Butt Sluts

“Yeah, That’s it. Shut up and take it…. Buttslut!” I said patting his
ass.

He just laid there and moaned. He looked and felt so good, I began
fucking him harder than ever. It was so cool to know I was fucking a guy
who was as big a buttslut as I was. I began to think of all the times Bob
had fucked me. He got to see me like this all the time. I used to carry
around girls clothes just in case he wanted to knock off a quickie.

We were only fourteen, but I had been dressing up and sucking his cock
since we were nine. When we were eleven, he started fucking me. He had
fucked me every way and every where that we could find. He had man
handled me and fucked me just like this a million times.

I was brought back to reality when Mickey started driving his ass back to
meet my thrusts. I heard him moan and felt him begin to quiver as I drove
my cock in as hard as I could. I got a big smile, because I knew exactly
what it meant.

“What’s the matter buttslut? Too much for you? Can’t take it? Had enough?
What’s the story?” I growled.

I heard him squeak and felt his asshole squeeze tight. I continued
fucking him as hard as I could and started to laugh.

“What’s that buttslut? You like it and you want me to fuck you harder?” I
chuckled.

Just then, he exploded into orgasm. He started to squeal and jerk. His
hips started to buck wildly. His asshole started to spasm around my cock.
I was laughing, fucking him hard and slapping his ass.

“Yee Haa! Ride ‘em cowboy! That’s my girl! Let’s go!!” I teased.

He continued to flail around and I didn’t let up a bit. I was fucking him
for all he was worth. It was an amazing feeling. It was no wonder Bob
liked fucking me so much.

Just as he began to relax, I felt my own orgasm begin. I drove as deep as
I could get and emptied my balls inside him. I groaned and panted to
catch my breath. Once I caught my breath, I pulled my cock out, smiled
and put it away. Then I slapped him on the ass.