nudes-des-artiste in topic Lesbian Lounge
“Do it for me…like you did for her.”
As I suspected, this was the trigger. As I looked down at her she slowly put out her tongue and made a first faltering contact. Her touch was enough to start a flow which oozed over her chin but she did not demur. Now that she had the taste of me she grew more eager. She started to attack me with broad sweeps of her tongue and my labia swelled in appreciation.
The pillow ensured that her neck was not unduly strained and she adopted a leisurely, lazy, tempo. Her technique suggested hours of practise as she licked with just enough pressure to bring me pleasure but not enough to break the seal; then, every few minutes, she would press her tongue inwards and would swallow the dammed up reward of her labours.
After the intensity of my first climax the second took a long time to build but she was tuned in to my natural rhythm and knew just when to increase the pace. Her tongue began to work deeper, giving me that delicious feeling of being filled, and she seemed to make it swell at will.
I moaned my approval and she arched the very tip to caress a spot just behind my clitoris.
I do not know if she had been taught this, or if it was her own discovery, but the sensation was amazing. I kept my body still so that I could focus on that single breathtaking pressure point but the tension made me tremble. I had wanted to hold off from orgasm but it was too much to resist. As she strained to the utmost she moaned hot breath deep into my sex and then my muscles were no longer mine to command.
I came in a series of frenzied shudders but I managed to hold station as juices seemed to boil inside before exploding into her waiting mouth which she now sealed tightly to my sex. I literally saw spots before my eyes but, as I breasted the summit and started my gradual descent, I was again aware of her soothing tongue as she slowed to a gentle halt.
It took an effort to disengage from her and I flopped exhaustedly by her side. My body was damp with perspiration and it took some time for my breathing to return to normal. I guess I must have dozed because, when I next became aware, I found my face pressed to hers.
“Was it good?”
Her question took me a little aback.
“It was wonderful...”
Extracted from The Laura Effect by krr1957 on Literotica.com
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As I suspected, this was the trigger. As I looked down at her she slowly put out her tongue and made a first faltering contact. Her touch was enough to start a flow which oozed over her chin but she did not demur. Now that she had the taste of me she grew more eager. She started to attack me with broad sweeps of her tongue and my labia swelled in appreciation.
The pillow ensured that her neck was not unduly strained and she adopted a leisurely, lazy, tempo. Her technique suggested hours of practise as she licked with just enough pressure to bring me pleasure but not enough to break the seal; then, every few minutes, she would press her tongue inwards and would swallow the dammed up reward of her labours.
After the intensity of my first climax the second took a long time to build but she was tuned in to my natural rhythm and knew just when to increase the pace. Her tongue began to work deeper, giving me that delicious feeling of being filled, and she seemed to make it swell at will.
I moaned my approval and she arched the very tip to caress a spot just behind my clitoris.
I do not know if she had been taught this, or if it was her own discovery, but the sensation was amazing. I kept my body still so that I could focus on that single breathtaking pressure point but the tension made me tremble. I had wanted to hold off from orgasm but it was too much to resist. As she strained to the utmost she moaned hot breath deep into my sex and then my muscles were no longer mine to command.
I came in a series of frenzied shudders but I managed to hold station as juices seemed to boil inside before exploding into her waiting mouth which she now sealed tightly to my sex. I literally saw spots before my eyes but, as I breasted the summit and started my gradual descent, I was again aware of her soothing tongue as she slowed to a gentle halt.
It took an effort to disengage from her and I flopped exhaustedly by her side. My body was damp with perspiration and it took some time for my breathing to return to normal. I guess I must have dozed because, when I next became aware, I found my face pressed to hers.
“Was it good?”
Her question took me a little aback.
“It was wonderful...”
Extracted from The Laura Effect by krr1957 on Literotica.com
#lesbian #erotica #facesitting #eatingpussy #literotica #lesbianerotica #bigtits #vintage #tanlines #ginalamarca #penthousemagazine
