Without saying anything to Mark, she placed her hands beneath his knees, shoved his legs up and pressed them down onto his chest. Holding his legs back that way, she looked at him. His cock and balls still stood proudly between his thighs, but what she was staring at was the pucker of his asshole. Again she shivered Funny, she thought, that I never even considered an asshole to be something I could have fun with.
His ass, like the rest of his body, was totally devoid of hair. She liked that. There were, two strands near his asshole, but that was all. Julie licked her lips slowly, then lowered her face to his ass. She didn't kiss the cheeks; she ran her tongue over them.
As her tongue moved about the cheeks of his ass, Julie suddenly understood the man on the beach. She understood his pleasure at licking her ass. This was new to her, and it was fantastic. Her mind soared as she ran her tongue all over Mark's ass, but she teased herself by staying inches away from his asshole.
"Gosh… gosh… gosh!" Mark was muttering, his eyes wide, staring up at the ceiling, feeling her wet tongue licking all over his ass. "Gosh… gosh…
Julie's mind was flaming with perverse pleasure. She had always considered herself to be thoroughly experienced in sex, but she was understanding now that there was so much she didn't know.
Pulling back, she peered directly at his asshole. She could see it flex involuntarily. His balls had drawn up very tight, and his cock throbbed. But right now she had no interest in those things. Later she would, but not now. With a soft moan, she shoved her face into his ass, pressing her lips hotly onto his asshole. She kissed him there. Then, with eyes closed tightly, a groan of lust bubbling up, she opened her lips and sucked.
Mark shuddered with the fantastic sensation of what she was doing. He had never felt anything like it before in his life.
Still pressing the back of his thighs, holding them down against his chest, Julie pulled back and peered at his asshole once more. "Ooooo," she crooned, and shoved her parted lips onto his asshole again. She sucked, then kissed, then her tongue came out. She licked furiously at his asshole for a long moment, her pussy almost in fits, her own asshole flexing.
She tapped her tongue against the pucker, wormed it about. She wet it with a great deal of saliva, and then, twisting her tongue, she pressed inward. At first, nothing. Pressing harder, and still harder yet, she felt his asshole give. Her tongue slithered up his ass.
"Holy shit!" Mark yelped.
Julie moaned as her tongue moved into his asshole. Her naked body, on her knees, shook with the perverse sensations that erupted within. She thought she would come then and there, all by having her tongue in his asshole. She held it there for a minute, feeling it clench on her tongue. Her nose and eyes were pressed against his balls, and this added to her pleasure.
Finally, she withdrew her tongue, but not all the way. As she felt it start to slip free, she shoved it back in. And began to fuck him up the ass with her tongue.
Mark was yelping and twisting with intense pleasure, his mind blazing at this new element. He grabbed his knees, holding them against his chest, and shoved his.ass up and down against her face. Now that she didn't have to hold his legs up, Julie quickly stabbed her fingers into her boiling cunt, finger-fucking furiously as she ran her tongue in and out of his asshole. Her other hand flew behind her shaking body, and she rammed her middle finger deeply into her own asshole.
She glued her lips around the hairless hole, pressing them in tightly as her tongue dived in and out. She felt as though she were going to come at any moment. The fingers in her pussy jerked, clawed at her inflamed clitoris as though she would tear it off, and the finger up her ass moved speedily.
Mark held his legs wide, looking down past his straining prick, but he couldn't see anything but the top of her coppery hair. He grunted and moaned with passion, mumbling incoherent words of encouragement. Julie, jerking her fingers away from her pussy, but continuing the fucking of her asshole, grabbed his cock above her head and began jerking on it furiously. Jacking his prick and tonguing him up the ass almost sent her into orbit.
Mark could feel the hot breath panting from her nose against his balls, and the combination of being jerked off and tongue-fucked in the asshole was too much for his young mind to take, or his body.
"I'm going to come!" he screamed.
Julie, absorbed in what she was doing, didn't hear him. Her hand pumped furiously up and down on his cock, her tongue snaking back and forth into his tight asshole. Suddenly, she felt his cock jerk, then it spewed. Her eyes opened, her tongue coming from his asshole. She saw him spewing his semen onto his jerking stomach, her hand pumping madly, unable to stop. Thick, pearl white semen ran down her hand, and she removed her own finger from her asshole.
"No!" she groaned. "Please… not yet! Ohhhh, don't come yet! No… no… nononono!"
But it was too late.
As though transfixed by the sight of his cock squirting, she failed to move. Then, with a wild sob of disappointment, she lifted up and shoved her mouth to the head of his cock. But he had finished.
Whimpering in frustration, Julie began licking her tongue across his stomach, licking up the warm semen. Time and again she licked, then when his stomach was clean, she started on her fingers.
Mark stared stupidly at her, amazed by her actions. At the moment, Julie looked like a demented girl, starved for the taste of his semen. And indeed she was, her tongue licking at her hand furiously, her eyes open but glazed, her nostrils flaring. When there was no more semen left on her hand, she seemed to come out of her trance.
"I didn't want it that way," she wailed. "I didn't want you to come that way, Mark."
"Gosh, Julie," he protested, letting his legs fall.
"I couldn't help it. You had your tongue up my asshole and were jacking me off so fast, I just-"
"I know," she said. "It was my fault. I shouldn't have been so fucking hot. But it doesn't matter, honey." She flipped his limp cock with a finger, nudging it from one side to the other. "I can make you hard again, you know."
Crawling upon her bed with Mark, Julie stretched out, her hands above her head. Mark watched the delightful jiggle and tautness the position caused her breasts to assume.
"You're so beautiful, Julie."
She flashed a smile at him. "You're always saying that, Mark. You keep it up, I might start believing you."
"Well, you are."
"Is that all I am?" she murmured. "Only a beautiful girl to you?"
"Christ, no! You're… well, you're… " Mark wasn't old enough to find the words he wanted.
"Wouldn't you say I was a willing girl?" she smiled warmly. "I mean, a girl who can make you happy? In other words, don't you think I'm a hot ass?"
"I didn't want to say that."
"Why not? Isn't it the truth?"
"Yes, I guess it is, but I don't want you mad at me."
She laughed. "I wouldn't get mad at you for calling me a hot ass, honey. I am, and I know it. Why lie about it?"
"I wish this would have happened before."
"What? My tongue up your asshole?"
"Well, that too," he traced a finger about her nipple. "But I was talking about all of it."
"Silly, you were too young before," she teased. "What could you possibly have done with me, say, a year ago?"
"Whatever you taught me," he said.
"I'm sure you would have had a good time," she replied. "But there wasn't anything in those balls a year ago for me. What would I have gotten out of it?"
He shoved his finger into her moist pussy, wiggled it, slipped it up and over her clitoris. Taking the sensitive flesh in his thumb and forefinger, he twisted and pulled tenderly, the way Julie had taught him.
"I kinda think you'd have found something," he said.