Read Her Perfect Lover before reading this story! This is the sequel. It continues the adventures of Pat, a 44 year old woman and her 24 year old lover.
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There's something really special when your lover not only licks you to a toe curling orgasm but is still on his knees when your vision finally clears, gently running his tongue down to your bum. I lounged back, my thighs once again over his taut shoulders, my pussy pressed into his face as I enjoyed that soft tongue just teasing my taut ass. I also started to become surprisingly vocal.
"You like having your tongue in my arse? That's it, make yourself a little more accommodating, let me feel that nose in my slit at the same time. Don't worry about breathing, let's just have some real fun" I declared.
As he responded, I became increasingly more horny,
"Okay, back to my pussy. Fuck, you are such a dirty bugger. Oh yeah, lick my clit, yeah that's it. No, go back down now, yep, now slowly go back up. Fuck, you don't need me to tell you, just do a good job" I growled at him, full of lust.
By now, I was in a state of bliss but also a heightened state of arousal. I wanted him to fuck me later but I was really getting into this role of having my needs come first all afternoon. Watching him selflessly pleasuring me had me thinking perhaps I could twist him round my finger a little bit more. Hell, I deserved it after such a rubbish sex life in my marriage! I had an idea and wanted to try it out.
"Do me a favour loverboy. Pop into the bedroom and bring the throw at the end of the bed back. I definitely want to fuck you later, you horny devil but right now I'm enjoying this a lot. You want me to enjoy this afternoon don't you?" I asked him.
"Um, yeah of course I do Pat. I can't wait to fuck you later. Okay, hang on a minute" and he got up, heading to the bedroom.
A minute later, he was back and presented the throw to me.
"Now, could you get me a glass of water from the kitchen?" I asked him.
"Okay" he said quickly and departed again, returning a moment later and putting the glass down on the table beside me.
"Fantastic. Now then, we were rudely interrupted so let's start again" I said.
He knelt in front of me again and I parted my thighs to accommodate him. Once he was in position, his face pressed into my crotch and his tongue snaked out, slipping back into my asshole surprsingly easily. I immediately took the throw and put it over him.
"Now, don't stop what you're doing. If your tongue gets tired, lick my pussy but only for a little while. I want you to concentrate on my bum mainly, okay?" I addressed him.
"Whatever you say" he said and I shivered with pleasure at that comment.
"Now remember, only go to my pussy if you need a break then it's back down" I warned him again.
"Yes Pat" he intoned and once he resumed rimming me, I covered him with the throw.
It was over my legs and his whole body but being a light throw, it was a lot less hot than a duvet would be. I thought that would make it easier for him not to get too hot under there and as he kept up a pleasant rhythm pushing his tongue into my arsehole, I fully relaxed. I relaxed so much, that I actually began to drift off to a very light sleep.
It was only about 20 minutes later when I stirred to full awakeness. The hunk was licking my arse like an ice cream cone, very softly but insistently. I briefly wondered if it was a strain for him to give me such slow, lingering oral but quickly checked myself. I wanted to enjoy myself and I was; that was all that mattered really. Taking the throw, I pulled it off my legs and put it to one side.
"Not bad. Now then, you've had some practice doing it in the dark, but I much prefer to see what you're up to. Show me" I urged and shivered again as he shamelessly licked up to my pussy and began to tongue fuck me there.
