We could hardly wait to get back...and once inside, I had her backed into a wall and licked the salty sweat from her neck. We made out fiercely, while I felt her up; her nipples hardened almost as quickly as my dick which swelled to form a solid mound in my shorts.
I pulled the tank over her head, with the sports bra soon following; digging into bare flesh, I felt the firm, hot mounds press against my palm. She was passionately kissing back, probing deep into my mouth with her tongue. My hands caressed her face and one trailed down her back, to land on her bottom. Firmly cupping a cheek and digging into the flesh, I pushed her to grind her body against mine.
I gripped the back of her head, pressing her lips into mine and shoving my tongue deep; while swirling my tongue over hers, I groped at her breasts...squeezing, rubbing and tweaking. She closed her eyes and moaned, pressing her lips into mine, letting the desire flood over her body.
I spun her round and bent her over the couch; with my hands tight around her waist, I leaned in to kiss over her neck, before dropping her shorts and panties to the floor. As I finger fucked her to even greater arousal, she couldn't help but moan louder. She could feel my dick pressing into her bare ass; it was rock-hard and threatening to rip through the jock. She relished having my fingers inside, working her pussy, but she really wanted more, and I was intentionally teasing her, dry humping her with the bulge.
I intensified things, curving my fingers to rub her g-spot. Since she seemed to be gasping for breath, I felt like she was close, and I slowed things down. I grinned, "Get naked for me, sweetie," and she kicked off her shoes and flung the shorts aside.
She squealed, "Oh god...shit! Baby, I'm so horny, I could fuck the hell out of you...for hours...and hours."
Thinking about "hours and hours," I gave her a sly grin and a peck, "Slow down, sweetie...we got all weekend...remember!" Dropping down between her legs, I scattered kisses over her inner thighs and up over the tiny slit, moist with tasty (very tasty) arousal.
I taunted the pulsing bud with my tongue, but only briefly, before dragging my tongue through the sex...and kissing her all over, again. I caressed her butt with both hands, while teasing her with my tongue. It seemed like a long time, but it was undoubtedly a few minutes.
She was desperately trying to grind her pussy against me; sensing her needs, I gave her clit another pass, and another. Her body shuddered, and I teased her more, flicking and nibbling to ramp things up...building sexual tension.
She was getting to the point of desperation, where she grabbed the back of my head, almost demanding that I make out with her pussy. I knew it was time, and lavished it with attention, licking up through the slit, swirling my tongue over the bud, and then probing as deep as I could.
Running her hands through my hair and urgently thrusting into my face, I had her on the brink again. Pleading with me to finish, I pulled away and held both her hands, eliminating any possibility that she could finger herself. Once again, I left her on the edge...maybe, hanging off the edge would better describe her state. She gave me a frustrated moan, "You fucking tease...you wanna see me explode."
She tried to relax and I grinned, "You know it...you'll thank me, when you're screaming with ecstasy."
"Screaming with ecstasy...okay, since you put it that way."
I went at it again, lightly tracing her pussy lips with my tongue and gently kissing the tiny crease. I looked up and our eyes met, as I slid my fingers back inside to start pumping. I grabbed the bud with my lips and started licking the hell out of it. It was rock-hard and throbbing, just the way a clit should be...and it only took about thirty seconds. I listened to her breathing get choppy; her hips pumped into me and I felt her clit pulsing under my tongue.
"Oh Rob...Rob...Rob," she moaned, "Baby, don't stop...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...that's good...so fucking good...keep...keep going...oh god...yesssssssssssssssss!"
Wave after wave, flowed through her body, with her muscles tensing and hands digging into the couch. Her hips were grinding my face and it felt like the mission was accomplished...you know...but I really didn't want it to end. Eventually it all passed, and my face was wet, but her inner thighs got the lion's share.
I rose up to kiss her, before nudging her to her knees to face a very swollen cock. Still threatening to poke through, when I pushed the jock down under my balls, it sprang out, and almost thumped her face. The hard shaft bobbed in her face, and she instinctively reached out. Carefully stroking...savoring...and worshipping, she added her other hand, to work it with both. Being rock hard and swollen, the veins were more obvious, and her fingertips savored each and every one.
She used that other hand to stroke the ridge, giving me the two-handed pleasure, I needed. I groaned, "Fuck baby girl, that's what I love to see! You know exactly what I need...you always do...mmmm, yeah!"
She got a sexy Tara-grin, "Well, why don't you use my mouth...and fuck these pretty lips?"
I groaned, gently gripping her head, "You got it," and started pumping. Probing deeper, I nudged her throat and held it there, as deep as it would go. It was a couple inches shy of the base, but it felt amazing. I used both hands, one on each side, and started fucking, pleasuring myself and teasing her limits.
There's a balance to face-fucking...going deep gets you the most stimulus, but if you go for too much, there's gagging. Tara always likes it right at that line, but all that would change, if she could deepthroat. She could never get it passed her throat, but I've been lucky to have found a few that could; I considered marrying the first two, but fortunately I married Tina, the third.
I rolled my head way back and moaned, thinking about each of those gifted women, "Tara...Tara...fuck, that's it...fuckin' take that dick...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yeah, fuckin' take it!"
With me pumping her mouth, she reached behind me and dug her fingers into my ass cheeks; gripping tight, she tested her limits. I groaned and our eyes met; a lustful fire smoldered as I rolled my hips and pumped through her lips, "Uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yeah, that's it, take it...take it deep...let me feel that throat...yeah, feel that throat!"
Together, we face-fucked like that for a good while...until I had to stop; it was covered with spit when I pulled out. "You want it, baby girl...don't you? You want me to fill that pussy...fill that pussy with cock...yeah, all this thick cock!"
She was still catching her breath, "Yeah, fill me up...fuck me...fuck me with it." She giggled, "Bryan will be home...you know how he loves to walk in on us. Save some for him, though...we'll give you a good workout...even better than the run."
She eagerly bent over the couch and spread her legs. I pushed it between them, sliding my dick over her thighs and through the wetness; she groaned when the hard shaft teased her clit. I stretched her open with my fingers, and the head split her labia. When I gently pushed into arousal, I knew she was ready...very ready; her lips were stretched tight, but offered little resistance when I started pumping her
She groaned loud and long; I suspect Mrs. Harmon (the neighbor) probably heard. "Ohhhh...ohhhh yeah...ohhhh...yeahhhh...yeah...yeah...yeah...yeah...that's fucking...fucking amazing! Oh god...fuckkkkk...it's been weeks...weeks since I've gotten to feel that!"
