Chapter 1

Donna pushed Clint down between her legs. Clint didn't know whether he wanted to eat her or not. But Donna insisted.

"You made me suck your cock, Clint," she reminded him, "and you've got to entertain me with your tongue."

Clint let his tongue slide back and forth along her pussy. He had never had his face so close to a woman's crotch. But with his wife insisting like this, he wasn't left with much alternative.

"Just lick it, baby," Donna begged him. "Pull my pussy lips apart. Look at it before you lick it. Go ahead, honey."

She was making no bones about what she wanted. But Clint was backing off.

"Go ahead," she begged him, "you'll love it. Taste me."

Clint gently pulled her pussy lips apart. He gazed at her pink flesh.

"It won't hurt you," she fumed. "Lick me, darling. I want you to."

Finally, Clint let his tongue slip into her vagina. He discovered that it didn't taste bad.

"That's the way," she told him, "suck on it. Go ahead, baby, lick me."

She was getting more and more aroused now.

"Yes, baby," she begged him frantically, "now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Oh, sweetheart, suck me. Suck me."

Passionately, Clint's tongue flipped into her.

"Yes, baby, yes," she told him, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it."

Clint's hot tongue stabbed into her vagina. He was deriving enormous pleasure now from sucking on her pussy.

His hands caressed Donna's ass cheeks. Donna was thrilled with the way he was demonstrating his affection for her.

"Eat it, baby," she whispered. "That's how it's done. Ohhh, lick it."

It wasn't going to take much more of this.

"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "that's what I want you to do."

His tongue stabbed into her as if it was a penis. She loved it.

"Suck me," she begged him. "Suck me."

She was in a perfect position now. And he loved it. At this point his tongue whipped up and down her clit. She gushed. He pressed his lips tight against her pussy as he sucked her dry.

Now that Clint had finished sucking her hot pussy hole, he was determined that he was going to find complete fulfillment. He got to his feet and smiled at her.

"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I'm gonna get what I want out of you."

She looked at him anxiously.

"I've already blown you. What more do you expect?"

Clint was not afraid to tell his wife what he wanted.

"I want your tongue to enter my ass hole."

She looked at him angrily.

"I'm not going to penetrate your ass hole with my tongue. Do you understand?"

Clint reached for Donna. Her black hair fell about her shoulders. Her eyes glared at him.

"If you make me eat your ass hole," she told him, "I'll get a divorce."

"I can just hear you telling the judge I made you suck ass," he chuckled.

Donna didn't find it funny. She slapped his face. At that point Clint grabbed her.

"Now you are gonna eat out my ass," he fumed.

She couldn't complain any more. For he was determined that he was going to get her to do what he wanted her to.

He got her on the bed and he held his legs up. His ass was easily available for her to tongue. She still was glaring at him.

"Honey," he smiled, "remember that trip I promised you?"

This really bugged her. Clint apparently would make the trip contingent on her eating out his ass.

"Damn you," she told him. "What do you think you are, some fucking senator that has me on his payroll? I'm not that kind of girl."

"I only wish I was a senator," he told her. "I read about that guy in the paper. He sure had a nice time with that girl."

Clasping his buttocks, she began tongueing him out. His ass quivered as her hot tongue shot up his rectum.

She was developing an expertise at eating his butt. But he wanted still more.

"Honey," he smiled at her, "while you are eating out my ass, you could be pulling on my pecker."

Grimly, she reached for his huge shaft. She watched Clint's balls swing up with every upswing of her hand. He was really getting horny now.

"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "Does that ever feel fantastic."

He was enjoying it intensely.

"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "suck ass. Pull on my pecker."

With rhythmic hand grabs she went on stimulating him. He was so aroused now he was trembling.

"Ohhh," he groaned as his ass rocked back and forth.

It was all his wife could do to keep her tongue inserted in his ass hole.

"Keep it up," he told her. "Suck. Suck my ass.

Finally, she realized that she would have to blow him. She could just hear him shouting at her if he didn't get his cock sucked off.

"Eat my cock," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, yes. Suck it."

She slid her mouth over his penis. He watched as she went up and down on him.

"All the way to the base, baby," he told her. "Don't stop now."

She parted his ass cheeks. She fingered his ass hole as he continued sucking.

"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Just like that. Keep it up."

She continued pleasing him. He loved the feeling of her finger plunging up his ass hole. But he loved it even more when he felt her hot, wet mouth giving him the suck he needed.

His hot, white sperm was about to explode.

"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "yes. Suck off. Suck off!"

He wanted to make sure at blast-off time that her mouth was cupped over his cock. If there was anything that he hated, it was a woman who would not suck and swallow his cum. To make sure that she performed the way he wanted her to, he held his hand over her head.

