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A Polaroid of Kristina, Part 2

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

I was too intent on sliding down her body to position my head between her thighs. Her lips were spread open, and they were a delicate pink. As I got into position, a drop of semen slid out from her vagina. I licked at her, and tasted myself and her wetness at the same time. The taste was pure sex, and I found her flavor addictive. Crisp, musky, clean. I licked into her, trying to get my tongue as deep into her as I could. I tasted myself as I did, and the combination was intoxicating, as it reinforced in my head what we had just done. Above me, her hands went to my head, and she pushed her fingers through my hair. “Oh god yes!” I heard her moan. My tongue licked up and down between her lips before I remembered that I was supposed to lick her clit, the magic button. It was hard and noticeable, and I licked it perhaps a bit too eagerly the first time, provoking her hands to hold my head tight. “A little less hard, and lick around it at first.” I did as I was told, and the effect was dramatic. Soon her moans increased in volume and pace. I experimented with different actions with my tongue. Sometimes swirling it around the top of her hood, sometimes licking just below her clit. I tried licking her clit itself as lightly as possible, barely touching it with the tip of my tongue. This time she liked it better. Much better. At that her fingers clutched my hair tightly. “Yes!” she cried. As I licked, I wondered if there was something else I could do to push her over the edge, as I ... suspected she was close. Not letting up my delicate licks, I pushed a finger into her, and found her oh-so-slick with both her and me. She stiffened as my finger slid in and out of her, in time with my tongue’s movements. Soon, and mostly by accident, I found something that did the trick; I had my finger inside of her facing up, and I found a place where when I rubbed upwards, as if beckoning “come here,” that had an almost magical effect. I licked and rubbed, and soon she was in the throes of her own orgasm. “Ohhh, Michael… I am cumming!” Her hands clutched my head even tighter, and her body tensed and shook. I felt her pussy tighten around my finger, and I continued licking until she pushed my head away. “No more! It is too much!” I slid up her body, and as soon as I was in reach, she leaned up a little and kissed me deeply, and I knew she could taste herself on my lips and face. She fell down in spent exhaustion and I lay next to her. I probably should have been having all kinds of deep thoughts, or perhaps worries about what was next, but my mind was a happy blank. I was perfectly sated, and thoughtlessly happy. “Michael,” she told me in her lightly accented English, “That was absolutely heavenly.” For a long while we said nothing. We just lay there, recovering. The silence could have been awkward, but it wasn’t. At times we would look at each other and smile, unselfconsciously. After a while, still without speaking, she got up and left the room and soon returned with a ...