“Wow!” He softly exclaimed. “You are soaking wet. Do you normally get this wet, before sex?”
“Not before I met you,” I answered, stroking his ego a little.
Slowly and very teasingly, Kevin kissed his way down my body until he reached the waistband of my sodden panties.
“I can smell your pussy,” he said. “It’s a lovely aroma. I look forward to tasting you soon.”
I shuddered as I felt his warm breath across my pubic mound. He kissed the front of my panties and repeated his remark about how wet I was and that he could see the outline of my pussy lips through the material.
I jumped a little when I felt his fingers push at the material, pressing it into my slippery hole. With his finger pushing against my pussy, his thumb moved in circles across my engorged clitoris. I can’t describe the sensations that were coursing through my body, except to say that I constantly felt a touch away from the most powerful orgasm of my life.
I was almost disappointed when he removed his finger. Then something else was nudging its way across my mound and over my clit. I looked down to see that Kevin has his cock in his hand and was rubbing the thick bulbous head along my soaking slit. His pre-cum was mixing with my juices and absolutely soaking my panties. But the feelings and sensations that his rubbing produced, caused my juices to free flow. My entire crotch was a mess. A quagmire of warm, sticky juices.
I lay back against the rear of the couch and sank into the warm feelings that enveloped me.
He pulled the gusset away from my crotch and slid his cock under my panties. For one moment I thought he was going to enter me, but this was just an extension of the beautiful torture I was experiencing. I felt his crown slide up and down my soaking hole, rubbing in circles over my painfully sensitive clitoris. He was soaking his cock head with my juices. He suddenly slid passed my outer labia and into my vagina. He didn’t push any further. I think he just wanted to give me a hint of what to expect. The head of his cock stretched my pussy out, so I could only imagine how his whole cock would feel inside of me.
Disappointingly again Kevin slid his cock out of my pussy and he continued to rub it over my lips and clitoris.
He removed his cock completely, hooked his fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulled them over my thighs and down to my ankles. He held them in front of him and put them to his face. I could hear him inhaling. The tingles, that were raging in my belly as I watched his do this, were off the scale. I felt that if Kevin was to touch my clit now, I would explode.
I watched as he spread out the soaking garment on the couch. next to me.
His head then disappeared between my thighs and I moaned when I felt his mouth on my vulva. He placed his hands on my thighs and lifted them up until I was fully exposed to him. He took my hands and placed them under my thighs, inviting me to hold them.
Once more, I felt his breath on my mons and slowly that warmth moved down to my vulva again. His tongue, traced a path along my slippery slit and over my clit, making me shudder and shake. He slid his tongue down, over my perineum and I felt a little tickle as the tip of his tongue brushed against my anus. A new experience for me, I can tell you.