Jerry Jones - Wife's Anal Perversion

Now, sweetheart, it is very important that you do it right for me. Because if you do, you will please your husband. I'm only trying to help him out. Now suck my cock good."

Carla was momentarily confused. For she wasn't certain that Freddy would appreciate her sucking Mr. Carter's cock, considering what it was costing her per hour. Nevertheless, she wanted to do her best to please and she performed expertly.

"Oh, sweetheart," he told her as he pumped his cock down her throat, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck. Come on, baby, suck. You're doing it real smooth. Yes. That's the way to do it. Come on, baby, suck. Suck it smooth."

In and out his rigid cock rode down her throat.

"Yes," he exclaimed, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, suck it. Suck, baby suck."

He was so excited now he could hardly stand it.

"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled at her, "that's the way I like it. Suck. Oh, baby, let me pull it out of your throat and you get it in your mouth. You're gonna get a mouthful. You're gonna love it."

Gripping her head tightly with both hands he fucked vigorously.

"Play with the balls," he told her. "That's it, baby. Oh, you're beautiful. Suck it. Suck it. Oh, baby, finger my nuts. Oh, slip your finger up my ass-hole. That's it, Carla baby. Come on, Carla, cock sucker. Suck. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes!"

Passionately he went on caressing her head. And then his hot cock exploded. She tasted the sweet sperm in her mouth.

"Don't swallow it at first," he told her. "Roll it around the tip of your tongue. Taste it. Enjoy it. That's the way. Oh, baby, suck it. It's sweet. Oh, that's a sweet cock you're eating. Oh, yes. Now, baby, you can swallow it. Yes, gobble me."

Carla swallowed Mr. Carter's cum load. When she opened her eyes as she slid off his saliva-slickened cock she looked up at him.

"Did I come here to blow you or get some advice?"

"I've helped you all I know how," he told her. "I am a firm believer in fellatio."

"What's fellatio?"

"Cock sucking," he told her, "in crude terms. I feel that a woman who knows how to play with a man's balls and suck his cock can keep him real happy."

"But Freddy is an ass fucker," she told him frankly, "and that's what I was worried about. I like to have men stick it to me from behind."

"I wish you'd told me before I slammed it down your throat," Mr. Carter complained. "I'm always trying to get my wife Mabel to let me slip it up her ass-hole, but she won't. Very disgusting and disturbing to me."

Mr. Carter paced the floor, his cock limp.

"I won't be able to get the damn thing up for another day," he told her, "and I know you'd be a good ass fuck."

"Sorry," Carla said pulling out her Kleenex and shedding a few tears.

"Don't cry over it," he told her. "You did your best. That was a super cock suck. You see, I have to train these different women how to entertain their husbands. Naturally, they never reveal to their husbands what they do. That would be wrong."

"Yes, they wouldn't understand," she said as a tremor overtook her voice.

"Now, my dear," Mr. Carter told her, "that will be fifty dollars. I normally charge seventy-five. But because of the excellent services that you performed, I would feel guilty if I charged you the full price."

"Thank you so much," she told him gratefully. "It's really sweet of you to think of me."

"I try to be thoughtful," he told her.

"That is obvious," Carla told him. "And I must tell you that's worth every penny to me."

"It would have been worth a lot more to me if I'd stuck it up your ass," he chuckled. "Maybe you can come back next week and I can teach you about ass fucking. It takes a lot of talent to give a man a good ass screw."

It was becoming more and more evident to Carla that she needed men to satisfy her lusts. She thought she ought to go back to Donna and ask her advice.

When she got to Donna's place, she discovered she was entertaining. "You should have called me," Donna told her. "You know I've been terribly busy lately."

"Apparently you have," she quipped.

Just that moment a man poked his head out of the bedroom door.

"Ladies," he smiled, "what's all this fighting around here? Maybe somebody wants me to get into the act with both of you."

"Stop it," Donna protested. "You have no right to come out here."

But the man would not be stopped. Len's eyes focused on Carla's beautiful body.

"Hey, I'll pay you, too," he agreed. "How would you like me to stick my tongue in your pussy?"

"You're very bold," Carla told him flatly. "I am eager to get acquainted with you," he told her.

At this point he went over to her and gently caressed her breasts.

"There, there, baby," he said soothingly, "just take off your clothes. A little love and exploration will make me very happy."

At this point Donna relented.

"As long as you don't cut me out of anything, Len," she agreed, "it's all right with me."

Donna dismissed herself. "I guess I'll go read Mr. Goodbar," she told them. "I've found that a fascinating book and

I'd like to finish it. When you two have had enough of each other, let me know."

"Will do," Len laughed.

When he had Carla alone in the bedroom, he immediately told her to strip.

"I want to appreciate you all over," he told her. "I'll bet you've got a beautiful box. Is it shaved?"

Carla was amazed at his boldness.

"If there's anything I like," he told her, "it's a shaved box. Do you mind it if I shave it if it isn't?"

For a moment Carla was nervous. She pulled away from him.

"You're not some kind of a sex maniac, are you?"

"Of course I'm not," he assured her. "Baby, let's not have any more of this small talk. I want to get down there and lick your shaved, pure pussy."

When she pulled off her panties and revealed that her triangle was fur trimmed, Len instantly went to Donna.

"Donna, baby," he told her, "where do you keep your pussy shaver?"

"Would you quit bothering me," Donna complained. "Here I am in the middle of Mr. Good-bar and you're talking about shaving her pussy. It's unnatural."

Finally Donna went to the bathroom and got the shaver. Carla wasn't so certain that she'd enjoy it. For as Donna left she raised an arched eyebrow and gave her a cryptic comment, "Have fun."

She wasn't going to enjoy this she knew. Nevertheless, she watched as he shaved her pussy.

"Ahhh," he exclaimed when he'd finished, "what a gorgeous snatch you've got. I can hardly wait to lick it. Oh, honey, you're gonna be so much fun."

Len got on the bed with her. She raised her ass cheeks up in the air and his tongue quickly pivoted around her ass-hole.

"Oh that feels so good," she told him as she felt his tongue invading her warm, tight anal channel.

"Suck my butt, baby," she begged. "I love it."

Len's hot tongue plunged up her tight ass-hole. Next, he fingered her pussy. She enjoyed the feel of his finger manipulating her clit.

"Now you're doing it," she panted as his finger worked at her pussy and his tongue found pleasure sliding up her ass-hole.

Before she knew what was happening, his hands were gripping her bosoms. And he was focusing his tongue action on her behind. Finally he pulled his tongue out of her ass.

"Baby, your ass needs fucking," he told her, "and I know just how to do it."

"I'll bet you do, tiger," she nodded.

At that point he applied some KY that was conveniently close-by to his cock. Then when it was glistening, he looked at her, his eyes lust crazed and urgent.

"Honey," he told her, "all I want you to do is throw your legs up on my thighs. I'd like to finger your pussy while I fuck your ass. Doesn't that sound like fun?"