9 comments/ 187550 views/ 18 favorites A Perfect Ass By: KillerMuffin Abbie scratched her ass and then settled deeper into the worn couch. Crumbs from her pretzels irritated her thighs, but she made no move to brush them off. She nursed the dregs of her diet coke and waited for Phyllis to tell Sierra that Phillip was really her half-brother's cousin, not her twin brother. She snapped up another pretzel and grinned evilly. Phyllis's revenge would be short-lived. Sierra would have the last laugh because Sierra carried Phillip's baby. "I know what you're going to say, Phyllis, so spit it out." Sierra's eyes searched Phyllis's in the heavy, dramatic pause. "Phillip isn't my twin-brother after all, but you knew that didn't you? He's John's cousin and my fiancé." Phyllis smiled maliciously, obviously relishing the shocked look on Sierra's face. "Honey? You in here?" Aaron? What the hell was he doing home? "I'm in here, babe." She dove for the remote, cutting Sierra's protestations off in mid-accusation. She shoved the pretzel crumbs from her pants and picked up the nearest book. Aaron hid his smile when he came in. "How is old Phillip today, anyway?" "Phillip? Phillip who?" She smiled brightly, striving for innocence. "You know, John's cousin? The guy whose marrying the broad who isn't his twin sister after all?" He pecked his wife on the cheek and pulled the TV Guide out of her hands and turned it around. "Today's Friday, babe." "Well, it's an important episode." "I don't care if you watch those things, you know that." He threw his windbreaker onto the recliner. "We got the contract for the new high-rise in Bloomington." She launched herself at him, dropping the tenth diet coke of the day onto the carpet and hugged him. "I'm so proud of you!" "Hey, now, I didn't have anything to do with it. That's all those damned engineers doing it. I just get to build it." "You're the best guy for the job, too." "Are you ready for the Christmas party, babe? Starts at seven and it's formal. "I couldn't find anyone to watch the kids." No way was she going to that shark infested party. "I called Mom this afternoon. She's taking them for the weekend. Wasn't that sweet of her?" "Yeah. Sweet." She thought she succeeded in not looking dejected. "C'mon, babe. We'll put in an appearance, schmooze with the boss for fifteen minutes and be out of there before you know it. Put on that tight little black dress you wore to the class reunion, I love seeing that on you." He squeezed her generous ass and rubbed against her. "It's sexy as hell." She pecked him on the cheek. There was no way in hell she would wear that, it was too small for her now anyway. "I'll be ready." It wasn't the black one he liked, but he hadn't noticed. She had a long red number that made her feel elegant and stunning. He'd come up behind her while she'd been staring in the mirror adjusting things and had whispered dirty things that made her feel like the most gorgeous thing on the planet. It squeezed her waist in and pushed her breasts up. Her waist dipped from her rib cage and smoothed out to her hips with sensuously rounded curves. She had pinned her hair up and left a lock of curls to fall down her shoulder and spill across the bare flesh of her chest and down across the red satin. Beautiful. "Forget the party, babe. George can blow it out his ear, I wanna stay home and play." "It's important. We'll go and do what we need to and then come home and play all night. Mom's keeping them for the weekend." "Dear old, Mom. Remind me to thank her." She laughed and kissed him. "Let's go before I let you." Abbie lifted her head proudly, sauntering into the country club's large ball room on the arm of the most gorgeous man there. George immediately left the small knot of men and came to greet them. George kissed her knuckles, lingering over them. "Aaron, the man whose going to build another winner for us. Glad you could make it. Abbie, more ravishing than ever. You don't stop in and see us down at the office often enough." She laughed, "That's because Aaron works on the job site and I don't have a hard hat." "Come on Aaron, I want to introduce you to the guys from Baker and Baker. If you'll excuse us for a moment, Abbie? You can have him back in a few minutes." George didn't give them a chance to object and whisked Aaron off. Abbie sighed, watching as George did it again. "Abbie. So nice to see you." Meredith Brooke, George's new wife. She was the last person Abbie wanted to see. "Come say hi, we were just talking about Aaron. George says that he's