1. The Plumber's Daughter Chapter 2


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    tongue. Marie’s hands were in my hair, pushing my head against her dripping pussy while verbally urging me on. I felt her swollen clitoris pulsating against my tongue as if it had a life of its own. She was moaning softly and rocking her hips from side to side. Marie tasted delicious.....vanilla spice delicious. Performing oral sex on a woman is something I enjoy greatly. I don’t understand why so many men distain it. They obviously don’t know what they were missing or how much women enjoy it. Many married women deny their husbands oral sex and the disdainers can’t understand why. They just accept it or make jokes about it such as, “The minute I said I do, she didn’t”…the dopes. Marie’s orgasm came in waves with her sweet juices covering my face as I licked like mad and held her in place to keep her from sliding off the bed. Afterward I lay down next to her and began playing with her hard nipples as she lay stretched out on her back. She ran her fingers through her own hair and was frowning thoughtfully. “Thank you, Marie,” I said, “Yours is the best tasting Italian dressing I’ve ever had.” Smiling, Marie rolled over and hugged me kissing my face over and over. This is when I accidently found out that she is ticklish. I held her down and tickled her until she was practically begging me to stop. Marie: WHILE I WAS KISSING AND HUGGING him I was thinking, “Patrick is so wonderfully impossible that I can hardly believe it. He used his tongue like a conductor directing an ...
    orchestra. He did everything right and my orgasms were fabulous and out of this world. I was ready for more when Patrick stood up and thanked me. But then he started playfully tickling me and I was almost breathless from laughing and shrieking happily before he stopped. He then excused himself to check and see if the grill was ready for the steaks, leaving me in a content, happy flutter on our bed....our bed…my Patrick. I have the rest of my life with him. What I really can’t believe is Patrick enjoys eating me out as much as I like sucking on his big cock. You can’t fake that kind of enthusiasm. I got dressed and set the table for before I joined him outside where he was grilling the thick porterhouse steaks. Patrick was sipping a bottle of Yuengling Lager. He smiled and handed me my own bottle and I took a sip. I then gave his ass a pinch, “That is for tickling me. When will the steaks be ready?” “They will be ready in another five minutes. The baked potatoes are done and I made enough to slice up for fried potatoes for at least two meals and look,” he lifted the cover to show me, “I am roasting some jalapeño peppers for my hot and spicy lady. Just add a tossed salad to the meal and it doesn’t get better than this?” “Yes it does. Dessert, sweetheart,” I answered, “I’m going to taste you after I take you out for ice cream at the Upstate Dairy Store we passed on the way home. It will be my treat if you’ll loan me a twenty until I can get to an ATM,” I put my arms around his neck and ...
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