The Welcome Home - Sex Stories

The Welcome Home

... perfect arse. It has me thinking of the other half of the set which gently cups and supports your breasts. But it’s just a brief pause as you give that inviting arse a wiggle to reclaim all my attention. It’s so soft and smooth and firm and pale in the dim light of the living room. I reach for your panties and slide them gently over your hips. The lace making a barely audible rasping sound as it moves across your skin. It sends a shiver through me and my cock twitches in response. I drag them down your thighs till they catch around your spread knees. I slip to my knees and press my face into you. My hands reach round to grip your thighs hard, pulling you back, as my mouth and nose press between your pussy lips and arse cheeks. I can feel the heat radiating from you. The ever-present wetness starting to leak from your body in anticipation of whatever is to come and most exciting of all is the smell of you. The warm rich musk of your body brings a further hardness to my cock and a hunger to taste you with all my senses. Your thighs widen making access easier as I reach out to gently pull apart the lips of your pussy. The way I have you allows me, in one broad stroke of my tongue, to taste you from throbbing clit to your twitching arsehole. I tease that tightest of holes with the tip of my tongue and smile as I feel your body shiver with pleasure. I move back to your pussy and tease some more by sucking your lips into my mouth. One at a time, sucking and then gently tugging at ...

... them with my teeth. You become inpatient and try to move to get me to pay more attention to your clit. But the way you’re laying over the couch leaves you helpless. I give your arse a couple of swats to make you behave and remind you who’s in charge here. When you’ve settled down I return to my feast. I run my tongue up and down between your lips. Teasing, tasting at the entrance to your pussy. Slipping in with just the tip of my tongue but only so I can have a quick taste before returning to lap up and down, up and down… When I think you’ve had enough torture and I’ve had enough of merely tasting I decide it’s time to give you what you want. I now concentrate on running my tongue over your thrusting clit and gently squeezing it between thumb and forefinger. As usual when playing with your clit it doesn’t take long for you to come. I’m forced to work harder to lick and suck up your juices before they start to trickle down your thighs. Thighs that tremble as your body rides from one orgasm to the next. As you crash through one particularly strong orgasm I thrust my tongue as deep into your hole as I can. I feel the muscles contract and squeeze about me. I’m not sure if I’m tongue-fucking your pussy or your pussy is fucking my tongue. Although you have trained me like a champion my tongue and jaw eventually become too tired to give you the attention you need. So I stand up, unzip my fly and pull out my cock. I give it a few long slow strokes and I’m ready to go, but we aren’t at ...