Jerry Milner: Vacation swap

"Darling, you're getting me hot," Dottie said. "I'm all weak in the knees. I'm going to have to sit down. Can't you take your sweet tongue from my butt-hole long enough for me to sit down?"

Howard, on his knees, cock sticking up like a telephone pole, drew back panting and heavily flushed and sat on his heels. From there he watched as his woman majestically turned around, showing him her big, red-haired cunt, the full expanse of her belly, complete with its very deep navel, and those glorious, upstanding tits which he'd gladly die for.

He grabbed for her tits and tried to kiss them. She slapped his hands away and said, "I have enough grabby guys at the bar. If you want to make love to me, keep your hands behind your back."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said, and bent to place kisses on her mesh-covered knees.

She smirked down at him. Even with her eyes wide open, this was almost as good as having Jayne at her command. She parted her legs and watched him, blinking and panting, staring down at her cunt. She rubbed herself there as he watched, almost hearing his inward groans as she slipped her fingers through the very puffed lips of her cunt, surprisingly wet, and warmly massaged her clit.

Her fingers were slick with her juices when she drew them out of her cunt. She sniffed at them, made a face, and wiped them off on her stiff left nipple. Her fingers still smelled very strongly of mature cunt in heat. She rubbed them around Howard's nose, over his panting lips, and then thrust them inside his mouth, saying, "Ah, he's still playing finger games."

"Uh-huh," Howard said, licking them clean, getting drunk on the taste of her cunt.

It took all his will power to keep from grabbing her hand as she drew it away. Back to her cunt it went, and then back to her tits to anoint them with more of the stuff that he'd come to crave on this night of all nights in his life.

"See something else you'd like?" Dottie said, smiling and fondling her tits, squeezing the big globes together till their gleaming wet ends looked as if they might burst.

"Can I… kiss your breasts?" Howard said. "Can I lick the sweet cunt juice off the big, hard nipples of your beautiful, beautiful tits?"

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear those words. Go ahead, baby-doll."

Howard licked them clean. He took his time, for clearly, that was what Dottie wanted. He wanted it that way, too. He wanted to savor the feeling of her nipples in his mouth, like velvet covered cherries, but thrillingly alive. And he wanted to see his adored one get hotter, which was happening to her all the time.

"Mm. Oh, baby. You've got such a sweet, warm mouth," she said, squirming about on the toilet seat, feeding him more of the tits she held in her hands. "Ah-h-h. Yes. You do like the taste of the sauce I put on 'em, don't you?"

Howard nodded, mouth too full of pure sex to speak as he smacked and slurped kisses all over her big, thrusting tits.

"You ought to go to the source of it," she said. "I'd like it and so would you if you'd get right down there and suck on my cunt like you're sucking my tits."

He had expected to be fucking her by now, but he didn't at all mind postponing that till he'd eaten her cunt. He wanted to eat her and eat her good. All the rest of the sexy goodness he'd tasted was just an appetizer for her cunt.

He crouched right down, panting, with his chin at the toilet seat's rim. She spread her legs and came forward, too slowly for Howard, and she held his hot cheeks in her hands while he gazed at her cunt. Her hair was a thick patch of dark red, tucked very nicely between her thighs, fanning up to her belly and disappearing beneath her toward the sexy hot hole he had already feasted upon. Her cuntlips were very plump and very pink, thrusting out through the hair, glistening wet with her heady juices. She took her hands from his cheeks to spread her cuntlips quite widely, and he gasped at the sight of her clitoris, fully distended, like a small finger beckoning him on.

"Suck me right on my clit. Okay?" she said.

He quickly nodded. "Yes! Right there! Oh, my God!"

"And lick me all up and down through my cunt. Right, baby?"

"Yes! Inside you, on your lips, everywhere! Can I start on you now, my beloved?"

"Go ahead, Ja… go ahead, Howard, and don't stop for anything."

He licked her and sucked her just as she'd said. Her cunt tasted terribly strong and terribly wonderful. She leaned back against the commode, stroking his head, purring in her rising contentment, working up to a glorious orgasm that she would owe to him.

"Mm. Sweet. More suction, darling. Yes-s-s. And now a little more tongue. Oooo-o-o-o, nice. Now all the way down and up again with your tongue. Yes-s-s, lick it all up, all the good stuff. Oh, honey. You are getting to me! I don't think I can hold it in any more. Do you mind if I just let it go?"

"Mm-hm! Mm-mmm!" he said, nodding vigorously, but not for a moment loosening the hold of his suctioning lips on her luscious and succulent clit.

He was shocked when she started to piss. He couldn't believe that was her urine clattering down into the bowl, and as he knelt there in doubt, she began urgently, beautifully moaning, and running her lovely long hands all over her warmly writhing body.

Her pissing was beautiful then, for all of her was. He went right on sucking her cunt, reveling in the smell and the sound of her pee as it flowed from her body. And he watched her most avidly as her lovely face contorted with her orgasmic pleasures, and she licked her red lips and kneaded her tits and writhed all about on the seat.

"Uh-h-h! Ah-h-h! Oh-h-h! Don't stop!" She kept saying that till her water had slowed to a trickle, and then she abruptly shoved Howard back and bent forward, and rubbed herself very hard and well between her legs.

She looked exhausted, beautifully so, when she sat up and tossed back her hair and smiled at him languidly. He was about to throw himself at her when she lifted that hand to her nose and made a face.

"Even you wouldn't like that. You see?" she said, and gaily laughed while she rubbed her wet hand over Howard's face. He was left kneeling there, stunned, as she rose and took a step to the sink, where she washed her hand.

She grinned back at him from over her shoulder. She waggled her ass, pointed at it, and said, "I want more of your kisses back there."

"Honey-love, angel-face, I want to fuck you!"

She clucked and said, "Every man in this county would kiss my ass in the middle of Main Street to fuck me. I thought you were a little bit different, being from the east."

Howard kissed her ass. He quickly tonguefucked her back there, and in spite of himself he was sorry when she turned around.

She perched her big butt on the rim of the sink. She cocked one thigh up on the rim, opening her cunt, pissy wet, very wide. Now, seeing the full extent of it at last, Howard swallowed hard, extended his wriggling tongue, and leaned up to bury his face in it.

His hair was like Jayne's, quite black, only slightly streaked with gray, and nice and silky and wavy. Now it indeed seemed to Dottie that Jayne was eating her cunt, and liking it more than a little. Her orgasm on the toilet seat had been nice. This one, looking down at the top of the head between her legs, would be even better.

"Uh-h-h-h. That's it, angel! Suck me real good, lick me real nice, make me cum. Uh! Cumming now! Oh! Oh, so good! Do me real good now! Jayne, gimme all you got!"

Howard didn't quite hear what she'd said, but he rose to his feet and plunged his cock up her cunt in one movement, and that movement coincided with the start of Dottie's orgasm.

It was too late to hold it back. Suddenly, hugely, she was thrust in the middle of an orgasm, the likes of which she hadn't felt in years.