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was
expecting.”
    I wasn’t surprised. It was something I heard
a lot. While not ridiculously huge, my cock was a good 7 inches
fully hard, and proportionally it looked even bigger due to my thin
frame. “Do you think you can handle it?”
    “ Oh, I know I can handle
it.”
    “ Prove it,” I
said.
    “ It would be my pleasure,”
Wendy said, dropping to her knees. She wrapped one hand around my
shaft, then opened her mouth and slid my cock inside. She worked
the tip of my cock with her mouth while stroking my shaft with her
hand, quickly bringing me to full attention.
    “ You’re pretty good at
that,” I said.
    “ I’m more than pretty good,” Wendy
replied, pulling my cock out of her mouth and smacking it against
her cheek before once again wrapping her lips around it.
    I shuddered slightly as she effortlessly
took my cock halfway down and began to bob her head forward and
back, taking me further and further inside her mouth until she was
swallowing the entire thing.
    Wendy worked my cock in long, deep strokes,
making it disappear and reappear with regularity, expertly
maintaining a medium pace while exerting the perfect amount of
pressure to provide intense stimulation without making it
unbearable.
    After a full minute of blowing me without
pause, Wendy let my cock slide from her mouth. She gathered up the
leftover saliva and spit it on my cock and then used her hands to
work it in, jerking me off two-handed while she looked up at
me.
    “ Before we go any
further,” she said. “I have to warn you about
something.”
    “ What’s that?” I asked,
even though I knew what she was going to say. I was a slut magnet, after all. I’d
had this conversation more than a few times.
    “ You’ve probably figured
this out by now, but I like getting a little crazy in the sack,”
she said. “I’m not one for just regular, boring old
sex.”
    “ Yeah, I kind of figured
that,” I said, trying not to smile.
    “ Is that okay with you?”
she asked.
    “ Oh, I think I can deal
with it,” I said, my smile breaking through.
    “ Yeah, I kind of got the
feeling you would,” Wendy said, matching my grin, continuing to
jerk me off all the while. “That’s why I brought you back here in
the first place. You looked like you weren’t afraid to get a little
freaky.”
    “ Not at all,” I said. “The
way I figure it, there’s no reason not to. After all, you only live
once. Might as well get the most out of life.”
    “ My thoughts exactly,”
Wendy said. “So let’s have some fun.”
    And with that, she spun me around so my back
was to her and put her hands on my ass.
    “ Bend over,” she
said.
    After I did as I was told, Wendy spread my
ass cheeks apart and started licking my asshole, going to town on
it without any hesitation whatsoever.
    “ Holy shit,” I said under
my breath.
    Reaching around, she grabbed ahold of my
cock and started jerking me off. With her other hand she enclosed
my balls and massaged them, rolling them around in her hands,
squeezing them together, pulling down on them. Then she stuck her
rigid tongue inside my asshole and started bouncing her face back
and forth against my ass, forcing her tongue deeper inside me with
every thrust.
    My eyes were closed and my hands were
gripping the back of the couch tightly enough to leave marks in the
cushions. It felt incredible having her tongue in my ass. Not only
the physical tingling sensation that ran up my spine, but the sheer
filthiness of what she was doing, not to mention the energy she
poured into it. I’d had my asshole licked before, but never with
such verve and vigor. It was obvious that Wendy truly enjoyed
it.
    After what seemed like an eternity, Wendy
pulled away. But even as disappointment racked my body, she was
already onto something else. She grabbed ahold of my cock and
yanked it backwards, so it was facing the wrong way, sticking out
behind me, right underneath my asshole. In this position the
pressure was intensified; right on