1. 13. Liv and Xanthe Always Get What They Want, Part 1 of 2


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    delightedly. I had a double-wammy too, because beyond the captivating sight of her playing with my cock was the reflection of her sensuous rear, bobbing and gyrating as she worked me, and below them the swollen folds of her pussy, glossy in the half light. “Oh fuck, yes.” I felt something unlock inside me. She was bent over, cheekily probing her tongue between my bum cheeks. “Let me eat you,” I whined and she just laughed omnipotently and lapped at my balls, joggling my cock madly fast then running a flat tongue all the way up the underside. “After I’ve had mine,” she whispered and sank her head over my cock one last time, her fist blurring me into her mouth. My body arched and tingles balled, quivered, and exploded. I arched up at her face. “Fuck I’m cumming!” I blabbered and she laughed, took one last deep suck before lifting her head. And just in time, too, as I burst massively, shooting a good two feet into the air. She cheered, mouth and eyes agape as she watched the quick jets erupt thickly over her wrist and hand, slowing right down to a slow milking tug. Eyes fixed, and her tongue curled out over her top lip. “Fuck. Yes.” She breathed, then suddenly sighed, and dipped her head, shrouding my cock with a veil of hair. I couldn’t see but felt my still frantically twitching member being slithered at with a greedy snaking tongue, before she made a noise like a creaky door and pulled me back into her mouth. Everything treacled even slower as my orgasm was stretched out, ...
    sucked out, deliciously and almost unbearably. Liv slowly squeezed my quivering member into her gentle eager mouth, curling over me and hugging the remains of my climax into her. Her tongue lapped inside, little drinking wriggles as she sighed, the noises made staccato with blissful swallows and with each twitch of my body as I pumped and contorted beneath her, overwhelmed by the sensations. It was then I noticed that as my orgasm ebbed, flowing out of me and into her, Liv wasn’t slowing down with me. Quite the opposite, one of her hands was thrust down between her legs and curled under, her fingers busy with itchy scrubbing movements at her pussy. She suckled at me and started trembling as if the echo of my own orgasm was rumbling out of me and into her through that perfect mouth. Her breath gasped nasally over me, seeming to puff up her climax as she refused to stop sucking me while she came. Her noises swelled into muffled squeals of pleasure, forehead wedged to my stomach and tongue shivering rigidly under my cock. In the mirror she was prostrate, up on one foot, her hand moving briskly and expertly as she shuddered and spasmed, stooped over me like some kind of crazed animal in a feeding frenzy. Her cries turned to laughter, turned to giggles and still she drank from me, letting go of herself and squeezing at my balls as if wringing the last from them, but still my cock gradually softened in her mouth. Not that this concerned her in the slightest, just taking more of me in ...
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