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The Sexiest Bitch In Miami: Abby Montana
“I owe you a favor, Logan.” Cindy said, leaning against the counter as Logan knelt down under her sink. He was fixing something for her.
“What do you mean?” he asked, more focused on the job he was doing.
“I mean our deal. You fucked me in a closet at my party and now you've got to give me a name.”
“Very true.” Logan finally said, huffing as he tightened the last pipe together to fix the problem. “Alright, it's done.”
“Thank you!” Cindy smiled, pulling him and giving him a kiss as he stood up.
They were in Miami now. Cindy explained to Logan that she lived there and used to be something of a big deal. When he first met her, he didn't know he was meeting a former stripper and socialite in the Miami scene. Cindy knew everyone. That's what she claimed. She told him tall tales about the drug lords and cocaine cowboys. Wild stuff about the parties and how cocaine used to be everywhere and so easy to get.
Logan had spent lots of time in southern Florida. There was a skating rink there that he practiced when the season was over. A few years ago he spent his entire offseason training there. When he wasn't practicing, he spent several nights at the strip clubs. He couldn't believe he never seen Cindy before, but he did remember one special dancer at Samuel's Playground who was his favorite.
Now they were staying in a rented mansion with more rooms than necessary. It was enough rent for 2 weeks and then he would be out and back to Chicago.
“Alright so I need to know a name!” Cindy finally said, strutting into the other room as she opened the fridge to get a can of soda. “Give me a name of a model in Miami that you want to fuck."
“Actually I've kinda got a different plan…” Logan said with a grin.
“Okay?”
“Don't make fun of me. No laughing at this one. When I used to come here, I had a huge crush on someone… and I'd like your help to finally live out a fantasy, if you know her.” Logan replied.
“Oh my gosh.” Cindy rolled her eyes. “Who?”
“You told me that you used to be a stripper, so I want to know if you know Abby Montana.”
“Seriously?” Cindy said raising her eyebrows.
“I said don't laugh!” Logan yelled.
“No! I'm not laughing! I know her. She was pretty famous among the club scene here in Miami. She was married to a drug lord too, which is how I knew her before she started twirling around a pole. Abby is the ultimate lay, I wish she'd fuck me if anything.”
“So can you make it happen?” Logan asked.
"Um, yeah. I think I can pull it off." Cindy replied.
“Really? How?” Logan responded.
“Abby LOVES sex. I mean, oh my god. If you are ever around, she just oozes it. There's some lucky men in town who could tell you some stories about how wild she is. I'm serious that she is the ultimate lay. Don't worry, I'll take care of this.
“Oh… okay!” Logan said rather excitedly. “Uh, do you need me to do anything?”
“Get me two tickets to your game here. Leave your door unlocked after, and I think I can seal the deal. This one is gonna be fun…”
The Florida Panthers.
That was the opponent Logan was facing off again tonight.
The Chicago Blackhawks were struggling. It would be a miracle if they won 30 games this year. He was stuck on a loser team and he hated it so much.
The Panthers were defending champs of the Stanley Cup and the game was an easy rout. Logan was so frustrated skating around the rink, he wanted to pound his fists into someone. But it was better to save that energy.
“Look, there's Logan!” Cindy said to Abby as they looked down across the skating rink.
Abby wasn't doing anything. She hadn't been working at the strip club for several months now, giving her plenty of time to sit around doing nothing. Cindy made up an excuse that this was a girl's date between old friends as a way of getting her to fuck Logan later. With the tickets that Cindy had received, she and Abby now stood high above the home team's net watching the team play. Unfortunately, the Blackhawks playing awful and it was an easy win for the home team.
“So tell me about this guy who moved in next door to you in L.A. Is that him right there?” Abby asked, pointing her finger.
“Yeah! That's him right there." They watched Logan skate around, noticing how frustrated he looked. His team was losing 3-0 with no shot of coming back.
“He looks cute.” Abby commented.
“A cute hunk.” Cindy corrected her.
