"That all sounds like fun," he said, and he reached out for her titties. She leaned over farther so that he could reach them in comfort.
"Will you fuck me, Blazer?" she asked. She was rubbing his balls now, and his cock, full hard now, rubbed along the length of her forearm and well past her elbow.
"Jesus yes!" he grunted.
She stepped away from him and pulled her clothes down over her hips. Everything except garter belt and stockings went in one downward push. Blazer saw that her waist was indeed tiny. He saw her navel was a deep, dark inviting dimple and that a thick line of hair gathered up from her pussy and disappeared in the dimple. She came over to, him in garter belt and stockings. He was still on his back, but his head lolled over so that he could watch her. She gently took his hand and put it between her legs. It was almost like putting on a glove. He watched in amazement as he saw his whole hand disappear in the soft bush. Then somewhere deep down inside the Eastern jungle, he found her pearl. His finger probed it and she made sucking noises with her mouth and as his finger went deep; she seemed beyond mere words, but she did manage to crack, "See, you've been lied to. It doesn't go sideways."
"Get up on the table," he said.
"I will, but look, we've got to do this my way. I'll get on top and I'll face the other way, toward your feet. OK?"
"Yeah, yeah, but let's fuck."
"Oh, we'll fuck, Blazer, my pussy is gonna suck come through your cock like soda through a straw."
She went up on the table and settled exactly in the position she had said she would. Her ass rested on his stomach and he could feel both her hands in between his legs. He saw the beautiful curve of her back and watched her delightful buttocks settle on his stomach, he studied her skin which was golden, not yellow, he marveled because there was not a mole, a blemish, or uneven pigmentation, or a flaw of any kind on that sexy back of hers. She was stroking him now between the legs with her finger tips. Now gently she attacked the sensitive spot between his balls and anus. Now she gently teased the big sacs themselves. With her fingernails she scratched his lust-hardened cock, she ground the big head of it into her navel, and he could feel moisture from her pussy running down over his stomach. Frantically, he tried to finger her cunt by trying to force his hand between her backside and his stomach, but she only sat down on him harder, preventing him from getting his hand between them. He ran his hands up her side hoping to reach her tits but she leaned forward and put them farther out of his range. He had contented himself with caressing the outside of her thighs when she raised up from his stomach. His eyes had been closed some time now as he enjoyed the feel of her pulling, tickling and rubbing his sex tools, while he, in turn, hypnotically rubbed his fingertips over as much of her soft skin as he could reach. But now, at her movement, his eyes popped open. He could look down and he saw that she had grasped his huge cock just below the big purple nut-head, and that just over the head of his cock hovered her wet hungry pussy. Everything came to a standstill for him as he watched her dripping pussy swallow his big, standing cock. He felt his tool plough through the hot moist fields of her insides, his balls began to churn and he knew that there simply was no way for him to keep her pussy from sucking him dry if she wanted to. He wanted to make it last but there was no use.
She was complete mistress of the situation and he relaxed and resigned himself to his fate. And when he relaxed, his balls quieted down and he relaxed more and lost all apprehension. Her pussy had by now made several trips up and down his cock. Her ass came down on his abdomen, completely hiding his pubic hairs, and then it rose again almost to the tip of his shaft and he could see his thick, red-purple white cock connecting their two bodies like some kind of feeding tube, while she rotated her cunt around on the very tip of his dick before swallowing it up again into her golden Oriental body. Then she stopped her up and down travels and kept his cock buried deep in her. She spread her legs wider now and he could feel more of her weight on him and he felt his cock charter new depths of her cunt.
She was sitting up straight and her head was thrown back, her closed eyes faced the ceiling of their private little love room. She rotated herself slowly on his fully imbedded tool and he could hear the moaning coming from her lips, or was she offering up some pagan prayer to an obscure village sex god? Suddenly she made a short yelp and then the helpless, pitiful sounds of a woman in full climax. Now she was no longer poised in her prayerful attitude, her head was no longer turned toward the ceiling, but instead, was bent down, her eyes were no longer closed in ecstasy but instead looked like an expression akin to horror down between her legs at the big cock embedded in her pussy. Her hands were placed on each of his upper thighs and she tried to push herself up and away from the fleshy instrument that was the cause of her excruciating ecstasy and alarming discomfort. He felt her fingernails digging into his thighs and he saw the shaft of his cock come back into view as her pussy hurriedly disgorged its meal of dick meat. But she had only arisen halfway up her long journey when her come finally forced its way past the tight fitting meat stopper and broke free like hot beer from a well-shaken bottle. He saw her fluid inundate his hairs and coat his dick like hot melted wax. And with the pressure within her relieved, her discomfiture went away and only the wonderful, undistilled pleasure remained, and she settled happily back down on his tool again.
And she sighed happily as she resumed her slow rotation on the big red cock that was engorged in her deep, hot, succulent cunt. And then she stopped her movements. He could feel all of her weight rest completely on him. His cock went even deeper and her pussy relaxed, wrapping every sensitive centimeter of his tool in warm pussy flesh. After a few moments of relaxation, during which his dick soaked in the warm environment of her love tunnel, she again began her erotic games. Without lifting her weight from him or moving her body, she reached down and gently lifted his balls from the table. She caressed, tickled, scratched and rotated them. She leaned over and let spit from her warm mouth fall on them and mixed it with the come from her own cunt and rubbed the sex lotion into his balls and along his upper inside thighs. His cock pulsed like a heartbeat and her pussy responded like the hands of a milkmaid on a cow's teats. She worked a hand under his balls and began exploring the sweat and come-drenched valley of his hairy ass. Up until now, he had lain rather inert, but now as her finger teased his asshole, he started to buck spasmatically, lifting the full weight of her up from the table whenever she touched certain spots. She remembered these spots and touched them often. She heard him moan and she felt his cock swell. She worked her finger into his shit hole and rotated it around and around and deeper and deeper, and with her other hand, she felt his balls churn and flow like two snakes in a silk shopping bag.
Relentlessly she probed and rotated. He was almost screaming now and bucking like an exercise machine. And then, with the air of a man pulling the pin from a hand grenade, she jerked her finger away from his asshole, and with a hoarse cry, he arched up from the table carrying her with him, and a big knot of come distended his thick cock as it made its way from his collapsing, happy prostrate to the deep insides of her sucking pussy. And she felt her own nectar flow again, mixing with his thick cream like rum with egg nog.