Jerry Jones - Wife's Anal Perversion

She immediately obeyed his instructions. Propping his ass up on two pillows, she slipped her hands underneath him. She let her tongue gently caress his ass crack. Next she let her tongue wander and explore around his curving ass cheeks. Greg loved it. At the same time she reached for his cock. She gently teased and pulled on it. He loved the erotic thrill of her hand jerking on his penis.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you really know how to do it. Keep that up."

They were both totally aroused and stimulated now. Licking Greg's inner thighs brought him the ultimate entertainment. He loved it most of all when her tongue reached down to his ass crack. When her tongue stiffened and penetrated up his rectum, he was in his own heaven.

She massaged his balls gently. Next, she let her tongue caress them. He loved the erotic sensation of her tongue lashing around his testicles.

"Now you're doing it," he told her excitedly. "I love that. Oh, baby, keep your mouth open. I want you to slip my balls inside."

Letting her jaw hang slack and her mouth open, she accepted Greg's swelling, black balls.

"Lick them," he insisted. "That's it.

He was keenly aroused now. At the same time he was excited and delighted that she was giving him such a good time.

"Lick my nuts," he told her. "You know how."

Indeed she did know how. Carla's background in sex was quite complete. She knew the importance of being gentle around a man's balls. She knew it was important not to nibble them. She gently let her tongue slip back and forth in a caressing motion.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Slow and easy."

Her tongue lashes brought him closer to another climax. At this point she released his big, hairy balls. She let her tongue glide to the head of his shaft. Gently sliding down over Greg's mammoth black cock, she fingered his ass-hole. He enjoyed the dual action of her finger slipping rhythmically up his ass-hole while her mouth sucked smoothly on his penis head.

"Suck me off," he begged her.

Carla's head bobbed up and down as she let her mouth move erotically from the head of his shaft to the base. At the same time she constantly let her tongue slip in and out of his ass-hole. He loved the sensation.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'll confess. It's driving me ape."

She went on sucking on his penis. He loved the sensation.

"Suck it off," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck."

Passionately she was mouthing him. She could taste him starting to cum. She slowed the tempo of her mouth movements. She wanted to make every erotic moment last longer.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, slow and easy."

All at once his hot cream exploded in her mouth. She gulped joyously.

"Eat it," he ordered her. "That's it. Suck it out. Drain it."

As his hot penis exploded in her mouth, she swallowed his cum. When she pulled off, she rested her head obligingly on his thigh. He looked at her adoringly.

"I wish I could take you with me for the football season," Greg observed. "Think of the fun we would have. I'd share you with a couple of other guys. We'd fuck you every which way. While I was slipping it in your mouth, another cat could stick it up your ass, and a third guy could slip it into your pussy. Wouldn't that be exciting?"

It bothered Carla, for what Greg had suggested did appeal to her. She didn't reply. But her own inner fears of being a nympho tormented her to the point where she couldn't say one word.

"Baby," he smiled, "are you listening?" Carla looked up at him lustfully. She enjoyed the sight of his cock which was still large, even though it was limp.

"Of course I'm listening to you," she told him. "It would be fun. However, we shouldn't talk about such things."

"Why not?" he asked her.

She knew what she felt she had to do.

"All right, so you've asked me," she told him flatly. "I'm worried about myself. I like sex too much."

"There is no such thing as liking sex too much," he responded.

"Oh, yes, there is," she assured him, "and you'd better believe it. It's a terrible thing when a person gets hooked on sucking and fucking. Can't you understand, Greg?"

For a moment he looked at her.

"I only understand what I feel," he told her. "And it feels good. That's all I know. Pleasure."

"Don't you have a conscience, Greg."

"A conscience?" he asked her. "What is that?"

"It's something inside of you that tells you what is right and what is wrong."

"Well, I've got something in here," he said, as he reached for his ball sac, "that makes me feel good."

She looked at him and laughed.

"What you are saying, in effect, is pleasure is your principal. If it feels good, do it."

"Yes," he told her, "that's been the motto of my life. And I'm not ashamed or guilty about it. I enjoy sucking and fucking. I always pay the chicks real well. And I give them a good tip. You'll find that out."

Now he was playing with her back. He was letting his hands wander down to her buttocks. She liked the caressing movements of his black hands on her behind. Before she knew what was happening, Greg was down around her ass. He was licking, kissing and sucking her ass cheeks. He was massaging them, too. She had other men do this to her bosoms. But never before had she known a man who'd explore her ass cheeks in this way. It did please her.

Arching her ass cheeks upward, she let him slide his tongue inside her ass crack. She wiggled on his tongue as it penetrated her rectum.

"That feels good to me," he told her. "Real good."

He was thrilled at this moment.

"Oh, baby, I like it when you lick my ass," she confessed. "Go ahead, Greg. Stick your tongue up my hot, tight ass."

Greg went on tonguing her ass. Then he reached underneath her and fingered her pussy. She thrilled to the delightful sensation of his tongue stabbing her ass-hole as his finger invaded the precincts of her pussy. She enjoyed it when he let his finger caress her clit.

"Baby," he told her, "this feels super. I love it. Yes, yes."

The erotic thrills that shot through his body had him flipping out.

"Ohhh, eat my ass-hole," she begged him eagerly. "Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want you to do, darling."

Greg went on sucking her ass. But when he felt her pussy dripping, instantly he plunged his tongue into her hot vagina. He flipped his tongue firmly back and forth across her.

"Keep pushing at me," he begged her.

She pushed her pelvis forward as he let his tongue penetrate deep inside her hot, willing pussy hole.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that feels super. Keep it on. Now you're doing it. Yes, yes."

She juiced a moment later. Greg's lips pressed hard against her in suction-cup fashion as he sucked her up. She enjoyed the loud sucking sounds he was making. Reaching down she gripped his head and held him in place over her pussy. She threw her legs over his shoulders. Her hot thighs pressed against his cheeks. It warmed him as he finished lapping her delicious pussy juices.

Finally withdrawing his tongue from her, he thanked her.

"You'll never know how much it has meant to me to do this to you," he confessed.

She looked at him adoringly arid told him she enjoyed it, too.

"Baby," she smiled, "I needed it. I needed a man who had no inhibitions. A man who wasn't afraid to explore every crack and crevice of my body and truly entertain me."

Carla went home and worried. She called up Donna and told her what had happened. She was certain Donna could add some wisdom to the situation.

Donna laughed. "You're hard as nails, honey, and you know it. Now let's not play games." Carla went over to Donna's place and discussed her situation with her.

"First off," Donna told her, "you never should have gotten married. Some women can take it and others can't. Frankly I would be bored to tears going to bed with the same man every night for years."