the one who clinched the deal for Brooke and Sons." Meredith hooked her claws into Abbie's arm and towed her reluctantly off to her little circle of barracudas. "How is Aaron doing? We just never see enough of him anymore." Probably because he hated Meredith. "He's fine. Just," Abbie smiled with all the false charm that usually dripped off of Phyllis, "fine." "He is quite a catch, the girls and I were trying to figure out just how you manage to keep Adorable Aaron in your clutches." Meredith's smiles were as fake as her tits. "We want to keep ours, but the tight leash just isn't my style." Abbie swallowed the retort. "That's a beautiful dress, Abbie," Jenny Lipscomb, the wife of one of the sallow VPs at Brooke, looked exactly like an over-dressed poodle. "isn't that the one I saw on the clearance rack at Dillards?" "It's been nice chatting with you, but I really have to go say hi to someone. Wouldn't want them to think I'm a snob." Abbie pulled away from Meredith, looking for any avenue of escape she could find. "The buffet table is over there, by the windows." Their laughter followed as she made a break for it. Abbie didn't care who said it, that gaggle of bitches were all the same to her. Before she could stop herself, she found herself in front of the elegant buffet. Maybe a carrot stick or some celery. Maybe a small piece of chicken. Who was she kidding? She went straight for the dessert table and picked up a white topped chocolate confection. She found herself a comfortable place to sit and sank her fork into the chocolate, by-passing the white stuff entirely. Meredith laughed, one of those well practiced, joyous sounds that were designed to attract attention, and attracted Abbie's attention. The generous bite of chocolate hovered over the plate while Abbie looked at Meredith and her clique of piranha. She suddenly felt sick. For all she thought of them, they were absolutely stunning. Meredith's sleek body was enhanced by the understated ivory sheath she wore and the silky brown mane that belonged in a shampoo commercial. Jenny's taste ran to the tacky, but there was no denying her gorgeousness. A model by trade, she was the perfect corporate wife. They laughed and chatted like a pair of glamorous friends. Abbie had to face it, they were exactly that. Her best friend was-- she took a bite to check-- tiramisu. Maybe Aaron would be finished in the next couple of minutes and they could leave. He always made her feel stunning, but only while she was alone with him. No matter what he said in public, she could always feel the eyes wondering what that handsome, gorgeous man was doing with the fat broad. He'd gotten away from George finally, and was crossing the dance floor to reach her. Meredith snagged him before he'd even gotten halfway across. Moments later they were dancing and Aaron was laughing at something Meredith had said. Abbie demolished the dark part of the tiramisu before they'd taken four steps, then suddenly felt sick to her stomach. Meredith caught her eyes over Aaron's shoulder and pulled herself tight to his body. Abbie thought about the red ribbon she'd slipped into her evening bag, the bow for Aaron's fat, red dressed present, and her gorge rose before she could stop it. She stood up, plastering what she'd hoped was a pleasant expression on her face, and made for the door like a Kentucky Derby winner on the homestretch. She managed to keep the tiramisu down. After feigning a long restroom break to wait out a woman re-doing her make-up, she went to wash her hands and hopefully make herself look like she hadn't lost lunch. Maybe bulimia would be an effective diet program. She thought about the ravages of the disorder that went with the slimming down. Maybe not. She washed her hands, careful to keep her dress dry, and used the perfumed hand towels. She caught her reflection in the mirror, something she desperately wanted to avoid. A fat, bloated face stared back at her. A thick neck rolled down into a body proportioned exactly like Blubber the Friendly, Fat whale. The red dress should be a hanky compared to her size. She thought about Meredith and the long, willowy lines of her body and wondered why Aaron even bothered coming home to her. Abbie decided to wait for him in the car. Flinging the bathroom door open, she charged into the narrow alcove that disguised the bathroom doors from the lobby of the club. She would have kept on charging right into the lobby and through the front door if she hadn't mowed someone down. For a moment, she hoped it was Meredith