Slut Boy: Backdoor Blues

Sweet Teen Dream-1

Sweet Teen Dream

My new girlfriend is absolutely fabulous! At eighteen she’s four years younger than I. But, despite this, Nicole is much more experienced than I – and absolutely ravenous about s*x. Yet not only is she a raving nymphomaniac, but she’s also dynamite drop-dead gorgeous. To look at her you wouldn’t think such an impossibly petite body could contain such an enormous blaze of kinky rage.

She says she’s five feet tall and a hundred pounds. But that might be stretching it a bit. In any case, her hair is the biggest thing about her: a thick flood of honey, laced with striking golden highlights. Impossibly silky and lustrous, this hangs straight and heavy to the small of her back. Framed within it, her face is youthfully full with a fetchingly innocent yet unsettlingly fey cast. Her large dark eyes are direct and compelling and her full red lips most sensuously bowed.

Lightly tanned all over, her tiny body is beautifully curved everywhere: all grace and symmetry with small, but unbelievably protuberant, breasts. So high-set and upthrust are these, so firm and natural and buddingly young that it’s like nibbling ambrosia to suckle on them. Yet if these ripe rounds are the fruit of holy Aphrodite, Nicole’s hips and ass are Apollo’s lyre: divine music made manifest in flesh. Her body’s lines are simply sublime, clean and elegant and downright mystically inspiring. Spare and lean and yet soft and rounded; firm and hard yet limber and elastic in all the right places… Damn, can you tell how madly in love I am with her?

The point is, she uses this incredible body to devastating effect. They say petite women are more mobile in bed, and brother, they ain’t lyin’. Nicole actually refuses to have s*x in the missionary position. No matter how many times she f***s me (sometimes half a dozen in one day), whether she uses her impossibly tight p***y or her even tighter ass, she insists on being the partner in charge. No other hips can even come close to matching the rhythm hers can set, and so she’s never satisfied unless she’s the one on top, setting the pace and doing all the work. I’ve been limited to sitting or lying submissively beneath her, bracing my hips and ogling her t**s while she humps and pumps and screams and thrashes and violently has her way with me.

Not that that’s any hardship. Besides the sheer excitement of this insane assault, the fact is that I’ve never ever had a girlfriend even close to as attractive as Nicole. I probably never will again. This gives her an instinctive authority over me.

She could leave me tomorrow, and I would mourn her loss forever – and we both know it. Any interaction between us at all honors me beyond my worth. Therefore I owe her my every obedience, especially in bed. If she wants to heavily dose me with Viagra, take Ecstasy and who knows what else herself and then manically ride me all night long…well, then I must be the luckiest son of a b***h in the world.

Wait a minute… Holy s**t, here she comes! And it’s only ! She just f****d my brains out for lunch, and here she is coming back to start right in on me again already! I’d better hurry to let her in…

“Hello lover!” Nicole purrs salaciously as she flies into my arms. Her handbag bounces against my back as I catch and embrace her. Somehow I kick the door shut, and stagger back toward the big futon that dominates my little studio apartment.

Meanwhile Nichole has fastened herself to my face. Locked at the lips, our tongues slithering and dueling wildly, we soul kiss until we’re out of breath. Then as we gasp and break apart at last, the back of my knees hit the futon. I collapse back onto it with hot, young Nicole right on top of me.

Immediately she casts her bag down and begins tearing at my clothes. Roughly she strips me, and then doffs her own duds until we’re both totally naked. Then, as I lie there panting and erect and trying to prepare myself for another long night of being used like some kind of erotic exercise machine, she reaches back into her purse.

Out come a handful of pills. She pushes a few of the familiar little blue ones into my mouth; then takes her own illegal concoction. Last comes a thick joint of high-grade weed. Nicole lights it up, hits it hard a few times, and then passes it over as she settles in next to me. We smoke, and caress; let the anticipation grow and the pills kick in. Then Nicole gives a shiver of suspense and starts us off slow.

“All right, lover-boy. While our buzz grows, I want you to worship me from head to toe.”

This is a little game of ours where I use only my mouth to service her entire body. As soon as Nicole stretches languorously out on a pile of pillows I eagerly begin. As directed I start at her forehead: kissing her brow and eyelids and nose, nuzzling her cheek and neck, nibbling on her ears and murmuring endearments, before finally soul-kissing her passionately again. We suck face and make-out like crazy, until she at last gives me a push down, and forces me to make love to her inexpressibly perfect little breasts.

Ah, such cruelty. I lap and lick and kiss, and of course fasten and ravenously suckle at one stiff n****e after another: gorging myself at that heavenly smorgasbord. Together we begin to moan ever more urgently, each of us feeding on the other in some lovely symbiosis. But then Nicole’s breath quickens more, as her aphrodisiacs take hold, and she brusquely shoves me down further. Slavishly I begin worshipping at her holiest fount.

Her clit is like a just-opened rose bud whose petals never fall, but remain awash in nectar forever. Fervently I service it with lips and licks, moving on to penetrate her with my tongue only when Nicole suddenly raises her knees and splays her legs even wider. She shifts her butt back on the bed and lifts her open crotch right up against me. One of her hands finds the back of my head then, and it presses me down tight: forcing my probing oral organ as deep inside her as possible.

