A funny thing happened... pt 4 - Sex Stories

A funny thing happened... pt 4

... with the soft skin of my inner thighs. He licked, then kissed then bit, alternating left then right, and each time he switched sides, he'd pause just above my pussy, sniff gently—as if he's just been handed a glass of wine—and sigh, his mouth less than an inch from me, so that I felt the warmth of his breath all over my shaved mons. After a few minutes of this, I was squirming and whining in frustration: "Sim, c'mon! Baby, don't tease...please? Please, pleaseplease? Pretty please with...oooh, God yes!" Before I had finished begging, the tip of his tongue was inside me, thrusting in and out like a tiny little cock. His chin and his nose were between my pussy lips, and each time his tongue moved upward, I could feel the flat, broad tip of his nose just below my clit. I squealed and bucked, thrusting my hips forward, trying to get as much of that naughty, lovely tongue inside me as I could. I could hear his breathing combined with wet, spongy sounds, and for the first time I understood why guys like sloppy blow jobs so much. The sounds were so hot and nasty. Nothing else in the world sounds like a sex-crazed horn-dog guy eating a hot slut's nasty juicy cunt. And if you're that hot slut, if it's your soaking pussy that's making that guy so hungry-crazy... I tried to say something, tried to encourage, praise, whatever the fuck, but all that came out were little hums and 'yuhs' and 'ooohs.' And then the evil bastard pulled the tip of his tongue out of me, and started lashing my ...

... clit with it. I shrieked: quick and high and panicky. The last remaining rational part of my brain hoped the building was empty, because if anybody was listening, they'd be breaking down the door with fire axes. And the noises Sim was making... It sounded like he was literally eating me, like a wolf or a bear just tearing into the hottest, juiciest part of me. He growled and panted and grunted and huffed, and his tongue was everywhere, licking me from the base of my slit up to my clit, the caressing it gently before swiping across it hard and fast. I could feel the tightness building just below my belly, spreading out and down. I was close...so close...and he backed off just a bit. "Sim! You fucking...! I was almost there! Don't stop, Baby, please, please, please keep going, PLEASE!" His tongue came away long enough for long enough for me to hear him chuckle: "Poor little courtesan, dishes it out but can't take it, huh?" I tried to kick him with the back of a heel, but my knees were bent, and I couldn't get much into it. I was almost sobbing with frustration. Then he whispered: "Shhh, I'm sorry. Don't worry, Gin, I'll take you there now, OK? No more games, and it'll be better for the wait. Trust me, Babe. I'm so sorry to tease, but you taste so wonderful, I just...shhh, never mind. You ready?" "Uh huh." "I want you to cum for me, Baby." And he began licking my clit gently, regularly, with an easy but insistent rhythm. I cooed, as I felt my arousal building again, slowly at ...