janglydangly
Experienced
- Joined
- Jan 25, 2004
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As she parts her knees, I feel the warmth of her sex caress my face as I draw my head down towards her, the slight bristle of my evening facial hair tingling her thighs as I kiss my way lower. As my mouth gets in range, my tongue extends between parted lips and drags and then flicks once across her clitoral hood; a tempting, teasing preview of what is to come. For now, though, my tongue traces its way along the full length of her labia; the left one in a downward stroke, the right upwards. Repeating this action several times, the smooth, silky ever-moistening flesh against my tongue fills my lips and tongue with a feral desire for more, until the final upward stroke continues up to her clitoris. In a frenzied desire to gorge on the soft, warm flesh my tongue presses flat against her clit, pushing as hard as it can against it. It attaches itself, and while the tongue doesn't move my head jerks up and down, side to side, and in circles, constantly changing the point of pressure against the little bulb of clitoris in my mouth.
My lips join in, wrapping themselves around the hood of her clit, sucking it inside my mouth where my tongue lavishes across it. By now, her hips are uncontrollably grinding her genitals into my face. I release the grip my lips have on her clit, be-stilling my head and tongue, allowing her to pleasure herself against my face, coating me with the slimy, juicy fruits of my endeavours. Every once in a while, she holds the back of my head and forces herself on to my mouth as if to demand my tongue enters her. As I oblige, she grips my head with her thighs, temporarily deafening me to her panting, moaning breath as thigh muscle seals my ears.
As climax approaches, I push two fingers quickly and unexpectedly inside her. The extra arousal is too much for her to bear, and I set my tongue and lips to action again on her clitoris whilst my fingers squirm around inside her. As she orgasms, my fingers ease slowly to a halt, dredging every last ecstatic contraction. She takes hold of my hand and eases my fingers out of her hole, before lifting them to her mouth and compulsively cleaning them of her juices with her own tongue.
My lips join in, wrapping themselves around the hood of her clit, sucking it inside my mouth where my tongue lavishes across it. By now, her hips are uncontrollably grinding her genitals into my face. I release the grip my lips have on her clit, be-stilling my head and tongue, allowing her to pleasure herself against my face, coating me with the slimy, juicy fruits of my endeavours. Every once in a while, she holds the back of my head and forces herself on to my mouth as if to demand my tongue enters her. As I oblige, she grips my head with her thighs, temporarily deafening me to her panting, moaning breath as thigh muscle seals my ears.
As climax approaches, I push two fingers quickly and unexpectedly inside her. The extra arousal is too much for her to bear, and I set my tongue and lips to action again on her clitoris whilst my fingers squirm around inside her. As she orgasms, my fingers ease slowly to a halt, dredging every last ecstatic contraction. She takes hold of my hand and eases my fingers out of her hole, before lifting them to her mouth and compulsively cleaning them of her juices with her own tongue.
