True Woman

True Woman

When he first saw her on the dance floor, Dan found her to be everything he liked in a woman, and from the attention she was receiving, he wasn't the only one. She had the hour-glass figure: strong, firm, smooth legs that were toped by a luscious ass; nice, curving hips; a tight waist; large, round breast - possible fake, but bouncing just the same - rounded shoulders. Her obviously died hair, bright orange-red, fell in layers around her beautiful face, stopping short of reaching her shoulders. Her pale blue eyes shone even across the dark room.

She was and her friends were swarmed by guys all night, which they seemed to find very amusing. But they were all dressed to impress. Red, as Dan referred to her in his mind, worn knee-high black boot, fishnet stockings, a small black leather skirt, and swirling, glittering silver shirt thing - one of those deals where is was basically a strip of cloth that it tied around the back and behind the neck, leaving her sculptures, sweeping back naked. It was high enough to expose her sexy stomach, and when a breeze caught it right, it lifted just enough to expose the underside of her boobs. She wasn't wearing a bra, which was unusual for a girl of her endowment - Cs at least.

Dan never considered himself the player, the flirter, the one who got the girl at the end of the night. He had had his share of one night stands and random hook-ups, but out of his friends he came with, he was not the one to approach the unknown girl admits the group of guys.

And yet, somehow, an hour later, he was the one in the Linsy's arms, her large, full breasts pressed hard into his chest as her hips pressed and pumped against his thighs. They had been talking a little while, having a few drinks, and both were pretty buzzed by the time their bodies were grinding against each other on the floor. Her fiery mane, a bit damp on the tips from sweat, fell around their faces as they made out right there on the dance floor and whispered seductively to each other.

A half hour later and they were out of the hot club and walking along the street, the cool wind whipping about their sweating forms. They were more than a little drunk, and they stumbled along, laughing at everything and speaking about nothing - sometimes they held hands, other times they closer, walking with there arms around each other like they had been together for years. Sometimes Dan would steal a kiss, leaning it to graze her soft, delicate cheek with a soft peck; other times he would stop walking completely and press himself into her, locking his lips around her and plunging his tongue deep in her mouth for a hot, passionate kiss.

She responded in kind, murmuring in pleasure at during his kisses and letting her hands roam across his chest and abs down to his crotch. Her finger tips were flirtation, tracing around his hard-on, sometimes grazing over the bulge in his jeans with a light touch. They would wander down, around his balls, then back up again over the bulge, but she made sure to go no further than that - just enough to tease.

There first stop was to a liquor store, were Dan picked up a nice bottle of red wine while Lindsey teased the shop owner by bending over to read labels, shoving her tight ass out him. Her skirt was short enough that when she bent over so much, it road up enough to display her black thong - or, rather, displayed enough of the bottom of her ass through the fishnets to show that she wasn't wearing panties. It took keen eye to actually catch the flash of black fabric that slipped between those round globes.

Their stumbling brought them to Dan's apartment - Lindsey's wasn't too far away and Dan had convinced her to come back to him to his place. Or, he thought he had, but when just as he was about to enter his apartment building she stopped, a slight frown on her face.

"I shouldn't be doing this," she said, sounding far more sober than she should have, but her voice was fair and beautiful, even if touched with sorrow, and Dan loved to hear it.

"You're just coming up for a drink," Dan replied, displaying the bottle of wine in his hands as if she could have forgotten he had it. He was being honest - that is all she was coming up for. He hoped she would stay for more, but that wasn't the point - he just didn't want to be away from her yet. She had captured him with her charm and grace, and he was intrigued to get to know her better. "Just hang out and have a drink."

She looked a bit down cast; she glanced down the road, the direction to her own place. It was blocks away, but not too bad a walk. "I don't know . . ." She hadn't made up her mind one way or the other, that was obvious. She seemed like she wanted to come up, but something was stopping her.

Possibly her better judgment, Dan thought. They had only just met after all. "Okay," he said, regretting it but knowing it was the right thing. "I'll walk you home, then. At least allow me that."

That surprised her. "You would do that? Walk me home? You're already here, at your place."

"It's the least I could do. And it gives me a little longer with you. Besides, I need to walk off this alcohol so I can drink myself into oblivion when I'm in my place alone. Can't let this go to waste."

Lindsey smiled at him, her perfectly straight and bright white teeth flashing in the yellow street light. "Okay." Dan was just about to start off down towards her place, but she added, "Let's go up to your apartment."

