Emily and I had been dating for several weeks. She was not beautiful to the casual observer, but to me she became so. She had a fantastic body and a delicious ass--more on that later. At any rate, we went from friends to lovers fairly quickly. In my mind, her perfect ass more than made up for any shortcomings in her face. This is not to say that her face was ugly, far from it, but it tended more toward plainness than beauty. Still, as our relationship grew, so did my comfort with her appearance. She wasn't beautiful, but she was fine enough, and when my face was buried in her ass, she was the queen of my world.
There it is. I loved eating Emily's ass. Fortunately, she loved my doing it, orgasming repeatedly as my tongue fucked her tight little anus. Our sex life was magical. If her face was short of beautiful, her body was not. I loved every inch of her naked body and all but worshipped all of it often. She responded with gratitude, offering her body to me without reservation at any time and pretty much anywhere.
Getting away with naughty antics in public seemed to turn her on even more. At my urging, she began wearing clothes that revealed how perfect her body was. Either it fit like a second skin or fit so loosely that it afforded peeks at what was underneath if the angle was right. She quit wearing underwear altogether unless she was on her period, and then wore only a tiny thong to keep her tampon string from showing. Whenever we got home from wherever we had been, her pussy was always dripping wet.
I thought I had found the love of my life. Our brains always seemed to be on the same wavelength. We liked the same music, the same movies, the same food. She laughed at my jokes. Even though we had only been together a short time, I was already saving up for a ring.
"Hi babe," she said when walked into her living room. "These are my friends, Rose and Mary," indicating the two girls sitting adjacent to her on the sofa. One was a petite blonde with a pretty smile, the other, a dark-haired girl with mysterious brown eyes and olive skin. "I was just telling them about you."
"All good, I hope," I quipped.
"I told them how much you love to lick my ass," she said. "They've never had their asses licked so I told them you'd be happy to show them how wonderful it is. Take off all your clothes, babe," she commanded.
Needless to say, I wasn't expecting that my penchant for asslicking would have been the topic of conversation, but even less that my lover would demand that I demonstrate on women I didn't even know. And the way that she commanded, without a hint of doubt that I would comply, surprised me not only because it was unexpected, but because it turned me on so much. Even as I complied, pulling down my jeans, my cock was stirring to attention.
"Can I touch it?" the blonde girl, Rose, asked shyly.
"Sure," Emily answered for me. "You can even suck it if you want, but only if he does a good job eating your ass."
