Make him eat my cunt.

My senses were tingling, a heat spreading through me and demanding to be quenched. The **** were obviously having their effect on my body, calling for all its nerve endings to fire up in anticipation. The cold chill surrounding me had me on edge. Needy.

I smiled at him as he struggled with his companion underneath me, and could see the desire to use said companion in his bloodshot eyes. I had over plans. And my plans took priority in my naughty state.

I place my hand on his head, lowering him between my legs, slowly pushing him downwards, lower and lower until he reached his destination, no longer sitting but rather laying on his back while I straddled his face, still in my panties.

"Bon appetit!" I said before lowering my clothed pussy onto his face, wanting to make use of his mouth and tongue to get my own release.

And he got to work there, immediately wetting my panties with his tongue and kissing against it, trying to get to what's hiding behind. He was eager, and the cloth was soft, permissive. His tonguing had its desired effect, quickly overtaking my senses and helping me feel things I have never experienced before.

Sure, I have played with myself through my panties in the past, but it was never anything like what his wet tongue was doing to me. His probing muscle was hard at work, eager to discover my body despite the restricting clothing. And I was eager to let him do whatever he needed to bring me release.

"Hold up." I said as I moved away from that restrictive position and onto my ass on the couch, immediately slipping my panties off and away to reveal my naked pussy as it called to attention.

He looked at it, then back up at me.

"You know what to do, sweet Leo." I comforted him like a mom would a child, helping him to his knees between my legs.

His blue eyes and innocent look was a huge turn on as I looked at him prepare himself for an oral exploration.

"You're so hot."

"And you're so beautiful on your knees."

The heat I felt rise through me was excessive, further enhanced by the **** we had taken, which pulled out a dominant side from me I never experienced before.

"Come on, pet. It's not going to eat itself."

My guiding hand on the back of his head pulled him in for a kiss. And my pussy lips greeted his mouth with renewed vigor.

While the **** had the effect of making me hornier, more forceful and demanding, they had the reverse effect on him, who eagerly listened to my commands and served my naughty whims.

And serve he did, licking and tonguing and kissing and moaning into my cunt, giving it his all.

Until I felt myself lose my grip. Both on his head and on reality. The rising tide rose and rose until it approached too fast, eventually crashing hard onto me and washing over my heated body. The effect was intense, aggressive. And I absolutely loved it and reveled in it.

And he kept his work, despite his goal having been accomplished, his tongue hard at work on my pussy to try and prolong my orgasm as much as possible.

And the tsunami of naughty feelings kept coming and coming, enhanced by his servable work, overtaking my senses and leaving me a satisfied mess.

I was grateful for the encounter. And his reciprocated smile told me he was too.