Zebra - Sex Stories

Zebra

... of her pussy as she grabs fists full of my hair, and pulls me to her. The contrast of our bodies is striking. Her Ivory skin against my Ebony. Swirled. Mel adjusts the weight of her body around my tongue and opens her legs wider for me, and her hard clit encourages me to lick her deeper. I slurp at her soft wet lips with my broad and needy tongue, and I can taste the change in her juices that tell me she is getting close to orgasm. Not yet. My chocolate hands grab her vanilla ass cheeks, and spread them with each hand. I raise her ass off of the couch and crane my neck lower to wantonly munch on her asshole. I rim her deep and lovingly and reassure her that she tastes just as delicious there too, as I snake my tongue inside of her sphincter as far as it will go. This surprises her and her legs go limp over my shoulders. As she claws at my scalp, causing tension on my follicles, her thighs start to shake, and her moans turn into low growls. “Please, I can't hold it much longer Trin…it feels so fucking good.” “Show me you like it….” I replace my tongue with a mining finger that I bury in her asshole, and I gently thrust inside of her anus. Exploring it. Violating it at times. I use my left hand to pull back her hood, fully expose her button, and softly nibble around her entire clitoris. Her sphincter seizes around my finger and causes me to withdraw, and once again I offer my digit to her to clean off. She softly sucks her ...

... naughty bits from my soiled finger without hesitation, and greedily swallows her own remnants. My hands join my mouth as I work her pussy over and I rake her clit with my teeth and fill her cunt with two fingers. I have her pussy fully exposed for me and I feel her body tense even more as I hold her legs in place, and finger her harder. “Do you like being my hand puppet, Mel?” “….fuck, here it comes!” She was right. A few more thrusts of my fingers into her vagina and Melanie makes a puddle into my mouth. I enjoy the taste of her salty sweetness and the feel of her hot liquid as it drizzles down my wrist. I lightly brush my lips against her tender pussy lips as she calms and the room begins to slow down. Post orgasmic bliss weighs heavily on her and she closes her eyes to enjoy her sated spasms. It was at this second that I sense Mel’s husband standing in the door way of the living room. I freeze before I turn around, and I recall Mel’s words to me about their deal. Her discretion. His rules. All of this now disregarded in his own home. I brace myself for a confrontation as I slowly and reluctantly turn around to face him. In the low light of the room, the overwhelming and laden smell of sweet pussy in the air hangs above and around us. I see her husband who stands in his boxer shorts, with his eyes fixed. He is slowly, deliberately, stroking his hard and exposed cock, with a thick stream of pre cum dangling from the tip…