Passive III - Sex Stories

Passive III

... around her body. I knew I could drive her to a higher level of pleasure than she had ever had - perhaps than she ever would. I would make an indelible imprint on her very soul.

I stepped around in front of her, took her by the hand, led her over to the sofa, and urged her to sit. I then slowly took off my own dress and bra, giving her a show. My breasts were quite similar to hers - maybe a little bigger. But with small areolas tipped with impossibly hard nipples at the moment. I tweaked them a little for her and bit my lip. Then I stepped towards her, reached down towards her waist, took hold of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs. She lifted up her feet to help. When they were gone, I moved my hands to her knees and moved them apart while I knelt between them.

I kissed and lightly nibbled my way up her inner thigh until I arrived at her sex. I felt her shiver a little as I did, but she made no other move to either stop or encourage me. I planted a kiss directly on her labia and then ran my tongue in a slow circle all around the outside, teasing her. I heard a very quiet "oh" escape her as I did so.

I used two fingers on either side to spread her open and paused to look. She was obviously quite wet. I could see the inner walls of her cunt move very slightly. I brought my tongue down and lightly brushed her outer lips. I kept that up for a minute or two and then moved to tonguing between her cunt and clit, back and forth, quite slowly. She began to ...

... moan, but her hands remained immobile at her sides.

As I tongued her pussy I began to get closer and closer to her clit. As I did, her moans began to get more strident. But then I stopped and backed my head away and used my hand to massage her whole sex. I look up at her. Her face was pale, her eyes closed, but her mouth open. Her breathing was ragged and shallow. I moved my head back down to continue my mission.

I kept up the same back and forth tonguing action for a very long time, always edging ever closer to her clit. And just as I started to actually make contact with it, I dipped a finger inside her pussy. That brought a sharp inhalation from her and a deep, loud moan.

I changed tactics, then, moving the finger inwards to find the spongy mass on the front of her inner wall while I flicked my tongue just over the top of her clit quickly.

She reacted by arching her back and spreading her legs even wider. Her mouth exclaimed, "Oh yes!" several times and I placed my tongue flat over her clit and felt the ride begin.

Her orgasm slammed into her like a rifle bullet. Every limb was in quivering, undirected motion. Her thighs splayed open and then clamped around my head for a split second. And then her marionette strings were cut and she collapsed backwards, panting and twitching.

I gave her the briefest moment of respite and then began moving my fingers inside of her pussy again, gently at first. And my tongue went back to the back-and-forth pattern before. I ...