A Woman of Passion

His hands slid around her hips, over her belly and onto her breasts. His fingers kneaded her nipples as he continued the intimate caress. Finally, he pulled his tongue away from her anus and he moved back to her sex. "Now I'll suck you," he said. "Will you come?"

"Yes!"

His tongue worked into her wet slit, circling her clitoris several times before he started sucking it. Her buttocks jerked upward as she came, raised in the air for a long moment, then broke into wild gyrations. He maintained contact with her, continued to suck her clitoris as the orgasm peaked to a crescendo of sheer rapture.

At last it was finished and she lay quietly. With his face still near her sex, he raised one of her legs and separated the outer lips with his fingers. He thrust his tongue into the interior. He sniffed and tasted and lapped at her juices. He inhaled deeply, savoring her female scent. Then he held his head back and studied her cunt. He could see everything. He thought her anus looked less delicate than Anne's. Anne's anus was like a tiny mouth puckered for a kiss. Germaine's dark ring was a round rubbery band of tough muscle.

Germaine opened her eyes, and when he glanced upward, their eyes met. "You brought me to heaven," Germaine said.

"I love you. You have the most beautiful cunt in Paris."

She blushed, but she did not close her legs. Reaching down, she took hold of his erect cock and pulled it toward her cunt. She moved the head up and down in her juices. "And this is the most handsome cock in the world. Big and thick and lovely! Like a bull! The most satisfying cock I've ever had inside me. It's true, darling." She held his penis at the mouth of her sex, then raised her buttocks off the bed to impale herself on the swollen crown.

"What time is it?" she said.

He glanced at the clock. "Almost eleven."

"Let's see if we can make it last an hour. Or at least until midnight. If I do come unexpectedly, try to hold yours. Will you do that? I'd love to have an orgasm and come out of it and still feel you hard and ready inside me."

He promised. She released the grip of her sex on the head of his penis. She put her legs over the small of his back, locking her ankles as he moved inside her. Her buttocks moved up to meet his inward stroke, and she felt the head slide into her depths. She worked her internal muscles, milking his organ and then releasing it.

To Lucien it felt as though his penis were gripped and caressed by a velvet glove. He lay with his cock buried to his balls while Germaine rotated and bucked her hips in agonized delight. He was amazed that he could hold back. Surely the interlude in the cinema had helped.

"You're still hard!" Germaine said. "Oh darling!" She hugged him to her, kissing his lips and his eyes and his cheeks as her hands moved over his back in an affectionate embrace. "I want to keep you forever! Make love to me, darling! Make love to me!"

Their bodies moved again in unison, Lucien's thick penis sliding back inside her cunt like an oversized piston in a well-greased cylinder. Except for the weight on her shoulders, her body was supported by Lucien as she moved her buttocks. Their combined juices drenched their pubic mats, their bellies, their thighs, dribbling into the crack between Germaine's buttocks, and covering his balls with a slick coating. Their bodies were alive and tingling, waves of warmth engulfing them both. The air was filled with the sounds of their wet bellies meeting, and the acrid scent of their juices. Germaine came again, biting her lip to keep from crying out. Lucien could feel her inner muscles gripping him again as she worked her cunt against his stroking shaft. She cried out, urging him on, her body trembling. Then she bucked and rolled and rotated her hips in a wild and savage thrashing that quickly brought him to a climax. He grunted as he came, his hips pumping, his balls erupting as she held onto him. Germaine finally collapsed beneath him, causing his deflated penis to slide out of her sex. Her legs slipped off his back. Lucien lay on top of her, his heart beating rapidly, pounding against his rib cage, thumping at the yielding flesh of her breasts.

After some time, Germaine opened her eyes and slid her arms around his neck. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said.

"What time is it?"

He looked at the clock. "A quarter past eleven. We lasted twenty minutes."

"Marvelous!" she said. "Most men can never last that long." Then she added: "I'm dripping, darling. Let me repair myself."

But he would not allow it. He insisted that she climb over him so that he could use his mouth on her sex. She was amazed, thrilled at the idea of it. Facing his feet, she mounted him on her knees, her thighs straddling his chest, her sex hovering over his mouth.