“Do you and him get up to anything wild? I mean, I know what you're like and I-"
“Yeah!” Cindy interrupted her, talking over Abby. “I've just set him up with some friends of mine in L.A. before and they've told me about their nights with him.”
“Oh...” Abby smiled, knowing that it had been a while since she had been given a good hard fuck. “What do they say he's like?”
“Well they all said he's bigger than any guy they've been with.” Cindy said, knowing exactly how to seduce Abby. “He's rough. I know he likes to pull hair and really make you scream. He just takes what he wants… but in a way that drives a girl crazy.”
“Mmmmhhhhhhmmm…” Abby moaned, the thought of a man taking her like that sending a shiver down her spine. It had been so long since she was last fucked like that. Years even.
"And you said he's big?"
Cindy nodded, blinking, "he's got a freaking monster between his legs. One of the biggest cocks I've ever had."
Abby listened, nodding as Cindy continued. “But he makes you feel special too, like you're the only girl in the world. It's that good when he's fucking you.”
“That's what I need right. Just one night to clear my head with a guy that makes me feel special and fucks my brains out.” Abby replied.
"You know, he's a big fan of yours. When he came to Miami for this game, I asked him to give me a name. He said Abby Monta.a"
Blushing, Abby smiled, "Really? You didn't tell him about me?"
Cindy shook her head, smiling. "No, he mentioned you. He used to watch you dance at Samuel's Playground." Abby smiled so wide. She had not danced in a while, but she loved knowing she had fans out there.
“He wanted me to set you up with him. Can you believe that?” Cindy said with a laugh
“.... maybe you still could?” Abby finally said. Her mind was made up. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, but she wanted him.
Logan hated losing. His team got completely dismantled by the defending champs. He was in a bad mood from the loss as the taxi dropped him off at the front steps of his rented mansion. He went inside, trying to forget about it. As soon as he walked in, he was greeted by someone.
“Uhhhh, hello?” Logan said, seeing Abby Montana sitting in a chair in his living room.
“Hi there! I hope I didn't scare you…” she said, rising to her feet. “I'm--”
“Abby…” Logan cut her off, almost forgetting his entire talk with Cindy because he was so deflated from the loss. “Cindy told me she was going to meet with you. But what are you doing here?"
“Well, funny story actually!” Abby said, making her way over slowly to Logan. “You see, after the game we came back to her place but quickly ran out of liquor. So we came over here, but she drank too much and I helped her to the guest bedroom where she passed out. I hope that's okay?”
“Oh yeah totally, that's no problem at all. She probably was in a bad mood seeing my team get their asses handed to them."
“Gee, you're as nice and caring as she described,” Abby said in a sly tone, finally meeting Logan as she made her way to his chest while her fingers danced along the bottom button of his shirt.
“I try” Logan laughed, finding it crazy to believe that Cindy actually pulled this off and he was about to fuck his dream woman.
“She told me a bunch of other stuff about you too.” Abby finally said, taking some initiative and slowly unbuttoning Logan's shirt.
“Yeah? Like what?” Logan moaned.
“Oh you know... just some stuff that I want to find out on my own... see if it's true...”
Abby couldn't contain herself any longer, she couldn't hold back. Lifting her head, she forcefully pressed her lips against his and instantly groaned a sigh of pleasure as she felt the spark of excitement hit her body. She desperately wanted this. She desperately wanted him so badly. She was hungry for some rough, hair pulling, feel sore in the morning, hard fucking and this young stud was going to deliver. It had been so long since she had fucked someone like Logan, but she was out to prove that she hadn't forgotten how to please men like him. Her tongue didn't spend much time in her own mouth, and her hands didn't spend much time on his shirt as she pushed it off of him.
“Yessssss” she breathed a heavy gasp as her hand clawed at his toned chest. He was the most built man she'd ever been with by a long shot.
Logan didn't know what to think. He had his own fantasies from watching her on stage for years. But this was something else. He had wild girls before, but Abby was proving to be something else. A sex goddess even.
