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I have made it clear to my wife that I adore her! So relax. I am going to give you pleasure and I will worship you for as long as it takes, as long as you need. I want you to enjoy it. Don't push yourself, don't be anxious that it will end before you cum. It won't. I am here to give you pleasure, to bring you to an exquisite climax. I want to worship you; worship your pussy. And in that act, I will find my pleasure.
She understood that. She slipped out of her clothes, just as she peeled off the skin of her inhibition. Her panties came last and as she pulled them down, leaving a delicious cotton puddle on the floor, her self-consciousness dissolved entirely.
She laid down on the bed and positioned herself. I have told you what I am going to do to you. I am going to go down on you and give you nothing but my tongue, my lips, my fingers. My whole focus will be on your delicious pussy. I want you to lay there and let it happen. Close your eyes, imagine your every fantasy taking place as my tongue works inside you, as my lips play over your hard little clit. Watch me if you want, watch my head working between your legs, watch my mouth against you, eating you with intimate intensity. Read a magazine. Watch the TV! Do what you want. Just let me worship your perfect cunt I told her.
She laid back, propping her head against the rounded pillows. I can see that she is relaxed, happy to be naked before me. For a few moments, I gazed at her and took in the curved femininity of her body. Her breasts are rounded and beautiful. Her shoulders, naked and sexy, rest against the pillow. Her face is enigmatic and so beautiful, I love the way her lips are slightly parted and her eyes glitter with quiet intelligence. The dark mound of her pussy is exquisite and shows me the woman she is. I want to be between this woman's legs.
Her eyes are fixed on me as she deliberately opened her legs. I nodded, pleased, and watched her spread her legs before me. I can see the lips of her pussy, kissable, lick able, but not yet open and inviting. She is a fine piece of artwork, rather than pornography. At least, for now.
I positioned myself, kneeling between her feet. Such gorgeous feet. I could kiss them. I could worship them, never mind the rest of her. I could spend hours kissing her feet, sucking her toes, caressing them, rubbing my hard cock over them, spilling warm cum over them and marking them as mine. Maybe some other time. Today I have promised her something so much more intense. I have promised it to myself, too.
I leaned forward and brought my head between her open legs. I am tempted to kiss her thighs, to bite them, lick them, caress them with my fingertips. I think I could push her to spread her legs further, impossibly so, if I teased her thighs in this way. I think I could make her beg me to move up, to work her pussy, to make her cum, if I just teased her thighs without end. I am tempted. But not today. Today's experiment is to focus on her pussy. I want her to feel nothing but her pussy. It will be the centre of her sensation. It will be all she feels.
Here, between her legs, I can smell her skin. It smells lightly of soap. I can't wait until this clean smell is over-ridden by the earthy, musky sweetness of her sex, as I opened her up. I want to smell her excitement. I want to smell her desire.
So close up to her pussy, I can see every detail. I wonder what she makes of me, here between her legs, gazing at her sex with keen examination. The lips of her pussy are sealed. I need to ease them apart, to open her gently.
I leaned forward and kissed her delicate flower. She made the tiniest noise. A sudden little gasp. Her legs shift, spreading a little further for me. Carefully, I run the tip of my tongue up her soft lips. They are velvet against my tongue. I wet my tongue and begin to lick up and down her delicate skin, her pussy, with deliberate intent. I licked and teased and with each stroke of my tongue, up and down, I push forward a little way. In a few strokes her lips part and my tongue is moving between them, pushing between them and probing her softly.
Her pussy now open, I kissed it lovingly. Gently, I sucked it in between my lips, sucked her soft, sensitive pussy lips in to my mouth. I let my teeth graze her lightly, not enough to hurt. Her breathing is quickening above me and I am aware of a new taste, a new smell, as her excitement begins to come. I push my tongue in to her and love how wet she has suddenly become. She tastes divine. Sweet, salty - the taste of a woman.
I pulled back to look at her newly excited pussy. There, before me, is her cunt, now open and inviting. It glistens with love and expectation. I push out my tongue and began to lick her slit, up and down, in long, slow gentle strokes. I drank her in, she tastes so good. Now and then I push my face in between her legs, hard, burying myself in her wetness. The delicious smell of her is over my face and I feel owned. I feel marked.
She didn't move and I am impressed by her self control. I half expected her to move against me, to grind against my face - to work with me for her pleasure. But she didn't. I told her not to. I told her to remain absolutely passive and that is what she was doing. She is letting me do the work. She is letting pleasure come to her.
