Kinky Kayla

Kinky Kayla
By: DamonX ([email protected])

Kayla laid her arm across my chest and pressed her warm, sweaty body
against mine, nuzzling her face into my neck.

“That was great baby,” she said, kissing me on the cheek. “Thanks.”

“No need to thank me,” I returned, wrapping my arm around her. “I think
you did all the work this time.”

Kayla let out a giggle as she snuggled closer.

“Yeah, I think you’re right. I even worked up a bit of a sweat.”

“I’ll say!” I exclaimed, half joking. “You’re soaking wet.”

“In more ways than one,” Kayla purred back, her voice dripping with
innuendo.

I turned to look at my girlfriend, her beautiful face barely visible in
the dim light of my bedroom. I could see her loving eyes staring back
at me as she softly ran her hand over my chest.

“You don’t want to go again do you?” I asked. “Aren’t you tired yet?”

“You know I can’t get enough of you,” she responded, propping her head
up with her arm. “You’re just too irresistible.”

Kayla’s tone was a little exaggerated, but her comment was flattering
none the less. We had been together for almost a year and I had never
been happier. Usually by this time in a relationship I would be running
for the hills, but it was different with Kayla. We had fun together,
and the sex was great, not to mention the fact that she was by far the
hottest girl I had ever dated. In fact, I could almost say she was
perfect.

“Hey, are you doing anything tomorrow?”, I asked moving the conversation
away from sex to give my poor penis a much needed rest. “I thought we
could hit the beach.”

I loved going to the beach with Kayla. Her body was amazing and it was
always an ego boost being seen with her in public, especially when if
she was wearing a bikini.

“No can do,” she replied shaking her head apologetically. “I promised
Hailey I’d go shopping with her tomorrow.”

I cringed as Kayla mentioned the name of her best friend.

“Make sure she doesn’t suck any dicks on the way to the mall,” I blurted
out sarcastically.

“Hey!” Kayla scolded, trying not to crack a smile but giving me a light
punch in the shoulder. “Don’t talk about my friend like that.”

“Sorry,” I said, laughing as I tried to fend off more of Kayla’s playful
punches. “But she is a bit of a slut.”

Kayla gave a look of shear surprise and intensified her attack, changing
from punching to tickling. Trying to keep myself from laughing harder,
I grabbed my girlfriend by the wrists, holding her at bay.

“So what if she’s a little bit promiscuous?” Kayla stated, trying to
remain serious as we wrestled. “She’s still nice.”

“Promiscuous?” I spat. “She makes Jenna Jameson look like a nun!”

“That’s it!” Kayla howled, her eyes opening wide. “You’re gonna get it!”


She then lunged onto me, struggling furiously as I held her back.
Rolling to the side, I slipped off the edge of the bed falling hard
onto the floor, bringing Kayla crashing down on top of me.

“Owww,” I muttered, rubbing my head as she rolled off me onto the floor
laughing.

We both had a good laugh before Kayla regained her composure and hauled
her self up to her knees.

“Seriously though,” she said, looking down at me. “You shouldn’t make
fun of Hailey. You know I used to be a bit of a slut too.”

Her words shocked me and it took me a minute to process what Kayla had
just said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she said trying to dismiss the subject. “Forget about it.”

“Hold on a minute. Are you trying to tell me that you used to be like
Hailey?”

Kayla looked down sheepishly at the ground and began to play with her
toes.

“Well….” she began, suddenly becoming very shy.

“Well what?” I asked, pushing for answers.

“I was younger. I did a lot of crazy things.”

I was a little bit jealous but also intrigued. I decide to find out
more.

“Like what kinds of things?”

“I don’t want to tell you,” she said, blushing slightly. “Can’t we just
forget I said anything?”

“Oh no, no, no,” I pressed. “You can’t bring up something like that and
then not say anything. Come one. Spill it.”

“Fine!” she said finally. “But you have to promise not to get mad.”

“I promise. I promise. Just tell me.”

“Okay, here it goes,” she said, taking a deep breath. “I did lots of
stuff, but there’s one thing that really stands out.”

I remained quiet, allowing her to take her time.”

“Remember the night we met?” Kayla asked, looking down at her feet. “At
that party.”

I nodded. I remembered it like it was yesterday. It was the first time I
had ever laid eyes on Kayla. She had been wearing a tiny little white
miniskirt and I thought she was the hottest girl there. Somehow I had
mustered up the courage to talk to her and ended up getting her phone
number. We ended up going on a few dates and started seriously dating a
few weeks later.

“Well…” she continued. “After you left the party, I ended up going
home with a couple guys.”

My stomach felt like it was full of butterflies.

“And…?” I asked tentatively.

“And I ended up having sex with them.”

“Both of them?!”

Kayla nodded, her eyes till transfixed on the floor.

“At the same time?!”

Again she nodded, looking very ashamed and embarrassed. I was speechless
as I attempted to process the information that was just given to me. My
mind was suddenly assaulted by images of my sweet little girlfriend
getting fucked by two guys.

“Are you mad?” Kayla asked meekly.

“No,” I responded, actually surprised that I wasn’t mad. In fact I
didn’t know what I was feeling. I had always suspected that Kayla had
been kind of wild before we had started dating, but I never dreamed she
had done something like that. It was a very strange feeling but I knew
it wasn’t anger.

“Actually,” I began. “I think I’m a little turned on.”

