I couldn't believe how much I wanted him all of a sudden. It was practically consuming me. The feel of his hand on my ass, his mouth on my breast, made me want to get even closer to him.
Then he rolled me on to my back and started to kiss down my stomach. I forced myself to take deeper breaths, to take in more oxygen, but the anticipation was killing me, especially when he started teasing me, his tongue sliding just around my panties. I didn't think they could get any wetter, but they did. When he kissed my pussy through them, I knew this was going to be good, and as soon as he had them off, I was raising my hips to feel his tongue on me.
Oh God! Oh God! Did he know what he was doing! I began to moan loudly, still trying to breathe more slowly, but not succeeding at all. It was like he was scoping me out, researching for a model of the inside of my pussy. And it was so, so good... But he wasn't touching my clit, and it was driving me wild, the anticipation building up, the sensations converging. I knew when he did I would be toast. I clapped my hand to his head as he finally tongued my clit and one of those orgasms that make you see white lights made my body shudder.
But he didn't stop there. He was literally making me writhe. I couldn't help it. I could feel a second climax building in me, and amazingly it felt as if it was going to be as big as the previous one. My stomach muscles and thighs were spasming and I gripped the bedcovers, as his tongue explored my vagina. I was so close, and then I felt him press my button again, setting off a whole fucking 4th of July display. I screamed. And I kept on screaming because he kept on massaging my clit, just the way I like it, the whole shaft, not just the head. Oh my giddy aunt!
I felt like I'd been tasered. I was just lying there, unable to move. I felt him relax his grip on me and move his body onto mine, his cock between my legs. I saw his face in front of my eyes and I tried to say thank you, but my voice was hoarse. We smiled at each other and I reached my hands up to his face to pull him towards me, so I could lick my cum from his chin and taste it on his tongue. When he kissed me, I felt even more light-headed. I hadn't been kissed like that in so long, with such passion and tenderness all rolled into one. Wow! A girl could get to like that a lot.
I really wanted to give him as much pleasure as he'd just given me, but I didn't feel up to it for the moment. And I was also just really enjoying kissing him and caressing his back with my hands and his ass with my feet. I rolled him to the side so he could get his arms round me and I could feel his hands on my skin too, and we lay there for quite some time, just kissing and stroking each other's bodies languidly.
After a while, I thought I'd actually quite like to taste the wine he'd poured earlier, and I extracted myself from his embrace to go and get it. He sat up on the end of the bed when I got up, and after I handed him his drink, I knelt between his knees and clinked my glass to his. "To new friends," I said, smiling. The wine was better for having stood in the glasses for a while, and I rolled it around my mouth to appreciate it more fully. We talked a little about what we could taste, and laughed at how the acidity of my juices might have actually changed the structure of the wine in our mouths.
I sank down on to my heels, my elbows resting on his legs, and found my eyes almost level with his cock. His erection had subsided a little, but it was still prominent. I reached out my hand to touch it, just lightly, running my fingertips along the shaft and around the head. My touch made him gasp and his cock stood to attention once more. My fingertips were now slick with his precum, and I raised them to my mouth, licking them visibly, all the while looking into his eyes. I'd recovered my senses now, and I hoped to return the wonderful favour he'd done me earlier.
I rose to my knees again and took his glass, downing most of what was left in mine at the same time. I placed the glasses on the table and crawled back to between his legs on all fours, my eyes looking into his, this time definitely predatorily. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him firmly but gently backwards on to his elbows, bending my body over his, and lowering my mouth to his chest.
I didn't talk, but that was because my mouth was still full. I had kept some of the wine in it, and as I kissed his chest, circling my tongue over his nipple, some of it seeped out and trickled down his chest, where I promptly licked it up again. I placed my lips on his sternum and deliberately let a trickle of wine run down his stomach, all the way into his pubic hair, following it with my tongue, listening to his breathing change. When I reached his cock, I went straight for the crown, placing my lips around it and letting the wine stream down around his shaft, before licking it all up again, with long strokes of my tongue. I don't know where the idea came from, it just popped into my head and seemed appropriate - a good combination of two sensual oral pleasures. I was hoping he liked it as much as I did.
Then I set about cleaning it all up again, using my lips and tongue, catching the drops that had dribbled down his balls, that were trickling down the creases of his thighs, that had settled in his pubic hair. It really did add a dimension to the whole experience, and I was really loving it.
Finally, I was ready to take him in my mouth, and my tongue swirled around his crown and back and forth on the underside of his shaft as my mouth descended over him, my lips not touching until he was quite far in. I could still taste the wine on him, and it only increased the pleasure I was getting. I looked up into his eyes to see the effect it was having on him, but his were closed for the moment, concentrating on the feelings I supposed.
I gently raked my teeth over his veins, pressing the tip of my tongue up into him as I went, sucking gently around his head when I reached it, and then sliding back down again slowly. As my head rose again, my lips clamped firmly round my teeth, pressing hard all the way around his shaft. I heard him moan deeply and felt myself getting very wet again.
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