As I massaged between your parted legs, I had a view of the delicate opening of your sex. You have a light covering of downy hair on your Mons but the skin around your flushed pink lips is bare and clean. Seeing your pink feminine nether lips protruding from the light brown fluff, takes my breath away. Your pussy lips are like a work of art to me; they are the essence of femininity. Seeing your beautiful vaginal lips, slightly gapping open and glistening with desire, gets me harder than stone and makes my heart race.
After ten or fifteen minutes of gently kneading your weeping sex its opens for me like a sunflower basking in the warm rays of my love for you. Without being urged to, you part your legs wider, with out words you are saying here I am for you, give me pleasure and make me cum.
You guide my mouth to your sodden pussy lips urging me to sip the nectar of your desire. I kissed your yawning flower with great delicacy; your silken petals are indeed like the most ethereal petals of a flower. A heady exotic flower whose petals drip with sweet nectar; they are warm, sticky and vibrant hot pink. I kiss the folds exquisitely softly. I tease and touch the throat of your flower like I am a hummingbird fluttering in the scent of a delicate blossom. With extreme delicately I extract the sweet liquid reward that drools from deep inside of you.
I lay on my side and laid my head on your inner thigh and began to make love to your pussy lips with my lips and tongue. The more I kiss the more nectar flows from you. Soon my lips and mouth were covered with your honey. I continued to passionately kiss your warm wet vagina and lips, deliberately avoiding your clit. I “french kissed” the mouth of your vagina repeatedly penetrating it with my tongue. Furtively I drink your tangy essence from your yawning opening. It is sweet and tart like lemons, but it has a musky sweetness that is intoxicating. As I got lost in the complex taste and smell of your feminine crease, time and space disappeared. The walls of your inhibition crumble as you crave the pleasure that is now burning like a wildfire in the depths of your pussy.
As I explored and suckled the silken folds of your womanhood you are transformed from my demure lady to a wantom woman who craves vulgar pleasure. My relentless exploration was causing resonating bliss to spread in your vaginal canal. The exquisite sensation of orgasm was starting to collect inside of you, winding taut like a steel spring. You felt the pleasure building and you squirmed and gasped as it relentlessly inched into you.
Soon your hands were on the back of my head pushing me towards your clit. You tried to hump my mouth rubbing your pebble hard clit on my tongue. I knew that the longer I made you wait for a climax, the deeper, hard and intense the orgasm would be … so I continued to tease you by kissing and fondling your opening with my tongue. I resisted your pushing my mouth towards your clit and minimized the effect of your humping by grasping your soft ass cheeks with both of my hands and holding my mouth firmly against your soft wet vaginal opening and moved with it. I was suckling your pussy mouth as you lay on your back and twerked against my mouth. I was riding your rising and falling pelvis to deny you the friction you needed to give you the sweet relief that you craved. The liquid of your lust was running out of you, I licked it up and swallowed it as quickly as it came.
The divine sensation was no longer creeping into you, it was a torrent that was flooding your aching pussy. You could feel it swelling in you; just as you thought your pussy couldn’t hold any more pleasure it did; wave after wave of delightful sensation crammed into your trembling vagina, and another, and another and another. Your pussy mouth was quivering like jelly, and you could hardly breathe as the pleasure that was filling you was taking control of your body. It was as if the orgasm had roots in the wet soft skin deep inside your vagina and they were sinking deep into your aching flesh, and spreading as the orgasm that was imminent prepared to suck your very soul from your convulsing sex.
I could hear your breathing getting very coarse and irregular; it was hard for you to maintain your lady like compsure. You began to mumble filthy confessions under your breath. I couldn’t really make out what you were saying. The orgasmic tension had filled your pussy and had hardened inside you. Your soft sweet feminine vagina had been transformed into a wound steel sex machine whose sole function was thunderous climax, and it was quivering in anticipation of that desperately needed climax. I knew it was time to push you over the edge. I shifted my lips up to your clit, which was now aching with pleasure; it was fully exposed from under its hood. I knew that as horny as you were you would relish the suction of my sweet lip on you electrified bud.