Right away she starts bucking and humping: f*****g my out-thrust tongue. Obediently I hold it rigid and let her use me, submitting to the familiar insatiable rhythm she sets with the same aplomb as always. For an interval unknown to either of us, Nicole f***s my face then, until at last her first climax rips deliciously through her.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Nicole alerts the neighbors that the night’s begun, and soaks me simultaneously. Then as she gasps in aftermath, I continue my assigned duties. Continuing down from the top, I tidy up her sopping young cunt and then move on to servicing her bung. This I tongue just as thoroughly as her heavenly v****a, and Nicole responds with a wonderful grunt of pleasure. Again she lifts her ass, forces me deep, and humps my tongue. But soon enough she shoves me down once again. Time to finish the job.

Kissing my way down her slender legs, I finish going from head to toe at last. While my lover recovers from her first orgasm of the evening, I solicitously worship her perfect, incredibly beautiful little feet.

Every square centimeter, every possible nook and crevice I bathe with my tongue, paying particular attention to between the toes. Indeed, I suck on each of those ten tiny digits as dedicatedly as I had done her n*****s and c******s. By the time I’m finished, Nicole is squirming with arousal once again, and my Viagra-aided erection is so rigid that it throbs quite painfully. At last my lubricious young lover uses her finished foot to push my face away from the one it’s still worshipfully servicing.

“All right, lover boy. Well done. Now it’s time to see what I can do for you! Let’s see… You did me from top to bottom…. Tonight I’m going to do you from front to back! Let’s start by getting that rock-hard d**k of yours involved!”

This time it’s my turn to lie back on the pillows. As always, Nicole makes sure the firmest one is right under my ass: lifting my hips and making my unnaturally huge p***s the highest point of my body. But then she raises the head of the futon, forcing my head and shoulders up to face what she’s about to do to it.

Once I’m positioned to her satisfaction, my incredible girlfriend spreads apart my legs and moves between them. Then she reaches for my straining erection and commences a session of d**k-teasing c**k-torture that keeps me thrashing and squirming and moaning uncontrollably, all to her giggling delight. She both abuses and exalts it: jerks it, tugs it, squeezes it, crushes it, pumps it rapidly or twists and bends and pinches it oh-so slowly. She rubs the raging head against her own erect n*****s and all around her resilient breasts. Then finally she puts those succulent lips and that hungry tongue to work.

Moaning with relish, Nicole kisses and licks and at last engulfs me. She suckles hard, swirling me with her tongue, then starts bobbing professionally. Eagerly impaling herself, she fellates my entire record length without a shred of hesitation. For far longer than I can stand she greedily gobbles me, rubbing and fondling my balls all the while.

I’ve ejaculated twice already today, and that’s the way Nicole likes me. With my sack drained and yet a Viagra overdose keeping me impossibly hard, there’s no risk at all of me letting her down. She can enjoy my erection for as long as she wants. And so she does, stimulating me incessantly as I grip the sheets and grit my teeth and squirm and whimper and try not to go mad from the endless un-relievable pleasure.

But all of this is just foreplay after all. At last the potent aphrodisiacs flooding Nicole’s blood (as if a nympho like her even needed them) drive my beloved to seize consummation. Frantically she sucks and jerks me up to my greatest possible tumescence and then practically leaps astride me. With impossible athleticism she inserts me into herself and swings into rhythm almost before I can credit it. As her hot little body grips me tight and begins its usual rampaging onslaught, her beautifully fey, innocent-looking face glares down at me and pours forth a flood of the most appalling and arousing filth.

“Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Give me that d**k! Give it to me! Give it to me! Yeah! Yeah! Uh, uh, UH! It’s all mine, damn it! Mine! Mine! MINE! UH, UH, UH! I want of you, the way in me! THE WAY! Give it to me, you slut! Give me your big hard c**k!”

Overwhelmed as always I comply. I brace my hips, lifting them ever higher, providing the firmest of elevated fulcrums for her to balance on. Feasting my eyes on the thrilling sight of her mindless abandon, wallowing in the demeaning and incredibly arousing position of being forcibly used for a superior female’s voracious pleasure, I’m ridden like a beast of burden or an inanimate object for hours then.

Occasionally Nicole changes holes, or pauses to catch her breath after a particularly potent climax. Still she smirks possessively down at me, grinding her goddess-like breasts in my face, squirming atop my tightly socketed c**k, and reveling in my eternally submissive position. Then she launches herself into copulation yet again, driving me frighteningly past any previous limits with her insatiable craving.

At last it’s nearly , and Nicole finally climbs off my still rock hard (and now painfully aching) c**k. She lights up another thick joint, and snuggles up with me to smoke. As we toke away she continues to caress me idly. Then she speaks, and my swimming head nearly spins me off into a girlish swoon.

“Damn, that was so great! You’re such a perfect slut for me. I just love to use your front like that. But I think it’s high time I began to use your back, too.”

“What…what do you mean?” I stammer.

