John Stanley asked Alice to go out with him, and though her proper period of mourning was less than half over, she accepted with only slight hesitation. She felt awkward and nervous on their first date, as if somehow she was being unfaithful to the memory of her dearly departed husband. Alice's dating discomfort was partly due to the sullen, how-could-you-mother-attitude of her twelve-year-old daughter Kitty, even though the girl didn't voice her obvious disapproval. It was different with Hal, thank goodness for Alice's peace of mind. Her son was older and more understanding, and Hal liked John.
However, somewhat to the sexually reawakening widow's chagrin, John's gentlemanly behavior resulted in only the mildest forms of physical intimacy, certainly nothing which could've caused Alice to feel guilty. On their first date he only held her hand and gave her a proper good-night kiss at the door. During their second date, at a drive-in movie, John took her in his strong arms and held her close while he kissed her several times, murmuring how beautiful and desirable she was and expressing with almost fearful timidity that he thought he was falling for her. He didn't attempt to feel her up, though, and Alice, mildly confused and half-willing to be seduced, experienced a slight sense of disappointment.
They went dancing on their third date. John plied her with liquor until she was tipsy. He held her close as they danced, flattening her luscious big breasts against his masculine chest and rubbing his semi-erect penis against the womanly softness her barely rounded lower abdomen. By the time he took Alice home, he had got her into a very receptive mood. His arm encircled her, his hand cupping a tit as he led her up the steps and across the porch of her boarding house. He turned off the porch light before he kissed her, and as he fed his tongue into the moist sweetness of her warms willing mouth, he backed her against the wall, groping her appealing buttocks, Frenching her fiercely and nearly boring a hole in her belly with the virile spear of his rock-hard dick. When he had her panting for it, he said good night and tripped lightly down the steps, whistling as he strode down the walkway to his car.
Alice wanted to scream, she was so frustrated. He had got her wildly aroused and caused her cunt to juice up with yearning for him, then he had kissed the tip of her cute nose and left her hanging, just when he was his to do with as he pleased.
The redhead's actions had affected Alice just as he'd hoped they would. On their next date he would fuck her. He wanted her badly, but not while she was drunk. He had misjudged her capacity for alcohol, and he didn't want to take unfair advantage of her, as this was not his way with women he respected. When he took Alice he wanted her to be completely sober, so that she would know exactly what she was doing.
"Where are you taking me tonight, John? You didn't say when you called," Alice said, sliding across to the middle of the seat as they drove away from her house at eight-twenty. "Am I suitably dressed?"
He put his arm around her and drew her closer. When she snuggled up to him with a soft sigh, he put his hand on her breast and gave it a squeeze. "You've never looked lovelier," he assured. "I'm taking you to my apartment."
"Oh," Alice breathed, and a flash of anticipation tingled up her spine. She didn't have to ask why. The tone of his voice and the way he tweaked her nipple through her blouse and bra made his intentions perfectly clear. "Why tonight?" she asked. "Like this."
"I don't follow you, honey."
"The other night you were very romantic, whereas now you're being almost painfully blunt," she explained. "I don't quite know how to take you, John, and I don't think I like being propositioned this way. I'm not sure I want to go to bed with you tonight. This is what you want, isn't it?"
He nodded. "Since the first time I laid eyes on you."
"Then why didn't you take me the other night, after we'd been dancing? Didn't you know how much I wanted you then?"
"I knew," he replied, weighing the lush mound of her right tit with the palm of his hand. "But you were too tipsy. Alice, I'm going to level with you. We're both responsible adults, and I respect you too much to hand you a line. Right now I'm a pretty mixed-up guy. My ex really hurt me. I don't know if I'll ever want to get married again. You're a decent woman. I won't deceive you even a little bit. I think I love you, and I damned well know I want you… but I'm not promising you a thing."
When Alice said nothing, John took his arm from around her and put both hands on the wheel. "Well, I guess I blew it, didn't I? Do you want me to take you home?"
Alice put her hand on his thigh. "No, John, I don't want to go home yet. We'll go to your apartment, though I'm not promising to go to bed with you. You see, Darling, I feel pretty much the same way you do. And I appreciate your honesty. Yes, let's just relax and be ourselves, why don't we? As you say, we're both responsible adults, and life doesn't come with guarantees, does it?"
"You're some kind of woman," John said. He put his arm around her again and hugged her with genuine affection.
