1. A Taste of What's To Come Part 4


    Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Ass to mouth, Ass to pussy, Extreme, Hardcore, Male / Female Teens, Oral Sex, Scatology, Author: Feynman15, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    smell. And the fact you're so into it." She reached behind her and shoved a couple fingers in her ass and pulled them back out. "Unnhhh." She tongued everything covering those fingers. I pushed her hands away from her mouth. "Put them back in and wriggle them around," I said. She made a little squeak as she fingered herself. We both looked in awe when she pulled out, as her very light brown fingers were a few shades darker in places... "Smell," I commanded. Ananya inhaled deeply and her eyes rolled back with scatological lust. I mashed her fingers into her face and she took it from there, covering her face with the juices of her booty. I held her tight, our heads against each other. Sliding into her rippling pussy, I grooved my cock while we licked our faces all over. "Unhh," she groaned. "What is wrong with us?" I exhaled and laughed. "A whole lot, I think. But do you wanna stop?" I asked. Her big eyes widened and her forehead crinkled. "Fuck no!" I thrusted five times quickly into her pussy. "Ooh ah ah ah ahhh." I pulled out and did five thrusts nearly as fast, into her ass. "Fuuuhuuuck," she whimpered so sexily. With urgency she scooted down to my cock. "Use my head. Just use it," she said. Both of my hands on each side, I sunk her dome all the way down onto my hardness. The only sight from my view was a roundness of her dark brown hair. I bobbed the roundness up and down, over and over, for what seemed like an entire minute. Shuck shuck shuck. Every thrust was another ...
    wave of pleasure, shuck shuck, and I knew she loved it because she hummed a vibrating approval into my balls. I finally let up. Ananya gasped a few times, strings of saliva dripping onto her breasts. She gathered herself, a smile widening and then a giggle. She stood up on the mattress and asked me to sit up. "Now," she said as she turned her butt towards my face, "can I use yours?" "Please do." I stuck my tongue out. I watched as her ass backed up into my face, her butt cheeks more and more crowding my view, until at the last second she grabbed her cheeks spread them apart and eased her asshole directly onto the tip of my tongue. What a taste! It was so potent, so saturated in her scent, her tang, my tongue overwhelmed with her booty flavor. My hair was grabbed, my head forced against the headboard. Ananya that fiend, she grooved her ass up and down, away and into my face, all the while my tongue was working the inner workings of her ass. "Mine," she declared. I gasped for air, and received only a little. "Popsicle?" "Never heard of a popsicle," she said. "Remember earlier today at your parents?" I asked. She nodded her head in disapproval. "That wasn't a popsicle, now was it?" she asked. "Animals...," I muttered. "No Ananya, no it wasn't. It was my penis covered with the juices from your dirty ass. And you licked it clean, like a popsicle." "Very good. So to answer your question, no, not today," she said. "Today I want a salad." I knew what to do. I gathered some spit and ...