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Chapter 17 by MikeFireDong MikeFireDong

Dine or Dash to the finish line?

Dive in head first!

You drop to your knees, reveling in the scent. You place a hand on each thigh spreading them apart and opening her core to your gaze. She is different then you have seen on you Bill's PC. All the professional actresses look nearly the same, but Madison is unique. Not only is there a lot more hair, but her labia stretch out like butterfly wings and one is slightly larger then the other. Her clit is nowhere to be seen, but a large fold of skin hoods the top of her entrance which gapes only near its lowest part. A bead of her nectar rests in that opening, beckoning you to taste it.

"Dusty?" She says your name with hesitance and a tinge of apprehension. You have been staring for a little too long. "I... I... didn't..." She starts to stammer out, until you look up into her eyes and grin. All that comes out her mouth next is a groan of pleasure as you begin to tongue at her sex, starting with that bead in her opening.

She tastes divine. Her flavor is musky and dense, but complicated. There is an acridness too it as well. It is your first, and you savor it. Your nose pressed against the hood at the top of her opening and that causes her to buck and gasp, her legs try to close in on your head but you hold them back with your hands. You tongue reaches deeper inside of her, pressuring the ring of muscle that is her opening. Each stroke causes her to mewl and the skin at the top of her sex tightens and pulls back slightly to reveal a pearl of tender flesh, bare and moist. You pull back to examine it, her hair clinging to your cheeks and streaking them with her juices. You give it and experimental lick, tonguing it like a Growlith might.

Her legs overwhelm your hands and crash into the side of your head locking you in place between her thighs. One of her hands come down and grips your hair. Her voice is frantic "Dusty... Dusty... please.. don't stop." You comply licking away. Her hips buck into you following your rhythm. "Yes... yess..... yesss..." She gasps out each word, crescendoing each time. You have a flash of insight and pucker your lips around the little pearl and suck gently. "Ohhhhhh... Dusssstyyyyy!" She cries out as her body begins to spasm, her legs and hand fall away limply, and a gout of fluid erupts from her sex and coats your face and chest.

Her eyes are cloudy and you feel a rush unlike any other you have had in your life in this point. A sense of accomplishment and a deep sense of fulfillment. You stand watching her twitch and writhe on your couch. You coat your hand with the juices from your chest and face and begin to stroke your cock with them. Applying liberally.

Time for the main course?

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