and that the collision had popped her silicone tits. The masculine grunt, however, told her it wasn't. "I'm so, sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, and I just, here let me help you up." "Mmmph," he said. Abbie was mortified. His breath warmed her cleavage all the way from the soft flesh above the neckline of the dress to her navel. She was suffocating him in her boobs. She shoved herself up, letting him breathe. "Oh my gawd, I'm so, sorry!" He didn't seem to be gasping for air, so she hadn't killed him. He was looking at her chest, probably wondering how he hadn't asphyxiated. "It's okay, really. It's okay." "There she is!" It was Aaron. Could this night get any more humiliating? "Abbie, what are you doing?" "Thank God you found her. Meredith said she'd just ran out for no reason." "I'll bet," Aaron said, but George ignored it. "It's not what it looks like, I just tripped and knocked him over and I think he's okay." "I'm okay. Really. I'm, just fine." The guy wasn't moving, so Abbie wasn't convinced. "Come on, babe, get up, you can kill a guy with those." "She can kill me with them anytime," the guy under her said. The man was still staring at her breasts. "How about in one of the offices in twenty minutes? George can get a key." Aaron helped her up. "Aaron...?" Abbie was a little nervous. Was he joking? He had to be joking. George looked like he'd been pole-axed. "Hell, I can get the course manager's key." "He's got a couch, right? Meet us there." Aaron took her hand and tugged her along behind. He headed into the darkened depths of the club's offices until he found the door he wanted. He stopped and kissed her. "Aaron, you can't be serious!" "Serious as a heart attack, babe. You're the sexiest woman here and you think you're the ugliest. That's going to change. Tonight." "But they think they're going to see me naked! George and I don't even know who that other guy is!" "He's Matt. He's one of the lawyers. He's a nice guy, a little shy, but he's nice." "I can't let them see me naked, what'll they think about me?" "That you're the sexiest woman on the planet. You think you're fat and ugly, Abbie. When I tell you that you're beautiful, you don't believe me." "You're biased." "They're not. George is married to Meredith, isn't he?" "Well..." "If George thinks you're the sexiest woman here then you'll have to believe me when I tell you that you're beautiful." "I believe you." "No you don't, Abbie." "Okay, they can see my breasts, but that's it." "All of you." "Aaron!" "Please, Abbie. For me?" She frowned, feeling completely out of her depth. It was shocking beyond belief that Aaron actually wanted another man to see her naked, let alone two. She could never resist that tone, or those eyes. "Okay, Aaron." He kissed her forehead, then her lips. His tongue delved inside, enjoying the inside of her mouth. "Aaron? Are you sure about this?" It was George with the key, Matt was behind him. Aaron took the key and opened the door. "Very. You can go back to the party if you want, though." "Not on your life." Aaron locked the door behind them while George flicked on the lamp on the desk. Abbie felt like a horse at auction all of the sudden. She wrapped her arms around herself, about to tell Aaron the deal was off, but the look on his face, soft and proud, made her change her mind. He took his tie off slowly, then wound it around her head and tied it firmly over her eyes. He borrowed Matt's darker one and gently slipped the folded material over her eyes. The rush of darkness was a relief. Trust Aaron to see her fear and help her through it. "Better, baby?" "Yes." She lifted her hands to the top of the dress, but his stopped her. At least she thought it was Aaron. "I'll do it. Like unwrapping my favorite present." She nodded, suddenly aware of the warm, calloused fingers on her shoulders. They had to be Aaron's. She would pretend they were no matter what. The zipper in the back of the dress made its way down her spine and a moment later it pooled at her feet. She felt both excited and embarrassed to stand still in nothing but her underwear in front of three dressed men. "Son of a bitch," someone whispered, probably George. It wasn't a curse, it was a compliment, an exhalation of awe. Aaron's fingers worked the fastenings of the strapless bra that hugged her chest and covered her breasts. It, too, loosened then dropped to her feet. Her breasts sprang free, jutting out proudly. The cool air combined with the intense stares that she could almost feel brought her nipples to