I felt him pull me up and push his face closer to my shaved pussy. His tongue darted inside my body and licked upwards.
I mumbled something but I have no idea what it was or what I might have been trying to say.
His attention to my pussy was delicate and deliberate and every few seconds he would emit a low growl which told me how much he loved my smell… my taste… my softness.
Just when I thought he couldn’t do anything to make me feel better… he did!
Raising his head up from my thighs I felt his fingers part my lips and hold them open.
His tongue, so gentle, so deliciously soft… touched the tip of my clit and looped under it. His moustache grazed the top of my slit and I moaned… Noisily.
How long he played with my clit I have no idea. Slipping and sliding, meandering and snaking his way in and around me he stayed there until I was ready to explode.
My hips began to buck. I gyrated against his face. Each of my movements was countered by his mouth and tongue.
Heat began building in the center of my body as if a tiny volcano had suddenly appeared.
I cried out loudly (Really Loudly) trying to form words that I simply couldn't utter. What I said was unintelligible even to me.
Grabbing the bed sheets I rolled them into my fists and pulled myself closer to the edge of the bed.
“I’m cumming,” I suddenly whispered – my voice having no more strength that that of a dandelion floating on the wind.
Burying his face even deeper between my thighs he wrapped both his lips around my pearl and sucked – HARD. At the same time he began flicking his tongue up and down and side to side against just the tip of my clit.
I lifted up by body up from the bed, gripped the sides of his face and pushed him as flat against my pussy as I could.
My teeth clenched. I could feel my face turn red as I held my breath and, then…
RELEASE!
From somewhere in the center of my soul an orgasm roared.
A growl from my throat turned into a hiss that escaped from my lips. He didn’t stop licking.
It was torture.
It was agony.
It…
Was…
Glorious!
For a second time my body convulsed.
Another orgasm furiously tore through me. I began hitting him on his shoulders as he made me cum.
Finally, with one last flick of his tongue, his mouth freed itself from me.
He stood up. His erection was at its fullest. I wanted him inside me SO badly…
The Climax
Hot Like Coffee
I smiled at the lovely woman before me. She lay on the bed, her legs splayed wide and her face still red from her last orgasm. Sweat poured from my brow and my heart raced – anticipating how good fucking her was going to feel.
My heart raced with anticipation. I wanted to be inside her SO badly…
Quickly I discarded my torn shirt. Cool air bathed my back which was slightly wet from the perspiration where Traci’s legs had been.
Putting her legs around my waist, I pulled my lady up from the bed so that her hands wrapped around my neck. Nearly eye to eye, I kissed her.
My face, wet from eating her out, pressed into hers and our lips nibbled and noshed at each other as if we were trying to consume the other. My dick, already solid, began to ache when I realized that she was enjoying her taste as much as I had.
I smiled at the thought of her tasting herself.
Our lips sandwiched once again until I pulled away from her face and waited until her eyes opened.
Scooting closer to her, I took my cock in my hand and pushed it against her wet pussy. Pulling it up and pushing it down I slid the entire length of her slit. Each time I came close to her clit she trembled and when I passed over the opening to her center she closed her eyes and tried pushing forward.
With my eyes locked on hers I raised my eyebrows and titled my head upwards. I was asking, without words, if she was ready for me to be inside her.
“Yes,” she said in tone that sounded to me like pleading.
Grabbing her thighs I lifted her ever so slightly. My cock slipped inside of her… just the head.
“Fuck,” I tried to say loudly but it was my turn to lose my voice.
Her body was so damnably hot and incredibly tight.
Even though I wanted to slam into her I didn’t. Inch by inch, each time followed by a slight rocking of our bodies, I entered her.
I held her body close to me with one hand and with the other, I took her hands from around my neck and placed them on her pussy.
“Play with yourself,” I told her with a smile.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied after twice trying to get the words out.
Seeing her fingers twirling around her clit, pressing into her vulva and going back and forth inside the lips of her pussy was almost more than I could take. I loved watching Traci pleasure herself. The expressions and the gasps she made were music to my ears.
I slid in and out of her body and I watched my shaft immediately begin to glisten from her juices. Her pussy pulled and tugged on my cock as I increased my tempo.
‘I Like It Heavy’ by Halestrom started blaring out of the table side speaker. It was the perfect song.
Traci looked at me with a bit of confusion when I suddenly changed my rhythm. It took her a
