Her pussy

As Jess bends over, you realize you're not quite done with her. As you kneel behind her, she asks what you're doing. When your tongue hits her soaked and sensitive outer lips, you hear her slowly moan. "John, I've already... twice. Oh fuck." You take the long, luxurious strokes with your tongue you know Jess likes, and she remains bent over, obviously hoping you're able to continue. You pull away to glance at her pussy, amazed at how red and wet her lips seem as you dive back in.

"I sometimes forget how good you are at this," Jess moans. "Do you hold out on me? Getting me on my knees all the time and never... oh my god yes," you love hearing her talk, but even you are surprised at the line of thought on the fairness. You realize she's right, and the idea inspires you to attack her pussy even more feverishly. Your tongue dances on her outer lip, up one and down the other. You feel almost apologetic as your tongue laps at her lips, even using your hand to part them and thrusting your tongue into her. "So good, John. You're eating my wet pussy so good." Your hands reach her ass and slide down to her thighs as your mouth attaches itself again more firmly. "Holy shit... I can hear you eating me out," she says as her body shudders. Jess groans as you reach around her thigh and move your middle finger toward Jess's pussy. "Oh baby. Please," she moans. "Please make me cum again. Please make your future wife cum over and over again." You can't help but smile as your finger brushes her clit for the first time. Jess's hips buck, and you realize how close she is already. "Work my clit, baby. I'm yours."

The next two minutes go by quickly, your tongue, lips, and hands dancing all over her. Jess's groans turn into whimpers, and you grip her hips and turn her around. She looks down at you with a face more full of lust than you can remember. "Baby, can you..." she doesn't get to finish her sentence as your lips find her clit and you gently take it between them. The contact almost immediately brings Jess to climax. Her whimpers turn to screams, and you hold her, grabbing her ass to keep your mouth attached to her pussy. You release her clit, and your tongue finds her swollen bud and begins quickly, but gently slapping at it. Jess's arms fall to your head as her climax overwhelms her. You lap up her cum as quickly as you can, and despite your best efforts to hold her up, she eventually leans forward, barely holding herself up on your shoulders.

You give her pussy a few more gentle laps, using your left hand to hold her hip as you pull away. You use your right hand to brace yourself against the floor as you stand up, letting Jess fall forward slightly into your arms. You kiss her again, and she moans into your mouth. You guide her to the bed, her face a mixture of joy and confusion. You reach behind her and unclasp her bra. You gently lay down on the bed, and lean between her legs again.

Your work on her pussy is gentle, knowing how sensitive she is, slow luxurious laps at her swollen lips and barely missing her clit on purpose. Jess mumbles something as you renew your feast, and with the new position, you fill your hand with her left breast. Jess lets out a soft laugh. "You don't have to eat me out to play with my tits, babe," she moans. "But I'll definitely keep that in mind." You hum your response, and the moans from Jess indicate that the vibrations had the desired effect. Your hand continually plays with her tit, and despite the energy and vigor with which you went after her pussy previously relative to the time you now take savoring her scent and taste, Jess works to her next orgasm very quickly, her hand playing at her free tit. You look up for just a moment after about ten minutes.

"Baby, you're going to make me cum again. What... ohhh," Jess stops speaking to enjoy your slow lapping at her pussy and her clit as you alternate between them, drawing out her pleasure. Knowing what gets her off, your tongue lazily starts tapping at her clit. "Oh fuck, baby. You are going to make me cum. I wanna cum for you, John," she moans, her hand finding your head. You grin as you then beat it faster, now lapping at her swollen clit and feeling the flood of her wetness surround your mouth. "Eat my pussy, lover. Make me cum." You oblige, and Jess groans her climax, her body rocked by slight spasms as she holds your mouth to her dripping sex. Your hand never leaves her breast, and you gently squeeze and roll the flesh on her as she cums, and slowly withdraw pressure as she comes down from the orgasm. You stay between her legs, kissing her thighs, even lapping up most of her cum as she relaxes.

Jess's eyes flutter open, and she looks completely spent. Her hand touches your face, and you smile, kissing her fingertips. "We missed lunch," she whispers.

"I didn't," you reply, lapping up more of her juices. Jess sighs as you finish cleaning her pussy. When you're finished, your fiancée looks up at you with a look of love. She glances down at her breast, your hand just there. You give her a gentle caress, and she moans slightly, her nipple hardening. You feel yourself stiffen even further. "Oh," Jess murmurs. She leans back to watch you play with her tit, a satisfied grin on her face.

You sit near her to continue fondling her, leaning in for a kiss. Her tongue traces your lips and cheeks as you make out for a moment. "You missed some of me," she whispers as she kisses you again. "That was... amazing. You got me off so good," she tells you. "I hope you don't mind the stuff about the.. you know.. me being on my knees," she almost shyly pushes a lock of hair behind her ear. "It was just sort of in the moment... I didn't really mean..." You lean in for another kiss and gently rub her nipple.

"You did, and you were right," you tell her. Jess looks down shyly.

"You do it more than most guys," she reasons. You raise an eyebrow. She rolls her eyes. "Yes previous boyfriends. But Sarah and I talked about how little oral she gets from her current guy. You are above the curve on that front.. even before today. I just thought it sounded hot when I said it. And don't worry, I'm not complaining about the results."

"That's good," you tell her. Your hand cups her breast again, and Jess gives a slight, sharp breath. She watches her nipple harden with you, and her face is a mask of lust and love when she looks up at you again.