Page 21 of Merrily You

Danny leaned down to kiss me as she did some gymnastics with her fingers that had me panting and moaning and generally falling apart. And that was before she raised her hand to hermouth, spit on her fingers and then slid one inside me. I was so wet that she hadn’t needed the spit, but fuck, that was hot.

“You’re gorgeous, baby. Look at you. I could make you beg for it, couldn’t I?”

Who was this sex goddess and what had she done with my best friend? Or maybe she’d always been this person too and I’d just never seen it. Holy shit, I had been missing out.

“Yes, I’d beg. I have no shame. I’ll do anything if it brings me an orgasm. You’ve heard me.”

Her cheeks went a little red, but she didn’t stop what she was doing as she leaned down to kiss me while she fucked two fingers in and out of me, stopping every few thrusts to grind the palm of her hand against my clit and make me see stars.

This woman was a pussy witch.

She found my G-spot with no effort at all and kept moving and stroking and circling and doing things with her hand and fingers that I didn’t know were physically possible all the while ravishing my mouth and it was all too much and my orgasm grabbed onto me, stealing my breath and melting my spine and exploding through every cell of my body.

A few tears dripped down my cheeks, but I was powerless to stop them as pleasure shot through me, obliterating everything else.

“Holy fuck,” I said when I could form coherent words. I couldn’t move any other parts of my body, but my mouth seemed to be working okay.

Danny leaned down to sweep her tongue into my mouth before she sat up with a smile of satisfaction that I’d never seen on her face before. She held up her hand and wiggled her fingers. They were coated with my desire and I watched as she licked every single one of them clean.

“Holy shit,” I said. Curse words seemed to be my go-to vocabulary right now becauseholy shit. This woman.

“Mmm,” she said, swirling her tongue around her finger. “You taste amazing.”

“Fuck,” I said. “I want to taste you.” I hadn’t gone down on a woman in a long time and that was a damn shame because I fucking loved it. The taste, the sounds, the responses. It was the best, and I wanted to experience that with Danny.

“What if…” she started to say and then trailed off.

“What? You can tell me. If you have any fantasies, and I know that you do, you can tell me. I have a bunch.” That was an understatement. I had more sexual fantasies than I could count. Some were more general, and some were so specific that I’d never told anyone about them for fear of being laughed at. I’d always worried that I thought about sex more than other people. That my desires were out of the ordinary. Then I’d gone on the internet and reminded myself that there were millions of humans out there with far more depraved desires than I.

“I’ve never tried to sixty-nine. I feel like a loser for never trying it, but anatomy never lined up or I was too shy to ask.”

“I’ve done it,” I said. “With a girl and with a guy. It was harder with the guy because he was tall, but we figured it out. It should work.” With a little bit of coaxing and positioning, I got her to get on all fours with her pussy right above my mouth and her head down by mine.

“Now this is a view,” I said, licking my lips. My mouth was watering, already desperate to taste her.

“Okay, now all you need to do is lower your hips a little bit.” She did, and I helped angle her just right. Perfect. She was right there, and I was ready.

“First one who comes wins,” I said before giving her clit the softest of kisses.

Danny gasped. “Wins what?”

“An orgasm,” I told her before dragging one of her lips gently between my teeth.

Her only answer was a moan before she lowered her head and I felt her warm mouth engulf me.

I cursed, but the sound was muffled as I sucked her clit into my mouth. I was determined to get her to come first and it seemed she was similarly determined.

We both moaned and tortured each other as she rode my face and I thrust my hips up into her mouth. It was messy and chaotic and sloppy and perfect.

Her desire was all over my chin and dripping down my throat and I had never been happier or more satisfied in my life and neither of us had come yet.

I thrust my tongue inside her as much as I could and then circled her clit, alternating between the two until her hips locked and she came all over my face, a second before I came against her tongue.

Danny’s arms and legs shook above me as she struggled to hold herself up after she came.

“Go to the side,” I told her, pushing her a little bit so she’d topple over onto the bed next to me. She did, flopping on her back, her face glistening while she pushed her hair out of her face.

“I can’t go back downstairs with my hair smelling like pussy,” she said.

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