I knew what I'd be doing to Jayne from the moment she sat in the car and her short black skirt rode a long way up her legs. The soft, warm flesh of her thighs was almost instantly being caressed as I drove off, edging her skirt more and more up her thighs, revealing more and more flesh as we headed home. Thanks to the careful attention that I'd given to exposing more of her thighs, without any objection from Jayne, I could see her black, lacy knickers as we pulled onto her drive. My hand would surely have been inside her knickers had the drive home been any further but that seemed unimportant as I opened the door to her house and ushered her into the porch. She pulled her skirt back down, covering her thighs as she staggered into the house; what a waste of energy that was for her, I thought!
I followed her upstairs, deliberately hanging back in order to see right up her skirt and catch a glimpse of her lovely arse that would be fully exposed to me in the next few minutes.
We'd not had much of a conversation on the way home as Jayne was rather drunk, and all I could think of was her pussy. Getting her home, stripping her and helping myself to her pussy.
As we entered her bedroom, I turned her towards me and kissed her hard on the mouth. She responded very well considering how drunk she was. I could taste the Tia Maria on her tongue as we french kissed and I could smell it on her breath as she gasped when my hand went up her skirt, grasping for her already wet pussy.
Perfect! All I wanted to do was to go down on her and savour her warm, sweet sex and her pussy was crying out to be licked dry. Within seconds, I'd pushed her backwards onto the bed, took off her shoes and pulled her skirt down her legs and off. Her wet, black knickers quickly followed her skirt, leaving her bushy, brunette pussy fully exposed to me. I spread Jayne's legs as wide as possible on her bed, giving me a wonderful view of her sex; a sex that was glistening with her wetness in the bright light of her bedroom. I'd switched the main light on when we entered and I'd no intention of turning it off. Not only did I want to lick, suck, kiss and taste her pussy, I wanted to see what I was doing too. I wanted to examine every crease and every fold of her sex. Not one part of her entire vulva would go untouched by my tongue tonight.
I stretched her labia wide open as my tongue tasted her. I stretched her gently at first, and then a little more firmly, my tongue delving right inside her hole as I did. She murmured her obvious pleasure and forced my head further between her legs as I licked her insides, occasionally sucking on her juicy labia lips but such was the force with which she held my head, all I could really do was lick out her tasty vagina. Her sweet love juices were really flowing now and she tasted divine.
I slipped a finger inside her as I began to suck on her cute, pink clitoris but this wasn't a desire to finger her pussy as I licked her out. This was done purely to moisten my finger so that it would slide into her arsehole a little easier. She'd never enjoyed me fingering her tight virgin arsehole but tonight was different. Jayne was very drunk and fully exposing herself to me; both holes in their sublime glory. She barely noticed as I went knuckle deep inside her bum; she was too busy forcing my mouth onto and into her pussy and encouraging me, in slurred words, to keep on licking.
