My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2

... in the right direction. He did remember, and he remembered what had happened the last time I said that. I was hoping that also led to him remembering the orgasm I gave him. “See, doing what I say is nice, isn’t it?” I said, hoping to have the effect that I knew what he was thinking. I got him on his knees, and I guess I didn’t mind the challenge this time, seeing as there was absolutely none at all the first time! I rubbed his face with my hand and said, “You’re just adorable, do you know that?” He looked at me like a good little puppy dog. Got him. “Okay, baby boy,” I said, wiggling my dress up and hooking my thumbs into my tights and knickers, “Mama is going to teach you how to make her cum tonight. I think it’s time.” He stared at what I was doing as I kicked off my shoes, tugged my clothes down my legs, and threw them on top of his shirt. He looked at our clothes in a pile together for a beat and then back to me. I lifted my leg up and towards myself so that I could get it on the other side of him, and he stared and licked his lips as he got a good flash of my naked pussy. I felt a little wave of pleasure pooling between my legs as I was really enjoying showing him everything. He was still looking down at my totally shaved lips as I got myself nice and comfy straddling him. I leaned back onto my hands and allowed him to run his hands up both my thighs. They felt big and warm, and soft, and I was enjoying flashing him so much that I was very wet now. I spread my legs open ...

... further and lifted my hips up to him as I looked right at his face and said, quietly and confidently, “Lick Mama, baby.” As he dipped his head down to lick me, I put one hand on the back of his head and pushed him down the rest of the way, just to keep it fresh in his mind who was boss. As his lips touched mine, I felt a jolt of electricity all over me. I decided I was going to see what I had to work with at first. He gave me a good tongue licking all over my outer lips, lapping at me like a little puppy dog. It wasn’t bad, but it was definitely a bit amateur. He seemed to want to impress me so that wasn’t all he did. After a few moments, he looked up at me with his blue eyes and then started to flick his tongue in between my lips. He wasn’t on my clitoris, but I think that’s where he was aiming. I watched him for a minute, feeling a little bit amused at his utterly adorable attempts to please me. Bless his little soul. I patted his hair gently and said, “Aaaw you’re such a sweetie.” I loved treating him like that, and as I spoke I felt myself getting wetter and wondered if he had noticed too. “I feel very wet. I’d like it if you cleaned me up a bit,” I said. I thought he might need more detailed instruction than that, so I spread myself open with my fingers just above where his tongue was and said, “I want you to lick my pussy hole please. Big flat licks with your tongue.” He drew his head away and stared at my spread pussy, getting his bearings, before doing as I told him. ...