Needing Cunnilingus - Sex Stories

Needing Cunnilingus

... has an additive, namely Jamal’s load. You are tasting my juices, plus Jamal’s recent wonderful ejaculate.”

Declan was delighted. “That’s a first,” he cried. “I have never previously tasted a lovely slutty wench’s cunt-juice peppered with BBC cum”.

“Well, no, said Bec, slowly again.

“Remember, back in the day, just before we broke up, there was a wild party at your share house. When we went to bed that night, it was the last time I sat on your face.”

“Oh yes, I do remember. You were quite insatiable,” replied Declan, as Bridget continued to slide up and down on his rigid cock.

“Well,” continued Bec, “A little earlier I had slipped away for a brief play with your lovely Nigerian housemate Devon. His gorgeous cock was even longer and thicker than Jamal’s.

“So when you licked my pussy that night, I’m afraid it was another instance of tasting cunt-juice mixed with BBC cum.”

This was too much. Declan grunted and shouted a range of obscenities and expletives as he climaxed uncontrollably.

Equally aroused by Bec’s account of her filthy young exploits, Bridget had another shrieking orgasm, and Bec rapidly followed suit.

Sated, they companionably quaffed the rest of the wine, and agreed unanimously that it should not be too long until the three of them again shared a bed.