I didn't wake up until after one in the afternoon. And even by then I felt too dizzy to get out of bed right away.
It had been a wild party last night. But as I looked out over my apartment, it didn't really look too bad: Lots of empty bottles, ashtrays that needed emptying - and of course, the floor needed a thorough cleaning. But nothing seemed to be broken or ruined.
God, I was thirsty.
I simply had to get up, if only for that reason. As I sat up in bed, my head started spinning. I couldn't even begin to estimate how much I had drunk the night before. What the hell.
A few seconds later, I felt better and got out of bed. I was naked. Nothing weird about that: All summer, I sleep in the nude - I was more surprised that I had even bothered to get undressed. Maybe I hadn't been so drunk after all.
I walked out of the bedroom and through the living room. Sure, it was a mess, but nothing I couldn't handle. The only thing I didn't like to see was the messy pile of cds in front of my stereo. That would be the first thing I'd pick up.
I walked towards the kitchen, and that's when I saw her: One girl hadn't made it home after the party, and now lay sleeping, curled up on the couch. I stopped to look at her. Strangely, I didn't remember who she was. I knew I'd seen her at the party, but hadn't talked to her. She must have been someone's friend.
She was a pretty young thing - in her early twenties, I'd say: Short, dark brown hair, a slender body and cute, rounded breasts wrapped in a black t-shirt. Without thinking, I touched my cock. It had swelled slightly at the sight of the sleeping girl. I held my cock in my hand and stroked it a few times, back and forth, feeling it bulge and grow.
Then I stopped. What the hell was I thinking? She could wake up any second - and then what would she think? I wasn't some kind of leering pervert, jacking off at the sight of a sleeping girl.
Or was I?
I headed towards the kitchen. Okay, so I had it in me. But I could control it. I reached into the fridge and got out a cold can of cola, popped it open and drank. Whew, that was better. I rolled the cold can across my forehead, and my headache subsided slightly.
I took another sip of the cola and looked back at the girl. No problem: I'd just let her sleep it off, and when she woke up she'd say bye-bye and go home. But it didn't look as if she'd wake up any time soon. I had plenty of time to get dressed.
I finished the cola and looked around the kitchen. It was a mess, all right - but nothing disturbing. You know how they say that all parties end up in the kitchen? Apparently, last night people had been too busy dancing around the living room to go sit in the kitchen.
By now, I was feeling okay. A little dizzy, a slight headache. But I knew that a few more cans of cola and one of Ahmet's kebabs from the shop next door would make me feel a lot better.
I looked down at my cock. Oh yes, and one more thing: A hangover always makes me horny.
Gently, I touched my cock. It felt warm and heavy. I have a rather long cock, even when it's soft. And when it's erect, it gets quite thick. Most girls seem to like it. My ex-girlfriend couldn't stop telling me, how "beautiful" she thought it was. That is, until she didn't even want to look at it anymore.
The blood was pounding in my cock, and I watched it jerk and bulge, growing semi-erect. I held it in my fist, squeezing it. Yeah, that felt good. I was getting more excited by the second.
I stroked my cock a few times. It grew harder and harder, its bluish head swelling, as I felt the shaft throbbing in my hand. Mmm, yeah...
There was no turning back now. I was too excited to stop. I would have to jerk off, probably shooting my load into the kitchen sink. And so what? I massaged my cock slowly, feeling it stiffen and grow. Breathing hard, I savored the sensations of pleasure, masturbating until my cock was long and hard.
My head filled with scenes of lust: Girls I had fucked, girls I had longed to fuck. Ahh, yes. I imagined my cock sliding into the moist holes of girls I'd known, supermodels, movie stars, every desirable female I could think of.
I could almost hear them begging for my cock, as I fucked them, slowly, teasing them, making them come again and again. Oh, yeah. I stroked my cock faster, as I imagined pulling out of a beautiful celebrity's slit to let her watch me masturbate, while she screamed at me, demanding to be fucked. Mmm...
Stroking my shaft vigorously, I felt my orgasm approaching. Damn, it felt good. I slowed down, wanting to enjoy the sensations for a bit longer. Mmm, yeah...
But still, coming would feel good, too. And I could always masturbate again later. I moved towards the sink, pointing my rigid cock downward, getting ready to shoot.
I turned my head, and there she was: The girl had woken up and stood in the doorway looking at me.
I let go of my cock and, without thinking, turned to face her. And, really - what could I do? Not only was I naked, my cock was fully erect. I had been seconds away from ejaculating, and now my tool pointed straight at the girl, long and hard, twitching with excitement.
