The Coach - Sex Stories

The Coach

... you can taste infinity in my pussy." as she said this last sentence, she started to moan, and rub her pussy against his lips.

Floyd looked up at her breasts bouncing, and the sweat gleaming in the light pouring through the window. There was something almost incomprehensible, and ineffable about her. She moaned louder, and put more weight on his mouth.

"Oh my god!" she said, "Do you want to follow me into universal ecstasy!? Do you want to taste time?"

Floyd pulled his tongue out of her warm, dripping insides, and said, "Yes!"

She came extremely hard. Her body shook, her hips gyrated on his lips as she looked up at the ceiling, bending her body backwards involuntarily. However, she did not squirt. Her pussy lifted up slightly as she leaned back. Her sweat that had built up where her pussy was touching his mouth was released and dripped down into his mouth. Then, all of a sudden, she whined loudly and pressed her pussy firmly down onto his lips, and started to gush in orgasm.

Her hot fluids came as a torrent into his mouth. Then she relaxed further as she hummed in delight, and let her ass sit on his chin more, while her pussy spread even wider over his lips, as her pussy lips were forced even more open from her weight pushing them against him. Her relaxation caused her stream to become ever stronger as it poured into his open mouth and lips, which were pressed against her inner pussy, and locked around her squirt hole.

"That's it!" she wailed. "Follow me ...

... into reality!"

The squirt poured out of her so fast and in such huge volume that Floyd had trouble keeping up for a moment, and some of it overflowed onto his chin and neck. Then, he felt like he became perfectly in sync with her, and at the exact rate with which she was flooding his mouth, he was able to swallow her fluids. Not a drop spilled after that.

"Oh fuck! Put your tongue inside of me! Drink my come, too!" she yelled as her squirt stopped coming.

Floyd tongued the insides of her pussy, and licked all of her savory, sour come out of her, and swallowed it. As he did this, she rubbed her clit, and in a whining voice, said, "That's it! That's you and I, from all time! Drink me! And see your true past! You are ancient!"

She started to squirt again, but she began to finger herself as she did so, forcing the liquid to splatter around her fingers, and also up inside of her. The liquid then poured back down into his mouth. Her squirt, combined with her sweat and come, had a flavor that drove him wild. He started to have the vision again: he was alive a thousand years ago. He was kneeling in front of her creamy pussy as she masturbated. He felt deeply, insanely in love with her. She was all that mattered, and her fluid was all he wanted in the world. It was the nectar of the gods. She pulled her fingers out of herself, and a fountain of squirt was released into his mouth. The long awaited amrita. Drinking the squirt sent him through time.

He shook his head, then. ...