Anonymous - Wanda

"Oh Wanda… Wanda… oh Wanda…"

"Just imagine,” she went on, her body breathlessly agitated by his fingers, squirming in delicious pain. But suddenly she lost all thought of what she was going to say. She was stroking her hot clit with one finger as she kissed his cock. “Oh yes,” she moaned, as he bent down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Then, looking up at her, he bit the nipple hard between his sharp teeth. Wanda screamed.

"Oh God,” she cried. “Do it again… do it again! Wouldn't you like me to bite your cock like that? Wouldn't you love it?"

Mr. White quieted down suddenly. “Not just yet my dear,” he said, trying to calm her. He wanted this to last. But her enthusiasm was so immense by now that he could barely keep her from being swept away in a frenzy of lust.

"Oh, Mr. White,” she cried, “when you pull your cock out of my cunt I want you to slam it into my tight virgin asshole… I can't wait for that!” she squealed, hugging him tight.

"Oh, Wanda."

She bent her mouth to his balls again, and really sucked on them, opening her little mouth as wide as she could, to set the full roundness of his testicles inside. She twirled her tongue, spitting his balls out only to suck them noisily back in. He began to jerk off his cock over her face and beat it into her cheeks beneath her closed eyes. When she finally pulled her mouth away from his balls, she took his cock firmly between her lips, pulling it in until the tip of it touched the back of her throat. She gagged and pulled back.

"Oh, God,” she sighed, “that was just wonderful. So good. I love your cock, even if it is too big for my mouth.” She smiled pleasantly, playing with his saliva-coated prick, twisting it, jerking it off and kissing it passionately.

"Could I fuck your cunt a little now, just a little?” he begged.

Wanda could hear the plea in his voice. Angela, in this scene in the novel, had held the real estate agent off until she got her new stove and the built-in bookcases in the dining alcove.

"Not just now, Mr. White,” came her slow reply. She wiped her mouth and again stabbed her fingers into her cunt, bringing them to her mouth and nose to stiff and taste. “We're having a fine time, aren't we? Me all naked and sweaty and you with your big cock sticking out for me to suck… isn't this fun?"

"Oh yes… yes,” he managed to say. She had covered his mouth with her own and was darting her tongue into the corners of his mouth and sucking on his lips.

"It would take only a little minute,” he pleaded.

"To do what?” She moved her mouth to his ear and kissed it, biting down on his earlobe.

"To let me stick my cock into your little cunt, Wanda,” he said, “You said I could. You promised me you would let me."

"Oh, don't worry. I will let you eventually. Of course, I will,” she said, her eyes lowered. When he raised her chin to plant a firm kiss on her moist lips, she jammed her tongue into his mouth.

She pulled her tongue out and said, “Maybe you'd like to lick and kiss my asshole for a while, but that will be all for today. I've just got to go. You know-things to do, things to buy and all that."

"Yes, and there's still the actual signing of the lease,” he sighed. “We still haven't gotten around to that, my dear."

"I know. That's such a drag, isn't it?"

"Well,” he began, unsure of what to do next.

"Aren't you in the mood for ass licking?"

"Oh, to be sure, I am,” he laughed. There was something funny about the way she'd said it.

Wanda got down on the floor on her hands and knees and wriggled her bare behind at Mr. White. It was a tempting sight, with her cunt lips so sweetly exposed. He could see her fleshy outer labia and her inner labia, pink and virginal, still glistening with her cunt juices. He even had a glimpse into her passage which certainly looked wet enough to accept his cock.

"Wanda, could I just insert it an inch or so, and I promise… I promise…"

She kept her eyes on the rug, her weight balanced on her forearms, and her head lowered so that her long brown hair cascaded over and touched the floor. She moaned, “I'd just adore feeling your tongue weaving up into my asshole, Andy.” She was now writhing and undulating her hips just the way Angela did in the porn novel. “I'd love to feel your tongue sweeping deep into my wet, aching cunt.” she whispered.

Mr. White fell to his knees. In a split second, his face was buried between her warm, wet cunt lips and ass cheeks.

To Mr. White, Wanda was a feast offered up before him. He was famished and thought that he might consume her completely-flesh, blood and all. Her hole was slick with her wetness and framed beautifully by her soft brown, curly hair, which contrasted perfectly with the pinkness of her cunt. The lips of her cunt grew darker and more red as they went further into her body. His cock waved before him, throbbing and yearning to be enveloped in her warm wetness. He wanted to swim in Wanda's watery depths, to touch her very soul.

"Oh God, Wanda, what a beautiful hungry cunt! So wet, so lovely. Oh, my dear, my prick is in love with your cunt! Wanda, darling, Wanda. I am your slave. My prick is your slave!"

He was on his knees behind her and could see the raw excitement in her swollen loins. She shuddered with the warmth of his breath as his head pulled between her legs. His moustache tickled the inside of her white, satiny thighs. Mr. White's passion to possess her cunt and asshole was so overwhelming that he felt blinded to everything around him. If someone had interrupted them at that moment, he would have been powerless to draw his head away from Wanda's loins. His prick leapt before him into the air as his hopes to penetrate either orifice ebbed and flowed.

"Oh Wanda,” he cried, his voice weak with lust, his breath coming shorter as his sweat increased, “let me nuzzle your cunt with my nose."

Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed hold of her buttocks, taking each cheek into a hand and squeezing until she writhed. When he pulled his hands away, he could see the marks they had made on her white flesh. Her buttocks looked as if they'd been branded, and he wondered if the touch of his tongue to her flesh would make her skin burn with the feeling of passion.

He put his hands on her hips, pulling her towards him until his nose touched her skin. He breathed in deeply as he ran his nose along the line where her buttocks converged, then traced the same path with his tongue. Wanda squealed at the delightful sensation. She pushed her buttocks closer to his face, then pulled away again.

Spreading her buttocks with his hand, he reached out and touched the very edge of her anus with his tongue. He encircled it with the tip of his tongue as if he were delicately drawing a perfect circle with his saliva.

Then he buried his nose in her asshole, as far as it would go. She squeezed her sphincter muscles around it until he had to withdraw, no longer able to breathe. Mr. White saw that he could fit his entire cock into her asshole if she'd let him. But he held back from asking her and instead, put his cock between her legs. She squeezed her legs together, rubbing his cock between her soft thighs. He was almost desperate to have his cock in her, but he didn't want to frighten her, even if she was driving him insane with lust and desire.

Again, he brought his face between her spread buttocks, this time jabbing his tongue into her asshole. The palm of one of his hands lay flat against her belly now, as the fingers of the other hand played casually in her cunt. She spread her stance, moving the hand on her belly up to her breasts.

"Pinch my nipples,” she moaned, “and stick your fingers all the way up into my cunt.” She was in ecstasy, bordering on madness. She wanted to be filled all over by his touch. She wanted her breasts to be squeezed and even hurt, her cunt to be filled with his hand and her ass to be filled with his tongue. Even as he complied with all her desires, it still didn't seem to be enough.