Relaxation floods me and I let Jess ride me down on to my back. She digs her fingers into my shoulders, kissing me with force as well as passion. Now she’s the predator and I’m the prey. I’m not good at giving up control, but Jess makes me feel safe.
She makes me feel loved. The warmth inside me only exists because she’s seen the real me and she accepts me. I’ll never let her go.
One hand reaches down between my legs and I buck and struggle against her and the mattress as she slides a finger into my pussy. I cry out, sharp and sudden and feel her using a gentle but insistent pressure. With a delicious, slow stroke, she stimulates my G spot and the rivers of pleasure stream between that spot, up and down my inner lips to my clit.
With my eyes closed I hang on to Jess as hard as I can, my body shuddering as the orgasm starts to quake through me. I hear her sigh of satisfaction as my pussy clenches around her finger and I come harder than I ever have in my life.
I’m out of touch with reality for a few seconds. Floating in blissful black, I feel the tips of her fingers training over my breasts. Tingles flare along the paths she makes, encouraging all my little hairs to stand on end. I’m hypersensitive as if her touch has awoken me some how.
When I can breathe again, I let my eyes blink open. Jess is above me with a sweet smile, reaching up to stroke my cheek. The moment is sweet but that orgasm only whet my appetite.
I sit up, grabbing her shoulders and flipping us so I’m on top again. For a moment I just slide on top of her, our shared sweat making us both slick. Hot nipples brush together as our breasts press against each other. I lean my lips down and join them to hers.
She opens to me, inviting me deeper into her mouth. I oblige, flicking out my tongue and caressing her lips with mine. I run my hands down her arms and press her wrists to the mattress while I keep kissing her, harder and more urgent. She fights against my grip, making lovely struggles that only excite me further.
I let go of her hands, running my fingers gently down her sides as I move towards her pussy. I look at her for a moment as she parts her knees for me, her gorgeous outer lips full and swollen and the red pink of the inner lips just begging to be caressed.
I put my lips to her clit, sucking at it and using the tip of my tongue to press against it and tease. She tries to get away from me, hips wriggling as she grabs the sheets, bucking up and down. Sounds of pleasure start to bounce out of her throat and I turn my attentions lower down, following the trail of her sweet inner lips down to her delicious pussy.
The lips contract around my tongue and I grip her ass hard as I drag her closer to me. She tries to buck and writhe, but I’ve got her pinned under me and I lick as deeply into her as I can reach. My lips explore every crevice and my tongue sweeps into her sweet cunt, drawing moans from both of us.
As her cries get louder and sharper, I in
crease my attention. My hands grip her ass cheeks hard enough to leave marks. My lips keep eating into her while my tongue explores even deeper, feeling the contractions inside as her orgasm gets closer.
Suddenly, she grabs my hair and pushes my face even harder against her. I manage to slide my top lip against her clit and that does it—I’ve pushed her over.
Her cries are sharp and ragged as her legs tremble. Her pussy convulses against my mouth and I eat her up, focusing on the throbbing lips, pulsing clit and her pussy pumping with juice.
The orgasm rolls to a lull then starts up again. Jess makes a sound almost like pain. I raise my head, leaving the swollen clit alone as I move one hand to pump a finger into her pussy. She writhes against me, grinding down against the pressure.
She’s fucking insatiable. No woman has ever made me feel like this before. Not only does she catch me right in the heart emotionally, her body is like a carnival build just for me.
Something about the way she moves, her eyelids fluttering open and shut, tells me that this is a new experience for her as well. Between the two of us there is some kind of sexual synchronicity, a place where we can both let go.
A place where we are both safe.
I slowly slide in another finger and very gently lick her clit. Her ass jumps up and down, forcing me to come in harder, almost pinning her to the bed with my mouth and hands. I keep going even when her yells wind down into breathy, helpless sounds. Its like a delicious torture for us both as I stroke her closer and closer to her next orgasm.
This time, its almost soundless. She’s whimpering as if her voice is gone. Her hands go up and cover her face as her head thrashes back and forth.
I feel the clenching of her pussy around my fingers and my own moans start to slip out around her clit. Her body stretches taut against my hands and the bed and a scream bursts out of her.
I take my fingers out of her pussy and press my lips to the hole, eagerly licking up her juice. This just makes her scream louder and thrash harder against the bed, while I hold her tight and let the orgasm shake us both to the core.
Thirty-Four
Jess
I can’t take any more. My mind beats with this one line, over and over again as my body twists under Ashley.
I’ve never experienced pleasure this intense before. Even though I’m hypersensitive, I don’t want her to stop touching me. I might break under the force of the stimulation, but I don’t even care.
Even though my clit is hot and hard and my pussy throbbing, I can’t stop reacting to Ashley’s touch. It should be somewhat painful by now as my strung-out body tries to process the multiple orgasms. All I can feel is unimaginable waves of pleasure that scatter inside me, waves of glitter that wash through me, bounce back and soothe me.
When my cries die down, little gasps the only sound I can make, Ashley pauses. She slides her body up against mine, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me against her chest.
I roll against her breast, letting my head fall against her as I try to remember how to breathe. I can feel tears threatening my eyes as the depth of the moment fully dawns on me.