'Wow', she'd said. 'Wow'? Really? Was that the best she could think of? How about 'I'm sorry'?
I looked her over: Yes, she was pretty - with her dark brown hair and her clear blue eyes wide open. She had the breasts of a young girl: Round and firm - they really looked good in that tight t-shirt. And though she was about medium height, she had long, slender legs in her flared jeans. Cute little thing, all right.
And she just stood there, looking at me. I don't know. I've never been in this situation before, but you'd think that a girl that walks in on a strange man masturbating would back off and leave.
"Come here," I said.
I held my rigid cock in my hand. Mostly to keep it from jerking and twitching, but also to show it off to her. I wanted her to look at my cock, to see how long and hard it was.
Slowly, she walked towards me. I don't know if I'd really expected her to obey, but she did. She came towards me slowly, hesitantly, and finally stood right in front of me, staring at my erect cock.
"You like what you see?" I asked.
She nodded. "Mmm..."
It was a strange feeling - an exciting feeling - to be standing, naked and aroused, in front of a young girl I didn't even know. Fuck, it turned me on. I'd been excited before, but now I was out of my mind with lust.
"So - what do you want me to do?" I asked.
She didn't even look me in the eyes anymore - her gaze was fixed on my cock.
"I don't know," she said.
"Oh, I think you do," I said.
Stroking my cock with one hand, I held her chin with the other.
"Look at me," I said. "Do you want to watch me masturbate? Is that it? You want me to jerk off in front of you?"
"Yeah," she said, smiling. "Why not?"
I smiled, too.
"Say it," I ordered.
"I want to watch you masturbate," she whispered. "I wanna watch you come."
I let go of her face and began stroking my cock, laughing quietly.
"My, you are a naughty little thing, aren't you?" I said, masturbating nice and slow, right in front of her face.
Her eyes grew even wider, as she squatted down on the floor, staring intently at my cock. I looked down at her pretty face as I kept stroking myself, rhythmically massaging my hard shaft, until the clear liquid of lust trickled from the tip of the head.
"Is that good?" I asked, almost of breath. "Do you like that?"
"Yes," she gasped. "Keep going. Shit, it's huge."
"Ahhh," I groaned. I was masturbating faster now. The sensations of pleasure were almost unbearable.
"You wanna watch me come?" I grunted, stroking my cock in a steady rhythm.
"Yeah," she whispered and lifted up her t-shirt, exposing her breasts. "Come on my tits."
I gasped for breath at the sight. Her young, firm breasts were lovely. And in my excited state I thought they were the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen. Staring at them, I kept masturbating, feeling my excitement grow. The head of my cock was bulging madly, ready to ejaculate.
"God, I'm gonna come," I whispered hoarsely.
"Yes," she said, squeezing her breasts together. "Let me have it."
I forced my bone-hard cock downwards, pointing it at her breasts. I kept stroking the shaft, harder, faster, feeling my climax approaching.
"Unh,unh," I grunted, in time with my strokes. "This is fucking great."
She smiled, licking her lips nastily.
"Yeah," she purred. "Come on. Show me what that big fat cock can do. Blow your load all over my tits."
Her sexy voice almost brought me over the edge.
"Uhhh," I yelled, masturbating feverishly, feeling the pressure build up from my balls, up through the shaft.
I could have fainted. Jerking off, looking at her lovely face, her shapely tits. Yeah. All I needed was a few more strokes.
I yelled like an animal. One more stroke - and I came. Came as hard as I have ever come before.
"Oooh," she cooed.
The semen began squirting from my cock, long white jets, spattering her breasts, as I cried out in ecstasy. The girl stared at my cock, amazed at the force and amount of my ejaculation.
Sperm pumping from my cock, I stood there, shooting spurt after spurt across the young girl's breasts. I clenched my swollen cock in my fist, feeling my ejaculation decrease in force. One more squirt - and another - and finally, the last few, thick drops dripped from the tip onto her breasts.
"Mmm, yeah," she said, approvingly. "That felt good, huh?"
"Fuck, yeah," I gasped. "Come here."
My legs were trembling, but I had to do it. I pulled her up and lifted her up on the kitchen table, resting her ass next to the sink.
"Oooh?" she gasped.
"Take your jeans off," I ordered.
Her breasts were glistening with globs of my white sperm. She unbuttoned her jeans and quickly pulled them off.
"Panties, too," I said. "I wanna see your pussy."
"Okaaay," she said, deftly pulling her panties off. "You know what you like, don't you?"
"You bet," I gasped as I caught sight of her pretty, young pussy - an inviting, pink slit, crowned with a small tuft of dark brown hair.
