He's Never Made Me Come - Sex Stories

He's Never Made Me Come

... still, until finally I felt her hands on the back of my head, pulling me closer. This was what I had been waiting for. She had taken control, taken responsibility for her own pleasure. She was showing her husband that her needs were just as important as his, that she knew she deserved to be satisfied, and that he would be the one to do it. I didn’t resist as she pulled me down. I allowed her hips to rise up to meet me. This time, when I dipped my tongue into her soaking slit and slowly moved north, I didn’t stop. As my tongue ran over her clit, her entire body froze for a second as she groaned, a primal sound I’d never heard before. I flicked the tip of my tongue over her swollen bud a few times, feeling her shuddering beneath me, and then closed my lips around her. I flattened my tongue, pressing it against her opening, then drew it up, coating her clit with her juices. I sucked gently on her and she cried out, holding my head tightly in place, grinding against my mouth. “Ah... oooh... uuhh.” A string of vowels, all rolling into one another tumbled from her mouth, followed by a prolonged “Fuuuuuuck!” as I ran my tongue over her clit, still sucking. I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on for long, I could feel her clit throbbing on my tongue. But I couldn’t let this be over just yet, she deserved more. Pulling my head back, a struggle against her hold, I dipped down lower. I repositioned her legs so that they were over my shoulders, spreading her wider. I gently bit down ...

... on her flesh, scraping my teeth over her ass cheek. “Ughhhhh...” she groaned. I ran my tongue slowly up her slit again, and then back down. But I didn’t stop this time, moving further south until the very tip of my tongue teased the ring of her other hole. “Fuck! Fff...uuuuck!” Her reaction to this new sensation was incredible, but I sensed it was not something she’d ever considered before, and I didn’t want to overwhelm her with new experiences. Better to focus on giving her one, unforgettable, new experience. I ran my tongue back up to her slit, this time teasing her lips further apart, sliding slightly deeper. I licked slowly around her opening, trying to gauge her reaction, then tentatively probed her entrance, careful to only go millimetres deep. She moaned loudly again, and still holding my head, pushed her hips towards me, forcing my tongue deeper into her. I pulled my tongue back and gently pushed into her again. She gasped and bucked her hips. I worked my tongue slowly in and out, building a rhythm with her as she moved her hips. I was fucking her with my tongue, and I knew she was close. Her walls were squeezing tightly, trying to clamp down on my slippery tongue, and she was moaning uncontrollably now. It was becoming difficult to maintain a rhythm as her hips were bucking erratically, her hold of my head becoming tighter. “Oohhhfuuuuuuuuuck! I’m so... close!” she managed to gasp out between moans. I spread her lips even further apart with my fingers and pushed my ...