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sexual heat, and each nipple stiff and erect. At the same time, his hands, and her wiggling hips managed
to work her thin, blue, bikini-style panties down her sleek legs.
He continued his kissing, languorously taunting down to the flat expanse of her taut stomach. He paused
briefly, letting his tongue tease the deep, sensual well of her navel. Appreciatively, her hands stroked his
hair and caressed his cheeks.
"It feels so good," she crooned with relish. "Even your breath is exciting, warm, and arousing."
He knew what she meant, remembering how many times he had enjoyed feeling the warm streams of her
breath caressing the stiff length, of his cock.
Downward, he kissed, taunting his way closer and closer to the fur-fleeced mound of his sister's cunt.
But before his lips touched that soft fluff, he suddenly swung his head to the side, using his lips and
tongue to tease along the smooth interior of one of her thighs. He repeated the tantalizing maneuver on
the opposite thigh, blowing lightly on the strands of her pubic down as he turned his mouth to her other
leg.
He didn't rush. The longer he took, the higher her anticipation would be when his mouth finally pressed
against the waiting lips of her pussy. A man's mouth is one of the greatest pleasures he can offer a
woman. When it's given, a man should take his time, making sure the woman receives the full effects of
tongue and lips. Kissing up from her thigh, he circled up to the fringe of her tender foliage. Then he
weaved his tongue downward through those soft, silky strands.
However, he denied her trembling groove of sex the touch of his oral digit. Instead, he continued his
taunting. Playfully, he ran his tongue to each side of that intimate slit, sometimes teasingly wiggling it right
next to the moist mouth of her quim.
"Damn! It feels wonderful!" The blonde above him moaned in a deep, lusty voice. "It's like being
tortured with pleasure!" It was exactly like that. Because that's what he was doing to her. Each tickling
stroke of his tongue, each fleeting maneuver toward the quivering lips of her labia was designed to incite
her, and awaken the desirous needs within the steaming channel of her cunt. Without a hint of what was
to come next, he ran his tongue along the crease of her sex. He didn't delve into that hot, juicy pocket,
but simply toyed up and down the slit. He licked away the moist droplets of her womanly fluids,
smacking his lips loudly so that she knew he swallowed down her juices.
Then, using both hands, he spread the plump, pink lips of her cunt, opening her so that he saw the
delicate scalloped lips of her inner labia. In a wide, laving lap, he ran the taunting length of his tongue up
and down the wet channel. At the top of his swipe, he paused momentarily, lovingly circling the aroused
bud of her clit. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" she cooed in deep satisfaction. She writhed, her pelvis responding with a
trembling little hunch. "Gooooood!" Again and again, he licked the quivering groove of her sex, replacing
the flow of her fluids with the shining veneer of his saliva. Her hands tightened on the back of his head,
but she didn't push him down into the hungry mouth of her cunt. She was doing as he told her, lying back
and savoring the oral delights he provided.
With the same lazy slowness, he finally got down to the serious task of eating her. Using his tongue-tip,
he parted the inner lips of her pussy and languorously slithered his oral digit into the juicy quick of her
body.
Like a jolt of electricity, the intimate penetration jarred her. She writhed, her hips beginning to undulate
on their own accord. She was fucking herself on his tongue, hunching at his face. In a counterpoint, he
used his oral digit in penis-imitating fashion. As her pelvis pushed upward, he licked out, swirling his
tongue over the interior of her cunt. When she eased back, he thrust inward. It was a tease, but one he
enjoyed and, from the constant chorus of her moans, one she delighted in equally.
Eventually, he fell into her rhythm, matching the need of her young body with the laving of his tongue,
drilling inward as her hips rose and slithering out at the fall of her pelvis. He ate her, licking and sucking
away the flood of fluids that flowed into the channel of her cunt.
Then to add that extra something special, he wiggled a thumb atop the button of her clit. Roughly, the
way his sex hungry sister liked it, he rolled the aroused nubbin. Firmly, he rubbed the button of her
womanly pleasure.
It didn't take long after that. Crying out in a piteous voice of delight, the teen-age girl came. Quickly he
removed his thumb and drilled his tongue in and out. He ate at her until the last throes of her climax
passed and she lay trembling and panting, sated. "I hope to hell Tanya realizes how lucky she is," his
younger sister managed a smile. "I don't think there's another man like you in the world!"
"Ahhh, gosh!" He said, imitating the stereotype of an embarrassed farm boy. "Twere'n't nothing Miss
Weston. Any red-blooded American boy would love to go down on that pretty little pussy of yours."
She shook her head and groaned. "I've met a few who wouldn't. Pussy licking doesn't fit their picture of
the macho male." Chance realized that. Half the country's population still felt that oral sex was something
dirty and nasty. He could never understand a man, or a woman for that matter, who would deny his
sexual partner the pleasure of his mouth. But it was a common occurrence, despite the popularity of sex
manuals and the so-called sexual revolution. He even knew one couple who admitted being married
seven years before either of them worked up the courage to give each other's mouth to the other. They
did it only one time.
He moaned, abruptly coming out of his thoughts. Cari had discovered the thick bulge straining beneath
his pants. Her hand was roughly squeezing at it.
"Hey, look what I found!" Her eyes coyly flashed to his, her eyelashes batting innocently. "Is this for me? [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]