Venturously Yours,

Unapologetically Yours

"Mmm..."

The slide was just right. Slowly, the tip of his tongue touched the slickness. It flicked back and forth.

She felt so unholy exposed and vulnerable. A new aggressive side of her erupting as she angled her pussy back high and he groaned at the loss of contact.

"You want more ?" She couldn't believe that husky whisper was emerging from her. It tingled her. Frighteningly erotic.

When he uttered those words, use my mouth. Nothing could have stopped her then.

With a dangerously low snarl, he gripped her hips and angled her clit right under his tongue.

"Never tease me like that."

Eliot whimpered out loud as he swept those words back and forth across her swollen clitoris. Vibrating over her. The first wave of pleasure hit her, making her rock against him.

It made Octavius crazed.

He nipped at her labia, sucking her fleshy wet folds. The scraping of his teeth gliding over her sensitive button almost made her fall back.

She bucked over him, begging him. "Please. Please."

Those cries were soft hoarse. Warning and wanting fused into a small mix. It felt surreal, haunting.

Without waiting, he thrusted his tongue right into her weeping sex. He brought two fingers up, began to massage her clit as he worked his tongue in and out of her.

"God yes!" She moaned in abandon.

Then cleverly he slid his two fingers inside her, deep and he switched gears. Sucking hard on her little clit. She was grinding her wet pussy on his face.

At that moment, she was too far gone. All her focus was on getting that orgasm. The beautiful mouth watering orgasm.

Eliot needed more of these sensations. They seem to burst veins in her blood, playing a whole orchestra of music in her soul. She reached up, playing with her nipples. Twisting them, tugging them between her forefingers.

She rocking harder, smothering him. His fingers never stopped. They fucked her faster, sloshing of her juices heard distinctively.

"Yes...yes. So close." She was. Right there. His fingers bent, rubbing at her g-spot. She felt a jolt of lighting connecting to all the nerves in her system.

In a wildness, Octavius suckled her clit harder and her core tightened as she began to cum out of control. Each slurp was intangible but audible as the contraction capturing her over and over again.

She could feel how he rubbed his face all over her dripping pussy. Her head rolled back, feeling dizzy and giddy. "Yes. Just like that."

Her tremors subsiding, he still didn't stop lapping at her. Constantly licking her while kept in his locked grip.

Then, Eliot's eyes absorbed down on the straining bulge in front of her and she drooled. Licking her lips, she slid down him purposely running her wet snatch pass his neck and onto his chest.

A soggy glimmering line left behind.

Octavius couldn't get over it. Her intoxicating smell and taste. The way she came like a madwoman on fire. The way she was grinding her pussy on his mouth like there was no fucking tomorrow.

He could help but think. Fuck me, but I like it. I like it a lot.

She became a whole new person. Opened and expressive. No sole thoughts but only her pleasure was at main sight here. All the barricades were dropped.