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11-02-2007, 09:52 PM
Mad About Arden
By Cassidy
Starring Arden Myrin (MF, nc/cons, anal, fDom)
DISCLAIMER: You know the rigmarole the events in this story are fictional and based in fantasy, they in no way represent the person(s) in question. If you are offended by sexually charged material or are underage, STAY AWAY FROM THE STORY!! Like the story? Other comments? Requests? Then tell me so at megaherzman@yahoo.com.
Arden Myrin stepped off the set and sighed heavily in frustration as she headed backstage to prep for her next bit. She’d been working for over a year at MadTV and was still being used for any roles involving extreme sexuality. It was becoming increasingly clear to her that she was not being taken very seriously by the staff writers. Every week she’d come in and read the sketches only to find out she was cast in some ridiculous bimbo role playing her Jillian Barberie, her Hilary Duff, or her Pamela Anderson characters. This week was no exception; Arden had been doing rehearsals for both Jillian Barberie and a newly added Jennifer Love Hewitt impression, which made even more use of her ample cleavage, all week long.
She had just finished the final performance of the Barberie bit and now she had to go back and dress out into the for the Hewitt sketch at the end of the show. She walked down behind the set and her assistant Jimmy handed her the bottle of cranberry juice she was fond of drinking during tapings. Jimmy quickly gave her the rundown on the next sketch.
“Thanks, Jimmy,” she said but was instantly thrown off as she saw that his eyes strayed toward the cutoffs that the Barberie character called for.
Inwardly debating whether she should slap the little perv, but she brushed it off as best she could and walked down the hallway that led to the makeup and costume room. She knocked lightly on the door and waited. No answer came.
“Marvin?” She called out.
The door suddenly opened and Michael McDonald walked out, made out to look like the depressed Persian tow truck driver. He walked by barely acknowledging Arden but making sure to turn back and gaze longingly at her. Arden grimaced at his piercing stare, feeling more and more uncomfortable by the second. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, giving her a jump.
“Hey sweetie pie, don’t look so glum,” Marvin, the makeup and wardrobe guy, said in his usual unabashed flamboyancy.
“Easy for you to say,” Arden said, as she entered his working space.
Marvin closed the door behind her and swished his way over to Arden who was now looking at her outfit in the mirror. He stopped behind her and looked her over, finally resting his hands on his hips.
“What’s wrong baby doll?” His light lisp made his already flagrantly effeminate mannerisms even more outrageous. Arden looked at his reflection and couldn’t hold in her laughter. That is one gay man, she thought to herself.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry,” she managed through her giggling.
“The boys giving you dirty looks again?” He asked playfully as he pulled back the puffy blond wig off her flowing blond locks.
“You know it,” Arden said as she untied the blouse, that was knotted above her midriff, and slid it off her shoulders.
“Take those off while I get your new change,” Marvin said, signaling the jean cutoffs then heading to the rack of costumes near the entranceway of his makeup room. He quickly picked out the new outfit and turned back to face her, stopping dead in his tracks.
“Wow, girl, do you actually blame those guys? Look at you, you have an incredible body. I need me one of those,” he said as he danced around amused at the thought of him in her shoes.
Arden blushed as she stood before Marvin in her sheer bra and a small matching red thong. She remembered a friend once told her that there was no bigger compliment than one coming from a gay man. Looking at Marvin, she was beginning to question her friend’s sanity. Nevertheless she felt the heat of blood increase as Marvin circled her and gave her a real good look over. Then, just as suddenly as he’d noticed, he stopped.
“Don’t blame them a bit, darling,” he said conclusively, as if that settled all her issues. “Come on and get this thing on.”
Arden walked over to him as he removed the plastic protector off the outfit. He handed it to her, a tight low-cut red top and a insanely snug skirt that reached to right above the knee. She sighed heavily in resignation. Of course, they had to write in this type of getup. She wiggled as into the skirt and began to squeeze into the top.
“Thanks for saying that, Marv,” she said shyly, “It’s not that I so much mind all the attention, it’s just that I get the feeling this crap is not letting me get my ideas across for the show, you know what I mean? I mean, I have good, funny stuff to say but all they want is tits and ass.”
Marv sighed heavily and gave held out his hands, she took a hold of them. Marvin spread her arms and looked her up and down. The tight top made the best of her large breasts, as now they were prominently displayed through the extremely low dipping front. The skirt left almost nothing to the imagination in its tightness. Marvin looked up at her and smiled approvingly of her look.
