Chapter 2
Betty watched as Gil slipped off his shorts, moving toward the bed. She loved the size of his huge phallus, which pointed out toward her like a huge shotgun. She wanted to grab hold of his weapon, to maneuver her fingers around it, to devastate his hard cock with her feverish finger stabs.
"I'm gonna clutch your hot dick," she said with a tone of desperation.
"It sounds like you really want it," he gulped, his breathing becoming increasingly heavier as each minute passed.
"I sure as hell do."
She quickly proved her point, reaching out with both hands and clutching at the tip of his tool. Ever so spiritedly she ran her fingers over the tip of his erect prick, and as she worked it ever so convincingly, he felt that much more drawn toward her. He liked the fact that Betty was willing to go all the way in order to make a man happy. That gave him a feeling of confidence, knowing that he had found a beautiful young woman who was just his type sexually.
As her fingers kept digging and plunging against his cock, his hips twisted a few times. He enjoyed the stabbing, continuous movements of her fingers as they kept working against his hard cock. A few strokes later, she removed her fingers from his huge pecker. She reached down with both hands and grabbed at his balls. She pushed and plunged with her fingers against his testicles, working them ever so spiritedly, driving them against his flaming testicles. A few strokes later, Gil was so overcome with sensation that he knew his juices were not that far from popping. If he was going to juice, he thought, he wanted to be doing it in a sex act with his beautiful lover.
"Go ahead and suck me if you want," Gil said. "You can do whatever you want with me. What the hell. I'll fuck your cunt. We'll make it any way you want to, darling, it's just that I can't take too much more of this finger action, You're turning me on too much."
"I'll give you a tongue bath you're never gonna forget, then I'll suck you off," Betty said. "It's so great to be with a man who wants to screw. This really makes me feel great. I want to suck you. I want to show you how grateful I am by sucking your hot cock and bringing every ounce of juice out of your hard dick."
"That's good. I like to hear you talk like that."
While she went back to maneuvering her fingers up and down the full length of his hard, searing rod, she reached down and slid her tongue against his balls. She stroked ever so speedily, setting a brisk pace right from the beginning. She enjoyed the sharp, stimulating strokes that she vigorously employed with her tongue, while she kept on repeatedly tonguing his balls. She reached out with both hands and glided her fingers against his cock, driving them securely up and down the full length of his mammoth tool. The quicker that she fingered his rod, the greater the degree of intensity that he felt. Her tongue kept on pushing and pumping, sliding rhythmically against his balls as she worked him that much closer to orgasm. All the while she kept fingering his mammoth dick, and between the two levels of activity he was beginning to gasp and sigh.
After a few more strokes, she removed her tongue from his balls. She surprised Gil by dropping her tongue downward between his legs. As she reached out and clutched at his thighs, she projected her tongue toward his anus. She wanted to tickle his hot ass-hole by running her tongue inside it. As she made her first contact against his hot anus, Gil's whole body was jolted. He kicked with his legs, his toes twisting back and forth with every spirited stab that she delivered with her penetrating tongue. Back and forth she slid her tongue, moving it with lavish desire as she projected it all the way into his rectum. As her tongue kept on spiritedly sliding inside him, her fingers directed themselves up and down his legs. Betty's heart pounded with fascination. It was doing her so much good to let herself go in the act of sex. She hadn't sucked out her husband Phillip's ass-hole that many times, but, then again, this was a special occasion. She was willing to go all the way because she was with a man who was more than willing to accommodate her. That made all the difference in the world as far as she was concerned.
As her hips kept on twisting, he enjoyed every brisk, spirited movement that her tongue and fingers provided. Her fingers clenched against his thighs, holding on firmly as her tongue kept making its way inside his hot ass-hole. She kept on stroking diligently, pushing sharply, driving her tongue deep inside his ass-hole as she moved him that much closer to an imminent climax.
A few strokes later, she removed her fingers from his thighs. Betty once again allowed her fingers to close in on his testicles. She held onto his balls, letting her fingers jiggle against them. This time she wasn't pulling and tugging too much. She was disposed toward tickling his balls, and as her fingers made scorching impact against his testicles, she drove him ever nearer to the brink. Once that his body started rocking and his buttocks bounced up and down under the impetus of her ass sucking and finger stabs, he knew that she would just have to get him off.
"You're driving me insane," he gasped. "What an ass licker. You've got to start sucking my cock. You've just got to. I'm so turned on. Come on and drive your tongue. Work it against my prick."
