No Harm in Asking

"And I guess this must be my prize?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm just about to give you your prize...but first I want to see yours."

"My what?"

"Your asshole. Show it to me."

I liked this girl. I let her tit flop away as I swung my right leg over her head. I crouched over her face with my prick pointing straight down where her cleavage would have been if her milkers hadn't been hanging down either side of her ribs. I adjusted myself so that my balls brushed against the underside of her chin, and to my joy she went for it. She put her thumbs between my buttocks and prised them apart. I felt her breath against my anus, then her hungry tongue slide up between my ass cheeks and brush against my hole.

They say it's better to give than receive, but I'd say it was a pretty close race on this occasion. Much as I love tasty assholes, I've never asked a girl to do mine before. Luckily for me, I'd met a girl who didn't need asking!

She started out just gently probing with the tip of her tongue, but before long it had become like some kind of trapped animal, fighting against my ring, trying to force itself up into my guts. She would break every so often for air, then resume the attack. Once or twice she would lean forwards and use that skilled tongue of hers to scoop my balls into her mouth, swilling them around and sucking on them, giving me the best pain I could imagine. Before long, my hole gave up the fight and I gasped as I felt her slither into me. Once inside, she squirmed around, her tongue expanding and contracting in me. She drew it right out, then pushed it all the way back in. I could feel her lips and her nose in my valley. Any of you people who haven't had a tongue up your asshole, well, all I can say is you have no idea what you're missing out on.

My dick was stiff from the titwork I'd been doing, but there was a whole lot more where that came from. Gathering her breasts together using my hands and forearms I wrapped her around my prick again, losing sight of myself in her cleavage. Problem was, I couldn't really thrust like I wanted...not without losing her tongue from my ass, so I brought the mountains to Mohammed. Her sweat lubricated the tunnel for me, and I was able to draw her vast breasts back and forwards along the length of my shaft, thumbing her large crinkly nipples as I did so. Her tits wobbled and shuddered every time I slapped them against my groin, and of course that only made me do it harder, faster. I worried I might be hurting her, but then I guessed she'd be in the perfect position to hurt me back if she wanted to, so I carried on until eventually I couldn't stand any more.

I came again, so hard I gave myself a headache. Again I bit at my lip to stifle a yell, but it wasn't enough, so I took out on her udders, gripping them so hard they went red. As I relaxed, she drew her tongue out of my anus. I leant forward resting my hands on the floor, and released her tits. They immediately flopped apart again, revealing the ropes of cum I'd pumped into her cleavage. I climbed off and lay alongside her on the tiled floor getting my breath back for a moment. My prick was limp and sticky with my own cum, lying on my thigh. I lifted a hand and began to smear my jizz all over her chest. She smiled back at me as I frosted her tits and belly. I wondered...was I falling for this girl?

A minute or so later it seemed that the spell was broken. She propped herself on her elbows and started to get up off the floor. I watched as her body shifted its weight, her boobs swinging to her front as she got to her feet.

"I should get back to work."

I sat up and shrugged as she looked down at me. I handed her the towel, wondering if I should say something, ask to see her again...even just ask her to stay a while longer.

Just then she slipped. She'd stepped in the pool of brown cum that had leaked from her well-fucked ass onto the floor, and just for a second lost her balance. She tried to steady herself, but ended up landing backwards on the wooden bench that ran along the back wall of the changing cubicle. As she sat, she cracked one of the wooden slats.

I was up on my knees to see if she was okay, worried she'd get upset. But she just laughed, I guess at the absurdity of it all. I laughed too, enjoying the way her breasts bounced on her chest as she did so.

When we'd got over the fall I noticed she was looking down at her feet. She had stretched her left foot over to the slippery little creamy-brown pool that had caused her to slip and was wiggling her toes around in it. She then lifted her leg to cross over her thigh and used her fingers to massage the cum between her toes.

