Rhapsody in Red Pt2 - Sex Stories

Rhapsody in Red Pt2

&#034Lick me.&#034 She whispered hopefully, pushing his head down to her breast. &#034Lick me all over.&#034 Without a word he ran his tongue over the marmoreal splendour of her tits, twisting the nipples on each one with his teeth. &#034Lower, go lower.&#034 She urged. He didn't need telling twice. Her scent called out to his natural instincts as he slid over her belly, rubbing his face in the satin smoothness of her knickers, inhaling the aroma until his head spun. For a brief moment she wondered if he'd react like his father had done before him, but as his lips pressed onto her silk swathed sex she knew he wasn't repulsed. The first time her husband laid eyes on her huge clit protruding from the top of her distended labia he'd recoiled in horror and swore she would never get oral sex from him. She'd cried herself to sl**p on their wedding night, feeling abnormal, like a monstrous freak in the sideshow that became her marriage. But it was okay for him to receive but never to give oral sex. Oh yes! That was just dandy. He, however, refused to even touch her there, uncaring if she was receptive to his f***eful, thrusting penis until his sperm soaked between her legs. That summed him up really. A taker, not a giver - unlike her loving son who was unaware of his fathers revulsion and certainly didn't share it. Gordon could plainly discern the outline of her pussy through her soaked knickers, clinging to the parted lips like a second skin. Her swollen clit bulged like a ...

... little cock and she panted like she was running hard as soon as his mouth enfolded it with loving warmth. In fact she began cumming hard as soon as his tongue touched her. Her hands held his head in a grip that told him in no uncertain terms to keep going, so he did. Not that he intended to stop. Her knickers felt, and smelt, so good. The taste made his mouth water, adding to the hot juices soaking through the gusset which began to tear under the strain of containing her passion. His teeth ripped at the flimsy material until it gave way, baring her hot, wet cunt to his probing tongue. Her panting breaths became shrill with ecstasy as she lifted her legs, parting them to give him full access, guiding his head here, there and everywhere in-between. His arms hooked under her thighs, pulling her onto his face as he sucked, licked and nibbled her juicy cunt, eagerly exploring every fold of her flesh, pushing his tongue deep inside, stirring the flow of juices, lapping them up and delving deeper for more. Gordon couldn't pronounce cunnilingus if his life depended on it, but he sure knew what it meant. He'd often wonder if it tasted like his own spunk and now he knew it had a similar flavour, but a different texture - and there was a lot more of it! A clear stream of juices flowed over his tongue and he not only found them to his liking, but couldn't get enough of them. His cock stiffened as he drank her cum and he amused himself by rubbing it along the edge of the sofa, keeping her ...