The Unexpected
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Brenda came to bed naked, an indicator she was feeling horny. Hey, that worked for me. She pulled back the covers and lay down on her back to my right. I rolled over to face her, head propped in my hand, and began caressing her torso. Circling out from her belly, across her breasts, pausing to circle my palm on her nipples, down to her bush where she spread her legs in anticipation. But I stroked up between her breasts to her neck where I briefly placed my hand in a choking position before moving it up onto her right cheek, then brought my fingertips across her lips, and trailed them back down to her bush. Bending my head down, I licked and sucked on her left nipple, taking as much of her ample breast into my mouth as I could, flicking the nipple with my tongue. Maintaining suction, I lifted my head, pulling the breast up by the nipple, until it pulled loose and dropped back down with a jiggle. She moaned with eyes closed and lips parted. Bending my head again, I ran my tongue underneath her breast, across the side where I paused to nibble lightly on the flesh there, then up to the top of her breast and back down to the nipple. Meanwhile, my left hand had been resting on kaçak iddaa her bush, just above her slit. She began rocking her hips, encouraging me to explore that area, to put that lazy hand to work. Holding my fingers tight together, I moved them down over her womanhood and began massaging her labia in a circular motion. I’d long ago discovered that that was the quickest way to get her lubricated because it involved stimulation from the vaginal opening to her clit, and outer and inner labia, all at once. She sighed and it worked better than usual because she was already wet. I smeared her juices around her crotch, wetting everywhere between her thighs and up into her bush. I love the taste of a woman’s nectar, something, unfortunately, Brenda didn’t share. Since she was already so wet and open, I worked tips of my middle and ring fingers around the opening of her woman’s well, encouraging it to open more as well as wetting them for entry. Then I slipped both fingers into her as deep as they would go. She gasped and lifted her hips to meet them. I pumped them in and out a few times, getting them soaked, then moved them to her right nipple. As my mouth continued to pay homage kaçak bahis to her left breast, I wiped her juices onto her nipple, then returned my fingers to her well for more. Repeating this process three or four times, her nipple was wet and glistening with her nectar. Her breathing had become ragged and I watched that wet nub rise and fall with it. Lifting my mouth from her left breast I placed my left hand with wet fingers outstretched on the outside of her right breast and pulled it toward my mouth as I moved over her. “Ahhh,” she sighed as my mouth clamped onto her soaking nipple, filling my mouth with her flavor. We’d done this many times, usually with me cleaning her nipple, rewetting it with her nectar, and repeating several times. This time, however, she really surprised me. Placing her hand over mine, she pulled it up as she tilted her head down and sucked the fingers which were wet with her into her mouth. I felt her tongue swirl around them, cleaning them thoroughly, then she let her head rest back as my fingers slipped from her mouth. Holy, shit, I was momentarily stunned. Lifting my head from her breast, I searched her face. Her eyes and lips were closed, illegal bahis mouth moving as she worked her flavor around in her mouth, brow not furrowed; no indication she didn’t like it. I decided to explore this new possibility. My mouth returned to her nipple as my fingers returned to her well to refresh in the hot liquid silk within. Her hips pumped to meet my fingers as they again became drenched with her. I pulled them from her and lifted my head as I brought my hand up, but this time instead of wiping them on her nipple, I watched her face as I placed them to her lips. A moment’s hesitation, then her mouth opened to accept my offering. My fingers slipped inside and her lips closed as I felt her tongue working around, finding all her flavor. Still, no indication she didn’t like it. Fuck! Time to notch it up a bit.I noticed myself shaking with lust as I moved my body over her. She reached down and guided my cock to the entry of her well. With a slow thrust, I buried myself in her, trapping her hand between us. That had happened before, but this time she left it there when I lifted for another stroke. I thought she would rub her clit, another thing she’d never done, but her hand remained motionless. After several long, deep strokes where I’d grind myself against her when I bottomed, pressing her hand against her clit, I figured my dick was wet enough for her mouth.
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