"How do you want to do this?" Candy asked. "This" was something I'd been requesting since she'd come to live in the apartment with me. Our agreement was that every day she would suck me off, let me go down on her, let me eat her ass, or piss in my mouth. She'd been enthusiastic about the cocksucking (and become really good at it). She was hesitant about me going down on her initially, but had come to really enjoy it. The last two had been out of bounds so far. We'd talked about it. They just seemed too dirty to her. I'd showed her some amateur porn with women enjoying one or the other, and made some headway. And it helped that she wanted to offer anal sex to her boyfriend.
That's how we'd gotten to this moment. She was going on a date, and wanted to be ready to let him fuck her ass if it came up. So she'd thoroughly prepared, from her diet the last two days, to enemas earlier in the day, to thorough washing in the shower just an hour ago, to the little jeweled buttplug she was now wearing (that I planned to remove in minutes).
"Listen," I said, "It's no big thing. I mean, it isn't part of sex play because in an hour or so you're going on a date. If you decide you like it, it can be more part of sex play in the future. If you don't mind it, you can just let me do it once in a while - as a favor to me, or when you don't feel like anything else. So today you've got some reading to do for school, right?" Another part of our deal was that I helped her with her college classes, so I knew what she had for work.
"Oh, yeah."
"So just lie down and read the book, and let me lick you."
So she got her textbook, and lay across the big bed with it open in front of her. Once she was settled, standing behind her, I reached forward and flipped the hem of her robe up, exposing her muscular ass. Candy was a big young woman with an athletic build. We actually worked out together some, and I helped her with exercise and diet (as noted before) so she could stay healthy and hot.
I admired the flare from her waist to her hips, the rounding of her butt, the peaches and cream tone of her skin. The curve and the coloration helped me see why we use the peach emoji for a butt.
Nestled deep at the bottom of the cleft, the jewel of the buttplug winked in the bedroom light.
My cock twitched in my shorts.
I ran my hands from her waist down to the sides of her hips, my thumbs slide gently down the cleft. They brushed against the buttplug, then I continued downward, massaging the backs of her thighs and pushing them apart so I could move onto the bed between them.
I ran my hands gently up and down over her ass several times, then leaned in, close enough so she could feel my breath warm on her ass crack.
I moved a hand to the plug, twisted it. "I'm taking this out now," I whispered. She nodded her head, concentrating on the book.
When I removed it and her rosebud pucker slid shut behind, a visible shiver went up her back.
I pressed my face even closer. "Now I'm going to lick you," I said.
Her nod was barely perceptible.
I started as deep as I could, like I was trying to get to her pussy from behind. I pushed my tongue out, but widened in a big lick, ran it up over the rosebud and continued in the crack. I repeated the move several times.
She giggled a little, embarrassed, I thought. You have to get over some stuff to enjoy someone licking your asshole.
I was enjoying it. My cock tented out my shorts front. I reached down to stroke myself.
She wriggled her hips and splayed her legs a little more. I took it as a positive sign, shortened the length of the licks. I stayed right on top of her hole, licking like it was an ice cream cone, taint side to back side. I stayed with that move for a while, feeling the rubbery ring yield as my tongue swept over it, the hole flex away and back, beginning to open a little more with each lick.
I heard her sigh, and her body position changed again. I realized she'd given up the reading and was lying with her head on her arms, relaxed like someone getting a massage. I kept up the same licking motion, and brought my hands back into use, actually giving her a massage. I reached high above my head to her upper back, pressed hard along the sides of her spine, then swept my hands around her ass and my face to cradle and massage her thighs. This move I also repeated several times, then when I thought I'd done it enough, I did it some more.
I switched to running my hands up and down the front of her thighs.
I pointed my tongue and pushed it firmly against her wet hole, darting it in and out, feeling the ring stretch then clasp at my tongue. My hands now around the tops of her thighs, I pulled her up off the bed as I pressed my face hard into her crack and pushed my tongue as far in as I could. Again, again, again, using my whole head to tongue-fuck her asshole as vigorously as possible.
The bed was flexing and springing, and she was pushing up against me as I jammed down on and in her. "Oh, she likes it now," I thought.
Then she stopped. "Wait a minute," she said. And she reached back to push my head away.
"Oh, no," I thought.
She rolled up onto her side, and then onto her back. "I want to try it this way," she said, putting her own hands behind her knees and pulling them up, spreading her legs wide with her feet in the air. Her face was flushed. Good sign. Her substantially breasts rolled out to the side of her chest, but the position of her arms pressed them inward. Her nipples were firm and erect. Her belly rolled and creased, the muscles tensed. Her shaved pussy strained up toward me, and her labia spread apart, showing the moist pink paradise within. Beneath it, wet with my spittle, her hole gaped invitingly.
Oh, she was definitely enjoying it.
