“Fuck! I haven’t even caught my breath, Ron,” I moaned as his tongue flicked out and lapped at the freely flowing nectar inside my quivering pussy. I couldn’t believe I was at his mercy again so quickly. The view on the monitor was stimulating in itself but the feel of his tongue on my recently climaxed pussy was incredible.
I love oral sex and my husband eats me to orgasm regularly but this was something else entirely. Whether it was because Ken and I usually start our evening with oral sex and I was still coming down from my last orgasm or if Ron was doing something different with his tongue, I don’t know but he was making my whole body tremble, not just my pussy.
I wanted to arch against him and grab the back of his head but all I could do was lie there and watch. Well, that’s not all I could do, I was also churning up juices like crazy and the wet, slurping sounds coming from between my legs was an additional turn-on. This orgasm was building even faster than the last one and I was about to cry out when Ron pulled his tongue away from my pussy and crawled up my body.
“I was getting close,” I whined just before he pushed his pussy soaked tongue in my mouth and swirled it around.
“You taste so fucking good,” he breathed, breaking the kiss and staring into my eyes. “I just thought you should know how damn good you taste,” he added before sliding back down and resuming his oral onslaught of my over-heated pussy. Fuck! The taste in my mouth was an additional stimulant that unexpectedly drove me to even higher levels of arousal as Ron continued his tongue’s dominance of my smoldering pussy.
“What are you doing to me?” I cried as he licked, nibbled, bit and thoroughly molested my horny pussy.
“Are you out of control yet,” he asked, as he took a breath before renewing his expert attack on my liquefied cunt. Fuck! I was out of control when he carried me up the stairs. This was beyond out of control.
“Before the night is over, you won’t have a single brain cell that isn’t focused on your intense carnal pleasures,” Ron said, as he took another deep breath and began making good on his promise.
I came so fucking hard that I thought I would tear the bedposts off. Ron was doing things with his mouth that I can’t begin to describe. His tongue was inside me, and then he was sucking my clit, and then biting my labia, then back to my clit. At times it felt like he was doing all those things at once and my pussy exploded in a swampy flood of juices that Ron continued to suck out of me long after my orgasm had subsided.
“Stop… stop… Ron…” I panted as his tongue snaked deeply inside my palpitating pussy. My heart was pounding and my chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath but he wouldn’t let up. Pulling at my restraints, I saw my sweat-soaked body writhing under his continued machinations. My naked breasts, sprouting hard, elongated nipples were jostling from side to side as I tried in vain to move my cunt away from his hungry mouth.
I collapsed on the bed, fighting to catch my breath and trying to ignore Ron’s incorrigible tongue-lashing. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I felt that familiar ache in my abdomen. Fuck me! He’s getting me going again! I started moving with him instead of away from him and suddenly he was pleasuring me instead of exasperating me. Goddamn! Is there no end to my orgasmic indulgence? Can he really bring me to another climax so quickly?