quickened as she readily foresaw the ultimate goal of his climbing touch.
Jolts of electric excitement volted through her body as he probed the quiescent nipple seated atop the fleshy crest. Lightly, he tapped at the little button bringing it to glowing life. His fingers swirled over the rubbery nubbin stiffening it to a jutting bud that stood erect and hard.
Likewise her breathing was sharp and her chest heaved hard.
Simultaneously, he tweaked at the one nipple possessed by his hand with his forefinger and thumb, while his mouth unexpectedly leaped from the softness of her sensitive, pleasure-arched throat to the opposing nipple perched sleepily on her unattended tit. Her moans came as abrupt, piteous little cries at his sudden oral attack. Her thigh eagerly pressed at his swollen prick and lasciviously rubbed its length.
Using his teeth to nibble, his tongue to lick, and his lips to caress, he had the lifeless bud of flesh aroused stiff and throbbing in record time. Moaning uncontrollably under the dual sensations commanding her breasts, she arched toward him. Responding, his mouth opened and accepted the ponderous bulk of tit that was offered. At the same time, his hand closed around the opposite mound and squeezed tightly.
Sucking and licking with earnest vigour at one of the titillating orbs, he kneaded the yielding flesh of the other. Over and over his fingers dug into the pliable globe that strained into his encompassing palm.
Molding the breast to his wishes, he rolled and tugged and squeezed. Her heated belly rose and pressed against his side, demanding the attention it so desperately wanted.
In a manoeuver that took her breath away, he pulled his lips away from her breast with a loud sucking sound and dropped to the sleek plain of her stomach. Kissing and licking his way over and across the summery flesh, pausing momentarily to drill into the little, dark well of her navel, he fanned new waves of quivery trembles in the body under him.
The eagerly exploring fingers and warm palm of his hands relinquished its dominance of her other breast and slid down the gentle slope of her side. As he had done on their first night together, he stopped upon reaching her thigh. Again he stroked over the quivering flesh until her legs opened to him in submission to his will.
His tongue drifted and mingled through the silken red down covering her vulva. Her whimpering fevered pants rose to an increased intensity as she suddenly realized the full intent of his actions. As both his hands soothed over the velvet smoothness of her willingly opened thighs, her own hands entangled their fingers in his hair. Her groans were quite profuse.
Flicking his attention-demanding tongue in and out of his mouth, he moved over the triangular patch of chestnut bushed on her vulva. His lips wetly kissed and taunted at the trembling skin beneath. If she had any doubt as to his plans, he wanted them washed away. If she wondered in the slightest as to his intents, he wanted all doubt blocked out.
But she had no doubts. She only moaned in very eager anticipation of the new carnal thrills his roving mouth offered.
Every aroused and waiting muscle in her young body jerked rigid as his tongue made intimate contact with the moist cleft of her cunt. Her pelvis twitched upward to his lips, inviting him to further oral probings. She moaned low and loud from the depths of her throat.
But he ignored the tender morsel of woman flesh held before him. Instead he continued his pleasure-laden tauntings at the lips of her pouting pussy.
Using only the moist tip of his tongue, he traced his way up and down the plump outer lips of her labia, never once dipping into the slash that formed the mouth of her vagina. He thrilled as his fingers, still rubbing softly on her inner thighs, felt her taut muscles relax under a barrage of tongue flourishes. She was his-completely. Now at this moment, nothing mattered, nothing but where his mouth would move next.
He moved to the quivering cleft of her cunt. His lips kissed it warmly as if the thick wanton lips were those of her mouth. Over and over he firmly kissed up and down the deep slit from top to bottom. The saline flavour of her flowing juices covered his lips and entered his mouth. He savoured the slightly musky tasting feminine lubricants. They were far from offensive. In fact there was only one way to describe the taste-womanly.
Unable to remain passive as he persisted in his engrossing oral ministrations, her hands pressured his bead toward the yearning hole that screamed for him. Her hips arched up, offering and pleading for his entrance.