Alice smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. She patted his thigh but said nothing. It was nice to be with him like this, with all the normal pretexts of dating cast aside. There was little doubt in her mind, she was almost sure she was going to have intercourse with John. But her womanly intuition told her to leave him in suspense.
"You're not much of a housekeeper, are you?" Alice asked when they entered John's clothes-strewn efficiency apartment. "I see you made the bed up nice and neat, though."
He grinned sheepishly and began picking up the articles of clothing lying about. "It's a hide-a-bed."
"So I see," Alice replied, amused at his sudden discomfiture.
"If you'd like… I mean if the bed makes you uneasy, it would only take me a second to turn it back into a couch."
She laughed, and it felt good to be laughing again. Amazed at how relaxed she felt, Alice told him, "Don't bother, John. It's fine the way it is. Here, give me those clothes. Why don't you make us a drink while I finish tidying up for you?"
John made drinks and put on a stereo tape while Alice flitted about, humming as she straightened up the small apartment for him. Other than the humming, she moved silently, for she'd kicked off her high-heeled pumps and was walking around in her stocking feet. All this pleased John more than be was willing to say. There was an intimacy of the finest sort between them now. He enjoyed the company of this beautiful young widow, and he knew they were going to have a very pleasant evening together, whether or not he managed to get his eager dick into the sweetness of her small, shapely body.
Alice padded over to John and accepted with equal grace the drink, the pat on the ass and the thanks he gave her for picking up after him. He pulled her down on his lap, and she cuddled right up to him. They sat there in the overstuffed chair, saying nothing, merely smiling and sipping their drinks as they listened to the soft, dreamy music from his stereo tape player. If they were cats, they would've both been purring.
"Dance with me," John said when they'd finished their drinks.
She nodded and slid off his lap. He kicked off his shoes and they danced in their stocking feet, their bodies close together and their arms around one another at the waist. Alice rested her head on his shoulder. This was lovely. When she felt his hands caressing the upper slope of her buttocks, moving lower inch by inch, she merrily sighed and closed her eyes.
Yes, Darling, she encouraged him with secret thought, forming the words in her mind as if she were actually saying them to him. Fondle my bottom, I want you to!
As if in answer to her unspoken request, John stroked the appealing contours of her soft, full asscheeks. Then he cupped them from below, lifting them, and pulled her loins tighter against his.
"Mmmm," Alice sighed, and she hugged him. Her womanly breasts flattened against his muscular chest. She could feel his penis growing between their bodies, but she didn't pull away, "This is nice, isn't it, John?"
"Uh-huh. Because it's with you." He pulled up the back of her skirt and began stroking the warm mounds of her resilient buttocks through the sheer nylon of her white panties. "I can't help myself, Alice. You're a beautiful, desirable woman. I want you. Unless you stop me, and all it'll take is a serious no from your sweet lips, I'm going to strip you naked and make love to you."
"I don't feel like saying no yet," she whispered, her hands moving in tiny circles over the small of his back.
He kissed her with open-mouthed urgency, his tongue probing into her willing mouth. While he explored the hidden recesses of her moist oral cavern, he slid his hands down into her step-ins and started fondling flesh to flesh the warm globes of her lovely rump.
"Oh, John," she sighed, rubbing herself against him as they danced slowly to the soft strains, of romantic music. "We shouldn't be doing this, Darling. I shouldn't be letting you handle me so intimately."
John said nothing. He continued dancing while he covered her ear with his mouth and slithered his tongue inside.
"Ooooh… oh, John! You're going to melt me if you keep that up."
Swirling his wet tongue around in her ear, he inserted his fingers into the cleft of her behind and gave each of her twin globes a love squeeze. He held her tight and pressed his erected, upward-angled phallus into the softness of her slightly rounded lower abdomen.
"Aaaah, aaaah," she sighed, squirming in sensual discomfort.
They stood in the center of the room, swaying together but no longer dancing. John's green eyes shone with tender emotions as he gazed down at her upturned visage.
"I'm going to undress you now, Alice."
Her eyelids fluttered. She whimpered softly and nodded almost imperceptibly. He stepped back and began unbuttoning her blouse. Alice shut her eyes and shivered with anticipation. The feeling she had for this virile redheaded man was strong. If it wasn't love, then it was close enough to suit Alice, because the womanly urge to submit to John was making her glow all over. She wanted to be divested of her clothes and taken by him.
