Déjà Vu - Part Two - Sex Stories

Déjà Vu - Part Two

... hole and pushed my middle finger in, while using the heel of my hand to apply pressure to her clit. I could feel her tight, virginal pussy getting hotter and hotter; wetter and wetter. I began a beckoning-like motion with my finger that Chari rocked her hips in time to; all the while watching herself us, in the mirror. Suddenly, just like in the car, she stiffened and then went into an orgasmic thrashing. I kept a tight grip on her pudendum and her chest, afraid that she might otherwise lose her balance and fall. As she started calming, I pulled the bedspread back, then lifted her and placed her on her back on the bed, her head resting on one of the pillows. I slid her panties down to her knees, then the rest of the way off. Her legs fell open, and I got between them. Chari looked into my eyes, then at my bobbing erection. “So is the kissing and groping over?” she timidly asked. “Oh, no, not yet,“ I replied as I smiled, then started lightly running my fingers through the coppery hair covering her mound. I leaned over and kissed her on the lips, then moved down to her neck, then her chest. She took my head in her hands and guided it to her left breast. Taking the hint, I kissed it; then took the whole nipple and areola into my mouth; sucking and nipping at it before catching it between my teeth and flicking my tongue across the tip. Chari was really moaning now, as she directed me to the right breast for more of the same. I looked up, and the expression of lust on her face ...

... told me that I needed to start moving south. I kissed my way down her stomach, past her belly-button, until I lay between her outstretched legs. Alternating between licking and kissing, I worked my way from halfway up one thigh to just where it connected at her V, skipped over her labia, and then kissed and licked my way from the V to halfway down the opposite thigh. Then I randomly kissed, licked, and nipped at both thighs; always coming right up to, but avoiding, her besotted pussy. I even tongued her perineum and her rosebud, eliciting a low-volume growling. Her juices were now flowing out at a steady pace; and she was emitting a low, purring hum. Chari grabbed my head and pulled me into her box. I finally ran my tongue up her slit, penetrating as deeply as I could and making sure that I contacted her pea at the end. She groaned and writhed at the clitoral contact; I held her hips firmly and launched an all-out assault in response. I could taste and smell her arousal as I lapped her liquid offering over the sensitive bud. I released my grip on her hips, and used my fingers to spread her inner lips so that I could gain access to her virginal portal. I stuck the tip of my tongue into the guarded pink opening as far as I could, and she started shaking. I replaced my tongue with my middle finger, running it in and out to try and widen the untested orifice. She was good and wet, so I inserted a second finger, stretching her even more. I searched around, found the sensitive area in ...