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Leticia quickly rolled from her ass onto her knees. She popped up quickly onto her hands and knees. She turned to the side, sort of looking over at me and letting her long hair cascade over her shoulder. I could see her large breasts hanging down below her chest, still perky. From above, the beautiful shape of her narrow hips and round, thick ass were particularly impressive. My mouth watered as I automatically dropped off the chair, down onto the floor next to her. I shuffled on my knees behind her. Here eyes followed me, looking over her shoulder to see me get in position.
I was now behind her, looking at the beautiful swell of her ass. I was straddling over her right calve (her shin was on the floor), bending over slightly towards her. She was smiling back at me. I put my hands down, letting my palms sink into the thick, hot flesh of her ass. I jiggled the muscles, felt the loose strength of them. The motion also wafted the scent of her pussy up towards me, I could see that she was dripping wet now. I started to bend forward to lick it.
“My ass,” Leticia said, so softly I barely heard it. I looked up at her, her cheeks were red and her smile looked nervous, “I want you to eat my ass.” she said. Without thinking, I’d been putting pressure on her ass cheeks as I leaned towards her. Her ass was spread now, and I could see the puckered, purple kiss of her asshole. Never in my life had I thought of doing something like that. Never would have even considered it in any relationship or even in a fantasy. But when I heard Leticia’s honest expression of desire, I couldn’t resist. It wasn’t like I was acting to please her, to just do it because she wanted to. As I felt the vulnerability of her request…I desperately wanted it too.
I almost moved too quickly, I pressed on Leticia’s ass cheeks, spreading them further, and she almost fell forward. She righted herself and I took a deep breath. But then I started moving forward again. My eyes were planted on Leticia’s asshole. It was glistening with the juices that had dripped down from her pussy when she’d been on her hands and knees. It looked so…delicious. Inviting.
“Please, lick my asshole Brooke,” Leticia begged, louder now. If I ever would have had the willpower to resist before, it was gone now. Leticia’s ass loomed larger and larger in my field of vision as the distance between us disappeared. My eyes closed as I felt the smooth, hot skin of her ass cheeks against my face. And then suddenly I felt it. The dense, crinkled skin of Leticia’s anus was wet against my lips. I couldn’t contained my tongue, it poured from my mouth and pressed hot against her skin. I could taste Leticia’s pussy juices as my tongue lapped upwards, the crinkled skin of Leticia’s body playing lightly against my tastebuds. I could Leticia groan and felt her body tense.
My fingers sunk deeply into Leticia’s ass cheeks, holding her in place. I was suddenly ravenous. My tongue raked up and down Leticia’s tight asshole. I sucked in all her pussy juices until I swallowed it all down. Then Leticia’s asshole tasted like my saliva and her soft, sweet skin. I kept licking, faster and more forcefully. I made my tongue rigid and poked gently inside of her, not too deep, but deep enough to taste her clean insides. Instinctively, I slipped my right hand off of her asscheek. I squeezed it between my breast and Leticia’s thigh and soon I felt my fingers slip against her dripping wet pussy, I slipped inside of her tightness easily. And still I lapped at her. My mind whirring as I listened to my lover moan and felt her body tremble.
I was so focused on Leticia’s asshole, that I didn’t even notice that she was moving slightly. I guess it would have been hard to tell. Her leg was moving behind me. I was stretched out, my face buried in Leticia’s ass and my knees on the floor. Leticia was bending her knee, sort of kicking her foot up so that her knee was still down but her shin came up off the floor. Before I knew what was happening, I felt the heel of Leticia’s foot slip across my wet slit and come to rest against my clit. I groaned and instinctively pushed back. Leticia held firm, her foot sticking up to give me resistance. My clit pressed hard against her foot and I felt a wave of pleasure emanate out from it. I pushed back again. And again. And again. Grinding against Leticia’s foot with my desperate clit.
We didn’t stay like that for very long. Not because we didn’t want to, but because we couldn’t handle it. My face remained buried in Leticia’s soft ass. My tongue alternated between gently probing her insides and forcefully lapping at her crinkled anus. My hand was still between her legs, my fingers playing with her slit and clit. At the same time, the heel of Leticia’s foot was pressed into my pussy, and I was pressing back against it, grinding harder and harder and coating her sole with my juices. It couldn’t have been more than a minute or two before we came.
It was different than last time in that it didn’t sneak up on me. I’d felt it building and building and building for what seemed like forever. I could tell from her panting and trembling that Leticia was experiencing the same thing. But, just like the first time, when the orgasm came, it came simultaneously. We were bound together in a way that we couldn’t explain. But as the torrent of pleasure tore through my body, leaving my muscles weak and my mind clogged, I could feel it working its way through Leticia’s body as well. I could hear her moaning with abandon. I could sense her orgasm with the same reality that I felt mine. And then, finally, the excruciating pleasure of it released us and we tumbled together to the floor, coated in sweat and our own juices.
For a long while, we lay panting on the floor. Through small, almost imperceptible movements, we managed to reposition ourselves so that we were laying together on the floor, our arms wrapped around one another. Occasionally we’d kiss. But mostly we were silent. Looking at one another. I was smiling sheepishly and Leticia looked serious, thoughtful. I knew she was going to say something, but I could wait for her. I had already waited so long. After a long while, we’d caught our breath and her words finally came.