Her blouse was gone now. John had his arms around her, his fingers fumbling with the hooks of her brassiere as he kissed lightly at her eyelids. He got the bra unfastened and pulled the straps off her shoulders and down her arms.
Despite their large size, Alice's bare breasts sagged less than an inch when they were deprived of the supporting cups of her bra. She stood there unashamed and proud while she allowed John to admire her tits with his hands and eyes. Her nipples were hard little berries at the tips of her coral areolas. An involuntary shiver swept through Alice as she watched John's fingers capture the swollen cones of her tumescent nipples. He rolled and tweaked the sensitive tips of her upswept orbs, and his gentle fondling set the nerves connecting her breasts and loins to tingling. "They're all real," John muttered with pleasured surprise. "My God, it's hard to believe… those great big beautiful knockers… on such a tiny woman as you, Alice!"
"Don't you like them?" Alice murmured.
"Hell yes, baby, they're gorgeous!" he exclaimed, and bending his bead, he went from one ripe strawberry nipple to the other, paying oral homage to the tender points of Alice's magnificent breast works.
Yes, John! Lick them! Kiss my boobs and suck my nipples! I love that! she sighed to herself as she buried her fingers in his unruly red hair and guided his mouth over and under and between the lush mounds of her soft, jiggling tits. It's going to be wonderful, having you make love to vie! Oh, Darling, hurry, I can hardly wait to feel your big, hard penis penetrating me!
John's hands weren't idle while his lips and tongue glided over the silky warmth of Alice's sweet smelling breasts. His fingers fumbled at the waistband of her skirt. In his eagerness, he popped a button getting it open. Then he unzipped her and let her skirt drift down of its own weight and settle silently around her stockinged feet.
With a moan, he reluctantly tore himself away from her titties and started kissing his way down the smooth skin of her midsection. He hooked his fingers into the tops of her panties and half slip, tugging down the flimsy undergarments bit by bit and he rained kisses into the cute depression of her navel and washed it thoroughly before he moved lower, leaving a zigzag trail of saliva over her gently rounded belly. The top of her feminine triangle popped into view. John kissed right into the dark, crisp public hair without the slightest hesitation. He tugged her briefs and half slip lowering his lips nipping at the coarse brown curls of her sex hair, his tongue combing through her surprisingly dense foliage. Her wispy under things whispered over the tapering loveliness of her nylon-encased legs as he whisked them down around her trim ankles and urged her to step out of them.
He was kneeling before her now, spreading her legs, caressing her thighs and her nude buttocks as be showered kisses all around her pungent pussy.
"John? Ooooh… oh, what are you going to do? Darling… ohhh… oh, don't… please, John… you mustn't kiss meee… ahhhh… there!"
It was too late. He had spread her thighs enough to make room for his head. He sat on his heels now, directly under her, with his head tilted way back. Alice could see his gentle eyes gazing up at her. She felt his lips pressing possessively over the hairy outer rim of her fluted sex opening, and the tip of his tongue wedging insistently into the moist gap of her softly pouting cuntal lips.
Alice couldn't imagine why such a wholesome looking man as John would want to do such a perverse thing, but she wasn't about to complain now that he'd actually done it. He was kissing right into her cunt, and it felt marvelous! He shot his tongue full into her furry cleft.
"Ohhhhhh! Oh, John! Yes, darling yesss!" she squealed, clasping his head tightly to her groin and shuddering as illicit thrills raced careeningly through her loins.
But John had no intention of sucking her off just yet. He stood up and took her arms, French kissing her without wiping his mouth first, giving her a second-hand taste of her own juicy snatch. She must've liked the flavor of her own cuntal cream, judging by the way she clung to him and sucked his tongue so hungrily.
"Let me undress you, John! The way you did me, Darling!" she panted, and began ripping at his clothes before he'd consented to her breathless request.
She got him out of his shirt and T-shirt in record time, then her trembling hands flew to his belt and began unbuckling it. Excitedly, she unbuttoned his trouser and unzipped his fly. By the time his pants hit the floor, she had his Jockey shorts tugged part way down. The only thing stopping her from reaching her objective was that objective itself. His prick was hard as a steel bar protruding out from his groin, and his briefs were hung upon it, preventing her from pulling them down any more.
Alice stretched the elastic top band of his shorts out from his body, but before she could reach in with her other hand to free the object of her desire, it swung up and slapped against his stomach.
"Oh, John… darling!" she cried, jerking his shorts down his legs with one hand as she grabbed for his cock with the other. "It's beautiful… your dick! And so big! My stars, honey… you're hung like a horse!"
