Game Over. Game On - Sex Stories

Game Over. Game On

... and her pussy rode across my mouth, pulling her clit away from the grasp of my lips and tongue. She bucked again as my mouth wrestled with her pussy trying to regain my trophy. My tongue darted out further and her bucking stopped as I lapped at her juices, seemingly streaming from her cunt. I heard her sucking breath through her teeth as my efforts found their mark and the bucking motions started again. We moaned in unison. As our actions intensified, my thought processes kicked back in. Arrested by Kat’s instruction, my hands had until now grasped the edge of the bench. With her slender frame standing astride me on the bench, they now moved in unison across the outside of her feet. As the ballet between her pussy and my mouth continued my fingers traced paths to the hollow where her ankles met her feet. My middle fingers slid up the silky smooth skin of her calves and made their way from the side of them up the back of them to the back of her knees, where they were joined by the rest of my fingers as they slid up the back of her thighs. My hands now moved higher and grasped the cheeks of her arse, holding her on my face. Kat’s movements, though measured, intensified. I sensed that she was going to cum, stood over me and grinding her pussy hard on my mouth and chin. What happened next though came as a complete surprise to me and served to intensify my arousal. My mouth encompassed the apex of her labia as I sucked down on Katja’s delightful little clit, hooded beneath them. ...

... I flicked it with my tongue, hard, soft, fast and slow; rolling my tongue around it and sucking on her juices. I felt her legs give a bit, as mine had in the shower, and her crotch bucked sharply onto my mouth, before withdrawing slightly. I sensed her backside twitching back and forth, and then Kat let out a low, guttural moan. She raised herself away from my oral clutches and, with her pussy sitting mere inches from my face, I suddenly became aware of a different form of wetness as a stream of piss flowed from her and over my face, cascading down my naked body, across my throbbing cock and onto the floor. Kat took her right hand away from the peg and splayed her fingers over her cunt and pulled her lips up, exposing her urethra and allowing her piss to jet across my face. I moved my face around taking the hot stream all over, opening my mouth and allowing it to stream in. Some I swallowed, some I spat back at her, spurting it at her cunt as the stream died away. Katja’s movements slowed and stopped. She stood over me still, exhausted from her exertions. I reached up and gently loosed her left hand away from the peg. Placing my hands under her arms, I gripped her lightly and lowered her down. She stood shakily on the floor in front of me, and I leaned forward and kissed her. She kissed back eagerly as she tasted her own juices and piss on my mouth before pulling away and thrusting her pert left breast up at me. I took the rigid nipple and kissed it before flicking it harshly ...