Horny Appetites

148 Pages·2018·0.57 MB·English

by  Sins

HORNY APPETITES
9 DIRTY TALES
Nikki Sins
Copyright 2018 by Nikki Sins
DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only!
Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex,
dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, lesbians, threesomes, femdom, romance
and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak
constitution. All characters are 18 years old.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS
ISLAND LUST
FIRST-TIME PEGGING
TRASHY AFFAIR
HAMMERED FROM THE REAR
POUNDING THE RAUNCHY BABE
PEGGING HER HOT EMPLOYEE
BEGGING TO BE OWNED
BONING A SEXY CHICK
HAMMERING A NAUGHTY OLDER LADY

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ISLAND LUST

She sat in the hammock on the Garden Island looking out at the Pacific
Ocean. Kauai was her favorite island and Princeville was by far her favorite
resort. She laid in her bikini letting the tradewinds slightly swing the hammock
side to side. She was thinking about how badly she needed this vacation. Work
had been crazy busy and her boyfriend had turned into a complete asshole so
while the breakup was a good thing, they are always a pain in the ass.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted two very nice looking men throwing
a football around on the beach. She adjusted so she could watch them behind her
sunglasses. There is something damn sexy about a well-built man with no shirt
on and shorts barely hanging on his hips. Both men were quite nice to look at but
one was certainly more her type. He was taller, leaner and twice as tan. Every
time he ran for the football after a throw that was too high, she admired his
gorgeous shoulders and back. She found herself wanting to run her fingernails
down them.
After a few minutes a beautiful girl came out and began talking with the
guys. Bitch. She hugged the shorter guy, laughed and walked away. The guys
discussed something and her dream guy was all of a sudden alone tossing the
football in the air solo. She couldn’t help but smile. At just the wrong moment,
he looked over and caught her staring at him. She knew she was busted. It was
too late to look away, so instead, she just smirked and nodded slightly in his
direction. Soon he began walking toward her. She was hoping this vacation was
about get even better.
His name was Matt. He was here to be the best man for his friend’s wedding.
That would explain the beautiful girl who had done nothing to earn the “bitch”
she had already labeled her as but sometimes just being beautiful is enough to
earn daggers from other women. Matt was a construction worker which
explained his fantastic tan physique. He had recently found his fiancé in bed
with someone else and wasn’t overly thrilled about being here celebrating a
wedding but he was too good of a friend to let that show. She liked him
instantly.
After talking for a while, he looked at his watch. He had a rehearsal dinner to
get ready for. He told her he hoped he would run into her again and trotted off
back toward the rooms. She was disappointed that their meeting had ended with
them both still wearing their bathing suits but with a little luck, sometime in the
next 6 days they would run into one another again.
Shortly after the break up, she had upgraded to a suite thinking that if she
was now going to Kauai solo, she would treat herself to a real vacation. First
class, spa appointments, and a suite were the first calls she made after she
stopped feeling sorry for herself that she had suffered yet another failed
relationship. Now that the sun had set and she had finished her drink, she went
back to her room and thought of Matt. She ran herself a bath and looked at
herself in the mirror. She had a nice body still although she was fast approaching
30. Her breasts were full and her hips were wide. Her stomach wasn’t quite that
of a Victoria’s Secret model but it was close enough that she looked good in a
business suit or string bikini. Besides, usually men didn’t look past her breasts
anyway.
She pulled on the string tied around her neck and looked at her large breasts
in the mirror. They were as perfect as always. She reached up and touched them.
She again began to think of Matt and imagined they were his hands that began to
squeeze and rub her breasts. She could feel her bikini bottoms getting wet, so she
pulled the strings on her hips and let the fabric fall to her feet. She looked at her
trimmed pussy in the mirror and smiled. She was happy with her body although
it was yearning for more. She slipped into the tub and began to pinch her nipples
and run her other hand along her thighs. She wasn’t quite worked up enough yet.
She let go of her breasts and ran her hands up and down her chest, stopping
just below her stomach. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine Matt looking
into her eyes and how much he would enjoy touching her this way. She rolled
onto her stomach and moved her hands to her ass and began to rub her cheeks up
and down. Her fingers started moving toward the center and she began to lightly
rub circles on her asshole. She shivered in the tub. She then began to reach her
other hand further down and began stroking between her legs. After a minute,
she was ready for more.
She slipped her hand between her legs and gasped aloud as she found that
sweet spot. She slipped her other hand in the same direction and began to work
herself from both the inside and outside. Soon she was cumming all the while
pretending it was Matt’s fingers working their magic instead of her own.
She figured Matt would be at the rehearsal dinner until at least 9pm but then
the wedding party would likely return to the hotel bar. She sat a small table on
the edge of the bar nearest the ocean so she could hear the waves crash while she
drank her wine. The waiter had been a little surprised when she ordered the
bottle of Silver Oak but he was smart enough not to comment and brought it out
with a single glass. If all went well, she would be sharing the bottle soon enough
but if for some reason she’d miscalculated, she’d at least have a decent buzz
before going back to her room to pleasure herself yet again.
She had just poured the second glass when she heard them come in. It was a
group of fifteen or so, mostly couples that were obviously family with Matt
bringing up the rear. They sat at a large reserved table on the other side of the
