"Ohhh," the dark haired Italian woman moaned softly as the pointed tip of his tongue slid in a slow, tantalizing line down along the crease beside her throat. Her fingers still in his hair, she nervously urged him downward. "Oh yes, Ingo. It feels so good when you kiss my neck like that."
To both of them it was a telling moment. It was a test of their sexual compatibility. What Ingo sought was a highly sexual woman who enjoyed various forms of carnal pleasure. Having never had sex with Isabel, he wanted to make sure she wasn't frigid. While he was in love with her, and wanted to marry her, he knew he wouldn't be able to continue their relationship if she was averse to sex. As an average Latin blooded young man, his thoughts were constantly filled with licentious imagery and he needed a woman who was willing to fulfill his desires. Isabel, on the other hand, wanted to see if she could get away with what she had done. If Ingo realized she had been with another man and given him her virginity and found the thought of it to be hot, that would be great. If he was aware of her having been with someone else and chose not to mention it, that would be okay too. But she thought that if he didn't know it would be better. There was something about the idea of fucking other men behind his back that made her pussy drool with hunger. The thought that she could return to him and lay in his arms as another man's semen leaked from her dark haired slit caused her blood to boil and her cunt to gush. She had no intention of being monogamous, so it was crucial that any man she had a relationship with be accepting of that fact or unaware of it.
Kissing and licking the soft smoothness of her lightly tanned flesh, Ingo was blissfully unaware of the change in her. As his lips and tongue travelled over her perspiration coated skin, the sweetness of her feminine sweat filling his mouth, he breathed deeply. A heady odor came from her that made his mouth water. He thought it to be the aroma of her floral perfume in combination with the musk of feminine arousal. And believing himself to be detecting an indication of sexual excitement, his cock grew harder, straining at the front of his pants as if trying to cleave through the fabric.
As the flat of his tongue washed over her breasts, lapping through her cleavage, he noticed a change in the flavor he encountered. In places her skin was a little slicker and a little saltier than others, but the differences in the tastes he experienced only added to his pleasure and increased his desire for her. When he captured one of her erect brown nipples between his lips and worried its rubbery surface with the tip of his tongue he felt the hands at his head press his face tighter to her tit.
"Sssshhhhhh," Isabel hissed, drawing air through clenched teeth. A current of pleasure flowed through the firm, round flesh of the breast he was sucking and her hot teenaged snatch gushed heavily, the wetness making a mess of her crotch and soaking the back of her dress. "Suck my tits, baby. Oh, Ingo, you're making me so hot with your mouth."
His mouth at her breasts was driving her wild. She felt his lips and tongue move over every inch of her chest as he repeatedly went from the stiff, sensitive nub that capped one mound to the other. Aware there were places where Orson's cum had dripped on her belly and tits when he had crawled up over her to put his prick in her mouth, she knew Ingo must be tasting it as he bathed her flesh with his tongue. She also knew he liked the taste, because he couldn't seem to get enough of running his tongue over her skin.
Suddenly she found herself wondering if he was planning to give her a complete tongue bath. She had heard from her girlfriends that some guys liked to kiss and lick their way down a woman's body to her cunt and would bring her to orgasm with their tongues. The girls called a man's mouth on their snatch things like eating pussy, cunt lapping, carpet munching, tongue fucking, and slit licking. Whatever the term, it sounded like something she should try. And since Ingo had already licked his way down to her breasts she felt she might as well urge him to go down further.
At first she had been nervous about it being found out that she had had sex with someone else when Ingo began to kiss her. But when he didn't seem to recognize what had transpired from the taste of her lips and the heavy aroma of sex that swirled around her in an intoxicating mist, she began to question how much she might get away with. Having Ingo eat her pussy while it was flooded with another man's seed was a make or break kind of test. She knew that if he realized what was happening she could lose him completely. However, there was also a chance that he would remain unknowing and enjoy the flavor between her legs as much as he did when kissing her mouth. If that happened she believed she would also feel secure in her ability to experience whatever sexual pleasures she desired without worrying that the taste or smell of her might give her away. And that was a chance she was definitely willing to take.