The redhead grinned down at her but said nothing to either encourage or discourage her. He was enjoying Alice's reaction to his cock. The comely widow was a vision of loveliness as she knelt before him clad in only her sheer nylon stockings and frilly garter belt, the delicate features of her pretty face mirroring her inner emotions while she fondled his fat dick with one hand and weighed his heavy, dangling testicles in the palm of the other.
A sense of fearful anticipation washed over Alice. She wanted John badly, but she didn't know if she would be able to take his huge organ. It's sturdy shaft was so thick she couldn't make the ends of her encircling thumb and middle finger touch together around it, and she'd never dreamed a penis could be so long and hard. His balls were the size of pullet eggs inside his wrinkled, coarse-haired scrotum, and they felt so full and heavy.
"I'm afraid, John! I don't think we'll fit together, Darling! Damn it, how I want you… but I'm afraid you'll rupture me!"
He laughed softly. "I'm not all that big, Alice, and you have had two kids. We'll manage fine. I'll be very gentle with you."
Alice nodded. "So big," she sighed, staring right at his mighty member as she timidly drew back his foreskin and bared the rosy red knob of his sleek cockhead. She stroked it up and down, snapping the rubbery hood on and off his taut skinned bulb. Her full red lips pursed with longing. She pulled down the naked head of his dick and kissed it impulsively. Then she moaned and licked her lips. Because of what John might think, Alice held herself in check. She wanted to fellate him so badly she could taste it, but she was scared he would lose respect for her.
"What's the matter, Alice?" he asked, sensing her tenseness.
"Nothing," she lied, but she didn't move. She couldn't. His peter had a hypnotic effect on her. Her mouth watering for it, she remained on her knees, staring, clinging to it with both of her shaking hands now.
"Come on, baby," he insisted, gazing down at the torment in her upturned face. "Something's wrong. Don't be bashful. Tell me!"
"You'll think I'm awful!" she wailed.
"No way," he assured. He took her by the wrists and began pulling her to her feet. "Stand up, Alice. Look at me. Come on, don't avoid my eyes. You're ashamed, aren't you?" "Yes," she whimpered.
"Of what? Of me? Is it me? Is it something I've done?"
"Oh, no, Darling!" she protested. "It's not you. You're wonderful, John. It's me, don't you understand? There's something wrong with me. I want to do something to you… something that's dreadfully perverted and nasty… and I'm afraid of what you'll think of me if I even tell you what is! You'll think I'm a horrible slut! You'll lose respect for me… and I'll just die if you do… because I… oh, John, I love you!"
He hugged her fiercely. "God, Alice, you don't know how good that makes me feel, because I love you, too."
"Don't say it unless you mean it, John. Please don't, because I'll go to bed with you anyway. You don't have to say you love me for that. I want you to screw me, even if I'm just another piece of ass to you. Don't lie to me, Darling. It will only hurt me if you do. Be honest with me, completely honest, and then we can have an affair with no strings attached, and neither of us will get hurt that way."
"You're the one who's wonderful, baby." He sighed, caressing her back and buttocks simultaneously. The undersurface of his pulsing dong lay along her stomach, the clear fluid seeping from its slitted tip wetting her skin just below the cleavage of her breasts.
"That's good enough for me, Darling. Let's go to bed," she cooed.
"Not yet," he said. "First, tell me what sort of nasty, perverted thing you want to do to me."
"John! No, honey!" she whined. But he persisted, and finally, her cheeks turning nearly beet-red, she blurted, "I want to suck you! There, are you satisfied now? Damn you anyway, why did you make me tell you? You think I'm awful now, don't you?"
"Yes," he intoned with mock censure, "I see now that you're nothing but a filthy pervert. Jesus, Alice, what did I ever see in a slut like you? Can you answer me that?"
She glared at him, her hazel eyes spitting sparks of fire. "Why you – you – you son-of-a-bitch?" she sputtered, and drew back her hand to slap him.
John caught her wrist and half her close, laughing uproariously. "Baby, baby! You're precious! Do you know that! God, you're sweet! The more I get to know you, the better I love you!"
"But, but… you said…"
"Never mind what I said. I was joking, couldn't you tell? Hell's bells, woman, there's nothing nasty or perverted about oral lovemaking between a man and a woman! It's beautiful, the most intimate thing lovers can do."
