Page 14 of S is for SEX

I was airborne again.

Now upside-down, with my chest against his stomach, his cock bouncing heavily in front of me. I struggled to get my bearings. His thumbs tickled my hips. My lower thighs rested against his shoulders.

He inserted a finger.

Holy crap that feels good.

With precision, he worked it in and out of my wet folds.

I closed my eyes and exhaled everything that my lungs had in them. He repositioned his feet, spreading his stance slightly, and when he did, his cock slapped against my cheek.

In all the excitement of having his finger inside of me, I’d somehow forgotten it was there.

I wrapped my mouth around the tip, circled it with my tongue, and…

Dear God.

Holy…

He shoved his tongue inside of me.

With one forearm draped over my waist, he held me in place. He buried his face further between my thighs, and his tongue soon followed suit, going even deeper into my eager pussy.

He began to tongue me into a frenzy.

In appreciation – or, quite possibly, retaliation – I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck it with fervor. His hips bucked wildly against my face, testing my limits with each stroke.

His well-timed rhythmic strokes against me were met by my eager mouth forcing itself further and further down the thick shaft. Engulfing it entirely would be impossible, but he needed to know I wanted every inch I could handle.

He added a finger, and then another. The only fingers that had been down there in years had been mine, and having his talented hands touch me was almost too much.

I released his cock from my mouth and arched my back. I didn’t want to, I had to.

“Oh God!” I wailed. “What. Are. You. Doing. To. Me?”

His tongue flicked against my clit while his fingers continued to work their magic. Quickly, my excitement peaked, leaving me aching to release.

I closed my eyes and blindly reached for his cock. Upon finding it, I stroked it passionately, feverously, and with all the ability of a mindless idiot.

My mind was failing me. Focusing on any one thing – other than the impending orgasm – was impossible.

I stroked his dick, nonetheless. Sometimes quickly, sometimes almost not at all. He, on the other hand, never faltered. Predictably, his tongue circled my clit, penetrated me, circled my clit again, and then licked my entire opening. Over and over, the process continued.

All the while, his fingers slid in and out.

I closed my eyes tight and attempted to focus on climaxing. It was coming. The tension built. I began to tingle. His tongue circled my clit, went in deep, circled my clit again, and then licked…

“Oh…fuuuuuck!”

My muscles tensed, relaxed, and then tensed again. I burst inside, releasing a thousand electric shock waves through my body. Immediately following, I erupted into another shallow orgasm, sending a tingling sensation from my clit to my nipples.

He continued his pattern of sucking, licking and fingering.

And, I continued to come.

Repeatedly.

Eventually, I fell limp.

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