Monet Straps It On For Me

I softly moaned, knowing how much I had enjoyed fingering my own asshole with my lubricated pinky earlier this evening, and confident my entry was so ready, so sweet, and so inviting to anyone who might like to toy with it. Rotating my hips, I raised my ass invitingly, not caring how slutty or nasty I might seem. It was, to the contrary, all I could

do to make myself a slut that I hoped would help Monet with her conquest.

"Please, baby. Please. ... Take me. I love the feel of your fingers on me. So smooth. So hot. So kind. ...You are so nice..."

"Do you like this, Karen?" She was teasing me, easing her hand nearer and nearer my sweet little asshole. I breathed deeply, trying to keep my motions under control. It was getting harder to do. I wanted her to fuck my ass. To work a strap-on into me hard, and not into my cunt, but into my ass. I wanted to be her fuck toy. I wanted her to do anything she wanted to me, and to do it hard.

Monet paused, and reached for the nightstand. She found the small bottle of Rose scented oil, and had to stop everything to unscrew the top. I hated the pause. I was anxious and not willing to stop the lovemaking. As she unscrewed the bottle, I rolled over and simply reached into my panties she was wearing, and began to toy with her pussy. It was wet. It was hot. It was delicious. I touched and fondled her, feeling her wetness, enjoying her non-resistance, and when she moved her feet a bit apart, it widened her cunt hole available to me, and I worked two fingers inside of her, and softly rotated them inside of her, enjoying the feel of her wonderful snatch. It was creamy-hot, and she resisted not a bit.

"Um, Karen. Oh! You are soo nasty. What are you doing?... I never thought you were like this. You are just a little slut, aren't you?"

To keep the tension up, I withdrew my fingers, snapped her garter straps, and licked my fingers. I rolled back onto my stomach, and, rising a bit on my knees and elbows, began to finger my own pussy, with one hand, and pinch my left nipple with the other.

"My pussy is as wonderful as yours, I think...", I said.

Wordlessly, Monet reached for my ass with her now-oiled fingers, and began to spread the liquid into my crack. She slowly oiled the area, avoiding penetrating me there, but the oil began to spread into my anus. She soon followed the warm oil, and she was quickly in my ass. Slowly, she began to tease me by stroking the inside of me a bit more with every stroke she made. Monet was working herself into me with the tip of her oily pinky.

"Umm...Sweet, aren't you, Karen? You like it there, do you?"

Each few words were accompanied by deeper and deeper penetration and nastier lust.

"Umm... So good...so sweet inside your pretty little ass... You are such a sweet little thing, Karen. You like this, don't you? You like me to fuck your ass, don't you, slut girl? .....You feel so good, so warm and wet there now... I could slip it all the way in, couldn't I? You would like anything I want to do, wouldn't you?"

As she said this, she began to dip her fingertip deeper and deeper into me, as I, fully the slut, released my nipple and withdrew from my pussy, dropped onto the bed, reached back, grabbed each ass cheek, and spread my ass apart for her to see and feel deeper into me there...

I nodded, and panted out the single word, "yes...", and repeated, "yes.....um... yes, baby."

Now that she was on the way to fully penetrating me with her fingers, I no longer spread my ass apart, and my hands found their way back to my pussy and nipple, although I was not buried on the bed. I found my pussy very wet, and once I was able to get my own hand in position, began to finger my pussy again as she began to pound me in my ass, and found that she could manage quite well.

She had her other hand on my ass cheek, and began to raise it off and quickly, loudly, slap me hard every few moments, and the loud crack of the slap, the sting, and the pain and whole event was really working me up.

It was the moment when I knew I had done well this night, and now had a sexy bitch in sex clothes fucking my ass.

What more could I ask for?

I was now fingering my pussy with one hand, pinching my left nipple as hard as I could with the other, and rotating my hips

I panted out my decadence and spoke nastiness which only made it all more sexy for me.

"Ah, yes, Monet, do me. I love it this way. Can you tell? Fuck my ass, fuck me. Fuck my ass, baby. Fuck my ass, bitch, You fucking bitch whore. I love it. DO ME. FUCK ME HARD, bitch baby.. Fuck your mama hard. I am your fuck toy. Fuck me there.. Do me. Do it to me nasty. I need it hard. I want it.. Hurt me.. Make me cry, BITCH FUCK BITCH..... I LOVE IT IN MY ASS....GIVE IT TO ME. Give it to me, baby. UMMM...FUCK ME....Fuck... Fuck... FUCK My ass.....ahh...I love what you are doing to me. Fuck me there, sweet bitch. Fuck my ass, bitch... Do it to me there."

