Chapter 8
Clara sought to tantalize Mike as much as she could. She was basking in the triumphal aftermath of the blow job, in which she had completely turned him around and had gotten him in a state of wild ecstasy.
She reached down with her left hand, playing with her pussy. As she twisted her hot, ripe buttocks, he sat there and watched her.
"You sure look good," he said.
"Come on, Mike, and play with my pussy," she said. "Just grind your fingers inside my hot snatch. I want you to do it, sweetheart. Let's really get into it."
Mike reached down with his left hand. He proceeded to probe with his fingers, gliding them inside her mound. Back and forth his fingers kept on converging with her snatch. He loved the quick, dazzling finger strokes that he sent inside of her pussy. The quicker that Mike asserted his fingers, the greater the degree of excitement that kept on registering inside of Clara's beautiful body. She knew how badly she wanted him to go down on her. She wanted to feel the hot, stimulating tongue twisting inside of her nest.
"Come on, let's really get into it," she said. "Baby, I want you to suck my ass hole. I want you to suck it the way I sucked yours. Come on, honey."
By then Clara felt as if she had Mike in the palm of her hand. She twisted her buttocks a few times, which caused him to feel waves of great excitement. He pushed his tongue down near her ass slit. He shoved it forward, letting it register for the first time inside of her hot slit.
"Ohhh, suck me," she sighed, her ass cheeks twisting. "Come on, lover. Move your tongue inside my ass hole. Oh, baby. Come on, eat out my ass. Suck my ass hole."
His hips and ass cheeks kept on grinding and twisting, and all the while his tongue continued to glide inside of her ass hole. Ever so eagerly, he kept stepping up the pace, as Clara was immersed in a state of great excitement.
"Reach out and play with my pussy while you're sucking my ass," she begged.
Mike quickly complied with her request. His dancing tongue kept on moving stirringly, driving inside of her ass hole as his fingers went to work inside of her pussy. He kept on registering his fingers with great authority. He no longer was afraid to do anything. He felt as if he could possess this beautiful woman, and just the very thought of it caused him to propel himself to a great state of adventure.
"Suck me, suck my ass," she sighed. "Come on, keep moving your fingers."
Mike twisted his fingers inside of Clara's snatch to the point where she felt as if she couldn't take any more. She viewed it as imperative to receive those same quick, slashing tongue movements inside of her mound. She wanted to feel the quick, flowing tongue stabs.
"Come on, eat out my box," she sighed. "Baby, switch the action. Just push your tongue. Really let it go to work. Drive it inside of my pussy."
He removed his tongue from her ass hole. Mike was set to start asserting himself inside of her pussy. He was ready to let his tongue explore, to drive quickly and with stirring rapidity as it made its way inside of her pussy.
"Baby, eat out my box," she smiled. "Your tongue can do it. Start probing, sweetheart. Ohhh, probe real nice."
Mike took a deep breath, then heaved a sigh. He reached down and grabbed at her thighs. He ran his fingers soothingly over her warm, stimulating inner thighs. He kept on touching them. He pushed his tongue down between her legs. He let it go to work inside of her snatch. Back and forth his tongue moved ever so stirringly. He kept on pushing his tongue inside of her hot organ. Back and forth he moved his tongue, loving each and every quick, gliding, ever-so-impactful movement.
"Eat out my pussy," Clara sighed eagerly. "Your tongue can do it, baby. Yes, grind it real nice. Suck out my mound. Darling, come on, suck it."
His tongue kept on exploring, working its way ever deeper inside of her hot pit. He kept on maintaining his burning pace, letting his tongue slide around her slippery slit. He knew that he could only maintain this pace for just a few moments more. After that she would be juicing, shooting her load inside of his ready, ever-so-receptive mouth.
"Darling, you're moving me closer," she confirmed with a sigh. "Baby, come on, keep up that stroking. Yes, move your tongue. Come on, sweetheart, grind it fast. Baby, ohhh, suck me. Come on, my dear. Yes, suck out my snatch."
His twisting tongue kept on making its impact felt as it jarred her pussy. A few quick, captivating tongue strokes later, the juices began to shoot from her mound. They splashed from her pussy and into her lover's mouth. As the juices shot from her organ, she lifted her hips, twisting her body back and forth.
"Come on, swallow every drop of the stuff," she exclaimed. "My darling, ohhh, you've really got a nice tongue. I like the way you stroke with it. Baby, ohhh, sweetheart. Come on, glide. Yes, let your tongue glide."