Her moist eyes blinked up at him unsurely. "Honest, John? Is that really the way you feel about about me sucking you?"
"You'd better believe it, sugar," he told her, leading her toward the bed. "How about if I lie down and prop up my head? I'm dying to get my cock in your sweet mouth, but I want to watch while you go down on me, okay?"
Alice blushed and nodded self-consciously, but she couldn't help smiling. She stood watching as he lay down and propped up his head with a pillow. When he patted the bed beside his hips, she climbed up near him on her knees and bent over his loins. She took his massive, stem in her small hand and pulled up on it, forcing his perpetual skin to puff out at the top.
Following her natural inclinations, she gapped her red lips around the velvety folds of his distended foreskin and started licking it as she sucked gently. Out on the corners of her eyes, she could see him smiling down at her, but he was saying nothing and leaving what she did to his cock entirely up to her. It struck Alice that he was making her a present of his prize phallus, or at least loaning it to her with no preset conditions as to how she should use it. This pleased her, because she didn't really know what she wanted to do, and she felt free to explore him with her mouth to her heart's content.
"Do you feel nasty and perverted now, angel?"
"OH, no!" she exclaimed. "Not with you, I don't, John!"
Again her lips captured his protruding penile hood, only this time she stuck her tongue down into it. The inside of his soft foreskin was smooth as slippery silk, and it fit around her dainty tongue like a snug, living glove. Alice shivered with excitement. She was hot and bothered, but knew precisely what she was doing. With a tiny moan, she drove the tip of her pink tongue down between the stretchable skin and the dickhead it covered. Round and around she licked, laying the musky crown, its prepuce bulging out to reveal the hidden progress of her lascivious taste organ at any given point during its penile orbit. Many girls had loved his peter with their mouth, in many different ways, but not one had ever done what Alice's eager curiosity had led her to do. It was delightful to feel her tongue down inside his foreskin, sliding around his bloated crown. It tickled so tantalizingly that he had to clamp down his inner muscles to prevent ejaculation. He didn't want to cum yet. Alice was just getting started. Apparently she wanted to have a long suck on his dick, and he sure as hell didn't intend to disappoint her.
"What a sweet, juicy prick!" Alice moaned, suddenly lifting her head and staring at his gleaming, saliva-coated glands as she ran the foreskin flag up and down the top part of his standing pole.
"Ohhh, look how beautiful it is!"
"Turn it loose, baby!" he groaned. "Or I'll cum all over you! Let it rest! Come up and lie beside me!"
"Not yet, John! Don't you dare cum yet!" Alice squealed. She scooted up and lay down half on top of him. One of her hanging jugs molded itself against him. She kissed him and thrust her tongue onto his mouth while she squirmed with passion. Then she realized what she'd done, and she jerked her mouth free of his. "I'm sorry, John. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed you so soon after… after I've been licking your dick."
"Why not, for crying out loud?"
"Because I had my lips and tongue on you down there, and I…"
"And you're afraid your little tongue might taste of my cock? Is that it, Alice?"
"Well, yes," she admitted. "I don't want to offend you."
"You're terribly naive, Darling," he chuckled, giving her a playful swat on the butt. "Don't you know it drives a horny man wild to find the taste and smell of his own dick in the mouth of the woman he loves?"
"Oh, John, does it really, Darling? You're not kidding me?"
"Cross my heart, baby." She squealed with delight, sort of like a wild bird being let free. "Open your mouth, my horny man! I'm going to kiss you! I'm going to stick my tongue in your mouth and leave it there till you've sucked all the nice flavor of your sweet peter off it! Then I'll lick your cock some more before I kiss you again! Will you like that, John?"
"I'll love it!" he crooned, and pulled her head down. He licked her lips before he kissed her. When she thrust her pecker-flavored tongue into his mouth, he hugged her tight and sucked it hungrily. Alice swung happily back and forth at least a dozen times, hovering at his loins to lick or suck at his prick a few seconds before she hurried back to kiss him wetly while the pungent flavor of his sex organ clung to her lips and cheeks and tongue. This was the most erotic thing she could imagine, and John seemed to truly enjoy having her do it. As for Alice, she simply loved this uninhibited sex play, and would've gone on for hours if it hadn't been so exciting. But it was very exciting, for John as well as her. Each taste she had of his dong made her love it a little more. Finally, about the fifteenth time she skinned it back and took the glistening gristle of his throbbing cockhead inside her hot, sucking mouth, it tasted so damned delicious that she didn't want to share it with him any more. She wanted it all to herself. Her glassy eyes noted that his bloated testicles were snuggled up tight and twitching against his groin. Her womanly intuition told her his orgasm was imminent, and she thrilled with the knowledge that he would soon be shooting off in her mouth. She pressed her moist palm gently over his warm, full nuts, rubbing them coaxingly as she allowed her middle finger to sneak into the sweaty crack of his rump. She began sucking ravenously and bobbing her head wildly up and down on the top four inches of his huge organ. Without pausing to wonder how he would take to it, she sought out his puckered anal opening with the ball of her naughty finger and began rimming round and around the sweet fuck ring of his feverish rectum.
