"God I want to eat you!" I gasped, the words escaping without effort. It was my instincts.
"That's the idea," Leticia said, her voice sounding muffled between my legs. And then I felt it. I felt Leticia's tongue pierce me like a loving knife, splitting my flesh but leaving pleasure instead of pain. It was hot and cold at the same time, the sensation. Her tongue dragged its way up, from the now-sopping bottom of my desperate pussy, up through my soft lips, until it rest firm, but soft against my hard clitoris. My body quaked as the sensation rocketed through my body. I'd never felt anything like this before. Never with a man. Never even with myself. There was something here that was more than the physical act. I could feel Leticia racing through my nerves.
"Oh fuck, that fuck!" I moaned, unable to even make my thoughts clear. But Leticia didn't respond. I just heard the soft suckling sound of her mouth as she continued to move her tongue up and down the cleft of my pussy. The sensations grew stronger and stronger with each movement of her mouth. My muscles tensed and my throat closed.
But my nose was still breathing in Leticia's delicious scent. My mouth watered and I realized what I was supposed to be doing. What I needed to do. I craned my neck forward slightly, moving deeper in between Leticia's legs. I felt my nose press gently against the ticklish hair on Leticia's mons, then slid my face down further. Soon, her pussy was close to my lips, I could feel the heat of her against me, the wetness of her. My mouth opened slowly and my tongue dribbled out. I was so close to Leticia's body that the tip was barely passed my lips when I tasted her.
Oh god, Leticia's flavor. It is impossible to describe. It was salty and sweet. The consistency was slick and heavy. But it was so much more than that. I could icia. I know that doesn't really make sense but...I feel like I would have known it was her even if I was blindfolded. It was her essence. I could feel her soaking through me. She tasted what it felt like to be with her, and it was just perfect.
And I could hear her moaning, loudly, as my tongue pressed farther and farther out of my lips. I let it hit flat and wet against Leticia's dripping slit. I took my lover's juices into my mouth, tasting them and savoring the icia of it. My tongue moved wildly up and down through Leticia's slit. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to taste every inch of her. So I tried. My tongue plunged into Leticia, tasting her coppery insides. It slipped up to the top, of wetness, the firm flesh of her clit pressing against my taste buds. She writhed and moaned as I my tongue circled her most sensitive spot, tasting her and sucking her in.
The whole while, Leticia had continued to lick my pussy. The fact that I was focused on Leticia's hot slit had in no way diminished the intensity of the sensation. In fact, it seemed to heighten it. After a few moments, it felt like Leticia and I had slipped into a rhythm we couldn't have defined. Our motions didn't match, but somehow the pleasure seemed to. We writhed at the same times, we moaned at the same times. It was like one pleasure was moving through us together. I felt it sort of burst from my mouth and into Leticia's wet pussy. It traveled up her spine and then to her own lips. Through those lips to my aching clit, and then through my spine, completing the circle.
Neither of us could last long under that kind of intensity. I think I was in the middle of the orgasm before I even realized it was happening. In fact, I first learned about it when I felt Leticia cumming. I could feel her thighs tighten around my head. I felt her pussy contract sharply around my tongue, and I could feel her wetness on my lips. Her muffled moans felt like they were coming from my own throat. And then I realized I was moaning as well. And in that instant, I found I was at the very crest of an orgasm. The realization tore through my body as the pleasure overwhelmed my brain. All of my nerves seemed to shoot fully to life at once and then short out in a wave of liquid electrical pleasure. I lost control of my body, grasping at Leticia's ass and working my tongue more furiously around her sensitive clit. I knew she was feeling the same thing that I was. That we were both experiencing part of a single whole.
Everything in the world had faded away in that moment...
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"That's the idea," Leticia said, her voice sounding muffled between my legs. And then I felt it. I felt Leticia's tongue pierce me like a loving knife, splitting my flesh but leaving pleasure instead of pain. It was hot and cold at the same time, the sensation. Her tongue dragged its way up, from the now-sopping bottom of my desperate pussy, up through my soft lips, until it rest firm, but soft against my hard clitoris. My body quaked as the sensation rocketed through my body. I'd never felt anything like this before. Never with a man. Never even with myself. There was something here that was more than the physical act. I could feel Leticia racing through my nerves.
"Oh fuck, that fuck!" I moaned, unable to even make my thoughts clear. But Leticia didn't respond. I just heard the soft suckling sound of her mouth as she continued to move her tongue up and down the cleft of my pussy. The sensations grew stronger and stronger with each movement of her mouth. My muscles tensed and my throat closed.
But my nose was still breathing in Leticia's delicious scent. My mouth watered and I realized what I was supposed to be doing. What I needed to do. I craned my neck forward slightly, moving deeper in between Leticia's legs. I felt my nose press gently against the ticklish hair on Leticia's mons, then slid my face down further. Soon, her pussy was close to my lips, I could feel the heat of her against me, the wetness of her. My mouth opened slowly and my tongue dribbled out. I was so close to Leticia's body that the tip was barely passed my lips when I tasted her.
Oh god, Leticia's flavor. It is impossible to describe. It was salty and sweet. The consistency was slick and heavy. But it was so much more than that. I could icia. I know that doesn't really make sense but...I feel like I would have known it was her even if I was blindfolded. It was her essence. I could feel her soaking through me. She tasted what it felt like to be with her, and it was just perfect.
And I could hear her moaning, loudly, as my tongue pressed farther and farther out of my lips. I let it hit flat and wet against Leticia's dripping slit. I took my lover's juices into my mouth, tasting them and savoring the icia of it. My tongue moved wildly up and down through Leticia's slit. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to taste every inch of her. So I tried. My tongue plunged into Leticia, tasting her coppery insides. It slipped up to the top, of wetness, the firm flesh of her clit pressing against my taste buds. She writhed and moaned as I my tongue circled her most sensitive spot, tasting her and sucking her in.
The whole while, Leticia had continued to lick my pussy. The fact that I was focused on Leticia's hot slit had in no way diminished the intensity of the sensation. In fact, it seemed to heighten it. After a few moments, it felt like Leticia and I had slipped into a rhythm we couldn't have defined. Our motions didn't match, but somehow the pleasure seemed to. We writhed at the same times, we moaned at the same times. It was like one pleasure was moving through us together. I felt it sort of burst from my mouth and into Leticia's wet pussy. It traveled up her spine and then to her own lips. Through those lips to my aching clit, and then through my spine, completing the circle.
Neither of us could last long under that kind of intensity. I think I was in the middle of the orgasm before I even realized it was happening. In fact, I first learned about it when I felt Leticia cumming. I could feel her thighs tighten around my head. I felt her pussy contract sharply around my tongue, and I could feel her wetness on my lips. Her muffled moans felt like they were coming from my own throat. And then I realized I was moaning as well. And in that instant, I found I was at the very crest of an orgasm. The realization tore through my body as the pleasure overwhelmed my brain. All of my nerves seemed to shoot fully to life at once and then short out in a wave of liquid electrical pleasure. I lost control of my body, grasping at Leticia's ass and working my tongue more furiously around her sensitive clit. I knew she was feeling the same thing that I was. That we were both experiencing part of a single whole.
Everything in the world had faded away in that moment...
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