I choose to believe

No man in their right mind could EVER say no to something like that. - I can't believe this gorgeous, sweaty teenage is begging me to lick my disgusting, hairy ass right here in my office. In her own school of all places! - I thought, dumbfounded. - But I sure as shit am not planning on pinching myself to find out if I'm dreaming or not.

The truth is only one of my exes had actually done that to me. Once. And very fucking briefly, too. We were both drunk and I barely remember any of it. - And here's Alice, who I've been "dating" for 12 hours, ready to do just that. Allegedly... but either way, how amazing is this?! - Just the thought of it would have been enough to make me explode were I alone. But I wasn't alone, not by a long shot and I knew I’d never, ever forget the words that had just came out of Alice’s mouth. Tormented by horniness, I give in, lifting my legs in the air. Alice jumps in and helps push them to my chest, immediately scooching further down. Her angelic face is now partly covered by my massive hard-on; I can only tell she's smiling by the shape of her cheeks. - She's actually excited? - I had really hit the jackpot with this girl...

My heart's pounding as I watch her lean in even closer. Her face suddenly frowns and she pulls back, most likely after getting the unmistakable whiff of sweaty man ass for the first time in her life. I start to get upset, but then I see her lean in again, bravely. She repeats this "routine" a couple more times. Even though she wasn’t actually doing anything, just the sight of that teenage beauty toying with the idea of licking my ass is enough to keep me raging. And in that spirit, I begin to encourage her.

"That’s it, good girl. Take it slow. Feel your boyfriend's deepest scent. Experience his most private part..." – I cheer, as she leans in and takes another whiff. It looks like she's getting closer with every attempt, or maybe that's just my lind olsying tricks on me.

"Be a good girlfriend and accept your boyfriend entirely. Feel that unique scent of man, feel it! Are you sure you're ready to fully taste me? DO YOU FULLY ACCEPT ME, ALICE?" – I question in a commanding voice, getting impatient. She mumbles something at his point, maybe a ‘Yes'. Maybe. But, honestly, at that point I didn’t even care anymore. I was out of my mind, so I order.

"TASTE MY ASS, ALICE! LICK IT! LICK MY JUICES LIKE A GOOD GIRLFRIEND WOULD!" - I burst, like a bull in heat.

After hearing my obscenities, Alice’s face disappears underneath me. She finally musters the courage and tickles my ass with her insecure tongue. It's not much, she didn't even reach my asshole properly, but I moan either way. I feel it again. It's incredibly brief, incredibly gentle. Incredibly hot. I start drooling as I try to get a peek of my nasty girlf, but the position makes it impossible, so I rest my head on the futon, breathing heavily. Suddenly, I'm surprised by a lick going from the back of my ass cheeks all the way to my balls, which just makes me growl like I'd just been stabbed.

"Fuck! FUCK! Fuck...." - I yelp, feeling her warm breath on my skin. I was having an out-of-body experience as Alice just continued her advances. My body was twitching so heavily I actually bumped into Alice’s face accidentally pushing her away.

"Oh my god, I’m so sorry, Mr. Archer! Did I hurt you?!" – She asks, innocently, not realizing the difference between pleasure and pain, nor all the new tastes she was currently tasting on her tongue.

"No!" - I respond, twitching violently once again. - "This is just... pleasure. I can’t... I can't... believe you just did that! Holy fuck you’re the best girlfriend I’ve ever had!" – I tell her, not even lying.

"How does my ass taste, baby?" – I couldn't help myself. I don’t think Alice was fully aware of the nastiness of her acts. She was just too focused on being a good girl and trying to please her perverted boyfriend. Finally realizing what I hsked, she paid attention to the unusual mixture in her mouth. Squinting her eyes, she reluctantly swirled her tongue around.

"How does my sweaty asshole taste?" – I repwat, eager.

"So… pffegh... so strong, Mr. Archer. So much stronger than... anywhere else." - She adds, doing her best to try to hide her disgust.

"Oh, is that so? Stronger how?" – I couldn’t get over that teenager explaining the taste of my asshole.

Sighing, she tries her best. "I think... I can taste your balls? But kind of… mixed..."

Jerking myself off right in front of her, I keep prying. - "Mix? Of what?"

"Pfff... I don’t know, Mr. Archer… sweat, maybe?

"You tell me. Is it sweat?"

Like an exam, Alice keeps trying to give me all the correct answers. There were none. They were all right. And stupidly hot. - "No… something more... sharp? Not as salty... and it’s making my tongue feel..."

"Dry? That’s probably my ass juice. It’s much thinner than saliva... does it taste good?" - I was gonna milk everything I could out of that situation.

"Erm... argh... I’m not… sure." - She kind of avoided, but still kept going. - "It's like... very... assy."

Before I could interject, she quickly adds.

"Don’t be mad at me, Mr. Archer! Please! I swear I'm not sassing again, it’s just… it tastes a lot like it smells… and it smells...

"Like ass?"

"I don't know how else to put it, I'm sorry, It’s not like anything else that I’ve tried before."

Oh god, that girl was apologizing after licking my ass.

"That’s alright, there's no right or wrong, ok baby? How sweaty was I?" - I amend.

