Eat her out

“Eat me,” said Tiffany.

Brandon hesitated, so the stunning redhead pulled his head forward until his nose nuzzled her panties. The moment he smelled her musk his mind shut down and he nuzzled the soft material eagerly.

“Kiss it,” she said. Tiffany smiled as her boyfriend started kissing her crotch. The sensation through her lacy panties sent waves of warmth radiated from her pussy. She placed both her hands on his head and moved him up and down her needy twat.

Tiffany pulled his head back and stared down into his trembling eyes. “Do you want me?”

“Yes! I'm gonna explode if I can't fuck you soon!”

“I don't like that word,” said Tiffany. “I don't do that, I 'make love.' After hearing you refer to love making so coarsely, I'm not sure I want to do it at all.” She was lying about her desire, but his frustrated groans really turned her on. “You can recover by doing exactly what I say. Pull my panties off.”

Brandon tried desperately to keep his desire ridden fingers from shaking and he tugged at the green panties. They slid down slowly, revealing a trimmed red bush around the girl's pussy. He kept himself focused by staring at the panties as he pulled them down her supple legs. He watched her step out of them with her high heeled feet. Part of him wanted to kiss those feet. Finally he grabbed her dress and threw it and the panties across the room.

Brandon looked up and saw Tiffany holding her bra over his head. She dropped it on him, but he barely noticed it bouncing off of his face as he stared at her huge breasts. A small groan escaped his lips as his cock tried to escape his pants.

“Give me your hand.” Tiffany took Brandon's trembling right hand and selected his forefinger. She bent over slightly and slipped it into her mouth. She rolled her head around as she licked it, putting on a show of pretend fellatio. Once the finger was nice and wet she pulled it out and inserted it into her pussy. She guided it in and out slowly, training him for the motion she expected. “Now feel my tits with your other hand.”

Brandon's left hand flew up to her right breast and mauled it. She pulled his head towards her pussy again and gasped as his tongue joined his finger.

“Yeah, lick me,” said Tiffany, “lick me harder, stud! I need that wonderful tongue of yours. Ooh, yeah, keep using the flat of your tongue.” Language skills fled her as Brandon tweaked her erect nipple. Her breasts were as sensitive as they were large and she loved his rough handling.

Tiffany's moans got louder as Brandon's tongue pushed harder. Finally she screamed and came hard. Her pussy juices splattered on Brandon's face. He lapped them up eagerly.

When she was clean, Tiffany pulled back. “That was great, lover. Maybe in a few minutes I can return the favor.”

“Maybe? What do you mean maybe? I'm about to pop my nut here!”

“Well, then you need to cool down so it will last awhile, don't you.” Tiffany walked across the room and picked up her dress. She slipped into it as she said, “I'm gonna take a walk. Just take off your clothes and lie on the bed and wait for me. Hopefully you'll be cooled off a little by the time I get back.”

With that, she walked out of the apartment.