Lucien looked up into the hairy cunt over his face. The lips were swollen, wet and distended. Viscous gatherings of their juices hung from the mouth of her vagina. He put his hands on the globes of her ass to pull her sex down. At the same moment, he felt her hot breath on his soft wet penis, then her tongue lapping his organ. Opening his mouth, he sucked in the drippings from her sex, rolling the drops around on his tongue, tasting the mixture. He put his lips directly on the opening and sucked with more force to gather what was inside her. He could feel her elbows under his knees as she forced his legs up and apart. He could feel her lips kissing his balls, then sucking one ball inside her mouth. Then her mouth moved again, and he grunted with pleasure as he felt her tongue and lips at his anus. He did the same to her, pulling her down further onto his face, burying his mouth against her anus to suck at it and drill his tongue inside.

As if driven by the same mainspring of lust, they tongued each other relentlessly. Lucien felt spasms of delight swirling in his loins and tickling his balls. He sensed Germaine's pleasure through the movements of her body and the moaning sounds she made. She came again, moving her ass back and forth, but not vigorously enough to make him lose contact with her anus. He waited until she had quieted down, then he pulled his face back and gently spread her buttocks with his hands in order to look at her sex and anus again.

He had never looked at Anne like this, not in this position, but now he was determined to do it soon. Suddenly, Lucien was aware that Germaine was sucking his penis again. She had all of it in her mouth. He began a humping movement of his hips, pushing his organ deep in her mouth, then withdrawing it as he dropped his buttocks. The end came quickly, the sperm shooting out of him in needle-like jets, and when it was over, Germaine collapsed on top of him with her mouth still clutching his cock.

What a bitch! Lucien thought. What a hungry bitch she is!

* * *

Lucien's favorite way of making love to Germaine was to use his loins to push his penis in and out of her mouth. Germaine would lie on the sofa, and Lucien would suspend his belly over her face, supporting his weight with his hands and knees as though he were doing push-up exercises. Germaine would capture his long organ in her mouth, and Lucien would then move his loins up and down. In this position his balls hung down along the shaft of his cock, and each time he pushed himself completely into Germaine's mouth, his balls came to rest on her chin. Germaine would hold his buttocks as he moved, and she greatly enjoyed the feel of his muscles as his body moved up and down.

One afternoon, as Lucien made love to her this way, Germaine slipped her fingers into the groove between his buttocks and she caressed his anus, only on the outside, her fingertip rubbing back and forth. He was silent as he continued to pump his penis in her mouth, but then he said: "What are you doing? I don't like to be touched like that."

Unable to respond because her mouth was stuffed with his penis, she gently forced him to withdraw.

"Are you sure?" she said, her fingertip still touching his tight little opening. "You've had my tongue in there."

"A tongue is not a finger. I'm not a woman."

"Of course not, darling. But if you have my finger inside you while I'm sucking you, you'll see how much nicer it will be."

Lucien was dubious, but she persuaded him to try it. She first wet her fingertip with her saliva, and when he dipped his cock again into her mouth, she found his anus with her wet fingertip and she carefully worked it inside him.

He stopped moving and she felt him tremble. Then his loins moved again, more vigorously than before, and it was obvious that his excitement had increased. She stretched his opening with her finger, prodding, probing, sliding the finger in and out, and when he finally ejaculated in her mouth she was certain the quantity of sperm was more than ever before.

After that, whenever she sucked him, he welcomed her finger in his rectum. His movements were always more forceful, which gave her great enjoyment, because when she sucked a cock this way she liked to have the piston-like sliding of the penis be strong enough to be almost brutal. She wanted her mouth to be thoroughly possessed by the male organ. She wanted a complete ravishment.

* * *

One day Germaine said: "All love is fantasy."

"What do you mean?" asked Lucien.

"When people make love, they each have their own enchantments."

"And you? What are your enchantments?"

"I adore sucking you. I adore having you in my mouth. Do you mind?"

Her fingers slid lightly up and down his thighs. Her fingertips brushed over the sac holding his balls, descended and probed the flesh between his legs while her palm gently massaged his testicles. As she shifted her position, she allowed her robe to fall open to reveal her breasts and belly.

As Lucien admired her body, his cock grew more firm under the touch of her hands. She cupped his balls, squeezed and released them repeatedly in a series of caresses. Their eyes met, and she smiled as she placed her hand directly on his penis.

