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Andrew was unrelenting in his ministrations. He inserted two fingers into her wet pussy, and her muscles immediately clenched around them in welcome.
It was magnificent. Her skin burned, alive with a carnal hunger that only Andrew could satisfy. She rode his fingers, trying to find her end, but Andrew seemed to know how to keep her on edge.
“Are you trying to torture me?”
Andrew laughed. “I don’t know what you mean,” he said before latching back onto her swollen nub.
“You know what I want.”
“Tell me.” He inserted a third finger.
It took Tabitha a moment to find words, the glorious stretching sending her closer to the precipice.
She heard Andrew give a small moan of his own as he licked her. “God, you taste so good, my love. But I know what you want—what you need—and I will give it to you.”
The tension built as Andrew pumped his fingers in and out of her. He closed his mouth one last time over her most sensitive spot, and she jumped off the precipice, screaming his name as Andrew did a final thrust then removed his fingers so he could greedily lap up her sweet cream. His tongue touched her already sensitive flesh and made her come again, this time arching her back off the chair as she dug her heels into his back.
Andrew was like a man possessed and made her come undone multiple times until her bosom heaved from the power of her orgasms. She looked down and saw the most erotic thing—Andrew, between her legs, his mouth glistening. She wondered what it was like, to bring that much pleasure with just one’s mouth. Would the same thing work if she put her mouth on Andrew's cock? He’d never mentioned if that was something men enjoyed.
She was still gathering her wits when Andrew put her skirts back down, went to stand, then offered his hand out.
“Come, my love. Let us go to bed.”
But instead of taking his hand, she peered at his crotch, which was nearly at eye level from where she was seated. She wanted to taste him, to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. Her weariness quickly left her at the idea. Would he let her?
Tabitha sat upright in the chair and tentatively brought her hands up to his breeches and undid them. She was about to push them down when his hand covered one of hers.
“What are you doing?” he said, barely a whisper.
She could see the outline of his erect cock straining against his trousers.
“I want to taste you,” she said.
“You don't have to do this. We can go upstairs.”
“Don’t you want me to? Is it something men dislike?”
“Men like it very much. I’ve dreamt of it so many times, your mouth on my cock, but I would never ask you to do something you don’t want to do.”
She licked her lips. “But I want to do it. I want to take your cock in my mouth.”
He gave a nod, and Tabitha pushed his breeches down and then his drawers to see his large cock spring out of its confines. This was the first time she’d seen his staff up close. The tip was smooth with a small slit at the end, but the rest of the length had ridges, with hair at the base.This is all my doing. Andrew was aroused because he desired her. The thought emboldened Tabitha as she wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly squeezed, moving her hand up and down.
Andrew let out a curse between clenched teeth. She repeated the action a few times until a small drop of white liquid came out of the tip. With a sudden curiosity, Tabitha wiped her tongue over the tip, tasting Andrew’s arousal. It was slightly salty, but not altogether unpleasant. She bent down again, and this time swirled her tongue over the head, causing another erotic noise to escape Andrew’s lips as he threw his head back, surrendering to the moment.
Tabitha grew bolder and put the tip in her mouth, taking him deeper. As her mouth welcomed his throbbing member, Andrew again let out a strangled moan. Tabitha smiled, loving the sounds he made as she took him to the brink.
She used her tongue to lick up and down his cock, then took the length into her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down, taking all she could.
As she continued to explore, Andrew knotted his fingers in her hair, showing her the rhythm he needed. She allowed Andrew to guide her.
The feel of Andrew's cock rocking in and out, like it did when he was inside her pussy, made Tabitha wet again. Her channel spasmed in envy, wanting his cock inside her. Every inch of her lit up with a growing need to push Andrew to his limits Tabitha relaxed the muscles in her throat, wanting to take every hard, long inch of him. She wrapped her arms around him, holding onto his buttocks, digging her nails into the flesh.
“God, Tabitha, your mouth was made for sin. I love you fucking me with your mouth. Don’t stop.”
His words spurred her on. She went faster, sucked harder, until she felt his muscles tighten under her hands. He was close.
“I can’t hold on much longer, love. You need to stop before I’m too far gone to stop myself.”
