Tribute Story for cokokisses Part 4! - Sex Stories

Tribute Story for cokokisses Part 4!

... flicking back and forth over it. She moaned heavily, gasping and quivering under my touch. "Oh fuck fuck fuck!" she cursed out loud and I gently released her clit from my teeth, my tongue extending to lick from the entrance of her pussy up towards the stiff pleasure button. Over and over I did this, her cursing getting louder and more dirty every time. Bringing my hand down, I pressed my index and middle fingers together, before slowly and gently inserting them into her tight quivering walls. A sharp intake of breath came from her just then, her pussy muscles contracting hard and squeezing against my fingers. "Eight! Eight!" she all but screamed and I pulled my fingers from her pussy quickly. Leaning back I let her writhe and moan, flail about and calm down. After a minute or so I moved forwards again. Sliding my fingers into her once more, I found her g-spot easily with the tips of my fingers, I pressed right against it and started to massage it in gentle circular motions. My mouth found her clit and my lips pursed to suckle on it noisily, slurping her very juices off of her cunt like a madman. My fingers never ceased their gentle dance, my tongue lashing at her clit like no tomorrow and she gasped and quaked, her perfect tits wobbling with her movements and her swears increasing in volume every time. "N-n-nine!" she whimpered out and I slid back again. I waited longer this time but I also stood up so she could see my thick hard cock throbbing for her. Three minutes went by, ...

... three long minutes as I stroked and played with myself, balls swinging too and fro as they pulsed and throbbed with life and the desire to cum. "How bad do you want to cum?" I asked her. It was only two edges and she could handle a lot more I was sure. "So fucking badly! Please I'll do anything just make me fucking cum!" she hollered at me and I could only grin. "Anything huh? I like the sound of that...but not yet." Dropping my hand down towards her damp folds, I slipped my middle and ring finger into her tight walls, curling them up to press against her g-spot once again. My palm pressed directly against her clit and I could feel her walls pulsing, squeezing and trying to pull my fingers into her deeper. Suddenly I started to jackhammer my hand up and down inside of her pussy, my fingertips tapping against her g-spot while my palm ground against her clit. A well known technique for getting a woman to squirt, if done right. I could feel the wetness overflowing on my fingertips, the wet slapping noises getting louder and louder as more of her fluids coated my palm. "OH FUCK FUCK FUCK YES FUCK YES!" she screamed at me and just as quickly as I started, I stopped, pulling my fingers completely out of her pussy. She flailed about and thrashed wildly. "Why did you stop...!" she panted and looked up at me with lust filled eyes, the need to cum in there growing with every time I denied her. "Because you haven't earned it just yet my love," I said simply. I started again, stopped as ...