“I understand honey; I’m just trying to make you feel better here. You’re not making it easy,” he said as he guided her to the swivel make up chair. She sat down and looked in the mirror before her as he walked behind her and ran his fingers through her hair, bringing up into a ponytail which he proceeded to tie up with a rubberband.
“Look, why don’t you use those exceptional talents of yours,” he slid his hand over her shoulders and down the front of her chest, taking a hold of her boobs, “to get what you want?”
Arden laughed. “Maybe you’re right. They’ve got to be good for something right?”
Marvin went back to her hair and finished off, heading to a nearby counter to select the wig necessary for the sketch, but Arden’s chest was heaving with her increased breathing. The feeling of Marvin’s warm hands over her tits, had given made a tremor run through out her body and shoot through her cunt. She couldn’t really figure out why, either. Maybe, she thought, it’s because he’s forbidden territory. Whatever the case, the feeling was unmistakable, the warmth between her legs had sprung to soaking life and her nipples were rock hard underneath her tight blouse. Her mind was beginning to lose focus in the wake of these sudden emotions.
Marvin made his way back to her, now holding up a black wig. He smoothed back her hair again, his touch making her pulse quicken a bit more, and carefully placed the black wig on her head. He finished up final adjustments and then looked at her in the mirror.
“You look incredible!” He exclaimed joyously, simultaneously clapping his hand in glee.
Arden barely smiled, her thoughts still lingering on his hands over her tender breasts. Marvin, catching the lost look in her eyes and flush of red on her cheeks, was about to say something but the door opened behind him. He turned as Keegan Michael Key entered the room. Arden noticed that Marvin became visibly nervous as Keegan made his way in the room and picked up an Afro wig.
“Hi Keegan,” Marvin said expectantly.
“Hey man, just takin’ the wig, that ok?” Keegan said, completely oblivious to Marvin’s blatantly apparent bout of anxiety.
“Of course, you know…” Marvin stopped, Keegan had already walked out and slammed the door on him.
Arden watched Marvin’ shoulders slump. He turned and plodded over to her.
“I wish I looked like you then maybe he’d pay attention to me,” Marvin uttered.
“You’re an attractive guy, I’m sure if you’re subtle about it he’ll take some sort of liking to you,” Arden said, not meaning one it of it but was happy enough to see Marvin’s face light up.
“You think so?!” Marvin let out a giddy scream and ran around to face Arden face on. “Cause he sure as hell gives me a boner whenever I see him,” he said as he grabbed his crotch through his spandex shorts.
Arden’s eyes shot down and instantly her smile faded her expression of amusement replaced by that of pure lust. Her eyes were glued to the massive 10 inch anaconda stressing against the tight fabric of Marvin’s shorts. She looked up at him, inhibitions clearly not an issue any longer.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” Marvin said as Arden rotated her chair to face him directly.
She leaned back in the chair and crossed her legs, never losing eye contact with Marvin.
“Arden? Talk to me, you’re freaking me out,” Marv said, audibly bothered.
The strangeness of the situation was taking its toll on him, Arden could see, as his cock begin to lose its rigidity. Deciding this was not a bearable option Arden brought the foot of her crossed leg up to his crotch and shoved him up against the wall directly behind him. Marvin grunted as the air was knocked out of him but his mind was suddenly sent into a tailspin as he felt Arden’s bare foot run the length of his cock. He threw back his head and moaned.
Arden was pleased as she saw his cock begin to snake down the length of his thigh as she moved her foot over its hardening outline. She pushed hard as she moved it up and down, his shaft fitting nicely between her big toe and her first little toe.
“You like that, Marv?” She asked, flashing him a naughty smile.
“Mmm, yes…no! NO!!” Marv’s eyes shot open and he grabbed a hold of her foot. “Arden, we can’t do this. I don’t like girls.”
Arden’s face hardened and she gave him a cold look. Marv waited in fear of her response but had no time to hear it as it came in the form of a sudden sharp pain shooting from his balls. He screamed in agony.
“Does it look like I give a shit if you like to fuck guys?” She said, shoving her foot into his balls again. “Now pull down those shorts before I decide to rip your balls off.”
Marv nodded and dragged his shorts down below his knees. He barely stood straight up again, his back against the wall, when he felt the smooth arc of Arden’s feet crawl up the length of his massive cock. He felt her toes brush the head of his dick as her foot reached the tip.
