She would tell me later that, for a moment, when she felt my two hands on her inner thighs slowly pushing her limbs apart, and she thought she was imagining things. Shocked by the sudden friendly assault, she'd snapped wide-awake. She looked down, as best she could from her position, and didn't recognize the clearly masculine form between her legs. Whoever I was, my head was already beneath the tent of her skirt as I continue pushing her legs wider and wider apart. I had already created the first tremors of lust within her.
Suddenly, she jerked and tried to sit up. Then she reconsidered and held still. Her legs continued to be slowly pushed apart.
Moments later, my licking tongue reached its object of desire. She had scootched her way forward until her ass was on the edge of the seat. Her legs were now far enough apart to allow me to place my mouth on the crotch of her panties. My teeth gently chewed at her box through the thin material. Adele's breath whistled slightly as she inhaled deeply at the first contact. She gripped the arms of the seat in anticipation of the forthcoming orgasm.
Using two fingers, I pushed the cloth aside and my mouth spent several minutes gnawing at her cunt. Occasionally, my long tongue would snake out and take a swipe at her cunt lips, which begin leaking precum, preparing for the real action.
Then my mouth left her cunt, and she felt the two hands grip the sides of her panties. She lifted her ass high enough to allow me to remove them completely.
Moments later, my head, arms, and her legs were again tangled up beneath her skirt. When everything was sorted out again, her legs were wide open, and then she felt my warm human tongue licking the inside of her thighs, working its way toward her golden-haired pussy. Seconds later, my mouth was hovering so close over her love-cavern she could feel my warm breath. Still, she didn't resent it when my mouth settled on her hairy cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Adele moaned suddenly, deeply and loudly. She lifted her legs over my shoulders, locked her ankles, and let her knees fall far apart. She concentrated on not yelling, as she usually did, when things got really good.
For the next several minutes, I slowly licked Adele's cunt, tenderly, and lovingly, from the bottom to the top, just beyond her rigid clitoris. When my tongue reached the top of her slit, it danced and skittered back over the inner lips of her pussy to the bottom, pausing on the way to delve into her steamy wet cunt hole.
Up and down my tongue went, teasing her, slowly bringing her toward orgasm. Adele fought the urge to issue directions, leaving it to me to decide how I would get her off.
Then Adele's breathing sped up and her ass began wiggling and squirming on the seat. My tongue ceased its travels up and down her slit and focused on her clit. "Ohhhhhh!" Adele moaned suddenly as my probing tongue struck her love-button again and again. After a few moments, it resumed its travels up and down inside her steamy groove.
All at once, Adele spread her thighs a still farther apart, opening herself completely for the affectionate kisses from my eager lips. Meanwhile, my fingers moved up and down the insides of her thighs leaving little dents as they went. My tongue continued to lap her damp pussy with long strokes. My head burrowed still deeper between the firm, smooth thighs. My tongue stiffened and probed her pussy. The tip of it penetrated still deeper. Adele shuddered as my tongue wriggled and slid deeper into the hot, tight orifice, working its way rapidly back and forth, fucking her pussy like a small prick.
My muff munching had my Goddess moaning with ecstasy. She nearly forgot herself and managed to stifle her scream of pleasure just before it passed her lips. What came out was a choked, gagging sound, muffled behind her hand. The tongue laved the area around her cunt. A fire of passion slowly spread from Adele's crotch to infuse her entire body with its heat. My tongue was a separate, living thing, boring into her cunt and licking her clit.
Adele crushed her hands over her mouth to stifle the wail of pleasure that involuntarily emerged while my mouth continued to smother her pussy. There was an intense stab of pleasure coursing through her. My tongue split her cunt lips and traveled to the top of the soppy slit, searching for her clitoris. She whimpered, then hissed through her teeth when the tip of the tongue touched her clit. The tongue groped for only a moment, then settled on the nub of flesh that was the center of sensation for Adele. She jerked and moaned again and again as my tongue began gently prodding the hard morsel. Delirious with impending ecstasy, Adele's legs tightened around my head.
I correctly read the movement as a sign that Adele was ready to cum. My attention focused on Adele's clit. I stroked it with a slow, firm tongue motion. Her body began trembling as her orgasm neared. My tongue began moving more rapidly, gradually decreasing the pressure against Adele's clitoris to increase the stimulation. The tremors passing through her body became more violent, more intense. The sensations rapidly increased, building up to a greater momentum as they accumulated. Adele sank into a numb haze of pleasure. My tongue flicked rapidly, with a feathery touch. Adele's body quivered with tension.
"Yes, yes oh yes!" Adele involuntarily called out suddenly as she exploded into an orgasm-while releasing a quavering wail which was barely muffled by her hand as intolerable sensations of pleasure overwhelmed her. Her body writhed and bucked with ecstatic convulsions.
My arms wrapped around her thighs and held her tight as my tongue continued to flick over her clit, driving her through her orgasm. The airplane seemed to be doing a roller-coaster maneuver as she was overcome with orgasmic spasms racing through her, wringing her body, wracking her mind. She peaked, shuddered mightily, and then began slowly sliding down the other side of the wonderful feelings. My tongue continued flicking, stroking and caressing her pussy leaving her in a state of glowing bliss. Then it began to ebb.
Adele collapsed back onto the seat, limp from the exertion of cumming. When she stopped to catch her breath, she licked her lips and swallowed dryly, then opened her eyes.
She said, "Hello! If you are going to fuck me, now's the time!"
Yes, it was indeed the time!
I watched as she removed her blouse and unsnapped her bra, freeing her boobs presenting me with an open invitation.
I rose and began kissing and licking her wondrous orbs until they were soaked in saliva and her nipples were standing tall like Vandenberg missiles.
"Fuck me now!" she whispered her imperious command.
I released my member, and she reached out and grasped it and pulled it into her sumptuous orifice. It sucked it in like a vacuum pump and latched on.
I began to probe her pussy with an enthusiasm I had never experienced. Her pussy's vise-like grip inflicted a milking suction, the like of which I had never experienced. It was summing the cum from my balls with a relentless intensity that was unbelievable,
"Ah, baby! You are so tight! AHHHHH!" I gave out a heart rendering sound as my pelvis pounded into hers.
Then my cock began to shoot its elixir of love into her steamy cunt. On and on it went and didn't stop until our groins were soaked with goo.
I collapsed upon her, and when my breathing stopped, I rose, kissed her, then stopped when she whispered, "You can cum with me anytime!"
The Booking
The next day, I received the following email as a response:
Dear Clarence:
I would be quite happy to schedule a 'date' with you at
The Sure Thing
during
The Network's
worldwide celebration.
Will Tuesday seven p.m. work for you?
Also, I loved your story, but it needs embellishment. Can you expand it and resubmit it?
Are you really the wonderful muff-muncher your story suggests? I'm anxious to find out!
Let me know your preferences.
Love and kisses,
Adele
I booked our 'date'. She was very expensive, but I didn't resent it. She was worth every penny.
I emailed back that I would like to see her in the black, latex outfit she wore in one of her galleries. I sent her a pic as an example. In it, she was irresistibly sexy, quite
The Stiffener
as her porn story's heroine illustrated.
I promised her the short story revision in the following week.
She acknowledged our 'date' and teased that she hoped that my last name implied good times in the sack. She also said that she would see what she could do about the outfit.
I could hardly wait. Our 'date' was two unbearable weeks away. I was developing blue balls in anticipation.
The End
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