Biding Her Time - Sex Stories

Biding Her Time

... could perch on the edge, I had completely drenched the crotch of my panties. The fabric was uncomfortably wet, and I wasted no time in taking off that final piece of clothing before I sat down. Since Rick and I were no longer having sex, I'd stopped shaving my pussy entirely smooth. It had always been something I hated doing, but I endured going completely bare because Rick preferred it. Now my pubic hair was closely trimmed, like Dorian's. He certainly didn't seem to mind that I wasn't shaved, for he knelt between my spread legs while wearing an anticipatory smile. A surge of lust traveled through me when he spread my outer lips to gaze at my folds.

Then he dove right in, sucking and licking with an abandon that let me know how much he relished the act. He clearly loved eating pussy for its own sake, and not only for his partner's pleasure. I began breathing faster as I watched him tease my clit with his tongue. Finally, I was reduced to begging for more. After that, Dorian was relentless. As soon as he figured out the rhythm and pressure that made my hips start rocking, he kept it up, heightening my arousal to a toe-curling intensity. "That's so fucking good!" I cried, grabbing his hair and pressing his face harder between my thighs. My face was so flushed, I began to sweat.

Dorian slid two fingers into my cunt and gently curled them upward. I made a sound like a pleading whimper, desperate for his touch. God, I needed this! In minutes, I began trembling, finding ...

... the ecstasy of his mouth and fingers almost too powerful, but Dorian never stopped, for he was determined to make me come.

When I did orgasm, I let out a plaintive cry that would have embarrassed me before. But now? Now I was a woman getting her pussy eaten by a man who was not her husband, and this new role obliterated my inhibitions. The moment Dorian lifted his head, I grabbed him, giving myself no time to recover before I kissed his mouth. I tasted my pussy on his lips and tongue. "Fuck me," I demanded. "Now."

I stood long enough for Dorian to draw back the covers. My face grew even hotter when I saw I'd left a damp spot on his bedspread, but he appeared completely unfazed. I figured he was used to women getting sopping wet for him.

Dorian scooped me into his arms and then laid me ever so gently on the bed. After joining me, he leaned to retrieve a condom from the nightstand drawer. I spread my legs wide, playing with my clit as I watched him sheath his cock. This was really happening, I told myself. I had to take a deep breath to steady my nerves even as my pussy ached to be filled.

Giving me a tender smile, Dorian leaned forward to kiss my mouth and neck. His lips lingered over my nipples. Then he settled upon me and reached between us to take hold of his cock. A moan escaped me at the feel of his tip sliding against my wet folds, gathering up my juices. His eyes locked with mine as he began entering me.

My back arched a little at the exquisite sensation. ...