Abby gave a hungry laugh, refusing to let Logan interrupt her desire as she couldn't keep her hands off his chest. Meanwhile, Logan was living out a fantasy as his hand took a healthy grip of her thick jean covered ass. Abby let out a groan of desire as she bit his lower lip and pulled it, she couldn't think of anything she wanted more right now than to have Logan inside her. She couldn't wait any longer either as her hands started to quickly unbuckle Logan's pants. In one determined push, Logan was now naked and Abby's mouth was devouring Logan’s cock. He threw his head back in pleasure, feeling this tip of his cock hit the back of her throats instantly deepthroated him with ease. She was so happy to be sucking his monstrous cock. For as much pleasure as Logan had been thrust into, Abby found herself moaning at finally having a huge dick sliding beyond her lips and into her hungry mouth. Looking down at her, Logan took a hard handful of her blonde hair as she bobbed up and down on his length. Abby loved every second and every taste of him as she removed her mouth off of him for a long gasp of air.
“Make me your bitch, Logan. I want to remember this night forever after you're done with me.” Abby begged, pumping Logan’s cock rapidly in her hand as she breathed some fresh air into her lungs. She gritted her teeth, giving him that classic hungry look he knew all too well from the many nights he watched her dance on stage.
Logan didn't need to be told twice, forcing his dick into Abby's mouth again. He grabbed her head and began to thrust as he controlled the pace while he fucked her mouth. Skullfucking Abby Montana was a sight he never thought he'd see. Now he was experiencing it with his dick ramming down the depths of her throat. The chance to fuck her until she couldn't stand wasn't something he was going to pass up on.
Gripping her by the back of her head, Logan plunged his dick down her throat with great speed while Abby could only make that throttling sound a slut makes when her mouth was being fucked good. The incoherent gagging and slobbering noises. She tried to keep some breath in her as Logan pounded into her, eventually though Logan pulled out for her to breath again. Abby gasped and whimpered, completely enthralled with the man she was knelt before as he pulled her mouth open and slapped his dick on her tongue. Logan slapped her tongue again with his dick before she flicked the head. She moaned before taking it back into her mouth for another round of skullfucking. Abby's mouth being used like this, she could practically feel her pussy soaking through her jeans. The domination and combination of sweat, tears, and saliva covering her face made her makeup run as streaks of black slowly melted down from her eyes. Still though, there was nothing she could do now as Logan fucked her throat hard, grunting with every thrust. Logan finally withdrew himself again, Abby gagged, coughing as a wave of saliva ran out of her mouth and broke the drool strings dangling back to his dick.
She only had a moment to look at his spit soaked cock. Logan reached for her hair, snatching a tight grip and ripping Abby to her feet as she was caught up on the confusion of everything.
“Wha--” she said before Logan ripped off her shirt with ease. She had on a black bra holding her big tits. That was torn off next so her tits flopped around. His hand was still holding her by the hair as he shoved her backwards.
Abby was pushed up against the door hard. She whimpered as she felt her back slam against it. Logan pulled her jeans and black thong down to expose her wet pussy. Her jeans went down to her ankles and he turned her around, shoving her against the door. Without hardly anytime for Abby to prepare herself, Logan pushed his dick hard into her pussy. He was entering her in only a few seconds of seeing that pussy. Abby immediately gasped, her eyes widening.
“FUCK!! MEEEEE!!!!! Fuck this pussy! Fucking use me like a dirty little whore!” Abby cried, feeling her pussy wrap around his cock as she breathed hard. Her face was destroyed with the black eyeliner and mascara smeared around all around. A black tear ran down the left side of her face where her makeup had melted off.
Fuck, this was everything she had hoped for. Logan took a hard grip of her hips and started to fuck her while pressing her against the door. Almost instantly Abby was helpless to his invading as she gave her body to him.
“Fuck me, babe! Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, don't hold baaaaaaack!” Abby cried out once again, feeling her forehead bounce against the wall hard a few times as Logan wasted little time on her. Her hands were pressed against the door, pushing her ass out to give him easier access to fuck her pussy.