"Let up, baby!" he croaked. "Ohhhrhh oh, thats good… too good! I'm gonna cum! I can't hold it back! You'd better get your mouth off! Quick!"
"Noo! Noo!" she moaned around her mouthful of meat. She threw him an imploring sideways glance as she inserted her finger up his asshole clear to the palm, and she sucked his pulsating prong all the more voraciously.
"Aaah, aaah…in your mouth? Do you want me to cum in your sweet mouth?"
"Mmm, uuummmmmm!" she moaned, attempting to nod her head while she flailed his expanding glands with her tongue and waggled her finger around in the heated depths of his anal canal.
"Koomm… Koomm!"
"Oh, God…baby… sweet baby!" he cried, nearly delirious with joy when he realized she wanted his load. "Ididn't…ahhhh… dream you'd want it in your mouth! But you ohhhhhhhh… do, don't you?! Yesssssss oh, Christ yesssss… get ready aaarrrggghhh… here it… unn, unn i'm cumming… uuunnnggghhhh cuummmiiinnggg!!!" The first enormous stream of his pressurized cream gushed all hot and thick into her welcoming mouth. Alice whimpered soulfully and batted her eyelids with pleasured shock as John's pounding prong flooded her mouth with corn. This was the liquid passion fruit from a mature man's balls, and it was potent, heady stuff. The strong acridity of his pungent sperm stung her taste buds like Mexican hot sauce.
"Mmmmm… glub, blub… uuijmmmm!" she groaned through her nose as she started swallowing his viscous jizz.
"It's delicious! she screamed silently, her mind spinning with the lewdness of what she was doing, even as she jabbed his butthole with her finger and fought to keep from losing a single drip of her creamy reward. Shoot it, darling! keep it coming! God, it's so steaming hot and piping good! cum, John…cum good, baby i love your cum… ohhhhhhh… pump me full of ittt… i love ittt… lloovvee iiittt!!!" John was a virtual reservoir of sperm. His jerking cock spurted it into her mouth fast as Alice could drink down the fountain-like glow of his glutinous, slippery jism. She didn't waste a bit. Her hungry mouth clung suckingly to the ballooning head of his cum-spewing organ until she'd taken all he had to give her. Then she drained his deflating dick of its final sluggish drops before she heaved a sigh of satisfaction and allowed his spongy crown to slip from between her puffy red lips.
"Oh, John!" she sighed as she crawled up beside him and gazed down into his loving eyes, "Darling, that was heaven!"
"You should've been on the receiving end," he sighed. "Jesus, honey, that was the beat blow job rye ever had! Come here, you beautiful cocksucker. You've got cum all over your lips, and you've never looked lovelier, and I love you to pieces! No, don't lick it off. Kiss me, Darling!"
"Yes, John! oh, yes, you sweet man! I love you, too. With all my heart! You make me feel so goddamned good!"
Alice purred like a kitten. I could worship this wonderful man! she thought joyfully. Nothing seems dirty or perverted doing it with him! I feel clean and good, and so alive!
Bubbling with happiness, she pressed her sperm-smeared lips to his and snaked her cum coated tongue into his mouth. Their tongues met inside his oral cavity, circling and caressing one another, then moved into her mouth, where the flavor of cock and cum was still strong and heady. John kissed her as if her mouth and breath were mouthwash fresh, and Alice shivered with pleasure as she realized he was so right – that absolutely nothing between a man and a woman should be forbidden.
"Was that a sweet kiss, my darling?" she quizzed playfully, and caught up in a lighthearted mood, she added, "Could you taste your delicious cum? Did it excite you to lick it off my lips and suck it off my tongue?"
