Thursday, June 16, 2011

Churning pussy

I stand naked in front of our bedroom’s balcony door. I’ve asked River to give me a nice hug from behind when she comes into the room and sees that. Will she remember? She does. I reach back to feel her shape behind me. When did she undress? Mmm, silkies, the dusky pink ones by the feel. “You remembered. And you’re playful.”

First a butt rub for me. My butt got a lot of exercise yesterday. I smell the cotton-candy oil. Feel River oiling my cheeks and up the crack. I spread my legs and she sits between them. “I feel raunchy.” “You look raunchy.” “Not as raunchy as you. You wouldn’t do it if you knew how raunchy you looked, all gaping.” “Yes, I would. I like good clean raunchy. If that’s not an oxymoron.” She uses her hands and elbows on my ass cheeks. We work together to find the spots that need it. She rubs up my back. She’s on tonight. I purr.

“I can see how you don’t usually mind that I do you after doing this to you.” “It’s pretty relaxing.” “It seems like it would be just the thing afterwards.” “So did that relax you, or did it get you excited?” “Both.”

I stare down River’s body. The triangle of the dusky pink silkies covering her neatly trimmed bush. Her smooth tummy. Small tits. Face wondering what’s going to happen next. I’m wondering, too. I spread her knees and her legs fall open into a diamond. Work towards the strip of fabric concealing her lips. Feel them through it. Hold the fabric aside and tongue her snatch. I’d like to fuck her while she’s got some of my favorite panties on, but I want to eat her even more. And they’re in the way. Whip them off up over her legs. Lie down on the bed, wrap my arms around her legs, and pull my face against her pussy. I love doing this. And she sounds like she actually likes it tonight. “There’s a mix of what I like.” The stimulation. “And what I don’t like.” Too wet.

Her short bush is a bit ticklish. I switch to over the side, my nose in her pussy. It’s harder than I remember. And I’m getting her wetter than I remember. So I sit astride her, my back to her face, my fingers between her legs making “my” pussy feel good for me. “Try slowing down.” I do. My pussy feels nice. Her legs open into the diamond. My semi-erect cock bounces against her leg as I rub my clit. “I feel like I’m going to wear a hole in you.” “You’re getting me ready.” That’s all I want to do. Back to my tongue. “That’s good right there.” I like that we’re working together. I stay on it. But she needs to come. I let her take over.

I push a finger into her while she’s doing her clit. Two fingers? Not this time. They won’t go. “You’re really tight tonight.” “I’m all puffy.” Nice. So one finger. She feels tight even with just one. It feels so different to my finger. To my cock, it’s a perfectly fitting cylindrical sleeve. Except around her g-spot. And there’s a cervix in there somehere. To my finger it’s ridges, and folds, and hard, and soft, and strong, and delicate. And wet.

She’s getting closer. I stay on her g-spot. Pressing. Circling. “Here it is.” I leave my finger inside while her orgasm starts. I’m not planning on fucking her in it. Just watching, and feeling. But suddenly I’m hard and I’m moving up, fitting my cock to her pussy, she’s reaching down with desperation to straighten things out and I push in and fuck like a maniac while her orgasm goes on and on and she swirls beneath me. Then I slow down, enjoying the tight fuck, enjoying River.

I stay in while she works her fingers over her clit for another one. Her nipple wants me to notice it. I push my tongue against it and pull it into my mouth and she starts to come and I push her leg up on my arm and pound her. Her hand is still on her clit. She’s having a wild orgasm, something extraordinary, she should be screaming but she can’t get any sounds out, and suddenly there’s cervix all over the place inside her, her pussy is churning like a blender full of marbles, and giving me an intense orgasm of my own with my cock fucking her tight pussy.

That was fucking incredible. For both of us. “Coming in your second orgasm is my favorite.”

But I’m not done eating her. Maybe I can do her third. So I’m down on her again, on the pussy I just fucked, my tongue parting her lips and finding her clit. “That will work.” But it’s not working. I back off and let her finish herself.

1 comment

10yearsin said...

Thank you for not writing that story while I was not in the same city as M. I might have exploded. Again, you two = my heroes.

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