“Turn over,” Kon ordered her, just to see if he could.
Crush didn’t know what he had in mind but she knew she’d rather feel it than waste time thinking about it. She went over onto her belly and immediately felt his hands on her ass. He kissed her back and then her glutes. She felt his tongue licking between her buttocks.
“Damn, you’ve got a great ass,” he told her. “Let’s see how it tastes!”
Crush groaned, feeling Kon’s tongue pushing at her tiny asshole. She’d never felt such a thing before. It tore into the excitement she was already feeling and made it entirely new. She opened her legs up and rubbed her pussy against the mossy ground.
“Don’t know how you got me so hot!” she moaned. “But you’d better do something about it! Do something to me right now!”
Kon flipped her over again and put his face into her lap. He loved the smell of her pussy heating up. Felt her shuddering as he licked at her labia lips. He was instantly awash in her juices—they frothed up and met his lips and tongue, smearing on them like honey while he licked into her and ended up with more of her wetness coming up to greet him.
“OH YEAAAHH!” Crush gasped savagely. “Eat that pussy! Eat it as good as my bitches do!”
Kon forced his tongue inside her cuntlips. It wasn’t hard at all, despite how tight she was and how the folds of her pussy were convulsing. She jerked, but just as quickly pressed herself back against the touch of his tongue. He put his hands under her ass to get another feel of it, marveling at her suppleness as he worked his tongue in and out, feeling how the muscles of her glutes tensed and corded with her clenching enjoyment of how he was pleasuring her.
“Fuck!” Crush grunted. “That feels sweet! You can do whatever you want with your cock, just keep doing that to me, give me one good come with that fucking tongue!”
His tongue seemed to be getting longer and longer, reaching into the most sensitive parts of her sex. She expected him to pull away when her womanhood flooded with cream. She knew she was an excessive sort of person, even when it came to her juices.
But Kon only licked harder, swallowing repeatedly even as her wetness flowed into his mouth. She pressed her thighs a little tighter around his head. His tongue went in deeper. She nearly flew into the air when it touched her G-spot.
“That feels amazing!” she sighed. “Crazy how good it feels! You’re fucking me so good with your mouth—if your cock feels that good, you can put it anywhere! You can have my ass! Yeah! You can fuck me in the ass if you just keep licking that pussy, lick it, lick it!”
He took his hands off her ass and moved to feel her breasts instead. He could squeeze the succulent flesh as hard as he wanted—Crush just seemed to like it more, especially when he used his thumbs on her stiff nipples. It shook her whole body and made her feel warmer, from her folds around his tongue to the nectar washing into his mouth.
“You’re making me so hot!” Crush moaned. “Fuck, I’m burning up!”
Kon knew he’d done enough. He didn’t want her to come yet, not from having her pussy eaten. She might want to stop there and what he wanted was to feel her tight cunt. He knew she wouldn’t say no so long as she was desperate.
He pulled back from between her soft thighs.
“No, don’t stop!” Crush begged. Her hips swiveled inviting. “Please keep going, I just need to come—”
“I’m not stopping,” Kon said. “I’m just doing something else. And you’re letting me, you little bitch.”
“Yes, I’m letting you…” Crush muttered, sounding a little delirious, like she was still mooning over all the sensations flooding her body.
She watched him undress, cooing over his body. She licked her lips when she saw Kon’s broad chest and panted harder when he unbuckled his belt and brought down his zipper.
“Hurry!” Crush gasped. “I need it now, you’ll make me come if you put it in now! I want to come so bad! Make me come!”
“You really are a slut,” Kon murmured. “I had no idea you’d be so hot…”
Kon dropped his jeans. His cock was painfully cramped in his briefs. He felt Crush’s hungry eyes on his groin and it felt even more cramped. He started to strip off his briefs but then remembered he had this hot little tramp to do it for him.
“You want it?” Kon asked her. “You get it out. On your hands and knees. Come and get it.”
Crush had never felt so much—too much, it felt like, to all fit into her lithe body. She knew she should feel degraded to be down on her hands and knees, but it was exciting to give in this way, to be willing to do anything for the hot pleasure he had offered her. She wanted it. It made her burn just to think of doing it.
Crush went down on her knees in front of Kon and his bulging underwear. She slowly, painstakingly eased his briefs down off his magnificent hard-on.
“Holy fucking fuck,” Crush muttered, his powerful cock jumping out the moment his briefs were off it, extending out so far it brushed against her cheek.
All of it was big and thick, with a cockhead like a church bell and two balls underneath that seemed so full of cum for her hungry cunt that she didn’t know how they hadn’t burst already.
“Shit,” she said softly. “That’s some real hardware.”
“Show it some appreciation, bitch,” Kon said, his voice sounding deeper than before. “Give it a kiss and get used to the taste, because you’re going to be wearing it for a while.”
Crush shook her head. She went down on women, not men. Even if she fucked a guy for some reason—for whatever reason she wanted to be broken by that huge, hurting prick—she wouldn’t demean herself by gagging on all that cock. All that massive, massive cock.
She put her fingers around the pulsing shaft as if to hide it from view. Then squeezed in disbelief at how much of it there was, how hard and thick… she couldn’t understand how Kon could have all that to fuck her with…
“Not gonna take me in your mouth, huh?” Kon asked. “Okay then. I gave you a chance. Now if I ruin you for other men… or that dumb flying Vespa of yours… don’t blame it on me!”
He threw her over to another bed of moss and she landed with her legs open. She spread them even wider, awaiting his throbbing hard-on.
Crush tongue traveled over her lips. She couldn’t wait to feel his thick manhood inside, something she didn’t care to think about. The anticipation was too good to second guess. She reached down and touched herself to get some pleasure out of waiting.
“Go on and put in me, you fucking moose! Use that horse dick on me already!”
“Say please,” Kon said, a wide grin punctuating his next words, “you albino cunt.”
Crush growled. “Please put it in me! Not your tongue! Not your fingers! That big dick!”
Kon dropped on top of her and he’d barely begin to feel the surprisingly sweet sensation of her bare skin before she had hold of his cock and was taking it to her needing pussy. He felt her labia lips sucking at the tip of him, but he wouldn’t be rushed, not when he had Crush in such a rare, desirous mood. He held back and only let her have his cockhead.
“MORE!” Crush demanded, her lower lip wibbling. Her pleasure at the entry had given way to a sense of how much she was being denied. “Fuck, let me have it all the way! You’ve got to! Give me all your cock, I can take it, none of those other little skanks can take it, YOU HAVE TO GIVE IT TO ME!”
Kon chuckled at her excitement. He gently pressed some more of himself into her tight opening and she went wild, shaking crazily, a total sexual animal. Which he probably should’ve expected.
He withdrew from her again. When he was halfway out, Crush was already grabbing at his back and sobbing. Kon couldn’t help a smile. He’d never known a woman who’d gagged for it like this. She’d really been missing out on cock. He gave her a big eyeful of his grin while he pushed himself back inside her hungry sex.
“Don’t tease me!” Crush gasped, broken of her braggadocio by her own desperation at him coming out of her. She knew now that the only thing that’d get her what she needed was begging. “I have to have your cock, please, I need your cock inside me!”