He could have stopped there, he guessed; but a certain standard had been established of late and he wanted to see it through to number three. This one would be different though; finally giving her what she so clearly wanted.
She had stopped short of directly asking earlier, but he knew. And if he needed any further confirmation, he found it when he removed her panties, put his head between her legs and found her thoroughly cleansed, groomed and perfumed. Pussy was pussy: it did not need to be dressed nor conditions added to its being offered. But perfume on the ass sent a clear message: this is worth the adventure.
Moving away from her clit, he moved his palms to cup her buttocks as he descended into the wet opening of her vagina, kissing his way down. As he got lower he moved his hands and placed his palms flat on the back of her thighs, pushing her legs all the way back until she was bent double in an almost foetal position with her knees close to her face, her gorgeous Choo’d ankles bobbing in the air and her asshole exposed. Her voice became more whimperish in an expectant manner.
“Yeah…” she managed to utter, sounding like a pornstar for the first time. Her face was red and flushed from the excitement.
He started licking in big wide circles across the circumference of her wet pussy, circling wider and wider until the tongue finally brushed past her asshole. And then he focused all his attention on that one spot, pushing his mouth straight into the crevice of her buttcheeks and licking her there properly. Lisa cried out loud at the pleasure of his tongue on her ass. She brought her hands onto the underside of her knees to hold her legs back, pulling the knees all the way to her chest to increase her exposure. She languished lavishly in the pleasure of his tongue roaming her anus.
“Oh! Oh you bad boy! Oh you bad, bad, bad, bad boy! You fucking filthy little boy!”
Cursing Lisa, much like her anal pleasures, was fairly new. It was just a couple of months ago that he’d taken her up the ass for the first time. She’d never expressly forbidden it; but past experiences had been less than pleasurable and so it had not been at the top of her “to try” list. Morgan was experienced enough to know that letting her come round to the idea was much easier than putting pressure on. And sure enough, one day she’d suggested it whilst they were fucking and it had just happened. More evidence of his sexual generosity was his ability to put his not inconsiderable desire to fuck her sweet ass aside to make sure she was not treated indelicately and even pleasured. Part of this was his first warming her up by making a big wet mess of her ass with his mouth and testing her stamina with probing wet fingers. The whole thing had been a resounding success and ever since she’d acquired a taste for this kind of stimulation, going so far as to always be prepared hygienically for such an outcome.
Which is why this evening she’d groomed her pussy as normal and then run a quick wax strip across her ass before spraying both with a dose of her perfume that Morgan could resist the least. Not that he needed convincing. Of course, for Morgan, taking his wife up the ass and having her declare him a “bad boy” and a “filthy fucking boy” through a perverted grin was one of the great pleasures of his life.
Lisa herself couldn’t quite place exactly what she’d enjoyed about it so much. The last time she’d tried anal was years ago whilst in uni with her boyfriend of the time: a singularly over enthusiastic boy who’d completely ruined the whole experience by going in dry and ignoring her complaints. At least it had been over quickly. As soon as her and Morgan had become a couple she’d begun to think about revisiting the act. It was totally inspired by a desire to discover something new and exciting with this man who’s presence in her life was exactly that and whom she trusted implicitly. Still, it had taken all this time to come to terms with the desire and then verbalise her willingness. They both silently enjoyed the memory of the first time as Morgan continued to lick her ass.
“Ooooh!… you’re so good,” she whispered silently, pulling on her knees to push her asshole forward and into him as he started running his tongue all the way from her tight hole up to her sodden wet pussy. “So good…so good…”
The scene was animalistic with her being bent double, pulled around like a rag doll and devoured. She wondered what it would look like to an observer and decided that they should try and film themselves again some time soon in this particular act. They already had footage of some fairly vanilla missionary fucking; but nothing as hardcore as this.
Morgan pulled focus and decided the time had come for Lisa’s third orgasm. He kept her bent back and aimed his tongue properly onto her asshole and licked like a thirsty dog whilst massaging her clit gently with two fingers. She immediately began to pant again and Morgan felt immensely smug at his ability to control her sensations and bring her pleasure. He swapped over and started poking the clit with his tongue again and massaging her asshole and all the flesh around it. She was soaked all over, a magical combination of spit and pussy juice that was the kind of sensation he hoped to be able to remember when he was old and sexless. She was still on her orgasmic plane and the journey to her climax was brief. Her legs, still bent and in the air, shook wildly, rattling the charm as she orgasmed. When it subsided she let go of her legs and let them fall flat. She let her breath go, unaware that she’d been holding it, and loudly breathed in and out with her orgasmic exhaustion.
Morgan came up properly. She looked at him and saw his sticky face, smug and full of pleasure. In between his legs his cock was angrily hard, like it was ready to explode. She took one look at it, the tip soaked in pre cum, slick and delectable; and was instantly aroused into action. She threw herself upright to meet him and immediately kissed his pussy drenched lips, grabbed his shaft possessively and began jerking him. She’d had other plans, obviously; but a cock like that right before you needed to be enveloped as soon as possible so she laid back and brought him on top of her.
Morgan fell into her embrace and Lisa’s hand did all the work to guide him in swiftly and they both moaned loudly in unison as he penetrated her finally. She was so wet that he felt he’d just dived into that orgasmic pool of hers from a great height. It was impossible not to fuck her with anything other than irresistible enthusiasm. Lisa’s hands went to his back, holding him close as he began pounding her. Thank god it had so far been all about her, Morgan thought; otherwise he would only last a matter of seconds.
They were face to face. He fell into a steady rhythm of fucking her sweetly, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her wet pussy stroke by stroke. Lisa caressed his face gently as he fucked her, a look of caring affection on her face with desire emanating from her pouty lips. Earlier at work, when she’d fired three people for no reason other than sheer economics, she knew the only thing that could make her feel better was picturing the scene that was currently playing out. On the tube on the way home, in an attempt to take her mind off things, she’d begun fantasising about how she wanted the evening to go and so far she’d received everything she’d hoped for.