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  "Oh Carl," she cried out as he hit bottom and lifted her up for another deep plunge. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

  He obliged, pulling her up and slamming her back down again over and over. She tugged her top down and pinched her nipples. Soft moans of pleasure became louder and shriller. He shoved in deep and held still, reaching down to rub her clit and kiss her open, panting mouth.

  Taryn's body clenched as an orgasm built, but Carl was having none of that. He pulled away and started fucking her again, harder and faster this time, until everything was a blur of motion and melding sounds of his breathing, her cried of ecstasy and their damp skin slapping in the small space.

  "Oh yes. Yes. God YES," she yelled, thrashing around. "Oh my – ouch!"

  "What happened," he asked, freezing in place.

  "Hit my head."

  He laughed at the scowl on her face, in such contrast to the flush on her cheeks and the desire in her eyes. "Maybe we should take this in the back."

  "Good idea. And maybe I'll let you take me in the back too."

  As she clambered between the seats he chuckled. "You're the perfect woman, Taryn."

  She shook her bare ass at him. "Don't I know it."

  Once they were both in the back seat they removed the rest of their clothing and she flipped over, presenting her gorgeously toned and round ass. "Feeling up for a rear-entry?"

  "Fuck yeah." He spread her thighs open and spat on his hand before spreading it in the moisture that had already slicked her pussy and inner thighs. He pressed his thumb against the tight pucker of her ass, getting a low groan for his efforts. She pushed back against him, drawing him in farther. He twisted the thick digit, pushing in lubrication and stretching her. He slid another finger on her clit and pressed the distended bunch of nerves.

  Taryn's ass cheeks danced as he played with her. "Damn it, stop messing around and fuck my ass."

  "Yes ma'am." He laughed and reared back, spitting on the head of his dick and pushing it against her asshole. He pushed, slow and steady, and she took him in. Her hole was so tight he could feel every millimeter as he delved deep into her bowels.

  "Oh god. Yes. Shove that monster in me. Pummel that ass."

  "You've got a nasty mouth, Taryn."

  "Are you complaining?"

  "Shit no. But I'm gonna make you shut up in a second."

  "Big words. Let's see what you got."

  He grinned evilly and pulled out of her ass completely before slamming back in to the hilt. His thick cock burned as it drove into her tight ass.

  "Not bad," she barely choked out. "What else?"

  He shoved two fingers inside her pussy, fucking them in and out of her, alternating with the strokes in her ass. She wailed wordlessly and came immediately, hard and hot, her whole body shaking as perspiration beaded on her skin.

  "Nothing to say, huh?" He pounded her body, balls slapping against her as she shook from the power of his thrusts. Using his free hand to spread her cheeks apart and get even deeper, he groaned as pressure built at the base of his cock and his sac drew up, ready to spew.

  Taryn's ass and pussy clamped down hard on his dick and fingers as her orgasm seemed to go on forever. He kept up his pace, never giving her time to calm down.

  The air conditioning in the car was no match for their frenzied fucking and both were dripping with sweat before long. As he fucked her ass longer and harder it opened, allowing even more brutal treatment. She shoved back against him all the while, demanding everything he had to give and more.

  "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum. Where do you want it, baby?"

  "My tits. I want to go home drenched in your cum."

  "That's really fucking filthy." He pulled out of her and turned her over, lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder. The brief break gave him a little more control and he plunged deep into her cunt.

  Carl's hands reached up to knead her tits as his own orgasm overcame him. He grabbed his dick and pointed it just in time to send shot after shot of ropy jism at her heaving chest. He kept playing with her pussy, dipping a finger inside and teasing her clit. Her moans sounded more like sobs as she came again as his cum splashed onto her tits and belly.

  Finally spent, he sat back on his knees and stared down at the most beautiful sight he'd seen in a long time: Taryn, spread open and completely sated before him. She smiled weakly when she noticed him watching.

  "Did I ever thank you for giving me a ride, Carl?"

  "I think we both expressed our appreciation just fine, babe."

  "Good. Give me a minute and I'll be ready to get going."

  "Take your time. And hey, call me next time you need to go somewhere. I'll be happy to take you. In any sense of the word."