“Tell me the truth,” she said. That wasn’t a preface. It was the entire request. But I knew exactly what to say. The only thing to say. My truth.
“I don’t ever want to go anywhere without you again,” I said.
“Me neither,” she said, and I knew that she meant it...
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I was now behind her, looking at the beautiful swell of her ass. I was straddling over her right calve (her shin was on the floor), bending over slightly towards her. She was smiling back at me. I put my hands down, letting my palms sink into the thick, hot flesh of her ass. I jiggled the muscles, felt the loose strength of them. The motion also wafted the scent of her pussy up towards me, I could see that she was dripping wet now. I started to bend forward to lick it.
“My ass,” Leticia said, so softly I barely heard it. I looked up at her, her cheeks were red and her smile looked nervous, “I want you to eat my ass.” she said. Without thinking, I’d been putting pressure on her ass cheeks as I leaned towards her. Her ass was spread now, and I could see the puckered, purple kiss of her asshole. Never in my life had I thought of doing something like that. Never would have even considered it in any relationship or even in a fantasy. But when I heard Leticia’s honest expression of desire, I couldn’t resist. It wasn’t like I was acting to please her, to just do it because she wanted to. As I felt the vulnerability of her request…I desperately wanted it too.
I almost moved too quickly, I pressed on Leticia’s ass cheeks, spreading them further, and she almost fell forward. She righted herself and I took a deep breath. But then I started moving forward again. My eyes were planted on Leticia’s asshole. It was glistening with the juices that had dripped down from her pussy when she’d been on her hands and knees. It looked so…delicious. Inviting.
“Please, lick my asshole Brooke,” Leticia begged, louder now. If I ever would have had the willpower to resist before, it was gone now. Leticia’s ass loomed larger and larger in my field of vision as the distance between us disappeared. My eyes closed as I felt the smooth, hot skin of her ass cheeks against my face. And then suddenly I felt it. The dense, crinkled skin of Leticia’s anus was wet against my lips. I couldn’t contained my tongue, it poured from my mouth and pressed hot against her skin. I could taste Leticia’s pussy juices as my tongue lapped upwards, the crinkled skin of Leticia’s body playing lightly against my tastebuds. I could Leticia groan and felt her body tense.
My fingers sunk deeply into Leticia’s ass cheeks, holding her in place. I was suddenly ravenous. My tongue raked up and down Leticia’s tight asshole. I sucked in all her pussy juices until I swallowed it all down. Then Leticia’s asshole tasted like my saliva and her soft, sweet skin. I kept licking, faster and more forcefully. I made my tongue rigid and poked gently inside of her, not too deep, but deep enough to taste her clean insides. Instinctively, I slipped my right hand off of her asscheek. I squeezed it between my breast and Leticia’s thigh and soon I felt my fingers slip against her dripping wet pussy, I slipped inside of her tightness easily. And still I lapped at her. My mind whirring as I listened to my lover moan and felt her body tremble.
I was so focused on Leticia’s asshole, that I didn’t even notice that she was moving slightly. I guess it would have been hard to tell. Her leg was moving behind me. I was stretched out, my face buried in Leticia’s ass and my knees on the floor. Leticia was bending her knee, sort of kicking her foot up so that her knee was still down but her shin came up off the floor. Before I knew what was happening, I felt the heel of Leticia’s foot slip across my wet slit and come to rest against my clit. I groaned and instinctively pushed back. Leticia held firm, her foot sticking up to give me resistance. My clit pressed hard against her foot and I felt a wave of pleasure emanate out from it. I pushed back again. And again. And again. Grinding against Leticia’s foot with my desperate clit.
We didn’t stay like that for very long. Not because we didn’t want to, but because we couldn’t handle it. My face remained buried in Leticia’s soft ass. My tongue alternated between gently probing her insides and forcefully lapping at her crinkled anus. My hand was still between her legs, my fingers playing with her slit and clit. At the same time, the heel of Leticia’s foot was pressed into my pussy, and I was pressing back against it, grinding harder and harder and coating her sole with my juices. It couldn’t have been more than a minute or two before we came.
It was different than last time in that it didn’t sneak up on me. I’d felt it building and building and building for what seemed like forever. I could tell from her panting and trembling that Leticia was experiencing the same thing. But, just like the first time, when the orgasm came, it came simultaneously. We were bound together in a way that we couldn’t explain. But as the torrent of pleasure tore through my body, leaving my muscles weak and my mind clogged, I could feel it working its way through Leticia’s body as well. I could hear her moaning with abandon. I could sense her orgasm with the same reality that I felt mine. And then, finally, the excruciating pleasure of it released us and we tumbled together to the floor, coated in sweat and our own juices.
For a long while, we lay panting on the floor. Through small, almost imperceptible movements, we managed to reposition ourselves so that we were laying together on the floor, our arms wrapped around one another. Occasionally we’d kiss. But mostly we were silent. Looking at one another. I was smiling sheepishly and Leticia looked serious, thoughtful. I knew she was going to say something, but I could wait for her. I had already waited so long. After a long while, we’d caught our breath and her words finally came.
“Tell me the truth,” she said. That wasn’t a preface. It was the entire request. But I knew exactly what to say. The only thing to say. My truth.
“I don’t ever want to go anywhere without you again,” I said.
“Me neither,” she said, and I knew that she meant it...
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