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Then two, then three. Buried to the knuckles.
Our lips lock, our tongues dance around the others. We groan softly and begin pumping our fingers in and out of each other’s pussy, grazing each other’s clit just enough to bring the other to the edge of a climax. We have become seduced to rhythm and the sound of our hands and fingers.
Sasha is so hot and wet and slippery.
So am I.
We stop kissing and hold each other’s gaze while our fingers continue to explore our cunts. There are no words needed. She sees it my eyes. And I see it in hers. The feral look of want and need and heated passion.
I slip my hand out of her panties and put my cum-soaked fingers to her pouty lips. She licks around them, her luscious tongue cleaning each finger clean as she continues stirring in my dripping cunt. My husky groans turn sharp with lust and desire as she pulls her own fingers out of my soppy wet heat, spreads my spicy juices over my lips, then licks them, slowly trailing her tongue over my bottom lip. My fingers sink back into her sticky center. Then hers back into mine. Our thumbs flick back and forth over each other’s clit. I fling my head back and explode. My juices soak her fingers and my pussy clenches and unclenches.
A few seconds later, Sasha is climaxing as well. Her sweet moans boomerang around the kitchen.
“Y-you like that?” I whisper in her ear, on the verge of climaxing myself.
She shudders beneath my hand, clutching my fingers. “Y-yes.”
I gasp, biting down on my bottom lip as another wave of heat erupts throughout my body.
Another second, and Sasha is pulling her fingers out of me, placing them back up to my mouth. I part my lips and she slips them in. She moans as I suck her fingers. I remove my fingers from her pulsing warmth. And now she is sucking on my fingers.
When she has finished cleaning my fingers with her mouth and tongue, I kiss her long and deep, then tell her I want her on the granite counter. Tell her I’m ready to serve her, to feast on her. I slap her on the ass with the wooden spoon as she cups my pussy, then walks over to the counter. She lifts herself up on to it, then leans back and parts her legs. This is how she will give herself to me. Her pussy naked and exposed for my greedy pleasure. She knows better than anyone that I can spend hours suckling and nibbling her, luxuriating her soft moans and gasps.
As I saunter over to her, my lips curled seductively, I can feel my own juicy pussy pulsing—nectar slowly trickling out, then sliding down the insides of my thighs. “You ready for your tongue-fuck, baby?”
“You know I am.” Her hand slips over her smooth mound, she rubs over it slowly, taunting her clit. My lust-filled gaze connects with the burning fire in her brown eyes. “I can’t wait to feel your hot, wet tongue all over my pussy; all over my clit.”
“Be careful what you ask for, my sweet love,” I tease, placing the dildo beside her, lifting her right foot and licking the ball of her foot before sucking in her big toe. I then slowly make my way over to her pinky toe. She gasps. I do the same to her left foot. She grabs the edges of the counter as I lick up the back of her calves, then kiss the inside of her thighs.
“Mmm…”
I nudge her legs wide, grasp her hips, then pull her to the edge of the counter. I dip my head between her legs and lap up her tangy juice. Sasha moans as my tongue and lips move over her.
“Oooh, baby, your sweet pussy tastes so good,” I murmur against her sticky wetness.
I look up at her. Her lids are half-closed, her eyes glazed over in a fiery haze of lust. “You want more?”
“Y-yes,” she rasps, her voice thick with passion. “Give it to me, baby.”
I resume lapping her juicy pussy, then sink my tongue into her drenched slit. Her inner heat burns my tongue as I suck her clit voraciously. I tease her toward an orgasm, then pull away, leaning up and pressing my mouth to hers. We kiss, our tongues parting starving lips, the passion between us surging like a swelling sea. And I know—without a doubt, with every aching fiber in my entire body, that I love her. That Sasha is my life partner. What had started out as simply mutual desire has blossomed into a relationship of burning need, of unadulterated longing, and never-ending want.
“I love you,” Sasha pushes out almost breathlessly as if she’s read my thoughts.
I reach for her face, cup her cheek, a smile spreading over my cum-coated lips. “I knew I loved you from the moment you whipped my pussy.”
“And I loved you more.” She pulls me into her, sucking on my lips, tasting herself on me, then slipping her tongue into my mouth. Her body bows as she grabs my shoulders and slowly pushes me downward. “Finish eating my pussy. I wanna come all over your tongue.”
She does not need to say more. Her command is my wish. I part her swollen pussy lips. Inhale deeply. Her sweet musky scent engulfs me. I breathe it in like one of my favorite perfumes before licking the tip of her crowning jewel. Her moans embolden me to pull it deeper into my mouth. My mouth latches onto her clit, sucking it lovingly—in long, lascivious pulls—as her hand cradles the back of my head.
She moans again as I swirl my thumb into her wetness. I keep sucking her, bringing her close to orgasm, then pulling back only to have her grind her pussy harder into my mouth.
“Oooh, Laila…” she gasps and starts to come. If her clit were a cock she’d be ramming it down into my neck, coating my throat with her orgasm.
My gaze meets hers with a sly grin as I breathe i
n the wetness of her pussy. It’s smell reminding me of heated rain during a summer storm. “Mmm. I love the way your pussy smells.”
She giggles. “Oh, yeah? And what does it smell like?”