I latched onto your hardened girl nub, like a milking machine sucks on a cows udder. I sucked your entire clit into my mouth and wrapped my tongue around it and began to rhythmically suck and release it. It was if you were fucking my mouth with your clit. You gasped and shuddered as I tugged on it. In less than a minute of my sucking on it I released it with a pop, you gasped and squirmed.. I then ran my tongue along the sides of your vaginal opening pressing hard against the sides to stimulate the legs of your clit, working my tongue up to the underside of your glistening pearl. This made you stop your thrusting and lay there stock still as the rising tide of pleasure filled your head.
I took my head off of your thigh and kneeled on the bed between your knees. I raised your legs, exposing your asshole and vagina; I then opened your gaping lady lips wider than they already were and began to softly tell you exactly what I was going to do to you. I told you how it was going to relentlessly drive you to a gut twisting orgasm. I finished with telling you what a dirty girl you were and how you no longer controlled your own body. I was going to force such pleasure into you that you would lose all sense of reality.
I told you that I was going to watch you squirm in divine agony as the orgasm ripped your soul from your body and caused a stream of your cum to wet the sheets beneath you. I then opened your vagina and inserted two fingers inside you. Your g spot was bulging and begging to be caressed. I began to massage it firmly, which caused you to exhale, shudder and thrust your pelvis to meet my fingers. I then slid my other hand to the top of your vulva and pulled the hood away from your clit. I lowered my face to the raw - wet heat of your cunt and lowered my hot mouth to your clit again. I drew it into my mouth as you inhaled sharply and I began to suck it with renewed fervor. I speeded up the rubbing of your g spot as I suckled your glans, cradling it in the soft wet caress of my tongue. You began to jerkily hump my face and breathe in stolen gasps.
After two or three minutes of this you couldn’t bear any more. You pushed my face against the mouth of your vagina. Your brain told you that bliss was imminent and you needed to deliver it from the depth of your femininity into my waiting mouth. In seconds you felt the pulsing start. First it was a faint but then it locked onto your sodden canal and began to rhythmically squeeze and release the big sexy penis that you fantasized was buried in you. As your pussy spasmed and pulsed your asshole contracted in a syncopated time to the squeezing in your pussy. The orgasm was exploding inside of you as you grunted and thrust her pelvis forward against my face in vulgar elegance.
You pressed against me even harder and squeezed my fingers hard inside of you. Your guttural grunt turned into a groan and you thrust your pelvis forward again and held my face against your pussy as you gasped and shuddered. The warm sweet girl cum was flowing out of your peach.
After three or four contractions I sensed that you were starting to come down; I decided to push you into a second orgasm. I removed my mouth from your clit and let you desensitize a little. But I didn’t let up on what I was doing to the inside of your pussy. I began to firmly caress and massage your swollen g spot. In response to the pressure of my fingers on the glowing coal of desire in your pussy, you arched your back, stiffened, closed your eyes, inhaled and mumbled . . . . “You are going to make me fucking cum again my sexy man. Oh my fucking god”. You barely got that out and gasped a last gulp of air as the second orgasm grasped the tender flesh of your femininity and squeezed such bliss from it that I thought you might faint. You gasped and uttered a string of mumbled curses as you fucked my fingers, humping them wildly. I withdrew the hood of your quivering clitty again and latched back on to it. The contact of my demanding mouth on the sensitive bud stiffened you into a board. You were overwhelmed with pleasure.
The waves were washing back and forth through you. The pleasure was so profound you could barely cope with it, but it didn’t matter as you couldn’t move anyway. I sucked and pulled on your clit, rubbing my tongue against the underside of it as the mouth of your vagina fluttered ands pulsed with each ecstatic contraction. You acknowledged each spasm with a repeated exclamation of: “oh my god, oh my god, oh my god” and then you squealed and shuddered as the final hard pulse of the second orgasm wrenched the last ounce of bliss it could find in your vagina and pulled it from you in sweet agony.
I raised my head and watched the unbelievably erotic sight of a beautiful girl lost in the final throws of a hard climax.
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