1. Happy endings


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: brwnsugr, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    experienced fingers. She knew all kinds of little twists and turns. I paid attention, to add them to my own routine. And she kept those lips wet and parted. And smiled as if she was just so pleased when he started to fuck her fingers. I felt sort of left out. But it also sort of turned me on, watching him get off on her. Surprising. This was a better idea than I thought. But I had to keep my wits about me. So when I knew he probably couldn’t take another minute, I gestured to her and she tiptoed out of the room. And I quit licking and went over to the table to get those berries while he huffed and puffed. “Where are you?” he asked. “Just hang in there, sport,” I said. And then I went over to the love seat, held up the berries and said, “Come eat!” “What?!” “You heard me. Come over here.” “Aw, c’mon—“ I opened the kimono, spread my legs, took one of the berries from the platter, set the platter down, and started to rub the other “cat” he liked to play with, with the chocolate end. He just sat there almost drooling all over himself as I slid the berry up and down my lower “lips.” And when I parted them to let him watch me rub my clit with it, he managed to get down off that table and head my way. I smiled drowsily and said, “You like that, too, huh?” “I like a lot,” he said, sitting down next to me with that big cock waving in my face. I bent down to suck the tip and he moaned and looked down at me still stroking my clit with the very wet berry. “You do it,” I said, taking his ...
    hand and putting it between my legs. He did me one better. He eased himself down so that we were in a sort of “sideways 69,” his head between my thighs and his cock in my face. And he licked that chocolate off in no time. But no chocolate was necessary after that. He kept licking and flicking and tonguing like he’d almost forgotten about his cock. But when I deep throated that sucker, he flung his head back and shivered. “You’re killin’ me!” he cried. “I can’t breathe! I swear!” I was having a little trouble breathing myself. My heart was beginning to pound and I could tell I was going to cum if I didn’t change up soon. I sat up just long enough to stop him from lapping at my lips, then eased myself back down slowly, flung a leg up over the back of the seat and rubbed my glistening clit so he could watch. And he started to stroke himself, too. “This is crazy,” he said, smiling at me. “We’ve gone crazy!” “Good crazy, though.” “Oh, yeah,” he said. “ Oh, yeah.” I started to stick two fingers into my wet vag, first slowly and then faster and faster as I arched my back and panted from the pulsing that was starting to make me arch and shiver. I used some of the “juice” to rub around my erect nipples and I swear, I thought he was going to pull his cock off, watching me finger and fondle myself. When I hoisted one tit up to flick it with my tongue, he gulped and stopped stroking but the veins in that cock were huge and I could almost feel it throbbing myself. Which turned me on even ...
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