Dan was surprised by her turn around, but delighted. "Okay!"

He led her in and to the elevator. They made out the entire ride up - she had practically jumped him the second the doors closed on them. She pinned him against the back wall, her body pressed hard against his and her mouth attacked his lips and neck. He was shocked by her sudden change, but he went with it, taking it all in stride. Maybe she had decided he was an okay guy.

When the doors opened on the twelfth floor, she pulled away and stepped out of the elevator. Dan was left standing there, stunned, and the doors nearly closed on him, but he stirred from his drunken revelry in time to stop them. A quick walk down the hall and they were in his apartment.

It was a nice place, not too expensive, but definitely not cheap, not in the city. He kept it neat - neat for a bachelor pad, anyway. He got paid enough to have nice stuff: decent furniture, good entertainment system, well stocked kitchen, and a nice bar setup. Lindsey took a moment to look around - she didn't seem bothered by the few Maxim's scattered around the coffee table, before excusing herself to use the toilet.

While she was in the bathroom, Dan poured them each a glass of wine and put on some music. He had candles around the room - his sister had helped him decorate when he first moved in. He had no use for candles but his sister assured him it was worthwhile to have them. He thought about lighting them, but even drunk, he figured that was over the top.

Lindsey accepted the glass of wine warmly and settled herself down on the couch. Dan took a seat next to her, but not too close. They chatted a while and drank, and got even more tipsy, and talked more. They laughed a lot, genuinely enjoying each other's company, and finding they had so much in common. But as the time slipped away and the bottle was slowly drained, they found themselves closer and closer together on the couch. Finally, without either realizing how it happened, she was straddling his lap, their lips locked together and their empty glasses having joined the empty bottle on the coffee table.

They spent a few minutes caressing and kissing, their tongues and mouths mingling hotly as their hands roamed freely across each other's body. She pulled back quickly, her fingers going up to the strings holding her shirt on around her neck; and instant later, Dan was untying the other string, and then her shirt fell away, revealing her large, heaving breasts. Her skin was pale - and she had pale pink nipples, dime sized, but hard and poking out with excitement.

Dan only spent a moment gazing at them, his hands caressing the soft flesh and seducing gentle purrs from her throat, before he lowered his mouth and sucked on nipple between his lips. She sucked in her breath, her arms squeezing him tight and pulling him harder and deeper into her breast. His hands were on her naked back, drifting up and down the gentle curves of her spine and lower back.

"God yes" she moaned. Her fingers played with his hair and he couldn't help but think the same thing that had come from her lips.

He sucked and nibbled on her hard nipple, pinching it between his lips as he suckled, groping and squeezing her firm butt as she rocked against him, rubbing her crotch and thighs against his hot member still contained, almost painfully so, in his jeans. At some point during this, Dan broke off just long enough for Lindsey to pull his shirt off and toss it to the floor, but he barely noticed.

Dan switched breasts after a few minutes of suckling and made sure to give this one the same amount of attention, doing his best to draw out sighs and moans from her lips. She rocked harder and harder against him; he wanted nothing more than to ripped off her cloths and bury his cock deep inside of her.

Resisting the urge to rush so far ahead, Dan instead firmly grabbed Lindsey's ass in his hands and, to her great surprise, stood up from the couch, lifting her with him. She hugged him tighter to her body and wrapped her long, strong legs around his waist, which he seemed to enjoy.

His mouth still working on her nipple, he walked from the living room to his bedroom. Her only reaction was to run her fingers through his hair move, holding his mouth against her tit, and murmur to him. He took that as a good sign.

He set her down on the edge of the bed and pulled back from her boobs, kneeling before her on the floor. She leaned back on her elbows, her eyes holding his in a tempting gaze. Dan smiled and, without turning his eyes from hers, slid her skirt up around her waist, revealing her black thong.

The fishnet stockings were open enough that he didn't feel the need to remove them before continuing. He reached for her underwear, starting to peel them off to the side.

As if suddenly becoming aware of what he was doing, Lindsey's eyes went wide and she shot up in surprise, rising in one burst to a sitting position on the bed. "No, don't -"

Before she could finish, Dan has already moved the underwear aside and engulfed her cock between his lips, sucking and licking at the head. She was utterly shocked and amazed for a few moments, unable to think. Finally, she decided that everything was going well - better than well! - and she fell back on the bed, her hands returning to tease and toss Dan's hair.

