Jeans Off.

You lean back on the couch, as Amy slides the jeans down, revealing a white pair of panties. These too are swiftly removed, revealing a nicely trimmed patch of hair, above her pouting pussy. She grins at you, with a mischevous smile you haven't seen since the two of you were kids.

"Been a while, hasn't it John?" she says, remarking on your reaction to her body. She takes your hand, then pulls you off of the couch. She gives you a big hug, more sisterly than anything else, but the feeling of her naked body against you goes straight to your cock. Amy feels it, and pulls back slightly, shaking her finger at you.

"Naughty." She leans back, to stretch out along the couch. Her legs roll open, exposing her slit to your view. You must say, that of all the pussies you've ever seen, this looks like one of the tastiest. She lies there, eyes closed, waiting for your touch.

Gently, you kneel down beside the couch, taking her leg into your hand. You kiss at her ankle, then do the exact same process on her other leg. Slowly, you kiss upwards, laying a peck on each inch of her legs, alternating between them. As you continue upward, you watch Amy's hips begin to roll, awaiting the touch of you on her most sensitive areas. You reach her knee, and your tounge comes out for the first time, lapping at the skin of her thighs.

"Mmmmm, John, don't stop...." She gasps, as your tounge reaches the top of her thighs. You roll your tounge along the spot where her legs meet her body, breathing hot air across her pussy.

Amy's reaction is immediate, her hips bucking upwards, trying for full contact, and not the teasing you have been giving her. You look up and find her eyes on you. She is breathing very heavily, and wanting you. You return the gaze, as you lean forward and kiss her lower lips gently.

Her pussy is soaked, as you stroke your lips up and down her, lapping at all the right areas. Amy is groaning in gratitude for the touch, and her soaking pussy rubs up against you, demanding more contact.

You slide your tounge into her channel, and are rewarded by a gasp of pleasure. You stroke at all the flesh you can reach, bringing ripples to the sides of her pussy. You can tell that she is about to come.

"Yes! Oh, god, John, you're going to...." She pants, as her body begins to buck and shake. You are definately making her feel pleasure of a kind she's not used to. Her hips clamp onto your head, and her pussy soaks your tounge. Her taste is sweet and salty at the same time, and you revel in her feelings.

"John, hell with it." She groans as she finishes her shudders. "Take off your pants and fuck me."

"What?" you ask, a trifle confused. You were just trying to see if you could make her come, which you obviously did.

"I mean it, John." Amy grins at you, her hands moving down your body to fumble at your zipper. "Fuck me. Please...."

You wonder if you should even consider this. She's obviously incredibly turned on. The question is should you take advantage of her horniness, or let her cool down first?