"God, I never felt a mouth work on me the way yours did. That was super, Melissa. I loved the hell out of it." Grant was bubbling over with his enthusiasm so much that Melissa wondered if a chick had ever given him a blowjob before. She doubted it.
"I’m glad you liked it. But.. could you return the favor?"
"Huh? You mean you want me to eat you out?" "Yeah. My poor little cunny’s so lonesome. And it doesn’t want one of your goddamn fingers in it." Grant realized how much this chick wanted to
ball. And he’d gone and shot his wad! If only he’d had a little more smarts and to hell with the idea he’d knock her up. She’d said it was all right. She should know, after all.
And she was hot to trot.
"You really want me to eat you out?" he repeated.
"Yes, damn you, yes! Yes!"
He smiled a little. He liked seeing her green eyes flare with anger. And the way she tossed her head sent cascades of raven black hair swirling around her shoulders like tiny dyers of dark water.
In the dim light of the girl’s bedroom, he could see her twin mounds of titflesh rising and falling as she breathed heavily. He licked his lips at the sight. He’d known she was turned on, but he hadn’t known how much. The way her nipples had hardened, darkened, into ripe berries just waiting to be popped into his mouth told him the story.
Without another word, he buried his face in between the luscious mountains of her jugs. He felt the soft, warm flesh banging at his ears. He ignored such distractions as he licked back and forth in the deep canyon. He tasted her salty sweat. It made him even more eager to work lower, past her pussy mound between her cunt lips and into her flowing twat.
But he held back. He mustn’t let her think he was too eager. Besides, he hadn’t many chances to really sample a chick’s knockers. He moved slowly up the pulsing, warm-fleshed cone, licking and leaving a trail of saliva behind. It glistened in the dim light and marked the path back down for him to follow later.
When he topped the tit, he found the slightly bumpy plain of her aureole. And jutting from the center of that coppery disk was her nipple. It was hard and throbbingly alive. He licked across it and was immediately rewarded by the girl’s low moan of pleasure.
"Ummm, oh Grant, that’s sending fire into my chest! I can feel that tongue of yours all the way down into my cunt! Hurry, damn you, hurry!"
He had no intention of doing any such thing. He sucked the nipple into his mouth. Lips closing on the hard marble of erectile flesh, he sucked for all he was worth. He literally pulled her up and off the bed. She shoved her chest out in a vain attempt to get him to stuff the entire tit into his mouth.
His tongue pressed the pebble of her nipple down into the marshmallowy soft titflesh. She groaned louder. This spurred, him on. His tongue raced across the sensitive nipple again and again, giving her the tongue lashing of her young life.
"Go on, give it to me good! My tits feel like they’re going to explode! God, what you’re doing to me!”
He could feel her heart beating excitedly as his tongue was shoved hard into her nipple. He decided to keep her strung out sexually.
Reluctantly abandoning her left tit, he slid down the snowy white slope. When he got to the broad base of her boob, he circled entirely around it with his rough, wet, probing tongue. She was moaning loudly now, her chest heaving up and down.
He did want to cram that entire mound of titflesh into his mouth and suck on it. Knowing it wouldn’t fit and not being able to stand the frustration of it, he decided to move on.
The teenager’s wet tongue left behind a damp path across the girl’s belly all the way to her navel. He pawed at the deep depression to send his tongue out and downward. He swirled around a couple times to let her know he was approaching her snatch.
"All the way down! Go on and suck on my clit! Stuff your tongue into your cunt! Don’t bother with my belly button! Oh, Christ, it’s tearing me apart!"
His mouth had reached the tangled mat of her pussy fur. He sucked up a tiny spire of her pubic hair and left it standing, wet and pointy. It amused him seeing how his tongue nabbing into her bush turned her on. Even more than his tongue, however, his breath gusting holly into her sensitive flesh made her come completely alive.
She felt his tongue pressing firmly down into her bush. And then, slowly, as if he meant to torture her, he worked down to her cunt lips. At the top of the vee was her clit.
