Give her what she wants

I couldn't keep the poor girl waiting. My long, dark hair was draped over her body, my hands were cupping her breasts. I slid down the bed, kissing her body as I went. First her collarbone. Then her sternum and breast. Then just under her breasts, and her navel, and her waist.

"Ooooh, ahh. Yes. Yes. Yes." Monica was excited. She knew it was coming. I had **** to her delay an orgasm for so long now, it was time I make up for it.

I kissed each of her thighs, and I took a second to look at her gorgeous opening. She had shaved into a thin line just above her clit. Her lips were parted and ready, and moisture was dripping down. Her adorable little clit was swollen and ready and begging to be licked.

I looked up at her, and she was making strong eye contact with me. She was blushing hard, and her hands were twisted beside her, not knowing what do to with me.

"Monica," I told her. "You're so beautiful." and I dove in, assaulting her snatch with my tongue. My mouth sucking and tasting all of her most intimate parts. She tasted amazing, I wanted more, desperately more.

Monica started moaning immediately. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! YES! AAAAHH!" After only about ten seconds of this, her body started rocking. "FUUUUCK!" She yelled, as an orgasm rippled through her body. I watched her, as her arms failed and waves of pleasure struck her body, traveling from her hips to her shoulders.

I had to pull my tongue away, because she was moving too much. Her legs thrashed about, for nearly two minutes until it finally subsided.

She took a minute to just breathe and collect herself. I took the time to kiss up and down her thighs, lapping at the new wetness that had sprayed her legs, feeling quite proud of myself. I was soaking wet at this point. I needed release too, but it looked like she wouldn't be functional for a little bit.

"Oh my God," Monica whispered. "You barely touched me. And I came so much. I'm so sorry." She put her hands over her face, embarrassed.

I giggled at her embarrassment. "You're adorable, Monica. Here, let me give you something to do with your hands."

I took her hands and put them behind my head. "Push me" I ordered her. And my tongue went to work. She was screaming and moaning, and she held my head tightly against her, not letting me move an inch. "Christy! Christy! Christy! Yes yes yes!!! Oh God! Fuck yes!"

Her body was shaking and rocking. She wasn't content to just let me tastes and pleasure her. She started grinding my hips against my face. It was so hot, how she tried to take control.

My tongue and lips were busy. I sucked on what I could find, licking her lips, and letting her hips do the work. Finally I stuck my tongue inside her, her warmth completely surrounded me.

"Oh God!" She cried out. "whatever you're doing, keep doing it!" Her hips kept rocking and her hands were pulling on my hair, so I didn't have much choice. Still, I was enjoying this. I still couldn't believe how dirty she was being.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Aaaahhhhh! I'm cumming!" She yelled. And as more waves and waves of please ran through her body, I pulled my head back and watched the orgasm rip through her. She was so sexy when she came. The way her body rippled. The way her eyes glazed over as she couldn't concentrate on anything but the orgasm. God, this was sexy.

Her orgasm subsided and she needed another moment to regain clarity. "Christy," she said. "Wow. Wow." She paused, needed to catch her breath still. "So much better... Than when I do it myself."

She smiled, and pulled me back down closer to her face, and she kissed me. I kissed her back, enjoying the feeling of our bodies together.

"Um," Monica stammered. "I'm not sure how this works, but do I do that to you now?"

I started laughing, momentarily forgetting the unbearable horniness. She blushed again. "Um, that was sexier in my head." I laughed again.

"You're absolutely perfect, Monica." I reassured her. "Let me show you want to do."