Goddess of the Moon - Sex Stories

Goddess of the Moon

... Unlike most girls your age, you are not shaven or waxed. I am pleased to find a triangular patch of black pubic hair, left to grow naturally. I bury my face in it and get my first, whiff or your natural, piquant scent. Before now it was a heady mix of Arabian perfume and scented creams. Finally, trapped in your body hair, I smell the pungent fragrance that is uniquely you. I breathe you in as if trying to absorb your essence. I plant kisses on your hips, down to where your thighs meet. More kisses gets you to part them, revealing your labia, the most intimate part of your Awra. You are wet, very wet, glistening with your juices. I gently stroke you apart and your wet vulva opens, looking like an exotic orchid after the rain. I linger for a moment, taking in your dark lips and delicate pink interior, trying to burn it onto my memory. I draw back your clitoral hood and expose your wonderful, little button. I lick my lips, ensure my tongue is well lubricated with saliva and go in for a firm lick. A soft and sudden gasp tells me you weren't expecting it. I smile to myself. You’re sensitive, helping you to orgasm isn't going to be difficult at all. I know you are going to come hard. I kiss your pussy. Gently to start with, barely making contact, then pressing into your wetness. Flicks of my tongue accompany each smooch. My lips become coated with your sticky ambrosia, a flavour nothing short of divine. Longer licks, travelling slowly from your perineum, up one side between your ...

... minora and majora and over your clitoris. Again, up the other side, all the way to your clit. Once more, lapping my tongue from your beautifully tight, puckered arsehole, through the centre of your cunt and across your tingling nub. You can't help but let out a high pitched cry of pleasure. I've got you now. I am going to make you come. You grip the bed clothes as I eat you in a frenzy. Licking and sucking as I’ve never done for any other woman. I forcefully keep your legs wide open, working you up to your climax. Your eyes are wide and you bite down hard on your lip, trying desperately, but vainly to suppress your squeaks and squeals of sheer delight, euphoria welling up inside you. Each sound spurs me on further. I can feel your body tense up. You try to clamp your thighs together, but I’m too strong and keep them apart. Your pelvis gyrates, grinding yourself into my face. Your moaning increases, louder and more desperate. You can't hold back any more and no longer even try controlling your vocalisations. You come with a scream, orgasm explodes through your body. The head rush is intense, you nearly faint, but I don't stop. My mouth clamped over your clit, fiercely sucking and tonguing hard. “Enough… Enough!” you whisper in hoarse tones and push at my head. I release my grip and watch you gently quivering on the bed. Naked, exposed, eyes closed, trying to catch your breath. “Oh my god... Oh my god,” you mutter, to nobody in particular. You are mine. I spread your thighs with ...