She finally moved forward, pressing her wet sex to his mouth. Her juice was sticky syrup that flooded his mouth with the taste of the finest liqueur that he had ever drunk. He pressed his mouth to her flesh like a parched man suckling a juicy piece of fruit. His tongue speared between her folds and lapped at the hidden flesh, gathering her captured juices. Her hands gripped his head, tangling in his hair. She pulled his mouth to her flesh with bruising force, and it only heightened his lust. She worked her hips in tight movements, humping his face with ever increasing speed. His hands gripped her rear tightly, and his fingers bruised her flesh.
She became bestial as she rode his mouth, her muscles straining so taut they felt as if they would break. He felt her body changing and felt her movements become erratic and harsh. He could taste the flood begin as her orgasm surged through her body. It started slow and built quickly. His mouth was fastened to her as if they were one body and his tongue was deep in her flesh when her cream surged against it. Her body shook and her muscles threatened to dislodge his tongue as she came grunting and sobbing. He didn’t know how long her orgasm lasted, but he held his place, delirious in her scent, feel and taste. When she finally calmed down, she held his head in place while he continued to feast on her.
She slowly pulled away, her pussy leaving wet strings of cream attached to his lips. She slid down and kissed him, her tongue twisting around his in a breathtaking embrace. Her kisses were like heaven, and He was lost again in her presence. She continued to kiss him as her hands deftly unfastened his pants. She wriggled her hand into his pants and found his hard member. She wrapped her warm hand around his flesh, causing him to grunt as she squeezed firmly. She shifted her weight and let him slide into her with one slowly wet motion. His breath exploded and she devoured it, her mouth working like a thing alive.
She wiggled her hips and ground down onto his lap, forcing him as deep inside of her as possible. He was going out of his mind with desire as she worked her muscles, squeezing him in an increasing rhythm. He closed his eyes as the sensations began to mount. Her body was everywhere at once, and he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. She pulled her lips from his and he gasped for breath, not realizing how much air he had been deprived of. He tried to catch his breath as she moved her mouth to his neck. Her traced wet circles over his skin, causing him to shudder and squirm. His body felt electrified as she melted over him. Her mouth and sex devoured him while the rest of her body engulfed him in her heated softness. He groaned as his cock reached the point of explosion. She kept him balanced on the edge, denying him release as her tongue danced over his neck.
His body shuddered as he reached a point beyond her control. His muscles tensed and his body shook and he felt his climax arriving. He also felt the sharp points of her two pointed teeth as they pierced the flesh of his neck. The first stream of blood spurt into her mouth in tandem with the seed filling her cunt. Her cunt drew his essence into her with powerful jets filling quickly. He head swam and deeper warmth spread through his body. He teetered on the edge of consciousness, his hands running down her smooth back. His mind tried to decide which was the better of the two. Was it her sweet sex that milked him of his seed, or was it her succulent mouth that pleasured his neck?
He always debated the question, but could never find an answer. She stopped drinking before any damage could occur and licked the two small wounds, healing them as if they never existed. He could barely see her through heavy lidded eyes as she licked her lips, leaving them the same crimson as they always were. He closed them as she lay her head down against his chest to rest. Her breathing came like the contented purr of a cat, reverberating through his chest and lulling him to sleep. He dreamed of her and what they did, knowing it would happen again.