"I can't imagine why," Norman said dryly.
"Relax and you shall enjoy," Lotte said sententiously, perhaps quoting one of Norman's own maxims.
She spread his cheeks apart and swept her moist tongue along his perineum, all the way from the scrotum to his bung hole. He was very clean and there was no musky odor from his ass at all. The only odor came from his crotch-the stale sweat that lingered from his exertions while fucking her own ass earlier.
She let a glob of saliva accumulate on her tongue, then licked his perineum again, depositing the majority of the spittle atop the puckered brown funnel of his anus. She reamed the tight hole with the tip of her tongue, the slick mucus allowing it to slide inside about a quarter of an inch. She frigged him with flickering jabs of her tongue while continuing to drool saliva around the ass hole.
Finally she removed her mouth and inserted her index finger into the reamed hole. The slippery spittle allowed it to slide in with only a minimal response from his sphincter muscle. As she began to pump the finger with increasing speed, however, she felt the muscle grip it with erratic spasms. It was like the toothless mouth of a baby suckling a nipple.
"Tremendous," Norman said. "Why don't you squeeze my balls at the same time?"
"I vas just thinking about it," Lotte replied. She reached into his crotch with her free hand and pressed the sack against the shaft of his erect cock. Feeling the twin balls in the palm of her hand, one slightly larger than the other, she rubbed them up and down along his prick. The erotic pain caused Norman's muscles to tighten with a sudden, startled jolt throughout his body.
"Good grief, girl! Is there no end to your talents?"
"Perhaps we haf just not found it yet, mein Herr. Let us keep trying. No?"
Removing her hands from his ass and crotch she spread his cheeks apart and examined his reamed bung hole. It appeared ready for entry. She used her hips to guide the crown of the dildo to its inverted launching pad, then leaned into him with a steady pressure. The sphincter valve wouldn't give it first and she heard her lover grunt with pain. She continued to lean into his buttocks with a steady, forward pressure until she felt the cockhead slip past the sentry muscle and imbed itself in his anal shaft.
Lotte fucked him easily with the greased dildo. She saw the muscles in his buttocks tighten each time she leaned into him. A shudder passed through his body from time to time and escaped from his lips as a sigh of erotic delight. Lotte recognized her own responses coming from Norman and understood what he was experiencing. This shared knowledge added spice to Lotte's endeavors. She imagined herself on each end of the rubber spike, giving and receiving her carnal pleasures simultaneously.
If I vas being ass fucked I vould vant him to thrust harder, Lotte told herself. I vould vant to feel zee head of his cock all zee vay down to my cunt. That iss vat feels so vunderbar!
Using her own desires as a guideline, Lotte began to plunge the rubber prick deeper into his bowels. She leaned far back, using her hand grip on his buttocks to push her hips back, then drove the shaft forward with all of her strength. Her thighs slapped against the undersides of his ass cheeks as the dildo buried itself up to the hilt in his bowels.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Lotte drove the spike into Norman's shaft again and again. His ass cheeks tightened into knots with each blow of the pelvic hammer. His groans came quicker, more frenetic. The Vaseline that once greased Lotte's penile instrument was now piled up around the hilt. Unable to penetrate the tight sphincter it had accumulated there like a glistening gelatin areole. The dry dildo now scraped the walls of his anal canal the way his own parched cock had scraped Lotte's earlier.
Since the dildo was thicker than his cock and his ass had not been primed all night with a plug, Lotte could imagine the pain he was experiencing. "Lean back," she said. "Raise up on your knees."
"What?" he asked incredulously.
She put an arm around his chest and helped to pull him backwards, being careful to keep her hips pressed against his cheeks so the dildo would not slip out.
"This is very painful, my dear," Norman said as he struggled to erect himself.
"It vill be vorth it," Lotte insisted. "I kid you not, mein Herr."
"I… hope you are… right!" he grunted, finally upright on his knees, Lotte's arms clasped tightly around his chest, the rubber cock securely implanted in his ass.
"Now bounce," Lotte instructed.
"Bounce?" he cried.
"Now you must bounce up and down on my cock. Trust me, mein Herr!"
"Oh, I trust you, my dear. It's just that I don't trust that big motherfucker you've got rammed up my ass!"
Nevertheless, he did as his lovely teacher suggested. She had never told him wrongly yet. As he began to bounce up and down on the waterbed, raising and lowering himself on the rubber piston, Lotte grabbed his cock with her hand and commenced to jerk him off. She timed her masturbatory movements with his bouncing, so that she pulled up on his prick while his ass was going down on the dildo. Then as he raised himself off the penile spike her tight fist slid hard down the length of his cock.
She worked him like the pistons of an automobile engine, one of them always on the downward thrust and 'one of them always on the upward thrust. She could tell by his response that it was driving him crazy.
"Oh, my dear! My dear!" he cried.
Such exquisite pleasure could not endure for long. Soon Lotte felt the jism rising up his penile gourd. She wished her mouth could be there to catch it, but such bodily contortions were beyond her talents. And she did not want to pull the plug from his ass because that would selfishly destroy the uniqueness of his climax. Her pleasure would have to wait until later.
"I… am… COMING!" Norman groaned, arching his spine and throwing his head back against Lotte's shoulder, his eyes shut tightly and his teeth grinding together as the orgasmic spasms wracked his body.
Lotte buried the dildo all the way into his anus and jerked furiously on his prick. Slipping her free hand behind his ass and into the busy hollow of her crotch, she frantically massaged her clitty at the same time.
"Arrrgggh… " Norman groaned with ecstatic submission to the carnal pleasures that overwhelmed his senses. Lotte felt the hot jism pour out allover her hand as his body froze rigid, impaled on the seven inch spike that jutted from her pelvis, her other hand furiously whacking away at her swollen clitty.
Amidst the excitement of Norman's climax, it did not take Lotte long to reach her own. The thrill spread through her cunt, rose to a fever pitch, then subsided into a dull throb.
Lotte released her grip on Norman's cock and gingerly pushed her pelvis back from his buttocks, retracting the dildo from his ass without hurting him. When they were uncoupled, she let him fall back onto the waterbed in exhaustion and immediately went down on his prick. She sucked the limp appendage, trying to extract the last drops of spermy lubricant. His cock was still warm and its sausage-like texture made it excellent for chewing on. She felt the muscles in his thighs loosen and heard a relaxing sigh hiss from between piss lips as she nibbled and sucked away at his penis and gently massaged his balls.
"You make it all worth while, my dear," Norman said a while later. "I would gladly suffer any pain, any indignity, just for the thrill of your soothing caress when it was all over."
"That iss because I enjoy vat I do," Lotte replied. "I enjoy sex very much, mein Herr. If you had not noticed!"
"But that's not really it," Norman protested. "I teach philosophy at the university, so do not contradict me. I get enough of that from my students. "
"If I contradict you, it iss only because I luf to hear you speak!"
"If only my students felt that way! But as I was saying, my dear-the reason you are an unexcelled lover is not simply because you enjoy sex. That could be a very selfish pleasure. It is because you enjoy pleasing me so much. Sometimes I think you enjoy that more than you enjoy pleasing yourself!"