Arden was completely entranced by the sight of this massive pulsing cock whose heat was permeating the soles of her feet. She pulled her foot back a bit letting the thick member fall in the curve of her foot’s arch. Slumping a little bit more in her chair she brought up her other foot and sandwiched Marvin’s cock between her feet and started moving them up and down the full length of his dick. She smiled as she heard Marvin moan under his breath, unable to hide the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. Motivated by this she increased the pressure on his cock and sped up the rise and fall of her feet.
Marvin threw his head back as his knees buckled and he slid down a bit against the wall. No matter how much he fought it his body was responding to Arden’s sudden attack. Arden’s eyes gleamed with gleeful deviance when she saw Marv’s knees give out for a second. Taking this as a cue she brought one foot down to his balls and gently spread her toes over Marvin’s scrotum, while her other foot flattened his cock against his stomach.
“You’re gonna cum for me, Marvin. You got that?” She said, utterly amused.
Marvin could barely manage a grunt as Arden slid her foot up against his hard member even faster than before. Her toes fumbled around with his scrotum, making her giggle as she felt his balls slip around within.
Marvin let out a deep groan and Arden instantly felt his balls pull back under her cute little toes. Likewise she felt a strong pulse run the length of his cock. Instantly, she drew back her feet and jumped off the chair and down on the floor on her knees. She grabbed a hold of Marvin’s rod and relentlessly started to pump her hand up and down its length. Marvin reached out and grabbed her hair as she focused on his aching cock.
Teeth gritted and hand furiously pumping Arden urged Marvin on, “Come on you fuckin’ faggot, spray that shit all over my face. I want it, I want it now!!” With that she slid her hand down to base of his cock and covered his cock with her mouth. Her tongue pushed back Marvin’s foreskin and rapidly swirled about his head. Marvin grunted heavily, his eyes rolled back and with only that warning Arden felt the first stream of his cum hit the back of her throat.”
A devilish smile on her face she pulled back and jacked off his cock as it shot stream after stream of his cock snot all over her face and the dark black locks of her wig. One last spasm and one last thick rope of cum hit Arden’s forehead. Marvin was breathing hard as Arden took his still erect penis and used it to smear the cum all over her face.
“Oh my god, Arden. That was amazing!” He said between gasps.
Arden’s smile got wider, she wasn’t quite done here. She stood up, his cock still in her hand, and pulled him toward the swivel chair. Once near it she squeezed his dick as hard as she could.”
“Get on your knees on that chair, you sissy,” she menacingly roared out.
Marvin obeyed, he held on to the back of the chair sticking his nude ass up in the air. He was about to turn back and see what the hell this crazy woman had in store for him when a renewed shot of sexual vigor ran through his body. He laid his head on the backrest and looked at what was going on in the mirror.
Arden had parted Marvin’s ass cheeks and stuck her head in, her tongue rimming his asshole. She savored the raw taste and stench of his ass. The thought of her tongue touching his dirty asshole only making her more wet than she already was. The effect of the act was not lost on Marvin either; his cock was beginning to engorge with blood at the touch of Arden’s wet, warm tongue circling his ass.
Arden pulled back and looked at her handiwork, very pleased to find Marv’s cock dangling between his legs. Eagerly she grabbed it, her little hand not even reaching around its full girth, and began to jack him off again as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes suddenly caught Marvin’s lust driven gaze and she smiled knowing the time had come to make this fudgepacker into a real man.
Grabbing his hips harshly she shoved him to his side, “Sit down right Marvin, it’s time to show you why everyone wants me.”
Marvin, clearly lost in the moment sat down in the swivel chair. Arden grabbed a hold of the backrest and placed one foot on the right armrest. With a sleek movement she brought her other foot up to the left armrest. She looked down at Marvin’s glazed eyes as she squatted above him, her pussy radiating heat a few inches from his fully erect 10 inches.
With no warning at all she rammed her hips down on his cock. She grunted as she felt his dick tear up her insides. Marvin, on the other hand, was sheathed in pulsing heat and maddening moisture. The feeling was a incredible release for both.
Arden began moving her body up and down the full length of his penis. Making sure every inch exited her and every inch came back in.
“Oh yeah, you stinkin’ faggot fill my pussy up. I’ll make you think twice about fuckin’ guys.” With that she dropped her knees down onto the seat of the chair and besides his legs and started jumping up and down on his cock.
