Licking

… cont.

She held his mouth at her cunt and shoved her hips up toward him as she pushed his head down.

His mouth, tongue and nose smashed into her wet pussy and she felt him trying to lick her, but he could barely move as she fucked his face; his nose and mouth full of the smell and taste of her. She writhed against his face, keeping him still against her, she closed her thighs on the sides of his head and felt him desperately trying to lick her as he had been instructed, but his mouth was so tight against her he could hardly breathe, much less lick. She fucked his face for what seemed like ages, he tried to pull away so that he could breathe, but she held him hard against her, feeling him trying to gasp for air. Finally she relaxed her grip and pulled his wet face away from her cunt. He took deep panting breaths, her musky wetness all over his face, he looked up at her.

She tightened her grip on his hair, guiding his face back to her pussy, gently this time, and he started to use his tongue on her. He licked her with the flat of his tongue, lapping at her lips and towards her clit, gentle, then flicking softly at her clit on the upstroke. He did this over and over until the flicking started to elicit a thrust of her hips towards his tongue, and she started holding his mouth up towards her clit.

He played around her clit, teasing her, touching it only glancingly, and she moved her hips to chase his tongue, but she did not guide his mouth elsewhere, it was perfect, teasing, delicious. She moaned and tightened her grip in his hair when his tongue slid over her clit. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, stroking her hips, her belly, as his mouth moved on her. His fingertips travelled her skin, stroking her in time with his licking. She heard him groan into her pussy. God, she wanted to smash her cunt into his fucking face, to hurt him with it, but the soft licking was what made her come, so fucking frustrating, so fucking good.

He started to lick at her clit with the tip of his tongue, she moved her hips against him to guide the pace, he sucked her clit hard into his mouth, she felt a flash of pain and gasped. She closed her fist hard around a handful of his hair, ripping at it, jerking his mouth away from her harshly. She reached down and slapped him. His face flew to one side, he looked up at her, his face pained, “Too much” she hissed. He blushed, stricken, “Sorry Ma’am! sorry sorrysorry…”.

She brought his mouth back to her clit and he cautiously licked at it, moving his tongue against her, softly, then harder, then softly again, finding a rhythm that matched her hips thrusting against him. His efforts started to draw reward as she began to moan, her thrusts against his tongue becoming stronger, her fingers convulsively gripping and releasing his hair. She wanted more, more contact, more of him.

“Two fingers, inside me”, she demanded.

He immediately slipped two fingers into her wetness, fucking her with them in time with his tongue against her clit, she felt the pressure of his fingers against her and pushed back into him. He licked her forever, changing pace, rhythm, and the force of his licking, his tongue starting to tire, his jaw to ache, pacing himself to the movement of her hips against him. Finally, she started to make inarticulate noises, her moans becoming guttural sounds, compulsive sounds. He felt her start to tense, and he increased the rhythm and force against her just a little. She started to utter low little cries that made his cock twitch and he groaned against her cunt.

He felt more than heard the sound coming from deep in her throat, she gripped his hair, pulling at it, holding him right there as she came, convulsing, every muscle tensed, her hips lifting off the bed, her grip taking him with her, her thighs tight against his face, keeping his mouth against her as a sound escaped her in a long guttural groan. She came hard for several seconds, holding his mouth on her, finally and suddenly pulling his head away from her, his tongue licking at the air as she pushed his mouth away from her.

She moaned softly in the aftermath, her body relaxed, eyes closed, and she pulled his head up towards her face by his hair.

…cont…

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  1. Ferns,Hmmm. Interesting follow-up. Comparing the two versions (yours and mine) reveals quite a few similarities, play-wise:– Gagging by pussy / breath play / suffocation / gasping for air– Hair pulling and grabbing– Face slapping– Many uses for noses :-)– Thigh headlocks– Wrapping arms around thighs– Rough sex– Groaning / yelling into pussy– Clit torture / sucking clits inside mouths– Penetration (with fingers or tongue)– Wanting more… of himThere is no dual stimulation in my version (fingers in pussy, tongue on clit) and, surprisingly, no kissing in yours.Emotionally, I think this is where they differ, not ultimately, but in the immediate situation. Sometimes play, even between romantic partners, *is* about the play. Your heroine wants an orgasm. She obviously cares about her boy, but she’s focused on getting exactly what she wants *right now*. In my coupling, there are more romantic subtexts. You lay romance as a backdrop in part one so I see why this part is more “boy-pussy-do” oriented.After having written my own imagining to your lead-in, it was pervy-delicious to see where your mind took this. And indeed, I don’t think anyone could ever write something so uniquely you as this:“She heard him groan into her pussy. God, she wanted to smash her cunt into his fucking face, to hurt him with it, but the soft licking was what made her come, so fucking frustrating, so fucking good. (snip) She moaned softly in the aftermath, her body relaxed, eyes closed, and she pulled his head up towards her face by his hair.”You do have a way with words. Yum. :-)Elan.

  2. Ferns,— *smile* So our negotiations— will go well, yes Elan?Mmmm. I do enjoy engaging your mind and I also enjoy fruitful negotiations. Then again, honestly, giving you a good lips/mouth/tongue/pussy workover might be all the “negotiation” needed.— “…surprisingly, no kissing— in yours.” I know, it is— surprising isn’t it, but you— know it’s coming right?Indeed, I should hope so. Figured I’d better check up on you just in case you were monetarily lip chaste.— …sweet boy.Why yes, I am. :-)Elan.

  3. Elan: “Then again, honestly, giving you a good lips/mouth/tongue/pussy workover might be all the “negotiation” needed.”Are we going to have to negotiate about the negotiations?! Perhaps if you were restrained, it might go more smoothly…“Figured I’d better check up on you just in case you were <>monetarily<> [sic] lip chaste”No no… no money involved Elan…*points up and lets the self flagellation begin* …and I don’t even have to lift a finger… Perfect! Ferns

  4. Ferns,You: “Are we going to have to negotiate about the negotiations?! Perhaps if you were restrained, it might go more smoothly…”In my opinion, the negotiations just took a significant turn for the better (see above) and couldn’t be going more smoothly.Me: “Figured I’d better check up on you just in case you were — monetarily — lip chaste”You: “No no… no money involved Elan… *points up and lets the self flagellation begin* …and I don’t even have to lift a finger… Perfect!”But, but, but, but… where’s the damn *edit* function on this site anyway? You evil, evil woman you! :-) You know that’s not what I meant! Sorry about the *momentary* error.Elan.

  5. Elan: “You evil, evil woman you! :-) You know that’s not what I meant!”Oh? You mean it was a mistake? If you don’t come back to this comments page, then you will never have to look at it again, that mistake…*waits*Ferns

  6. Ferns,— Oh? You mean it was a mistake?— If you don’t come back to this— comments page, then you will— never have to look at it again,— that mistake…—— *waits*Compounding one mistake with another seems counterproductive. Keep you waiting? That’s not likely and if I did, ‘twould be a far, far greater, more heinous mistake than any typo I could ever make.*shields eyes from aforementioned typo*Elan.

  7. Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!

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