Fuck me, I’d just lost it, quaking, my body shattering so many times.
So, when finally I came back to the present, my awareness going beyond the sensations in my own body, I realized that right next to me was Will and his huge cock, and he needed attention. So, tentatively at first, and then bolder, I leaned over on my side and licked and sucked him, until I could get him almost entirely in my mouth, if I relaxed a bit. And he leaned over and licked at me, lapping and sucking my swollen pussy, while he kept his fingers where they were.
It’d been my experience with this position that it was distracting. Do I pay attention to my partner or do I pay attention to what is being done to me? It's normally so confusing.
But with Will, I wasn't confused at all. We just took turns, slowly, languidly, building each other up, then pausing for the other’s turn, then back again.
"How close are you?" he asked, when I was pretty fucking close.
"Pretty fucking close."
"Me too. Think we can do this together?" he said against my pussy.
"Let's try."
I could feel him get close, the vein enlarging and throbbing in his cock, his balls pushing up, and I could feel me clenching, dying for yet another release, and between his tongue and his hands, he set off a chain reaction, that had me bouncing on the bed, sucking on him for dear life, which then released him, warm spurts in my mouth.
After a moment, we extricated ourselves from each other, and he crawled around to face me, trailing a finger up my torso, past my Noah's ark tattoo, over my breasts, and up to my chin. Then he turned me on my side so that he was spooning me and he kissed my naked shoulder, murmuring, "I like that, Marie."
I nodded. Me too.