It started off as a lazy Saturday.
We were lazily lounging around the house, having slept in until the sun’s rays were bright and warming up the room. One of the sunbeams through the curtains illuminated a point right on your chest. It had become slightly uncovered and I noticed that your pink nipple shone bright in the light. I kissed you awake and you smiled at me, beginning to shake off the sandman. A large stretch later and you asked “what’s for breakfast?” I grabbed my phone, placed an order for delivery and once the order was made, I kissed you and said it’ll be here in 40 mins. I slid under the covers, and began kissing you as I moved.
Placing small kisses on your flesh as I slid down your soft frame, I licked your thighs one by one and you spread your legs for me to slide in-between them. It was dark, but as my eyes adjusted, I could see your puffy vulva begin to part, exposing its rose colored wetness as it spread open naturally. I placed a kiss at the top of your pubic bone and your hips raise up in reflex. As you settled back down to a relaxed state I began licking the inside of your thighs where they start to meet your outer lips. Teasing you with my mouth, I licked slowly and softly at your folds, never going for the prize. I could hear your whimpers of frustration because you know I was intentionally torturing you. Making your flesh shiver but not getting close enough to your clit to bring any real release. You started bucking your hips against my face, trying to arrange yourself to make me accidentally graze your clit. I could anticipate your efforts and kept myself just far enough away, continuing to tease and frustrate you with my mouth. As I slid my hands under your ass to hold you still, I could feel my palms begin to slick with your juices, now flowing freely and making the blanket tent that covered us, fill with the sweet aroma of your wetness.
As your heavenly scent overcame me, I jammed my mouth onto you. Driving my tongue deep into your opening, licking up the sweet drippings, you taste faintly of strawberries and sweat and it’s intoxicating. I drink you up, twirling my tongue inside of you as I lick your insides clean. Your breath has quickened and you grind yourself against me, pushing me deeper into your depths. I stopped to briefly come up for air and your body fell limp, I noticed quivers and muscle spasms still racking your body as you tried to catch your breath. I took a deep breath and dove right on top of your clit. Drawing it into my mouth with suction, I could feel the tiny tip of it emerge from the hood and I darted my tongue against it. You shrieked with the sensation and I rearranged myself slightly so that I could spread you open with my fingers, more readily exposing my current target of your pleasure.
I dive back into you as if I was stuck in a desert and your pussy was the only life giving element that existed. Tracing your folds and drawing you in, I licked you feverishly until your thighs grabbed my head, holding me against you as wave after wave of orgasm ran through your body like an earthquake. You quivered and shook, thrashing and bucking yourself against my mouth, I won’t let go of your clit. I continued to lick and suck at it, ripping more orgasms from you. One after another until I knew that you’ve had enough. As I stopped, I slid up your body and emerged from the covers. I kissed your lips and parted them with my tongue, allowing you to share in your own sticky cum that I know glistened all over my face.
A notification on my phone interrupted us, the delivery was close, I threw on some clothes and went to the door to greet the delivery person, your juices still coating my skin. I smelled of you entirely and didn’t care. I was still drunk on your essence.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/luo3rr/a_lazy_afternoon