something about what you have in your hand. You're getting me hot and horny again.'
'What we've been talking about is what's gotten you hot,' Nita teased.
'That, too. But I'd have gotten that way just from what you're doing. Will you do something about it?'
'You didn't get enough earlier tonight? You sure acted tired when we finished and your cock was empty. That's been only about half an hour.'
'So? I never get enough of you.' He pushed Nita onto her back and climbed over her. 'You're feeling it, too, aren't you, baby? You're getting just as excited as I am.'
She could feel his heavy breath warmly caressing her face. His body lay on hers lightly, trapping her without oppressing her. The wanting burned deep in her body. She slowly parted her lips and lifted her chin. His open mouth covered hers in a long, gentle, yet intensely demanding kiss.
'Mmmmmm… 'Nita murmured, letting herself go, getting into the mood of the moment. A certain breathless sweetness and warmth coursed throughout her entire being.
Billy began to twist and turn his lips skillfully against her, coaxing and teasing, subtly fueling the hot fire that ran through the underground river of her desire. His mouth held her attention while his hands began to search and explore, hunting out her erogenous zones. He'd learned them well during the past few days. His right hand traveled the shapely curve of her hip and made its way onto the succulent length of her thigh.
'Uuuuummmmmmm,' she murmured against his mouth, aware of what he was doing, inviting it silently by shifting her body so he could touch her better. Her hips wiggled and squirmed against the bed.
The thoughts she'd been expressing earlier were getting hazier and hazier now, her ability to think obliterated by the unbearably delicious vibrations that plucked at her senses, coaxing her deeper and deeper under their spell.
She could feel the full length of his body pressing against hers. Could feel his pelvis working back and forth in an insistent, sensuous rhythm. His breath became heavier and more uneven against her mouth. His lips nibbled and played skillfully up and down her neck, sending chills of pleasure coursing down the length of her spine.
Then his lips held her imprisoned again and his hands were suddenly everywhere, tantalizing her beyond endurance, touching her breasts, her belly, her inner thighs, reawakening every erotic nerve she possessed.
'Oh, oh, oh!' Nita gasped, writhing under his hot touch.
Billy lifted her lips gently and straightened her out on the bed, then spread her thighs apart with his hands. Nita sighed deeply and relaxed, letting him open her wide, getting her ready for him.
He lowered his head, gazing hungrily at the succulent pink flower of her snatch. It was dripping with nectar and throbbing with desire. He drew in a deep breath, inhaling the spicy-sweet garden aroma of her sex juice. His mouth watered in anticipation of the taste that that fragrance promised to yield to him.
He buried his tongue gently between the swollen petals of her down-covered labia and breathed out against her, flooding her aching cunt with the tantalizing hotness of his breath.
'Ahhhhh… 'Nita sighed, her back arching up off the bed in an instinctive spasm of reaction. Her eyelids fluttered and closed, her head fell back, her fingernails clawed at the sheet as a sudden deep wave of ecstasy washed over her.
His tongue began to move then, licking and stroking, lapping up the juice that dribbled out to meet him. The taste fired his senses, went to his head like alcohol, warmed his blood and set it to pounding harder than ever in his throbbing tool. He gasped and swallowed, gasped and swallowed, rasping his lapper at a steady pace along the full-fleshed slit.
'Ah, ah, aaaaauuuuuuggggggggg!' Nita exclaimed, lost completely in the wonderful feeling that was taking place between her legs. She had never imagined that having her pussy eaten would feel like this; this thrilling; this good!
Her belly rose and fell rapidly with little gasping breaths and her hips began to pick up the rhythm instinctively, answering the motions of his skillful licking. Her legs stretched and strained, the muscles contracting and releasing in the tension of desire, her thighs opening wider and wider for him, yielding to him. She could hear the soft slurping sounds of his tongue making wet, rhythmic contact with her juice-drenched cunt.
'Oh, baby,' Billy muttered gutturally. 'I love your pussy, love to drink your juice, suck your sweet snatch!'