He tongued it a few times and sent lightning bolts
of fiery sensation ripping into her belly. Never had she experienced such an intense feeling. This was nothing like diddling herself. The stud’s tongue was driving her wild with desire.
"Do it to me! I want you to tongue fuck me!"
She felt his nose burrow into her pussy mound. He began rooting around like a hog at a slop trough. His tongue was slowly licking up and down the bristly pussy lips. Each light touch was electric. She began writhing around, wanting more, unable to get it.
The girl was totally at the mercy of her boyfriend’s tongue.
"More! Don’t tease me! Suck on my pussy lips. Do more! More!”
His mouth fastened over her sex lips, then he sucked one of the turgid pink flaps between his own lips. He carefully ran his rough, wet tongue along the edge. The sensations building in the girl’s body threatened to push her over the brink of orgasm at any instant.
Her hips were restless. She shoved her snatch toward the boy’s mouth in an attempt to get him to really tongue fuck hen She wanted him to eat her out good. Nothing less would satisfy her soaring desires.
"I think I missed something. Your clit is just begging for my kiss."
"Damn you!" she moaned. "Stop talking and use your mouth for better things. I don’t…
ohhhhhh, ummmm, oh!"
Her back arched and her well-rounded ass came off the bed as he brushed over her clitoris. He pulled the entire spire into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.
She felt an icy knife digging into her guts. Then that icicle turned burning hot. She was quaking inside. Her cunt was seething, churning, desiring more than it was getting. She had to have his tongue in her. Nothing less would do.
He worked around her clit, then carefully traced its outline with only the tip of his tongue. Not satisfied, he sucked a little more. The acrid taste of her cunt juices reached him strongly for the first time. The teenager loved the taste. It was about the most intoxicating drink he’d ever tried. No booze could get him as drunk as this fine fuck juice trickling out of the girl’s twat.
He couldn’t get enough of the salty, tangy juice. His tongue lashed out and stroked fervently all over her clit. The girl was being driven out of her mind with lust. He barely noticed. All he could do was fulfill his own desires.
"I’m coming apart! It… it feels like my whole body is shaking apart! Oh, sweet Jesus, ram that tongue into me!"
She knew the instant he left her clit and worked down her pussy lips from that erectile nubbin of flesh. His tongue was just inside her labia. The tickly feeling mounted. Soon, it was an unbearable
itch deep inside her twat…
When his tongue plunged deep into her cunt hole, she came. Her entire world ruptured at the seams. The top of her head felt like it was flying into space.
"D-do it to me again. That was super!" she managed to mutter when she came down from her sexual high. Looking down the length of her body, she could see only the top of the teenager’s head. His nose was buried inter bush and his tongue was rapidly driving in and out of her cunt. He was tongue fucking her to another climax. She could feel the tell-tale tingles inside her pussy.
She found it harder and harder to breathe. Each time she inhaled, liquid tire filled her lungs. And throughout her belly, melted butter warmly spread. She was being filled with longing, with need, with such intense passions she could barely contain them.
His tongue was swirling around inside her twat like a berserk tornado. Each deft touch pushed her a little closer to another come. She felt her soft, juiced up inner cunt walls spread out under his tongue. He took care to make sure each and every fold inside her velvet-hung cunt was pressed flat and thoroughly stimulated.
Her legs drifted farther apart in wanton invitation. She wanted him to slam his tongue all the way up her cunt. It felt like a small prick fucking her. She wanted more. She was becoming a greedy bitch. Nothing less than all-out tongue fucking would do.
"Faster! Give me that cock-hard tongue of yours all the way!"
"Goddamn, it feels like it’s coming put by the roots now!" he complained. But he applied himself even more to his task. Burying his face in her snatch, he was able to warm his tongue even deeper into her seething hot cunt.
He could feel the convulsions as she came again. Her tiny cunt became even smaller and crushed down on his tongue. He gasped for air. What would it be like if he’d actually fucked her with his cock? She was so damned tiny up the pussy, she would have broken his prick off at the roots.