He removed his tongue from her vagina as soon as the sex act had come to an end.
He saw her looking at his penis now. She reached out and touched the tip of it.
"You're all set to go," she smiled. "And I know what I want next."
Clara desired to have Mike unleash his long, throbbing cock inside of her ass hole. She wanted to feel those same delightful, quick, stabbing, ever-so-forceful sensations from his huge organ. She kept thinking about how great it had felt when Fred had fucked her ass hole. She remembered how earlier that same day she had felt so terrible when she'd heard about Fred losing his job. But somehow things now didn't seem so tragic. Not when she realized she could bring a man literally to his knees, right to the point where he was hungrily waiting to cater to her every wish. Mike had been quite a challenge, having the guilt hang-ups that he admittedly possessed, and being on the shy side. But she had conquered him. She felt as if she could take that additional forward step, that of getting him to fuck her ass hole in a convincing fashion.
She got down on all fours, then turned her head and observed her handsome lover. She wanted him to ram his finger inside of her ass hole. Clara felt that if she could just receive the proper amount of stimulating finger-fuck sensations that she would then be prepared to receive the hot, stimulating cock stabs inside of her ass hole.
"Baby, play with my ass hole," she exclaimed. "Just drive your finger inside it. Honey, I really want you to move your finger. Plant it inside of my ass hole. I want that, baby. I want those beautiful sensations. Come on, honey. Ohhh, darling, come on and do it."
He steadied himself, then pushed his right index finger forward. Mike gulped hard. He worked his finger inside of Clara's twisting ass hole. He loved the feeling of his finger working its way inside of her ass hole. His finger kept twisting sharply, making solid impact with her ass hole. The quicker that his stimulating finger asserted itself, the more deeply that he pressed it into her anus.
"Honey, keep on pushing," she sighed. "Come on, darling. Ohhh, finger my ass hole. Baby doll, ohhh, finger me. Yes, sweetheart. Move your finger real sharp. Drive it into my ass hole."
The more rapidly that she twisted her flaming hips, the faster that Mike circulated his finger into her ass hole. He kept up his quick, energetic, ever-so decisive stabs, and all the while she was becoming more receptive to an ass fuck. She was educating him gradually, moving him step by step forward until he would ultimately unleash his hot spear inside of her anus.
"You're doing real well," she told him encouragingly. "Come on, honey. Just a few more strokes."
Several strokes later, Clara brought his action to a halt.
"You can stop now," she said. "I want you to drive your cock inside of my ass-hole. Baby doll, ohhh, fuck my ass. Do it right now."
"My gosh," he gulped. "I've never fucked an ass hole before."
"Then it's time you started," Clara said, delectably flipping her ass cheeks.
"All right, honey. So I'll do it."
He reached out and grabbed her buttocks. He held on sharply to her ever-twisting, nervous ass cheeks. He ground his penis forward, letting it project its way inside of her ass hole. He entered her with one quick, piercing stab. After that he was asserting himself quickly, driving his huge, hot peter ever so deeply inside of her ass-hole.
"Oh, fuck it," she sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, look at my wiggling buns. Keep slicing with your cock. Plant it in my ass-hole. Baby, come on, fuck me, fuck me."
Every time that she got her ass-hole fucked, it became that much clearer to Clara just how much she needed that kind of action. She couldn't get over just how enthralled she became in the midst of that kind of sexual activity. And there she was, her hips twisting, flipping back and forth as his hot, impactful cock kept on directing itself inside of her anus. The first few strokes, Clara noticed, were slow and exploratory. But it didn't take long for him to get lost in a sea of wild ecstasy. After that his cock began to function at a much quicker, more decisive pace. He kept on ramming with it, slamming it with every ounce of energy and fire that he could direct into his hard, hot, solid organ.
"That's the way to do it," she exclaimed. "You're really getting there, honey. You're learning the ropes. Keep on fucking my ass-hole. Grind your cock into me, sweetheart. Yes, you know where it's at. I might have had to give you a little coaching, but not much. You picked most of it up on your own. Sweetheart, come on, keep moving your cock. Keep slamming it inside me. Baby doll, ohhh, fuck it. Yes, fuck it. Fuck me."
The more rapidly that she moved her hips and simultaneously tightened her ass cheeks, the quicker that his rapid-fire, probing strokes became.