attention. "Can I?" Matt asked. "Yes," Aaron said. A moment later two sets of hands covered her breasts, sliding over the flesh and teasing the nipples. Abbie let her head fall back, expecting to lean against Aaron, but he wasn't there. Another set of hands gripped her waist, then curled over the satin covering her bottom. "You're beautiful, Abbie." George was behind her. He tugged her panties down, sliding his hands over her hot skin. George gently bit the point of her shoulder, then nibbled along her neck. Matt paused in his exploration of her tits long enough to kiss her lips. He licked them, tracing each lip before rubbing the crease between them, asking entrance. She opened her mouth, tangling her tongue with his. He tugged on her nipples, then smoothed them with gentle pets and caresses. She felt like moaning when George's fingers trailed between the cleft in her asscheeks and slid farther forward. He paused, just shy of the wet heat between her legs. "Can I touch you, Abbie?" His hot breath washed over her neck, exciting her. She was more aware of his finger hovering near her pussy lips than she was of Matt's tongue licking the roof of her mouth. She almost needed him touch her, to feel her. It astonished her that he even wanted to. There was no way to say yes with Matt in her mouth, so she reached around behind her and grabbed his wrist. She could feel him stiffen behind her, his arm pulling back. She pushed his hand forward, until his fingers tangled in her wet pubic hair. George groaned deep in his chest, an animal sound that startled and pleased her. He began a thorough exploration of her cunt; one that made her buck back against him. He pressed himself tightly against her, forcing her against Matt's chest. Her eyes widened behind the blindfold. George's dick was not only rock hard but shoved right up to her butt. She pushed Matt off of her mouth. He went right back to sucking her nipples. "Aa-Aaron...?" "Do you want them to fuck you, babe?" The thought made her weak in the knees. She wanted them to, she was burning with the idea. Two men, two hard cocks, enjoying, loving, sating themselves with her body. She didn't want them to touch her either. The fear was still there. The image of the beached whale that she carried around never left and it whispered viciously that they only wanted the novelty of fucking a fatty. "But I'm fat!" She never intended for that to come out. She never wanted to admit to it out loud. She wished she could take it back. She tried to figure out the best way to extricate herself from the two men and bolt down the hallway. Matt's mouth left her left tit. "Fat?" He sounded confused. "You're not fat, you're gorgeous." "Oh, Abbie, is that what you think?" Aaron's voice was suddenly right next to her. He tugged the blindfold off and threw it on the desk. "Meredi–" "Meredith? That bony bitch?" That came, surprisingly enough, from George. "I wish she had your body. Don't tell Aaron, but I've fantasized about fucking your for years. You have the perfect ass." "But–" "It's perfect." He dropped to his knees behind her, kneading the ass in question with both hands, one dry, one wet. "It's round, soft, and perfect for a man's hands. Nothing like a beautiful, wide ass to get me hard." He pulled the cheeks apart and blew between them. She shivered. "Ever been fucked in the ass, Abbie? Your ass was designed for fucking." "Yes." She looked sidelong at Aaron, hoping he hadn't noticed how incredibly turned on she was. He had. He had that little half grin on his face, the intense look in his eyes, and his cock was out. "Are you going to let them fuck you, baby?" Aaron licked his lips and squeezed his cock. The head turned red and precum dribbled out. She stared at it for a heartbeat of time, the met his eyes. "Yes." "Thank God," George muttered from between her butt. A second later something warm and wet touched her asshole. "George? What are you doing?" "Loving your ass, Abbie." He took a nibble on the curve of one rounded cheek, then spread them wider and put his face between them. Matt didn't say anything, his fingers had replaced George's in her pussy. Abbie closed her eyes and swallowed. A tongue on her ass and fingers sensuously roaming around her clit felt better than she'd ever thought they would. Not even the sounds coming from the desk were enough to bother her. Matt's lips touched hers again and she had her tongue in his mouth before he could completely kiss her. Suddenly she felt free. She had two studs servicing her, one was worshiping her ass and