Kayla cocked an eye my way as her lips curled into a little smile.

“Really?” she asked. “It doesn’t bother you?”

I shook my head. I was holding my blankets over my lower body so she
couldn’t tell that I had a massive erection.

Kayla still looked doubtful, but she was willing to let the subject
rest. I, on the other hand was only getting started. I was about to
continue giving her the third degree, when she hopped up from the
floor.

“I have to pee,” she said, taking off towards the bathroom.

As she left the room, I climbed back into bed, unable to dismiss the
sudden revelation. I laid back, thinking about the situation, wondering
about the details. Did they fuck her at the same time? What position
were they in? “Where did they cum?”

As the image of Kayla pressed between two men burned it’s way into my
mind, my hand made it’s way down to my dick which was growing harder by
the minute. What was going on? Was I getting off on the idea of my
girlfriend fucking other men?

I was beginning to wonder what other kinky things she may have done,
when she reappeared at my bedroom door.

“What?” she asked cautiously, noticing me staring at her with an intent
expression on my face.

“Come here.” I ordered.

Still looking quite unsure of my reaction, Kayla slowly made her way
over the the bed. When she was close enough, I reached out grabbing her
by the wrist and pulled her onto the bed.

“What the…?”

Kayla was cut off as I pressed my lips to hers, tasting the warm
sweetness of the inside of her mouth. At first she ws surprised, but
she soon closed her eyes and began to moan softly as our tongues danced
together.

Forcefully, I rolled over pinning her to the bed, kissing her with even
more passion as I pressed my aching dick into her body through the
blankets.

“Mmmm,” she sighed, feeling the hardness of my throbbing cock between
her legs. “What’s gotten into you?”

With her arms pinned against the bed, I raised my head looking down into
her eyes.

“I want you to tell me more,” I said. “I want to know everything.”

Kayla looked back up at me with a look of concern.

“Damon, are you sure? I don’t want you to…”

“Tell me,” I ordered, cutting her off as I thrusted my hips downward. “I
want every dirty detail.”

I lowered my face and began to kiss her neck, a move that I knew turned
her on. There was a moment of silence as our naked bodies writhed
together, separated only by a thin cotton blanket.

“I liked it,” she said suddenly. “It made me feel so dirty but I loved
it.”

“Yeah?” I moaned, running my tongue up her neck. “You like feeling
dirty?”

“Uh huh.”

I could feel Kayla’s moisture through the blanket as she became more
excited. Kissing my way down to her breasts, I released my grip on her
wrists sliding my hands down the sides of her body causing her body to
shiver with anticipation. I began to circle one of her nipples with my
tongue as she continued her story.

“I had been horny all night,” she explained. “I was also drinking quite
a bit and really wanted to fuck someone. After you left the party I
started flirting with these two guys, Chad and Justin. They both seemed
interested in me but I more into Justin.”

I closed my lips around one of Kayla’s nipples, sucking it gently. My
body was tingling as I listened to my girlfriend talk. Reaching down I
began to press the palm of my hand between her legs, feeling the heat
radiating from her steamy pussy. Kayla moaned in appreciation but
continued her arousing tale.

“The guys invited me back to their place, and of course I went. We had
some more drinks and I started to get really drunk. I was being really
flirtatious and we were all making really dirty jokes and stuff. Chad
put on some music and I really wanted to dance. I asked the guys, but
they said they wanted to watch me.”

My heart was racing. The feeling was unexplainable. It was a mix
between arousal and jealousy and it was getting stronger with every
word Kayla spoke. Peeling the thin blanket off her body, I sunk two
fingers into her soaking wet hole as she gasped in pleasure and spread
her legs wider.

“Mmmm, baby that feels good. So anyway, they convinced me to dance for
them which I did. As I danced I began to get more and more turned on
and my dancing got dirtier and dirtier. Soon I was taking turns
grinding my ass into them and flipping up my skirt to give them little
peaks at my panties. They were touching me all over, groping me and
feeling me. I felt like a dirty little stripper, but it turned me on
so much.”

My fingers were now sliding in and out of Kayla’s tight little shaved
pussy and her storytelling was becoming more erratic as she moaned and
groaned under my touch.

“I started out just flipping my skirt up or pulling my top down top give
the guys a bit of a show, but as I got more turned on, I started taking
all my clothes off. Soon I was only wearing my skirt and heels with
nothing on underneath. I sat down in Justin’s lap and began grinding
my ass into his crotch. I could feel his big hard cock through his
pants and my pussy got so wet! He reached around and started playing
with my tits as Chad watched. Then he put his hand up my skirt and
fingered my pussy.”

“Like this?” I asked, sliding my fingers in and out, fucking Kayla’s
tight little cunt with my hand.

“Oh yeah”, she purred. “Just like that.”

I urged her to continue as I bent down gave her clit a few tickles with
my tongue, adding a third finger to her pussy.

“I was starting to feel really nasty, so I pulled his hand from my pussy
and sucked his fingers off, making sure that Chad could see the whole
thing. Then I spun around and kissed Justin, but he pushed my head
down. I knew what he wanted so I dropped to my knees and pulled his
cock out of his pants.”

Moving down between Kayla’s legs I buried my face in her pussy, licking
and sucking at her sweet nectar. She had to stop for a second as she
felt my tongue inside her, but soon regained her composure and
continued her story.

“I sucked his cock”, she blurted out, gasping as I tongued her clit.