Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room - Sex Stories

Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room

... he asked, as his fingers continued to stimulate my vulva and clitoris. I remember feeling absolutely powerless to resist this incredibly sexy man. I was so fucking turned on. I was so aroused I did not have the strength to resist. After a pause, I released my grip on his head and allowed him to continue kissing his way down my belly towards my wet and open vagina. He kissed my vulva gently for several seconds, stopping to look at me ‘down there’. He was studying my most private parts. I wondered if he was deciding whether to continue. I blushed deeply. I felt my neck and chest flush with embarrassment as Johan examined my pussy while continuing to finger me. I was glad that I had decided to shave myself earlier in the evening. Shamelessly, I spread my legs open to allow him to penetrate me more deeply with his fingers. I cannot explain it, but despite the embarrassment, I enjoyed exposing myself like this. I liked Johan examining my most intimate parts. He gently kissed my vulva as he studied it. I did not know how to guide him, this was all new to me. I reached down and shamelessly held my vagina open, exposing my clitoris for his inspection. Johan kissed me right on my little nubbin, my erect clitoris, and I moaned approval. He took my moans as approval to proceed, and tested my clitoris with the tip of his tongue. The contact of his tongue on my erect clit sent a shot of pleasure through me. “Oh god, Johan… do that again…” I lifted my ass off the bed to give him better ...

... access. Johan repeated touching my clit with his tongue, only this time he licked and stimulated me for several seconds before stopping. “Oh, Johan, that’s the spot… god, that feels good,” I panted with excitement, encouraging him. Johan began stimulating me with more enthusiasm, encouraged by my reaction. He flicked his tongue over my erect clit repeatedly, causing me to moan each time. Then, without warning, he took my clit into his mouth and sucked on it! “Oh shit, that's too intense!” I shuddered. I grabbed his head and tried to push him away because of the intensity of him sucking on my clit. But he was too strong, I could not break his suction on my vulva. “Oh Johan… oh god… damn… too intense,” I hissed. Despite my incoherent protests, he did not release my swollen clit from his lips. He sucked slightly harder as I shook and quaked under his stimulation. I could feel my orgasm starting to build! Suddenly, as my orgasm neared, I stopped trying to push him away and caressed his head as he sucked my clit. I was spreading my legs as wide as I could to open myself up for him. I was shameless. I knew I was going to cum if he continued stimulating me this way. I was arching my hips up and grinding my pussy into his mouth and jaw. In the throes of my pending orgasm, I had completely forgotten about my husband watching me behave like a wanton little slut. I felt like a puppet and Johan was pulling all my strings. He was getting me to react in ways I did not know were possible. And ...