Shoving her farther down over himself, he rammed hard.

"Eat me," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck. Now you're doing it. Suck it off."

The electrical thrills that shot through his body had him aroused.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. You're really something."

He was pleased with her performance. The hot, white juice suddenly exploded in her mouth. She gulped greedily. This was Clint's opportunity to continue spurting his sperm load in her mouth. For the more she sucked, the more he shot.

"I'm hotter than a pistol today, honey," he told her. "You just keep that up."

She continually sucked now.

"Eat it," he insisted. "Suck off. Suck, baby, suck."

Finally he had finished giving her his cum load. She still sucked and it tickled now.

"Pull off, baby," he told her. "You've had enough. There isn't any more."

Slipping her mouth off his cock, she looked at him.

"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "was that ever a good blow job."

His wife was disgusted.

"If you ever ask me to rim your ass hole again," she informed him flatly, "I am gonna file for divorce."

Clint was furious.

"I thought you would enjoy it," he complained. "Instead, you are just as rotten a performer in bed as you've always been. You want to do it your way. I can suck your pussy and lick your ass. That's fine. But when I ask you to go down on me, you object."

Donna told him what she thought about it all.

"I think the whole world is sick on sex," she said. "I think people ought to do it the old-fashioned way."

Clint threw his head back and laughed.

"Old-fashioned, my ass," he told her. "They were doing this back in the days of Pompeii and Rome. Don't tell me the old way is your way. If anything, the old way is my way. What do you think the devil was doing with Eve in that Garden?"

All of the sudden Donna realized perhaps Clint was telling the truth.

"Do you think the devil really went down on Eve?"

"Sounds like it," he told her. "There they were, bare-ass naked and didn't know it. That was, until she listened to the snake and watched his tongue."

She shook her head.

"Maybe you're right. I never thought of it that way."

The next day in the office Clint had an idea. Betty was a bosomy blonde that really got to him. He suggested they might have lunch together.

"Clint," Betty smiled, "you shouldn't be taking me out to lunch. You're a married man. And I'm a married woman."

"That makes it all the more interesting," he laughed.

"And a lot more dangerous," she contributed.

Clint recognized she was telling the truth. He was greatly concerned over the situation. Betty finally agreed to have lunch with him. Over lunch, he got personal.

"How's your sex life?"

At first Betty didn't want to answer. But when Clint persisted and was pressing his thigh against hers, she thought she'd better.

"No thank you," she told him frankly. "I get enough. As a matter-of-fact, my husband is oversexed." Clint smiled.

"Most men are, if you listen to their wives," he laughed.

"No fooling, he is," Betty explained. "Gary read this sex book that says the average guy does it three times a week. He won't give me any peace."

Clint threw his head back and laughed.

"No, he wants a piece of ass, that's why," he told her quite frankly.

"He also expects me to do perverse things," she shook her head, "and I think it's revolting. I think people used to do it the right way. You know, face to face. He wants me to put my face next to his crotch. It's revolting."

Clint laughed. "There's nothing revolting about oral sex," he insisted. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm always trying to get Donna to do me that way."

She looked at him. Clint placed her hand on his crotch. She could tell he really had a hard-on.

"You're very horny, aren't you?" she asked.

"Baby, I would give my left ball to have you go to bed with me," he admitted.

"Why, Clint," she gasped, "I'm surprised at you."

"Let's take off," he suggested. "Nobody would be the wiser. You and me. We could really have a ball."

"Stop it, Clint," she told him. "We wouldn't dare. We would get in trouble."

Clint finally convinced her. Even though it was against her better judgment, she thought it might be an interesting experience. They went to a downtown hotel. Fortunately, no one knew either of them. Clint signed in as Mr. and Mrs. John Adams.

"That's so patriotic," she laughed.

When they got up to their room and Clint had purposely bought a bottle of booze and some ice cubes and 7-Up, they started drinking.

"If you drink too much," she warned him, "you won't want any sex."

"You don't have to worry about me none," he told her. "I'm always horny."

To prove his point, Clint began undressing. As she saw his bulging crotch, she became hotter for him.

"Hey, baby, let me do the unveiling," she told him as she went over to him.

She was eager to let him see how good she could be at performing sexually. She wasted no time. He came over to her and she slid his shorts off. She reached for his huge cock and stroked it gently back and forth.

"I see you like it," he told her. "And I'm gonna give you an opportunity to lick it."

He was getting a big charge out of this now. For she decided to go down on him. She got down there between his legs before she had completely undressed. This bothered him.