"Mmmmm. Yeah, lover. Kiss me all over," Isabel murmured in a breathy voice. Gripping the dark hair at the back of Ingo's head so tightly in the fingers of both hands that she knew it was probably painful to him, she coaxingly pushed him further downward. "Go down and eat me, baby. Ohhhhh. Suck my pussy and make me cum."
The hard bud of Isabel's rigid brown nipple slipped from between his lips with a loud slurp and his face passed slowly over the smooth, concave expanse of her abdomen as she insistently shoved him down her undulating body.
He didn't resist her. He had fantasized about tasting her pussy ever since he'd heard his older brother talk about having done it to his girlfriend. And he liked the raunchy way Isabel had told him what she wanted. It amazed him to find that, when sexually aroused, there was nothing prissy about her. She was not afraid to express her desires in the most vulgar and arousing manner, her soft melodic voice filled with passionate heat.
As he descended closer to her pubic mound, Isabel lifted her ass from the bed, allowing him to push her dress down from her slender hips and thighs. When her legs were free she spread them widely and the scent that rose from her crotch to fill flaring nostrils become more pungent.
He'd heard it said that once you get past the smell you've got it licked and now he thought whoever coined the phrase to have been an idiot. Ingo loved the sensual odor of Isabel's cunt. The aroma was a piquant mixture of earthy, woolen musk, oceanic saltiness, and wildflowers in bloom. To him it was a rich smorgasbord of irresistible smells arising from what promised to be a succulent buffet. And the sight that accompanied the fragrance was equally appetizing.
Soft sable curls adorned Isabel's pubic mound and flowed down to decorate the engorged lips of her gash. The downy black pelt at her pelvis was streaked and matted with the whiteness of drying juices while the hairs surrounding her slit were awash with fresh, creamy fluids. At the top of her cunt a small, pea sized hot pink protuberance stood up beneath a thin hood of flesh which he knew to be her clitoris. Below it a wavy ribbon of crimson ran between the plumpness of her pussy lips to where wetness streamed from her aroused teenaged fuckhole and, seeing the thick fluid, he could barely restrain himself from diving face first between her gorgeous, round thighs to sample its sweetness on his tongue.
When Ingo raised his head to glance up at her, and she saw the ravenous hunger in his eyes, Isabel smiled. Knowing he wanted to eat her cunt, she tried to be patient and allow the anticipation to tease her. But then his pink tongue slipped out to moisten her lips and all restraint fled from her. She wanted his mouth on her pussy and she didn't want to wait one second longer.
"Oh shit, Ingo. Eat my pussy," she gasped. Her hands were still gripping his hair and she forcefully pushed his head between her thighs, shoving his face into her steaming young snatch. "Lick me, baby. Fuck me with your tongue."
At the first touch of Ingo's warm, supple lips to her young, furry gash a bolt of electric sensation flashed through her horny snatch and crashed thunderously into her womb like a lightning strike. Isabel cried out in response to the intense pleasure, unconsciously hunching her trim hips up to press her slippery gash against his mouth as a steaming deluge of her aromatic discharge and Orson's gooey spunk spewed from it.
"AAAIIIIIIEEEEE!" The dark haired Italian girl squealed as the licentious thrill of feeling Ingo's face between the sensitive insides of her thighs flowed through her. Just the act of having his mouth against the fat, hair fringed lips of her pussy was a lurid delight that caused hot juices to boil over within her snatch. Then his tongue darted out to glide over her clit and her pleasure immediately escalated to become a roiling tempest of carnal bliss that caused her to cry out in climax. "OHHHH SSSHHHHHIIIIITT! I'MMMMM CUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGG!!!"
Sharp bursts of pleasure, like surges of high voltage electricity, shot through her clit and cunt to fill her uterus. The fiery current of orgasmic sensation streamed through her hot, young pussy and womb again and again to make her tremble with delight.
"Oh! Oh! Eat me, Ingo!" Isabel wailed. "Catch my cream in your mouth, baby. Ohhh yeah! Eat me out!"
The first time her snatch had spurt, at the instant she had shoved his face into her hairy gash, Ingo was unprepared and the sticky liquid had splattered in a molten spray against his lips and chin. This time his lips were open over her slit and he caught the full rush of succulent nectar as it flushed from her beautiful twat in a heavy torrent to fill his mouth.
