Far from Trivial - Sex Stories

Far from Trivial

... looked in the grip of lust. "I want you to use me, June," he said. Then he pulled me down onto his face.

The sensation of being pressed so firmly against him made me moan. I'd straddled my ex-husband's face before, but I was always careful to leave a little space between us. Mason, however, clearly didn't want that. With his own loud groan, he began licking my clit. "Mason!" I cried. He'd said he wasn't experienced at this, but his tongue expertly provided pleasure. He didn't use a single rhythm or technique, instead varying his speed and motions until my hips rocked with their own steady rhythm.

When I finally lifted myself off Mason's face, he gasped for breath. "Fuck, you taste so good!" he practically growled just before pulling me back down again.

I'd never considered myself a dominant person, but I now couldn't resist the urge to weave my fingers through Mason's hair, holding him fast while I rode his face. His groans let me know how much it excited him. "That's it! Lick my pussy!" I ordered. My God, he already had my thighs shaking! I was desperate for an orgasm, but I made myself move from his mouth again so he could breathe.

Mason took in big gulps of air, then begged, "More, June!" His cheeks were flushed a deep red, and his lips glistened with my juices.

I bore down on him this time, gripping his hair. "Suck my clit! Harder!" I demanded. As arousing as Mason's eager mouth was, being able to control him was even more so. I never imagined I would ...

... enjoy it so much! With his lips wrapped around my clit, Mason fervently sucked while flicking the tip of his tongue against it. I was so close, trembling all over, but I knew it was time for another break. When I tried to move away, however, Mason grabbed me tighter. "Mason, wait! You have to take a breath!"

He made a muffled sound of refusal, his lips and tongue never stopping. My clit was exquisitely stimulated by this point, and despite my anxiety about remaining on Mason's face, I couldn't hold back the building orgasm. "Oh my God!" I wailed. Mason's licking and sucking grew even more frenzied until I spasmed and clenched my thighs around him even harder. His fingertips dug into my skin, but that hint of pain only fueled my ecstasy.

When I couldn't bear anymore, I managed to wrench free of Mason's grasp. He greedily drew in a lungful of air. "Enough!" I said through my own heavy breathing. My body still quaked.

"Please, June, don't stop yet!" Mason's hair was tousled, and his eyes looked wild.

I grabbed his chin. "Then do not disobey me when I say you need to take a break. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" he panted. "I'm sorry I didn't listen earlier, but I'll do anything for more of your pussy!"

What woman could deny herself that? Not this woman. Again I settled onto his face. My clit, swollen and throbbing, readily responded to his tongue. "Yes, yes, lick my clit, you little slut!" I demanded. I actually felt Mason's entire body strain beneath me. It made me ...