Facesitting

"You let me play with your ass for like 2 hours during that movie. I want to return the favor. Take that off and come sit on my face."

Sarah grins at that. "I suppose I've earned that, huh?" She pulls the straps of her suit off her arms and then peels the whole thing off her body. She bends at the waist - ass towards you - to get it off her legs. Then she turns around and giggles at your slack-jawed face. "Would you believe I don't even do any glute workouts?"

"Well I can think of some I'd like you to do if you want to start tonight."

"Mmm, I just might. But first, I believe you promised me something else and I intend to collect. Ready?"

If only she knew you've been ready since you first met her.

She climbs up onto the chair and settles on your face. You start slow, kissing and running your tongue along her outer folds before you finally start focusing on her clit. Your hands aren't doing anything you reach around and start massaging her ass with both hands.

She's moaning and grinding just a little on your face. She rests one hand on the chair for stability and the other runs through your hair. Every time you hit a sensitive spot, she pulls your hair, causing both of you to moan. As this continues, she starts to buck her hips more and more, grinding down onto your mouth.

You can tell she's getting close, but you don't stop. You know she's worried about the others hearing, but you make the executive decision that that's her problem to deal with. While you're not player by any means, you've been with enough women to know never to stop when they're getting close. Unless it's an emergency.

You let her keep grinding on your tongue while you eat her out until her orgasm hits. Her hand grips your hair tightly - hurting in such a pleasant way - and she bites her lip to muffle her moans. You clamp your arms around her legs, locking her in place so that her shaking and quivering doesn't take her too far from your tongue.

She rides out her climax like that until her body relaxes and she starts breathing hard. "Okay, that's good," she pants. "You can stop now."

Excellent timing, because your tongue was about to fail. Eating pussy is hard work. You relax, panting a bit yourself, hoping it doesn't feel weird for her to feel you exhaling right onto her pussy.

"That was fucking amazing," she says. "Consider the couch favor repaid. But I do think you still need to cum and I need to feel you inside me."

What a coincidence, you also need to feel yourself inside her.