I was squirming now, trying my best to gain full penetration from her finger, and gyrating around and around her penetrating finger...

I wanted more stuffing in my ass.. Her finger was not enough.

"TWO FINGERS! MORE, sweet baby! Give me more! Please, I want it all the way in, baby. Give your baby all of it! Hurt me...do me. Please, fuck me. Fuck me. I need it so bad, I need it all."

"Like this?", Monet asked, as she dipped two fingers, then three into me. "Do you like this, Karen?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, baby... Umm. Um. Give it to me, baby...."

Grunting, squirming for more abuse and degradation, I was backing onto her hand like a doe in heat...

"Give me more, baby.... , look in my nightstand, baby..."

"Ok, sweetie. What do you have there that you need?.. Let me look..."

When she eased her fingers out of my asshole, I felt a severe loss... I wanted her to fill me. She went to the nightstand, opened the top drawer, and in it, she saw a very much ready cock-meat substitute. It was my silicone, blue, medium sized dildo, just the right size for my needs. It had been well exercised at the back door of Ron and Bill, and was now exactly what I wanted to feel in my sweet ass, well lubricated and in the hands of my lover, Monet.

She picked it up, kind of sized it up, and said, "Perfect, Karen. Just what you need. Isn't this just what you need, baby?"

"Yes.. yes. Give it to me. Give it to me now, mama".

The dong had a nice little back set of straps, and Monet took only a few moments to figure them out. Quickly, Monet was equipped with a dick and I was getting dizzy thinking about it. The sight was too good to be true, and I wanted all I could get of this night.

At that, Monet roughly turned me back onto my stomach, forced both legs wide with one hand, and began to massage my ass around the outside. She then reached for more oil, and dripping a bunch of it onto her right hand fingers, quickly began to lube me up, and dipped two extremely slippery fingers easily inside me. She did not spend much time inside, but instead, withdrew them and, straddling me and positioning her new dick right at my puckered little asshole, put the tip of the hard, squirmy dildo right against my slippery, waiting ass. I tried backing up onto it, so much was my need to be penetrated.

"Oh, no, sugar. You don't get it yet. Let mama put it in when I want to".

"Um.. Please. Give it to me. Fuck me in the ass, baby.. Fuck my sweet asshole like you can, do it to me, do me hard. Please. Fuck me."

"How about like this?", she asked, as she began to ease her hips back and forth a barely perceptible amount. The dick was there, alright, but it was not really moving enough for me. It barely was in me, but Monet did not seem to be in a hurry. Instead, she worked her hips around, held the dick with one hand, and pulled my hair with the other. She eased it around in circles, barely putting it in, teasing the hell out of me. I was rotating my hips, spreading my legs, and reached back and spread my cheeks with both hands...I tried to back into it, tried to fuck my ass with the stiff cock Monet had sprouted on her pussy....

"Yes. Now. Please. Please, Monet. Do it.. Do it. You know how bad I want it!"

"Not yet, girl. Wait for mama to feed you."

With that, she turned me onto my back, leaped onto me in such a way as to place a tit into my mouth, and commanded, "Suck me up, bitch. SUCK ME if you want it. Show mama how bad you want it."

I was in heat. I greedily slurped up her boob, and sucking her tit halfway down my throat, kept up the suction and bobbed my lips all over her tits. Her nipple was so sweet, so hard. I bit down on it from time to time, gauging her inhalations as a measure of how much she liked it. She liked it a lot.

"Um.. That's it, baby. Suck your mommy up... Suck up your mommy's tit. Suck my milk, little girl. Suck mommy's milk up, Karen.."

My pussy was under the dong at times, and I kept thinking about it as I worked her tit as hard as I could.

Slurping, nasty, forbidden noises filled the bed, as I sucked and slurped, wetted her tit and begged for milk. None came. I kept up the sucking, milking her tit with two hands, hoping for lactation to begin. I wanted to taste her sweet milk.. I needed it. I craved her mother's milk as I sucked away at her..

"Um,,,, yes, good girl. Suck mommy. Suck me up, baby. Suck me. Get my milk, baby. That's so good."

"Um..." slurp, goosh, slobber...), as my hands worked her tit, craving for sweet milk... I knew it might never come, but I hoped for it, I wanted it bad.

"Oh, baby, you are so nasty, aren't you, Karen? Aren't you just nasty?"