  She smiled and promised to do just that. Hitching a ride with someone she knew could be an all new adventure. Besides, she could think of tons of wild places for them to fuck next. She was sure he'd be up for all of them too.

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  About Jasmine Dayne

  Jasmine Dayne lives her life like any sex obsessed woman: in bed (and other places) with a series of live and electric-powered partners, striving to reach the ultimate state of endless orgasm. She’s sampled every sexual delight she can think of and some she never thought physically possible in Earth’s gravity. On the rare occasions that she does stop having sex she sucks down energy drinks by the gallon and takes her dog for walks.

  It’s possible that only the last sentence of the previous paragraph is true.

  To read more from Jasmine Dayne, visit her website at http://www.jasminedayne.com/ and keep reading for samples of more hot, sexy stories.

  Excerpt from "My Two Lovers"

  Chris and Sam's eyes were glued to me. I raised my hands over my head, showing off the thin strip of fabric covering my pussy and my flat tummy. I spun around a few times, letting my hair fly around my face and down my back again. The only sound I could hear over the music was the twin labored breathing of the men in front of me. I shut my eyes and could still feel their gaze on every inch of my exposed skin.

  The song changed to something slow and I pulled Chris off the sofa and into my arms. He'd always been impetuous and I knew I could get him to help me take this night to the next level. I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest. "Time for a happy birthday slow dance, Chris."

  His hands circled my back and he held me rigidly at first. As the song continued he relaxed and pulled me closer. We swayed together, getting closer and closer until the entire front of our bodies met. I could feel his rampant cock pressing against the front of his trousers. I pushed against it and felt it jump. He was mine for the taking.

  I looked up into Chris's eyes and he was staring at me intently, desire warring with discretion was all over his face. I grabbed the back of his neck and tilted his head towards me. "How about a birthday kiss?" I whispered.

  His hands tightened on my back and his lips parted. Our mouths were inches away when the music clicked off and Sam cleared his throat behind us.

  "Okay, that’s enough. Time for everyone to go to bed."

  I let go of Chris and turned to face him. "The party's just getting started."

  "No, it's over," he said sternly.

  No chance I was letting that happen. I straddled his lap like I had Chris when we were wrestling. Sam froze and said nothing.

  "I'm the birthday girl. Don't ruin the fun."

  He took a deep breath before speaking. "This isn't fun anymore. Chris is drunk and you probably are too. We all need to calm down and get some sleep."

  "Bullshit. I'm not tired. Chris isn't tired. And…" I ground my ass against the massive lump in his lap. "…You don't seem to be tired either."

  "Stop it, Megan."

  "Why?" I slid my hand between us, cupping him tightly. "Don't you like it?"

  "That's not the point. We're not doing this."

  "I told you before, Sam. You're not the boss of me. Never have been, never will be. Besides, I thought of something else I want for my birthday
and you're going to give it to me."

  "Jesus," Chris said from behind us. "She knows exactly what she's doing right now."

  "I sure do. I know a lot of things. Let me show you."

  Excerpt from "The Accidental Stripper"

  "So, Candy," he said. "Tell me about yourself."

  "Well, my name isn't Candy, first of all."

  "I figured." He grinned and patted her hand. She noticed his hands, long and elegant. He really was pretty hot. Except he thought she was a stripper. Awkward.

  "What else?"

  She thought for a moment. Obviously he wasn't looking to date her. But why not go with it? Be sexy Candy for one night.

  "What would you like to know?" She leaned forward and licked her lips.

  "Anything you'd like to tell me."

  Vanessa thought back to her imagined lover from earlier. This handsome stranger was perfect to fulfill that fantasy. "Honestly, Colin, I'm not really in the mood to talk. Maybe we should go somewhere a little more private?"

  He arched an eyebrow and eyed her for a moment, wondering if she was for real, or just teasing. From her dancing he could tell she was no stripper. Sexy as hell, yes, but no professional. Whatever she was, he was willing to take a chance.

  "There's a room in back for private parties. I think it's empty tonight."

  "Perfect," she purred and took his hand. They got up and headed to the room he'd mentioned; careful to make sure no one saw them.

  The private room was small but lushly furnished, with a selection of loveseats and ottomans strewn around the dimly lit space. Colin pulled her down next to him, holding her hands in his.

  "So, I know you don't want to chat, but will you at least tell me your real name?"

