Cum, Jake! Shoot in my fucking mouth!

“When Barbara set out to seduce a guy, she didn’t tend to fool around or play it coy, she usually came directly to the point. She knew how desirable she was, and figured-that If a man turned her offer down there must be something funny about him, so a refusal wouldn’t cause Barbara any embarrassment. In effect, she offered her body to men-and women, for that matter-much in the same way that she offered it to her dog-as if they were dumb brutes enjoying the physical pleasures of sex without needed emotional attachments.
“Now she went out into the back garden, wearing only her frilly, semi-transparent negligee, and walked over to where Jake was kneeling, fitting the framework of a kennel together.
“He looked up and started to smile, then blinked when he saw how Barbara was garbed. Her sleek thighs emerged from the nightie with each step, and her tits were revealed almost to the tips. Jake was a rather shy young man and he dropped his eyes and blushed, embarrassed by his own reactions to the woman.
“His formidable cock had jumped instantly into an erection, bulging prominently in his tight jeans.”
“How’s it coming?” Barbara asked, standing over him.”
“Almost finished,” Jake replied, keeping his head down and trying to conceal his hard-on from her by raising one knee and pushing it across his belly.
“It must be hard work,” she said.
“You’re soaking with sweat.”
Her fingertips stirred lightly against the nape of his neck, then slid along his shoulder. Jake began to wonder if the woman had designs on him. He glanced up-and gulped.
As she bent over him, Barbara’s fat tits had fallen from her bodice and were swaying naked right over his face. Jake blushed again, but she didn’t seem to realize she was exposed. Her fingers continued to trail along his shoulder and up his backbone and her naked tits bounced saucily. He saw that her nipples were so stiff that they looked like little pink rockets ready to be launched.
“Would you like to take a shower, Jake?” she asked.
Jake hesitated, not sure of himself. He knew that if be stood up she was certain to notice his hard-on, but he didn’t know how she would react to the knowledge that she had aroused him. Maybe she’s a cockteaser, he speculated, in which case she would no doubt be delighted at having turned him on. Anyhow, the thought of a shower was inviting and he figured that if nothing else happened, it would give him a chance to beat his meat and empty his balls so that he could return in comfort to his labors.
“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled, unable to tear his fascinated eyes from her succulent tits.
She stepped back and straightened up, but her fits remained exposed, and now her hips had shifted somehow so that the front of the negligee was parted nearly to her crotch. He could see the shadowed outline of her bushy cunt mound quite clearly through the sheer material. If she was a cockteaser, Jake figured, she was sure as hell an effective one.
He stood up awkwardly and Barbara smiled, dropping her gaze boldly onto his groin.
“Ummm-very hard work,” she murmured.
“Handsome young men who work so hard-and get so hard-deserve a treat, I think.”
Jake gaped at her and his cock surged, damned near ripping right through his jeans.
“Like what, Miss Graves?” he asked huskily.
“Oh, maybe you’d rather have a tongue bath than a shower, Jake,” she suggested, tilting her head. She looked amused by his attitude, yet she obviously wasn’t just taunting him.
“Yes, a nice tongue bath to get the sweat off you-and then we’ll have to let you do some banging with that big hammer, right?”.
Jake grinned crookedly, his hesitation gone now. He nodded with enthusiasm and eagerness. Barbara took his hand and led him toward the house, as eager for carpenter cock as Jake was to supply it.
They went in through the kitchen door. Barbara dropped back to close the door, then stepped up behind him. Jake stood stiff as a statue. Barbara placed her hands on his shoulders. Her blonde head bobbed down and she began to lick lightly at the back of his neck, then down his spine. His muscles rippled under her moist tongue as she lapped up his sweat. She turned him to face her and leaned down, tonguing his hard, flat chest and licking at the hollow of his throat.
Sinking to her knees, she licked his washboard belly, dipping her tongue into his belly button.
Groaning, Jake cradled her blonde head to his groin. She rubbed her face against the bulge of his hard-on, feeling the heat of – it waft through his denim jeans. She blew on the hard lump and squeezed it. She sighed softly, knowing that his big fuckpool was going to do a lovely job on her cunt, but in no hurry as she enjoyed the foreplay.
