Page 19 of Tushie: A Taboo Tale of Forbidden Love

He reached the small of her back and she writhed as he teased his way side ways. She let out a moan of pleasure as his hand caressed the very top of her thigh.

Now he was moving down again, and she felt his lips against the curve of her bottom and let out another moan.

He was working his way towards the middle now, towards there, and she began to tense as his lips crept closer. He reached the centre, between her cheeks, and he slid his hands up to the top of her thighs, one palm cupping each side of her bottom.

Going even slower, he began to kiss his way down her parting, spreading her gently with his fingers and exposing her. She bit her lip in anticipation, unsure of what sort of sensation to expect as he made his way closer and closer to where she wanted him.

She held her breath as his lips came within an inch of her and then he paused.

For a moment, she felt nothing.

She breathed in, and was about to turn around to see what he was doing, but then she gripped the bedsheets tight in her fingers and exhaled hard as she felt the very tip of her husbands tongue delicately lick her forbidden entrance.

Her eyes closed involuntarily and her mouth opened wide as a dizzy sensation spread throughout her body from her toes all the way through to the tips of her fingers. It felt like she was being wrapped in velvet.

She breathed in and out hard as the feeling grew, tightening her grip on the sheet and accidentally clenching her buttocks, pushing him away from her. She snapped her head back and looked at him smiling up at her and then she consciously relaxed her cheeks and nodded for him to continue, raising herself slightly up off the bed towards his mouth.

‘Keep going,’ she said.

She felt his fingers part her again and then he kissed his way back down until his lips met her button a second time and she quivered and buried her head in the pillow as his tongue lapped against her.

‘Fuck, that feels so good,’ she said, tightening her grip on the sheets.

Cole’s hand slipped away from her cheek and then she felt his finger sliding between her thighs toward her soaking wet pussy.

The tip of his fingers touched her labia, sliding up and down her parting as his lips continued to lap and tease her bottom.

The sensation of his tongue against her ass was all consuming, she knew he was playing with her pussy too, and it felt good, but this was something else. Every time he licked her it felt like small bolts of lightning were forking their way out through her body, along her stomach, up through her arms and her fingers and down to her toes.

Cole stopped and leaned back to take a breath and then a second later she felt a single finger tracing its way down her spine and between her cheeks until it was resting there again.

He began to circle her, pressing lightly and gently with just the tip. Not forceful, just a light amount of pressure. Then he pushed it inside, just like last night.

She gasped and closed her eyes.

With his free hand he slipped two fingers inside her pussy and arched them down, sliding them back and forth slowly as she moaned.

As he continued to pleasure her pussy, she felt a more intense pressure just above, and after a moment of confusion, she realised he was pushing a second finger inside her ass.

She felt it slide in, more easily than the first. So easily.

She felt ready, she wanted him now.

She didn’t want his fingers anymore, or his tongue.

She wanted him.

Satisfied, Cole stood back and held his bulging, rock hard cock in the palm of his hand, stroking himself gently and spreading the warm lube all along his length and girth, until he was slick and glistening.

Now he turned his attention on Elsie, her ass inches away from his straining member.

She could sense there was some animalistic part of him that wanted to grab her hips and thrust himself inside her, holding her tight as she wriggled until he was all the way in, but he would never hurt her.

Instead, he ran his wet fingers up the sides of her thighs and then picked up the bottle once more and squirted an ample amount onto his fingers and as much if not more directly onto her sweet, tight, inviting and taboo little hole.

Elsie looked back at him.

She suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable and extremely nervous. This was it now. The talk was over, the fantasising was over, the foreplay was over.

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