"Take off your bra and panties," he told her. "I want you bare-ass naked when you're sucking me off."

Betty was glad that Clint reminded her to strip. For she had gotten so carried away with his cock that she couldn't think of anything else.

She unfastened her bra and Clint's eyes bulged.

"You're really something," he told her. "I love to suck on big tits. And I'm gonna enjoy you. I can tell you that."

He wasted no time. He was eager to suck her bosoms. Coming closer to her, he massaged her big breasts.

"Ohhh, what a pair of tits you have, honey," he told her as he sucked both of them.

He made such loud suck sounds as he lapped at her bosoms she had to tell him to take it easy.

"Honey," he told her, "Let them listen. They keep looking at color television fuck films."

She laughed as she watched him go down on her. Dropping to his knees, he clasped her buttocks in a worshipful attitude. His tongue swung to her pussy. She thrilled to the way he flipped his tongue back and forth across her vagina.

"Ohhh, baby," she told him eagerly, "do me. Just like that. Now, darling, now."

It was getting her hot as he flipped his tongue up and down her slit. Then he pulled his tongue out. He took Betty in his arms and carried her over to the bed. She enjoyed all of the attention. She spread her legs. He got down there and slid his hands under her ass cheeks. His talented tongue went to work. He was glad that he wasn't doing it with his wife. He was tired of all of her raps. Now he could suck and finger fuck her ass hole and she only would compliment him. For she loved it.

"Yes, yes," she begged him, "keep doing that, darling. You're driving me crazy."

It wouldn't be much longer now until he was cuming. For he got so excited that he knew he would have to shoot his wad. Therefore, he figured he's better get her off fast. Because she was almost there, too.

His hot tongue flipped back and forth across her clit. Then he momentarily pulled his finger from her ass hole and let his tongue slide along her ass crack. She enjoyed his tongue invading her rectum. But at the same time she was eager for him to finish her pussy suck.

She threw her legs over his shoulders. She pumped her pelvis to him.

"Clint, baby, eat my pussy, eat my pussy," she panted anxiously.

Her words were like music to Clint's ears. This was exactly the way he wanted her to talk. He wanted to have her demonstrate just how excited she could become.

"Ohhh, baby, now you're doing it. That's the way I like it."

Clint's tongue stiffened. He sniffed and licked and sucked on her pussy. He was determined he would bring her off in a sticky session.

Now she was juicing. She could hardly stand it.

"Eat me," she begged him. "Suck me.

That's how. Suck me."

Passionately he went on licking and lapping at her vagina. Finally, she juiced.

"Yes, yes," she begged him eagerly, "suck my pussy. That's how."

The erotic frenzy that he felt now was almost more than he could stand. Immediately he had to get her to blow him. When he pulled his tongue out of her pussy once he'd finished licking her, he straddled her.

"I want to slide my ass over those big tits," he told her, "and then I want to fuck your face."

Betty loved the wild way he had. She thrilled to the feeling of his round, firm ass cheeks crushing down on her bare bosoms. But what she loved even more was the moment when he ordered her to suck his ass. For she liked weirdo sex.

Clasping his firm, round ass cheeks, she let her tongue gently caress his bare bottom. This did excite him.

"Now stiffen your tongue," he ordered her, "and flip it right up my rectum."

She finally relented and did as he told her. Her tongue stiffened and she stabbed it up his ass hole.

"Oh, wow!" he exclaimed. "That feels super. Oh, baby, you're really tongue fucking me now."

When she finished arousing him in this manner, she didn't take long to further satisfy him. She licked his balls passionately. He loved the sensation of her tongue licking back and forth on his big, hairy, swelling balls. But what he loved even more was the way she licked the underside of his shaft tickling the glans portion of his penis. Finally she capped his cock with her mouth.

"Blow it," he told her. "Go ahead, honey, suck me."

He slid his cock in her mouth. She gripped the head of his shaft. She slowly sucked his penis. Her eyes closed as she feasted herself on his cock.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Just like that."

It was not going to be much longer before his cock exploded in her mouth. This was what she was waiting for.

"Eat me," he begged her anxiously. "Suck me. Ohhh, baby, yes. Suck it off."

His hot, white cream surged into her mouth as she went on sucking him off.

When Betty finished sucking and swallowing his cum load, she realized they were both going to be late back to the office.

"We'd better get back," she warned him. "We could be in big trouble."

Looking at his watch and realizing how much time they had spent together, he nodded.

"All right," he told her, "but we'd better go in separately. They'll suspect something."

They both got dressed and went back to the office. Clint came in first. Betty arrived a short time later. Not much was said about it, but they both felt certain that people were suspicious.