I was discovering things about myself I could never have guessed. Who would have thought this sight would turn me on? Yet it did. I watched, totally fascinated as her stubby fingers laced with her toes, coating them with our combined fluids. Then I looked beyond, up the valley of her thighs. She was using her free hand to stroke her pussy, although it was almost hidden from view by her overhanging belly. The fact that the action was almost at eye level with me made it all the better.

As she worked the cum into her foot, she circled two fingers around in her hole, soon abandoning her fancy footwork to concentrate on her frigging. She used her left hand to haul her belly clear while her right continued to probe. I had to get myself involved.

I reached up and spread her knees as far apart as they would go. She shifted her weight forward on the bench and used both hands to support her hefty stomach rolls. She watched with a smile as I shuffled forwards and pushed my face into her hairy bush. At first I just breathed her in, then I leant forward and pushed up under her clit with the bridge of my nose. She really liked that, and I felt her fingers in my hair. I extended my tongue to lick at her pussy, starting at the bottom and sliding up to her clit. Her pussy was pouting and I was easily able to enter her and scoop my tongue around inside. I love pussy almost as much as I love ass and I wanted to make sure she knew it. I sucked on her clit, even gently bit down on it as I worked my face into her.

Looking back now, I'm not sure where I got the energy. Maybe it's like a primal urge that takes a person over...who knows? All I knew was before long I was using my whole head to bring this young girl off, her hands gripping my hair, her legs spread as wide as possible, her jugs resting on the top of my head whenever she leant forward. I would push up into her, swing my head from side to side and force her back on the bench. She tasted delicious down there as it was, and when after a few minutes of eating her she burst all over my face, I lapped all of that up too.

She sat there panting as I stood up between her thighs, wiping my hand across my face wet with her juices and my sweat. My eyes were closed as I felt her lunge forward and swallow my dick in one gulp. She had one hand on my ass, another cupping and weighing my balls as she messily and noisily consumed my prick...still pretty limp, but not for long. I thought of where that cock had been recently as she sloshed it around in her mouth...between her milkers and of course up her ass. I grew harder. As I expanded in her mouth, she had to be less ambitious in her eating, and every so often she would pull it out to concentrate on my prick-head, slipping the tip of her probing tongue under my foreskin or drawing her beautiful little teeth across my length. I reached down with my right hand and pinched hard on her right nipple, then again tried to lift her heavy tit up from her chest. This time I managed a bit better. As I felt the weight, I twisted her long nipple between my thumb and forefinger. This girl obviously liked it when things got a little painful...I could feel the vibrations from her moaning along the length of my cock. She took her hand from my balls and scooped up her other breast, forcing it up between my legs until it was squeezing against my balls from underneath. She bobbed her head backwards and forwards and from side to side, working my prick like she was having a fit and I was loving it. I felt myself building up and let out a loud grunt that I'm sure they must have heard right across the changing room. She accidentally released me just at boiling point, and I fired a shot of cum up one of her nostrils, before she quickly sucked me back into her mouth to collect my cum. She moaned contentedly as I spent myself, releasing her swollen tit to grip my balls, handling them like she was checking I was empty. I was!

As her lips slowly released my member, she sniffed hard, snorting that stray jolt of cum up her nose. Then she leant back and opened her mouth wide to show me my jizz slipping down her greedy throat. She smiled and closed her eyes, like the cat that got the cream, and for the first time I kissed her.

We kissed for a while...I'm not sure how long exactly. I sat down on the bench, she sat on my lap and we just hugged for a time. I could easily have fallen asleep if there'd been anywhere to lie down. She stood up and began to put her clothes on over her sticky body.

"I'm not going to shower. I want to wear your cum all day."

I smiled. This was definitely my kind of girl.

I never knew her name, and although I went back to the pool many times over the next few months I never saw her again. It's a shame. I figure when two people think alike like that then maybe that's a good sign that they'll work well together in other ways. Maybe if she's reading this she'll remember the occasion and get in touch. I sure hope so.