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Cullilingus - Who seduces whom?
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Cunnilingus
As she danced over to the couch, I could tell it would
be a pleasurable evening. Mesmerized by her eyes, I watched
her walk to the bar, her long, curly red hair bouncing with
each step, second only to the erotic switching of her firm
ass. Her black mini-skirt showed her graceful legs off quite
well as she stood, pouring us another glass of burgundy. She
turned around and walked over to the couch, her green eyes
locked with my own. Her hair flowed over her shoulders,
vaguely covering her firm, round breasts. Her excited state
was clearly evident through her silk blouse as she sat down
next to me.
Maureen handed me a glass as she sat down, sliding so
her lovely legs were draped over my own. She laid back and
enjoyed another sip of wine as we just looked at each other,
savoring each other, as I slowly slid my hands along her
smooth legs. She was enjoying the touch of my hands along
her legs as I slowly, gently, moved my hands higher and
higher, rubbing back and forth across her knees, her ankles,
slowly reaching her thighs. She set her glass down as she
grew more excited, and lay back, her red hair spilling over
the arm of the couch.
Soon, my hand reached the junction where her miniskirt,
a small complication, presented itself. She arched her back
and unfastened the skirt as I slid it off, over her soft
thighs, and finally pulling them over her feet. She kicked
off her heels as I began.
I repeated the aforementioned rubbing of her legs (an
activity I was never bored by), again, slowly working my way
up to her thighs, and beyond. She let out small moans
voicing her approval as her legs parted. I reached my hands
around and cupped her ass cheeks, softly caressing them as
she unbuttoned her blouse. She cast it off, along with her
bra, revealing a pair of tits that had never ceased to amaze
my by their firmness and resistance to gravity. Her pert,
pink nipples stood out proudly in the night air, as she lay
her head back upon a pillow. I worked my way up to her mound
and began rubbing on her panties, caressing the small patch
of shimmering, scarlet hair.
Her legs spread wider as she did this and, with one
fluid motion, I pulled the panties off over her legs. She
slowly caressed her breasts as I again moved my hand along
her moistened pussy. Up and down I rubbed, every once in a
while coming close enough to her clitoris to make her gasp.
As I continued, she became visibly wetter, so I decided to
go on.
Bending down, I gently pulled her lips apart. Already
opened up like a flower, they gave little resistance as I
slowly kissed the pink of her vagina. She let out a deep
sigh as I began slowly licking up and down her pussy,
occasionally varying strokes from side to side, around, and
wiggling my tongue (which needless to say, elicited quite a
giggle). As I went on, My tongue penetrated deeper into her
pussy, as the taste of her nectar became sweeter and more
pungent. Her moans coaxed my on as I began lapping up her
juices, an Herculean task which would never be complete. By
now, she was quite wet and any of her sweetness I lapped up
was quickly replaced. My hands rubbed the inside of her
creamy thighs as I penetrated deeper into the recesses of
her pussy. Soon my nose brushed against her mound, and her
hair tickled.
My strokes became wider, longer, creating more friction
as she ground her hips against my face. Her moans increased
in intensity and deepness as she neared her first orgasm of
the night. Soon my tongue reached her clit, and she gasped
as the touch ran through her like electricity. Her hips
began bucking as she cried out in climax, showering my face
with her juices. As she caught her breath, she smiled at me
as I reached upward, caressing her tits as I worked my way
up to kiss her. She pushed my face in her cleavage,
spreading her nectar over her breasts, which she began
working into her rock-hard nipples. She licked the remaining
juice from my face and sealed it with a long, deep kiss.
I ran my hands down her chest, her waist and came to
rest on her thighs again as I resumed my labors. She lay
back in lustful anticipation of pleasure, breasts again, and
tweaking her nipples as she moaned.
As before, I began licking up and down her slit,
working my way deeper and deeper, gently nibbling on her
lips, and licking as deeply as I could. My efforts were
thanked again by her loud cries of pleasure as my face was
again awash with her nectar.
I sat up and took her legs and held them up, giving me
more access to her fragrant and very slick pussy. She arched
her neck back as I planted soft kisses upon the patch of
hair which adorned her pretty little pussy. She ran her
fingers through my hair attempting to sway me to the area
which she desired attention. I resumed my tireless licking
and nibbling, taking pauses to weave my tongue and lips
around the circumference of her cunt, only to resume licking
her slit. She draped her long legs over my shoulders as my
strokes gained intensity and conviction. Slowly I inserted
one finger into her hot, wet pussy.
Pushing in and out, my attention found its way to her
clitoris. She gasped and convulsed as I began touching it
with the tip of my tongue, and as I began darting my tongue
faster, her hips bucked and shook as she arched her neck in
a most intense orgasm. Her thighs slapped against my ears as
I inserted two, then three fingers into the entrance of her
pussy. As I gently licked her sensitive clitoris, I rubbed
my fingers around the length and width of her well-
lubricated pussy. My fingers slipped deeper into her pussy
as I began gently nibbling on the swollen bud of her clit.
Her breathing came in intense gasps as she rubbed her
breasts, crying out the intense feelings I was awakening in
her.
My mouth on her clit, I began sucking on it, darting my
tongue back and forth, around and around, as my fingers
continued to weave around her tightly clenched pussy. She
threw her hair back in an animal scream as one more orgasm
rocked her body, and then another, until her body stopped
convulsing. She lay back and smiled at me as she regained
her breath, and I knew that I would shortly be recompensed
for my ministrations...
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