Dan was in a swirl of confusion. This was the first time he had ever had a cock in his mouth - the first time he had ever wanted on in his mouth either: he was in no way gay. Or so he had thought, but this was odd. She was so hot, so beautiful, so the woman of his dreams that he hadn't hesitated a moment to go down on her. Nor did he have any regrets about the cock in his mouth, but it was still strange. It felt so soft, and yet so rigid and hot - was this what his previous girlfriends had felt like going down on him? There was a weird sort of newness and déjà vu about it. He knew how to suck a cock, knew just what to do to please Linsdey, because he knew what he liked. And yet he was sure he wasn't nearly as good as some of the more experienced cock suckers that had blown him before.

But he also wasn't shy about things like some of the girls who had gone down on him had been. He took the whole length of Lindsey's member deep into his mouth in long, slow, sucking strokes, then moved his mouth down to suck and lick at her completely clean-shaven balls, sucking one testicle into his mouth and working it with his tongue while still jacking her off spit-slicked dick with his hand. She was moaning up a storm and panting heavy, clawing his shoulders with her finger nails.

His free hand slipped between the bed and her ass, his finger sliding through the crevice of her bum and displacing the thong string that had been caught up in that valley. As his finger slid up and along her puckered ass, Dan was pleased to hear a delightful squeal from her lips - seems she liked the feel of his finger on her anus. Once the thong was pulled clear out of the way, his probing finger returned to trace small circles around the sensitive ring of her asshole. Lindsey's hips her bucking hard, fucking her cock in and out of Dan's tightly clenched hand.

As her thrusting increased and the pitch of her squeals grew higher and higher, Dan moved his mouth back to Lindsey's cock. He pumped his face up and down on her shaft, his hand sliding along just below his lips while his other hand tickled her bumhole.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!" she screamed - it seemed like a warning more than an exclamation of pleasure. When Dan continued pumping her cock without hesitation, she figured that was permission and her fingers grabbed his hair and held his mouth right at the tip of her cock. "Fuck!" she called out as the first blast of cum exploded into his mouth.

Without even thinking about it, Dan was swallowing. It wasn't an option, he never once thought to spit it out - she was cumming in his mouth and he swallowed. It was as simple and natural as that.

Lindsey was bucking on the bed, unable to simply lying still and enjoy it; her body was spasming like she was being electrocuted and she clung to Dan's head for dear life as she pumped jet after jet of pet-up cum down his throat.

Finally, her last spasm was down. Her orgasm was fading. Dan, however, kept his licks locked on her cock. For some reason, he never liked it when girls just pulled right off a cock after sucking it - he liked it when they waited for it to do down, to suck down the last offering of semen his cock had to offer before pulling away. He did that for Lindsey, and her cock did not fall from his lips until it was completely flaccid.

"Oh god!' she murmured again as he finally rose off of her and stood to stretch. Her lips where on his in and instant and her tongue was buried in his mouth, tasting the last remnants of her load. "That was fucking amazing!"

"Was it?" Dan said as he stretched out his legs. He must have been kneeling longer than he thought. "I never did that before."

"Well," she said, a little drunken slur in her voice, "you can sure suck cock."

"Thanks." He was sure that was supposed to be a compliment, yet somehow it seemed strange to accept it as one.

Lindsey sat up, her legs on either side of Dan's; her fingers attacked his belt buck, desperately trying to rip it open to free his dick. "I was so worried you didn't know," she murmured - damn, it was hard to work a belt on someone else's pants when you were drunk! "I thought you were about to get a hell of a surprised when you pulled my underwear aside." There, belt unlatched, button open, zipped down . . . she was tugging at his jeans to get them down.

Dan was breathing hard, longing for the attention his cock so desperately needed. "You think I couldn't feel that when we were dancing? You've been hard all night!"

She moaned something but clarity was lost as she plunged down on his dick, taking it to the hilt in one thrust. She was sucking hard and fucking his cock with her mouth. Her vigor was unlike any girl he had ever had before, like she was actually enjoying having his cock thrust in and out of her mouth. It had been a turn on, a bit, anyway - which was a surprise to him to - but Dan never would have called it pleasurable. But Lindsey was moaning and purring and slurping away, sucking and pumping with all her worth. She reminded him of a porn star, the way she was just attacking it - and it felt wonderful!

He didn't know how long she had been doing it before he felt it - she was jacking herself off. Her cock must have been hard again, and she was pumping away in time with her own mouth on his. Her other hand was on his ass, first just holding him in place, but after a few minutes, her fingers where sliding down towards bunghole. She pressed her finger tip against the puckered lips of his shit chute, and, with a deep groan exploding from his throat, she pushed in a bit - just a little bit - and pumped that small finger tip in and out in time with her sucking.

