Fingers and lips

We ended our kiss, and I quickly washed myself, while never taking my eyes off of her. I moved toward her and poured the gel onto her body. I washed her lovingly, but sensuously. Soft moans were coming from us both. She parted her legs ever so slightly and I slid my fingers in and started to wash her lips. Within moments, my fingers had slipped inside her. She leaned hard against me as she sucked in a deep breath. “Oh god,” she whispered as she widened her stance and I felt her grab onto my fingers. “I want to make love to you Sarah, but it might be too soon after…” she put her fingers to my lips and said, “there are other ways.” She smiled and turned off the water and dragged me dripping wet into her bed.

I buried my face between her heaving breasts, licking the beads of water from her valley and then moved to her right breast. I kneaded it with both hands and bunched it up filling my mouth with it. I sucked and nibbled vigorously until Sarah was moaning uncontrollably, arching her chest to push as much as she could into my mouth. She pulled one of my hands away and put it on her other breast. I started giving her nipple a work out, making it ready for my mouth and tongue. She pulled her breast from my mouth and guided me to the other side. I felt her quiver slightly. She was having small orgasms. I frantically worked my way down to her pussy. I roughly bent her knees and pushed them outward so I could see her opening. Sarah lifted up on her elbows, lifting her pussy up to me like an offering. “Eat me, Paul. Eat me and fuck me any way you can,” she cried out.

Together we opened her widely, her knees pulled up against her chest. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, and I knelt down on my knees. “You’re already oozing, Sarah,” I said. Remembering her earlier quivers I asked, “You’ve already had some small orgasms, haven’t you?” “Um-huh,” she moaned. As she was responding, I was gingerly separating her outer lips, running my fingers up and down their length, while applying steady pressure inside. Gradually I moved to her inner lips. They were very slick and shiny and already showered with Sarah’s juices. As I ran my fingers up and down her petal - like flaps, I lifted the hood of Sarah’s clit, leaving it exposed and ****. Sarah tried to start rubbing the small nub. “Not yet, babe,” I said as I blocked her fingers.

With one set of fingers, I kept her clit exposed while the other set spread her inner lips. I leaned over and put my mouth on her dripping pussy. My tongue ran the length of her slit, lapping her juice while I took in her musky aroma. I slid two fingers inside and gathered up some of the abundance and spread it around her clit. As I circled the area, coming closer and closer to the target, it grew and stretched out from hiding. I was soon looking at a huge bulge with a protruding extension that I knew could give Sarah unbelievable pleasure. I felt it throbbing as I covered it with my mouth, carefully encircling it.

I started sucking easily and gently at first, keeping her lips around her clit spread. Sarah urged me on. She put her legs over my shoulders, lifting her hips and plastering her pussy against my mouth. She was grinding hard against me, her hips swaying in a circular motion. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and plowed into her, sucking, nibbling and blowing on her clit. My mouth was in constant motion. “Oh…Oh,” she moaned as she bucked against my face.

I was covered with Sarah’s moisture. She gripped my head tightly between her legs and tugged at my hair. “God,” she panted. I had inserted several fingers into her. She was slick and hot inside. Thrusting in and out of her was like sliding my fingers through melted butter. “Make me cum,” she pleaded as she continued to sway and **** herself onto my mouth and fingers. I kept my fingers inside of her and curled them upward, locating her g-spot. I started massaging it, feeling it swell. “That’s it,” she growled as she released my head and held tightly onto my arm, keeping my fingers on the exact spot.

“Oh….Oh,” she wailed. My head shook violently as I tunneled into her. My fingers continued nonstop to stroke her g-spot. I stood up. Now I touched new nerves inside and out. She was flooding me with her releases. “Why…why can’t I cum?” she moaned. I broke away from her clit and talked to her, soothed her. “You will. You will,” I reassured her. I pressed and rubbed her clit with my thumb as my fingers continued to stimulate the swelling mound inside her. She moved her hands to her tits and lifted one to her mouth. She started to suck it. “Good, Sarah. Suck, suck hard. Feel your nipple; bite down on it. I’m rubbing you as hard as I can. It feels good, doesn’t it, babe,” I asked. “Yes…Oh, yes,” she screamed. She was covered with perspiration. She looked like she was starting to feel her climax build. “I’m going to pee, Paul,” she fretted. “You won’t Sarah. Stay with it. It’s starting. You’re going to cum baby. You’re going to cum. I’m not stopping until you finish, Sarah. Keep sucking your tit, baby.”

Sarah’s body began to stiffen. To help her over the edge, I reattached my mouth to her clit. She shuttered hard when she felt my attack. “Mmmmm….Mmmmm,” she groaned, still holding her tit in her mouth. I was moaning as I sucked intensely. Sarahwas so filled with juice that my mouth was soon overflowing. I swallowed to make room for more. The enjoyment of my vaginal “meal” filled the air. Sarahwas in dire need. “It’s starting….ohhhhh….ohhhhhh..yes,” she growled. Her stiffening legs lifted from my shoulders. Her toes were separating and rigid.

The twitching and convulsing started – initially it was sporadic and deep. Soon I felt it spread throughout her body with increasing intensity. She screamed out as we drove the sexual tension from her. Her clit was pounding in my mouth, and her vagina released and tightened with the speed of butterfly wings. I slightly eased the pressure from my mouth. “Don’t…don’t.” she snarled. I became aggressive, again. She hadn’t peaked yet and was **** to do so.

I gave her everything I had as she arched her pelvis toward me. My entire face was burrowed in her lips as my tongue, mouth and fingers pleasured her. She seemed insatiable. Then, as I felt every muscle in her body tighten and jerk, her vagina convulsed and pulled my fingers deeper inside. I heard her moan, “Oh god….Oh god….Oh god,” over and over as she tried to take in enough air to ease her breathing.

As she came down from her climax, her body relaxed, and her legs fell from my shoulders. She rolled onto her side and drew her knees up as she lay panting and whimpering. Although I had tried to suck most of her fluids from her cavity, it had been impossible for me to keep her empty. Her inner thighs were slick and shiny from her “uncaught” releases.

She looked so tiny and **** on the bed. I covered her with a small, soft blanket and lay beside her. She seemed content and peaceful as her breathing slowed to a more normal rate and depth. I ran my fingertips lightly up and down her arm, and she snuggled more deeply into the bed. She had yet to open her eyes. I traced the outline of her lips and then kissed them softly. I thought a noticed a slight smile. I decided to be bolder. The cover was quite small, and both swells of soft flesh were completely exposed. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached out to them. Her nipples were still long and full. Her areolas were dimpled with small, raised areas. I gently outlined one circle and repeated it on the other. Her nipples puffed out even more as she smiled fully and said, “I think I need to shower, again!” She crawled into my arms, and I held her tight against my chest for about 20 minutes.

She realized she had class soon, and she flew to get ready. She kissed me on her way out, and said she’d call my cell later. I took a quick shower and dressed in my suit. I felt sad as I drove to my office. I didn’t know when I’d see Sarahagain. Things were definitely more difficult with Rachel being home.