Her love spills out, and I am wet with her excitement. I continued to run my tongue up and down her slit, and now, with each stroke, I push in to her a little way. I penetrated her, like a cock, tongue fucking her a little with every lick. I need more of this and so I stopped licking up and down and pushed my mouth against her, probing her with my tongue, stabbing her cunt with a firm, gentle rhythm. I loved the feel of her pussy around my tongue. It is warm, wet and so delicious. The soft walls of her pussy pushes against me, as I tongue fucked her and eat her perfect wet cunt.
The smell of sex is intense now. It is all around me. I love how warm her pussy is and now, as I tongue fucked her, the wet sounds add a soundtrack of eroticism. My wet tongue, her wet pussy. Her quick breathing. Such wonderful music to eat pussy by.
I am aware, as I pushed in to her, to get my tongue as far inside her as I can, that my face is pushing against her clit. I am aware of it against the bridge of my nose, small, but hard and slick with our excitement. I stopped licking you, and flicked the tip of my tongue over her little clit. The sudden noise she made is one of the most exciting moments of my life. It is a quick, soft mew. She wasn't expecting the sudden attention to her clit. In that sound is the very essence of a woman in search of pleasure. A passive woman, giving herself up fully. It is primaeval. It is too sexy for words.
I brushed her clit with my lips, gently kissing it, stroking it, before I took it in to my mouth. I sucked it with exquisite slowness, in to my mouth. I play with it between my lips and, so, so gently, graze it with my teeth. I take it lightly between my teeth. I don't want to hurt her; I just want her to feel a perfect contrast to the softness of my lips and tongue. My teeth are hard and sharp against her sensitive clit.
Her breathing is hard now.
I know that we are moving towards a climax. Her pussy is so wet now, I see her excitement dribbling down her thighs, over her arse, on to the cool cotton of the bed. Still she didn't move. She is still, passive, taking all that I am giving to her. I love her pussy. I worship her cunt. I adore the woman she is.
Her clit is swollen in my mouth. I continued to suck, to play. I suck a little harder now, not only drawing her clit in to my mouth, but also her lips and pussy. Sweet juice spills in to my mouth and I drank it. It fills my mouth and I am so in love. With her pussy inside my mouth, I push my tongue in to her. I am sucking on her pussy as she would suck on my cock, drawing it in to my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, releasing it...
I could play with her all day. I want to give her such pleasure, such pain.
For a final time, I pulled back to admire her cunt. She is so open now, it is almost obscene. But beautifully so. The fine art lays torn on the floor and now we are swimming in the very warm, sensual waters of uninhibited pornography. I looked at her cunt, glistening and wet. It almost seems to be throbbing gently before my gaze.
Her breathing, deep and hard, comes with soft feminine sighs. She is in some place now, that is hers. She is no longer in the room with me, though her pussy is in my face.
I want to make her cum. I want to hear her cum and feel it happen. I began to lick her again, my tongue riding up and down her perfectly open slit. I pushed in to her, tongue fuck her with a slow, deliberate rhythm. I can feel her tensing and now her pussy is full and engorged; my tongue feels its warm, wet, sensual resistance as I pushed inside her.
I tongue fucked her with slow strokes and listened to her soft, soft sighs as I worked her beautiful pussy. I adore her. I love her warm wetness and I love to worship her pussy. With each push of my tongue I can feel her pussy getting more and more engorged. I am now pushing between tight wet walls, with every stab of my tongue. Her warmth is quivering lightly, and I know she is soon going to cum. I think about moving to her clit, sucking it and sucking it until she cums...but I know that she wants it now. And she wants it like this.
I opened my mouth around her cunt and got my tongue as deep inside her as I can. Her juices are in my mouth and suddenly I feel quick, sudden spasms in my mouth. She cries out, it comes from nowhere. don't care how she sounds, she is expressing her orgasm. Her cry is beautiful and sexy and so fucking dirty. I want to die listening to that sound. Again, I expected her to move against me, to lock her legs around my head to keep me in place. But she didn't. She remained still, fully allowing this pleasure to come from me. She laid still and let the orgasm sweep through her.
With each stroke of my tongue, her juices pour in to my mouth. I am intoxicated. I let the juice spill over my tongue and I drank her gratefully. She cried out again. And again. The spasm of her pussy around my tongue is beautiful and seems to last for hours. I didn't tongue fuck her so deep and violently now. I don't need to. A gentle probing is all she needs and with this gentle probing, my tongue fucking her wet pussy with easy sensuality, she continued to cum and cry and spill her juice in to my mouth.
I know when she has finished because the cries stopped. The spasms subside. And her breathing becomes slower...
From between her legs, my tongue still inside her (I will stay inside her for a while longer, I think), I looked up. Her face is flushed and satisfied. Her eyes are open and they glitter, still, with perfect sensuality. But she is looking up at the ceiling - and I wonder if, in her little world, I am there at all.