I knelt down, spread her legs and let my tongue graze her labia. She sighed deeply. I gently began licking her pussy lips - up and down, up and down, making them nice and wet. I felt her thighs trembling next to my face.
Thirstily, I kissed her pussy, sucking at her tasty crevice. I sucked rhythmically at her slit, massaging her soft flesh with my lips.
"Oh God," she whispered, almost out of breath.
I forced my tongue into her slit, savoring the taste of her wetness. This was one tasty young pussy. Slurping loudly, I wriggled my tongue around the insides of her flesh, drinking her spicy juice.
"Yeah," she gasped, "oh yeah."
I licked her as hard as I could. Moving my head back and forth, I thrust my tongue into her cunt over and over. She was wet now, really wet - and I heard her helpless moans rising in pitch, as my tongue action drove her closer and closer to orgasm.
Just as she was about to come, I pulled back. Instead, I slipped two fingers into her dripping wet slit.
"Are you coming?" I asked, sliding my fingers back and forth in her soft, wet pussy.
She bit her lip, trembling.
"Yes," she whispered, eyes closed in ecstasy. "Please... don't stop."
"Don't worry," I grinned. "I'll make you come so hard, you'll never forget it."
I pulled my fingers out of her cunt. She whimpered in protest. But instead I grabbed the shower attachment that I use for washing dishes in the sink and turned on the tap. As the warm gush of water hit her tender pussy, she cried out loud.
Trembling and kicking, she immediately had a violent orgasm. I had to hold on to her hard to keep her from falling off the table. But all the time I kept the jet of water directly pointing at her cunt.
"Ohmigod!" she squealed. "Ohmigod! Aaahhh!"
She just seemed to keep on coming, crying out with pleasure, as I slowly moved the jet in circles around her flesh. Breathing deeply, she tried to compose herself.
"Oh fuck!" she whispered, still trembling from her powerful climax. "Oh fuck..."
I grinned at her, slowly sliding a finger into her slit, as I kept the gushing shower aimed directly at her cunt. She was gasping for breath now, her gaze fixed on her own pussy. Finally, I saw her body tensing up, as she muttered under her breath:
"I'm gonna come again. Fuck, I'm gonna come again."
She grabbed hold of my hand - the one holding the shower - and pulled it towards her slit, as she came.
"Aaahhh!" she cried, gripping my wrist with all her might. "Yesss!"
As I watched the struggling girl thrashing about on my kitchen table, I felt my cock starting to swell. Hot and throbbing, it began to grow and stiffen. Soon, she would feel it inside her, long and hard, pounding into her pussy. But first... I had to taste her again.
Still showering her pussy, I put my head between her thighs and licked at her labia. I tasted water, I tasted soft, female flesh and the spicy flavor of her juices. Wrapping my lips around her flesh, I sucked away at her pussy, as the water gushed across my face.
Slurping loudly, I licked her tender cunt, as the water kept pouring over it. I swallowed mouthfuls of water, savoring the faint taste of love juice. She whimpered helplessly, as my thirsty tongue flickered over her hot, drenched pussy lips.
"Oooh!" she cried.
My cock was now completely erect. I'd have loved to lick her to yet another orgasm, but I was so excited that I wanted to fuck her right then and there.
I stood up and turned off the tap. I noticed the girl still had her t-shirt on, pulled up over her breasts. Apart from that, she was naked, of course. She looked at me, eyes open wide, watching as I stroked my long, rigid cock.
"Mmm," she purred. "That thing sure is hard again..."
"Yeah," I said, massaging my hardened shaft. "And you know what that means, don't you?"
She didn't answer - just pulled off her t-shirt and threw it on the kitchen floor. Then she sat there smiling cheekily at me. Damn, she was cute.
"Come here," I said, and grabbed her arm.
I pulled the girl down off the kitchen table and into my living room. She stumbled after me, her legs apparently still weak from her orgasms. I pulled up a leather armchair and pushed her forward.
"Heeey!" she yelled, losing her balance.
She landed on her knees, her upper body bent over the arm of the chair. She looked back over her shoulder at me with mock annoyance.
"Be careful," she said. "I might break."
I looked at her, admiring her cute little round ass. Noticing my glance, she wiggled it inviting at me. My cock twitched at the sight.
"I don't hope you break that easily," I said, slowly stroking my cock. "You're in for a rough ride."
"Mmm," she purred. "I like the sound of that."
I knelt down behind her ass and slowly slid a finger into her juicy slit. I moved it back and forth a few times, feeling the heat of her excited flesh. She was incredibly wet, and my motions made her ass wiggle again.
