By: Rachel R.
I really liked fingering her love hole. It was the way she'd grab me and squeeze, her wetness coating my finger as I stroked her silky pussy. I loved the way her body would buckle when my finger curls inside her, rubbing a spot that'd makes her moan and scream. She came faster and more often than any one I'd ever fucked.
The first time we made out, we were chilling on my sofa; sexual tension is in the air, so thick like a morning fog. I could tell she wanted me to make the "move" and I'm usually the trepidatious one when it comes to first moves. "Can I kiss you?" I finally asked. "Don't you mean may I?" Yes, yes, she'd been giving me sexy snarkiness all night; it was her brand of flirtatiousness I guess. She was all tongue when we kissed and I loved her tongue dancing in my mouth. The longer we kissed the more turned on I got, as if I was engulfed in a lust-ridden ocean of desire. Have you ever experienced that? A lust that just deepens and deepens until it feels way bigger than you and the other person creating it, an all-consuming emotion.
Before I knew it her tank was down to her waist and my hands caressing her breasts. Her hands were up my T-shirt, pinching my nipples playfully. We were twisting our bodies to fit in that couch, not noticing how uncomfortably cramped it was because we just wanted to get closer and closer. My hand crept up her bare thigh to her wet panties and I played on the outside of her, enjoying the feel of her moisture soaked panties and her sensual pussy beneath. She felt hot under the satin fabric and I wanted to slip my finger through the fabric and into her. Instead I held back and slowly circled her hard clit, which I could feel. She sighed wantonly into my mouth, her tongue working mine more vigorously, her hand around my neck, craning to bring me closer to her if that was even possible given how physically wrapped around each other we already were. Eventually she stood up, took my arm and dragged-pulled me into my dimly lit bedroom. She was not shy, this one. She pushed me onto my bed, straddled me and slowly took off her tank and sports bra. I tried to sit up because I really wanted to lick and suck her nipples, but she held me down and roughly pulled off my T-shirt.
Then she placed both hands on my chest, moved her skirt out of the way and ground her hot and wet panty covered crotch on mine. She moved like she knew what the fuck she was doing. My hands wrapped around her round ass and squeezed, grinding her hard, internally cursing the panty barrier between our bare pussies. I wanted to feel her pussy, but I wanted her to decide when. Eventually she grabbed my shoulders and did this hot flip over thing and then I was on top and she pulled my head down to her breasts. Hungrily lapping, sucking her engorged nipples and ensconcing them with my wet tongue as I was alternating between her hard nipples. At first I was gentle, but her sighs and moans and groans made me lust for her, I bit hard on a nipple. She emitted a "guttural yes..." while her legs curled underneath me.
I spread her legs, touching the wet lavender satin panties and pushed the wet fabric to one side with my fingers, my god she was so fucking wet. "You're so fucking wet," I said into her breast where my mouth was still planted, kissing and licking while my middle finger parted her pussy lips and plunging into her quickly, making her buckle and twist and utter unintelligible sounds. I wanted her bad. This wasn't going to be no slow n' gentle finger fucking. As I fucked her hard with my fingers, I licked and bit my way from her breasts up her neck to her open mouth and her tongue was ready. I sucked that too. She reciprocated sucking mine and it felt she would swallow my tongue. Our mouths clasped and wouldn't let go.
I am in her deliciously wet cunt, my middle finger was curling and uncurling, gently twisting, roughly going in and out. Our mouths unclasped. "Oh god...," she whimpered, "You like that?" "Yes...god." I slipped in another finger which made for an even tighter fit. "You like me fucking your pussy?" I was whispering into her ear and she must have liked that because I felt more wetness on my fingers and hand.
"Yes...oh god...don't stop. I'm gonna..." Her body did the buckling and winding thing beneath me. Her hands are grasping me tightly and her nails digging into my flesh. Suddenly I wanted to see the effect of what my fingers were doing to her. I wanted to see her pussy swallowing them. I moved down her stomach, kissing and licking on my way down and the sight that awaited me. I just... I wanted to fuck her deeper. Normally my strap-on would have made an appearance, but she just felt so damn good on my fingers. I lifted and bent one of her legs ninety degrees, which opened her cunt more and I slipped in deeper. The way her pussy would grab me was heaven. The wetness, the sounds as I slipped in and out her tight sloppy cunt, all of this just drove me wild. "I could fuck you all night," and I meant it. Just as I said that she tightened around me, her pussy with a death grip on my fingers. I didn't think she could get any tighter and I felt her orgasm start building, so I fucker her with great intensity, pummeling her wet fuck hole.
Feeling every bit of her sopping pussy, curling and flicking my fingers inside her make both of us wet with desire. She shrieked loudly as she came and her body is arching off the bed, my finger deep in her pussy and damn what a beautiful sight. When she came down from that, she pulled me to her and held me in a tight embrace. A few minutes later, I still lay on top of her. We kissed softly and gently, over and over and over. No tongue. Just wet lips clasping and unclasping, making loud suction sounds, and occasional mmm from time to time. Then her hands wrapped around my shoulder, the kisses grew more urgent, her legs parted and my hand started sliding down my fingers reaching for her sweet pussy again...