I don't really care. She has given me so much.
And so I continue to worship her delicious pussy.
She understood that. She slipped out of her clothes, just as she peeled off the skin of her inhibition. Her panties came last and as she pulled them down, leaving a delicious cotton puddle on the floor, her self-consciousness dissolved entirely.
She laid down on the bed and positioned herself. I have told you what I am going to do to you. I am going to go down on you and give you nothing but my tongue, my lips, my fingers. My whole focus will be on your delicious pussy. I want you to lay there and let it happen. Close your eyes, imagine your every fantasy taking place as my tongue works inside you, as my lips play over your hard little clit. Watch me if you want, watch my head working between your legs, watch my mouth against you, eating you with intimate intensity. Read a magazine. Watch the TV! Do what you want. Just let me worship your perfect cunt I told her.
She laid back, propping her head against the rounded pillows. I can see that she is relaxed, happy to be naked before me. For a few moments, I gazed at her and took in the curved femininity of her body. Her breasts are rounded and beautiful. Her shoulders, naked and sexy, rest against the pillow. Her face is enigmatic and so beautiful, I love the way her lips are slightly parted and her eyes glitter with quiet intelligence. The dark mound of her pussy is exquisite and shows me the woman she is. I want to be between this woman's legs.
Her eyes are fixed on me as she deliberately opened her legs. I nodded, pleased, and watched her spread her legs before me. I can see the lips of her pussy, kissable, lick able, but not yet open and inviting. She is a fine piece of artwork, rather than pornography. At least, for now.
I positioned myself, kneeling between her feet. Such gorgeous feet. I could kiss them. I could worship them, never mind the rest of her. I could spend hours kissing her feet, sucking her toes, caressing them, rubbing my hard cock over them, spilling warm cum over them and marking them as mine. Maybe some other time. Today I have promised her something so much more intense. I have promised it to myself, too.
I leaned forward and brought my head between her open legs. I am tempted to kiss her thighs, to bite them, lick them, caress them with my fingertips. I think I could push her to spread her legs further, impossibly so, if I teased her thighs in this way. I think I could make her beg me to move up, to work her pussy, to make her cum, if I just teased her thighs without end. I am tempted. But not today. Today's experiment is to focus on her pussy. I want her to feel nothing but her pussy. It will be the centre of her sensation. It will be all she feels.
Here, between her legs, I can smell her skin. It smells lightly of soap. I can't wait until this clean smell is over-ridden by the earthy, musky sweetness of her sex, as I opened her up. I want to smell her excitement. I want to smell her desire.
So close up to her pussy, I can see every detail. I wonder what she makes of me, here between her legs, gazing at her sex with keen examination. The lips of her pussy are sealed. I need to ease them apart, to open her gently.
I leaned forward and kissed her delicate flower. She made the tiniest noise. A sudden little gasp. Her legs shift, spreading a little further for me. Carefully, I run the tip of my tongue up her soft lips. They are velvet against my tongue. I wet my tongue and begin to lick up and down her delicate skin, her pussy, with deliberate intent. I licked and teased and with each stroke of my tongue, up and down, I push forward a little way. In a few strokes her lips part and my tongue is moving between them, pushing between them and probing her softly.
Her pussy now open, I kissed it lovingly. Gently, I sucked it in between my lips, sucked her soft, sensitive pussy lips in to my mouth. I let my teeth graze her lightly, not enough to hurt. Her breathing is quickening above me and I am aware of a new taste, a new smell, as her excitement begins to come. I push my tongue in to her and love how wet she has suddenly become. She tastes divine. Sweet, salty - the taste of a woman.
I pulled back to look at her newly excited pussy. There, before me, is her cunt, now open and inviting. It glistens with love and expectation. I push out my tongue and began to lick her slit, up and down, in long, slow gentle strokes. I drank her in, she tastes so good. Now and then I push my face in between her legs, hard, burying myself in her wetness. The delicious smell of her is over my face and I feel owned. I feel marked.
She didn't move and I am impressed by her self control. I half expected her to move against me, to grind against my face - to work with me for her pleasure. But she didn't. I told her not to. I told her to remain absolutely passive and that is what she was doing. She is letting me do the work. She is letting pleasure come to her.
Her love spills out, and I am wet with her excitement. I continued to run my tongue up and down her slit, and now, with each stroke, I push in to her a little way. I penetrated her, like a cock, tongue fucking her a little with every lick. I need more of this and so I stopped licking up and down and pushed my mouth against her, probing her with my tongue, stabbing her cunt with a firm, gentle rhythm. I loved the feel of her pussy around my tongue. It is warm, wet and so delicious. The soft walls of her pussy pushes against me, as I tongue fucked her and eat her perfect wet cunt.