John was smiling all over his boyishly handsome face. He could tell Alice was feeling extremely licentious, and he supposed, rightly so, that this was the first time in her life she'd ever felt really free and easy about sex. "Yes, you lovely cunt, your mouth was nice and cummy, and it excited me, and it was the sweetest kiss rye ever had."
"Oh, John, darling!" she sighed, her warm breath bathing over his face.
"Your breath reeks with the smell of cock, and that excites me too. I love you, Alice! Lie on your back, Darling, and let me lick your body and suck your sweet pussy!"
"Yes, yes, yeses!" she cried gaily.
Leisurely John kissed and licked his way down the front of Alice's fabulous body. His worshipful tongue laved lovingly over every tasty bit of her large, quivering breasts. He sucked the sensitive cones of her swollen coral nipples till he had Alice moaning constantly and writhing about, and then he sucked some more, knowing that he was torturing her, but also knowing that she loved it. When he deserted her breasts, those magnificent mounds of woman flesh were literally gleaming with their coating of his saliva.
He painted her rippling belly with spit, too, and then he bypassed her hairy, juiced-up snatch and licked her creamy thighs clear down to the tip bands of her nylon stockings.
After he'd flipped her over onto her stomach, he licked up the backs of her thighs and began bestowing passionate kisses upon the alluring globes of her fleshy buttocks. He kissed and licked her gorgeous ass till its twin hillocks shimmered wetly while they quaked tremulously before his lustful eyes.
"I'm going to kiss your asshole!" he husked.
"Anything!" Alice screeched joyously. "Do anything you want! I'm yours! Use me!!! Love meee!!!" John probed his fingers into the moist softness of her sweaty ass crack and spread her buttocks wide apart. He buried his face in the entrancing gorge and inhaled deeply of its maddening fragrance. There was an assy smell, but it was clean, and there was also the odor of her aroused cunt and the delightful scent of her perfumed dusting powder. The mixed aroma from the cleft of her full, womanly rump assailed his nostrils and drove him wild.
Emitting a guttural groan, he pursed his lips and smacked a wet kiss right into her appealing rosebud anus. Then he whimpered and licked frenziedly up and down the crack of her butt until he'd tongue washed the whole musky trough formed by her luscious buttocks. He held her open and glued his lips to the crinkled skin surrounding her puckered rectum. The tip of his tongue probed her tiny orifice.
"Aaaah, aaaah!" Alice sighed involuntarily, her heart thumping in her chest as she wagged her ass in his face and awaited with keen anticipation the inrushing of his much-desired tongue. "Do it! Stick your tongue up my assss!!!"
Hearing Alice cry out lewdly for what he already yearned to give her was music to the redhead's ears. He forced his hungry tongue in through the elastic ring of her tiny anal aperture and shot it all the way up her hot butt.
"Aahhhhhhhh… aaaaahhhhhhhhh!"
Alice whined, clutching at the pillow as she threw back her head in rapture.
In his present state of mind, the roiling depths of her superheated rear tunnel tasted sweet as honey to John. Without the slightest hesitation, he swirled his delighted tongue round and around inside her butt, jabbed it in and out of her gripping rectum. He couldn't get his fill of her asshole, because Alice was by far the sweetest woman he'd ever had. He felt as if he could devour her whole – bones, hair, toenails and all.
When he realized she was about to cum, he turned her over and dived into the succulent feast of her hairy snatch. He slithered his tongue up through the shimmering red sweetmeats of her juicy slit, and dragged its roughened upper surface over the nerve rich tip of her boldly protruding clitoris.
"Ohhhhhhhhh… OH, GOD!" Alice shrilled, shuddering with bliss as his abrasive tongue swabbed thrillingly over her raw, blood-engorged clit. "Eat me, darling! Suck my pussy gooddd!!!"
John formed his lips tightly to the outer edges of her swollen, hair-ringed labia. He plunged his tongue deep into her slippery, secretion-beaded vagina and began diving her delicious muff with all the oral expertise at his command. For a moment, he tongue fucked her furiously. Then he tickled her man in the boat with the tip of his flashing tongue. "AHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH!" Alice chanted mindlessly, while she buried her fingers in his unruly red hair and rubbed her cunt jerkily at his pleasure-giving mouth. "John, John darrrlliinnggg!!!"
Nothing would've pleased John more than to eat her tangy twat for an hour. But Alice was already spinning off into a climax. When he caught her elongated clit with his lips and sucked it into his mouth, his tongue scrubbing her raw-nerved bottom furiously, she bowed up and screamed. Her convulsing vagina splashed a wave of hot cunt cream over his lips just as her throbbing pleasure nubble drew back twitchingly into her body.
