I Want to taste you, Kat - Sex Stories

I Want to taste you, Kat

... to himself. He really gave it to her. Who wouldn't, with that quim of hers. I bet she wiggled and squirmed really good to get that serving. The sperm in her well used pussy was at once a disturbing sight and a strangely captivating one, like the porn movies after a couple of guys have their way with a leggy skank. Russ knew what he had to do, and he was not looking forward to it. But still, those guys in the porn movies did it, so he figured he could do the same thing. "Kat," he said in a quavering whisper, "there's just one way I can think of getting this out." "What is it, Russ? Hurry!" "With my mouth." Kat almost jumped when she heard that. The thought was disturbing to her, as much as the sight of her boyfriend's welled up sperm disturbed Russ. At the same time, an electric-like zing went through her body from her toes up to her head. "Oh, ick! Please, Russ, will you do it? And hurry!" In an instant his mouth was on her pussy, and he licked f***efully. He considered draining the mess on the bed sheets but figured he didn't have time. A few more licks and he swallowed. His stomach would have done flip-flops if he had given much thought to his task, but he continued, and began to apply himself in earnest with his hands firmly gripping Kat's hips. I don't want to do a halfway job, he told himself. Kat, in spite of her predicament, could not help feeling the sensuality of what Russ was doing, although she tried to banish the feelings from her body. She tried to keep still, ...

... but her hips rocked anyway. "Kat, get on top now. We have to let gravity help out." For an instant, when Kat put her leg over his midsection to straddle him, he marveled at her allure. He reached for her hips and quickly pulled her over his mouth. "Oh my God, Russ!" She whispered as she felt his mouth earnestly working her pussy. He does this so good, she told herself. He kept licking, probing, and kissing her quim. "Is it coming out, Russ?" she asked. He mumbled an affirmative as he kept working. She kept suppressing her body's natural response to being pleasured, not wanting her b*****r to know that she was getting aroused from his distasteful task. Several more minutes passed and she could no longer hold back. "Russ, I can't... Oh God... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She put her hands over her mouth as her orgasm swept through her. Russ had trouble keeping his hold on her quivering hips. Her orgasm caused her to gush more of her sweet nectar, which assisted in getting all of her date's sperm out. Russ dutifully kept kissing and sucking on Kat's sensuous opening until he was sure he had gotten every drop. Kat was beside herself with conflicting feelings of pleasure, relief, and embarrassment. She climbed off him and caught sight of his engorged boner. With a sly grin, she grasped his cock. Russ, after having done something amazingly intimate with Kat, felt her feminine fingers around his member. Instantly his cock pulsed in her hand and ejected spurts of white fluid. "Oh my God, ...