But again, he was not to be rushed. His sole purpose was to give this delightful girl every possible pleasure his tongue and mouth could provide. He wanted to whip her body with new sensation upon new sensation. He wanted her every nerve begging for his entry.
Once again extending his tonguetip, he ran it up and down the deep crease of her sex, enjoying the warmth of the thick juices welling there. He tickled and teased, trying to open the plump outer cuntal lips. When at last they pouted open enough to expose the scalloped folds of her inner lips, he lapped up and down the pink slash. His hungry tongue worked like a bear's having discovered a hive laden with sweet, thick honey.
Leaving the throbbing inner lips quivering for more, he directed his attention to the nubbin of pleasure he had purposely ignored until this moment. Licking his way upward, he found the extended tiny button of her clitoris. Tenderly he twirled the tip of his tongue around the penis-imitating node of flesh. The actions ignited waves of passion in the super-sensitive little organ, which in turn, took complete control of the girl's body. She jerked and writhed. Her lips cried out in desire and lust.
Then and only then, did he stab his tongue into the humid cavern of her vagina. She went wild, bucking and bunching into his face, trying to drill the touch of his plunging oral digit deeper into her belly's heat.
In and out he lashed, using his tongue like a miniature cock. He licked and lapped at her cunt as she abandoned herself to the lightning bolts of passion searing through her body.
He sucked at her, draining the thick fluids from her channel and swallowed them. Then he lunged back into her with his tongue. As she twisted and writhed, he swirled over the velvet-like folds of her inner channel. He plunged deeply into the honey cleft trying to attain the depths first opened by his shaft. An impossible task, but she moaned and groaned with delight under the attempt.
Abruptly, he withdrew his tongue and allowed it to return its attentions to the stiff button of her clit. Easily, he slithered a finger into the tunnel vacated by his tongue and continued the in-out motions. Her hips picked up the increasing rhythm and helped as he finger-fucked her hot and hungry hole.
Moving his head slightly to stay in touch with her frantic, growing hunching, he licked and lapped at the near- bursting clit. Like an oral whip, he lashed at the button, pounding it with pleasure. Then in another of his sudden moves, his lips clutched the throbby length of clit and he sucked and nibbled at it.
She could endure no more! Her sensation-laden body had reached its overload limit and she exploded in the multi-coloured universe of orgasm. Groaning and crying out in pleasure, her hand pulled his mouth from her clit that would soon be aching from pain and not pleasure if he continued his almost torturous licking and sucking.
Completely understanding her near desperation, he withdrew after one last tender kiss to her cunt. However, with the same understanding of her need, he increased the thrustings of his finger, pounding it into the contracting folds of hot pussy.
She now surrendered herself totally to the pleasure of her release.
Racing along the red hot nerve endings from her loins to her brain, kaleidoscopic colours flashed and burst with increasing speed until they blended into white, hot light. She soared higher and higher, flung from wave to wave of passion. Like a nebula of expanding sensation, the white light exploded into a starburst of unknown colours, driving her deeper into sexual oblivion.
As if under a control of its own, her body thrashed wildly atop the white bed she was on. Tremor after tremor racked her pleasure-filled body. Growing in intensity, tremors gave way to full-fledged flesh-quakes of complete release. Her cries and groans, directed by the same frantic climax that held her body, filled the room.
In a loud, wet sucking sound, he pulled his finger from the gripping hole of her passion and rose. His cock was hard and pulsing. Moving to the foot of the bed, he could easily see the target of his lust between the girl's spread and trembling thighs. Washed by the flow of her own lubricants, her cuntal lips were wet, pouting, pink and ready. The red mist of fleece covering her sex glistened with the same thick juices.
He reached out and took hold of her small, delicate ankles and eased her to him. She moaned, but didn't seem aware of what was happening.
Positioning her perky, pinkly blushed ass on the edge of the oval bed, he glanced once more to her quivering cunt. In inviting fashion, the outer lips of her labia flowered open to him. Within the wet slit, he could see the scalloped folds of the trembling inner lips of her pussy.
