Sofia Gets Naked

I crawl up onto the bed as she pulls her knees up, getting ready to lift her ass so I can pull them down.

“And Jay?” I hear, pulling my attention up to her face where she’s looking directly at me. “Be sure to finish the job this time. ‘K?” she orders with a smile and a wink.

“Right,” I respond, blushing a little.

I hook my fingers under the thin side straps where they sit over her hips. Slowly, I tug downward, peeling the thong away from her skin. I’m mesmerized watching the plane of her lower stomach come into view, followed by the matted curls of her pubic hair that’s nothing more than a small, tightly trimmed patch. Her pussy comes into view next, clinging to the damp material before letting go. Her lips are darker than the skin around them, but still golden. They appear to be swollen as they glisten and proclaim how turned on she is. Other than the dark trimmed curls at the top, everything else is bare and perfectly smooth. The musky scent hits me and my cock throbs hard enough to make it jump.

I drag the scrap of material the rest of the way down her thighs, over her calves, and drop them at my side. She lets her legs fall open again, with her knees still bent, and her feet flat on the bed, giving me the full view. Her lips part with her legs, leaving her clit exposed from under its hood, begging for attention of its own.

She peers down her torso, then reaches for herself with one hand, spreading her lips even wider with two fingers. The sight makes my mouth water.

“Come get your dinner, birthday boy,” she practically commands me.

I’m all too happy to oblige.

I lower myself between her thighs, sliding my hands under her ass to grip her butt and lift her a touch higher to meet my mouth. It takes all my restraint to take my time, and I drag the flat of my tongue through her slit, starting at the bottom and taking my time to the top. My first taste of my dream woman. She gasps when I reach her clit, causing her hips to jerk upward, and she places a hand on my head where she can reach.

“Ay, papi. That feels so good.”

I groan against her, getting lost in her taste and the way her body reacts. Then I dive in, circling her entrance with my tongue, and dipping inside to taste more of her. I go back to her clit, using the flat of my tongue, to repeat the process all over again. She’s dripping wet, coating my lips and chin, and I can’t get enough. I suck her clit and flick it with quick little lashes that make her thighs tremble around my ears.

Her back arches, thrusting her breasts upward while I watch her nipples reach for the high ceiling. One hand stays in my hair, guiding me where she wants me and tugging when she wants more pressure. The other reaches up to pinch and pull on one of her own nipples, moaning my name.

“Oh god Jay… I didn’t expect you to be so good at this.”

One of my girlfriends had insisted on staying a virgin, so I got really good at going down on a girl, researching techniques and trying them out in the hopes of driving her to the point of wanting more. I add a finger, sliding it in far enough to curl up and find that spot inside her that I hope will make her gasp and clench. I quickly add a second, adjusting the rhythm of my tongue to match my fingers.

She’s trembling, and her thighs are shaking, when her moans turn into needy little whimpers. Her hips rock against my face, chasing the pleasure, riding my tongue and fingers.

“Ay Dios mio…” she squeals. “Ya me vengo!”

I may not understand what she’s saying but the tone and body language tells me enough, and I double down, sucking harder on her clit and picking up the pace of my fingers. Her whole body tenses until her back is bowing off the bed and her thighs clamp around my head as she orgasms with a sharp, stuttering cry. Her pussy flutters and gushes around my fingers, coating my hand and chin. I keep going, lapping at her to draw out every shudder and aftershock like she did to me earlier, until she’s whimpering and pushing one of her feet on my shoulder to get away.

With a triumphant grin, I crawl up higher where she pulls me down on top of her, kissing me hard. No reservations about tasting herself on my tongue, she moans into my mouth like she can’t get enough.

When we break apart, she’s panting, but grabs the hand that had been inside her, and sucks my fingers into her mouth with a wink, in what I assume is a teasing throwback to Eddie and Lauren in the limo.

“Fuck,” she whispers, removing my fingers from her mouth after slithering her tongue over every inch of the two that had been inside her. “That was incredible. I don’t know the last time Carlos did that for me.”

She watches for my reaction and when I grin, it’s because I’m proud that I did something for her that he wouldn’t. Reaching down between us, her hand wraps around my aching cock, and guides me right to her entrance.

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