bar. She watched from just inside listening range as the situation unfolded. Matt
clearly wasn’t feeling as joyous as everyone else about the upcoming nuptials
and he was nervously looking around the bar trying to avoid more questions
about his missing fiancée. It wasn’t the time or place to get into the sordid
details, so he had just told people she couldn’t get the time off of work to join
them.
Matt was looking around the bar trying to plan his escape when he noticed
her. He smiled and raised his glass in her direction. She nodded slightly, barely
moved her glass toward him and slowly took a sip of her red wine. He excused
himself from the table and carried his drink over to her table.
“This must be my lucky day,” he said.
“Must be,” she replied.
He laughed and said, “May I join you?”
She nodded.
He pulled out the empty chair and sat down. “Needed a whole bottle huh?”
“I find that the whole bottle is better,” she replied. “If I order a glass, it’s
been open for who knows how long and it’s never as good. Quality is important
to me. Things need to be just right for them to be worth putting in my mouth.”
She again took a slow sip from her glass. She noticed Matt shift in his seat.
Likely to hide the movement his groin was making due to that last comment.
“Don’t get me wrong,” she continued. “I’m all for trying new things but I
expect the best. No matter what. I don’t want to waste my time. I enjoy things
greatly, more than most women do, and I am not afraid of having more than
most women can handle.”
Matt shifted again, only this time it was him that took a drink. He downed
his Jack and Coke and motioned to the waitress to bring him another one. “Go
on,” he said after the waitress disappeared.
She knew that she had him but she wanted to be very clear about what she
was expecting. “I like the feeling that I get when I have what everyone else
wishes they had the courage to go get. Look at all the women in this bar who
right now don’t have the courage or willingness to order exactly what they want.
I know what I want and I ask for it. A bottle of Silver Oak might seem a bit
much, but trust me, I can handle much more than that. However, I prefer to start
the evening out slow, sultry, and then eventually I might hit it hard but only after
taking it nice and slow for a while first. Only then, when the slow, sweet feelings
turn to a burning need for more will I hit it harder and faster.”
Matt wasn’t sure what to do. He’d never met a woman like her. He knew he
should go back to his room alone soon if he wanted to have any chance of
looking good for the photos tomorrow but he was rock hard under the table and
couldn’t wait to find out exactly what she was referring to. Why the hell should
he care about the photos anyway? It wasn’t his wedding. Hell, he’d been great
about the whole thing for the past two days and he was getting damn tired of it.
All he really wanted to do was go fuck some girl’s brains out and it appeared as
though he had definitely found the right girl for that. He dropped two hundred
dollar bills on the table, stood up and offered her his hand. She again smirked
and nodded her approval and they headed off toward her suite.
They began kissing in the elevator and barely found time to break away so
she could open the door with her plastic key card. They fumbled their way to the
couch, kissing with his hands tangled in her hair. Their tongues were exploring
each other. Matt began to kiss her neck and she began to run her hands up and
down his chest. He slowly began to unbutton one button at a time as he kissed
her. She decided to lay back and see what he could do without direction.
He was good. He had her shirt and bra off and was paying just the right
amount of attention to each breast. He was laying on top of her with his knee just
between her legs. Her panties were already soaked but being able to feel his
strong thigh between her legs and his rock-hard cock pushing into her side was
only adding to her delight. She began to tilt her head back and arch her back.
Matt knew just what to do. He slipped his hand behind her back and unzipped
her pencil skirt. Then, he lifted himself off the couch, slipped off her heels, and
pulled off her skirt. She lay there with just her black panties on. He looked down
at her and smiled. Matt was definitely pleased with what he saw and she knew it.
He put his arms under her and lifted her off the couch with ease and carried
her to the bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed, slipped further down, then
pulled her panties off with his teeth. He began to kiss from her ankle all the way
up her thigh until he found the wetness between her legs.
Matt was a pro. He began kissing and licking and teasing her just enough
before he began to suck and pull and make her cum all over his gorgeous face.
He smiled and slipped a finger inside of her. She sucked in her breath as he
slipped in a second and third. He was still taking it slow but she began to cum
again in a matter of minutes. Not something easily accomplished by most men.
As she began to regain control of her breathing, he slowly made his way up
her body and he placed himself on top of her. She was pushing her hips into his
to let him know that she was ready for him but he just laughed, rolled to his side
and began to run his fingertips from her neck to her knees and back again. He
was deliberately not spending too much time on any of her premier locations and
she began shaking in anticipation. He laughed again then placed himself on top
of her once more.
Matt didn’t enter her right away, he just let her body start to move under
him. She was trying to get him inside of her but she just wasn’t strong enough
with his weight on her.
“Please,” she said.
Matt began to smirk. That was what he had been waiting for. He knew she
liked to be in control and he was sure she would be before the night was through,
but for right now, he just wanted her to know that he was in charge of what they
were about to do. He looked deep into her eyes and entered her with one strong
thrust.
Long, hard, deep thrusts were what Matt had in mind. He would pull back
until he had almost slipped out of her and then he moved as far inside of her as
physically possible. She was moaning and clawing at him, trying to get him to
go faster, to fuck her proper. He again pulled back and looked at her. She knew
he was in total control at the moment and that he wanted her to know that too.