"Do you want me to bring you off, darling?"

"And after that?"

"After that I'll take you to dinner. And after dinner we'll talk of possibilities."

"Magnificent possibilities."

"Yes, darling yes..."

While one hand covered his balls, the other slid slowly and gently up the length of his pulsing organ. She formed a tight circle with her thumb and forefinger and squeezed the base of his cock. Her fingers moved up half the length of the shaft and then pulled the skin back sharply. Then she relaxed her tight grasp immediately, and she began rolling the skin up and down in a slow sensual manner. She massaged his balls with a circular movement while continuing to masturbate his turgid penis. He watched her, his eyes on her fingers as they slid the loose skin back and forth over the shaft and the head of his cock.

He reached out to support the weight of one of her breasts on his palm. "Your technique is perfect."

"Practice, darling. I've had years of practice."

"Not too many years."

"More than enough, I'm sure."

She placed her finger at the end of his cock and probed the moist opening. She gathered the leaking fluid with her fingertip and painted the smooth helmet with it until the purplish surface gleamed. Then she grasped the organ and began to masturbate him. She grasped him tightly, stroking slowly at first, then she increased the tempo, her hand slamming into the base of the organ and then pumping up the full length of the shaft before rapidly slamming down again.

Of course, he could not last too long under these ministrations, but she did not want that anyway. Faster and faster she jerked at his cock, his balls bouncing with the movements of her stroking hand. Supporting his balls with just the fingertips of her left hand, she continued the rapid pumping until she felt his cock swell and jerk and the first bubbling white froth appeared at the tip. As he came, she leaned over to catch the white stream on her breast. She continued pumping him until the last drop oozed out of his cock to flood her hand and nipple.

"Was it good, darling?"

His head tossed backward, he groaned. "Perfection."

"Look at me."

And as he watched her, she cupped her sperm-soaked breast in both hands and lifted it to lick the juices from her skin. She lapped at his white sperm, her tongue wiping her nipple clean. Then she sucked the nipple between her lips and tongued it until the last remnants of sperm were gone.

"I've never seen you do that," he said, his eyes filled with lust and admiration.

"Does it excite you? Here, you can have it now." She stroked his forehead as she fed her breast into his waiting mouth.

* * *

After dinner one evening, she said: "What would you like to do, darling? Would you like to watch television?" She rose and walked to a small wall mirror to pat her hair.

"I'd rather watch you than watch television."

Her back to him, she playfully wiggled her hips. "Like you're watching me now, eh? This way or without clothes?"

"Both."

Deliberately teasing him, she lifted her skirt while she was still facing the mirror and exposed her buttocks to his eyes. She peeled her panties down her hips and legs and stepped out of them.

"What a sight!" he muttered.

"Do you like my popo?"

"I adore it."

"And I adore yours too, cheri."

He left the sofa and moved to stand behind her. He kissed her neck, his hands on the bare cheeks of her bottom. Germaine squirmed, pressing back against him, murmuring her approval as he squeezed the globes of her derriere.

Lucien whispered in her ear: "What about something new, something we haven't done yet?"

"Oh? Like what?"

"I haven't put it in your behind."

Germaine quivered. "Does the idea excite you?"

"What do you think? I've been dreaming about it."

"You need to be gentle with a woman when you do that. Especially you, since you're so big. We can try it tonight, but you must promise me to be gentle. It hurts too much if one tries to rush things. Do you understand?"

"I promise. Anyway, I've done it before."

"You have? With whom?"

"One or two girls."

She felt a ridiculous jealousy. "Did they like it?"

"One of them did."

She did not want to think about his girls. She turned in his arms and kissed him. "What would you like to do now? Would you like some wine?"

"No, let me undress you. That excites me."

"And me too, cheri!"

She remained standing while he unzipped her dress. He helped her peel it off and then he unhooked her bra. He bared her heavy breasts, exposing her thickly extended dark nipples. He lowered his head to kiss her breasts and lick her nipples until they were wet with his saliva.

"Turn around," he said softly. "Let me see your ass."

She gave him a coy look. For one so young, he certainly understood women. She swiveled on her heels to show him her bottom. Leaning forward a bit, she slid her hands back to her buttocks and lewdly pulled them apart. "Have a good look, cheri. Does it excite you?"

