Lee Ryder: Rearend raptures

Sue Bender woke with a start. Something long and wet, slippery, poke her channel. "Whaaaaaa?" She looked down the sheet. A bulge in the rumpled linen stirred. The bulge was between her legs and it was the size of a man on his hands and knees. "Jerry!" she shouted at the bulge, "what are you doing?"

"Mmmmmm," replied the head under the sheets and between Susan's legs.

"Ooooooh," she smiled, realizing that the prod between her legs had been provided by Jerry's long tongue. "You devil!" She opened her legsso that he couldmore easily-get to her honey pot. "I had no idea you were such an early bird!"

They'd met the night before in a single's bar, the Red Lobster, down at the Marina. She was looking for an easy fuck, and so was Jerry. They drank some and came back to her place. The fucking and sucking had been exceptionally good.

But Sue had no idea that Jerry would want to get started so early again.

"Don't you think," she said, "that we should have some coffee and breakfast first? Just to get the weekend going right?"

"Mmmm," hummed Jerry.

"Oh," gasped Sue, "that tickles." She watched the bulge in the sheet, where Jerry's head was, bobbing between her legs. She bent her legs at the knees and lay back to enjoy the kisses he spread along her soft loins and sleepy pelvis.

"Mmmm," she sighed, "you certainly have a way about you."

A Moment later Jerry emerged from beneath the sheets. His chin dripped the thin thread-like strand of clit juice.

"Come here, you heathen," said Sue. "How come your so nice to me?" she asked, taking a piece of Kleenex to his face.

"It's easy to be nice to people you're just getting to know," said Jerry. He flopped his head down on the pillow next to Sue's. She inspected, bye the light of day, her catch from the previous evening. Jerry had bushy dark hair and heavy eyebrows. He was strong and dark with bronzed tan muscles. His incredible build, she figured, eyeing his huge biceps and smooth chest, was probably due to the fact that he was a lifeguard for one of the local beach clubs.

"Checking me out?" said Jerry. "Making sure you were'nt just drunk?"

"Yeah," she said, sliding one hand along his chest, "you never know."

Jerry turned on his side, put his head in his palm. "Well, I know about you," he said. He reached over and slid the finger along the gentle curve of Sue's right breast. He stopped when the tip of his finger was eye to eye with the tip of Sue's aroused nipple. "Well, how about that?" he said, now circling the soft puddle of brown surrounding the nipple.

"let loose of me, you gorilla!" she exclaimed. She jumped up and climbed over him, out of bed. She took two steps and landed in front of a full length mirror. "Do you like my body?" she asked. "I mean really?"

He slid out of bed and stood behind her, his head over her shoulder, both of them looking in the mirror. He put one hand under her arm onto her right tit.

"I like the way this tit leans out to the side." He pulled the nipple to the right, led the pear-shaped boob away from her. Then he let loose and moved his hands down to her belly. "And look there in the mirror," he said and they both watched his large hand wander in circles along the smooth flesh of her smooth stomach. "I like how soft your skin is here." He poked her belly button and slid his hand lower, onto her damp bush. "And I especially like the feel of this." She watched his finger enter her and rub the already erect clit meat within.

"I like that," she said. She held onto his forearm while his agile finger slid in and out of her pussy. "It's a kick," she said, "to see it happening in the mirror. It's like watching somebody finger-fuck me."

He dropped his other hand between her soft buns. "I like this end, too," he whispered. She could feel his warm breath along the back of her ear.

"What about my hair?" she asked.

He looked at her long silky hair. "It's lovely," he said. She stood about five-six, a few inches shorter than Jerry. She had a trim, supple figure. The curves of her legs were gentle, soft, and led nicely into her unusually damp pussy. Her tits were large and the nipples cherry red in pools of soft brown.

The hair on her cunt was jet black, and the slit below always firm and succulent. Jerry had been only too happy to supply her, the previous evening and new, too, with whatever she wanted.

"I like the feel of your body behind me like that," she said. He held her close, still from behind, his cock rubbing softly against the folds of her ass.

"Its nice to feel your prick there." She dropped one hand back to where Jerry's firming cock rubbed her right asscheck. She took the penis by the base and rubbed the head against the baby smooth surface of her buttock. "Do you like that," she asked coyly.

"You know I do," he said softly. "I like whatever makes you feel good.

"Your prick makes me feel good," she said. She gave him an extra special little squeeze, on the base of the shaft, and then tugged lightly. His pink mushroom head sprang to attention. She slid it along the fold of her asscheek.

"Ahhhh," said Jerry. "You know your stuff, honey." He continued to work at her clit. He had the slippery piece of cunt-penis erect and throbbing. He could feel her juice beginning to flow. He knew for sure that soon he would be fucking her righteously. He let his hand drift down, out of her pussy and between her legs.

"Mmmm," she hummed, watching his fingers sliding up and down her loins. His arms were long enough that he could cover plenty of her thigh with one swift stroke. When he came up again, he stroked her pussy with a quick jab from his middle finger.

"Finger-fuck me," she said. "Give it to me real fast." He jammed his finger in and out of her twat several times. She watched in the mirror as his hand jerked in and out of her bush. His finger was wet and slippery and soon she was breathing heavily. "It's good," she gasped, still watching his quick hand. "I love that."

Jerry kissed her on the back of the neck. "What most turns you on?" he asked.

"Ooooh." she said. "I don't know. All of it, I guess." He rubbed her fanny, especially the left asscheek because she was still sliding his cock up and down her right side. He slid his hand up between the two cheeks. Now he hand one finger fondling her asshole and the other in her cunt. He held her from the side, his cock in her hand against her butt, his fingers playing with both of her pelvic holes.

"Oooooh." She began to weave her hips. He alternated the stimulation, sticking her firmly first in the ass, then in the cunt, again in the ass, again in the cunt. "God damn," she cried. "Mmmmmm."

"Last night," he said softly, "you were plenty turned on, but you didn't come."

"I know," said Susan, "but I can't help it."

"You juiced up nicely," said Jerry, poking her hard in the asshole, "but no orgasm."

"Ahhhh," she grunted, his finger buried to the first knuckle in her bunghole.

"Uuuuumph."

"Maybe," he said, poking her cunt, "we didn't get the right hole."

"I don't know," she said, the blood rushing to her head. "I never-"

He jammed his finger hard, quickly, forcefully up her sphincter muscle. She jerked involuntarily and when she tried to wiggle free he prodded her in the pussy. No matter which direction she headed he would be penetrating one or the other of her holes. "Maybe," he said, watching her face in themirror, "youneed somethinga littleless traditional than the standard pussy fuck?"

"I don't know," she said, trying to slide her ass off his finger. She went forward onto the finger in her cunt. But he had lodges that digit in so far that she had little room to move in. She let loose of his cock and looked directly at him, not in the mirror. "I never had it in my asshole," she said.