Perry Verihard - Lustin And Teasin

He started by kissing her neck and under the chin. She threw her head back and enjoyed his nipping kisses, an the while still kneading at his stiff tool. Then he used a hand to pull down at the neck of her top and bring his eager lips to the creamy lushness of her tits.

She arched her back and heaved the wobbling giants up to his face as he scooped underneath one and pressed it up high and out of the top. The strawberry nipple glided into his sight, his lips, his mouth. He sucked at the rose, drew it deep into the swirling path of his mouth and tongue as she writhed with abandon against him.

This was as far as he had gotten during the Christmas party, at least he was back to point one. With his teeth he squeezed into the cap and felt it grow hot, hard, tense. She was now rolling her shoulders, washing the billowy tit against his face while trying to wrap her hand around the burning cock in his confining pants.

He pulled the top up and over her head in one fairly smooth movement. She had to release his pecker and lift her arms in the air, it was beautiful to see how the pointed, sloping jugs hung forward so high, so firm, above the flat of her narrow-waisted belly. Ken threw his face at them, let the bags jostle against his cheeks and eyes, let the nipples jab and caress his sweaty brow.

Her nimble fingers finally unzipped his fly and started digging for the big nail. It was a moment of fumbling that finally turned into heaven for Ken as he felt her fingers wrap around the root and gently stroke. Then she made everything even better than his wildest dreams by sighing with happy, eager approval. She dug his cock.

And he dug her tits, and her belly, and her ass and most of all, her cooking cunt. His hands now attacked the side snaps and zipper of the tight black slacks. It was a hassle to get the damn things undone but once they were loose they literally parted like swinging doors and he felt the softness of her hip, the sleekness of satin undies.

He dug his fingers into the panties and went directly down for her cunt. Valerie slid forward on the sofa, spread her thighs part way open and helped in every way she could. His thirsty fingers moved right down to the moist, steaming lips of a twat dying for the touch and feel of a man.

It was a firm-lipped, thick-skinned pussy with very little hair and lots of juice. Ken gulped, it felt like the pussy he'd expect to find on a teenager. She was stroking his cock with a tight, pulling fist now, urging him on, trying to drag his purple-headed muscle down between her legs.

"Let's get undressed," he whispered. "Let's do this in full comfort."

"Okay," she agreed.

She was up and dropping her slacks within seconds. Then came the clinging, cheek-hugging undies and Ken was met with the beauty of her two maximum-sized buns. They hung like nippleless breasts from her rear and as she bent down to retrieve the satin briefs he caught a momentary glimpse of a pink, dot-like anus.

He stripped his clothing off and let it drop to the floor as she removed the cushions from the sofa. In less than a minute she had it turned into a queen-sized bed. "I wondered where you slept," Ken said.

"Anywhere I'm welcome," she answered while jumping onto the blankets.

Ken came down between her outstretched legs and felt the powerful heat of her boiling pussy. He rested his face once again into the peaked tits and gave each nipple a hard bite.

"Oh! Oh!" she happily squealed as each bud was wracked with the sharpness of loving pain.

Her hands stroked his bare rump and circled underneath to pull again at the stiffened spike. She was already asking to have it put aside. But Ken wanted to savor every delightful moment, he wanted to explore this creature fully. His mouth traveled from her breasts down to the plateau of the stomach and licked at the quivering navel.

"Mmmmmmmm," she hummed.

"Oh, yes," replied Ken.

His licking tongue and kissing lips now slowly followed a lower and lower course. Back and forth, from hip-bone to hip-bone, each time closer to the bubbling soap of her gash. He was kissing flesh where he'd expect to find hair, giving it sucking draws with his lips when she started shaking. Her whole belly region quivered, goose-flesh dotted the insides of her thighs.

"Ooooohhhhh… It feels so wonderful," she sighed.

Then her hips jerked up with a mighty bolt. They swung to each side, gyrated in mid-air, and she groaned as all the breath escaped her lungs. She was climaxing, shooting her wad before he even put it in her. Ken felt terrific, he quickly moved his mouth down to the humping hole where her happiness was being expressed with gushing streams of tasty wetness.

He licked across the petite, tightly closed lips with the juice dripping from the lowest point. They were like rubber, taut, yet soft. His lips circled the hole, pressed into the open chasm between her wide-spread thighs and engulfed the complete slit. Her hips rolled up to his face, she squirmed with overwhelming passion and her orgasm rumbled again to fill his sucking mouth with drooling juice.

Ken wiggled his tongue between the firm lips and found that the pussy was so small he had trouble. But it was an elastic hole, one with amazing give. His tongue passed the clamp of the lips and slid quickly, easily inside to taste the greasy welcome of vaginal walls.

She was going nuts. Her whole body was rocking, jerking, humping up at him. He heard muffled cries of bliss as her legs clamped possessively around his head to mask his ears with soft thigh. He stabbed the tongue rapidly into her and brushed up against the cord-like stiffness of her sweltering clitoris to send her into a heave that lifted her rump totally off the mattress.

Beautiful, beautiful, wild! Ken screamed to himself as he felt her thrashing around his licking mouth. He couldn't wait to stab his throbbing meat into her and feel the throws and pitches of her glorious body but he had more to explore, to taste, to lick.

His tongue slipped from her pussy and edged down deeper to the outcropped flesh of her backside. He wiggled it like a drunken worm into the valley from her cunt to her asshole and tasted the pink hole. Both cheeks of her ass started to quake and trembled against his face as he worked the tip of his tongue into the pencil point hole.

"Please… no… " he heard her meekly protest. But he knew there was no way on earth she could bring herself to stop the thrills he was instilling in her boiling, totally enraptured body.

He stabbed the tongue firmly into the tight cling of the muscular hole. She tried to resist but couldn't battle the slippery elasticity of his tongue. It wrestled into her anus and made a sweeping circle around the brim. She exhaled as she felt the tickling probe, shuddered, started mumbling incoherently. Then another climax rattled her bones.

"It feels funny,'" she whispered. Ken made another wide-tongued sweep inside her ass. "But it feels good too… "

Now Ken was ready. He had tasted the deliciousness of her holes, driven her to two climaxes… now it was time for his enjoyment. He moved up on her body and she spread her long legs wide apart. Her eyes were constantly on his, taking in his every move.

"Please go easy… you're so big," she said.

He smiled, he loved it. His flared cock-head touched against the well-washed tenderness of her twat and rubbed back and forth. Another tremor shivered through her. He pressed the point of his muscle into her and felt the incredible resistance. She was wet, slick, fully prepared but still so tight his cock-head was barely able to, nudge into the softness.

He hoisted her legs up and back to open her up even more. This time his cock edged the head part-way inside, it felt like a thousand rubber bands were stretched taut around his glans. Ken couldn't wait, it was now or cream on the bed. He shoved her bent-back legs out to each side so she lay under him in a spread-eagle position. His hips lifted away, then plunged down.