More foreplay

Jenna's body writhed next to him, and she grabbed the hem of her dress and threw it over her head and arms. In the small amount of moonlight, Dante saw that she was completely nude underneath. He delighted at the lithe body and full breasts hinted at in the dim light. She then put her arms around his neck and pulled him in for another passionate kiss. Their tongues danced frantically, trying to excite the other more. His hands caressed her skin, giving her much delight. After many seconds, she broke the kiss and whispered to him, "Oh, touch me some more. I've never felt anything like this before."

Knowing now that he was definitely going to fornicate, Dante threw himself into the delicious task of giving Jenna as much pleasure as he got from her. He started by kissing, licking and nibbling her neck, to which she giggled and gasped. He touched her firmly with his strong hands, alternating gentle and hard strokes. He shifted his weight so he was over her, his body on top of her legs and belly. He devoured her right breast, licking and sucking it with reckless abandon. He switched breasts, and she groaned and writhed beneath him. He nibbled her nipple and then bit harder; Jenna immediately gasped, clutching his body tightly to hers.

Remembering what Miss Ophelia taught him in her spare time away from the Mask, Dante wiggled his hips, getting her to nestle him between her legs, then moved down Jenna's body, kissing and licking all the way. He replaced his mouth with his hands on her firm breasts, lightly pinching her taut nipples. As he slid lower, rubbing his belly against her sex, Jenna said between gasps, "What are you doing?"

"Just a little something I learned in my travels. I promise that you'll love it," Dante responded reassuringly. He arrived at her mound and breathed in the heady scent of her arousal. He blew across her pussy hair, bringing a deep moan from Jenna's throat. She ran her fingers through his hair and stroked his back as he worked. He ran his tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top, lightly avoiding her tiny button, knowing it might be too sensitive.

Jenna gently pushed his head deeper in response. He flicked his tongue up and down her nether lips several times quickly, and she exclaimed, "Oh, yes! That feels good!" She tasted rich and flavorful. Dante loved that first taste of a woman's sex; it drove him to new heights of lust. He drove his long tongue into her cunt, and her gasp turned into a shriek of delight. He pushed it in and out a few times like a penis, and her groin responded with more gyrations, and her outcries went up an octave. He thought she might be ready, so he flicked his tongue on her nubbin. Jenna screamed, "Oh, yes! Don't stop!" as her legs squeezed his head a bit. Dante started licking it up and down, side to side, and in circles, pushing her farther toward her climax. He heard a keening in her voice that almost always meant a woman was close to release, so he sucked her clit into his mouth hard.

Within seconds, her thighs squeezed his head harder and her body convulsed in a huge orgasm. As loud as she'd been leading up to coming, she was now silent in her ecstasy. Dante could just make out her face in a mask of pleasure. He pinched hard on her nipples and drummed his tongue on the very tip of her clit; he just rode the waves of her climax like a small boat on the ocean. Finally, after almost a minute, her legs released his head, and her quivering slowed. She let out a gasp as she sucked down air to relieve her tension. After she caught her breath, she said, "I never dreamed it could feel like that. You kept your promise. Touch me more, Dante. I want more!"