“You know what I mean!” she responds with an evil smile. “You pleasured me top to bottom. So I get to do you front to back! I’m going to introduce you to my own big c**k now. I got it to do my girlfriends. But lately I’ve been driven to find guys who’ll submit to it too. And that means you!”

Nicole stubs out the roach; then reaches for her handbag. As I observe in appalled consternation, she produces a large, flesh-colored dildo complete with a buckling black harness. Within seconds she’s strapped this about her crotch. Tugging on her big hard c**k, testing its firmness and fit, she grins at me with such infinitely devilish relish that I’m immediately conquered despite my considerable qualms. I lie quiet and submissive as my amazing nymphomaniac mate taunts me.

“Now you’re really going to be my slut, boy! You’re going to learn what being on the bottom is really like! My precious Slut-boy! Now spread your legs way out and lift them above your head! I’m going to do you like the sissy little b***h you are!”

This can’t be happening. Yet it is, and as always I have no choice in the matter. I don’t think I could disobey the beautiful Nicole if my life depended on it. With only a moment’s hesitation I do as directed. My heart pounds within me, flushing my features with blood and making my aching erection throb and twitch. This unnaturally hard monster points straight at my propped up face, and with my legs raised over my head, my elevated ass is supremely accessible. Stroking her own big c**k, soaking it with baby oil, Nicole approaches my proffered hole.

“Don’t worry, Slut-boy. You’re going to love this. You’re going to learn to take my c**k as eagerly as I take yours. And just think: from now on we’re going to have double the s*x life we’ve been enjoying already. Can you possibly imagine it?”

I don’t think I dare to. Yet who needs imagination when confronted with reality? Nicole’s slippery dickhead kisses my pucker. Then, despite my virgin tightness, she pushes forward and forces it into me.

Thank goodness for the lubrication! My lover’s c**k is far larger than my own, my hole even smaller than hers. Yet Nicole gives me no quarter, thrusting in until I’m impaled to the hilt. Giggling at my eloquent groan, she taunts me again.

“Oh, yeah! Feel that? Nothing like having a great big d**k up your ass! I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to do this to you. You little b***h! You Slut-boy! Get ready for me to f**k you senseless!”

I try. And she does. Withdrawing and thrusting like a pneumatic piston, Nicole soon begins a sliding and slamming rhythm that rocks the whole futon back and forth. Kneeling before my doubled-up and spread-open body, then leaning forward on propping arms above me, she stabs her huge c**k into me with a speed and power that’s downright astonishing. Constantly she exhorts me, belittles me, smirks and sneers and smiles at me triumphantly as she demonstrates her superiority at any kind of s****l expression. Meanwhile I can only lie there: my face burning, my hot c**k throbbing and my formerly private insides trying to come to terms with this impossibly intimate invasion.

Oh Goddess, she’s so hot! Despite the great pain and shame involved in what she’s doing to me, I still can’t help being aroused. Her beautiful little breasts bob right above me, her hair is a silken frenzy and her lovely face ablaze with passion.

Soon Nicole cries out a climax, so aroused to be butt-f*****g me that she ejaculates yet again. Still this doesn’t even slow her down. She just becomes more dominant, more demanding, more gorgeous and irrefutable than ever. So exciting is the sight of her that at last the agony in my ass merges with my general overall arousal until they become impossible to separate. I’m being butt-f****d and I love it, just like she keeps screaming down at me. Of its own accord my right hand encircles my raging hard-on, and Nicole’s pace and exhortations pick up accordingly.

“That’s right, Slut-boy! Jerk yourself! You love this, b***h! And you’re going to get it every day now! I’m going to bugger your little boy-cunt until you can’t even walk! Then I’m going to bend you over, grease you up again and keep on doing it! Slut-boy! My new f*****g butt-b***h! God damn, how I love to corn-hole a man!”

On and on it goes, Nicole hammering me to climax after climax, while I moan and groan and grovel beneath her, shamelessly wanking my painfully hard crank. But finally she takes over this as well, using her c**k and hand on me in tandem. Then at last I pass beyond any possible limit or restraint, and my raging erection spasms. Despite my depleted balls I convulse in orgasm. Nicole shrieks in glee at this, and points my shuddering p***s at my propped up face only a foot or so away. She jerks it hard, pumping with a pace and force that taps depths in me I didn’t know I had. A spattering of hot drops fly out of me then, covering my face with the spunky white evidence of my depravity. Only when every last bit is evacuated, and my Viagra-aided erection stops working and even finally starts to slump a bit does my teenage girlfriend at last pull her own hard c**k from my ass, and collapse atop me.

Nicole licks the semen from my humiliated face, teasing me.

“See, I told you that you would love it! Just wait until I tie you up, spank you good, and then do you doggy-style! Being my little b***h is going to become the highlight of your life, Slut-boy! Just you wait and see. Now, why don’t you go and get us a couple of beers from the refrigerator? Me and my beautiful t**s, hungry cunt and insatiable organ will all be right here waiting for you!”

Somehow, I do as I’m told. As promised, I can barely walk. Nicole giggles giddily at my limping gait, and her voice follows me to the kitchen.

“Ah, lover, you are just so much fun to f**k!”

Likewise, I’m sure.