Marvin moaned as she suddenly stopped and started to grind her hips onto his cock. This was unbelievable to him, that he could possibly be enjoying this. Arden stopped grinding and stared at him dead in the eyes.
“You want a tight fuckin’ asshole don’t you, you miserable fuck? Yeah, you’re used to all that ass. Well guess what? I’m even better when I assfuck.” With that she extracted her penis and propped it right up against her anus.
“You want my ass, you little shit?” Arden spat.
“Yes, please, give it to me.”
With that Arden slammed her asshole down on Marvin’s cock so hard that his cock bent and his foreskin pulled painfully down as she forced his girth up her incredibly tight ass. Arden let out a scream of pain but her hips did not relent as they worked to get all of Marv’s cock into her. Up and down she went, only managing to bend his penis even more as her unlubed asshole didn’t give way. However this proved already too much for Marvin as he suddenly groaned loudly.
“Oh god, I’m cumming!!”
“Mmmmmm, give it to me,” Arden said, given Marv two more hard strokes with her ass, then reaching back and pulled out his cock with a audible pop. She let it go and felt it slap between her asscheeks. At this she pushed her as back and moved it up and down, stroking his cock with her ass.
“Give me that fuckin’ cum,” she screamed at him, his cock still lodged between her tight ass.
“ Oh, oh gooooooooddddddddd!!!”
Marvin’s cock shot out stream after stream of jizz all over Arden’s back. She looked in the mirror as his penis convulsed and shot out the thick ropes of cum over her arched back. She smiled as she caught Marvin’s eyes intent on the sight of his cum oozing down the middle of her back and into her asscrack.
“You liked that didn’t you?”
Marvin, out of breath, only nodded but was brought of his exhausted state as Arden slapped him.
“I’m not done,” she said, her hips going into overdrive going up and down over the top of his increasingly flaccid cock.
“Arden, what…,” but suddenly he understood and he felt a warm torrent of her cum coat the top of his cock and stream down his balls and onto the chair.
Arden sighed heavily and laid her head on Marvin’s chest. She looked at him in the mirror, already his cock was hard again. She smiled and sat up, looking at him directly.
“Good to see that reaction, maybe you won’t be such a fag now,” she said.
They both laughed and got ready for the second round.
The End
By Cassidy
Starring Arden Myrin (MF, nc/cons, anal, fDom)
DISCLAIMER: You know the rigmarole the events in this story are fictional and based in fantasy, they in no way represent the person(s) in question. If you are offended by sexually charged material or are underage, STAY AWAY FROM THE STORY!! Like the story? Other comments? Requests? Then tell me so at megaherzman@yahoo.com.
Arden Myrin stepped off the set and sighed heavily in frustration as she headed backstage to prep for her next bit. She’d been working for over a year at MadTV and was still being used for any roles involving extreme sexuality. It was becoming increasingly clear to her that she was not being taken very seriously by the staff writers. Every week she’d come in and read the sketches only to find out she was cast in some ridiculous bimbo role playing her Jillian Barberie, her Hilary Duff, or her Pamela Anderson characters. This week was no exception; Arden had been doing rehearsals for both Jillian Barberie and a newly added Jennifer Love Hewitt impression, which made even more use of her ample cleavage, all week long.
She had just finished the final performance of the Barberie bit and now she had to go back and dress out into the for the Hewitt sketch at the end of the show. She walked down behind the set and her assistant Jimmy handed her the bottle of cranberry juice she was fond of drinking during tapings. Jimmy quickly gave her the rundown on the next sketch.
“Thanks, Jimmy,” she said but was instantly thrown off as she saw that his eyes strayed toward the cutoffs that the Barberie character called for.
Inwardly debating whether she should slap the little perv, but she brushed it off as best she could and walked down the hallway that led to the makeup and costume room. She knocked lightly on the door and waited. No answer came.
“Marvin?” She called out.
The door suddenly opened and Michael McDonald walked out, made out to look like the depressed Persian tow truck driver. He walked by barely acknowledging Arden but making sure to turn back and gaze longingly at her. Arden grimaced at his piercing stare, feeling more and more uncomfortable by the second. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, giving her a jump.
“Hey sweetie pie, don’t look so glum,” Marvin, the makeup and wardrobe guy, said in his usual unabashed flamboyancy.
“Easy for you to say,” Arden said, as she entered his working space.
