Fred Sparkrock: Burning Desires

But she had no doubts. She only moaned in very eager anticipation of the new carnal thrills his roving mouth offered.

Every aroused and waiting muscle in her young body jerked rigid as his tongue made intimate contact with the moist cleft of her cunt. Her pelvis twitched upward to his lips, inviting him to further oral probings. She moaned low and loud from the depths of her throat.

But he ignored the tender morsel of woman flesh held before him. Instead he continued his pleasure-laden tauntings at the lips of her pouting pussy.

Using only the moist tip of his tongue, he traced his way up and down the plump outer lips of her labia, never once dipping into the slash that formed the mouth of her vagina. He thrilled as his fingers, still rubbing softly on her inner thighs, felt her taut muscles relax under a barrage of tongue flourishes. She was his-completely. Now at this moment, nothing mattered, nothing but where his mouth would move next.

He moved to the quivering cleft of her cunt. His lips kissed it warmly as if the thick wanton lips were those of her mouth. Over and over he firmly kissed up and down the deep slit from top to bottom. The saline flavour of her flowing juices covered his lips and entered his mouth. He savoured the slightly musky tasting feminine lubricants. They were far from offensive. In fact there was only one way to describe the taste-womanly.

Unable to remain passive as he persisted in his engrossing oral ministrations, her hands pressured his bead toward the yearning hole that screamed for him. Her hips arched up, offering and pleading for his entrance.

But again, he was not to be rushed. His sole purpose was to give this delightful girl every possible pleasure his tongue and mouth could provide. He wanted to whip her body with new sensation upon new sensation. He wanted her every nerve begging for his entry.

Once again extending his tonguetip, he ran it up and down the deep crease of her sex, enjoying the warmth of the thick juices welling there. He tickled and teased, trying to open the plump outer cuntal lips. When at last they pouted open enough to expose the scalloped folds of her inner lips, he lapped up and down the pink slash. His hungry tongue worked like a bear's having discovered a hive laden with sweet, thick honey.

Leaving the throbbing inner lips quivering for more, he directed his attention to the nubbin of pleasure he had purposely ignored until this moment. Licking his way upward, he found the extended tiny button of her clitoris. Tenderly he twirled the tip of his tongue around the penis-imitating node of flesh. The actions ignited waves of passion in the super-sensitive little organ, which in turn, took complete control of the girl's body. She jerked and writhed. Her lips cried out in desire and lust.

Then and only then, did he stab his tongue into the humid cavern of her vagina. She went wild, bucking and bunching into his face, trying to drill the touch of his plunging oral digit deeper into her belly's heat.

In and out he lashed, using his tongue like a miniature cock. He licked and lapped at her cunt as she abandoned herself to the lightning bolts of passion searing through her body.

He sucked at her, draining the thick fluids from her channel and swallowed them. Then he lunged back into her with his tongue. As she twisted and writhed, he swirled over the velvet-like folds of her inner channel. He plunged deeply into the honey cleft trying to attain the depths first opened by his shaft. An impossible task, but she moaned and groaned with delight under the attempt.

Abruptly, he withdrew his tongue and allowed it to return its attentions to the stiff button of her clit. Easily, he slithered a finger into the tunnel vacated by his tongue and continued the in-out motions. Her hips picked up the increasing rhythm and helped as he finger-fucked her hot and hungry hole.

Moving his head slightly to stay in touch with her frantic, growing hunching, he licked and lapped at the near-bursting clit. Like an oral whip, he lashed at the button, pounding it with pleasure. Then in another of his sudden moves, his lips clutched the throbby length of clit and he sucked and nibbled at it.

She could endure no more! Her sensation-laden body had reached its overload limit and she exploded in the multi-coloured universe of orgasm. Groaning and crying out in pleasure, her hand pulled his mouth from her clit that would soon be aching from pain and not pleasure if he continued his almost torturous licking and sucking.

Completely understanding her near desperation, he withdrew after one last tender kiss to her cunt. However, with the same understanding of her need, he increased the thrustings of his finger, pounding it into the contracting folds of hot pussy.

She now surrendered herself totally to the pleasure of her release.

Racing along the red hot nerve endings from her loins to her brain, kaleidoscopic colours flashed and burst with increasing speed until they blended into white, hot light. She soared higher and higher, flung from wave to wave of passion. Like a nebula of expanding sensation, the white light exploded into a starburst of unknown colours, driving her deeper into sexual oblivion.

As if under a control of its own, her body thrashed wildly atop the white bed she was on. Tremor after tremor racked her pleasure-filled body. Growing in intensity, tremors gave way to full-fledged flesh-quakes of complete release. Her cries and groans, directed by the same frantic climax that held her body, filled the room.

In a loud, wet sucking sound, he pulled his finger from the gripping hole of her passion and rose. His cock was hard and pulsing. Moving to the foot of the bed, he could easily see the target of his lust between the girl's spread and trembling thighs. Washed by the flow of her own lubricants, her cuntal lips were wet, pouting, pink and ready. The red mist of fleece covering her sex glistened with the same thick juices.

He reached out and took hold of her small, delicate ankles and eased her to him. She moaned, but didn't seem aware of what was happening.

Positioning her perky, pinkly blushed ass on the edge of the oval bed, he glanced once more to her quivering cunt. In inviting fashion, the outer lips of her labia flowered open to him. Within the wet slit, he could see the scalloped folds of the trembling inner lips of her pussy.

The palpitating folds dripped with the honey still flowing from her depths. Her clit, thick and throbbing, was extended a full inch.

Bending, he clutched the heaving mounds of her breasts for support and hung above her still rapture-lost body. His cock, its head glistening with a shiny coat of preseminal fluid, pulsed massive and powerful at the open mouth of her belly. Seized by animal-like lust, he squeezed the sensitive tits. Tortured white flesh squilched up through his spread fingers. She groaned, but made no protest.

Without the slightest indication of his intent to the orgasmic controlled girl, he slammed his lust-thickened rod into her still contracting cunt. He smacked wetly into the trembling folds of her inner lips. The swollen crown of his penis rammed its way between the pouting scallops and sank deep into the juicy interior of her hot body.

She cried out in a half-scream, half-groan as he packed himself into her vagina.

Her eyes flared open and glittered at him under a mist of sensual delight. She attempted, to speak, but he wrenched out of her slick, oily, well-lubricated channel, stifling the words to a long "Ohhhoooooo!"

He smiled down at her. She smiled back.

Her smooth willing tunnel of passion flowered around his swollen thickness. It clamped tightly and seemed to suck on the hard length of his cock, which twitched and jerked in the heated inner lips of her hungry slit. It sucked him back into the moist, tight chamber of her belly. The velvet-textured walls rippled impetuously, caressing every inch of his pulsing manhood. Thrilling jolts of pleasure raced through his loins. He hung there above her, their bodies meeting only at their cores. He hovered, unmoving and soaking in the liquid warmth of her soft insistence.