At the service of oral sex: a total cunnilingus - Erotic story

My body trembled. The abdomen was raised above the thorax while the hips pushed my sex anarchic against his mouth. I put on doggy style. An extreme internal heat preluded rivers of constant joy that flowed into his tongue, lips and cheeks when I realized that several fingers were inside me …

I was 25 years old and my hot vulva asked, cried, demanded the best oral sex. He was 25 years old and was about to discover the honeys of a total cunnilingus.

I always liked to wear fine lingerie. It is something that still excites me. I feel that my body deserves to be minimally covered with a bra and lace stockings held by garters … And nothing more! Wearing panties when you wear such a set is a waste of time.

At that time, I was a warrior girl without moral ties or prejudices and unbridledly looking for everything that made me smile and feel happy. I was so positive that I was convinced that I had experienced the best orgasms, until I met Raul. He made me take off from the cold and bland floor of the streets of normality, to the heavens of the most intense pleasure I had ever visited. Now, I no longer look wildly for anything because I have it at home, and the only moral restraint I harbor is due to the prejudice of believing that no one else does oral sex like him.

His body radiated that kind of confidence that you have when you encounter a subtle beauty, of those that do not attract attention, but that end up engulfing you. His mind was implicitly echoing a vast sexual experience that would soon be part of my knowledge. We had met that same night and had returned to my apartment with a pair of gin and tonic in hand …

  • Would it excite you to wear beautiful garters? I asked innocently and flirtatiously.

  • I would be excited, I would love it and I would beg you on your knees to do it, if you asked me to.

“Okay, get on your knees and beg as I change …” I replied completely seriously and with a half smile so as not to lose the charm of sexual tension.

I left him in the living room and moved to the room, where I strategically lit a night lamp. It was our first date, but he was a different man, it didn't make me feel intimidated but sister! It was a very strange feeling that I have never quite understood: it did not explain to me how I could have invited him to my house and start those intimate games on the first night. And, at the time, I had no fear … except to enjoy too much.

I entered the room ready to dazzle him, with the authority granted by the lace and the garter belt, and the submission to which round breasts and the shaved pubis are induced.

Raul was sitting in a chair, hurrying the gin and tonic he had left me. I saw his expression of sweet surprise contained in the corner of his lips and in the slow way he placed the glass, again on the table. I approached him staring at him and spread my legs a little, dropping my wrists on my waist …

–Do you know what to do with this? I asked defiantly, guiding his eyes, tilting my head toward my crotch.

“I think so, or at least I will try my best,” he replied with some confidence to the challenge.

I chose one of her thighs, to pose my vulva gently on her pants and move on slowly.

  • Do you notice the heat?

“Of course I'm sorry …” he said with a slight stutter. But, let's go to your room - he said firmly while I pulled away with exquisite touch, to be able to join.

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom as if it were his house. He sat me at the foot of the bed, took off his shirt and finally undressed in the blink of an eye. He looked at me for a few seconds. His movements paused. He slid his knees between my legs and separated them by raising my buttocks from my hips, connecting his lips with my vulva …

  • I have noticed how my belly rose above my chest. I could not control it. I also noticed your fingers … Everywhere. What have you done to me? - I asked exhausted after having lost count of orgasms.

  • Do you want to know what I have done to you with details? He asked me with a satisfactory smile and haughty gesture.

  • I want you to tell me everything! - I urged.

He lay beside me posing his rocky erect penis on my thigh and began to describe everything in detail.

-At first, I gently slipped the tip of my tongue on your lips, on which I circled rubbing your clitoris … When I noticed that it hardened, I increased the pressure and covered your vulva with my mouth, also providing the heat of my breath.

I was getting a hundred again, but I had to let him finish the story.

“I focused on your clitoris, shaking it harder as you got wet.” Then, I put my index in your vagina a little, balancing it while my tongue acquired a frantic rhythm. When I noticed that you were beginning to soak yourself, I introduced two fingers and softened the pressure with my tongue, but without losing contact …

“Yes, at that moment I pulled you away and I got four because I wanted you to penetrate me,” I interrupted.

  • Well, I penetrated you … But with my fingers and tongue. I licked your mount of Venus and left saliva on your anus. I used it to lubricate my fingers while returning the tongue to your clitoris although, this time, it also touched the rest of your vulva that was completely wet. Gemías of pleasure; The second finger did not wait long. At the same time, I put my thumb into the vagina, pressing from inside and massaging the encounter with the touch of the fingers that moved on your butt. I think it was not long until you asked me to stop.

–You made me a porn cunnilingus! - I exclaimed as if it were something bad.

–It's that this lingerie game deserves total dedication… –he excused himself gracefully and instantly.

“Well, since you're in the service of oral sex, please do it again,” I said, not imagining that we would still be together today.