Carol Part Eight - Sex Stories

Carol Part Eight

... flood of cum streamed out of her asshole and onto the carpet. I watched white liquid dribble out of Carol’s ass, as drops of sweat dripped off my nose onto my stomach and legs, and I tried to catch my breath. Carol continued breathing hard as she arched her back and neck enjoying the last throes of her orgasmic pleasure. As her body slowly eased back onto the carpet, she looked at me, and for just a second I thought I saw that look again. We both had just experienced intense, almost overpowering orgasms. I was drained. Yet I was sure that Carol had just flashed that “I need more” look. “That was incredible. That was fucking incredible,” she moaned. The look appeared momentarily over her face once again. I had only cum once. If Carol needed more attention, I was willing and able to accommodate her need. Still trying to catch my breath, I took Carol’s hand, helped her off the floor and walked her back to the couch. As she walked, cum ran down her leg, stopping at and encircling her knee. Carol looked into my eyes as she sat down. It was one of those knowing glances, like she knew that her brief signal of need had been seen and understood, and that she was about to be pleasured once more. Carol looped one leg over the arm of the couch, and bent the other, cum covered leg to the side, spreading her legs and displaying her glistening, bare slit. She watched as I dropped to my knees and stared at her wet pussy and the juices which were still running down over her asshole and onto ...

... the blanket covered couch. As if to urge me on, Carol reached down with both hands and spread her pussy lips which were swollen and already partly open. I licked her slit from bottom to top, stopping only to suck on her inner lips or to bury my tongue as deep into her love hole as I could. Carol held her pussy open with two fingers while she held the back of my head, applying just enough pressure to keep my nose, mouth and tongue in direct contact with her warm pussy. “Yes. Yes. Mmmmmmm. That’s it baby. You’re gonna make me cum again.” Here words caused a tingling in the head of my limp cock. My saliva and her juices ran down to her ass, joined with the little stream of cum still seeping out of Carol’s ass, and dripped down onto the blanket, which was already drenched with a mixture of our fluids. I continued licking all around her love hole, flicking my tongue around, but not yet touching her clit. I could not see Carol’s face, but knew from the sound of her breathing and the noises she was making, that I was providing the pleasure that she desired. I sat back for a second to catch my breath and give my tongue and jaw a short rest. Carol reached down and with the fingernails of two fingers pulled the little hood protecting her nub up and away from her clit. Her oval shaped, red, swollen bud stood proudly out from its cover. Carol pulled back on the hood a little more, and pushed her hips out, making her clit extend out even further. “Lick it.” she said, in a tone that was ...