"Ah yeah," she whispered.
I kept going, slowly slipping my finger in and out, in and out of her dripping cunt, teasing her. Her body shivered.
"C'mon..." she whimpered impatiently. "Please. You know what I want."
"No," I lied. "Tell me."
"For fuck's sake, you bastard," she said. "I want your fucking cock. Get it? I want you to fuck me good with that big, hard cock of yours."
I pulled my glistening finger out of her slit and stood up.
"What?" she cried. "No. Don't stop. Fuck me!"
I pulled out a drawer in my desk and got my handcuffs. I went back to the girl, and quickly locked her hands behind her back. She gasped.
"Jesus!" she said. "You really are a kinky bastard, aren't you?"
I knelt down behind her again, my cock now hard as bone, twitching with desire. I grabbed it and aimed it straight at her pussy. As she felt the head of my cock touching her labia, she sighed.
I pushed forwards gently, feeling her flesh yield to my erect tool. Inch by inch I drove it into her, guiding my shaft into the soft wetness of her cunt.
"Ohhh," she moaned. "Push it in. I want that thing inside me!"
And finally, it was. I held still for a moment, letting her feel the length and thickness of my excited cock. Then I took a deep breath and pulled back, almost all the way out of her pussy.
"Okay, baby," I sneered. "This is it."
Grabbing hold of her hair with one hand, I thrust forward, impaling the handcuffed girl on my cock.
"Aaah!" she screamed. "Aaah!"
Again and again I plunged my shaft into her cunt with deep, powerful strokes. I fucked her as hard as I could, hearing her scream out loud with every thrust.
"Fuck! Yeah!" she shouted. "Give it to me hard!"
By now I was sweating from the strain. I felt droplets of perspiration running down my face and my body. My slippery cock pumped in and out of her juicy cunt, and I felt her trembling as her orgasm approached.
"Come for me," I commanded. "Now!"
And, incredibly, she did.
"Ahhh!" she screamed, jerking uncontrollably. "Fuck! Yesss!"
As she shuddered in the throes of her climax, I showed her no mercy, but kept on hammering my cock into her in a hard, relentless rhythm.
"S-stop," she shuddered, yanking at the handcuffs. "Please... I can't..."
"What?" I sneered, thrusting away. "Can't handle a good fuck?"
"Oh, please," she gasped, out of breath. "Just wait a second..."
Slowly, I slid my cock out of her moist, pink slit and stood up. Just as well, I thought. I had been just about to blow my load, too - and I didn't want that. Not yet.
"You crazy bastard," the girl said. "You wanna kill me with that thing?"
I didn't answer. Walking back to the desk, I opened the drawer where I'd taken the handcuffs.
"Well," I finally said. "If you don't want my cock - let's try this instead."
I pulled out a large latex vibrator and dangled it in front of her face. She gasped. The thing was even bigger than my cock.
"No!" she protested. "Don't! Please!"
Ignoring her cries, I knelt down behind her and placed the tip of the toy against the mouth of her cunt.
"You see," I said, "the cool thing is: Not only does it fill out your pussy..."
I pushed the dildo deep into her wet flesh.
"Ohhh," she gasped.
"...it also stimulates you. And I think you need that, don't you?"
I turned on the vibrator at the slowest speed. It started buzzing, teasing the tender insides of the girl's excited cunt. She shivered.
"Please," she gasped, "turn it off. I can't... ahhh..."
And she came again. Hands cuffed behind her back, the latex toy vibrating inside her pussy, she threw herself against the arm of the chair, delirious with pleasure. And I stood right next to her, watching, stroking my hard, swollen cock.
"Oh God," she sobbed. "Make it stop!"
"Yeah," I said, masturbating at the sight. "That's good, huh? Just the thing for a randy girl like you. Makes you come really hard, doesn't it?"
She was shaking all over, yanking helplessly at the handcuffs. She looked back at me, cheeks flushed, eyes open wide.
"Please," she whimpered. "I'll do anything. Just take that thing out... Oh, God!"
I couldn't believe it. Once again, she succumbed to orgasm. She cried out in ecstasy, her body shaking convulsively. The sight made me incredibly horny. My cock was as hard as it had ever been, clear fluid dripping from the tip onto my carpet.
I had to fuck her again. I pulled the vibrator out of her slit and turned it off.
"Open your mouth," I said.
She obeyed, and I put the slippery wet dildo between her lips.
"Mmmm!" she protested.
"Yeah," I said. "Like the taste of your own pussy, don't you?"