I’d be a fool to argue, so the moment of truth was upon us. Both naked, wrapped around each other like snakes ready to strike. I decided to strike first and pinned her arms back and told her she was mine till I said otherwise. First a look of confusion, then understanding and finally lust with a nod. I pulled back the covers briefly to see what I was taking. Lying, arms back, legs slightly parted was a 5’9” woman, slightly thin with a muscular dancers body. Small but (for me) absolutely perfect breasts, with dark pencil eraser nipples that were currently hard as granite. Flat smooth belly going to a totally smooth, hairless crotch. (she later told me that she’d had laser hair removal, she liked being totally hairless, it made her feel “clean and really sexy”) Fran was simply breath taking, the ideal of what I desire in a woman’s body. And she was getting cold, and I was hungry.
I pulled the blanket over us wrapped my arms around her and we kissed. Then we kissed some more. Sometimes passionately, sometimes softly with little nibbles…but without hurry, we had all the time we needed. That said, I moved on after awhile to attend to her ears, and the crook in her neck (spent a fair bit of time there, never a downside) then, unexpectedly for her, her armpit. Nuzzle, a lick, nuzzle some more. Her whole body was mine to explore. With my hands on her rib cage, I lowered to those amazing breasts. Nuzzle, lick, suck, nip, softly bite, cuddle, squeeze…whatever one can do to make a breast…*feel*something, I did it, and to great effect it seems. She was moaning now with her fingers in my hair, pushing and pulling my head wanting more and more. Covering her well loved tits with my hands, keeping them warm and nipples rhythmically squeezed, I went down…to the valley to prey.
Up to now, my head had been above the blanket, now I was under. It was warm, moist and fragrant. There’s only one smell like it in the world, a woman’s arousal. It defies description so I won’t try, but you either like it (I do, I really do) or you don’t. I pity the latter. Fran was aroused, very aroused. With the flat of one hand I slowly inched my way down over her tummy and to the Mons. Robbing lightly back and forth my fingers ever so slowly to the source of such fragrance. Lightly playing over the hairless lips, barely touching, I elicit a shudder and a pronounced moan. With a bit more pressure I lightly trace her lips with one finger, just slightly pushing into the folds. In a word, Fran was soaked. Her vagina was as wet as I’ve ever encountered. As much as I wanted to tease and torture her with my fingers I couldn’t wait any longer, I had to have my mouth on her. Twisting and keeping the blanket on us I positioned my head in just the right spot to apply my tongue. Though it seems that with all my contortions, apparently I also positioned my “nether parts” much in the same angle for Fran. So just as I was about to ‘get to business’ I feel a hand and a warm mouth slowly envelope my painfully hard penis. I start to protest that I hadn’t given her “permission” to do that yet, and her response was to take my whole cock in on fluid motion into her mouth and down her throat. I shut up, but asked her to *please*allow me to make her feel good. Her time would come and I certainly wanted to explore her fairly unique talents further. She responded with a sweet kiss and languid sucking on my tip. Back to the task at hand…errr, at mouth.
As much as I value subtlety in love making, I was as insanely turn on as she was and just didn’t have the patience. Later. I glammed onto that pussy like a vacuum. I put my whole mouth over her lips and stuck my tongue into her wet valley. God she was delicious and sooo wet. I sucked and licked and sucked some more, my face was soaked. I was rewarded with gasps, moans and increasingly violent hip bucking. Needing more, I inserted one, then two fingers into her cunt and bent them up probing for that allusive “spongy” area some call the G spot. Then I decide to go wild. Twisting around with my body hanging over the side of the bed I lift her legs over my shoulders and slightly lift up. I then go down…further. I spread her ass cheeks and lick straight from her adorable hole, all the way to her clit. Her response was amazing, a massive gasp as my tongue started at her asshole and a huge groan as I hit her clit. Four, maybe five times I lap the whole circuit when she starts to gurgle something which I take as a “dontstopdontstopforallthatsholydontstop”. Not only did I not stop, I lick harder and stick *three* fingers in her gushing pussy. Well, friends, that seems to have done the trick, as Fran then lunges her pelvis up and goes entirely rigid and then just quivers with her hands shoving my mouth into her *hard*. “OHOHOHOHOH…SHIIITTTT” . Ever so slowly the quivering stops, the pelvis lowers and calm enters the land. I slide up, embracing her body and slowly trace her lips with my fingers, soaked in her fluids. Slowly she takes all three in her mouth and sucks them clean. Then she starts to cry. Lightly and softly for a minute or two. I remain silent and just hold her tightly. Then…
“I’ve always just known that I could feel something that intensely, I just knew it. Try as I might by myself, with my fingers, with toys, with Zac…I could get close, but never all the way. Never…all the way. This was what I’ve wanted ever since I first touched myself and came. I just knew there was more. Thank you.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bydfdn/fran_pt3_mf
Now that was awesome