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.