Con Demerest - Her anal perversion

He hugged her fiercely. "God, Alice, you don't know how good that makes me feel, because I love you, too."

"Don't say it unless you mean it, John. Please don't, because I'll go to bed with you anyway. You don't have to say you love me for that. I want you to screw me, even if I'm just another piece of ass to you. Don't lie to me, Darling. It will only hurt me if you do. Be honest with me, completely honest, and then we can have an affair with no strings attached, and neither of us will get hurt that way."

"You're the one who's wonderful, baby." He sighed, caressing her back and buttocks simultaneously. The undersurface of his pulsing dong lay along her stomach, the clear fluid seeping from its slitted tip wetting her skin just below the cleavage of her breasts.

"That's good enough for me, Darling. Let's go to bed," she cooed.

"Not yet," he said. "First, tell me what sort of nasty, perverted thing you want to do to me."

"John! No, honey!" she whined. But he persisted, and finally, her cheeks turning nearly beet-red, she blurted, "I want to suck you! There, are you satisfied now? Damn you anyway, why did you make me tell you? You think I'm awful now, don't you?"

"Yes," he intoned with mock censure, "I see now that you're nothing but a filthy pervert. Jesus, Alice, what did I ever see in a slut like you? Can you answer me that?"

She glared at him, her hazel eyes spitting sparks of fire. "Why you – you – you son-of-a-bitch?" she sputtered, and drew back her hand to slap him.

John caught her wrist and half her close, laughing uproariously. "Baby, baby! You're precious! Do you know that! God, you're sweet! The more I get to know you, the better I love you!"

"But, but… you said…"

"Never mind what I said. I was joking, couldn't you tell? Hell's bells, woman, there's nothing nasty or perverted about oral lovemaking between a man and a woman! It's beautiful, the most intimate thing lovers can do."

Her moist eyes blinked up at him unsurely. "Honest, John? Is that really the way you feel about about me sucking you?"

"You'd better believe it, sugar," he told her, leading her toward the bed. "How about if I lie down and prop up my head? I'm dying to get my cock in your sweet mouth, but I want to watch while you go down on me, okay?"

Alice blushed and nodded self-consciously, but she couldn't help smiling. She stood watching as he lay down and propped up his head with a pillow. When he patted the bed beside his hips, she climbed up near him on her knees and bent over his loins. She took his massive, stem in her small hand and pulled up on it, forcing his perpetual skin to puff out at the top.

Following her natural inclinations, she gapped her red lips around the velvety folds of his distended foreskin and started licking it as she sucked gently. Out on the corners of her eyes, she could see him smiling down at her, but he was saying nothing and leaving what she did to his cock entirely up to her. It struck Alice that he was making her a present of his prize phallus, or at least loaning it to her with no preset conditions as to how she should use it. This pleased her, because she didn't really know what she wanted to do, and she felt free to explore him with her mouth to her heart's content.

"Do you feel nasty and perverted now, angel?"

"OH, no!" she exclaimed. "Not with you, I don't, John!"

Again her lips captured his protruding penile hood, only this time she stuck her tongue down into it. The inside of his soft foreskin was smooth as slippery silk, and it fit around her dainty tongue like a snug, living glove. Alice shivered with excitement. She was hot and bothered, but knew precisely what she was doing. With a tiny moan, she drove the tip of her pink tongue down between the stretchable skin and the dickhead it covered. Round and around she licked, laying the musky crown, its prepuce bulging out to reveal the hidden progress of her lascivious taste organ at any given point during its penile orbit. Many girls had loved his peter with their mouth, in many different ways, but not one had ever done what Alice's eager curiosity had led her to do. It was delightful to feel her tongue down inside his foreskin, sliding around his bloated crown. It tickled so tantalizingly that he had to clamp down his inner muscles to prevent ejaculation. He didn't want to cum yet. Alice was just getting started. Apparently she wanted to have a long suck on his dick, and he sure as hell didn't intend to disappoint her.

"What a sweet, juicy prick!" Alice moaned, suddenly lifting her head and staring at his gleaming, saliva-coated glands as she ran the foreskin flag up and down the top part of his standing pole.

"Ohhh, look how beautiful it is!"

"Turn it loose, baby!" he groaned. "Or I'll cum all over you! Let it rest! Come up and lie beside me!"

"Not yet, John! Don't you dare cum yet!" Alice squealed. She scooted up and lay down half on top of him. One of her hanging jugs molded itself against him. She kissed him and thrust her tongue onto his mouth while she squirmed with passion. Then she realized what she'd done, and she jerked her mouth free of his. "I'm sorry, John. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed you so soon after… after I've been licking your dick."

"Why not, for crying out loud?"

"Because I had my lips and tongue on you down there, and I…"

"And you're afraid your little tongue might taste of my cock? Is that it, Alice?"

"Well, yes," she admitted. "I don't want to offend you."

"You're terribly naive, Darling," he chuckled, giving her a playful swat on the butt. "Don't you know it drives a horny man wild to find the taste and smell of his own dick in the mouth of the woman he loves?"

"Oh, John, does it really, Darling? You're not kidding me?"

"Cross my heart, baby." She squealed with delight, sort of like a wild bird being let free. "Open your mouth, my horny man! I'm going to kiss you! I'm going to stick my tongue in your mouth and leave it there till you've sucked all the nice flavor of your sweet peter off it! Then I'll lick your cock some more before I kiss you again! Will you like that, John?"

"I'll love it!" he crooned, and pulled her head down. He licked her lips before he kissed her. When she thrust her pecker-flavored tongue into his mouth, he hugged her tight and sucked it hungrily. Alice swung happily back and forth at least a dozen times, hovering at his loins to lick or suck at his prick a few seconds before she hurried back to kiss him wetly while the pungent flavor of his sex organ clung to her lips and cheeks and tongue. This was the most erotic thing she could imagine, and John seemed to truly enjoy having her do it. As for Alice, she simply loved this uninhibited sex play, and would've gone on for hours if it hadn't been so exciting. But it was very exciting, for John as well as her. Each taste she had of his dong made her love it a little more. Finally, about the fifteenth time she skinned it back and took the glistening gristle of his throbbing cockhead inside her hot, sucking mouth, it tasted so damned delicious that she didn't want to share it with him any more. She wanted it all to herself. Her glassy eyes noted that his bloated testicles were snuggled up tight and twitching against his groin. Her womanly intuition told her his orgasm was imminent, and she thrilled with the knowledge that he would soon be shooting off in her mouth. She pressed her moist palm gently over his warm, full nuts, rubbing them coaxingly as she allowed her middle finger to sneak into the sweaty crack of his rump. She began sucking ravenously and bobbing her head wildly up and down on the top four inches of his huge organ. Without pausing to wonder how he would take to it, she sought out his puckered anal opening with the ball of her naughty finger and began rimming round and around the sweet fuck ring of his feverish rectum.