Forbidden Hole (gxg)

chapter 11

Natalie, perhaps in an attempt to keep things professional, lifted herself from my face and rested her bikini-clad pussy on my chin. I took a few deep breaths but already missed the strong scent emanating from her pussy. I wanted to tell her to sit back on my face but resisted the burning desire. Playing along, I put up a false attempt at struggling, pressing my hands firmly against her bum to move her off. Natalie ignored my hands on her ass and just sat there for a while, smiling down at me, proving her dominance over me.
As long as there was still a chance of having her sit on my face, I refused to tap out but Natalie choose to give the remainder of the video a different twist, not quite done securing her power over me. She shuffled up until she smothered me again but this time leaned forward and grabbed the sarong of her bikini, which had fallen off earlier. She winked at me playfully before wrapping the sarong around her waist and letting it drape over my face.
The fragrance of her alluring pussy was becoming stronger and I knew it wasn't all for show anymore. The added eroticism of having my face caught between her strong thighs, bikini resting on my face and the entombing darkness of the sarong made me squirm in pleasure, hopefully giving Lola the idea I was still in the fight.
With the sarong keeping me out of view, Natalie lifted up just enough so I could breathe with some effort but kept me firmly in place so it would look like I was being smothered. The air was heavy with her scent, making my head spin and my heart skipped a beat as a naughty idea came to mind. The nice, loyal part of me argued against it for a moment but my tongue darted out of my mouth with a mind of its own and lapped at Natalie's bikini panties. Natalie gasped but immediately covered it up with a giggle, but I was afraid Lola had noticed. If she had, however, she didn't react, and Natalie didn't move away; neither urging me on nor scolding me.
I remained still for a few seconds more, the only movement being my hands which clenched into fists, resisting the almost overpowering urge to slip a few fingers into my wet pussy. Carefully, I stuck my tongue out again and drew it gently along Natalie's slit and felt delighted when she pressed forward in response. I heard the footsteps of Lola circle around us but continued to run my tongue up and down over Natalie's folds, her renewed moans now impossible for my girlfriend not to notice.
Natalie herself became more daring; I vaguely saw a finger come into the darkness of my confines and a moment later I felt the overwhelming scent of her pussy wash over me, shattering the last of my dignity as I eagerly stuck out my tongue and made contact with the warm, wet folds of her treasure. The taste of her juices was incredible, much better than Lola's or my own and I immediately became addicted to it. Wasting no more time, I pressed my lips against hers in a perverted french kiss and speared my tongue inside her, feeling her slick walls contract around me. Natalie's juices seeped over my tongue and I had to retreat to savor the strong taste of her, swallowing it eagerly before continuing my kiss. Her fingers brushed through my hair and gently but surely kept me in place, moving me up and down ever so slightly to direct my tongue where she desired it.