"For you, baby. Nasty for you...." (slurping, sucking, wet noises got louder as I pumped her harder, wanting it so bad.

The dong kept bouncing against my pussy, and I wished she would fuck me with it, somewhere. But Monet knew what she wanted.

Finally, I don't know how, unless Monet was taking some hormones or something, I sensed a taste. I don't know exactly how to describe it, but suddenly, my mouth was tasting a liquid I did not exactly recognize. It was sweet and musky. I was suddenly filled with lust. It was milk...Fucking Christ, drops of Monet milk! I backed off, looked at her tit, and there was white liquid on the tips! White drops of MONET MILK! I lapped them up, and backed away. I tried to get her to squirt, and she did! Squirting milk from MONET! I had to work to aim them at my lips, and milk was hitting me in the face! As I worked her tit with my hands, small, direct, streams of white milk shot from the tips of her nipples, and I got excited beyond control.. I "aimed" her nipples at my face, and backed away a few inches, eager to see the milk squirting into my mouth. It was, amazingly, unbelievably, the hottest thing I can remember about the night! Real, honest to God milk was squirting from Monet into my mouth. I couldn't believe it!

"Um...AH....Ah...", was all I could manage, as I made sure to keep my mouth in the line of the squirting droplets of my sweet Monet's tits.

I milked her for several minutes, drinking up every drop, each one getting me more excited, and I could see she was also getting beyond control... Monet seemed to be pumping herself from time to time, using her own hands to get more to flow. She loved seeing it go into me...

"Baby. Take it. Take momma's milk, baby. Take it, baby. Slut baby. Slut bitch. Take me... It is for you, Karen. It's all for you...It's my little secret...."

"Oh...yes, baby..." ( slurping noises I can't type filled the room.. I tell you, it was unbelievable...squirting droplets of Monet Milk, wet lips on hot tits, my wet lips eagerly searching for every drop of nasty milk. I'll tell you, it was something else. Almost more than I can imagine. And I have a good imagination....

Soon, Monet slowed a bit, and I sensed her milk was at an end for now. I slowed down my sucking and milking motions, and my lips tenderly lapped at her tiring nipples. She was spent in this regard, I knew. I was beyond myself. I knew I had experienced something that would keep my fingers working on my pussy for many a lonely night, for quite some time. This turned out to be quite true, and as a matter of fact, this typing of the tale has been interrupted more than once for some "personal attention to myself"....

Anyway, I eased off of Monet's young small tit, and rolled back onto my stomach. My legs parted again, and I whimpered a bit, letting her know it was my turn to be taken advantage of. I wanted to show her how decadent I could be, how much I wanted to fuck and be fucked. I wanted her to shove that thing into my ass so deep it hurt, but I wanted to be well lubricated beforehand.

"Baby, oil me deep. Oil me up,. Relax, and lube up good. Don't worry about my bedspread. I love souvenirs or the night before. Oil me up good, drip that cock juice into my back pussy, baby. I want it hard, and I want it there, in my sweet little ass..."

"Karen, if only I had known how you were years ago. All that wasted time..."

I turned to her.

"Oh. Things have changed. I only became this way recently....you did not miss much, but let's make up for lost time... Put it in me deep, baby. I want it now. I want it bad... Fuck my ass, lady.."

I rolled back onto my stomach, reached back, spread my cheeks, and lifted my hips off of the bed a bit, to beg for it...

She once again was slipping into me there, ignoring my pussy. She seemed to be quite good at it, and I must say, she had a definite rhythm that was exhilarating.

In. Out. Soft, smooth. Then a bit rough, maybe teasing me with three fingers or sometimes the hint of a fourth one at the gate...

All of a sudden, I felt a soft, wet probe. I loved knowing it was the tongue of my lover, teasing the ring of my anus. She dipped it in, stiff and deep, and just knowing what she was doing made me moan.

"Please. Baby. Please. Yes.... Yes. Yes. That's it. Please. Yes. More. I love it".

I was gyrating my hips, circular motions around Monet's wet little cock-tongue. It was a sweet feeling, and I knew I could never be sweeter back there for it. I had definitely done all the necessary bathing beforehand. Any muskiness was part of the whole erotic experience. I knew, having been there myself, that it was all good, once you knew it was all about nasty erotic sex. Nasty forbidden things we all love once we experience them...

I wished I had the foresight to have some aerosol whipped cream in my refrigerator. As it was, I had to make do with oil tonight. But the tongue of Monet was so much softer and more skillful than a man's. She was delightful. She paused again, refilled her palm with oil, and made no attempt to keep the oil from the sheets. She wanted me to be a slippery assed bitch, and she was going to make it happen. My inhibitions were long gone. The last I thought of any inhibitions was before I had that chocolate earlier.

