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My eyes roll into the back of my head as he dives in, licking the soreness from the way he just fucked me away. As promised, he’s like a starving man. His tongue slurps at my folds with so much gusto that the resulting exploding pleasure within me makes it almost impossible to remain upright. I bend forward, my hands desperately fist the sheets as the muscles of my stomach contract.
He palms my ass in his hands and uses his hold to press my pussy against his face until I’m sure he can’t breathe. When I look down all I can see is his brow furrowed in concentration as he eats me and his crystal blue eyes pinned darkly on mine, taking in the mewls of pleasure falling chaotically from my lips. The contented purring noises he’s making reveal just how much he loves this.
It’s insane how easily he makes me forget my qualms so that all I can focus on is the roughness of his tongue as it abrades against my flesh.
There’s something building inside me, the echoes of which feel somewhat familiar to the orgasms I’ve given myself. But I know that when this wave crests, the impact will be far more devastating.
I buck my hips in response to his assault until I’m arching into every sweep of his tongue and every graze of his teeth against my sensitive flesh.
“That’s it, ride my face,” he grunts against my folds and his dirty words are the spark. They keep me tethered in this in between as my muscles tighten.“Fuck my face just like that.”
My stomach clenches, my toes curl, and my eyes close as I can scarcely believe that I’m about to come, and just as easily as he promised.
And then he pulls my clit into his mouth and suctions it between his teeth and that’s the lit match that makes my world go blank.
Powerfully, voidlessly, blank.
Every atom in my body releases and explodes as I shatter on his tongue. I’m temporarily blinded as I fall into a bottomless oblivion.
I scream the walls down, incapable of muffling my pleasure or curbing it in any way as I grapple with the force of my orgasm.
I didn’t know it could be like this and I’m not equipped to handle it. Sweat dots my brow and my thighs quake until I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to walk again.
It takes long minutes, but I’m a trembling, shaking mess when I come down, the waves of my climax receding almost reluctantly.
I come back to reality only to realize that he’s still licking greedily at my folds, his fingers digging into my thighs just as firmly as when he started.
He doesn’t show any signs of slowing down or stopping.
“What…what are you doing?” I ask with difficulty, still reeling from the orgasm and losing myself right back again as his tongue redoubles its efforts. That’s all the time I’m given to process my first assisted orgasm because he already has me building towards a second one.
“One orgasm could have been luck,” he drawls, his words muffled against my body, “but two is skill.” His hand reaches up to palm my breast. He kneads the tender flesh and then flicks my piercing before pinching my nipple. Pain radiates from my bud and turns into delicious pleasure before I can even register it. “I don’t want there to be any doubt about my performance here,” he adds cockily.
I groan, my body overstimulated to the point of torment. Now that I’ve orgasmed at his hands – or rather, his mouth – I’m not sure if I can handle another.
I don’t know if I’ll survive it.
My mouth falls open on a loud moan when I feel his finger trace my folds. He runs it up and down my slit, tenderly grazing my sensitive flesh and collecting my wetness until I want to scream at him to stop teasing me.
I must say it out loud, my tone one of deep sexual frustration, because he chuckles, his warm breath caressing my pussy and setting me afire.
He places his finger at my entrance and pushes in, not stopping until he’s inside me as deeply as he can go. My thighs tighten in response as I fight against the immediate need to come. I must be suffocating him between my legs because his face is now completely obscured by my body, but I can’t process my concern.
I’m gasping for air as he strums me like a virtuoso on a guitar. I fall forward but the hand on my breast moves up to clutch my throat, forcing me to remain upright with just the strength of his arm alone.
When he pushes a second finger in next to the first, he shoves me off the cliff of my pleasure and straight into my second orgasm.
This time, my screams are silent. My mouth falls open on a ferocious cry, but the sound is muzzled as all my energy goes to riding out this rabid tornado of sensations. My thighs don’t relax as he continues to eat me, greedily licking up the juices that spill out of me, and I wonder how I haven’t accidentally killed him yet.
Finally, I buck and the noises erupt from deep within me. I cry out endlessly, my voice sounding almost pained to my own ears. I fall backwards against his lower stomach, my head resting on his knee. My heart beats wildly, my chest pumping to match, and my breaths are strangled as I drag in lungfuls of oxygen.
I hear his own call for air as I finally release him. He sits up, wiping his nose and mouth with the back of one hand as the other reaches for me and clutches my hip possessively.
“I think that’s my point well proven, don’t you?”
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Chapter 7