For a moment, he was deaf and blind. Her soft, satiny thighs clamped firmly on each side of his head. His ears were useless, pressed into her flesh. And up close like this, he couldn’t see much.
He didn’t have to. His sense of feel told him everything he needed to know. And his tastebuds were working overtime. The thick fuck fluids oozing from her cunt drenched his tongue. The all-woman flavor stimulated him. He actually felt his prick rising again.
Eating her out was giving him a hard-on! He didn’t believe it was possible to get it up again so quick after coming, but he was learning how erotic this hot foxy chick was. She could give a boner to a statue.
What chance did a flesh and blood guy have?
"Don’t stop!" she begged. "More, MORE!"
He gave her more. His tongue slipped free of her cunt and he quickly lapped up the tiny droplets of cunt juice beading on her pussy lips. Then he slipped down the vee of her gash and sought her asshole. He had to slide his fingers under her body and lift.
As her ass came off the bed, he sighted the tightly puckered ring of her anus. His tongue, still coated with her love juices, shot out and pressed into the ring of muscle.
She groaned, then reached down and grabbed under her knees to hold her legs up for him. She wanted to let him drive that spike of his tongue all the way up into her bowels.
He’d felt damned good drilling hard and wet into her cunt. His tongue wasn’t long enough, though, to really satisfy her. He knew all the tricks but they just weren’t enough.
The promise of his tongue working far up into her bowels excited her. This was so damned kinky it made her hot just thinking about. And when she felt his tongue worrying open the hard-held sphincter muscle, she almost came.
"God, I don’t believe this! Give me that tongue of yours all the way up my asshole! Give it to me good!"
His nose was pressed into her flowing gash. He inhaled and sniffed her female odors. That made
his head spin. He didn’t know how he’d started on this perverted tongue fucking in the first place. And now he was trying to shove his tongue all the way up her asshole.
He couldn’t sort it all out in his head. Something had gone wrong. He’d hoped she’d put out, sure, but he hadn’t expected anything like this!
His tongue finally convinced the tight muscle to open up. With a sudden surge, his tongue was racing up her asshole.
If she’d been hot and tight in the cunt, her ass was even hotter. And the way her flesh clung and grabbed at his tongue, he was certain she could tense up a little and rip his tongue out by the roots.
The only defense he had was to tongue fuck her as fast and hard as he could. His tongue began moving faster and faster in her asshole. The tiny ring of muscle felt like a hangman’s noose as it tightened on him, but still he kept flicking.
"The heat! Your tongue is burning me up.”
The words spurred him on. His tongue flew. He drilled deep up her asshole. Wiggling around every time he was buried all the way up her ass, he felt her flesh begin to ripple with excitement. He was reaching her. He was giving her the thrill of her young life.
"I can’t take it! My guts are on fire! I’m coming!"
She screeched like a banshee and began
thrashing around on the bed. He was hard pressed to hang onto her. He didn’t want to let his tongue slip free of its hot, sexy berth.
"How are you doing that to me?" she demanded. "Everything is spinning around. I-I… aaaaaieeeee!" She came again.
"You’re a tasty bitch," he said.
"Ummm."
"And look at what I’ve got back!"
He straightened in the bed so that the dim light would show off his hard-on.
Her eyes gleamed. A pink tipped tongue came out and made a slow circuit around her lips. Tits rose and fell faster. The thought of having that lovely prick fucking her was almost too much to bear.
Then they heard the front door opening, keys clicking, heels coming down the ball.
"Christ, it’s my mother! You’ve got to get out of here, Grant. If she finds you..”
But the teen was already slipping into his jeans. He was out the bedroom window just seconds before Melissa’s mother, Sara, came in to check on her daughter.
The girl pretended to be asleep, which was good enough for Sara. She closed the door again and went back toward the living room.
All Melissa could do was lie there and sob out her frustration.