I spread her labia widely, fully exposing her clit and her entrance. I probed around the opening with my tongue for a moment, then circled around her clit, trying not to make direct contact with the sensitive bundle of nerves. When Mike gasped again, I plunged my tongue inside her. Relishing the slippery feel and salty taste, tinged with the slight bitterness of spermicide, on my tongue. Mike tried to close her legs in an involuntary response, but I held them open, struggling against the power of the involuntary muscle contractions in her legs.
I kept my focus on what I was doing. Alternating between probing around Mike’s opening, plunging my tongue inside her, and lightly flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. The pressure of Mike’s legs against my arms grew more intense as her arousal heightened. When I flattened my tongue, swiped it past Mike’s entrance and dragged the length of it along Mike’s clit, her legs finally overpowered my arms and clamped my head between her thighs while I lashed my tongue against her clit. I heard a muffled cry as Mike pressed herself against my face. Her hips undulated as an orgasm surged through her body.
I felt Gwen lift off my cock, then suddenly Mike was being pulled down my body and lifted above my cock. Mike rested on her knees above me. Gwen guided the head into place and pushed Mike down. The head of my cock pressed against Mike for a moment before popping past the tight circle at her entrance and sliding effortlessly into her. I heard two groans as I penetrated her inner depths. One from Mike. I’m sure the other must have been mine.
Mike’s hips began undulating again, her hands resting on my chest to support her upper body. She made little mewing noises as she slid back and forth, pulling my stiff cock almost all the way out before pushing back onto it. I could tell she was still on edge. The remnants of her orgasm caused little misfires in her nervous system, introducing an occasional stutter in the movement of her hips. I relished being enveloped in the warmth and the welcome feel of being joined with Mike again.
Gwen was watching us from beside Mike, smiling benignly as we watched our lover’s arousal building again. Her position shifted slightly before I felt her fingers on my scrotum. She lightly scratched the skin, introducing another sensation to arouse me further.
Mike’s hips began moving faster but erratically. She took breath in deep drafts followed by halting exhalations. I reached up and palmed Mike’s full breasts. She leaned into my hands and increased the force behind the movement of her hips. She became so energetic that the whole bed shook. The headboard banged against the wall so hard I was glad the twins and Paulette weren’t home.
Mike gasped and held her breath. Her face, neck, and upper chest turned bright red. Her body stiffened and her hips pressed against me hard. After she took another breath, she gave voice to a piercing cry and shook, almost violently before her full weight fell against my hands. I lowered her to rest on my chest and held her close. Her body jerked and twitched, her synapses flooded with the sensations of orgasm. The spasms in her vagina rippled, squeezing my shaft, massaging my length.