Dan was in total ecstasy - he had never felt tongue or lips like hers, his had never had such an exhilaration blow job before, and his cum was raising quickly - he was not going to last long.

And then she pulled back and withdrew her finger from his ass. "God I love your cock," she mumbled, her tongue snaking out to lick his sack, which was, in sharp contrast to hers, in no way trimmed or shaven. She licked a little, using the tip of her tongue to tease his balls. She slid off the bed onto her knees, pushing him back a step to make room for her. Her tongue went lower and lower, around past his sack until she was bathing his taint with her saliva. She was under him, up, between his legs and crawling back a little bit more, her tongue gliding around and up and -

"Oh fuck!" Dan gasped out loud as Lindsey's tongue slid up his ass crack and across his shitter. He had never had a girl rim him before, but it was incredible! Her tongue tip flicked up and down across his asshole very quickly, but she was pressing in harder, and soon she was lapping the flat of her tongue up between his ass from the base of his balls to the top of his crack.

She had crawled through his legs completely and was now kneeling behind him, her pretty face buried in his bum. Her hands on his back persuaded him to bend over, supporting himself with his arms on the bed. She went to town, and her groans were nearly as strong and passionate as his own - she was thoroughly enjoying licking his ass! And more than just licking his hole, she was pressing her tongue against it, trying to force her tongue inside; she couldn't get more than just the tip in, but God, he nearly came just from that. And he could hear and feel that she was jerking off the whole time, too.

She kissed his ass on last time, then pulled away and stood. "I need you to fuck me, Dan! God, I so need you to fuck me!"

He turned around to look at her, and he kissed her, not caring where he mouth had just been. That wasn't quite true - somehow kissing her was more exciting knowing she had just been rimming his ass.

"Ever fucked a girl up the ass?" she asked, her voice and manner so sweet and innocent it seemed a weird combination with her words.

"Um, no, actually," he replied. He had wanted to, but he had very few girlfriends he could even bring it up with.

"No? Never buried this wonderful cook deep in a girl's shitter?" Her fingers glided up and down his shaft, keeping him excited. "What a shame! You probably don't have any lube . . . ."

Dan shook his head.

"Hold on!" Lindsey rushed out of the room - down to the bathroom from the sound of it - and than back, a bottle of moisturizing cream in her hands - the unscented, uncolored cheap stuff he had under the sink and never used. "This will do in a pinch, but next time, we'll use some proper lube."

She already had a glop in her hands, and as soon as she reached him, she was smearing it all over his cock. Once she got it good and slicked up, she climbed onto the bed, her ass sticking up in the air, wiggling. She slid her finger up between her ass cheeks, smearing her hole with moisturizer. "Come on, give me that cock!"

Dan stood mesmerized for a second, watching as Lindsey stroked her asshole, then dipped her finger inside and began to give herself a good fucking. She was moaning and hissing with pleasure, trying to entice him.

With a groan, he stepped up to the edge of the bed, stepping out of his jeans, and stabbed at her ass. Lindsey grabbed his member when it was in range and guided it through one of the hole in her fishnets and right to her slicked up anus, pressing the head hard against her ass. Holding his cock stead, Lindsey leaned back, pushing back against Dan's cock, forcing it to slowly spear her asshole.

Dan was could barely keep his knees from buckling as the tight, hot clenching sphincter yielded to his shaft, squeezing his cock in a tight grip as it slid further and further into her rectum. Lindsey went slowly, but it wasn't long Dan's entire length was deep inside her.

"Oh god, that's fucking fabulous," she moaned. She moved a bit, rocking back and forth to get used to the feeling, but it wasn't long before she turned around to look at Dan. "Fuck me - fuck me hard!"

He was more than whiling to comply; from zero to full, vigorous fuck in less than a second, he pounded her ass with every bit of his strength, pulling and thrusting back in. She bucked on the bed, trying to keep pace with him and thrust back, but he was slamming her so hard, she could barely do more than brace herself to keep from falling forward. She was loving it, though, and she screamed out inane phrases, exclaiming her pleasure.

Dan was trying his best to hold back, but he had already been teased and excited to near bursting, and the tightness of her asshole, combined with the ferocity of his fucking drove him quickly to the edge. "I'm gonna cum," he sighed.

