So when I put my profile on one such site I specifically said I was looking for a woman who liked having her ass licked. Most women do like it, I think, but some are just too squeamish about it. They think it’s unhygienic – and, of course, there is some truth in that – or they’re afraid their ass stinks, which is silly, because anyone who has a shower and cleans in there fixes that problem.
I very much enjoy having a shared shower in which I wash her and she washes me. I love the feeling of the soapy gel as my fingers rub her gently where no one else has washed her, and women enjoy that too, but straight after a shower it’s almost too clean in my opinion. You have to give it half an hour for the wonderful savoury aroma to reappear.
With a sex dating site, there is none of the desperate hoping that comes with a conventional date. You both know what you’re there for and although things sometimes turn out slightly different, because we’re only human and subject to moods and physical conditions, generally you get to play the game you like to play.
I was living in Trinidad at this time, and a lot of the girls on the site were looking for that old cliché: a big black guy to fuck them till their teeth fell out, but my tastes have broadened since my days as a locomotive dick.
Most of these women were black, and I must admit I am partial to dark skin. Lily white, great; tanned, also great; Chinese, lovely; Indian, count me in. And black, certainly.
There’s a lot of mythology about sex and race. The first black girl I had sex with actually asked me if I thought I could handle it. So I fucked her and she came, which I imagine answered her question.
But back to the story. I got talking to a woman online, whose initial reply stated that she did like having her ass licked (bottom, actually – I had used that word just to help the shy ones who don’t like dirty talk). Yes, I do like having my bottom licked, she said. I like them respectable, polite, ladylike. It just makes the sex all the ruder.
We agreed to meet at a hotel, a fancy place that had some vacant rooms so they were offering a special deal. I waited in the bar and when she arrived she texted me from the car park. She said she would dial my number as she entered the bar so she could see whose phone was ringing, because she had seen pictures of me, but I suppose some people use pics that are not really them.
I saw her enter the room and had a few seconds to enjoy the thought of what we were about to do. She was about five foot six, solidly built and quite pretty, her clinging black and white dress accentuating her curves. Dignified, womanly and elegant in her way. As she approached I stood up and we had a friendly hug. It is not unknown in those circumstances for people to shake hands, and although that may look perfectly normal to the other people around, I find it a bit strange.
We sat down and she declined my offer of a drink, but had a sip of my beer.
“Shall we go upstairs?” I asked quietly, and she said, “Sure,” and stood up. I sensed that she, like me, liked what she saw and it just verified what we had learned about each other by email.
It was a little uncomfortable standing in the lift, so we made small talk about the hotel.
As I closed the door of the room behind me, though, all the apprehension flew away.
She relocated my lips and kissed me again as her own hand slipped into my underpants and took hold of my hard, expectant cock. I slid down the bed and pulled her pants down, then nuzzled her clitoris with my nose as I licked her lips. She parted her thighs, welcoming me into her musky, soft, moist palace.
After a minute or two of this, I sat up and removed my underpants, then lay beside her.
“Would you like to suck my cock?” I said.
I could tell she got a kick out of the bold invitation.
“I would love to suck your cock,” she said, and headed down to where my erection awaited her. She sucked me gently, enjoying the feeling of being naked and sexually abandoned with someone she hardly knew but really liked. I’m presuming she felt that, because it was certainly how I felt, with her vaginal juice on my face and her head in my middle regions, my cock deep within her mouth as she loved it with her tongue and her cheeks. Her hand inspected my balls and she squeezed them gently and stroked them approvingly.
After a while she came up for air and lay on her back. I rolled on top of her and slid between her thighs.
“Are you going to fuck me now, Vic?” she breathed, enjoying her own brazenness.
“I’m going to slide my cock into your beautiful pink hole,” I said, and I could tell that was well received too. I slid my stiff white cock into her receptive black body and she stroked my back. As I pumped firmly in and out she ran her fingers down to my valley and tickled her way around my ass. This was one wonderful woman, I found myself thinking, and I was going to savour everything about her.
I stopped and rolled off and looked into her eyes.
“I want to lick your ass,” I said simply.
She gave a half smile.
“How do you want me?”
“On all fours,” I said, and she got on her knees with her beautiful chestnut brown buttocks in the air. I looked in wonder at her perfect little dark brown hole, crinkled and adorable. I ran my tongue into the cleft and licked it tenderly. She moaned softly and pressed it against me. She knew this was a special relationship that we had: me instantly in love with her ass and her loving what I was doing to it and kind of loving me for it.
I licked her for a long time and I could feel her getting more and more aroused. She began to whimper rather than moan, unable to control her desire for the orgasm I was about to give her. As her ecstasy took her over the edge I licked her firmly and left my tongue against her anus for a moment, pressing it and finally licking her whole asshole with my tongue wide, flat and hungry in one last gesture of adoration.
We lay together, her head on my chest, and we talked happily about this and that. She sucked my nipples, which I had never enjoyed much before, but she had a way of doing it that sent waves of pleasure through me and reminded my cock that we weren’t finished yet.
“I loved licking your ass,” I said, kissing her cheek.
“I could tell,” she replied. “I loved it too. You can do that to me any time.”
