Page 74 of Between the Sheets


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Nairobia takes my pussy with an open-mouthed kiss, purring, “Give me your sweet juices.”

I welcome her tongue with a deep moan, knowing she’s pulling another orgasm from me. I am almost there. She spears me with her tongue in anticipation.

Yes, God!

My body purrs.

Nairobia raises her face, licks her lips and smiles softly. “My mouth waters to suck more of your sweet juices. My own cunt drips for you.”

I gaze down at her through lusty slits. And then she disappears, both her hands on my thighs, parting them wide as her warm tongue feathers across my clit, sending chills along my spine. She whispers something I am unable to decipher in her native tongue that sends me teetering on the brink of climax.

“Mm-hmm…oooh,” I whimper, losing myself in the sensations flowing through me. “Yes, yes, yessssss…”

Nairobia whispers, her hot breath against my cunt, “Precious pussy.”

My ass lifts slightly up off the bed and Nairobia cups and squeezes it, hungrily feasting on my flowing honey. Sweet and thick and heated.

Marsha Ambrosius’ “Tears” plays. Nairobia hums the tune into my cunt, her curling tongue-tricks causing me to claw at the sheets.

Oh, how I love coming in a woman’s loving mouth, on her sensual tongue, over her sumptuous lips. If I could, if I were to, ever fall in love with a woman, Nairobia would be the type of woman to capture my heart. Sensual and raw and rough. Feminine, bold, and deliciously aggressive.

I close my eyes and get lost in the wet, smacking sounds of her mouth. Get lost in the wetness of my dripping cunt.

“Oooh, yes,” I whisper.

My nipples tighten as she licks over my sweet pussy again. I grow wetter over her tongue, bathing her in sensual heat.

My breaths come quickly as I glance over at Marcel. Behold his bare chest, packed with rigid slabs of muscle. His flat stomach muscles ripple as he takes in the view. His veined length bobs and pulses as a bead of nectar clings to the head of his dick, glistening in the glow of candlelight.

Marcel leans forward and extends his tongue and licks his precum.

My mouth opens, drools, for a little taste of him.

He watches.

He touches himself.

His nipples.

His balls.

His cock.

My nipples pucker tighter. Ache to be sucked. Long to be pinched.

“Spread your thighs wider,” Nairobia commands, rising above me, then positioning herself between them. Her eyes flash with excitement.

I blink up at her. Cupping my breasts from the bottom, she nearly circles them with her soft hands. Avoiding my nipples, she lightly kneads them, then tightens her grip on my breasts and my skin heats as they begin to swell.

“Mmm…oooh…lick ’em,” I beg.

Nairobia lowers her head; her mouth barely touching my skin, her breath laps over the sensitive tips, causing me to arch to her, begging and panting, as she slides her hot creamy sex over my mine; silky smooth, sensual skin pooling in juices.

Sweet heaven.

She nips her way up my neck to my ear, then kisses a line down my jaw, then back to my ear. She nibbles softly at my lobe and then sucks it into her lush mouth. Her body against mine, she has my pussy and ass on fire; every inch of my flesh inflamed.

God how I love the touch of a woman.

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