All Kinds of Sluts - My Filthy Sluts: Volumes 1-3 Read Online Free

All Kinds of Sluts - My Filthy Sluts: Volumes 1-3
Book: All Kinds of Sluts - My Filthy Sluts: Volumes 1-3 Read Online Free
Author: Jesse Flynn
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scream
escaped from her throat.
    A few seconds later, I came too, pulling my
cock out of her asshole and shooting my seed all over her back,
drenching it in white, a couple of the bursts reaching her
neck.
    “ Goddamit that was fucking
good,” Melanie said, flipping onto her back.
    “ Hell yeah it was,” I
said, dropping onto the bed next to her.
    “ You liked it, huh?” she
said.
    “ I fucking loved it,” I
replied. “I only wish I could have lasted longer with my cock in
your ass.”
    “ Next time,” she said,
leaning over and giving me a kiss. “Next time I’ll get more warmed
up before hand and get some lubed involved. That should loosen
things up a bit and let you fuck my ass for a while longer before
cumming all over me.”
    “ Sounds good to me,” I
said, marveling once again at my luck in someone finding
Melanie.
    “ You ready for a shower?”
she asked.
    “ Yeah,” I said. “Are
you?”
    She nodded. We stood up.
    “ Did you decide what you
want me to do for forcing you to stick your cock in my ass?”
Melanie asked as we made our way to the bathroom.
    “ Actually, I did,” I
said.
    “ And what was
it?”
    “ You’ll find out after we
get ourselves all cleaned up,” I said, flashing her a
grin.
    “ What about dinner?” she
said.
    “ That can
wait.”
    “ It’s that good, huh?”
Melanie said, peering at me with one eyebrow raised.
    “ Oh yeah,” I replied.
“It’s a doozy.”
    “ I can’t wait.”
    “ Neither can
I.”
     
    #####
     
    NEW YEAR’S EVE
    MY FILTHY SLUTS: VOLUME TWO
     
    I’m always on the road for work. Because of
this, I’ve cultivated relationships with different women in all the
various cities I visit on a regular basis. But on rare occasions,
my work sends me somewhere new.
    Generally when I go someplace new, it’s a
very short trip, so I just take the time to work and hang by
myself. But sometimes, things work out perfectly, leaving me in a
situation that I just can’t help but take advantage of.
    This was exactly what happened a couple
weeks back. I got sent to Tampa, Florida for a few days.
    It was December 31st and I was at a work
party at the building that held our offices downtown. The employees
and I were watching TV, waiting for the Big Apple to drop in Times
Square when I went down the elevator and out the front door to have
a smoke. It was a few minutes until midnight and I was being
stalked by my personal assistant for the week and I needed to get
out of there before she cornered me at midnight.
    As soon as I lit up, the door behind me
opened and a young woman walked out lighting a cigarette of her
own. I’d seen her coming and going from the building a few times in
the last couple days but didn’t know her name. We’d never even said
hi to one another.
    I’d definitely noticed her though. At 5’9”
tall and an athletic 135 pounds, with short brown hair with blonde
highlights, the face of a model, a killer body and revealing
outfits nearly every day, it was impossible not to.
    Tonight she was wearing a form-fitting
little black dress that barely covered her ass and black knee-high
boots. She looked fucking incredible and I couldn’t help but stare
at her.
    When she caught me, I didn’t look away. I
just smiled. Luckily, she smiled back.
    “ You work here, don’t
you?” she said. “Up on the fifth floor?”
    “ Yes I do,” I said,
surprised and a little excited that she’d taken the time to learn a
little something about me. “What about you?”
    “ I’m on the third floor,”
she said, puffing on her cigarette. “I’m Eve.”
    I laughed and shook my head.
    “ What?” she said, looking
serious.
    “ Oh, I thought you were
joking,” I replied, forcing myself to stop laughing. But I couldn’t
get rid of my grin. I was simply too buzzed.
    “ Nope,” Eve said. “I’m
dead serious.”
    “ Imagine that, meeting a
girl named Eve on New Year’s Eve.”
    “ I’m not a girl,” she
said, glaring at me with a hint of defiance
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