"Oooooooohhhhhhhh… cumminngg John, John… oh, God. Gggaaahhhhhhhh…darling, I'm cuummmiinnggg…oouuuuuu… ccccuuuum mmmmiiiiinnnnggggggg!!!" John gulped down with relish the first few gushes of her clear cuntal nectar. Then his mouth deserted her spasming snatch out of necessity rather than choice. The ecstatic groaning and writhing of the woman he loved grabbed at his nuts and set his semen to boiling. Fearing he would waste his load on the bed it he dallied for a second, he dived atop Alice and lunged his womb-jamming dong balls-deep into the silky tunnel of her orgasmically fluttering pussy. "Aaaarrrrgggghhhhii!" She squealed like a stuck pig.
Alice wasn't complaining, though. It hurt all way up when he crammed his gigantic cock into her, but it was a delicious hurt, a wonderous, awe-inspiring flash of hot, sexual pain. She thought she was going to pass out, and she probably would've if her cuntflesh hadn't been so receptively lax and loose. Even so, the fit of his fully planted root and her small, snug vagina was incredibly tight.
"Ahh, goddamn!" John groaned, shuddering and then he began grunting in the typical male fashion as his vaginally sheathed organ erupted like a volcano of flesh.
Torrents of his white-lava cum gushed into the depths of Alice's heaving belly. The jets of steaming ejaculate thumped against the ultra-sensitive neck of her uterus and ricocheted around in the far end of her cock-stuffed vagina. Sperm washed down the lubricated walls of her cuntal sleeve and oozed out in a foamy white wave past the tight connection of her inflamed, snapping pussy lips and the flared base of his pulsating prick.
The inundation of her lover's fuck juice came just when Alice's climax was fading. It thrilled her to the core of her being to have John's cum bathing her womb. The force of the pulsing spray from his pounding organ plunged her headlong into another orgasm, and its intensity dwarfed the one preceding it. Her legs flopped jerkily about. She screamed with the agony – ecstasy of this soul-rending climax. Her head dug into the pillow, and she threw her arms around him.
"Ohhh, yess! My darling! Shoot it hot and deep! Aaarrgghhh oooohhhhh… ohh, John…cum, baby, ccuuummmh! Me, too! Gggaaaahhhhh! I'm going off… again! Oh God, John… I'm cccuuuummiinnnggg!!"
Locked together, clasping cunt and cum-spurting cock, they shuddered with ecstasy and clung desperately to one another, riding out the fulfilling tide of their simultaneous orgasm. But when the heat of their orgasmic moment had passed, John turned a bit pale. He cursed, jerked his limbering rod from her spermy hole and flopped dejectedly onto his back.
"What is it, John? What's wrong?" Alice asked with alarm.
"I forgot to put on a rubber!" he wailed, reaching guiltily under the pillow and producing an unopened packet of three. "Damn it, that's ill we need! What if I knocked you up!?!"
"You could marry me, if you did make me pregnant, you know!" Alice replied a bit huffily.
"Yes," he said, "And I will, too, if it comes to that. But, Christ, I've got alimony to pay, and a bunch of debts to make good, and I don't want any more kids! I love you, Alice, but I sure as hell hope you didn't get caught this time. Don't you ever let me stick it into you again without a rubber on it. It'll be a year or more before I could support you and your kids properly."
Alice burst out laughing.
"What's funny?" he snapped. "This is serious, Alice!"
"You're funny sight now, you lovable lug. Oh, Darling, relax, will you? You didn't knock me up, my period's due to start tomorrow. I'll get back on the Pill, okay? As for these," she said, making a distasteful face as she took the packet of condoms from his hand and flung them away, "don't you dare put a damned rubber on when you're going to screw me, lover. I don't want anything between me and that big sweet dick of yours, understand? When you cum in me, I want to feel it, baby!"
"Yeah," he grinned. "Like I said before, baby, the better I get to know you, the more I love you. You're my kind of woman, Alice. Damn, how I wish I'd met you first instead of my ex-wife!"
"I'm afraid you would've been disappointed in me then, John." Alice told him as she rolled on top of him and began kissing down his sparsely haired chest.
"I'm just tonight beginning to appreciate sex. Do you think you could get it up once more if I help you with my mouth? Because I'd love to have another fucking before you take me home."