It was my birthday. I called up V. and told her I wanted her to meet me after work at the door of her apartment dressed like a hot slut. She purred yes, already horny. She had long blonde hair, small but pert tits with perfect nipples, a tight sexy ass that she loved to show off, and long slim legs. We did this every so often, and called it Slut Night. She was turned on by the idea of being a slut, and loved me to call her one while I fucked her.
I got off work and went up the stairs to her apartment. She opened the door and I saw she was wearing a very short pleated skirt, sexy black fishnet pantyhose, and my favorite t-shirt: a very thin spaghetti strap tee shirt that hugged her curves tight and showed off her perfect tits and hard nipples. I loved to watch her play with her tits through the tee shirt while I fucked her. And she loved to perform for me, caressing her tits and pinching her nipples through the fabric. She would make a great porn star.
The best thing about her appearance was this: she had dyed her hair from blonde to strawberry red. She was like a different woman. It was as if I was cheating on my girlfriend, with my girlfriend. The hair color was even sexier than the outfit.
"My name's Jim," I said, before she had time to speak. "We've never met. I just moved in next door. I'm your new neighbor."
"Hi neighbor," she said, immediately catching on to the roleplay. "Nice to meet you." She glanced down at my already hardening cock. "Very nice to meet you."
"Do you always answer the door like this?"
She giggled. "I like to do housework in lingerie. Sometimes I forget I have it on."
"Is that so?"
"I promise I'm telling the truth. I'm a good girl."
"I bet you are. The reason I knocked was...can I borrow a cup of sugar?"
"You can have anything you like, baby," she purred. "Come on in." She flipped her newly red hair around in my face. As she walked up the steps she really worked her ass, for my benefit. I could see up her skirt, and saw the bottom of the cheeks of her ass, encased in tight fishnet. I couldn't wait to rip them off her. She wasn't wearing panties, which made my cock even harder.
We went into the kitchen. She said, "Do you like what you see?" gesturing all around her.
"I love what I see."
She leaned up over the kitchen counter to get the sugar, showing me her ass again. She brought down the sugar and said, "Is this what you want?"
I ignored the question. "You look very hot, you know."
"Thank you."
"You keep showing me your ass."
"I don't mean to."
"I think you do. I think you like to."
She said nothing. Her nipples hardened.
"I think you love to show off your ass," I said.
"And why is that?"
"It makes you feel slutty."
"Slutty can be fun sometimes," she said, a dirty smile forming on her face.
"You know you're making my cock hard."
She licked the corner of her lips. "I can see."
"You know how you said you do like to do housework in slutty outfits?"
"Yes."
"I don't believe you."
"I'm telling you the truth," she pleaded. "I'm a very good girl."
"I don't think so."
"No. What do you think?"
"I think you're a bad girl."
She pouted sexily, but her eyes were bright with lust.
I walked toward her. "I think you're a good girl most of the time. You have a good job and fun friends and a nice, safe boyfriend. That's true, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Nice apartment, nice car."
"Yes," she said, "I do."
"But sometimes nice isn't enough. Sometimes your pussy gets so wet that your nice boyfriend just won't do the trick. You need something dirtier."
"Like what?"
"You answer the door dressed like a whore, hoping there will be a guy there. Some stranger."
"And why do I want to do that?"
"You want to get his cock hard. You want to be fucked by some anonymous cock. Some stranger's cock, because strangers make it dirtier."
"Is that right?"
"Yes. You want make him hard and suck his cock and open your legs wide so he can fuck you hard like a dirty little slut."
Her eyes widened at the word slut. She was getting very turned on. "Is that what you think?" she said. "You think I'm a slut?"
"Yes. I know you are."
"Is that why your cock is so hard?"
"Yes. I'm gonna make you cum like a bad girl. Then I'm gonna cum all over your tits."
"Mmmm. That gets me so wet."
"You are dirty, aren't you?"
"You're right. I'm very dirty. I try to be good but I can't. I'm a very bad girl." She slowly brought her hands up to her tits and squeezed them through her shirt, lightly rubbing against her nipples as she smiled.
"That is so hot. Play with your tits, baby. Pinch your nipples," I ordered.
She started massaging her tits through her shirt, her fingers on her nipples and moaning softly.
"Does that make you wet baby? Does that make your pussy wet?"
"Yeah," she breathed.
"Show me."
She slid her left hand down the front of her fishnet pantyhose. She ran one finger along her wet and swollen pussy lips, moving her hips like she was being fucked very slowly. She stuck her finger slowly into her pussy, closing her eyes and moaning as she slid it all the way in. She then took it slowly out again and held her wet finger to her mouth.
"See?" She slid her finger into her mouth and licked the juices off.
I couldn't wait any longer. I went down on my knees so my face was right at her pussy and began to lick it through the fishnet. Then I ripped her fishnets open so I could get to her pussy. She gasped. I sucked on her pussy lips, then stuck my tongue deep in her pussy. As she started to grind against my mouth I stuck two fingers in her pussy and the began to flick her clit with my tongue.
"Oh lick my pussy, baby. I'm so wet."
I started to fuck her with my fingers and I continued to suck her clit. She thrust against my fingers with each stroke. Her pussy began to tighten around my fingers and she wrapped her legs around my head and began to pull me into her pussy as she moaned and bucked.
"Oh god. Oh fuck. Lick my clit. I'm cumming, baby." She began to cum, squeezing her tits through her shirt. She bucked and pulled me tightly against her pussy with her legs as her pussy squeezed my fingers and she pinched her nipples hard through the shirt, cumming very hard and letting out an animal cry of pure lust.
I stood up, pressing her against the counter and kissing her as I squeezed her tits. Then I grabbed the t shirt and ripped it open right over her right tit. She moaned. I began sucking on her nipple as she reached down and started to massage my cock through my pants. I ripped the strap of her left shoulder so it partially exposed her left tit, I and began to suck that nipple through the thin cloth as she took my cock out of my pants and began to stroke me.
I turned her around and threw her over the counter hard, her skirt flying up over that hot little ass encased with tight fishnet. I pressed my cock against the crack of her ass.