Lindsey pulled away from him, her ass suddenly gone from around his cock. Dan was disappointed that he hadn't gotten to shoot his load into her bowels, but it was short lived as she turned towards him and dove down onto his cock, taking in between her lips to lick and suck on for all her worth. She was sucking his cock straight from her ass and she was loving it!

He came, and came hard, and she kept sucking and swallowing down shot after shot, signing in content with every drop that splattered across her tongue. And, much like he had done for her, she held his dick in her mouth until it deflated and spewed out the last bits of captured sperm for her to swallow.

Dan collapsed on the bed, pulling himself up until his head was on a pillow. His world was spinning a bit - the combination of alcohol and incredible sex playing havoc with his sense of stillness and balance. He laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling, which was gently spinning.

Lindsey was at his side, her head on his shoulder and her hard cock bouncing on his thigh as she stroked it. "That was great," she murmured in his ear, biting on his earlobe.

"Yeah," he sighed, unable to say more. He glanced down at her cock, strangely aroused by watching her jerking herself off. She was still wearing her boots, stockings, skirt, even her thong, but her cock stood straight out from her crotch between the hole in her fishnets. "I want to see you naked."

Lindsey smiled at him and climbed off the bed. Dan propped himself up to watch her - she started to gyrate her hips, imitating a stripped, and she bent over, slowly unzipped her boots and stepping out. She danced around, peeling away her skirt and tossing it away. It was hard for her to get it off, as small as it was, with her raging hard-on, but she seemed practiced at it - it still seemed graceful and sexy; these thoughts were still odd to Dan, who never thought he would think that was about a hard, bouncing dick.

Her fishnets and thong were soon so follow, but Lindsey danced around a bit longer, wiggling her tight, hot body and causing her large, full tits and hard dick to jiggle around. She would, throughout her dance, pause to spank her ass hard or squeeze her nipples, or give her dick a few quick jerks.

"Damn you are sexy." Dan couldn't help it - it felt weird to him, but she had a perfect, beautiful, totally hot woman's body - with the exception of the cock that jutted out from between her legs. And yet somehow, because it was attached to this extremely hot woman . . . "I never thought I would think of a cock as sexy."

Lindsey grinned and blushed, amazed by his compliments. She crawled back up the bed to join him. "Never been with a shemale before?"

He laughed. "No, never. Never been with a woman as hot as you, before, either."

"Thank you!" She was blushing again.

Dan wrapped his fingers around Lindsey's cock and started to jerk her off - it was a weird sensation to have the dick facing the wrong direction and to feel it against his hands without having the pleasure himself, but he was getting used to such oddity and new experiences. "I see someone's ready for more."

"Hell yeah! Getting fucked up the ass always gets me hard."

"I wouldn't know."

"Never got any ass play?" She seemed shocked.

"No."

"We are going to have to change that." She hadn't met right away, but Dan stared into her eyes for a few moments, thinking.

"Okay."

"What now?"

"You seem to be up for it."

"Oh, I am!"

"Than let's do it."

Lindsey was obviously excited, eager to get her dick firmly up Dan's virgin bum. "Okay, on your hands and knees," she told him. If she had been more sober, she probably would have realized that he knew that, but as it was she felt like she was supposed to teach him.

And he didn't mind being told what to do - he quickly go in position and felt her shift around on the bed behind him. Again he felt the incredible feeling of having her lick his asshole. He wondered what it must taste like to rim someone. He figured he'd be finding out sooner or later, but Lindsey seemed to thoroughly enjoy it.

It wasn't long before she was rubbing moisturizer all up and down his ass crack, rubbing it in with her cock in long, slow strokes that sent shivers up his spine. She used her fingers next, pressing into his ass, spreading it slowly and coating the inside of his sphincter with the slick cream. It felt wonderful!

Her fingers withdrew, and for a second, there was nothing to indicate more was to come - that moment seemed like an eternity, but then he felt her cock pressing at his tight hole. His excitement grew - as did his cock - when she began to apply pressure.

"Just relax," she told him, running her fingers along his back and bum. "Try to push out a little - it will help."

She slowly began to feed her cock into his hunger hole, pushing slowly but with constant pressure. He push with his ass as suggested, and noticed that, yes it did, indeed, seem to make it easier to take. There was a little pain, but every time he stiffened, she would stop and wait patiently until he relaxed, than continue on as gently as possible. With every bit of dick that entered his rectum, his own swelled more and harder. After several long, amazing minutes, Lindsey declared that she was fully in, and Dan's own cock throbbed and pulsed, swollen with blood and drooling for attention.

