from one hip to the other, and back again; each pass across her smooth, firm belly a bit lower than the last, until, finally, I was at the edges of her rustred pubic hair.
From that point, I slowly reduced the range of my attentions, gradually retreating from her hips back toward her mons. As I moved down her, her legs slowly spread, making room for me, and opening herself up to my ministrations – and as I got closer to the center of her desire, I also caught the heady aroma of her arousal: sweet and musky at the same time.
With my mouth now so near my target, I casually altered what I was doing, so that I eased into applying a series of soft, sucking kisses to her skin, following the edge of her pubis, until I was between her legs.
From there, it was along the insides of her thigh – both of them spread and drawn up – to her knee, then back up to her pubis, and the same pattern down to the other knee, and back to her belly.
Again, I carefully narrowed the range of my attentions, and their focus, until, at last, I was faced with her womanly blossom.
As I prepared to take my first sample of it, I delighted in the sight she presented: the dark pink of her labia were easily seen through the dense, but short, mass of hair covering her mons; her small clitoral hood was barely visible. Looking more closely, I could see that she was already quite wet inside, judging by the little pearls of lubrication I could see between them.
When she felt my warm breath as I moved to taste her for the first time, she raised her pelvis, offering herself up to me. As my tongue dipped down, it passed through her hair, I found it to be incredibly soft and luxuriant.
She started slightly in surprise at the first touch of my tongue, but didn't try to move away from me – indeed, she tried to lift her hips even more to increase the contact. I drew my tongue between her labia, bottom to top; separating them and drawing in the beads of her wetness that I'd seen before -and found them to be as sweet and musky as she'd smelled. As I did that, she released a moan of pure desire, ending it on a note of disappointment as we lost contact.
It came back quickly enough, though, when I repeated what I'd just done, the tip of my tongue sliding ever so slightly deeper into her as I did.
She gasped in frustration when I paused a moment to look at her again; I saw that her labia had darkened even more, and that her obviously small clitoris had finally started to make it's appearance.
Thus encouraged, I quickly resumed my efforts; even expanding them to run my tongue gently across her clitoris, and drawing a satisfied groan from her. I went on like that for some time, gradually deepening the penetration of her vagina with my tongue before allowing it to flick across her rapidly-erecting clitoris. Finally, I simply couldn't resist it any longer, and as I slid my tongue toward her opening again, pointed it and slid it into her, slowly, as far as I could manage. I quickly discovered that she was nearly overflowing inside from the copious lubrication she'd generated; and her response to my efforts was to tighten her thighs against my head as she loosed a groan of pure pleasure.
I slid it in and out of her several times, as though fucking her with it, as she tightened and relaxed her thighs in time with my actions.
After a bit, I went back to licking at her, then fluttering my tongue across her clitoris – something that seemed to please her immensely.
Before long, I was almost completely focused on her clitoris – and bringing her closer and closer to orgasm in the process.
I could tell that she was getting close, but I was still surprised when she suddenly called out 'Oh! Oh! Oh!', followed by almost freezing as her release overtook her. I could feel the entrance to her vagina move as the waves of her orgasm ran through her; as they did, I applied a bit more pressure to her clitoris to help make it more intense for her.
After the last tremor had passed through her, I paused, to let her get her senses and breath back – but when I felt her stirring, resumed my efforts; licking at her labia, taking them between my lips and gently sucking on them, softly twirling her clitoris with my tongue.
Her arousal quickly reached its previous level – and then started easing higher. After a couple of minutes, I heard her trying to speak.
'L… Let… Let me do… you too!'
I stopped what I was doing to her, and sat up so I could change position. Looking down at her, I could see that from nipples to shoulders to face, she was dark with the blush of her arousal – and her eyes were hooded with the desire she was feeling.
I twisted around, so that my legs were toward her head, and slid myself 'down', bringing my hips even with her head. She started to reach out for me, but stopped when I took her by the hips and pulled her on top of me, my head between her legs. She quickly pulled her knees up, resting her weight on them as they framed my head. She also got her elbows on the bed, and raised herself up so she could access my semi-erect penis.
Even before I could raise my head to continue my efforts, she had lowered hers – unhesitatingly taking me into her hand, then mouth, and applying a gentle suction. When I again touched my tongue to her, she allowed most of my length to slide from her lips, keeping only the glans in her mouth – and then licking and sucking on it.
As I erected in her mouth, I went back to licking and sucking on her labia, and dipping my tongue into the source of her nectar. It wasn't long before she had me completely hard, and when she did, went on to begin bobbing her head up and down, slowly, while continuing to apply a light suction, wetting over half my length with her saliva as she did so.
I gradually moved the focus of my attention from the entrance to her vagina, to her clitoris – rapidly flicking my tongue across it, taking it between my lips to gently 'nibble' on it, putting my mouth over it and rhythmically sucking on it. With the change, the speed that her excitement grew increased greatly. Before long, she was gasping around my member as it slid in and out of her mouth, and her hips began a slow hunching toward me. Not much after that, I could tell that she was approaching another orgasm – and promptly went back to her vaginal opening, where I could almost drink in the ample oils she'd produced.
I gave her time to draw back from the edge of her release, and then moved back to her clitoris. I again started moving her toward her release as she did her own part to stimulate me, and keep me aroused.
After a few minutes, I could again tell that she was nearing orgasm -but rather than stopping it, I opted to slow down how quickly I led her toward it. I slowly and gradually slowed down how I teased her and stimulated her, exchanging speed for intensity; her arousal wasn't growing as fast, but much more deeply, instead.
Ultimately, though, she did reach her release: she suddenly let my erection pop free of her lips, and threw her head back; releasing a low, guttural groan as I felt what must have been every muscle in her body tense. Just a moment later, a small wave of her sweet oils flowed across my lips, apparently released as her vaginal opening clasped at them. As the first wave of her climax washed through her, I continued my ministrations to her clitoris, only softening them, keeping them in time with the flutters of her labia. As the first spasm ended, she drew in a shuddering, gasping breath – and froze again, noiseless this time, as the second wave hit her. When it passed, her next breath was ragged, and she had barely taken it when the third spasm hit her.
With her fourth spasm, she was again able to make noise – of a sort: a high-pitched kind of humming sound. During the fifth, she groaned again; after that, she literally collapsed on me.
I quickly eased her over onto the bed, and checked her – her eyes were open, and she was breathing raggedly, but otherwise clearly out of it.
'Mabel!'
'Yes, sir?'
'Private intercom to Kelly.' That told Mabel that the message was to be delivered via intercom, and soon, but that Kelly was to be told that it was for her, alone. I knew Kelly would find a quiet spot away from the others to listen to it.
A slight pause, then'Recording.'
'Kelly, I need you to bring in some drinks, if you would. Robyn seems to have enjoyed things a bit more than I expected. End message.'
'Recorded. Message stored, Locating Kelly.'
'That's all.'
'Thank you, sir.'
A minute or so later, I heard a soft knocking at the door; I called out for Kelly to come on in. When the door opened, Robyn's eyes moved toward the motion, but she otherwise remained still.
