An [MF] fantasy about casual [Oral] I wrote in the second person

I tell you to take a seat on the edge of the bed, indicating with a gesture that I mean the corner. I pull a chair up, and take a seat opposite you, only a foot or so away.

“Show me your panties” I say. I feel the thrill of the moment rushing into cock, as it begins to harden against the inseam of my jeans.

You nod, and slowly, with expert showmanship, grab the hem of your skirt on either side of your thighs and pull it up, revealing white cotton. You push your legs more apart for effect.

“Make them wet.’ I order. You press a hand against your crotch and molest yourself in a circular motion. I feel my cock throb. I can see the hint of skin and thick black pubic hair showing through the growing dampness of the cloth. I slide out of the chair and onto my knees for a closer look.

I’m close enough to smell your arousal, to hear the sound of your wet lips crushing under your increasingly firmer rubbing. I place a hand on the inside of each thigh and force your legs open.

“Inside now.” You obey, sliding your hand behind the elastic of your undergarments, and into your engorged pussy. I am painfully erect inside my denim.

I grab your wrist and pull your hand to my mouth, where I taste your wet fingers. I cannot help the growl of pleasure this makes me release. I gently lay you down on the bed, and pull your skirt up. I lay kisses along your pelvic horns and lower belly, traversing your body, and then your pubic mound.

I grab the waist or your panty at the center and pull it down, barely exposing the ball of your pubis, and I kiss it. Then, lick you for the first time. I build up saliva on the tip of my tongue and paint the origin of your labia and clit with it. Then cruelly, I pull away. You make a soft sound of protest, that I answer by laying kisses on the inside of your right thigh, then the left.

I kiss your pussy through the cloth of your panty. I growl, pressing my face firmly into damp white cotton. My arms are wrapped around your thighs, my hands on your waist, pulling you close, crushing you against my face.

Again, I pull back.

This time I pull you to your feet, turn you around and put you back on the bed, but on all fours. Your knees are together, your perfect ass up, presenting itself to me. I slide your panties down to your knees.

I touch you from behind, at first I gently rub the outside of your labia, I pull moisture up across your taint and circle your anus with my damp fingers. Then I push two fingers into your pussy, sliding them in and out of you, and continuing the process of spreading the lubrication of your arousal across taint and asshole.

I pull your panties the rest of the way off, so that I can open your legs.

I tease you, circling your anus with my tongue, briefly pressing it against your sphincter as I slide three fingers into your pussy. I pump them in and out of you. I push the tip of my curled tongue against the tightness of your anus.

I pull you up to your knees. I’m behind you now. My hand clamps your entire pubis, my fingertips penetrating you as I hold you here, one hand on a breast, my mouth placing tiny kisses on your neck. I pull away, and lay on the bed. You understand what I want.

You lift a leg over me and position your self above me, your thighs on either side of my face, you begin running your pussy over my mouth and nose, gyrating in whatever direction gives you the most pleasure, I savor the wetness of you… the smell of you… my nose running the length of your vaginal slit, my mouth filled with your juices. My cock is dangerously swollen.

At length I spin you around, laying you on your back, and I climb around, putting my head between your legs. I suck on your labia, I push my fingers inside you, dancing them on the front of your vaginal wall. I flick my tongue on the tip of your clit.

And I flick, and I finger…

And as the noises you make rise, I’m encouraged, I grow in passion and tenacity. I flick, and finger and flick and finger until at last your body shudders.

Your thighs crush the sides of my face, and you pour into my mouth. And I struggle to drink against the rigor of your thighs locking my head in the throws of your orgasm. When at last you release me, I gingerly continue to savor the sweet nectar of you. Slow, gentle laps, tasting your final wetness, and sucking your cum out of your pubic hair.

Then, as is the nature of our encounter, I thank you for making my day, and I excuse myself to leave. My neglected cock still raging, waiting for release.

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