Needing Cunnilingus - Sex Stories

Needing Cunnilingus

... his finger. He also eased his tongue out of Bridget’s sodden cunt. He moved up the bed, and slipped his tongue into Bridget’s mouth as they kissed. She loved tasting her own juices on her new lover’s lips and tongue.

Bridget dropped a hand to Declan’s cock, and despite her post-climax state, was immediately aroused by its hardness. She lowered her experienced mouth to Declan’s groin, and delicately licked and sucked his lovely knob and shaft.

The cunnilingus had been great, but Bridget clearly needed some cock for dessert.

Declan went to mount her, but Bridget pushed him away.

“No, darling. Missionary is all I ever get at home. I want to sit on your beautiful cock,” she said, as she straddled him, dangling her wonderful tits in his face.

She went to town, vigorously moving up and down on Declan’s excited dick, tits bouncing beautifully, while Declan craftily pulled away at her nipples .

There was a tap at the door. Without waiting for an answer, in waltzed Bec, still topless. Her lovely, pert tits were covered with bruises and bite marks. Clearly, big Jamal had given them a harsh working over.

“Just popping in to check on progress. It looks as though all is going reasonably well,” chuckled Bec. “So much so that I really am going to have to join in, if only for old times’ sake.”

Bec peeled off her lower garments. Her recently dried juices were obvious at the tops of her thighs. Unlike Bridget, she had partially shaved, leaving just a trim blonde ...

... landing-strip.

Declan expressed surprise. “Bec darling, when we were dating you were always so proud of your lovely thick bush.”

“Actually, I shaved especially for last weekend,” replied Bec. “I went out cougaring. These days so many of the young studs I pick up prefer at the most a landing-strip. Don’t worry Declan, you’ll still enjoy the taste.”

Without further ado, Bec climbed onto the bed, and straddled Declan’s face, lowering her dripping pussy for him to lick. She was facing Bridget, who was maintaining a good pace, thrusting up-and-down on Declan’s aroused rigid cock.

Bec reached over and grasped each of Bridget’s beautifully engorged, protruding nipples. She squeezed and pulled them with great skill.

“Bridg, this replicates the scenario in Milan a decade ago with that stud Lucio. I recall sitting on his face, playing with your tits while you went berserk riding his gigantic Italian cock. Did I tell you that I went around to his apartment by myself the next day. He gave me the best anal fuck I’ve ever experienced.”

“No, you didn’t tell me, you slut,” pouted Bridget, feigning jealousy. “Nothing you got up to on that horny European jaunt would surprise me, though. But back to the present. Does she taste familiar, Declan?”

Declan took a break from licking Bec’s taut clit and juicy cunt to reply.

“Yes Bridget. She tastes lovely – it is just as I remember her taste to have been all those years ago.”

“Well, no,” said Bec slowly. “What you are tasting now ...