Ice Cream Girl Part 2 - Sex Stories

Ice Cream Girl Part 2

... Once we were in the bedroom, she pushed me onto the bed. In no time at all, my jeans and underwear were off, and her face was buried between my legs. I clenched the duvet as lust took over my body.

She worked expertly, probing deep inside my sopping hole, nibbling my labia, then quick flicks of the tongue over my clit. I screamed as I came harder than I had ever come before. Then, just as my climax was subsiding, I felt her finger enter my arse. I tensed, making my rectum muscles grip her finger tighter. My arse relaxed as her tongue brushed across my clit. This allowed another finger to be inserted. From deep inside, I felt a volcanic orgasm rising.

Her tongue was working my clit, and her fingers were working my arse. I again screamed as I was overtaken by the pleasure. Juices were gushing out like never before; my eyes closed and my body trembled. I can't be sure, but I think I might have blacked out for a moment. I had lost track of time and my senses. When I came back to reality, Jodie was by my side. Her fingers were stroking my tummy.

I caught my breath and said, "That was unbelievable; I have never had such an intense orgasm, no one has ever stuck their fingers or anything else in my butt.”

Jodie kissed my forehead. "If you wish to continue our encounters, I could show you and give you far more experiences."

I sat up. "There is nothing I want more. I just don't understand why a gorgeous young girl like you would want a middle-aged lover like ...

... me?”

Jodie straddled me. "You might be middle aged, but you are gorgeous and sexy. Don't ever sell yourself short."

With that, she pushed me onto my back, slid down my body, and started on my very sensitive pussy. It felt like little bolts of lightning were darting around my body. Moments later, I was having yet another orgasm. I lay on the bed, trying to regain my senses. Jodie looking down at me.

"I'm starving; your pussy is very tasty, but I could murder a bacon sandwich."

Still breathless. I said, “Give me a few minutes to recover, and I will see what I can do."

I got up and reached for my dressing gown but Jodie reached out and stopped me.

"Are you expecting visitors?" Jodie asked.

"No, why?" I replied.

"If you're not expecting visitors, why would you want to cover up your beautiful body?"

I felt my face slightly blush. "I've never; I mean, people don't parade around their kitchen naked."

Jodie giggled. "I'm very rarely dressed when at home. The Amazon delivery man got the thrill of his life the other day."

I was a little taken aback. Walking around the house and answering the door naked, I would have never entertained that, but now. Now I felt that tingle deep inside. Jodie was watching my face. No, reading my face would be more accurate. Jodie got off the bed.

"Shocked yet excited at the idea of exciting people with that beautiful body of yours," she said.

Jodie took my hand. "C'mon, then let's get those bacon sandwiches."

Moments later, ...