Double Penetration and More - Sex Stories

Double Penetration and More

... she really wanted to ask for, and he wasn't letting her get away with being vague.

"I meant my pussy, please touch my pussy!"

"Place your palm on her pussy, and lay your fingers flat over it. Only that."

James listened, the expanse of his big hand somewhat cupping her sex. The contact was minor, but knowing it was close made her desperate. In an attempt for friction she tried to grind, but he moved his hand with hers instead.

The softness of her clenched down around nothing, like her body was trying to get satisfaction on its own. James sighed.

"Shit, babe. You're so turned on right now."

Michael kissed downwards, until he had to move. James made room, and Michael kissed her inner ankle, working closer to her center. Every move felt deliberate, and despite it being her leg it made her ache for him. On her inner thigh, he left behind a hickey before addressing James again.

"Stick out your tongue."

He let his tongue poke out.

"Before, you mostly used the tip to lick her clit. Change it up. Let me demonstrate."

Rather than going down on her, he used the end of James' tongue to get the point across. For him, it put the feeling into context. For her, it fulfilled no less than three of her masturbatory fantasies.

James' throaty groan made her clench again. Michael kissed, and gently sucked the tip of James' tongue. He stroked it with his own, using different movements for different effects.

Her boyfriend was already flushed, but she'd never seen ...

... him quite like this. Cheeks unevenly splotched, chest heaving from losing his breath. Michael pulled back.

"If your tongue gets tired, take a break. Touch her like this."

He lifted James' chin and swiped the pad of his thumb over the tip of his tongue. Back and forth, until James couldn't take it. Smooth and quick, he pulled Michael's thumb into his mouth, closed his soft lips around it and sucked.

Michael got closer, lured in. He glanced at James' eyes as if he'd woken up.

"Down boy, wait your turn."

It stunned both, letting Michael's thumb free. James' hand left her so the other could take over. His fingers gently parted her lower lips. He rubbed out her ache with the slip of his tongue over her clit.

"God, yes!"

Eyes rolling back, she dropped her head back into the pillows. Despite squeezing her eyes shut, she knew they were watching her from the sheer gravity she felt.

A fast learner, James traced shapes along her inner thigh and peppered kisses where he could reach. With her boyfriend and crush between her open legs she wondered if this could possibly be better.

Like he had with James' tongue, he switched it up when needed, each move taking her closer to the edge.

"Feels so amazing, Michael."

He used his fingers in tight circles around her bundle of nerves.

The slick, supple muscle of his tongue brushed against her again. The sob of her relief echoed off his bedroom walls. He lavished attention up, down, and around her clit; kissed it ...