As her wet hot tongue plunged deeper into me, and I felt her mouth and skull reaching the limits of her tongue's probing, I wanted more. Her tongue, decadent and nasty as it was, could not fulfill me. I needed more.

"Fuck me with it, baby. Fuck me with the dong. Please. Fill my ass... fill me up."

She lifted her tongue out of me, backed up and got the dong, and poured oil on it, dripping drops onto me and the bed. I did not give a damn about the bedspread. The oilier the better. The more fucking I could do, the better I would like it. As the oil filled my crevice, I began to lose control. My hands left their position, and I stretched my cheeks apart, and moaned and gyrated, offering my ass to her in the most wanton way I could. I was way beyond any pretense. I wanted it. NOW.

"NOW, baby. PLEASE... ahh. Ummm. Please fuck me. Fuck me ...put it in... Please please please. Now now now. Do it do it do it do it.....Do me, baby. Do me mean. Hard. Shove it to me.."

"Like this, baby?", she teased, and the reaming began. Soft at first, but insistent and relentlessly plunging deeper each stroke, regardless of my whimpering.

"Oh.. Ohh.. Ewww. OH.. Easy... Ow. Ow...More.. More...Yes yes yes yes yes yes......"

On it went, I was so horny, so much in heat, so much the total ass fucked slut. I loved it, and Monet loved giving it to me.

The thrusting soon became a regular, hard, nasty rhythm, and it was in to the hilt. My ass cheeks quivered with the thrusting back onto the dong, and Monet kept plunging it in to the hilt.

And then, at the perfect time, I felt it.

"SLAP.....SLAP....SLAP..."

Stinging, painful slaps on my ass were accompanying each thrust into my ass, as Monet violated and abused me fully. She was beating my ass red, wanting to hurt me. It hurt like a son of a bitch, and I wanted more.

"YES! YES! YES! YES! DO IT, BITCH. DO ME, CUNT BITCH! I WANT IT MEAN! DO ME! DO ME NOW!!!...."

Monet slapped my ass harder and harder. It was excruciatingly painful, but I wanted more. The more it hurt, the more I wanted to hurt. Her fresh sweet palms were stinging the hell out of my ass, and I wanted more.

"MORE, HARDER, HURT ME. SLAP ME LOUDER! I WANT IT NOW, I WANT IT FUCKING ALL NOW!....."

She accommodated me, and beat my ass as hard as she could, making the loudest slapping noises I ever heard in my bedroom, and I bucked and squirmed and begged for more.....

"TAKE IT, BITCH! Take it, you slut!", she growled at me, the slapping continuing past the point of me wanting any more. I soon slowed down, and I felt the orgasm building. Then, to insure my pleasure, I reached around behind me, took the dong into one hand, surrounding her fist with mine, and helped her plunge it into me....With the other, I struggled to reach my pussy, and began fingering and stroking my clit for all I was worth. Monet took her free hand, and pinched the living hell out of my left nipple, sending shocks of pain through my body. My head was not back, thrashing my black hair back and forth.

It built. It built. Waves of orgasm began to break over me. My hot pussy erupted orgasm throughout me, but relentlessly, Monet kept fucking the hell out of my pussy and kept torturing my nipple with her vise like pinch.. She was not about to let me relax and enjoy any orgasm. She was a sadistic bitch, and it was showing now. She kept up her dialogue, but I forge what she said. Something about "momma's little baby behaving herself, don't come now, little girl...wait for me..."

But there was no waiting, I thrashed and thrashed, and must have come over and over for several minutes of this torture. It was no longer I who was deciding what would happen. It was all Monet. All Monet, and her sexy lingerie, her nasty tits squirting milk, and her nasty dong she kept shoving in and out of my ass.

As I slowed down my orgasms, Monet let go of my tit, reached to my pussy, and slipped two fingers inside. It was so wet, full of my come.

"Good girl. Um...Good little girl. What a nice little suck you gave momma....I love you, Karen."

I think I collapsed at that point... We slept, but I remember Monet slurping my cunt in the middle of the night, and amazing noises she made as she fucked her own pussy with the dong while eating me out...... But I was sleepy, and let her do whatever she wanted.

We awoke the next morning, more ensued, and we went back to the coffee shop to talk about Ron and his friends. I told her Ron would love to meet her.