Marvin closed the door behind her and swished his way over to Arden who was now looking at her outfit in the mirror. He stopped behind her and looked her over, finally resting his hands on his hips.
“What’s wrong baby doll?” His light lisp made his already flagrantly effeminate mannerisms even more outrageous. Arden looked at his reflection and couldn’t hold in her laughter. That is one gay man, she thought to herself.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry,” she managed through her giggling.
“The boys giving you dirty looks again?” He asked playfully as he pulled back the puffy blond wig off her flowing blond locks.
“You know it,” Arden said as she untied the blouse, that was knotted above her midriff, and slid it off her shoulders.
“Take those off while I get your new change,” Marvin said, signaling the jean cutoffs then heading to the rack of costumes near the entranceway of his makeup room. He quickly picked out the new outfit and turned back to face her, stopping dead in his tracks.
“Wow, girl, do you actually blame those guys? Look at you, you have an incredible body. I need me one of those,” he said as he danced around amused at the thought of him in her shoes.
Arden blushed as she stood before Marvin in her sheer bra and a small matching red thong. She remembered a friend once told her that there was no bigger compliment than one coming from a gay man. Looking at Marvin, she was beginning to question her friend’s sanity. Nevertheless she felt the heat of blood increase as Marvin circled her and gave her a real good look over. Then, just as suddenly as he’d noticed, he stopped.
“Don’t blame them a bit, darling,” he said conclusively, as if that settled all her issues. “Come on and get this thing on.”
Arden walked over to him as he removed the plastic protector off the outfit. He handed it to her, a tight low-cut red top and a insanely snug skirt that reached to right above the knee. She sighed heavily in resignation. Of course, they had to write in this type of getup. She wiggled as into the skirt and began to squeeze into the top.
“Thanks for saying that, Marv,” she said shyly, “It’s not that I so much mind all the attention, it’s just that I get the feeling this crap is not letting me get my ideas across for the show, you know what I mean? I mean, I have good, funny stuff to say but all they want is tits and ass.”
Marv sighed heavily and gave held out his hands, she took a hold of them. Marvin spread her arms and looked her up and down. The tight top made the best of her large breasts, as now they were prominently displayed through the extremely low dipping front. The skirt left almost nothing to the imagination in its tightness. Marvin looked up at her and smiled approvingly of her look.
“I understand honey; I’m just trying to make you feel better here. You’re not making it easy,” he said as he guided her to the swivel make up chair. She sat down and looked in the mirror before her as he walked behind her and ran his fingers through her hair, bringing up into a ponytail which he proceeded to tie up with a rubberband.
“Look, why don’t you use those exceptional talents of yours,” he slid his hand over her shoulders and down the front of her chest, taking a hold of her boobs, “to get what you want?”
Arden laughed. “Maybe you’re right. They’ve got to be good for something right?”
Marvin went back to her hair and finished off, heading to a nearby counter to select the wig necessary for the sketch, but Arden’s chest was heaving with her increased breathing. The feeling of Marvin’s warm hands over her tits, had given made a tremor run through out her body and shoot through her cunt. She couldn’t really figure out why, either. Maybe, she thought, it’s because he’s forbidden territory. Whatever the case, the feeling was unmistakable, the warmth between her legs had sprung to soaking life and her nipples were rock hard underneath her tight blouse. Her mind was beginning to lose focus in the wake of these sudden emotions.
Marvin made his way back to her, now holding up a black wig. He smoothed back her hair again, his touch making her pulse quicken a bit more, and carefully placed the black wig on her head. He finished up final adjustments and then looked at her in the mirror.
“You look incredible!” He exclaimed joyously, simultaneously clapping his hand in glee.
Arden barely smiled, her thoughts still lingering on his hands over her tender breasts. Marvin, catching the lost look in her eyes and flush of red on her cheeks, was about to say something but the door opened behind him. He turned as Keegan Michael Key entered the room. Arden noticed that Marvin became visibly nervous as Keegan made his way in the room and picked up an Afro wig.
“Hi Keegan,” Marvin said expectantly.
“Hey man, just takin’ the wig, that ok?” Keegan said, completely oblivious to Marvin’s blatantly apparent bout of anxiety.
“Of course, you know…” Marvin stopped, Keegan had already walked out and slammed the door on him.
Arden watched Marvin’ shoulders slump. He turned and plodded over to her.
“I wish I looked like you then maybe he’d pay attention to me,” Marvin uttered.
