Page 151 of S is for SEX

“Relax?” he said a she splashed water my direction.

I turned to face him as I pulled myself from the pool. As he gazed up at me, I pulled my bikini top down as if to resituate it. Intentionally, I pulled it a little too far, but acted surprised as my boobs popped free of the material.

“Yep,” I said as I glanced down at my breasts.

“Shit, they popped out, didn’t they,” I chuckled, “It’s tough to keep these big fuckers in here.”

“You tease,” he said as he splashed water at me.

“Tease?” I laughed as I pulled my top out and over my boobs, “I don’t think so.”

He nodded his head and stuck out his tongue.

“That’s teasing,” I sighed.

“Not if I’m willin’ to use it,” he responded.

I glanced around the deck. The entire pool area was protected from the neighbor’s view by a very tall privacy fence in every direction. I reached back, untied my top, and pulled my top over my head. As I reached for my bottom, he waded toward the side of the pool. While he was pulling himself from the pool, I relaxed onto the soft cushions of the lounge.

I sighed heavily as he walked my direction.

“I hate tan lines,” I said as I reached for my glasses.

“Damn shame,” he said, “I’m gonna lick that little pussy till you got a tan line of my head on your inner thighs.”

“Promises, promises,” I sighed as I put on my sunglasses.

As I felt his wet beard between my legs, I inhaled a deep breath and held it. Although I knew what was next, there was never anything I could do to prepare myself for it. No one could. The equivalent of riding a rollercoaster, jumping off a cliff, and witnessing a miracle all at the same time, having him lick my pussy was an entirely different kind of pleasure.

As his tongue slowly penetrated me, I exhaled and reached for his head. I lightly gripped it in my hands as he raised his chin and smiled.

“Fuck yeah, grab my head, Kat. Grab it and fuck my tongue,” he said through his teeth.

Being caught off guard by his unexpected request, I stared down at him through my sunglasses without responding.

I held his head loosely in my hands as he lowered his chin and began to lick me softly. As his tongue began to press against my lips, I felt myself open up like a flower, inviting him into my warm, wet folds.

I closed my eyes and sighed. Somewhat lost in the feeling of his tongue, the warm sun, and my developing love for his being, his consistent moaning reminded me of his request.

You better fuck his face, Kat. You don’t want to make him mad.

I gripped his head in my hands lightly and slowly raised my hips.

He pressed his tongue deeper, held it, and curled the tip into my g-spot.

I lowered my hips slightly.

His pulled his tongue from inside of me and flicked the tip against my clit.

Holy hell. I could get used to this.

I raised my hips again.

He presses his tongue deep inside of me and curled the tip into my g-spot. I held my hips against his face. The g-spot licking continued until I was dizzy and lightheaded.

I lowered my hips.

He licked my clit.

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