'Then get it, lover! Suck it up! I love your mouth!' Nita croaked, her voice strained by passion.
She felt the puffy flesh of her labia throbbing and pulsating madly. Her arousal grew and grew. Prickling sensations flew like lightning over her entire body, a thousand or more invisible fingers caressing every inch of her naked flesh. Her tits jiggled and bounced as she twisted and writhed under his relentless mouth. She could feel her nipples puckering tightly of their own accord, stimulated by the thrilling waves and vibrations that rose from her cunt and rippled over her.
Then his tongue slithered upwards and centered itself on the sensitive bud of her clitoris. He used just the tip of his tongue at first, flicking softly and rapidly, teasing her unmercifully.
'Yes, baby! That's it! My God, that's it!'
When his tongue-touched her clit, she felt as if he had reached deep into her and caressed the very core of her being. A door flew open inside her. Her whole body expanded and wrapped itself around his lapper, which was the only part of him that existed at that moment. She pulled and pinched her nipples in her sexual delirium, unable to keep her hands still.
'Oh, Billy! You're wonderful, Billy! Simply wonderful! God, I love having my pussy eaten! Get it, Billy! GET ME OFF.'
He kept working at her clit, knowing full well what she was feeling, knowing that he was pleasing her to the ultimate, and that he was thereby making her his prisoner, in an inexplicable way. That was exactly where he wanted her-under his mouth and out of her mind with ecstasy. He believe that if he kept her, or any woman for that matter, totally satisfied, he would always be able to get between her legs whenever he wanted to. So far, that philosophy had not failed him.
He kept his tongue flicking up and down in a rapid tattoo on her love bud, coaxing it to rise up and beg for more. Her hips were beginning to swivel slightly against his face as her body started to respond completely to the sexual arousal. He slipped his hands under her, grasped her ass, and lifted her up against his face so he could drink more easily from her sexy chalice.
He felt her trembling and quivering grow more violent as her arousal grew, felt her legs stretch and widen, then close in to clutch him, imprisoning his head between the velvet walls of her thighs. Her clit began to jerk and dance for him, responding to each flick of his tongue with a spasm of pleasure.
Her shapely, rounded ass cheeks contracted in his hands as she forced her hips steadily upwards, forced her dripping snatch tighter to his face. He began to increase the friction and the pressure of his tongue. 'It's here, lover!' Nita groaned. 'Oh, God, it's here! I'm going to come now!'
Billy smiled inwardly and applied his tongue with more force to her hard, jerking love bud. He knew she was so close, mere seconds away from a hard climax. He pushed his face into the maw of her cunt with unbridled lust, his tongue and lips making obscene gobblings and smacking sounds as he urged her towards the finish line. He pressed on her clit as hard as he could, then eased off a little for the maximum effect.
Nita shoved her hips upward to meet him in total abandon. Suddenly her entire body was shaken with a violent tremor. Her clit grew mightily under his tongue.
'Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrggggggggg!' she screamed, feeling as if she was being torn limb from limb by the explosion that ripped through her flesh. In the past few days, her orgasms had become the most exhilarating, the most exquisite, the most unbelievable events she could imagine. She bucked and strained, letting it take her, letting it command her, abandoning herself completely.
At last she collapsed, gasping, momentarily uncertain whether she was still conscious. Perhaps it had been a dream-a wonderful, delicious dream from which she would wake to find her finger in her pussy instead of Billy's tongue. But she didn't wake up. She opened and closed her eyes several times in rapid movements. The room gradually swam back into focus. And there she was, lying on the bed on her back, her legs spread wide, wide open, with Billy on his stomach between them, licking his lips and grinning. Just as if he'd finished a fine, multi-course banquet rather than the feast he'd made of her pussy.
She pulled on his head, urging him to move up beside her. He did so as she turned onto her side so their naked bodies pressed together. He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her warmly.
'Oh, Billy, that was absolutely wonderful!' she whispered heatedly. 'It seems to get better every time you do it.'
