Jerry Jones - Wife's Anal Perversion

"Suck me," he begged anxiously, "suck me. Eat my pecker. Get the juice. Suck my prick."

Her mouth moved to the head of his slickened cock. She let it move smoothly down to its base. All the while she kept her finger tips moving back and forth across his testicles. He enjoyed this intensely.

"Play with my nuts," he begged her, "while you suck my pecker."

She massaged his balls as she sucked him off. He liked seeing her head go up and down on his throbbing male member.

"Suck it," he told her. "Suck it off. Cock eater, that's what you are. Suck it."

At that point Jan couldn't help it. She let loose with an opinion of her own.

"Little trollop," she exclaimed. "She'll do anything for a buck, including sucking on your dirty prick."

For a moment Wally was so angry he would have enjoyed slapping his wife's face. However, he figured it was better not to make a fuss.

"I've never had anything quite so wonderful," he complimented Carla. He thought that would burn in his wife's every pore.

"Lick my dick," he told her. "Lick it."

Jan got to her feet. She fixed herself another drink. Slurring her words, she walked naked to the bed.

"Hurry up, dick licker," she told her, "go ahead and suck it off. Get all the juice out of his cock. Don't leave any for his wife."

At that point Wally thought it would be appropriate to ask Jan if she wanted to finish sucking him off.

"No way," she told him.

"Then you ought to get down there and lick my ass-hole," he told her. "I would like that."

Jan grimaced and turned away. Wally didn't pay any attention to her. For now he was concentrating on getting the best cock suck he knew how. He guided her.

"Tickle the tip of it," he told her. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it. That's just fine, baby. Suck me, suck me."

Passionately he was mouthing her. She enjoyed the fantastic feeling of his hot cock in her mouth. Then he caressed the back of her throat with the tip of his shaft.

"Oh, I can't stand it," he exclaimed as he threw one leg over her shoulder and cupped his hand over her head, guiding her.

All at once his hot sperm exploded in her mouth. She gulped joyously, sucking all of the thick, delicious cream out of his slippery cock head.

She was proud of her performance. When she pulled her mouth off his penis, she rested her head on his thigh and caressed his balls adoringly.

Glancing over her shoulder, Jan grimaced.

"Do you find him fascinating?"

"She must," Wally said.

Carla didn't say a word. She didn't have to. For she was holding him right where he wanted to be held. She let her tongue gently slide on his now-limp cock. And then she teased his testicles. It didn't take Wally long to get hard again. But first he felt he needed another drink.

After fixing himself another drink, he looked at her hungrily.

"I'll bet you've got a nice-tasting pussy."

Looking at her strangely, his wife observed, "You never ate my snatch."

"Why should I? " Wally questioned her frankly. "You'd never eat my pecker. You'd say I had a dirty old dick. I didn't say that about your snatch."

"Naturally not," she said, with her nose up in the air, "I use a powerful perfume in my pussy. So it smells delicious and it tastes good, too."

"I thought you said nobody ever ate your box before."

"Well, I assume it would taste delicious," she told him.

At this point he wasted no more time. For Carla was waiting with her legs spread.

Carla loved the feel of Wally's hands gripping her buttocks. When Wally brought his tongue over her vagina, she marveled at the erotic feeling she obtained.

"Eat my pussy," she said. She gently eased her legs over his shoulders. Wally loved the warmth of her inner thighs as his tongue lightly traced along her shaved pussy.

"I like your shaved box, baby," he told her.

When he said that, Jan was outraged. She came over and chimed in, "I told you I'd shave my pussy if you'd suck it. But, damn it, you wouldn't."

"No, I wouldn't, dear wife," he said without humor, "because you refused to suck off my cock. Look, I believe in democratic sex. If you expect me to go down and eat your snatch, you'd better go down around my cock and lick my ass, too."

Pouting and complaining, Jan went over to fix herself another drink. But Wally didn't care. He was where he wanted to be. He held Carla's ass cheeks up in the air so he could let his tongue trace along her ass crack. When he observed how she was wiggling, he figured it might be fun to plunge his tongue right up her rectum. He gently eased his tongue up her ass-hole. She enjoyed the sensation enormously.

"Yes, yes," he panted passionately, "push your ass to my face."

She shoved her ass tighter to his face. His tongue rode up her rectum. At the same time he fingered her pussy. He could tell this aroused her by the way she was juicing.

"Eat me," Carla panted. "Tongue fuck my ass-hole. Oh, baby, eat my pussy, too."

Jan was green with envy. She had never known her husband could be such a tremendous lover. She could imagine what it would be like to have Wally's tongue plunging up her ass-hole while his fingers worked in her pussy. Vividly she remembered how Wally used to finger her pussy. She always loved it when he felt about her box.

"Eat me," Carla begged. "Suck me. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. I love it."

When her pussy was dripping with cum, he withdrew his tongue from her ass-hole. Gently he caressed her slit and finally he slipped his tongue into her pussy hole. Reaching down she held him in place. She liked running her fingers through his hair as he sucked on her.

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered anxiously, "that's what I want you to do, darling. Love me. Love me."

The erotic fascination that he found in her thrilled her. And she pushed her pelvis up in rhythmic movements. She was watching his tongue stabs into her willing hole.

"Suck me," she told him intensely, "suck my pussy. Yes, Wally, yes."

Wally was performing expertly. But his cock was hard now. He knew that after he'd finished lapping up her delicious pussy juices, he would have to stick his cock up her ass-hole.

When he had finished devouring her delicious cum juices, he pulled away. He looked at her with lust-crazed eyes.

"I want to fuck you all over," he told her. "I want to fuck your ass-hole. I want to give it to you everywhere."

At that point his wife interjected her cryptic comment.

"Darling," she slurred drunkenly, "why don't you stick your prick in her armpit like you did me? Try it. She'll love it."

He glared at her. But he didn't say a word.

"Why not?" he smiled at Carla. "Anybody ever screw your armpit?"

"Baby doll, they've fucked everything else," she confessed, "but nobody aimed for my armpit. Go ahead. If you want my armpit, it's yours."

He wasted no time. He applied oil to his penis shaft. And then he flipped it right up her armpit. She moved her arm back and forth.

"That's what I want you to do," he told her, "move it for me."

Carla was a fast learner. Her arm moved up and down as his penis thrust forward.

"Just like that," he told her. "You're beautiful. Yes, baby, yes."

Wally continued screwing her armpit. The oil on his cock made it easy to slide inside. He liked the armpit ride she was giving his penis. Carla enjoyed observing him thrusting. She liked the sight of his swinging balls as his thick prick explored her armpit. However, when he had enough of that he told her what he wanted in no uncertain terms.

"Baby, I've been looking at your ass," he told her. "I hope you don't mind if I give it to you from behind."

"I never thought you'd ask me," Carla laughed as she got on all fours.

That really did get his wife green with envy. For time and again he had tried to invade her ass-hole with his cock. She had always refused as she said it was a perversion. But as far as Carla was concerned, it was something she enjoyed. That was the only way she could look at it. For she knew she loved having a long, slippery cock sliding smoothly up her ass-hole.