Continuing to hammer into her, Logan grunted as he told his body every second to hold itself. He was going to make the most of this fantasy and fucking Abby was a chance that might never come again. Watching her ass bounce back against his waist was tempting though, and he was going to get a part of it tonight. Giving a hard slap to Abby’s thick ass, he watched the slap ripple through it as Abby groaned. She turned her head, her jaw hanging low as she couldn't do anything to brace herself. Not that she would want to brace herself, there was something deeply intoxicating about losing all control to another human especially when that person was having their way with you. All she could do was hang on and hope her orgasms didn't make her pass out. She could feel her first one coming though as Logan switched from speed to force, forcefully bucking into her as his dick slipped in and out while pressing perfectly against her g-spot inside. It had been so long since a man had made her cum and she knew Logan was going to make her cum harder than she had in forever. To have a man inside of her, pressing against her deepest spot, building up a pleasure inside of her that she hadn't felt in years… it was simply intoxicating.
“Make me cum! Fuck me! Make me cum! Make me your BITCH!!!” Abby screamed and cried, feeling her body turn with every single thrust inside of her. Logan snatched her hair hard, pulling at it as her nails scraped lines into the wooden door.
"OH MY GOD!! YESSSSSS!!! OHHHHHHH, GOD!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME LIKE I'M YOUR BITCH!!!"
At any moment he could've withdrew his cock and stop the explosion inside her but every moment that passed she knew he wasn't going to. Abby was completely at his mercy. And then, it happened...
“Ohhhhhhh... Holy... FUCK!!!! I'M CUMMING!!!” Abby screamed and gasped. “I’m… I’m...l’m” before she could get the words out she felt her body release as a flurry of liquid squirted out from her pussy covering her legs, his cock, and even the door where she was pressed up against.
Abby couldn't feel anything for a few moments as her eyes glazed over, her orgasm rebooting every sense inside of her as the pleasure sent wave after wave through her. Logan let go of her hair and moved his hands away from her for a brief few seconds. Abby felt her body reset itself as she felt Logan grab her and place her above him on the floor. She was hardly ready for more but she wasn't going to stop him. He laid down and pulled her on top of him. She didn't say anything as she straddled him and put his monstrous cock back into her pussy. Now Abby was riding him at a steady pace, this time his hands took a firm grasp of her bouncing breasts as she purred a delightful sound. She loved having her tits played with, in fact whenever she played with herself she would have on hand on them. So to feel Logan’s rough and worn hands gripping her swinging chest made her jump immediately back into the act. She wanted to give him a show now
“Let me…” she whispered, pushing her hands against his chest while she adjusted her hips and started swirling them.
With him inside her, he could reach every inch as she swirled her hips in a circle while riding him. Abby wanted to please him, show him that she could handle him. Bouncing her hips up and down, it was like she was giving him a lap dance with him inside of her. Pushing him deeper into her, she let out a loud groan as her pussy gripped his thick cock. It was then that she looked down at him as she rode him. Locking eyes with Abby, Logan felt something inside of him ignite as he felt her dazzle and circle her hips. Using his finger to flick across her soft, hardened nipples, Logan watched Abby throw her head back in pleasure, flipping her gold hair around as she switched from circling her hips to bouncing on his dick. He took control now, holding her effortlessly in place and drilled into her causing her to yelp with everything thrust. Her voice jumped with every jolt of pleasure erupting her her body.
“FFFF....UUUUUU....CCCCCC....KKKKKKKKK!!!!!!” Abby sporadically cried out as Logan hammer into her.
Abby couldn't believe how amazing his cock felt in her pussy. The rumors of Logan making girls melt for him while he fucked them were true, everything Cindy had told her was true. And as Logan flipped her over and placed her long slender legs on his shoulders to get deeper into her, Abby started to believe that tonight would be the most pleasurable night of her life. She was now on her back, legs arched over his shoulders where she could look at him as he was on his knees, pounding into her pussy. Logan admired her feet to either side, the way her toes curled and flexed with every thrust, the way her legs spasmed when he reached the deepest part inside of her.