“You’re an attractive guy, I’m sure if you’re subtle about it he’ll take some sort of liking to you,” Arden said, not meaning one it of it but was happy enough to see Marvin’s face light up.
“You think so?!” Marvin let out a giddy scream and ran around to face Arden face on. “Cause he sure as hell gives me a boner whenever I see him,” he said as he grabbed his crotch through his spandex shorts.
Arden’s eyes shot down and instantly her smile faded her expression of amusement replaced by that of pure lust. Her eyes were glued to the massive 10 inch anaconda stressing against the tight fabric of Marvin’s shorts. She looked up at him, inhibitions clearly not an issue any longer.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” Marvin said as Arden rotated her chair to face him directly.
She leaned back in the chair and crossed her legs, never losing eye contact with Marvin.
“Arden? Talk to me, you’re freaking me out,” Marv said, audibly bothered.
The strangeness of the situation was taking its toll on him, Arden could see, as his cock begin to lose its rigidity. Deciding this was not a bearable option Arden brought the foot of her crossed leg up to his crotch and shoved him up against the wall directly behind him. Marvin grunted as the air was knocked out of him but his mind was suddenly sent into a tailspin as he felt Arden’s bare foot run the length of his cock. He threw back his head and moaned.
Arden was pleased as she saw his cock begin to snake down the length of his thigh as she moved her foot over its hardening outline. She pushed hard as she moved it up and down, his shaft fitting nicely between her big toe and her first little toe.
“You like that, Marv?” She asked, flashing him a naughty smile.
“Mmm, yes…no! NO!!” Marv’s eyes shot open and he grabbed a hold of her foot. “Arden, we can’t do this. I don’t like girls.”
Arden’s face hardened and she gave him a cold look. Marv waited in fear of her response but had no time to hear it as it came in the form of a sudden sharp pain shooting from his balls. He screamed in agony.
“Does it look like I give a shit if you like to fuck guys?” She said, shoving her foot into his balls again. “Now pull down those shorts before I decide to rip your balls off.”
Marv nodded and dragged his shorts down below his knees. He barely stood straight up again, his back against the wall, when he felt the smooth arc of Arden’s feet crawl up the length of his massive cock. He felt her toes brush the head of his dick as her foot reached the tip.
Arden was completely entranced by the sight of this massive pulsing cock whose heat was permeating the soles of her feet. She pulled her foot back a bit letting the thick member fall in the curve of her foot’s arch. Slumping a little bit more in her chair she brought up her other foot and sandwiched Marvin’s cock between her feet and started moving them up and down the full length of his dick. She smiled as she heard Marvin moan under his breath, unable to hide the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. Motivated by this she increased the pressure on his cock and sped up the rise and fall of her feet.
Marvin threw his head back as his knees buckled and he slid down a bit against the wall. No matter how much he fought it his body was responding to Arden’s sudden attack. Arden’s eyes gleamed with gleeful deviance when she saw Marv’s knees give out for a second. Taking this as a cue she brought one foot down to his balls and gently spread her toes over Marvin’s scrotum, while her other foot flattened his cock against his stomach.
“You’re gonna cum for me, Marvin. You got that?” She said, utterly amused.
Marvin could barely manage a grunt as Arden slid her foot up against his hard member even faster than before. Her toes fumbled around with his scrotum, making her giggle as she felt his balls slip around within.
Marvin let out a deep groan and Arden instantly felt his balls pull back under her cute little toes. Likewise she felt a strong pulse run the length of his cock. Instantly, she drew back her feet and jumped off the chair and down on the floor on her knees. She grabbed a hold of Marvin’s rod and relentlessly started to pump her hand up and down its length. Marvin reached out and grabbed her hair as she focused on his aching cock.
Teeth gritted and hand furiously pumping Arden urged Marvin on, “Come on you fuckin’ faggot, spray that shit all over my face. I want it, I want it now!!” With that she slid her hand down to base of his cock and covered his cock with her mouth. Her tongue pushed back Marvin’s foreskin and rapidly swirled about his head. Marvin grunted heavily, his eyes rolled back and with only that warning Arden felt the first stream of his cum hit the back of her throat.”
A devilish smile on her face she pulled back and jacked off his cock as it shot stream after stream of his cock snot all over her face and the dark black locks of her wig. One last spasm and one last thick rope of cum hit Arden’s forehead. Marvin was breathing hard as Arden took his still erect penis and used it to smear the cum all over her face.
