Whisper That You Love Me - Sex Stories

Whisper That You Love Me

... source.” “You want to eat my pussy?” she grinned coyly. “Is that what you’re asking?” “Yes!” I nearly shouted. “Tell me what you’d do?” “I’d lick your pussy, suck your juices, and tongue your clit. I want to tongue fuck your love hole and make you come.” Cheryl giggled. “You’re such a naughty boy,” she chided me. “Would you eat my pussy if you had me tied up like you are?” “You know I would,” I groaned. “Should I make you eat my pussy now?” “Please!” “I was making love to your cock,” she said, straightening up to kneel beside me. “I’m not going to stop just because you’re eating my pussy.” “Make love to my cock,” I told her, “And let me make love to your pussy.” She grinned evilly at me and twisted around to kneel across me. She backed up my frame until she was positioned perfectly. She lowered herself until her pussy lips were pierced by my extended tongue. I felt a little quiver shudder through her as my tongue sought out the hardened little nub of her clit, and then groaned when she leaned over and engulfed my steel-hard rod into the soft tissue of her mouth. My arms strained against the tie. What I really wanted was to wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her to me. But Cheryl had secured me tightly. So I pushed my face into her and did my best to turn my tongue into a small prick to tease, lick, taste, and fuck her tender flesh. For her part, Cheryl pushed back against me. She continued to lick and stroke my cock, kissing it, sucking it, drawing her lips up the ...

... length and plunging her mouth down and enveloping me in the soft, warm flesh of her mouth. The room was filled with our moans of passion and delight. My head was swimming in the multitude of sensations for many minutes as we orally entertained each other. Cheryl surrendered first, quickly rising off me and swinging her body around. Her hands planted on my shoulders and her hips sought out my rod. She looked into my eyes, her own glazed and smoky with desire as she lowered herself on me. I felt my cock absorbed into the warmth of her love canal. “You fucker,” she snarled at me. “You made me want you so bad. You’re wicked. I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.” “Never going to happen,” I said firmly. “I’ll never beg you to stop.” She leaned down and kissed my still-wet face, driving her tongue into my mouth. “I love tasting me on you,” she said. “And I love making you taste your cock in my mouth.” I laughed easily. “I don’t care, Cheryl. Everything with you is wonderful.” She raised her hips and slammed down on me. “I want to fuck you so hard,” she growled. “Whatever you want,” I grinned. “All you’re going to do is make me come.” She shivered. “Oh, baby, you know I love it when you come inside me.” It didn’t take very long for her to coax the come from within me. Happily, she’d had at least two crashing orgasms, including the final one that coincided with my own release. After we’d exhausted ourselves Cheryl lay on top of me, her head next to mine, and my cock still lodged ...