1. Z3: Chapter 2: First Date


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: ZeeMurphy, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Then he leaned back, reached down, and flipped open the box of dessert. He slid one finger along the top of the cake, coating it in frosting. He raised the finger to her mouth, and with a sigh and some raised hand she helped him slip it into her. Inside her mouth, he felt that thin insistent tongue working to clean him off. She sucked with abandon, enjoying the taste as much as the sensation. He was going to pull his hand back when she gripped harder, thrusting his finger deeper into her mouth so that her tongue could clean the base of him as well. He moaned at the feeling of her powerful mouth at work. When she did let him go, he put his finger back into the dessert, gathering up more frosting. This time, he brought the finger up to the level of her breasts and gently slid his hand all around the areola of her right breast, and across into the part between them. A quiet “Yesss.” escaped her lips, and she nodded. The look on her face was indescribable with anticipation. He leaned in, taking her nipple into his mouth, lapping at the delicious dessert. She arched her back, thrusting her incredible tits at him, and he slipped his hands around her back. They came to rest on her ass, and he gently cupped her there, as well. Her own arms, which she’d been alternately letting hang at her sides or held above her head, came down to encircle his head. Again, she slid her fingers through his hair, pressing his mouth and tongue tighter to her breast. They hung that way for a long ...
    moment, his insistent tongue doing work to clean her skin. The sound of his lapping and her ragged breath was the only thing that disturbed the night air. The feel of her ass in his hands, the taste of her, was driving him insane. Finally she broke, gently pushing his shoulders away from her. He pulled his head up, proudly seeing that only his glistening saliva now shone on her breast. She leaned in, hungrily sliding her tongue into his mouth to taste the desert inside him. Her hands left his head, roaming now along his back, his shoulders, sliding down to press his arms tighter against her ass. She bent her body, sliding into his lap. She spread her legs wide, the dress sliding up along her gorgeous legs to show more of her pink, healthy skin. She writhed against him, grinding her crotch against his, and for the first time he wasn’t able to truly hold back. He moaned into her mouth with need, the strain of his rock hard dick against his jeans almost more than he could bear. She groaned in response, biting at his lips, and leaning down to suckle at his neck. He grabbed her ass, slamming his hips up to meet her mound. He gasped out, “Madison … please.” In response she deftly slid off his lap, and he stifled a disappointed groan. He watched as her breasts bounced in time with her movements as she grabbed the hoodie off the bench and threw it on the ground. Moving quickly and confidently she leaned in and pulled at the buckle of his belt. She undid the clasp, and reached down to undo ...
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