pretty, little sandals were discarded under the coffee table. He grinned at her cute, little toes, complete with light pink polish to match her skirt. He picked up one foot and began nibbling on her arch, and then sucking on her toes. She had the prettiest, daintiest, little feet he had ever seen on an adult. He used his free hand to lightly run his knuckle over the instep of her other foot, enjoying watching her squirm.
Slowly, he made his way up her calf, nibbling and licking as he went, seemingly in no hurry whatsoever. He stopped at her knee and licked behind it, watching her squirm again. Dragging out his attentions, he came back around the inside of her knee and slowly started dragging his tongue up the inside of her leg. The scent of her arousal was doing nothing but getting stronger, and in this position, he could easily see her juices pouring out and running down underneath her. Hmmm, another day , he promised himself.
“Ah, baby, you smell like the sweetest ambrosia,” he murmured as he spread her legs wide, resting one foot on the coffee table and hooking the other on the back of the couch. Then, he moved with a purpose. Spreading her outer lips, he started at her hole and licked her all the way up in one swipe, collecting her juices as he went.
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OMG! He actually licked her! Like down there! And Susan was fairly certain she heard him moan. She couldn’t be completely sure, though, because she had been too busy moaning while her eyes rolled into the back of her head. This is what she had missed for ten years?!?!?!
Her head tilted back and she found herself holding her breath as he took another long, leisurely lick. Gawd! Her legs trembled in anticipation, her body wound tighter than a rubber band as she climbed the invisible mountain called ‘pleasure’, knowing that once she reached the top, there would be no going back. She took a quick peek down at the head buried between her legs. The eyes that met hers were that of a devoted lover. But we just met , her mind tried injecting, but her body wouldn’t hear of it. No, her body wept openly for this man. Her body yearned for the kind of attention he was showing her.
“Let it go, baby. Come for me. I want to taste all of your cream.” And just like that, as if her body had a mind of its own, she was thrown off the top of the mountain. Pulse after blissful pulse rolled through her as he continued flicking her clit. Just when everything seemed to be slowing down, and when she was fairly sure she had no more bones left in her body, he inserted a long, wide finger that had her inner muscles both quivering and clamping down around his digit.
“One more, baby. You can do it. Give me all that cream,” he crooned as he pumped his finger in and out a few times before hitting a spot that had her walls tightening immediately. “There it is,” he stated as if he had been searching for something special. She had no idea what he was talking about, and didn’t have time to think about it, as his wicked tongue came back down onto her clit. Just when she was sure she didn’t have the energy to have another orgasm, because really, you were only supposed to climax once, right? her body flung her over the edge yet again. This time, she yelled out his name as the pleasurable pulses seemed to go on forever. Her legs wrapped themselves around his head in a vise-grip, clinging to him like a lifeboat.
When she finally came back down to earth, her legs were no longer wrapped around his head. When or how he had broken free, she wasn’t sure, but he had her turned on her side so he was reclining next to her, gently running his hand over her arm as he pressed gentle kisses on her forehead.
She glanced up at him a bit sheepishly. What must he think of her for acting so wanton? She had never acted that way before. Hell, she’d never even dreamed sex could be like that. And he was still clothed! “Hi,” she croaked out.
“Hi yourself, beautiful,” he murmured in