Dick Martin - Virginia_s wet lips

"Please…" she hissed, straining to keep a semblance of self-control.

"Please.., please…

Over and over again she said it, drawing out the word till it was a continuous sound, varying only with her breathing.

But he wouldn't be hurried. Slowly, he drew the panties downward with his hooked thumbs. Slowly, his mouth moved closer to her swollen, walnut-huge nipples. Slowly, he was driving Virginia right out of her mind with hominess.

The panties passed her knees, fell freely then to join the puddle of her dress about her slim ankles. She felt cool air on her exposed pussy-lips and it made her the wilder. Unable to restrain herself any longer, Virginia tangled his hair about her fingers and forced his mouth against her fits. His lips opened wide and he engulfed the hard, unyielding stiffness of her swollen nipples.

As he fastened his mouth around her fit-flesh and began suckling at her jug, Virginia his fingers moving slowly upward over the insides of her thighs. His touch drew ever closer to the swollen lips of her pussy, but as with his lips at her nipples just moments before, he never quite reached them. Instead she could anticipate for endless seconds the feel of his knowing fingers on the nerve-covered folds of cunt-flesh-only to have her anticipation thwarted as his fingers moved back down her thighs. He moved his mouth to her outer tit, again sucking it inside and working at it with his tongue. He bit down on her nipple, strongly enough to cause a sudden mild shock of pleasure-enhancing pain to wash through her. Virginia felt as though her body was on fire, burning with the heat of her lust. The strength began leaving her legs and she started to sink toward the floor and in the process pushed her cunt down onto Jeff s waiting hand. He caught her with one arm and lowered her gently onto the rug, but his cunt-cupping hand never strayed. He held her pussy as if it were a half-split fruit, and she could feel his long, thick fingers bunched together in the sensitive stretch of flesh between the end of her gash and the fightpucker of her asshole.

His fingers moved there as she felt the soft shag of the rug beneath her back, and Virginia grunted with excitement, twisting her head violently from side to side. She tightened her thighs about his hand, intent on locking him to her. He was bent over her, his mouth still fastened to her tit. His tie dragged loosely across her belly, a tickling stimulus to be added to the other sensations already possessing her gorgeous body.

"Yes, that's it!" she gasped."Suck my tits, bite them!"

Her fingers went to his hair again, gripping it tightly and forcing his head still more urgently against her tingling boob.

"Suck me, damn you, suck me!"With that, Jeff freed her lit from his mouth, bit by bit releasing it till for a long moment he was pulling it away from her with just her nipples still within his lips. His mouth moved slowly lower across her body, down over her tensed, heaving belly, down to the first wispy tendrils of her evenly cropped cunt hair. All the way down, his tongue did a ant eater imitation, flick-flicking for an instant and then licking her receptive flesh and inflaming all of the ready nerves there.

Again he teased and tantalized her, but this timehis tongue was moving lightly over her clitoral tip, just grazing it and never quite pressing it. Three, four, five times he let her hump her cunt upwards, spreading her legs in readiness for a good cunt-lapping, only to be denied the thorough mouthing she craved so desperately. She thought she'd lose her mind if he didn't put the tongue to her cunt and just then he did it.

Jeff bent low, slipping both hands beneath her to cup her ass. Her legs spread still farther, the pink lips of her pussy gaping wide, and he lifted her cunt to his open mouth as if it were a tasty dish he wanted to eat whole. Virginia felt his hot breath on her swollen gash a split-second before lie touched her, and at that very moment felt the first preliminary shudders of an orgasm quake through her spread-eagled frame.

She moaned and then shrieked as the tush hit her, a single unintelligible syllable that rose in pitch and intensity as her orgasm peaked.

When it had passed, she felt the strength beginning to drain from her but then she felt his lips fasten onto her rigid clitoral shaft.

"Oh, shit, yes-yes-yes!" she gasped as he sucked and tongued the hardened nubbin of her cut.

She clamped her thighs about his head in a viselike grip, holding his mouth tightly against thetop of her gash as he sucked and tongued her trigger. His hands moved to her lower thighs and spread her legs slightly. For an instant Virginia worried that she'd held him too tightly, that she'd hurt him and he was going to stop but even as she thought it, he moved his mouth lower, wider open to encompass her pussy-lips as well as her clitoris, and released her thighs to resume their powerful grip about his ears. With her cunt completely open to his seemingly tireless tongue, he once again slid his hands beneath her thighs to grip the soft flesh of her creamy ass. His tongue reached out and drove between the outer lips of her muff, the tongue-tip tracing up and down between them over the inner labes. She gasped and jerked, still high from the aftereffects of her first come, pushing her cunt more fully against his mouth.

He took the hint and pushed his tongue still farther into her snatch. She could feel it pressing against the inner labes, and then it was darting up into her tightly contracted cunt-hole. His tongue moved rapidly, darting and whipping, wriggling within the confines of her fuck-hole like some warm, slippery eel gone berserk. She could feel its heat and wetness within, exploring the walls of her cunt even as she felt the carefully controlledmovements of his upper lip across the tip of her clit. Almost without warning, she was arching upwards beneath his mouth, again shrieking as yet another, more powerful orgasm tore through her body.

Still, Jeff was not content with what he'd already sampled of her tasty quim. He kept it up, his tongue moving faster still on her cit and gash and in her cunt-hole. Virginia came again and then again and then she thought she was going to die from the unbroken series of shattering orgasms that ripped through her.

"Oh, yes-no! No more! Please I c-can't no! I-I can't come any more please no no! Nooooooooo…"

The sound of her wail of utter surrender trailed off as the orgasmic ecstasy of the moment became too much for her and she finally passed out from sheer pleasure. She would have welcomed the blackness that claimed her consciousness had she not so resented the interruption of her pleasure.

Virginia opened her eyes a moment later or so it seemed. For an instant, she was disoriented. She'd passed out on the shag area rug on the living-room floor, with her legs spread and Jeff between, eagerly gobbling her cunt-lips and clit and the juices from the mouth-filling morsel of her twat. But now. She suddenly realized that she was lying on her bed. She was covered with a light sheet her own and nothing else. Between her thighs she felt dampness. She reached her hand down, wondering where Jeff had gone, as she touched the wet lips of her cunt. Virginia sat up and fought back a brief wave of dizziness.

"Jeff?" she called softly, surprised at the quaverin her own voice. There was no answer from the darkened apartment.

She stood, and felt something sticking to the soft flesh of her ass. It was a towel. She pulled it away and rubbed the patterned impression from her flesh. Evidently, Jeff had thoughtfully placed it beneath her in order to prevent her abundantly overflowing cunt-juice from staining the cover of her studio high-riser bed. And then he'd slipped out. What kind of a man was he? She wasn't sure. Once, when she was sixteen, she'd known a middle-aged man who'd loved nothing more than to watch her finger-fuck herself. It gave him intense pleasure, he'd said, to watch her coming so powerfully.