David Crane - She licked the landlord

But Gunderson was in a quandary.

He was longing to fuck this young beauty, certainly, but he was in dread of the repercussions. What would his sister do if she gave him the sniff-test later, and found that his cock smelled of cunt-juice?

He was terrified of that formidable sibling – and, being the way he was, it never for a moment dawned on Al that he could wash his cock after he got laid. Besides, if his sister sniffed soap on his cock-meat, she would be just as suspicious as if it were coated with pussy-juice.

"Well? My cunt is hot for it, Al – throw it to me – fuck me like a dog!" Crystal urged him.

She weaved her ass about enticingly. How could a man resist such temptation? Al dropped to his knees as if he had collapsed under the weight of his hard-on, as if he were a caboose behind his meat train, his cock running on a track that led to the tunnel of her pussy.

He shuffled in, belly thrust out. His cockhead nudged into her fuck-slot.

Crystal purred as she realized she was going to get what she wanted, in the position she wanted it in. She reached back between her legs and cupped his balls, fondling them affectionately. No matter what she might think of the man on the other end of that big, blunt prick, she had nothing against his prick.

Her hand slid up to his cock-stalk and she started to tug his cock into her cunt.

Al was trembling, torn between the urge to fuck his prick into her hot, wet pussy and his fear of having his sister discover his infidelity. Crystal was pulling his prick into her pussy a bit, but Al was hunkering back, making no attempt to help her by humping.

"Fuck me! Pump it to me!" she begged.

With his cock-knob throbbing at the portals of her pussy, Crystal was getting desperate. Al clenched his jaw, looking like a condemned man, resigned to the punishment he feared would follow the pleasure.

He grasped the girl by the hipbones and braced his knees for the thrust. She released his cock and squirmed in joyous anticipation of that cuntful.

Then Al humped with vigor.

But now that he had made up his mind that he was going to fuck the girl and face the consequences later, Al was so frantic to get started that, in his cager haste, he angled his cock wrong.

As he thrust, the cock-knob skimmed up her cunt-gash and ran on up through the crack between her ass-cheeks. His cock-head brushed across her asshole and came looming up over the small of her back. His throbbing fucker was bedded in her ass-cleft and her ass-cheeks clutched it tightly.

He took another stroke, delighted by the sensation. Sliding his prick up through the crack of her firm ass felt just like fucking between her tits. His cock-head squeezed from her ass crevice and his bloated balls rolled up and splashed in her cunt-slot.

Crystal was enjoying this foreplay and she puckered little ass-ring flutter and open wider. He began to shove.

"No, silly – that's the wrong hole," Crystal moaned, supposing he had made an honest mistake.

Crystal had never taken it up the ass and it didn't occur to her that such was his intention. And, surmising that the girl's adorable ass was cherry made the prospect all the more pleasing to Gunderson.

Being Al, he didn't ask her permission. But he pushed in very cautiously, not out of fear of hurting Crystal but a bit concerned about the possibility that he night skin his prick in that tight passage.

The tip of his blunt cock-head wedged in. "Oh!" she squealed. "No, Al – what do you think you're doing?" she protested.

Al grunted and fed her a bit more.

"That's my asshole!" Crystal cried, still, in her naivety, believing that he was making a mistake, miscalculating the location of her cunt.

Why would a guy want to shove his prick up her ass when her cunt was available?

Of course, she didn't know about his sister applying the sniff-test.

"Stop it!" she wailed, trying to crawl away. But he was holding her hips and her asshole was stuck on his cock-head. She was snared on his prick, unable to pull free.

And Al was not to be denied…

Al's bulging cock-head vanished in her asshole.

Crystal gave a squawk of protest – but suddenly realized that it felt good.

Her trim little shit-slot was collaring his thick cock-shaft just behind the knob and her ass-ring began to flutter and ripple, opening slightly, as if the tight tunnel was preparing far his prick.

Al grunted as he looked down – a grunt of satisfaction. His cock-knob was the biggest part of his prick and if that fat slab would fit in her little asshole, he knew that the rest of his prick would sink in, too.

Crystal was wriggling around like a fish on a gaff, but she was no longer trying to crawl away from him. The idea of losing her ass-cherry was exciting.

And it even helped that it was Gunderson about to plunder her ass. Crystal would have been shy and embarrassed to let some handsome young guy up her shit-chute. Ass-fucking seemed sort of indelicate.

But with Gunderson, delicacy had never been a part of the arrangement.

She began to snuggle back.

Al hauled her by the hips and shoved his loins out. His cock began to sink into her ass, inch by inch. Her ass-ring spread to accommodate his thick fucker. Then, with a sudden lurch, he rammed it all in.

"Unghhh!" she panted, as she felt his thick cock fuck into her ass-guts.

His belly was jammed to the curve of her ass and his balls hung down in her groin. She rolled her hips, grinding her ass around on his gut-buster.

He held his cock buried and her pliable pussy passage molded to his cock, pulling and sucking, as if she were swallowing him in reverse, digesting his cock-meat from the wrong end. He moaned at the sensations, sagging down and heaving up on the end of his hard prick.

Crystal's virgin asshole gripped his reamer with a wanton enthusiasm. She felt pleasantly stuffed, as if she had just consumed a satisfying meal. It hurt a little, but that slight pain only served to embellish the thrill of having her ass full of cock-meat.

And although she had never been ass-fucked before, the young girl seemed to know just what to do. Her ass-guts were puffing and sucking, making him tremble.

It seemed to Gunderson that this nubile girl was giving him another blow-job, but from the back seat. Her ass was working just like her mouth always did, the two terminals of her alimentary interchangeable.

And his cum-load was going to wind, up in the same place, too – it was going into her belly, no matter which end he shot the stuff into.

With all of his prick buried, he even wondered if his cock-head might be sloshing around in the creamy cum-load the girl had drunk that morning from his prick.

Crystal, enthused now, began to move before Al did. She pulled her asshole up and shoved it back, fucking her ass on his immobile cock.

He grimaced as her snug asshole clutched and snatched on his hot cock-meat. Then he began to move with her, pulling back as she drew away, then ramming in as she fucked her ass back down his cock-lance.

Crystal wailed and squealed in delight, loving to feel that hot probe in her bowels. She felt transfixed, almost expecting his cock-head to come out of her mouth. She was gurgling and gasping just the way she did when he was ramming his prick down her gullet.

She rolled her ass, shoving back, winding her asshole onto his big fucker. He plunged in, fucking her ass with glee, his belly slapping on her ass-cheeks and his balls swinging into her cunt.

She grasped his balls again, stuffing them into her gaping gash and rubbing her clit against them. Cunt-milk drenched the hairy ball-sacs.

Creamy ribbons were slowly unwinding down her kneeling thighs.

Ass-fucking was fun! How happy Crystal was that she had made that welcome discovery. Her pneumatic pelvis swung and swayed, her hips jerked and jolted. Her knees bounced on the floor as he plowed his prick up into her ass-guts, packing the fudge in a randy rapture.