Avenoir

Avenoir - Marlena

Marlena

"Oh, baby," I clutch at his head and hold him against me, his tongue massaging my clitoris with just the right amount of pressure and in just the right places. "There, right there," I gasp as I feel my orgasm building. It's like a wave, rearing, just rising and rising like a tsunami. "Just like that, oh god...." my body tenses, trying to catch the feeling, surfing on the crest of the wave. I am so close, and this feels unbelievably good. "Oh God, oh Goooooodddd!" And then it hits, crashing over me like a vast flood of sensation, of pleasure. It smashes through me like an explosion, obliterating every thought, every shred of self-awareness until I am simply just a writhing mess of euphoric sensation, my mind registering every touch, every movement of his tongue, the pleasure rolling through me in wave after pulsing wave of overwhelming bliss.

"Shhhh baby, you need to be quiet." I hear him but I don't really register the words. And I can't. I simply can't be quiet. I mean, I take care of myself from time to time. I am fully versed with the relief my fingers can bring, or the pleasures of a discreet vibrating toy. But this is something completely different. I had honestly forgotten how fucking incredible he is at this, and how my body responds to his touch. The pleasure he can call forth with the stroke of his fingers and the swipe of his tongue is nothing short of miraculous.

When my orgasm has finally burnt itself out, I collapse limply on the sofa and exhale noisily. "Oh, oh, fuck," I finally manage to lift my head and look at him. I feel stunned and discombobulated. "What... what was that?"

"Something you needed, honey." His eyes are a deep midnight blue, full of mystery and intention as he looks up at me. They crinkle at the corners, and I wonder what he is thinking but I am still too incoherent to even be able to string words together to ask him.

He dips his head again and I moan. I am not sure how much more of this I can take. "John," I whimper. "Can you... I want... to.... feel you," I spit out between labored breaths.

"Soon baby," he says before he flicks his tongue over my clit again and makes me shudder with another aftershock from my intense climax. I moan and he grins, "Soon, I promise."

I feel his mouth on me again, his tongue lapping at the moisture spilling from the cleft of my swollen pussy, and I feel the arousal rise in me again. It feels impossible that there could be yet more pleasure to be derived from my overstimulated body but still, here we are.

His tongue is magic.

His fingers are too, and I feel the tip of one slide between the sensitive lips, the slickness lubricating his slow and careful entry, as he pushes his finger into me. "Oh," I breathe as he slides inside me, and I feel my inner walls contract around the intrusion with the ebbing echo of that intense orgasm. "Oh, John!" I want to ask him to take it slowly. It's been a long time. But he knows, and he is loving and gentle. I look up and I see him watching his finger disappear inside me. I have to admit, it's a sight that turns me on, seeing him so fascinated, so aroused by my body and the way it responds to him.

I roll my hips upward almost unconsciously, and I exhale a long, watery moan as he withdraws his finger, brushing against the sweetness of my g-spot which makes me roll my eyes and curl my toes in pleasure.

"So hot, baby," he growls as he pushes gently into me again, sliding his finger deliberately along the upper wall so that he hits that mystical spot again and I buck my hips with a long cry of pleasure. "So fucking hot. Christ, you are so fucking sexy."

"Oh, oh!" I roll my head back, my body responding to his ministrations like a marionette. A touch here and my hips roll, a lick there and my stomach clenches. A suck there and I am wailing in appreciation. He plays my body like it's an instrument, his beautiful fingers sparking magical notes of ecstasy with the lightest of touches and caresses. "Oh fuck, yes! Right there." I cry eagerly, encouraging him. Begging him for more. "Oh God, John!"