Slowly rising, she licked back up his stomach Then she arched her slender back, thrusting her naked fits out. Jake felt them with both hands, squeezing her tit-mounds and puffing at the explosive tips. Then he dropped his head and began to lick and suck on her heavy fits with enthusiasm, running his tongue up through her deep cleavage and taking her throbbing nipples into his lips to suckle and nurse.
“Ummm-nice!” she purred.
She held his face between her open hands and jerked her tits up against him.
Her belly ground on his. She let him feed on tit-meat for a few minutes, then drew away.
“I’d better finish your tongue bath,” she said.
She dropped to her knees again, – kissing his lean belly. Her hands fumbled with his belt, then drew the zipper down. Jake stood rigid, fists clenched and jaws tight, as if afraid to move in case he might break this magic spell.
Barbara tugged his jeans down his thighs.
“Ooooh!” she squealed, when she saw his naked cock. It was an impressive sight, no doubt of that.
His cockshaft was long and thick and seamed up the underside by a fat, pounding vein. His fuck-knob flared out in a purple wedge, swollen and throbbing. The tip was moist where his pisshole had wept pre-spunk onto his fat cockhead.
Jake’s balls were bloated with a massive load of fuck-juice.
He jerked his loins out toward her face, but Barbara drew back, avoiding contact for the moment. She pulled his jeans down to the floor and he stepped out of them awkwardly. As he moved, his long prick swayed and his cock-knob slapped against his belly as if it were as heavy as a carpenter’s hammer. It certainly looked hard enough to drive a nail, Barbara thought, gazing up at his groin.
She began to lick up and down his muscular calves and thighs, still avoiding his prick and balls. She tongued up his-perspiration and her saliva washed over him. He was groaning, thinking that a tongue bath sure as hell beat a shower and wondering if this gorgeous girl was going to take his own hot shower in her mouth.
Barbara held him by the hips and gently turned him so that he was facing away from her. She began licking up the backs of his legs now, doing a thorough job.
Her flattened tongue slurped at the hard cheeks of his ass and Jake trembled.
Barbara spread his asscheeks apart and slowly ran her tongue up through the crack of his ass.”
“Holy shit!” be gasped, thrilled by her depravity.
She sniffed at his asshole, then began to wedge the tip of her tongue into his tight brown shit-slot. Jake leaned forwards, shoving his ass up against her face, his prick swinging around like the boom of a ship. Barbara reached around his hip and held his cock in her hand as she rimmed and reamed away on his shit-hole, relishing the tangy flavor. She slobbered into his puckered assbud, then sucked her saliva back out, tainted and flavored by his asshole.
“Do you like this?” she whispered.”
“Yeah! Jeez lady, you’re dirty!” he croaked.
Barbara smiled, taking it as a lovely compliment. Naughty things, she knew, were always more exciting than wholesome things.
Then she turned him to face her again and his prick came swinging around to loom before her face. Preliminary jism was flooding from his pisshole in a heavy flow now, and Barbara knew that the carpenter was going to blow his wad with the slightest encouragement. She had been looking forward to a nice long fuck, but now she realized that she had gotten him far too worked up for a prolonged performance.
“Can you cum twice?” she whispered.
“Yeah!” he croaked, jerking his hips.
“Jerk yourself off in my face, then,” Barbara whispered.
“Empty your balls onto me-then we can fuck!”
Jake looked a bit surprised at her request, but not at all reluctant.
She cupped his swollen balls in one hand, fondling them tenderly, feeling his load shift inside the hairy sacs. Leaning in, she sniffed at his cockhead, rubbing her nose against his sticky cock-tip. His cockmeat was musky and aromatic, although not as much as dog cock, she thought. She licked lightly at his throbbing prickhead, tonguing up some of his pre-cum from the tip.”
“Ooooh-your cum is lovely,” she sighed.