  "Vanessa."

  "Lovely."

  "Thank you." She started to say more, but remembered she was playing a part. This was no first date. It was a fantasy come to life, and she didn't plan to spend it babbling about the regular getting to know someone bullshit.

  Instead of speaking Vanessa leaned over and planted a kiss on Colin's cheek. When she pulled back their eyes met. Heat flared and they were on each other instantly, both consumed by the erotic adventure of being with a complete stranger.

  Colin's mouth devoured hers, his lips, teeth and tongue sucking, nipping and tasting her. She moaned and her hands ran over his body, across the bunching muscles of his arms, around his wide, strong back. She yanked the hem of his shirt up, needing to feel his bare skin.

  He pulled Vanessa into his lap, rubbing her against the erection straining his pants. His hands drove beneath her shirt and bra, shoving them out of the way to give him access to her breasts. The generous mounds were soft and warm under his fingers as he tweaked her nipples to hardness. She rocked her hips, pushing her heated pussy into him, her juices soaking through her panties and shorts.

  Excerpt from "Spread 'Em"

  Rick tipped his bottle over her mouth and she took two gulps before the rest spilled down over her chin, soaking the front of her dress. The liquor burned going down her throat but created an immediate soft buzz, enough to give her the courage to go for it.

  "Oh no. I got my dress all wet." She wiggled the hem up until she could pull the whole thing off over her head.

  Rick stepped closer. "Got some on your bra too."

  She unhooked the garment and slid it off. When her round, full tits came in view the room went perfectly silent. She palmed them, sliding her thumbs across her nipples. "Got some on these too. Help me out, lover?"

  He almost tripped in his haste to get to her. Rick leaned down and pushed her hands away to make room for him. He licked wide circles around her 34C mounds, tasting the whiskey and sweetness from her skin.

  Tina's head fell back, her long dark hair cascading down her slim back. She reached a hand out and squeezed Rick's crotch. He was hot and hard. More than ready. She could feel the eyes of all the men on her as they moved closer to watch or join in the action. Trevor retreated and the snarky guy Vince took his spot. He scooted in next to Rick and pushed his hand between her legs. She moaned as he shoved her panties aside and attacked her smooth little pussy. "Mmmm, bare, just how I like it."

  "You haven't even reached the best part. Get those fingers inside me."

  He obliged, jamming two thick digits into her tight cunt. She was wet but no match for his rough handling. It stung in the best way and she moaned again, pushing her chest into Rick's mouth.

  "Oh, you like it rough, huh?"

  "Yes," she whispered.

  Rick bit down on her nipple and pulled at it like he was trying to get milk. She cried out and ground her juicy twat onto Vince's hand. He yanked his fingers out, slapped her pussy hard and sucked her juices off. "Come down from there. I got something even better for that slutty cunt of yours.

  Even though she was used to men being almost worshipful when she got undressed, something about them treating her like a sex toy was amazing. She'd never been so wet, so willing to do anything.

  In a second she was pulled to the center of the room. Vince sat in a chair, his pants and boxers around his knees. His cock stood up proud, beckoning to her. He turned her around and sat her down on it, pushing deep inside with his first thrust.

  Also by Jasmine Dayne

  Taboo Short Stories

  Daddy's Christmas Gift

  Daddy's Halloween Treat

  Daddy May I?

  Father Figure

  Grounded by Daddy

  Her Two Daddies

  Our Little Secret

  Spank Me, Daddy

  Split Decision

  Welcome Home, Daddy

  Other Short Stories

  The Accidental Stripper

  The Accidental Swinger

  The Accidental Whore

  Anything He Says

  Back with Me

  Breaking Down

  Coming Home

  Fast Lane

  Give it to Me

  Horny Hitchhiker

  Make Me Stay

  My Two Lovers

  Occupy Me

  Rubbed the Right Way

  Secret Liaison

  Speed Limit

  Spread 'Em

  Take Me Now

  Collections

  Daddy's Girls

  Dangerous Curves

  More! More!

  Naughty is Nice

  Taboo Tales

  Anthologies

  Big Book of Smut

  Operation Porn Storm

  The Ultimate Smut Collection

  Visit http://www.jasminedayne.com/ for a full list of available titles.