one was paying homage to her breasts. They wanted her, not any of those women out there who thought she was a cow because she wore a size nine. It was a heady sensation only rivaled by the blast of sexual arousal that tore through her. She lifted her head and met Aaron's eyes from across the desk. She felt like the sexiest creature on the planet and the look in his baby-blues confirmed it. "C'mon, babe, up on the desk." He'd cleared it, she noticed. When had that happened? She broke away from her two lovers and crossed to the desk, conscious of her swaying hips and the eyes staring at her. He lifted her, sitting her on the short edge. George pressed his way between her legs, all but shoving Aaron out of his way. For a moment she thought he was just going to start fucking, he didn't, he dropped to his knees again. Matt was back at her breasts again, licking and sucking on one then the other. George's tongue slid into her pussy, slithering between the lips. She moaned, arching her back. It felt so different, yet the same, with George's tongue instead of Aaron's. Matt shifted on his feet, never letting go of her nipple while he took off his clothes. George nibbled on one of her thighs, then pushed them farther open, licking as deeply into her cunt as his tongue could reach. Aaron settled back in the big, leather chair, slowly stroking his cock. She smiled at him, watching the steady motion of his hand. The desk creaked under Matt's weight. He straddled her chest, startling her. For a moment she couldn't figure out why on earth he'd want to do such a ridiculous thing, then the heavy weight of his cock slapped between them. She smiled up at him as sexily as she could manage and pushed her tits together. He groaned, dribbling pre-cum on her. That ego-stroking sensation of sex goddess flooded through her again. If she wasn't careful, she'd get addicted to it. A Perfect Ass Kari was hot. Not playboy hot, but attractive nonetheless in a natural, wholesome kind of way. She wasn't one to dress up. In fact, she'd often come to class in nothing more than sweatpants and a t-shirt. If I was lucky though, she would wear shorts And I'd get a view of her perfect, well muscled legs. She never wore makeup, but her skin was always flawless. She had a deep tanned skin tone that was an indicator of her half-oriental background and drove me crazy. Her dark hair was often tied back in a ponytail, but usual just flowed freely down to her shoulders. I always wondered what it would be like to have those legs wrapped around me and often I would find myself staring at them for longer periods of time than I should have. I knew she had a boyfriend, however, and never made a move. I always figured that I wasn't her type anyway, so I was happy enough to remain friends. Until last Friday. I was sitting in the crowded lecture theater waiting for class to begin, when Kari came in and sat down beside me. I turned to make some small talk, but after seeing the stern, angry look on her face I decided against it. As sweet as she could be, Kari had a bit of a temper, and I did not want to be on the losing end of that deal. I stared at her legs as she roughly pulled a book from her back pack. Her hair looked to be a little damp, so I figured she had just been at the gym and had taken a shower before class. "Why are men such assholes?" She asked suddenly. I smirked to myself. "Trouble at home?" I asked, uninterested. "That son of a bitch was out until 4am last night! And then he comes home all drunk and wants to fuck! Can you believe that?" I looked around nervously. Kari's voice was rising every second. "And I know he was out trying to get some!" she continued. "Then, when he can't find some slut skanky enough to sleep with him, he comes and wakes me up!" I was a little uncomfortable with the subject and was having a hard time figuring out what to say. "Why don't you break up with him?" I asked. "It's not that simple." she replied. I knew she was right. Kari and her boyfriend had a two year old son that I knew was the only reason keeping them together. "Then why don't you go out and have a good time?" I suggested. "Just go out with some friends and blow off some steam." "Yeah, maybe I should. In fact, I should go and pick up some guy at a bar and get laid! That would show that bastard!" "Or you and I could just go find a room right now," I said with a exaggerated smile, hoping to lift her spirits with a little humor. Kari turned and stared at me. For a second I thought I had done something terribly wrong. I was waiting