“Holy fuck, you're gonna make me cum again!” Abby yelled, almost screaming with her whimpering voice. “ Yes! Yessss!! Mmmmmmm, FUCK!!”
With another loud yell, Abby couldn't control herself and a gush of her wetness flood from her pussy and splashes against him. Logan’s hands held her tits as he watched her body react to her second orgasm, trying to keep up with itself as Logan leaned forward to fuck her from a different angle. He was still thrusting away, not giving her any time to recover from the second orgasm. Abby's eyes rolled to the back of her head for a moment.
“OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!” Abby cried out, sounding as if she was about to pass out. “I… I… I think… I think another one is… CUMMING again! OH MY GODDDD!! FUCKKKKKK!!!!!”
Much to Abby’s surprise a third orgasm ripped her body apart right after her second one muchly due to Logan changing his positioning and thrust deeper into her at the perfect spot. Three. Three orgasms in one night and Abby felt like her body would just melt into the floor. She was a complete wreck, sweat poured from every inch of her body, her hair was a complete mess from him pulling at several locks, and her lower body was a hot mess of her cum and her sweat. She loved it though, she loved being a dirty slut for him. Suddenly though, Logan pulled out of Abby and stood above her. Abby knew what was about to happen from the moment he grabbed his cock.
“Where do you want it?” Abby asked, getting up to her knees while she removed Logan's hand from his dick and replaced it with hers. After he made her cum three times, Abby wanted to have the honor of making his cock explode in her hand. “You want to cum on my tits and have me lick it off? Maybe stuff that big cock down the throat again and shoot your load there? Or maybe cum on my face? You could claim me as your little slut with your cum dripping from my face.”
“I want it all over your face…” Logan roared, standing now closing to cumming while Abby pumped his dick.
Almost instantly after that, Abby felt a rope of cum hit her face as she aimed his dick at her. She grinned, feeling the stream shoot onto her left cheek and drip down. She brought in her left hand, using both to finish him. Another rope splattered on her forehead, dripping down her nose. Then another got in her hair and across her forehead. Logan groaned with Abby pumping him in her hands until he was completely spent and empty. His load was splattered all over her face, mixed with the ruined makeup that melted off and saliva around her chin and lower lip. Abby giggled once he had finished and stayed there on her knees for a moment, sighing with a smile as his cum dripped from her face. She felt like a total slut… something she hadn't felt in a long time… but most importantly, it felt good. It would give him a mental image in his head that he would never forget.
The next morning everything was back to normal at the rented mansion. Whatever mess he and Abby had made was cleaned up and everything looked in order. The only thing that wasn't, was the fingernail scrap marks she left in the door. He didn't care if the landlord would have a problem with that. It was a battle scar left behind from how hard she got fucked. He stood in the kitchen now in his pajamas cooking some breakfast as he heard movement coming from behind him, it was Cindy who had crashed at his place last night.
“Sounded like you had a lot of fun last night,” she smirked as she rubbed her eyes, only wearing one of his Blackhawks shirts as her bare feet hit the cold tile kitchen floor.
“Hope we didn't wake you. I heard you had too much to drink and passed out.” Logan replied, pulling out another plate for her now that he was cooking for two.
“Oh that was just a story to get Abby alone with you. I was in the guest room listening to you fuck the life out of her.” Cindy admitted as she pulled some orange juice out of the fridge and took a sip from the carton.
“You were listening?” Logan chuckled while scrambling the eggs in the pan.
“Hey, I set you two up. Besides, she's an old friend of mine so I always wondered how it would sound to hear her getting fucked. I think I earned the right to masturbate to you two fucking.” Cindy rolled her eyes before setting the jug down.
"So... how was it?" Cindy smiled.
“It was everything I wanted it to be…” Logan said, focusing on his own food now, "you called her the ultimate lay."
"Was she?"
"Absolutely. I made her cum three times, so I'm pretty fucking proud of myself. I hope she won't ever forget it."
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