“Oh my god, Arden. That was amazing!” He said between gasps.
Arden’s smile got wider, she wasn’t quite done here. She stood up, his cock still in her hand, and pulled him toward the swivel chair. Once near it she squeezed his dick as hard as she could.”
“Get on your knees on that chair, you sissy,” she menacingly roared out.
Marvin obeyed, he held on to the back of the chair sticking his nude ass up in the air. He was about to turn back and see what the hell this crazy woman had in store for him when a renewed shot of sexual vigor ran through his body. He laid his head on the backrest and looked at what was going on in the mirror.
Arden had parted Marvin’s ass cheeks and stuck her head in, her tongue rimming his asshole. She savored the raw taste and stench of his ass. The thought of her tongue touching his dirty asshole only making her more wet than she already was. The effect of the act was not lost on Marvin either; his cock was beginning to engorge with blood at the touch of Arden’s wet, warm tongue circling his ass.
Arden pulled back and looked at her handiwork, very pleased to find Marv’s cock dangling between his legs. Eagerly she grabbed it, her little hand not even reaching around its full girth, and began to jack him off again as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes suddenly caught Marvin’s lust driven gaze and she smiled knowing the time had come to make this fudgepacker into a real man.
Grabbing his hips harshly she shoved him to his side, “Sit down right Marvin, it’s time to show you why everyone wants me.”
Marvin, clearly lost in the moment sat down in the swivel chair. Arden grabbed a hold of the backrest and placed one foot on the right armrest. With a sleek movement she brought her other foot up to the left armrest. She looked down at Marvin’s glazed eyes as she squatted above him, her pussy radiating heat a few inches from his fully erect 10 inches.
With no warning at all she rammed her hips down on his cock. She grunted as she felt his dick tear up her insides. Marvin, on the other hand, was sheathed in pulsing heat and maddening moisture. The feeling was a incredible release for both.
Arden began moving her body up and down the full length of his penis. Making sure every inch exited her and every inch came back in.
“Oh yeah, you stinkin’ faggot fill my pussy up. I’ll make you think twice about fuckin’ guys.” With that she dropped her knees down onto the seat of the chair and besides his legs and started jumping up and down on his cock.
Marvin moaned as she suddenly stopped and started to grind her hips onto his cock. This was unbelievable to him, that he could possibly be enjoying this. Arden stopped grinding and stared at him dead in the eyes.
“You want a tight fuckin’ asshole don’t you, you miserable fuck? Yeah, you’re used to all that ass. Well guess what? I’m even better when I assfuck.” With that she extracted her penis and propped it right up against her anus.
“You want my ass, you little shit?” Arden spat.
“Yes, please, give it to me.”
With that Arden slammed her asshole down on Marvin’s cock so hard that his cock bent and his foreskin pulled painfully down as she forced his girth up her incredibly tight ass. Arden let out a scream of pain but her hips did not relent as they worked to get all of Marv’s cock into her. Up and down she went, only managing to bend his penis even more as her unlubed asshole didn’t give way. However this proved already too much for Marvin as he suddenly groaned loudly.
“Oh god, I’m cumming!!”
“Mmmmmm, give it to me,” Arden said, given Marv two more hard strokes with her ass, then reaching back and pulled out his cock with a audible pop. She let it go and felt it slap between her asscheeks. At this she pushed her as back and moved it up and down, stroking his cock with her ass.
“Give me that fuckin’ cum,” she screamed at him, his cock still lodged between her tight ass.
“ Oh, oh gooooooooddddddddd!!!”
Marvin’s cock shot out stream after stream of jizz all over Arden’s back. She looked in the mirror as his penis convulsed and shot out the thick ropes of cum over her arched back. She smiled as she caught Marvin’s eyes intent on the sight of his cum oozing down the middle of her back and into her asscrack.
“You liked that didn’t you?”
Marvin, out of breath, only nodded but was brought of his exhausted state as Arden slapped him.
“I’m not done,” she said, her hips going into overdrive going up and down over the top of his increasingly flaccid cock.
“Arden, what…,” but suddenly he understood and he felt a warm torrent of her cum coat the top of his cock and stream down his balls and onto the chair.
Arden sighed heavily and laid her head on Marvin’s chest. She looked at him in the mirror, already his cock was hard again. She smiled and sat up, looking at him directly.
“Good to see that reaction, maybe you won’t be such a fag now,” she said.
They both laughed and got ready for the second round.
The End