Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2 - Sex Stories

Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2

... slit, over the cotton. She groaned as he tasted her juices soaking the cloth. "So close." He ran his tongue up higher and her hips bucked. "Oh god." Valentine fixed his lips to the cotton directly over her swollen hidden clit and sucked. She screamed at the intense sudden sensation. He added his tongue, flicking over the spot as it had done on her nipple. Her back arched in one long spasm. A prolonged growl escaped her as she ruptured inside, her arms and legs swimming aimlessly as she was lost in the rapture. Valentine was in heaven. As she continued to writhe, he pulled the soaked cotton panel aside and buried his face in her virgin slit. Licking deeply, sucking voraciously, savoring every morsel he could, he devoured her. Candy felt the tension that had been building up in her for hours now, begun by a kiss and fueled by the evident bulge that she had inspired on a dreamy walk with a handsome boy who made her feel so comfortable and so tormented, teased to new heights by sights and sensations completely new to her culminating in his tongue and lips on her most private parts, finally release. Before now, in she brief experience with her own climaxes, the pressure built, often to near agonizing levels, and then it was released. Release may come from fingers, a massaging spray, or a vibrating toothbrush. The release felt wonderful, but so did the build up in her center, the winding of the spring, the torture. This time was different. In many ways. She had never cum with ...

... another person present. Not watching, or touching, or licking or sucking. More importantly to Candy at that moment, though, was another way this was different. Valentine's kisses, and his talk, and his touches and his cock had her wound tight and ready to explode. She could have cum with what his mouth was doing to her nipples, she was sure, but the tension has reached such a pitch she needed the release. Then his lips and breath and tongue found her button. The release was immediate and strong. Sight and sound were lost to her in the rush of overwhelming waves passes through her. The sensation on her clit was so intense as she came that she would have begged him to stop if she could have thought or spoken. Instead, the intensity shot skyward, the white light blinding her became white hot fire burning without consuming. Tension flooded into her center as quickly as it released. The agony of her tormented senses, pushed beyond their limits, continued on and on and on. Eventually, Valentine's licks and kisses slowed. The bucking of her sweet hips stopped and the arch that had held her rigid relaxed, but continued to shake, almost like a deep shiver from near hypothermia. He climbed up to her and gathered her in his arms. He held her as her shaking gradually slowed. Her breath quieted. Without lifting her head from his chest, her voices muffled, she murmured, "What did you do to me?" He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. He chuckled, proud of himself. "You'll be okay." "No. I ...