for a slap across the face, when she replied. "Let's do it." My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. "What...?" "Let's go. Right now!" Kari started packing up her books. I just sat there stunned. "Hurry." she said. "I need to be back for the last half of class." She got up and walked away. When she noticed that I wasn't following, she turned back. "Are you coming?" In a flash I was up and following her out the door. As we made our way through the crowded hallway, I kept my eyes peeled for a place to go. "In here." Kari said, motioning towards a bathroom. It was a single, so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. She rushed me inside and closed the door, locking it behind her. I walked up to her nervously. Our faces were just inches from each other. I could tell she was nervous as well. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. As a response, Kari leaned in and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. She pulled back smiling. "I'll take that as a yes." I said as I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back to me. Our tongues fought with each other passionately, as Kari placed one hand on the back of my neck as her other hand struggled with the waist band of her shorts. "Allow me." I said, as I slowly lowered myself down. I hooked my fingers into her shorts and slowly began pulling them down her smooth sexy legs. as I did, I kissed her tanned skin trying to savor every moment. She kicked them away, and leaned back against the smooth tile wall as I went for her panties. Slowly, I removed the garment, peeling it away from her firm, perfect ass and soon found myself staring at Kari's freshly shaved pussy. I gave her one last look, before finally going in. I lightly touched my lips to her soft folds, eliciting a quiet moan from her mouth. I started kissing her pussy, as my tongue searched for her clit. When I zeroed in on her tiny fleshy button, I wrapped my lips around it and gently sucked. Her hands were going through my hair as I slipped a finger into her cunt. Sliding my finger in and out, my tongue flicked at her clit as my other hand continued feeling up her leg. I wanted her so badly. I wanted all of her! Removing my finger, I lifted one of Kari's legs up to the side, and pushed my tongue up into her tight wet pussy. She gasped and placed the leg over my shoulder pulling me deeper into her hot little hole. My nose was pressed up against her clit as my tongue massaged the inside of her pussy, writhing like a snake. I could feel her hole getting wetter and wetter, as her juices covered my mouth. I licked them up as best as I could before rising back to my feet. As I came back up from my knees, Kari kissed me even more passionately than before, showing me that she had no problem tasting her own pussy. "Turn around," I hissed. I spun Kari around, taking her hands and placing them above her head on the cold tile wall, as I kissed her neck. I then dropped back to my knees. Kari pushed her ass out towards me, as I kissed her firm ass. Gently I pulled her cheeks apart. "Yes..." She moaned quietly, right before I touched my tongue to her sensitive little asshole. The feeling of my warm, wet tongue on her ass caused Kari to curse with pleasure. My hands massaged her flesh as my tongue danced around her puckered hole, feeling every wrinkle. Feeling a little adventurous, I planted a deep kiss on her butthole trying to slide my tongue right up her ass. It was to no avail, however, as she was just too tight. I went back to licking her rim, as I slid two fingers into her pussy. I couldn't believe that a few minutes ago Kari and I were nothing more than friends, and now here I was in a bathroom sticking my tongue up her ass! "Oh, that feels good!" She hissed. Slowly, I pulled my mouth from her ass, as I rose to my feet. Kari looked into my eyes with a look of pure lust. "So you're an ass man I take it?" She asked. I nodded. "Well maybe later I can drop by your place and you can put more than your tongue in there." "Later?" "Yes. Later. But as for right now, let me help you do something about this." she said patting the hard bulge in my pants. She then pushed me up against the wall and with a devilish look, Kari lowered herself down to the floor as she started undoing my zipper. