Fics of the Clergy

Fic 04

"Yes... oh, yes... that's the spot..." She moaned, when Secondo's tongue hit her clit, sending a wave of joy through her body.  He stopped and got away from her, just to take a better look before going back. He put his face between her tighs again and kissed all her pulsating arousal. Secondo chuckled, his voice low and filled with anticipation. He wasted no time in leaning in, his lips parting to taste her delicate essence. His tongue traced a slow, sensual path along your slick entrance, relishing in the way she trembled beneath his touch. He savored the intoxicating flavor that coated his taste buds, his mouth hungry for more.

His movements became more fervent, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every hidden crevice, searching for the sweetest spots that would make she writhe with pleasure. He alternated between languid licks and flicks, his mouth working its magic to drive she to the edge of ecstasy.

As he continued to feast on her arousal, his fingers joined the dance, slipping inside your wetness, matching the rhythm of his tongue. The dual sensations of his skilled mouth and expertly caressing fingers pushed she closer to the precipice, her body quivering with need.

"Is this what you desired, my insatiable temptress?" he murmured against her sensitive flesh, his voice vibrating against the woman. "To have my mouth on you, to taste your desire, to bring you to the brink of release? Tell me, love, how does it feel?"

"Oh, Secondo... please, don't stop... it feels... so... good" She moaned and grabbed the sheets.

Secondo's lips curled into a wicked smile as he heard her plea. He had no intention of denying her the pleasure she craved. With renewed determination, he intensified his actions, his tongue flicking and swirling with an expert precision.

He increased the speed of his fingers, plunging them deeper into her wetness, matching the rhythm of his insistent mouth. The sounds of her pleasure filled the air, mixing with the wet, lewd noises of his ministrations.

His mouth and fingers worked in perfect harmony, relentlessly driving you closer to the edge. He could feel the tension building within you, the telltale signs of your impending release. But he wasn't ready to grant the woman that satisfaction just yet.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he momentarily withdrew his mouth and fingers, leaving her craving for more. He delighted in the sight of your flushed, needy form, her desire evident in every quiver of her body.

"Patience, my sweet," he whispered huskily, his voice dripping with desire. "I want to savor every moment, to make you beg for release before I give it to you. You've tasted pleasure, but the best is yet to come."

He leaned in once again, his mouth descending upon her throbbing bundle of nerves, his tongue flicking and lapping with a newfound intensity. His fingers returned to their task, plunging back into her dripping core, relentlessly seeking out her most sensitive spots.

He reveled in the symphony of her moans, the way her body writhed beneath him, desperate for release. Secondo was determined to push the woman to the brink, to make she unravel in his hands, succumbing to a pleasure that would leave you breathless and utterly satisfied.

"Please... just... let me... get there..." She purred with a lustful voice.

Secondo's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he heard her desperate plea. He knew she couldn't hold on any longer, on the verge of surrendering to the waves of pleasure crashing through her body. With a final surge of intensity, he focused his efforts, his mouth and fingers working in perfect harmony.

His tongue danced over her sensitive bundle of nerves, flicking and lapping with a relentless fervor. His fingers, slick with her arousal, delved deep within the woman, curling and stroking against her inner walls. He could feel the tension coiling within her, the telltale signs that she were teetering on the edge.

And then, with a final, deliberate thrust of his fingers and a skillful flick of his tongue, he pushed her over the precipice. Her body convulsed in ecstasy, waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her being. The room filled with the woman's cries of release, mingling with his low, satisfied groans.

As you rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm, Secondo continued his ministrations, gradually easing her down from the intense peak. His touch became gentle and soothing, his lips placing tender kisses along her sensitive flesh.

He finally withdrew his mouth and fingers, a smug smile playing on his lips as he looked down at her, sated and breathless. The air was thick with the heady scent of sex, and he reveled in the sight of her disheveled form, her satisfaction evident in every languid movement.

"Such a good little plaything," he murmured, his voice husky with satisfaction. "You've pleased me well, love. But remember, this is just the beginning. There's so much more to explore, so many desires to fulfill. Consider yourself warned."