"God, you're tight," Lindsey sighed. Her breathing was heavy and her voice had a touch of excitement. "I'm going to start - if it hurts, let me know."

Start she did, and hurt was definitely not a word Dan would use to describe the sensation. It was unlike anything he had ever known, like his cock was being fucked from the inside - which I pretty much was. She was going easy on him, long slow strokes, but every time she buried her cock deep inside, he felt like he was going to cum.

After a few minutes, he was able to get into a rhythm with her and thrust back a little, which got her cooing and panting even more. His moans of delight encouraged her to pick up the pace, but she never even got close to the heavy fucking that he had given her. She eased in and out, his shitter clinging tightly to her pale, bald cock, embracing her dick and never wanting to let go.

She fucked him for quite a long time, and Dan wanted nothing more than to be able to unload his own store of cum, but it took all of his concentration to keep in time with her and support his body - he couldn't reach down and pleasure himself.

Lindsey leaned forward, pressing her hard nipples into his back, to purr in his ear. "I'm going to cum in your ass." She was fucking him still, and her pants turned to groaned as she trust in fully and stopped - her cum was spurting deep into his rectum.

She gripped his ass in her hands, preventing him from moving as she spewed her semen into him. "Hold still," she told him as she began to slowly pull out. "Don't move."

He did as she asked, feeling her move around behind him, but not knowing what she was up to.

"Sit up."

He rose to a seat, his movements guided by her hands, only to find that his ass was resting on her face. She had slid underneath him, and now his balls and cock were resting on her forehead and his ass was just above her mouth. He was about to ask her what she was doing when she began to lick as his bumhole again. That sucked the words right from his mouth, leaving only a sense groan of pleasure.

Her tongue had a much easier time invading his ass now; his anus was still fairly stretched and open, or so it felt to him, and her tongue was darting quickly in and out. Sometimes she would lock her lips against his puckered, wrinkly lips and suck. He could feel something leaking slowly out of his ass and realized she was sucking her own cum out of him, drinking it right from his ass and licking away the residue!

It didn't take her long to finish cleaning him out. She pushed his off of her and sat up, her lips and cheeks glazed with moisturizer and cum. Dan started to wank his cock, knowing that it wouldn't take long to cum and he needed the release.

Lindsey watched him jerking for a few seconds. "I know something better for that cock than your hand."

"What? You want it up you ass again?" Dan was teasing, but she nodded as she licked her lips. She really did want it jammed back up her ass.

"Lie back," she told him, straddling him as he did so. She held his cock straight up in one hand and lowered her body down to meet it. Her aim was dead on and his tool slid right up into her bum with little effort. She sat down, massing her ass into his thighs, wiggling around to get it firmly planted inside her - this time was very easy going even without re-lubing either his cock or her ass. She was stretched well enough as it was.

"Oh yeah," she moaned, slowly lifting herself up off his cock, then dropping back down. Dan felt like he was going up deeper, spearing her even more than the last time he fucked her. He reached up and squeezed her tits, twisting the nipples hard and pinching. She increased her pace, bouncing with a fury.

She was getting hard again, Dan could feel her cock swell and smack on his stomach. He released one breast and grabbed her cock and started to pump her with his hand. She was squealing loudly as she fucked herself on his cock; Dan concentrated on making her cum and holding off his own load.

No warming this time, no words at all, just a scream of pure delight and the hot droplets spewed onto his stomach and chest. Her ass pulsed in time with eruptions from her cock, squeezing and release, squeezing and releasing - Dan couldn't hold back any longer, and he, too, cried out as his orgasm exploded through him, shooting his cum into her ass for the second time this evening.

She settled down on his cock and just sat there for a few seconds, letting both of their orgasms fade and pass as they caught there breathe. She was looking down on him, smiling, "Man, I'm glad I came up tonight."

"So am I," Dan replied, chuckling.

Lindsey rose up off of him, his limp dick failing from her ass. She shuffled forward, her ass hovering above his stomach; she reached around, spreading her ass cheeks, and grunted. More droplets of cum splashed down onto his abs straight from her ass - she was shitting his cum back out onto him.

She was grinning at him as mischievously as a cat, and once the flow stopped, she shuffled back again, then bent her head down to his stomach and began to lick there combined spunk off of his skin.

Dan loved it - the dirtiness of her sucking up cum from her ass, her licking up her own cum, and the feel of her tongue on him - all of it, every thing she had done with him, had been exhilarating.

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