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Box Bangers - Volume 9
(Author Unknown)

Arta Spreads

    

    It was early Friday evening and Arta strutted her nearly naked stuff as she approached Hank at pool side. She'd decided it was time to seduce Hank. Being a hot-blooded woman, she had little doubt that she'd be able to entice Hank into some very serious bed sport or in this case, mat sport. She'd gone on a few dates with him and they'd only shared a few brief kisses.

    Her string bikini left nothing to the imagination, unless it be to how far she might go. Hank couldn't keep his dark brown eyes off the slim red head's shapely body. Her well-formed breasts practically pushed past the tiny triangles of yellow cloth that accented, rather than hid her lush assets. Her belly button shone in the glowing sunset from the diamond studded piercing that she'd had inserted there the previous summer. It was like a tiny beacon, pointing to the seeping gash that was covered by little more than a thong sized bit of cloth. "Well, big guy, cat got your tongue? What would you like?"

    All he could say was one soft word. "You."

    "Never thought you'd ask." She sat on his lap, giggling as she guided his hand to her warm breast. "You see, Hank? I thought it was time we got a lot better acquainted. You're quite the popular football jock, you know."

    He stared into her green eyes. They looked almost like cat's eyes with their unusual coloring and predatory squint. She slipped her hand back and unclipped the top portion of her swim suit. Off it came and his mouth engulfed first one tit and then the other. He could not keep his hands off her nor could he stop himself from sucking greedily on those lush tits with the stiff nipples. She moaned softly and her legs instinctively moved apart. "Yes, Hank! Put me on that mat and fuck me. Nobody can see us. That six-foot-high fence gives us privacy. Just don't cry out or the neighbors might here us while we fuck."

    Soon she was spread out on the soft, dark green mat. He rubbed his dick up and down her now bare cunny. He liked the texture of her pussy. It was soft, moist and aromatic. She'd shaved to. "Yes, Hank! Stick it in and fuck me! I'm a big college girl now. I like to play."

    Hank notched his swollen tip to her cunt and she guided him inside. He gasped from the squishy, hot contact which engulfed his throbbing manhood. "Yes, yes! Fuck it! Do it deeper and harder! Oh yes, Hank! You know what this girl wants! Suck my tits! Yeah, now fuck it deep! I wanna cum on your cock!"

    Her legs wrapped around his back side until she got her ankles locked into place. Obviously she'd had a lot of previous experience getting laid and Hank was quite thankful for that thrilling discovery. His mouth slobbered down on each of her breasts while her fingers tickled his balls or jabbed into his backside, urging him to increase the tempo. "Sharper! Quicker! Yes, like that! I want it all! Oh Hank! You fuck so nice! God, it's so fucking hot! Harder!"

    Hank wasn't talking. He was more concerned about sucking her tits and fucking her gyrating cunt. She sure hadn't been a virgin. Her pussy was performing like a pro. He should know. He'd done several hookers over the past few years. Yet, there was an urgency in her snatch that those paid sluts had lacked. She might fuck like a whore but she was a relatively unsullied chick, all things considered. 

    As his dick started approaching his first eruption, he remembered one of the college professor's wives that he'd screwed just a few weeks ago. She'd been a honey blonde little tigress with a fowl mouth and a writhing fuck hole that had taken him over two hours to satisfy. Her name was Tammy and she'd made it clear that he was welcome anytime that the prof would be in class for several hours or out of town on business.

    At last he spoke in Ernest. "How about an around the world?"

    She snickered in his ear. "Absolutely, big guy. I want it all; anywhere you care to pour it into. I wanna get fucked till dawn. You up for it, lover boy?"

    The power of his thrusting let her know that he was definitely up for the wild adventure that she'd so willingly offered him. Oh, he was good all right. She'd been fucking around and Hank's cock was definitely where it was at and that currently was located deep inside her stretched out snatch.

    "Oh yes, Hank! Fuck it! Just fuck it!"

    At the right moment, he pulled out of her and somehow got her to release her ankle grip. "Hurry, baby! Suck it!"

    She pulled him forward and captured his bulging prick with her greedily sucking mouth. Her hands gripped his ass, pulling him forward to indicate that she wanted him to pour his cum down her throat. He pushed downward for several breath-taking thrusts and suddenly he erupted! God, how this lovely, slut could swallow! Burst after burst was ingested until at last, he withdrew his shrunken pecker from between her sperm smeared lips.

    "Hmmmm, Hank! You are a fucking mouthful. Now why don't you lay back and I'll suck you hard so you can screw my ass for a while. I've wanted you for a long time so just go with my flow."

