hip to the crease where her leg joined her body, across her mons – pausing to give her a brief, soft swipe of my tongue – to the other crease, and back up to the other hip.
Again, the change in focus; but this time, the ends of the arc were gradually withdrawn, rather than moved, so that I paid more and more homage to the very definition of her femininity.
By this time, she was panting with her excitement; a glance up revealed that she'd developed a blush of arousal as deep as any I'd ever seen.
Her hands traveled between her own breasts, and my head, where she tried to direct me into providing more pressure in my attentions to her labia and clitoris. But the state she was in, she simply didn't have the focus or strength to accomplish it; instead, she had to content herself with letting me continue narrowing my focus on her highly visible clitoris, and slightly protruding, darkened glistening inner lips as I carefully licked and sucked her plentiful essences from them as she slowly hunched herself up toward me. I focused on her clitoris, and each time I felt her getting close to release, would move my attentions to her labia – taking them into my mouth to clean them, tracing their outlines with a tongue-tip, or simply forming a rod with my tongue, and using it to press into her vagina as far as I could, literally fucking her with it.
Then, as each of her near-peaks smoothed into an even higher plateau, I'd return to her clitoris, easing her to a new, higher, level. Several times I repeated the cycle, until, finally, she gasped 'Oh, Dan! Please!
Don't stop! I need it!'. With that entreaty, I couldn't tease her any more, and continued my focus on her clitoris until I finally nudged her into the precipice of her release. She literally screamed as her orgasm hit; with each spasm, I would apply slightly increased suction on her clitoral area, nudging her into even stronger cycles of tension-and-release. Finally, as her orgasm tapered off, she pushed at me to let me know I could stop, while she lay there, gasping in an effort to get her breath back. I move so that I was laying next to her again, and held her in my arms.
When her breathing was approximately normal, she surprised me by quickly pushing me onto my back, and then climbing on top of me, holding my arms against the floor as she looked down at me as she said 'You are a Stinker! But now it's my turn!', with a lascivious smile.
That said, she leaned down a bit, licking her juices from where they'd wet my lips and chin, and even down onto my neck. Once satisfied that she'd gotten all the taste of herself off me, she went about doing much the same to me as I had to her, almost action for action. My climax, when she finally let me have it, was incredible.
Temporarily sated, we lay there for a while, just enjoying being next to each other, giving each other small caresses, kissing every so often, and so on.
As we regained our strength, though, our interest in each other increased as well; it wasn't all that long before we were again focused – deliberately stimulating and arousing – each other. After a bit, Jan moved over me, putting us in the classic '69' position; taking my semi-erect penis into her mouth, she began applying a gentle suction to it as she bobbed her head up and down on it. For my part, I was engaged in licking and sucking on her labia and clitoris, surprised at how rapidly, and thoroughly, she got wet. Neither of us seemed to be in any hurry to climax, so we both enjoyed the sensations we were getting, and the activity we were engaged in; I savored the taste of her female essence as it slowly flowed out of her, and the way that she was using her lips and tongue – and even teeth! – on my erect member.
Having climaxed so powerfully before, and with the handicap of being a guy, I was far behind her in the area of arousal – I wasn't anywhere
I stopped licking her labia, and touched her hip; she moved off me, turned around, and lay down on her back as I sat up. When I moved between her legs, she raised her knees a bit, tilting her pelvis slightly, giving me a better look at my target: the flower of her extended and slightly parted labia, glistening with her juices, outlining the entrance to her vagina.
