"The Unplugged Challenge" - Sex Stories

"The Unplugged Challenge"

... lay back, looking at the ceiling, but her legs were spread slightly. I lowered myself down between them, my face right in her crotch. It was even more beautiful close up than it was when I’d seen it the other day. It seemed to glisten a little, the light hitting her wetness just right. I didn’t detect any smell except a little bit of sweat, but it didn’t smell bad, like B.O., either. I took in a deep breath, and the scent, elusive, faint, seemed to escape from my lungs and go straight into my heart, causing it to flutter a bit and pump faster on this strange new fuel. I took an experimental lick, from the bottom of her hole to the top of the little nub, and Krista shuddered violently in surprise. “Is that okay?” I asked, suddenly freaked. Her voice seemed a little weak and wavering. “Yes,” she said. “I just wasn’t expecting it.” She was quiet for a moment, and then added, “You can keep going, if you want.” It didn’t taste bad. It didn’t taste like much of anything, like licking bare skin, almost, but there was something in the not-taste of it that was arousing all the same, so I took another lick. I spread her lips aside with my fingers and licked the edges, and then, trying to imitate what I’d seen on videos of the Internet, flicked my tongue from side to side rapidly. Krista’s mound rose and fell in undulating waves, she must have been flexing and releasing her butt to pull that off, but since it looked like she was trying to meet me, I had to assume she was enjoying it, ...

... and kept up my work. I tongued around the clit and then went down to the hole, which seemed to have a faint metallic tang to it, but nothing too unpleasant. It had been a while since I’d last seen a porn movie, but I remembered guys, or girls, usually used their fingers too, so I stuck a couple in her hole while I licked closer to the top of the slit. A few minutes in, my tongue started to get tired, but Krista, who had been whimpering softly in pleasure, was bucking more and more against me. I wasn’t about to give up… if I sprained my tongue, so be it, at least I’d have done so in a good cause. I realized I could give my tongue a little bit of a break by focusing more on my fingers and using my lips to kiss her softly and even provide a little bit of suction. She yelped out a little when I tried to suck on her clit, and I looked up at her. “Was that bad?” She spoke through deep breaths. “No, it was good, but… too much. It’s too sensitive there.” I took the advice, figuring it might be like the head of my penis. It felt great, but too much pressure right on it was just too much… but then, at the right time, it was made it so much better. So, I waited, keeping it in reserve, licking her in other places and keeping up a steady motion on the inside with my fingers. Soon, she began to speak, urging me, “Keep going.” As though I was planning to stop. “Keep going. That’s it… mmm.” She seemed to be clenching more and more, both her ass, so she grinded up into me, but also inside, on ...