    Hank couldn't recall another girl who was so aggressive and wanton. This Arta was a beautiful, shapely piece with the sex drive of an uncaged animal. He maneuvered her into a sixty-nine position and the games resumed.

    His mind wandered again. There'd been the time he'd hired to hookers to do him at the same time. That had been a trip! While the blonde had fucked his hard cock, he'd eaten out the black girl's tangy cunt. Needless to say, he'd cum into each chick twice before his two-hour session had concluded. It had cost $300 bucks but it had been worth it. He just loved those salacious memories. However, this Arta was probably the equal of those two whores and Arta was one hundred percent free. She was also 100 per cent female with a hedonistic sex drive into the bargain.

    He licked up and down, exploring her anal rim as well as occasionally locking onto her exposed clit. Then he'd delve into her smelly pussy, searching her moist flesh with his ever-invasive tongue. She tasted like a sweet, clean whore. Her mouth was doing miraculous things to his prick also. In minutes, she'd revived him back to rigid attention. Just a few minutes after that, she straddled him and buried his pecker all the way into her gyrating anal cavity. She hadn't used lube. She hadn't acted like the penetration had been painful. Apparently she was used to getting porked up her surprisingly pliant ass.

    "Fuck that cum up my shit, baby! Let it all go! God you're so big in my ass! What a hot fuck you are!"

    Her wide-open smile was alluring to say the least. Cum was still smeared on her lips and chin. His hands groped her bare breasts, urging her to speed up her up and down movements.

    By now her words had become mere sounds. He felt her quake with another shattering orgasm and then it was his turn. He couldn't believe how fast his second eruption occurred. Then again, the hot ass hole with its wriggling tight squeezes and that up and down friction could not be denied.

    "Oh fuck! You hot bitch! Yes! Fucking take it all!"

    He strained and thrust upward, urgent to flood her rectum to the max. No question, this Arta was one, cock craving pig. Her anal skills were of the highest quality. The explosive reaction of his pulsing prick was more than ample testimony to the verity of that primal observation.

    "Are you glad you came over, Hank? Hmmmm?"

    "You bet. God Arta, you are one hot, super mama!"

    She wiggled off of his dripping dick. "I know, baby. However, you still haven't cum in my cunt. My baby pussy needs it too. So let me get back into the top spot once more and I'll get your little monster ready to rock."

    Hank was drained. This time it took Arta over fifteen minutes to get his rod back in form with her formidable oral skills. During the resurrection process, Hank contented himself with tasting and licking Arta's holes. No question, she was one tasty piece of ass. He noted how pliant her anal ring was. He was able to slip his tongue into her with surprisingly little resistance. She must use dildos up her ass a lot for such an easy entry to be possible. He'd known that Arta slept around. It was just one of those situations that both guys and gals love to gossip about. He'd heard her called turbo slut, campus slick chick, dirty dancer and many other names, indicating her very loose sexual behavior. Well he was glad he'd listened to those rumors. He hoped that he could go steady with this slut. For that reason, he was determined to fuck her brains out for as long as she wanted and apparently she wanted a lot.

    

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    "Yyyyeeesss! Fucking cum! Fuck that sperm up my cunt, fuck boy!"

    Hank couldn't believe it. For the fifth time that evening, he was spouting his sperm into that lush vixen. Once in her ass, once in her mouth and three times in that veracious cunt! The orgy had gone on for almost four hours and he was sunk. He lay on top of her, attempting to get his breath back while the hot bitch continued to squirm and grip his cock with that insatiable cunt. "Christ, Arta! Let me get my breath. God you are so hot."

    She finally slipped her legs back from around his back and let them flop to either side of him. Her eyes were glazed and her breathing finally slowed down.

    "Oh Hank, you are so fucking good. I guess you'll have to rest awhile."

    "That thought had flitted across my mind." He grinned down at her still riding the sexual high. She felt so good under him. His cock was lodged inside of her, reveling in the warmth of her soaked sleeve. Sperm trickled out of her hole as if it couldn't contain all of his spunk. He'd sure given her a mother lode that was for sure. However, even when an over stimulated male craves more, there comes a time when the critical portion of the male anatomy has reached the point of no return. In spite of his deepest wishes, his cock slipped out of her, limp and spent.

    She grinned at him when she saw his vanishing erection. "Poor little thing. It's too bad there aren't two of you. Then the party of the second part could take over where the first has faltered."

    She looked into his half-shut eyes. He was clearly on the verge of sleep. "I need more, big guy. So you rest up awhile and we can resume festivities in a little while."

    He groaned a little, frustrated at his sudden exhaustion. "Yeah, baby. Let me chill for a bit. You are one hot chick."