“You owe me for this,” Callie said flatly, not even bothering to look at me as I slid into the passenger seat. What was supposed to be one beer with an old friend had turned into many, and Uber really isn’t practical way out here.
I stopped for a moment, her words registering in my brain, and then began to lean over the center console. “Let’s…let’s get it goin’ then,” I slurred drunkenly in her ear as I tried to kiss her neck. She pushed me away roughly, but I swear I saw the corner of her mouth curl up into a smile as we punched the gas out of the parking lot of the bar.
———-
The hangover hit hard as it typically does in your late 20’s. Gone were the days of rallying for more drinks the next night, and I found myself underneath the covers reading a book by about 9:30 pm. My girlfriend Callie was in the shower, apparently in agreement that there would be no midnight revelry tonight.
The door opened slowly and out of the corner of my eye, I sensed that she was standing in the doorway. Looking up from my book, I found a quite unexpected sight – Callie dressed in a sheer black robe and a tiny black thong.
“What’s going on?” I asked, somewhere between confused and intrigued. She did look incredibly sexy after all.
“Oh, you know,” she replied, sauntering my way while playing absent-mindedly with her long blonde hair. She stopped at the foot of the bed and bent at the waist, her full breasts hanging lusciously inside the almost sheer robe. Her half-inch long nipples were already hard, and the sight was enough to cause a stirring in my pants despite how poorly I felt.
“You owe me, and I’m cashing in.”
“I owe you? For what?”
“Silly boy.” She walked around to my side of the bed, trailing a finger up my leg underneath the covers. She stopped next to me and the clean scent of her body wash wafted across my nose; my hand reached to play with strap of the thong on her left hip. She caught my hand in mid air and brought it to her face, trailing her tongue up the index finger. She kissed the tip before plunging the entire finger deep into her warm, wet mouth. I groaned subconsciously, imagining my hardening cock in her mouth in place of my finger. Without warning she withdrew my finger from her mouth and slid it aggressively down to the patch of fabric covering her sex.
“You owe me,” she said.
I slid Callie’s black thong aside and began to tease her by trailing the very tip fingernail lightly up and down her wetness. Increasing the pressure slightly, I began to draw small circles on her clit with the pad of my thick finger; she responded with a soft moan, her head thrown back. She pawed at the tie of her robe, practically tearing it open and thrusting her full breasts into the air. As I continued rubbing circles on her clit and feeling the wetness pool around my hand she reached up to grasp both of her breasts, continuing to moan softly. Her eyes shot open as I slipped a meaty finger deep into her wetness.
“Oh my god,” she moaned as I added a second finger inside of her, her hands sliding up and down my forearm. Curling my fingers ever so slightly I worked my way to her g-spot and then backed off, teasing, knowing that it could cause her to explode at any second. I continued in alternating rhythms for the next minute or so, occasionally reaching up to lightly pull on her nipple or grab the heft of her breast in my free hand.
“Mmm, you’re doing a great job,” she said, her eyes snapping open. “But I’ve got one more challenge for you, big boy.”
Gently sliding my fingers from inside of her and pushing my head back against the pillows, I watched in awe as she climbed up on the bed…straddled me…and began to lower her wet pussy towards my face. I’m a firm believer in giving as much as you receive, but I have to admit that I had never “given” in this particular position. Was my beautiful girlfriend about to sit on my face for the first time in my life?
Indeed she was – she swiped her sopping black thong aside and as slowly as she would allow herself, began to lower her pussy to my lips. Rock hard in my boxers, I wrapped my arms underneath her ass and up around her juicy hips, welcoming her honeypot to my face. When my lips met hers I made sure to I give her pussy everything I had. I drew her clit in between my lips and flicked it gently with my tongue, slow strokes and then fast; I flattened my tongue along her labia with long swipes and then did the ABCs forward and backward (an amateur move, I must admit) with just the tip. I straightened my tongue upwards and moved it in and out of her hole using my nose to tickle her clit. She tasted different than ever before – a little bit sweet, and a little bit tangy but a 100% pleasant flavor. Every once in a while I stole a glance upwards across her flat tummy and her bouncing breasts to her face, which appeared to be locked in ultimate ecstasy.
Unexpectedly, she pressed her hips and pussy down across my jaw and grabbed a handful of my hair.
Looking down at me with lust in her eyes, she said in a husky voice, “Baby, I am going to come so hard on your face. Are you ready for that?” Her pussy on my face prevented me from doing anything but moaning as loudly as I could deep into her sex. I gave her round ass a swat of encouragement.
She nodded and then allowed me to continue my ministrations; I looked upwards and watched as her face contorted even deeper in pleasure and just as her thighs began to shake around my ears – a sure sign of her impending orgasm – I slid my tongue as deep as it would go inside of her and wiggled it back and forth. She grabbed a handful of my hair and literally rode my face through one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever experienced with her, coating me from chin to nose in her warm juices. She shouted her orgasm from the rooftops as I massaged her ass to encourage her pleasure.
As her orgasm waned she simply fell over backwards, landing with her back in the space between my open legs. I watched her full breasts heave as she tried to catch her breath.
“That…was…incredible…” she said breathlessly. I absolutely agreed.
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