Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 18

More... suck... more... suck...

I wasn't exactly sure where she wanted so I began kissing and sucking her entire upper torso from the sides of her neck (lots of moaning there), down to her little red puffy mound (louder moaning there) and everyplace in between I could reach with my lips, tongue and hands.

"Yes... uh... uh... more... MORE... on... down... more... ungh... on... down..."

I moved down even further, kissing and sucking as I did until my eyes were level with the bottom of her little red patch.

I was sweating fiercely on my forehead and face, the drops still stinging my eyes, my hands were going to be too busy and unable to help... so I gave them a final wipe then closed them. From here on in it was going to be touch only, with no visual clues.

I had a fairly good idea of what she wanted me to do, having read many articles on the subject in Playboy and Penthouse; I silently vowed not to disappoint her. I also racked my memory for information on how to actually do what I was contemplating. I had no experience in this area, and would be completely winging it.

There was also no good way of reaching the area she wanted me to with her laying as she was.

After a few more kisses and gentle nibbles, I got hold of her legs with one hand and put my other hand behind her back. Moving quickly, carefully and geritly I got her leaning against the back of the couch with both legs hanging over the front of it. I was kneeling in front of her.

She opened her eyes and looked carefully at my position relative to hers. She looked me in the eyes and verbalized her continuing desire, "Ooooooooooh... yes... PLEASE... do it!" Again that unmistakable tone of command could be heard in her voice, It seemed to come and go based on what she wanted and how badly she wanted it; sometimes more, sometimes less.

I took one shapely leg in each hand and lifted them up and apart until I had both of them supported on each of my shoulders; her knees bent and with her legs hanging loosely around my neck. I put both hands under her ass and gently pulled it towards me, opening my eyes just long enough to see what I was doing, until her pussy was less than two inches from my mouth.

I could feel the fiery heat of her lust as my tongue tip lightly touched the inside of her left thigh, just below her pussy.

I was ready for the jolt this time, and had my arms tightly around her legs. Another light tongue touch on her right thigh elicited the same result. Her hips bucked upwards then down again, she was stronger than she looked, but my arms were like a vice around her open spread legs. I had my arms wrapped across the tops of her legs then around with my hands firmly grasping her ass. She could still move a bit, but her legs were going nowhere, unless I ran out of strength before she did.

My tongue darted forward and back again, in no discernible pattern. Unlike my careful and deliberate pleasuring of her breasts and nipples, I wanted her to be unable to figure out where my tongue would strike next. I rotated my head a few degrees to each side, allowing me to quickly lick her inner thighs, my tongue getting infinitesimally closer to her lust with each pass on one thigh, then the other. I knew was perpetrating torture of the most sexual kind. I had licked, kissed or tounge-tapped everywhere but where she was dying for me to be.

"Please... please Nick, no more teasing. Please suck it." The commanding tone was replaced with one that expressed a deep desire for it to be acted on.

I kissed my way up her thighs to her pussy proper, gingerly feeling around the edges with my tongue, closing in slowly to the center, and finally probing with the tip if my tongue until I could taste her nectar. The liquid ambrosia that was waiting for me; hot and sweet as it had gathered, yearning for me to taste it, to taste her, the most intimate taste a woman could offer up.

I gently touched my tongue to the prize. Surprisingly, she did not move a by a fraction on an inch; her whole conscientiousness seemingly focused on what was now happening to her. There was a very quiet humming noise coming from her mouth.

A tiny movement of my tongue nearly cost me my grip on her legs as her ass shot into the air, pushing her hips forward and completely enveloping my head between her thighs, her knees bending until her legs were locked behind my head.

Using my arms and my hands I managed to move my head until I had room to breath again. But the pressure exerted by her leg lock on my head was unrelenting, and my face was slowly being forced closer to her pussy.