“It all starts with a kiss” Clarissa began. “The feeling of anticipation. The preconceived tenderness of the flesh that will be invaded by a thousand feelings all for one brief touch of the lips” Clarissa shivered as she imagined the kiss. “For some the kiss could be hard. The lips intruding in on the flesh followed by suction that lifts the skin. Butt for how long does the persist for? A second, a minute or somewhere in between” shuttering as the remembrance of Cy’s often surprise butt just as devastating kisses rocked her world. And yes each and every time she got wet butt the one place she needed the kiss he always over looked.
“Could the kiss be soft? To the point where you would never know that it was there” wondering how long Angie has actually been a lesbian. “Just gliding over the skin barely touching. Till the place where it was meant to be” recalling the way Angie’s lips would ghost over her skin leaving nothing butt goose flesh in it’s wake. “Then when it found the place! Heat that covered the area was so intense it made your world turn upside down in a frenzy of wanting to cum or bucking to the rate of your heart” Clarissa giggled at the same time her hips bucked due to the intense memory of Angie’s lustful lips dancing on her naked flesh.
“There is the always pecking kiss that never stray’s to far from it’s original target” Clarissa’s hips jumped for this kind of kiss. “Sucking with each touch, massaging with the tongue before pulling away. Each kiss becuming more intense till all you want to do is cream all over your partner’s face! Holding it still while riding it’s tongue to the ultimate orgasm. Bucking, cuming all over its face till your hips can no longer twitch” Clarissa brow dripped it’s first droplet of hot sweaty passion while her hand toyed with her clit over the memory of Pixel and her inexperience as a bi.
“Even when your pussy thinks it’s tasted every kind of kiss out there. The hard, ghost and intrusive there is always one left. The kind that makes your skin feel the wings of a butterfly. It doesn’t even have to touch your passionate holes. It could graze your shoulder even land on your neck for the briefest of seconds butt you know that holding back would not be warranted. The heat builds you swear that there are two of them. Looking down and watching as that same butterflies kiss is still miles away from all of your passion butt you still want to cum. Cream even if there is no one there to clean up your mess” Clarissa’s finger was doing more than toying with her clit. Rubbing around in tight circles while her own breath was getting short. “Wanting to cum, wanting to show how much your flesh wants the kiss to stay butt then it moves! One again battling with the orgasm, trying not to let your hips buck while cuming out every last drop you have. When it lands only for one touch before the warm breath makes it lift off again. Fluttering around and around , making you start a third battle to keep from netting that beautiful sensation” what Clarissa was writing about was lost in her own orgasm. How ever minor it was it still did its job and made her wet beyond belief.
Focusing her attention back to the Vibralink she continued. “Even if you moaned, begging for forgiveness you where bound to loose one of the many battles that have erupted thought out your body. Butt then the butterfly moves again! Fluttering up and over, will this be it or do you have to.. No, no this can not be. How could you loose one? Butt this is only one you still have.. OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm” transferring from a paper to reality. “Butt, butt that’s ok you still have.. wait my hips are bucking.. I’m moaning.. Ohmifuck you cried as your entire world crumbled around you in a matter of heartbeats” Clarissa was so close to loosing it as well as the memories flooded back with a vengeance. “Could this be it, have I lost my mind? Or could this just be from the butterfly kisses that are befalling my body? Yes, yesss, Ooooh yesssssssss you screamed pumping out more cum as your hips buck and spasmed. Then it landed bringing forth its own warm breath sending you into the entire pre-orgasm fantasy again! This time though it landed closer to your muff. Your pussy lips are swollen and ready to cum at the moments notice. Your clit is standing at attention ready to send the cuming order out the instant it feels the nice warm kiss of the breath. Panting, panting hard for you know that you’ve already lost every battle with this butterfly and it hasn’t even touched your pussy yet. How long will it make you wait? How long before the nice warm breath lifts it up again? Where will it land or will it!? No it can not leave! What to do, OooOoooOoooo fuckkk, trembled from your lips. Your clit has given the signal butt you can not see. Your hips buck and spasm butt with nothing to push against. Your tits, nipples hard, painfully hard are mashed together sounded by your knees even as you reach around to pull on the very thing that is the pinnacle of goose flesh. The feel of the tongue as it slips inside. Ooooh Mmm fuckkk once again tumbles from your mouth as you hips rebound to meet this new intruder. Passing the lips, pushing deep inside you. The feel of the kiss flooding your mind, the sensation of the tongue over loading your every last feeling. Then nothing? Am I dead or, or.. Looking out just to see your body convulse in pure heavenly sounds, to hear a moan that could not be cuming from you butt it is! Slammed back in your body with the sensation to cum uncontrollably butt yet the tongue moves deeper. Hooking to tag your g-spot, tears running down your moaning face yet you holding onto the one thing that put you there. The Butterfly Kiss” Clarissa finished this simple assignment meant to propel her to the next journalism class or sink her dreams in a flash of moaning light. For the butterfly kiss had just begun. Renewed by the entrance of A’drea and her softness of each kiss.
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