Scratching her cheeks, Alice pauses. She hadn't been paying attention to all of those details, obviously. But then again, it didn't matter. I just wanted to imprint on my mind the memories of her describing the taste of my summer ass to me. God knows of I'd ever experience it again.

"A bit? Ok..." - With a big wipe of her lips, she ends. - "A lot. It's everywhere..." - My proud ass-licker explains, smiling shyly afterwards, doing her best not to have me think she didn't accept me.

"Poor, baby." - I mock her lovingly, petting her fiery hair. - "Will you do me one last favor, though, sweetie? Swish all that around in your mouth. Use your tongue, spread it as much you can, ok?"

Yes, I'm evil. Yes, I'd do it again. She makes me feel like a God. Mesmerizingly, Alice doesn’t even question the weirdness of my ask and I get to watch her swish all that nastiness in her little mouth.

"How about now? Can you taste me better? How does your boyfriend’s sweaty asshole taste?" - I put it blatantly. Unfortunately for me, she doesn't even pay attention to my words.

"Woah!" – She howls, making all sorts of funny faces. – "Omg! It's SO strong... SO strong! Clheghue! It's so bitter... on the back of my tongue... so bitter! Yehcghl!" – It was a joy to watch her.

"So… my ass tastes… bitter?" - I casually ask.

"Pfff, u-huh! SO fucking bitter!" - She repeats, opening and closing her mouth. - "There's taste buds for bitterness in the back of the tongue, I guess it makes sense..." - My biology genius was so sexy.

"So... on a scale of 1 to 10… how does your boyfriend's sweaty ass taste?" - It was too much fun to stop.

"Ehm… I don't... like a… f... four? Please don't be mad! You asked and... I don’t wanna lie…"

"That's alright, darling. I'm not asking you to lie, quite the opposite..." - It didn't even bother me she'd hated the taste. In fact... it kinda made it all hotter for some reason.

"It kinda... in a weird way... it's kinda like a really, really strong dark chocolate..." - She continues on her own.

"Not a fan of dark chocolate?"

"It’s not my fav… it's ok." - She lies.

"Alice, it's ok. You’re just being honest, like I asked" - I say with a kind smile.

"But I mean… it’s not only… it sort of... it tastes very different..."

"Different?"

"Yea... sort of like... I don't even know..."

"Try." - I encourage lovingly.

"Ehm... like... the juice is really bitter. But, the... sweat? That's pretty salty."

"Bitter and salty? Hmmm and do you like salty snacks?" - I joke, having a blast.

"I love salty snacks!" - She jumps to reply, happy to give a positove answer. And seemingly forgetting to what I wad referring.

"So... on a scale from…"

"Seven!"

"Hmmm, not bad, not bad…"

"But then... there’s also... the.. butt."

"You mean my asshole?" - I correct her. But Alice was so lost in her own conjectures that she barely pays any mind.

"Yea..." - She carries on. – "That's more like... mushrooms?"

"Hahahah" - I couldn't hold back. - "Mushrooms, Alice?!"

"Hahah, yeah... like my grandma makes it for us every summer. Like… those wild mushrooms, you know? The dark ones from the forest? It kinda reminds me a bit of the soup she makes…"

"Ok, I was sweaty, but it's hardly enough juice for a soup, Alice!" - I joke, now that the mood was lighter.

"You’re so silly, Mr. Archer! I'm not even talking about the juices! Plus... that would be one bitter-ass soup anyway..." - She wittily jokes back.

"Hahaha, and we both know you don’t like bitterness!"

"Not so much… but I love mushrooms!"

"You do? Like on a scale...?"

"Hmmm… eight! So… a... 6.5 overall?" – Said Alice giggling. I don't know the exact reason, but the fact that she could laugh as she rated the taste of my asshole really put her on a new level in my mind.

"More like 6.3! I guess I could do worse… 6.5 for sweaty ass soup? I can live with that…"

"U-huh!" – She agrees, excited to have increased my ass grade.

"Oh... I forgot to ask you the most important question, though…" - I mention with a serious expression.

"W... what's that?"

"How did it feel? You know, finally doing it?"

"It felt... good… it felt good?"

"Sounds like you’re... not so sure."

"No, it… felt good, Mr. Archer, I promise. It was very... different…"

"Different?"

"Different… but sort of in a good way."

"Sort of?" - I annoyed her a bit more.

"Yea... sort of. But in a good way…"

"So... are you saying you sort of enjoyed it?"

"Hmm, I just felt like... like I was being a good girlfriend... that was my favorite part. Except when I thought I’d hurt you…"

"Darling, your tongue could never hurt me. You gave me more pleasure than any girlfriend I've ever had…"

"Really?!"

"You don’t even know, Alice..." – I said to a now cheerful girl. – "But the most important thing is that you’re happy you did it. Are you happy you licked my ass, sweetie?"

"U-huh! I can’t believe... I just did that!" - Finally she showed signs of being a less than perfect sex devil. Finally a half-normal reaction. - "I never thought I’d…"

"Me neither! You keep amazing me, Alice! And you know what? From my experience… dark chocolate is something of an acquired taste…" - I say, gently caressing her lips, lesding her to smile at me… she knew what I wanted next.