Reaching down, I guided the head of my erection to her cleft, and slid it up and down a couple of times, re- wetting it, before wedging it partway into her entrance. When I did, she gasped a bit, and pressed herself up against me before parting her legs more, and raising her knees even farther. With the better access, I pressed myself forward, sliding into her until I slipped past the ring of muscles at her opening. I paused a moment; she reached down between us and opened herself to me. When she did that, I hunched myself forward, pushing deeper into her, slowly; her ample oils making it possible for me to bury myself in her in a single stroke, my balls finally coming to rest on her ass cheeks. We waited like that for several long, pleasurable moments before she hunched herself up slightly, pressing her clitoris against my pubic bone. Taking that as my cue, I withdrew from her, slowly, paused when I felt the ring of her vaginal mouth just behind my glans, and pushed back in again, a little faster. Again, we paused when I was fully inside her, but not as long; nor did she have to do anything to prod me into motion: I moved out of, then back into, her more quickly, paused briefly, then again, even faster.
After only a few times, I was pistoning in and out of her steadily. It wasn't forceful, or rapid, or anything like that; rather, it was a steady rhythm of firm contact, aimed at pleasing each other as we looked into each other's eyes.
Over the next several minutes, Jan's excitement increased considerably: she escalated from the occasional moan and gasp, to panting and groaning almost constantly, and even whining when I felt a number of intermittent spasms pass through her. Those spasms increased in frequency, and strength, until perhaps ten minutes after I first entered her, she had an orgasm. It wasn't anything special (if such a term can be used to describe an orgasm or climax!), so I simply kept up my thrusting motions into her, adding a little extra 'bump' when our pelvises met, causing an extra bit of pressure on her clitoris.
As her orgasm tapered off, she opened her eyes again, and seeing the sheen of sweat I'd developed, asked 'You're getting tired, a little?'
Not stopping my actions, I nodded, and she said 'If you'll let me up, you can do me from behind.'
My arms quivering slightly, I nodded my agreement (oxygen was precious at the time), and after making a couple of slow, steady thrusts into her, withdrew and sat back on my heels as she sat up, then got onto her hands and knees. Having caught my breath a bit, I said 'Thank you, dear.', to which she giggled, and replied 'My pleasure, sir!'.
Easing up behind her, I took my still slick penis in hand, and positioned it between her labia. Before I could release my grip, she rocked back, wrapping herself around nearly half my length. I quickly put my hands on her hips, and pressed my hips forward, finishing the task of embedding myself in her sheath. Securely positioned, I reached forward and down, taking her breasts in my hands, squeezing them and pinching her nipples as I easily resumed my previous rhythm, pumping in and out of her steadily, and perhaps a bit more quickly. Keeping one hand on the floor to steady herself, she used the other to reach between her legs, and begin rubbing her clitoris, and sliding her fingers on each side of my woman-wet penis as it stretched, then compressed, her inner lips.
It took her only a few minutes to have another – smaller – orgasm. When it started, she lowered herself onto her elbows, giving me a view of her anus clenching and relaxing as her spasms passed; it was a truly unique, and stimulating, view and experience.
With her on her elbows, I couldn't maintain my hold on her breasts, of course, and held her by the hips again, steadying them as my pace increased at the sight of her nether rosebud winking at me as her thin, glistening inner lips pulled away from her as I withdrew, then disappeared to guide me as I thrust back into her. Even though oh- so-tight, she was also so wet that I didn't have any difficulty hearing the liquid noises of our union. Getting an idea, I used a hand to collect some of the ample lubrication she was creating, and apply it to the blossom of her nether opening, massaging it in the process. As I did, she started moaning again, and flexing her back in time with my actions.
Several more times, I dipped down to replenish the supply, until I was finally able to slip the first digit of my finger into her. When I did, She orgasmed, clamping down on the finger in her rectum, her vagina flexing around my still-thrusting member. Taking advantage of the periods between her spasms, I easily managed to get my entire finger buried in her anus, and started wiggling it around. When I did that, she all but screamed in pleasure, and pressed herself back against me, trying to get as much of my penis and finger inside her as she possibly could.
When she finally came down off her peak, she all but collapsed; I had to hold her up long enough to remove my finger – twisting it a bit in the process, causing a series of aftershocks in her – before guiding us both down; she on
