Jay Wood - Her incurable passion

“I have a complaint about your treatment,” he said. “It’s beginning to look as if it was only temporarily effective. Amazing, considering how things like that don’t always last as long as you think they will!”

“Hmmm. Perhaps some different measure might have more effect,” Kate said, answering his warm smile with one of her own. “And now that you mention it, I seem to have recurrences of my own ailment, too!”

“Damn! And I thought I’d really done such a good job! Well, it’s perfectly clear that we’re going to have to devote ourselves to some more therapy. I have a suggestion: suppose we truck on over to my apartment? I’ve got a feeling that the kind of treatment we both need might be more in order there!”

“Yes, I was thinking something like that myself,” Kate said. “Very well, shall I follow you?”

Rudi agreed and they left the restaurant. She drove out to the nurses’ parking lot and found his car waiting beside the entrance to the doctors’ lot. He drove the short distance to his apartment house and parked outside, waiting for Kate to draw up behind him. They went in together and he escorted her into his fourth-floor apartment, a large, comfortably furnished set of rooms.

“Do you think we should take a bath first?” he asked as she deposited her coat and shoulder bag on an armchair. “Or should we get right down to business?”

“I’d rather not, at least for the kind of treatment I have in mind,” Kate told him. “For that, I’d rather have you just as you are-the aroma and flavor ought to be a lot more exciting by this time. As for myself, well, I’m pretty messy, as you might guess. Maybe you’d rather that I bathe first?”

“If what you’re talking about is going down on each other, I’d a lot rather you didn’t,” he said. “I might be a little freaky, but I’ve always loved eating a pussy when it’s wet and super-funky.”

“You sound more and more interesting,” Kate congratulated him. “There aren’t many men who like it that way, I can tell you. It’s such a bore, having to get up and wash off before a guy’ll go down on you again!”

“I just think it’s sexier that way,” Mason said. He had begun stripping off his clothing and was now down to his briefs, which could barely contain the rich growth of prick. “And anyway, I figured that if a woman can suck me off all the way, the least I can do is eat her whenever she wants it. Besides, I’ve come around to deciding that come doesn’t taste all that bad, not after it’s been warmed up and treated in a warm, juicy pussy!”

“Yours has certainly been well prepared, then! Ever since that delicious little fucking spree, I haven’t been able to think of much but how I wanted to have you again! I think you’ll find it flavored just the way you like it!”

Kate had also begun undressing and now peeled off her panties. She started to toss them onto her pile of clothing but Mason caught her hand and guided it up to his face. He inhaled deeply of the panties and fingered the wet, slippery crotch, a move which made Kate think much more highly of his sexuality. She could see that he found the scent of sex highly invigorating, a development which made him much more interesting as a lover.

“Ripe!” he muttered, grinning at her. “Yes, I’ve got a feeling that this is going to be perfect!”

He led her into the bedroom and Kate lay back. He stretched out beside her, assuming a reversed position, and brought his loins close to her face as he leaned over to brush his lips over the base of her belly, just above the patch of coppery pubic hair. Although his cock was now fully erect, the foreskin remained in place over the big head. Kate moved closer to him and inhaled deeply: as she had expected, his cock smelled strongly, of sex. The unique aroma became much stronger when she peeled back his foreskin and bared the big, flaring head. She teased herself for a moment or two by inhaling deeply and feasting her eyes on the gorgeous length of lustfully awakened flesh. The sight of a handsome prick almost invariably caused her to think about sex, usually favorably, and this tendency became even more marked if the tool happened to be big and stiff with sensual excitement.

She quickly found that his cock tasted even better than it looked and smelled. Its comforting bigness and warmth made her tongue glow with arousal, but the rank taste of her cunt and his come sent her senses reeling with shock. She opened her mouth wide and took more of the rod, until almost all of it had disappeared between her lips, and then she began working her mouth up and down its length. She used her tongue to stroke the stiff pillar repeatedly, especially after she found that these rough strokes caused him to flex his hips and press harder into her mouth. After sucking every morsel of flavor off the tool’s surface, she turned her attention to his balls and favored them with a series of equally adept caresses. As she did so, she became aware that Mason had not yet touched his lips or tongue to her pussy… So far, he had contented himself with lavishing kisses on her lower belly and the upper portion of her thighs, though she could not deny that he had provoked a hearty storm of sexual arousal in her body with those tactics.

“You know, there are some girls who won’t eat a guy at all,” he murmured after another moment or two had passed, “and some who will, but only because the guy wants them to. And then there are some, a very few, who do it because they like doing it. You know something? I think you’re one of those very few!”

”I don’t know about those other categories,” Kate said, vesting her lips for a moment, “but I know that I sure like doing it. It’s just so all-out sexy, feeling a big, hot prick against your tongue, the roof of your mouth! And later on, when the come starts shooting out, really strong and hot, that’s… oh, I don’t even know how to put it into words! But I really go for it, all of it!”

“I know what you’re talking about,” Rudi said.. “When you’re going down on a woman or finger-fucking her, you can really feel her come! A lot better than when you’ve got your cock in her, I mean, and that really turns me on, feeling a hot, juicy cunt bear down against my tongue or finger. In some ways, I actually think I’d rather go down on a woman, or finger-fuck her, than use my cock!”

“I can see your point,” Kate admitted. “Well, I’ll have to be honest, I guess, and say that fucking is really where it’s at for me. Don’t get me wrong; I love being sucked off and you can give me a hand-job any time you want. But don’t get the idea that I could ever let any of that replace just straight, old-fashioned fucking! No, at least not until you can get your tongue or finger in as deep as that sweet prick, and then you can shoot off too!”

She turned to him and began sucking his prick once more. This time she attacked the meaty shaft with a definite purpose; she sought to excite him unmercifully, so as to incite his balls into an uproarious climax. In doing so, she used her tongue with great skill, pressing it against the underside of his prick’s head and forcing the big, swollen tip up against the roof of her mouth. Once she had that bulbous knob in a firm grip, she began twisting her head about, so that her mouth worked a mighty friction against the most sensitive parts of his cock, and also sucked in hard, creating a strong vacuum. The result of all this was to direct some awesome forces against his prick, all with an eye toward coaxing him into giving up his sperm in the quickest order possible.