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew It was going to be a good day. My dick jumped at Kari's warm touch as she fished it out of my pants. She sat there for a moment, stroking it softly before sliding it past her lips and into her mouth. Right away, she took me down to the root, soaking my entire shaft with her saliva and tickling my balls with her tongue. With my cock firmly embedded in her throat, she looked up at me with her deep brown eyes. I placed a hand behind her head, encouraging her to continue. Slowly, she drew her head back, sliding her lips over my glistening wet shaft. When my dick popped free, Kari teased it by poking her nimble tongue into my dickhole, then running it around my crown. Her hand was stroking me slowly when she fed my cock back into her mouth. I could feel her tongue writhing around my shaft as she took me deeper and deeper. Her other hand gave my balls a gentle squeeze, as her head rocked right to left. I could see the indent my dick was making on the inside of her cheeks. Drawing it back out, my dick formed a thin string of saliva connecting my cock head to Kari's tongue. She playfully sucked it back before bobbing back down on my dick. As she continued to suck me, her hand wandered from my balls back to my ass. Soon her fingertip was massaging my asshole as her mouth repeatedly swallowed up my cock. She then took her finger and soaked it with her mouth, getting it nice and wet, before putting back at my ass. Down her throat, went my dick, just as her little wet finger slid up my ass. I gasped in pleasure as she looked up at me with a naughty grin. Kari started to suck me faster and faster, as she pushed her finger deeper into my ass. I did my best to relax, as she wiggled it back and forth while her mouth surrounded my dick. Kari started to moan around my cock as if the whole thing was getting her off. Her finger started working faster, fucking my ass as it clamped down around it. I could feel her inside me, massaging my prostate, trying to coax the cum from my balls. Suddenly I tensed, and my ass constricted around Kari's finger, holding it firmly in place. My jumped and let loose a massive blast of cum right down her throat. She moaned even louder as her hand jerked at my cock, sending more of the hot cream into her waiting mouth. She gulped it down greedily, as if it was her only meal of the day, slowly withdrawing her finger from my ass. When my cock popped free from her mouth, it was clean and wet, as she had sucked back every drop of my cum. Standing up, she went to the sink to clean off as I leaned against the wall staring at her beautiful ass. I wanted nothing more than to walk over there, bend her over and shove my tongue right back up her asshole, but I knew i would have to wait. "Thanks,"Kari said, sliding her shorts back up her legs. "I needed that." I pulled my pants up as well. "So four o'clock sound good?" Kari said smiling. "Four sounds great." I replied. Yes, it was going to be a good day. * * * * I sat waiting impatiently, staring at the clock. Every stroke of the second hand was agony, as I waited for Kari to arrive. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and I jumped up from my seat. Before I could get to the door, Kari burst in walking right past me. "Let's go," she said. "I don't have much time." She made her way to the bedroom and opened up her back pack, taking out a small red plastic bottle and tossing it on the bed. I picked it up and looked at it. It was cherry flavored lubricant. "I didn't know if you'd have any." Kari explained. "Good thinking," I responded. Kari was already undressing as I sat looking at the bottle. "Let's go," she urged as she walked over and yanked my pants down to my ankles. My shirt was next, as she pulled it from my body and pushed me onto my bed. she was wearing a tight blue sports bra, that soon came off as well. I was amazed at hoe perfect her tits were! I had always admired her legs, but her breast were to die for! In a flash, Kari was on the bed crawling up my body. Our lips met, and she kissed me with even more passion that before. Our crotches were rubbing against each other, and I cold feel her firm tits pressing against my bare chest. "Here." she said bluntly, pushing one of her breasts into my face. I opened my mouth and sucked at her nipple as my hands reached around to grab at her ass. Kari put one arm around my head, holding me close as her other hand dropped down began to play with my cock. she wasn't wasting any time at all, which was just fine by me. She then pulled her breast away and pushed my head back down to the bed. Reaching back, she started rubbing my engorged cock head over her wet slit. A few moments later, Kari lowered her body down onto my dick taking me right up to the hilt in