his mouth down.

He willing came, wrapping his lips around my aching nipple and swirling his tongue around it, causing it to harden even further. I let out a loud moan and arched my body into his touch, closing my eyes and just letting the sensations rule me. His left hand was travelling down my body, pushing its way under the waistband of my skirt and into my panties and brush teasingly against my clit. My hips squirmed, trying to get his hand to where I wanted it but he just chuckled, keeping his fingers just right so my movements did nothing more than continue to cause his touch to just feather over the throbbing bundle of nerves. His licks at my breasts were becoming rougher, turning into sucks and nips that had me wanting even more.

He finally slipped his hand further down my slit until they found my opening. He gave me no warning before he plunged two fingers deep inside of me, tearing a moan that was almost a scream from my throat. I felt my inner muscles clamp around his fingers tightly, trying to pull them even further inside of me. My pussy was dripping wet, my entire body taunt with want and need. His thumb found its way to my clit, pushing against it at a rhythm his fingers set inside me. I was being driven higher and higher, but it was almost as if Troy was keeping me from cumming, my moans began to turn into whines and I shifted my hips, chasing the sensations his skilled hand was giving me, but it was like every time I was getting close, ready to fall over the edge in that climactic passion, Troy could tell and would shift his attention to bring me slightly back.

His mouth finally started travelling down, taking the same path it had taken up until he reached my hips. His hand that wasn’t at work under my skirt begun pulling it down until it simply slipped off, falling down my legs to the floor. He removed his hand from inside me and removed my panties, shifting himself so he knelt at the edge of the bed. He grasped my hips and pulled my body towards him, positioning me so that my legs fell over either of his shoulders and his face was level with my pussy. He didn’t change how he’d been all night, wasting no time in fastening his mouth around my clit and sucking strongly, his fingers burrowing back inside me.

My back arched and my moaning picked up a new, desperate tempo as I felt myself climbing yet again. “Troy, please.” I had reduced myself to begging. I couldn’t believe it; no man had ever driven me to that point before this moment.

Troy just chuckled once again, pulling just far enough away from my saturated flesh to speak. “Soon, Ana, but not yet.” He continued his torture, having my thrashing on his bed searching for release.

Suddenly I felt the thumb of his unused hand at my rear entrance, massaging a thick, cool gel against it. I yelped, my hips trying to move but his mouth and other hand kept me in place. “Anything I want; remember Ana? And I want to be the first man to fuck this tight little ass of yours.” His words caused me to pause, what could I really do? I’d agreed to let him to anything. Anal had always been a limit for me, I’d made it very clear during our relationship that I was against it but Troy had always pushed the issue, causing countless fights.

He took my pause as consent and his thumb begun exerting pressure, slipping into the tight, virgin ring of muscles. The moan that left me at the penetration surprised me; I couldn’t actually be enjoying this could I? But I was, the burning pleasure-pain of his thumb stretching my ass sent me over the edge, my hips jerking and my muscles tightening on the invading digits in my ass and pussy.

His thumb was thrusting now, moving at a steady pace inside me that was driving me wild, my hips thrashing as the orgasm came to an end. My breathing was ragged and erratic, each breath being expelled almost as soon as it was pulled into my lungs. Suddenly all stimulation was gone, leaving my body suddenly empty and wanting. Before I could open my eyes I heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor and a few seconds later the heavy pressure of the lubed up head of his cock was against my rear entrance, my legs pushed up so that they almost touched my chest. One of his hands was between my legs, thumb massaging my clit as he pushed into me. The pain was much more intense this time, his dick was so much
thicker than his thumb, but the pleasure was still intense, my body squirming as I felt his heavy heat slide inside me.

He let out a rough groan when his hips settled against him, his length buried in its entirety inside me. Giving me no time to properly adjust he started thrusting, starting a punishing rhythm that had my world shattering once again, my reality spinning off into an indescribable orgasm. The sound of flesh hitting flesh, our combined grunts and moans of pleasure, and the occasional sound of the boards of the bed creaking colored the room, the smell of sex adding a heavy aroma that made the atmosphere seem even more fitting to me. I didn’t know what to do as my body seemed to spiral out of control, I couldn’t tell where one orgasm ended and another started I just knew that it felt amazing and I loved it.