Abby's Panties 3 - Sex Stories

Abby's Panties 3

I ran my tongue up and down the tender folds of Abby’s pussy, amazed by the taste and the sheer heat emanating from her core. I judged my abilities by the moans coming from Abby as I moved my tongue around. Each time my tongue went up to the top of her pussy, I coaxed her clit out more and more. Now, I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I quickly clued in that it was the little nubbin that was bringing her such pleasure. I soon felt her hands reach over and grab the sides of my head, directing me straight to her clit. I could take a hint. I focused all of my attention on her throbbing clit. Her moaning became loud groaning. When I reached forward with my finger and entered her pussy, she clamped onto it tightly. I wiggled it in until I was up to the first knuckle and then I added another finger. Abby came out of her pleasured delirium to momentarily close her thighs on me. I looked up at her, my eyebrows raised in question. She quickly, but softly said, “Don’t… put anything inside me. Just lick. Just please keep licking me!” “Mmm-hmm,” I replied and she relaxed her thighs again, opening her pussy to me. I needed something different to do with my hands, so I reached under her and took an ass cheek into the palm of each of my hands and gripped her tight, lifting her up so I could attack her pussy with my tongue easier. “Oh! Oh!” she almost screamed. “Do it….unhh…faster!” I obliged. I could feel her already tight ass grow harder in my hands as her body began to arch ...

... upward to my tongue. In seconds, her entire body was stiff as her orgasm overtook her. “Ohhhhhhh…,” she began and then suddenly let loose with a guttural, “Muhhhhnnnnnhhhhh!” I felt her pussy spasm under my lips. She moaned loudly and clamped her thighs together tightly around my head. The strength in her hips and thighs was a bit concerning as she held me tight. I licked her upward again, getting an altogether different taste in my mouth now and eliciting a violent reaction from Abby. “No! Unh! No!” she grunted as her body convulsed. “Don’t move! Don’t move! Too much!” I knew that feeling. It’s like right after I cum and the head of my cock is way too sensitive to the touch. So I sat there holding my tongue tight up against her pussy, not moving a muscle as she rode out the spasms of her powerful orgasm. After a minute, her thighs tensed again and then relaxed. Another tremor ripped through her as I pulled my tongue away. As I removed my head from between her legs, she clamped them tightly together again. This action also caused spasms to rip through her body again. I reached up and wiped my mouth with my hand and leaned onto my side to look at her. She weakly smiled at me and self-consciously pulled her sleep shirt down lower in an attempt to cover herself. “Come here, you!” she said with a gentle smile, holding her arms out to me. I scooched my way up onto the bed so that I was lying next to her body. I was amazed at the sight of her chest and stomach rising up and down rapidly ...