Once that Betty withdrew her tongue from Gil's ass-hole, she knew that it was time to close in on his cock. But before she went to his prick, she was determined to suck his balls. She wanted to work her tongue with feverish impact against his testicles, after which she would go to work against his cock and drive him to a satisfying climax.
So she registered her tongue with swift, penetrating movements, pushing and plunging against his balls. A few steady stabs later, his body was rocking even faster than ever. She could tell by the sounds of. his heavy breathing just how closely he was drawing to that big moment. She wanted to make it as pleasurable for him as she could, so suddenly Betty removed her tongue from her lover's balls and let it go to work against the tip of his cock. A few strokes pushed him toward climax. She tongued the hot tip of his flaming pecker, after which she began to slide her savory tongue up and down the full length of his huge tool. Ever so gracefully she kept up the stabbing movements, driving her tongue against his huge tool as she pushed him that much nearer. With every blazing stroke that she provided with her solid efforts, she drove him that much nearer. Up and down she bobbed her head, letting her fingers plunge against his testicles as she sucked on his long, hard stick. She was stroking on his cock like it was one huge, lollipop, and all the while her fingers kept fluttering passionately against his balls, stroking briskly as she worked him that much nearer to the point of climax.
A few quick tongue stabs later, he was ready to juice. The steaming pecker liquids were gathering heat and momentum in his balls, and in just a few more strokes she knew that the hot spraying cock juices would spill from the end of his pecker. "Go get every drop," he said, growing more impatient as he pushed ever nearer to the brink. "Just keep your tongue gliding. Play with my balls."
Betty kept up her steady pressure against her lover's testicles. She kept grabbing and stabbing, plunging with her fingers against his hot balls as she worked them sharply. Her tongue kept on maneuvering as she pushed him that much closer to that big moment. She stabbed eagerly with her tongue, driving it quickly, sliding it against his hard dick as she worked him that much nearer. A few quick stabs later, the juices were about ready to spray from the end of his dick. She kept on pushing and stabbing with her tongue, working her fingers against his balls, enjoying every stabbing stroke as she worked him toward orgasm.
A few swift, determined tongue strokes later, the juices were ready to spill from his rod. While she kept on sucking, she drove him ever nearer to that great moment when the juices would just have to fly from the end of his tool. A few speedy stabs later, the juices were ready to shoot from him.
Betty held on sharply to his balls, clutching at them tightly as his body began to slide back and forth with greater eagerness than ever. She was sucking him with everything that she had, and Gil in turn was enjoying every solitary stab that she penetrated his way.
"Just keep sucking me," Gil said. "Keep driving your tongue. You're working it nonstop. Bring me off. Your tongue is so beautiful. It's such a good tongue. It's a great tongue. You've got me so close. Keep your tongue moving. Just bring it off. Bring the juices out of me."
His body kept on rocking, and Betty enjoyed the fact that he was turning on so much. It made her feel as if she was doing a good job, and that in turn propelled her to even greater heights as her tongue kept sweeping up and down the full length of his tool.
While she sucked him, her fingers kept clutching at his balls as he drove that much nearer to that great moment they were both anticipating. Betty could hardly wait for the sea of sperm to shoot from the end of his dick, and she was getting ready to swallow every savory droplet that shot from his tool.
A few moments later, the first few droplets of cock juice began to shoot from the tip of his hard prong. His body jerked back and forth and he heaved a loud impassioned sigh as the droplets of pecker liquid began to spill from him.
"Just go get it," he said. "I've waited a long time to juice, and here goes."
Back and forth she worked her fingers against his hot balls. They scraped against his testicles a few more times as the rest of the liquid stream of cock juice shot from his tool. The droplets spilled profusely from his cock, shooting wildly from his balls and into her waiting mouth. She gobbled, her tongue whipping back and forth as she did her best to contain every droplet of his joy juice.
Betty conscientiously stuck with his load, swallowing the sea of juice as it spilled from his tool and into her mouth. He watched the thick white cum shooting like a volcano from the end of his mammoth tool and pouring into her mouth as her tongue swept back and forth. She sought to contain every droplet of the steaming cum, and was successful in doing so.
A few strokes later, she removed her tongue from his hard cock. He quickly caught his breath, then reached out and kissed her lips.
"What a cock sucker," he said in tribute. "You had me going all the way."