David cried out and grit his teeth, leaping up in bed to get a look at her. "Oooh Jesus… what're you doing? Aw baby, look at you! Look at that sexy luscious mouth of yours, getting rounder and sweeter!" Slowly, she captured the whole rearing shaft of his rod and swallowed it right down to the hilt, until her lips flared and furrowed deep into the blond silk of David's pubic nest as she madly swept her tongue up and down the sides of his thick and esculent repast… her mouth a saliva-slippery cauldron as it swirled and steamed upwards again… a flooding torment of sensation as she nibbled and pumped at him until he thought his heart would burst from the excitement. Unnn! What a devastating sight to see her gorgeous warm mouth involved in such action… Aw… eat, baby!.. Lick and eat and take me over the falls and rain on me and God!.. How hot and cuddled his cock felt in her mouth… All in her now and owned there and caught and wet from her as he flung his legs widely apart and let his head roll back against the pillow once more, gulping and breathless from her artful, moist caresses… recalling all the years he'd envisioned Linda doing this to him, always yearning to see her lips like that… and almost certain that Joyce had been about to swallow him up too. But no, not then either, only now, this moment… a first and virginal happening for David, since nobody's lips had ever touched him there before, and oh Christ! How long he'd waited to find out what it would feel like… yearning and dreaming until it seemed he must be the only guy left in the world who'd never been blown, never had this tender swamping feeling, and oh man, it was Hazel who was down there for the launching, drinking the toast to him, all that raving beauty gone supplicant and wet-nursing as she hungrily sucked that rearing celebrating, tube of his flesh… unnn… His big slab of private flesh in that mouth… aw no, too good to be happening… hotter than the wettest nightmare. David groaned and whimpered as she let his prick slip free and, with a fierce and sturdy gesture, she flung his legs up higher and feverishly began to lick and nibble at his balls. David held his breath, straining to record every tongued quiver of this quenched fulfillment. But he let out another soaring gasp as he felt her tongue trailing slowly downwards… felt… ooh Christ!.. forbidden soft kisses at the silky underflesh beneath his balls… and then, aw no!.. Wait, baby… I'm gonna roar like a gorilla if you… do… that to me… But waited, genital-muscles tensed and flexing as the wiry girl gripped his hard buttocks in her two hands and pitched him nearly upside down… and then, with a greedy, ladylike sigh for this piГЁce de resistance, she plunged her fruity lips against the soft hot bud of his anus… the hairless blond-boy treat for her as she made frenetic oral love to that unsipped manly mouth down there… David half-sobbing and groaning aloud now as he felt her pointed tongue enter there, deeply and just once, and then become the cherished upward swabbing again. David squirmed and licked his gulping lips and knew this sensation was like nothing he'd ever imagined… Hazel showering kisses down there now, going wild to own and devour all his tender underflesh… lips trailing up over his balls once more, then back to that rigid waiting flesh-tower of his cock, where her mouth became the sucking wet-hot torture, cleverly halting each time he was about to let loose and explode… guiding his fluid passions, controlling them to her own ends until David's whole body was a trembling mass of thwarted, purged desire… And then…?
Hazel lifted her lips from their swarming delight and gazed up at him, her large brown eyes full of mischief and appetite. "David, we will now deliver all these goods in the rear. Have you ever done that to a woman before?"
David felt a rush of new excitement as he realized what she meant. Christ! Another juicy first for him… It was beginning to feel like his birthday… "No, Hazel," he said, his throat tight and parched, "I… never got around to that…"
… Except for cornholing my father-in-law in a nightmare, I'm a virgin in this area too… Aw teach me, baby… and season me…!
Hazel rose and moved about the room switching off lamps until she'd plunged them into darkness.
"Oh honey, please… not so dark," he protested, "I want to see what goes on here…"
"Don't worry, David, I'm fastening a couple of blue bulbs in these lamps. Sexiest color in the world to soften one's grinding flesh-tones… and besides, I always did my best numbers under a baby-blue spotlight…"
… Her numbers, thought David, as she flicked on the fresh bulbs and spread a torchy haze all over the apartment; then I was right about her being a showgirl, or maybe a dancer…
But when she began to glide sinuously about the room as she undressed, he decided "stripper" might be closer to the truth.
"Dramatic lighting is everything when a lady unveils her charms, don't you agree, David?"
"Yes," he said, watching her lithe movements in the bluish glow, "put on a show for me, baby… just remember to bring me the finale, and let me hold it and feel it…" He sat up in bed and watched the shadowed image of her silhouette as she stripped down for him… as she swirled and danced and undraped… and he grew even more incensed to have her close again as he remembered how she proposed to use that long, lovely body. David wished she'd left the lights a little brighter… although he had to admit those blue bulbs were lending a new flavor of mystery to the proceedings.
Her back was to him now and he could just make out those round white globes of her ass which she was about to offer him on that pretty pink-fleshed platter of hers. Christ, how would she ever be able to take all he had up there? Or was there a dash of masochist in her makeup?
Her body looked luminous and nude now as she seemed to be angling in closer towards him, her arms and hips swaying in tempo with the jazz-music still playing on the stereo. He could see her naked shoulders and back and cute behind. Oh baby, bring that over here… let me dive up and sink it in!
"Lie down flat, darling," she said, "I'm going to keep dancing backwards until I've latched right on to it… it's part of the choreography, and honey, it's the wildest!"
… Oooh my God, she's a frantic one! Gonna take a running jump and splice herself on me… aw… tight hot jellied quicksand, come get me!
He saw her squeeze something from a tube and dab it between her back-cheeks, and he felt a little better about the whole heady operation… as she let the tube drop to the floor, then dipped and swung her body in his direction once more, David wetting the palm of his hand and running it up and down his still-hard and ready phallus… thinking: I'm her prisoner but she's gonna sit on my cock… ooh wild wild jailer, don't never wanna leave your lockup!
Hazel neared the bed now, her hips swaying suggestively, and then, with a quick backward look at her long thick destination, she zeroed in on him… lifting her lithe white bottom high above him, and then, like a ballerina being photographed in slow-motion, she carefully lowered her buttocks until his coveted rod tapped exactly between them. She reached a hand around to clutch and aim the throbbing instrument, and David let out a wail of awe and suspense as he felt the head of his cock dab against the soft puckered furnace of her asshole. The girl heaved out a grunting sigh as she sank fully down on his searing protrusion… slotting it deeply up the adhesive warmth of her channel.
"Ahhhhhhh! That's the ticket, fat-hung blond-boy… slice it all up in me… oooooh! Tear it and dig it and rip me in two!"
"Aw honey!.. God, how that feels!" David cried out, panting and squirming as that velvet swarm of heat and girl-guts gripped and surrounded his cock. "Christ, baby… it's so tight and oozy!.. Man, it's squeezing and juicin' me up into you…" And he knew that the euphoric idiotic joy he felt was too unbearable to endure for more than a moment… uumgf!.. Couldn't hold back any more now the way she was flying that sweet rump up and down on it… aw no!.. Not after such a mouth on it, and now this pearly-white humpin' ass of a tall showy glamour-gal… ooh Jesus, look at her sittin' on me and makin' herself at home and floppin' up and down… her body going so frantic and violent, as if there were no pain for her, and hell… there must be… 'cause all of it's grinding up in there, every inch bangin' away at her bowels, unn… right up her secrets… and damn, look at those pretty red-blonde curls bobbin' against her shoulders while she jumps for joy and gash and ooh man, if only he could raise up and reach her body and pull her back onto him so he could play with those perfect tits of hers!