How on earth do I describe Mark? He had to be one of the strangest yet most interesting guys I ever dated if you could call what we did date. All he wanted to do was hang out and party. Never wanted to go anywhere or do anything except party. Mark was a tall red head with even less inhibitions than myself and I didn’t have very many so I should have figured he’d be trouble. I first met him at Tim my friend and co-worker’s house. I was attracted to his intellect and I loved how tall he was at six feet two inches. I’ve always been more attracted to personality rather than looks so I thought I’d try to get to know him better.
He had a tendency to just blurt out the most inappropriate statements at any given time. It kind of made staying home and partying preferable to going out in public. He was also into experimenting with hard drugs a little too much for me though he never did enough to become addicted or to cause himself any problems. Experimenting with drugs to Mark was like doing a science project. He was really quite scientific about the whole thing researching his contraband to make sure he would use it properly to achieve the desired effect but never suffer the consequences of addition. I always liked a cocktail and a doobie but wanted nothing to do with heroin or cocaine or whatever else he might have. Sometimes I didn’t know what the heck he was on. He would offer me whatever the drug of choice was for the night but I wasn’t interested. There was however a fun little side effect to Mark getting shit faced on all that stuff. It made him very kinky! Sometimes he didn’t even remember what he did the night before.
Mark had a great big cock that was curved like a banana when he had a big boner. He’d slam me so hard with that huge thing my guts would be sore the next day. When my English boss I was fooling around with sucking his cock all the time made me to horny I'd call Mark my fuck buddy for a good lay. There was no miss understanding when I called, he knew exactly what I wanted. He always spent the night but took off first thing the next morning. I always wished he’d stick around awhile longer because I love a good fuck in the morning but he never did and that’s what made me eventually stop calling him.
One evening when he was particularly toasted his kinky side showed up. We were in bed and he was eating my pussy which I always enjoyed.
He said "You are cleanest girl I've ever been with."
I thought "What the hell kind of dirty girls have you been with?!?"
Pulling my outer lips open with his fingers and licking my clit then running his tongue up and down my slit drove me crazy. Each time he went down a little lower then he just started eating my ass hole. I mean really giving it a tongue lashing. A complete rim job. That was a first for me and it startled me a little but it felt so good. That tongue was circling my tight hole and making it quiver. Before I knew it my ass was cumming on his tongue! What a sensation that made my pussy so wet and tingly. I was really hot ready for the big schlong to pound me now. Mark finished up my pussy and ass with his skilled tongue then mounted me with my legs in the air and fucked my brains out. What great sex we had that night getting my pussy fucked by that big dick after having my little ass hole eaten out.
The next morning I figured he wouldn’t remember anything he had done so I asked him “How did you like eating my ass last night?”
He said "I didn’t do that!" vehemently with quite a surprised look on his face.
Oh yes he did! I was straight as a pin that night and remembered everything clearly. I didn’t mention it again because he was getting embarrassed but yes my crazy kinky Mark was an ass eater at least one night of his life.