her hot, wet pussy. She was so warm and tight, I almost blew my load right there! Her perfect legs were straddling my hips, as she began to grind herself on my cock. Kari was looking right into my eyes. Her face was a mask of pure lust and intensity. I then realized that I was not fucking Kari. She was fucking me! Up and down, her body rose and fell, building up speed with each consecutive thrust. I watched in pleasure as her wet cunt swallowed my cock repeatedly. "Mmmm. I'm all wet." Kari said, reaching down to touch her pussy, as she slid down my dick. Then, looking into my eyes, she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked it seductively. I placed my hands on her thighs and pushed my hips up to meet each one of her thrusts. she then replaced her finger, pushing it into her pussy, along with my cock. As she brought it out, I could see it was glistening with her love juices. She lowered her body down to mine, and her fabulous tits were soon pressed against my bare chest once again. She flicked her tongue out, just touching my lips, before placing her wet finger at my mouth. I eagerly sucked it, savouring her taste. Kari then pulled her finger away and shoved her tongue into my mouth, as her hips began bucking with renewed passion. "I want it now." she said. "I want it in my ass right now!" Without another word, Kari pulled herself from my dick and snatched up the bottle of lube. Then, turning around, she dribbled a bit of the red liquid down her ass crack. Reaching back, she began to rub it all over, before sliding a finger up her own ass. When she was nice and ready, she positioned herself over my cock once again. This time she was facing away from me, and my dick was about to enter a different hole. taking my cock into her hand, she lowered her ass down, nestling it around my the head. her hips wiggled and squirmed as it slid up her tight asshole. She pushed it in about half way, when she began gently bouncing her hips up and down. it was an amazing site. Kari's perfect ass was swallowing up my cock, inch by agonizingly slow inch. Her feet were both planted on the bed, so it was just her ass moving. Periodically she would reach down and fondle my balls, or play with her clit and soon she was taking me right up to the hilt in the vice-like grip of her asshole. I could feel her squeezing her sphincter around my cock as she fucked me with her butthole. Kari then bottomed out, nestling her ass down against my hips, with my dick buried inside her. Reaching back, she pried her asscheeks apart, giving me a great view as she lifted her body upwards. I watched as her ass slid up my cock, before coming free. As soon as my dick popped out, her asshole clenched back up into a tight little rosebud. Then without saying a word, Kari moved backwards up my body bringing her ass right up to my face. "Lick." she said. I needed no further convincing, and immediately shoved my tongue up her ass. I could taste the strong flavor of the cherry lubricant, along with the faint taste of pussy as my tongue explored her freshly fucked butthole. I tongue fucked her small anal opening, licked the rim and planted kisses all over her ass before she scootched back into position and again swallowed up my cock with her greedy asshole. She was fucking me harder now, taking far and deep with each thrust. Soon her body began to shudder and I knew she was having an orgasm. It must have been a wet one too, because I could feel her pussy juices running down onto my balls. I didn't know how much more I could take. "Tell me when you're going to cum!" Kari moaned from atop my cock. As if those were the magic words, I began to feel that all too familiar feeling. "Now!" I groaned, just as the cum began to rise. Quickly Kari pulled her asshole from around my spurting dick, and spun around taking it deep into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her head as she sucked down every drop of jism from my now-sensitive cock. Even when i was completely spent, she remained sucking as if it was her last meal. I actually had to stop her, as my dick getting too sensitive to take it. "Thanks," she said, wiping her mouth. "You're cum actually tastes pretty good. I had to try it again." I breathed a heavy sigh of relaxation. "You should fight with your boyfriend more often!" I joked. Kari smiled and looked at me as she wiped up a small droplet of cum from her ass. "Who says I need an excuse?" she said with a devious grin as she licked the cum from her finger. The End Please send comments to the link below.