In Sickness ... and in Lust - Sex Stories

In Sickness ... and in Lust

... of your clit. As I exhale, you feel my breath, warm even in the damp heat that escapes your drooling hole. You feel my arms going under and around your covered thighs, and feel my fingers parting your moist lips, until I can see your every, lovely detail. I start with long slow licks up through the middle of you, so that I can taste your love juices, now starting to ooze out of your fleshy hole. As I trail upward, I feel your thighs tighten as my tongue glides over your exposed clit. I lick you for a long time, teasing the inner folds of your wet and needing hole ...then pushing my tongue against the base of your clit, causing it to flick along the tip, then the bottom, of my tongue. As you always do, you want to help me in my treatment of you, but I command you to stay still. You want more attention on your clit, but I continue the slow long licking, now stroking upward and downward through the wet furrow between your lips. And then, I stop. By now, I can see your love muscles twitching slightly, wanting more. I blow softly and you feel a cooling of the heat rising from you. All at once, I clamp my mouth over your clit and suck it into my lips. You feel the sudden heat as I suck your clit entirely out of its sheath. You try to remain still, but your hips jerk upward at the sensation of my mouth devouring your clit. You feel the pulsing of my sucking and the flicking of my tongue laving your clit with a wonderful tongue massage. Now I suck you greedily and your hips undulate ...

... in rocking rhythm to my sucking. I feel your hands reach down to squeeze my arms, still wrapped around your thighs, my fingers still holding your helpless cuntlips open for my oral massage of your most private parts. You throw your legs open wider still, and I move one hand to your warm hole, now fully engulfed in your fragrant nectar. You moan as I slip two fingers deep into you. Now my fingers massage your inner walls in time to my sucking. When at last I feel your love muscles tighten, I flutter my fingers, shoving them as deeply into you as they will go. With my fingers buried to the hilt in your weeping hole, I nibble, suck and lick your clit all at once ...and then it happens. You cry out and moan with the pleasure of your intense orgasm. My head is bobbing fast now and my sucking does not abate until you are completely spent after wave after wave of orgasm. When at last I feel your spasming muscles relax their grip on my fingers, I lap between the entire slit formed by your pouting cuntlips ... cleaning you completely. I plant one last kiss on your now-cleaned pussy. I towel you dry and roll the covers back down. I lie next to you and watch you recover from my ardent attention. Just before you sl**p, your ever-fertile mind turns to the issue of what you will do to me, to get even for my having taken advantage of your weakened state. I don't know what you are thinking ...but I know I just can't wait! I hope my vignette does not give rise to subconscious hypochondriasis! ...