The smell of sex is intense now. It is all around me. I love how warm her pussy is and now, as I tongue fucked her, the wet sounds add a soundtrack of eroticism. My wet tongue, her wet pussy. Her quick breathing. Such wonderful music to eat pussy by.
I am aware, as I pushed in to her, to get my tongue as far inside her as I can, that my face is pushing against her clit. I am aware of it against the bridge of my nose, small, but hard and slick with our excitement. I stopped licking you, and flicked the tip of my tongue over her little clit. The sudden noise she made is one of the most exciting moments of my life. It is a quick, soft mew. She wasn't expecting the sudden attention to her clit. In that sound is the very essence of a woman in search of pleasure. A passive woman, giving herself up fully. It is primaeval. It is too sexy for words.
I brushed her clit with my lips, gently kissing it, stroking it, before I took it in to my mouth. I sucked it with exquisite slowness, in to my mouth. I play with it between my lips and, so, so gently, graze it with my teeth. I take it lightly between my teeth. I don't want to hurt her; I just want her to feel a perfect contrast to the softness of my lips and tongue. My teeth are hard and sharp against her sensitive clit.
Her breathing is hard now.
I know that we are moving towards a climax. Her pussy is so wet now, I see her excitement dribbling down her thighs, over her arse, on to the cool cotton of the bed. Still she didn't move. She is still, passive, taking all that I am giving to her. I love her pussy. I worship her cunt. I adore the woman she is.
Her clit is swollen in my mouth. I continued to suck, to play. I suck a little harder now, not only drawing her clit in to my mouth, but also her lips and pussy. Sweet juice spills in to my mouth and I drank it. It fills my mouth and I am so in love. With her pussy inside my mouth, I push my tongue in to her. I am sucking on her pussy as she would suck on my cock, drawing it in to my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, releasing it...
I could play with her all day. I want to give her such pleasure, such pain.
For a final time, I pulled back to admire her cunt. She is so open now, it is almost obscene. But beautifully so. The fine art lays torn on the floor and now we are swimming in the very warm, sensual waters of uninhibited pornography. I looked at her cunt, glistening and wet. It almost seems to be throbbing gently before my gaze.
Her breathing, deep and hard, comes with soft feminine sighs. She is in some place now, that is hers. She is no longer in the room with me, though her pussy is in my face.
I want to make her cum. I want to hear her cum and feel it happen. I began to lick her again, my tongue riding up and down her perfectly open slit. I pushed in to her, tongue fuck her with a slow, deliberate rhythm. I can feel her tensing and now her pussy is full and engorged; my tongue feels its warm, wet, sensual resistance as I pushed inside her.
I tongue fucked her with slow strokes and listened to her soft, soft sighs as I worked her beautiful pussy. I adore her. I love her warm wetness and I love to worship her pussy. With each push of my tongue I can feel her pussy getting more and more engorged. I am now pushing between tight wet walls, with every stab of my tongue. Her warmth is quivering lightly, and I know she is soon going to cum. I think about moving to her clit, sucking it and sucking it until she cums...but I know that she wants it now. And she wants it like this.
I opened my mouth around her cunt and got my tongue as deep inside her as I can. Her juices are in my mouth and suddenly I feel quick, sudden spasms in my mouth. She cries out, it comes from nowhere. don't care how she sounds, she is expressing her orgasm. Her cry is beautiful and sexy and so fucking dirty. I want to die listening to that sound. Again, I expected her to move against me, to lock her legs around my head to keep me in place. But she didn't. She remained still, fully allowing this pleasure to come from me. She laid still and let the orgasm sweep through her.
With each stroke of my tongue, her juices pour in to my mouth. I am intoxicated. I let the juice spill over my tongue and I drank her gratefully. She cried out again. And again. The spasm of her pussy around my tongue is beautiful and seems to last for hours. I didn't tongue fuck her so deep and violently now. I don't need to. A gentle probing is all she needs and with this gentle probing, my tongue fucking her wet pussy with easy sensuality, she continued to cum and cry and spill her juice in to my mouth.
I know when she has finished because the cries stopped. The spasms subside. And her breathing becomes slower...
From between her legs, my tongue still inside her (I will stay inside her for a while longer, I think), I looked up. Her face is flushed and satisfied. Her eyes are open and they glitter, still, with perfect sensuality. But she is looking up at the ceiling - and I wonder if, in her little world, I am there at all.
I don't really care. She has given me so much.
And so I continue to worship her delicious pussy.
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