You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 7 - Sex Stories

You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 7

... a little harder as she spoke. "My little slut hunh? What else?" I asked as I hoped for more lurid details. "I like how your cock feels in my mouth," she replied and looked over her shoulder for my reaction. I smiled at her and winked. My thumb moved up and down in her butt hole instead of in and out and from the way Jenny's sphincter squeezed it, I could tell she approved. "Really," I chided her. "I like how you tell me to suck it," she said. She giggled as she talked. "Your cock feels smooth and warm against my tongue," she added. I thought it must have taken a lot for her to tell me all of her dirty little secrets. I was glad that I had told her I was going to shave her pussy. "What about swallowing?" I asked and held her head straight back so her back was arched and she had to strain. "Do you like swallowing?" I repeated. She didn't answer but tried to nod her head, which seemed foolish considering her predicament. She giggled as she couldn't bow her head forward and then I let go of her hair and her head fell forward. "Really?" I asked incredulously. I had never met a girl who had liked the taste of my cum or any other guy's cum for that matter. I had heard some women liked it but hadn't come across one. "Yeah, I think it tastes weird but a good weird," she tried to explain, "And it makes me feel real naughty, so it turns me on." I slapped her ass with my left hand and let my thumb pop out of her asshole. She cooed and taking her right hand rubbed her ass cheek and ran ...

... her fingers over her asshole as if to scratch an itch. "Wow, what other things do you want to divulge?" I said jokingly. She smiled shyly and pretended to be thinking real hard. My cock was ready to explode after shaving and playing with my steps****r's tight asshole. Add to that her slutty little confession and she had my perverted mind swimming. "Oh I don't know? I liked waking you up the other night," she exclaimed and her eyes looked at me for my reaction. "I sort of liked that myself," I replied and we both laughed. "You can do a repeat performance any ole time," I assured her. "I want to learn how to be a real good kisser," Jenny blurted out and I could tell it was something she had thought long and hard about. The way she threw it out made me think the other confessions were just to set me up for this one. Her eyes searched mine for my reaction and I was cool about it. I found it sort of weird but that was absurd. Here I was just getting done shaving and thumbing my steps****r's butt hole, having fucked her mouth and throat numerous times, ate her little pussy, and finger banged her but the thought of kissing seemed so intimate that we had never broached the subject. I guess it would be all right; it always turned me on when I dated a good kisser. Jenny smiled as she sensed that the idea had me perplexed. She reiterated her desire in hopes that I would consider her idea. "I've never really kissed a boy that way, and I want to learn how to do it right so that I turn him ...