We went into the house and dumped our coats and bags on the
sofa and started kissing and holding each other close and tight. I slid my hands up the back of her shirt and
undid the clasp of her bra with a snap of my fingers. I stopped kissing her for
just a moment to pull her t-shirt over her head and she wriggled out of her
bra. I started kissing her again as
soon as she was done, then began kissing down her neck making my way to her
breasts and attacking her nipples.
"Hey,” she said, pouting at me, “Be nice, they’re
sensistive.” I smiled at her, ignoring
her request and going for them hard, quickly making her moan with
pleasure. “Oh that feels good,” she
muttered.
After a few minutes, I kissed my way down her belly, paying
particular attention to her navel. She
was wearing fabric shorts that clung to her like lycra, showing off every
gorgeous curve and there was a dark spot in the middle of her groin. I put my hands on her hips and kissed my way
down her shorts, then pulled them down, kissing the bare skin where it was
exposed. All I could hear was her heavy
breathing as I licked and kissed the wet gusset of her knickers. I slid them down too and I moved in closer
to her wet pussy lips. She put her
hands on my head so I decided to tease her a little. I moved my head, still licking and kissing, to the right slightly
and made my way past her pussy and down her leg to her ankle. She lifted her foot and I licked each toe,
sucking them into my mouth one-by-one.
Then I moved back up again, once more passing her pussy. I kept going, licking her belly, kissing her
right tit and sucking on the nipple and moved up to her mouth.
She looked at me and bit her lip. The lust was clear to see in her eyes. I kisser her hard, our tongues fighting, then broke off and
worked my way back down, attacking her left nipple and belly.
“No more,” she said, almost pleading and I moved down. I kissed around her pussy, I breathed over
it, I did everything but touch it with my tongue.
“No,” she said, “I’m naked, you need to get your kit off.”
I quickly stripped, and got back to where I was, kneeling in
front of her. I spread her legs and
kissed my way up her thighs to her pussy, which was, by now, leaking. I slid my tongue up her slit, tasting her
juices, manoeuvring my tongue as far as I could get it into her tight
pussy. I flicked it from side to side,
making her gasp, then moved up towards her clit. She held the back of my head again, her fingers twining in my
hair.
I slowly slid my tongue lightly over her clit and it made
her shudder. I quickly licked my middle
finger and slid it deep into her pussy, making her gasp and then went to work
on her clit, alternating between pressing my tongue and letting it lightly
glide. Up and down, side to side,
mixing it up, all the while slowly fucking her with my finger.
"Oh My God! That feels amazing! I don’t know if it’s
your tongue or your finger, but don’t stop!”
I moved us backwards, pushing her so that she sat down on
the edge of the sofa. I continued to
flick her clit in any direction I could think of, trying not to repeat my
movements. Occasionally I’d put my
whole mouth over it, sucking it in and flicking it around. She was moaning more now and wrapped her
legs around my head, pulling me deeper into her pussy.
“I’m cumming,” she gasped, “I’m cumming” and I just worked
harder. She groaned, her belly
shuddering as she came and more juice flowed from her pussy. As she released me from her leg lock, I
started tonguing the alphabet on her clit, but she stopped me.
“No,” she said, out of breath, “enough. Let me have a look at you now.”
She pushed me out from in between her legs and I fell back
onto the floor with my cock pointing straight up towards the ceiling. She
quickly knelt between my legs and took me all in her mouth, in one go, no
messing. She quickly got into a rhythm,
tonguing the head of my cock as she wanked it with one hand and played with my
balls with the other. She sucked me
like that, hard and fast, until I started to get those sensations in my balls.
“Lay down,” I said and she did, without questioning why I
wanted her to stop. She moved out from
between my legs and laid beside me. I
knelt up, licked her pussy again though it was more than wet enough, then
positioned myself between her legs.
Taking my weight on my arms, I put the head of my cock
against her pussy lips. I slid it up
and down a few times. “Tell me what you
want.”
“I want your cock.”
“Where?”
“In my pussy.”
As soon as she said it, I slid into her, making us both
gasp. I moved forward until I’d
bottomed out and started to thrust into her.
She wrapped her legs around me and crossed her arms over her belly,
which pushed her tits together and up.
I pawed at them, pulling on the nipples, tweaking them until she moaned.
I knew she was sensitive after I’d made her cum, so I spread
her legs and started to rub her clit.
She came almost immediately and it was so powerful that she almost lost
her breath. I kept flicking with my
thumb and she grabbed my hand away.
“No, I can’t take any more.” She was smiling but I understood. I moved her legs up to my shoulders and started sliding deeper
into her, making her gasp from the depth I was reaching.
She moved her body slightly and slid her arm under me,
tickling my balls. I moved into her
harder, literally slamming against her and she started to move her pussy
muscles, contracting them around my cock on every thrust.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, “I’m cumming.”
She grabbed my waist.
“Cum in me, Pete, cum in me.”
Her lips to my cock, as soon as she said it, I felt myself
go over the edge. I came hard, pumping
my spunk into her, thrusting for as long as I could. Finally, I relaxed my arms and dropped my head to her tits. We laid until my cock was soft in her pussy.
“Bloody hell, that was fucking intense.”
“Yeah, it was,” I said and moved to lay next to her.
“I want to go again.”
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