This happened a few months ago. I blogged it then, and thought you’d like to read it. Nothing kinky, just straightforward cunnilingus :-) Hope you like.
It was a Monday morning and I was lying in bed. I thought I was dreaming, and wasn’t sure I was awake. Then I felt his hand reach mine, to my left hand side, and his fingers entwined with mine. Then I knew what was making me feel so good, and what had been tickling my lady garden. I tossed my head back on the cool soft pillow, on our new bed, and softly arched my knees. Drawing them up, as I lay on my back, I gently let the knees fall apart to make space for his head between my legs. The feel of his tongue on my outer lips was bliss.
Feeling tongue around my labia always make me tense slightly; I felt my pussy and bum clench involuntarily. The tip of his tongue was playing up my left lip, grazing my short trimmed hairs. Up, around, flicking delicately over my clit, then down the other lip. My knees spread further apart, willing him to complete the circle. Down, towards the perineum, teasing my entrance, over to the left lip again. And again, the gorgeous circuit of my tight vulva.
How long did he lick me this way? I have no idea. I was totally lost in the feelings swirling around my lady garden, a vortex of sensation circling around my inner lips and the swelling wetness within my vagina, nestled within them.
Abruptly, making me gasp, he stopped and literally rammed his tongue inside my tightly clamped but accommodating labia minora, licking voraciously from the bottom of my love tunnel, with the flat of his tongue. Right up and over, deliciously over, my hooded but swelling clitoris.
I squirmed – my whole body leveraging off my bum and I lifted my body up with my hands on the bed. This tilted my pussy and his tongue was now forced onto my pleasure button. Just where I needed it to be – I’d come too far, I could feel the juices welling inside my delicate tunnel and the tingle of a distant orgasm.
He reached up and – quite unlike him – pushed me back, his hand on my breasts. I fell back and my pelvis tilted once again and I understood. His hands reached back and clasped my ass, his thumbs around my hips, fingers capturing my cheeks. And lifted my bum up, off the soft cotton and my cunt onto his mouth. His mouth! So wide open, unbelievably wide open, literally enveloping the entirety of my triangle. My outer lips once again enclosed in his mouth. My inner lips, moist, relaxing now as my excitement grew. The vagina, I could feel opening slightly. And my clit, swollen and poking from her hooded hiding place.
He swirled his tongue round, greedily sweeping my pussy lips and then – again – pierced into my vagina, and suddenly his lips pursed, concentrating on my inner lips. Holding them with powerful suction, he had complete, unlimited and intimate control of my sex.
He drank deeply, dipping his tongue deep into my canal; I could feel his hands grip me tighter, pushing my pussy closer to him, straining to penetrate farther inside me. The intimacy of it! I felt so wanted, so desired, so womanly. Such complete power over him as he strained and stretched to taste me, to drink me, to have my womanly fluids inside his mouth and inside him.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5dllnj/monday_morning_sex_mf_oral