"What do you think?"

She laughed and turned around to face him again. "Let me undress you."

When she had him stripped naked, she held his thick cock on the palm of one hand and used the other hand to fondle his balls. His organ was erect, hot and throbbing under her fingers. Wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue, she lowered her head and took the meaty penis into her mouth. She licked and sucked it, swirling her tongue over the blue-veined underside of the shaft. Then she made a wide ring of her lips and she began bobbing her mouth up and down.

His hips gradually took up the rhythm. They had done it often enough, and his movements were perfectly coordinated with hers.

"Be careful," he said. "I don't want to come now."

She pulled her mouth away and looked up at him. "Yes, you're right."

"Can we do it now?"

"In my popo?"

"Yes."

She smiled. The idea made her shiver with desire. It was probably a good time. But she wanted to do it on her back, on a bed, to make it easier to control him while he penetrated her. The size of his organ could not be ignored. She was afraid he would hurt her in his eagerness.

"In the bedroom," she said. "Come along and I'll show you how I want it."

As she lay stretched out on her bed, he climbed over her and started kissing her body. Fluid dripped off the end of his penis to wet her belly. She squirmed with pleasure as he slipped his fingers into the wet mouth of her sex.

"Yes, do it with your hand!" she said.

Lucien could smell her pungent odor and it excited him. She humped her mound at his hand, forcing his fingers deeper into her tunnel. He slipped a finger down to her anus and gently rubbed the ring of muscle. Her juices had oozed down to the crack between her buttocks, and he had no difficulty pushing his finger inside the lubricated sphincter. The orifice was hot and quite elastic, and he was amused as he imagined all the stretching the ring had endured during the years. The girls his own age were always too fearful of having it in their backsides, too fearful to properly let him in. Germaine showed no fear at all. He imagined she'd had countless lovers. What a delicious slut!

"Gently," she said, pulling her legs up and holding the backs of her knees with her hands. "Do it gently with your finger until the opening relaxes."

"Don't you want some jelly?

"In a few moments. Just do it this way first."

He slowly slid his finger in and out of her anus. He could feel the passage and ring of muscle clamping his moving finger in a tight grip. He imagined how the clenching muscles would feel when they were wrapped around his cock. He gazed down at the sliding digit, at the sucking orifice with its border of fine damp hair, at the cunt above it opened like a red mouth and oozing a milky syrup.

"Enough," Germaine said. "Now we can use some jelly. There's a tube in the night table drawer."

He had to pull his finger out in order to get the jelly, and when he did so he looked at his finger surreptitiously and was relieved to see it was clean.

Germaine, meanwhile, was worried about his cock. He was big enough to hurt her. Although she enjoyed the feel of a cock stuffing her back passage, she did not relish the idea of a painful encounter. But the risk was worth it: if he learned how to do it the way she liked it, she would have better times with him in the future. What madness! Her ass abandoned to a boy his age! Albert, of course, had done it often. She was thrilled at the idea of yielding her smallest opening to this young Adonis.

When Lucien brought the tube of jelly. Germaine said: "Put some on my popo." He squeezed some out on his fingertips and rubbed it over her anus. Still holding her legs up, she squirmed her hips. "Inside, cheri. Make sure you get some of it inside." She watched him as he pushed some jelly inside her back passage. "Now put some on your cock." He applied some of the jelly to his penis, smeared it on the knob and all along the shaft. The organ glistened now, and she thought it looked even lovelier than before. She slipped a pillow under her buttocks and told him to get between her legs. "Go on, cheri, I'm ready now." She wiggled her hips provocatively as he pushed the tip of his organ at the ring of her anus.

"It's exciting," he said, his face flushed, his eyes fixed on their contact.

"Yes, of course it is. Go easy, but keep pushing."

The fat knob slowly stretched and spread the tight ring. Germaine craned her neck, and she could just see it as it pushed in. He pushed again, and five centimeters of his penis slid into her rectum. She groaned and urged him on. "More, darling, more... Go out a little, and then inside again..." She now had her knees pulled all the way back to her breasts, and she closed her eyes and focused on the sensation as he slowly, centimeter by centimeter, worked the full length of his tool into the tight confines of her bowels.