She licked up and down the underside of his cockshaft, tracing along its pulsing vein. She lapped at his balls at the bottom of the stroke, then at his prick-knob as she slurped pp to it, her tongue dancing against the sensitive spot where the fat wedge of meat flared out from his fuckshaft. More spunk dribbled out and she lapped it up.
Tilting her head, she fitted her parted lips against his fuckstalk and pulled them up and down, playing his prick as if it were a flute, sucking and slurping hungrily. Although she preferred dog cocks, she had to admit that human cocks had one big advantage-she could mouth them all and not get hair in her teeth.
Barbara was enjoying this love play and would have lingered over it for a while, but her cunt was really steaming now and she was afraid that she might just cream all by herself, wasting a cum on an empty cunt-hole. She took Jake by the wrist and drew his hand onto his cock. He folded his fist around his thick cockroot and held it, gazing down at her lovely radiant face questioningly.
“Do it!” she urged, her voice husky.
“Jerk yourself off, Jake-spunk in my face and on my tits!”.
She poised before him, opening her sexy mouth wide and curling her tongue out.
Her eyelashes fluttered. Her breath billowed onto his rampant prick. More pre-cum bubbled from his pisshole and Barbara placed her flattened tongue right against the underside of his cockhead, not licking him now, but simply waiting for him to feed her.
Jake gave his prick a slow push-pull.
His cock-knob flared against her wet tongue and Barbara gave a little squeal of delight, feeling deliciously naughty. Letting the guy use her mouth as a cum bucket, in a way, seemed even more dirty than if she had sucked him off. Jake began to pump his prick steadily now, his powerful carpenter’s wrist hammering up and down. As he stroked up, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his cockhead, and, as he frigged back toward his balls, he skinned the purple slab and caused it to throb against her hot tongue, making the cum-hungry girl whimper and moan.
“Cum, Jake! Shoot in my fucking mouth!” she wailed, moving her tongue slightly against his prick.
He was jerking himself violently now and she had to tilt her head about in order to keep her tongue placed against his jolting cockhead.
She fondled his balls, feeling them expand, heralding the explosion that would hose her with his sweet slime. Then she hoped, by draining off his first load, to enable the robust fellow to throw a more prolonged fuck into her next.
“Spunk me, Jake! Whitewash my tonsils!” she gurgled.
“Ummmmm-feed me your hot fuckjuice!”
Jake was spilling so much pre-cum from his pisshole that Barbara’s tongue was already drenched, more frothy goo oozing out each time he whipped his fist down his fuckrod. Her tongue glided fluidly around on his slippery cockhead, her blonde head tilting from side to side. She knelt before him like a worshipper at a phallic temple, loving to give head while she was on her knees, feeling deliciously debased.
“Jake growled like a dog.”
“Here it comes, lady!” he rasped.”
“Yeah-yeah-yeah-” she whimpered.
His fist pumped down to the root of his prick and she felt his balls spasm in her hand. His thick load rushed up his fuckrod and came spurting from his cock-knob in a creamy tide. Jism skimmed over her tongue and shot into her open mouth. A spurt hit her throat and she gulped it down voraciously. His jism was delicious, thick as whipped cream. He jerked spasmodically, staggering, his fist flying up and down as he pumped off his cumload in a heavy deluge.
His cockhead slid around in her parted lips, hosing into her mouth. A squirt shot up her cheek and another foaming jism jet ran into her nose. She sputtered and slurped with joy. Jake drew back slightly, angling his cock down and pumping a heavy stream of spunk out onto Barbara’s up thrust tits. His cum gushed into her deep cleavage and dribbled from her taut pink nipples.
Then he jammed his cock up again, and this time his cockhead dipped into her willing mouth.
Her lips clamped around his fuckshaft, collaring his fuckrod just behind his prick-knob and she held the pounding slab in her hungry maw as Jake pumped off the last of his fuck-juice.
His fist faltered, slowing down. Barbara sucked softly, coaxing a few last trickles out. Then she drew back, smiling up at him and opening her mouth so that he could see his spunk on her tongue.
“That was delicious!” she purred.
Jake grinned down at her. She had given him a tongue bath and he had given her a shower and now it was fucking time.