I continued kissing her with gentleness, as if I was preparing for what might be coming later. It was hard to hold back when I felt the overwhelming need to just pin her down and make her come, but I couldn’t do that—not yet, anyway.
So with the utmost delicacy, I trailed my lips down her neck, which was so tender, so warm, and we took a pause to undress, eagerly ripping the clothes from each other’s bodies. I worked my way down to Margie’s lean shoulders, her breasts, her nipples, stopping there to suck on them and swirl my tongue around them. There was nothing quite like enjoying someone’s body—truly savoring it, really—like this.
My pussy was incredibly wet right now, so I reached down and helped myself out a little to ease the tension. Of course, as much as it eased the tension, it increased it, making it even more difficult to go at such a slow pace.
But that was part of the fun.
Margie wasn’t faring much better. She moaned and whimpered under my touch, and when I slid three fingers inside her, pumping hard to hit her g-spot, she let out gasps and her body tightened. She was already so close to the edge, so I had to back away.
“I think it’d be hot to put my lips on you,” I said, my lips tickling her ear. We’d discussed it before, briefly, and I wanted to wait until she was ready. “What do you think?”
“Y-Yes,” said Margie. “That. That’s what I want.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Excellent.”
We made our way to the bedroom. When we got on the bed, I took her by the shoulders and gently guided her on her back on the mattress, easily moving her legs and hips into position.
I didn’t know why, but I loved this position. I liked that I could see her face when I glanced up, holding her thighs tight as she clenched them in anticipation.
I pushed a teasing finger into Margie, reveling in how it made her squirm.
“How do you like that?” I asked, a wicked grin spreading across my face. I knew it felt good, and I knew she was getting impatient.
“It’s amazing,” said Margie breathily. “More.”
“If you say so.”
I inserted two fingers, then finding it easier, three, slowly pumping them in and out. I had to go deep enough to find Margie’s g-spot, because that was when the real fun began. When Margie let out a sharp moan, I knew I’d found it.
“Now I bet you’re really enjoying yourself, aren’t you,” I said.
“Oh yeah. I can only imagine how your lips will feel on my clit…”
“You don’t have to imagine,” I said. “You want me to do it?”
“Yes, please,” said Margie. She opened her lust-filled eyes and looked back at me.
The pure lust in her eyes was what drove me wild. I could feel my wetness dripping down my thigh. I bent down and prepared myself to give her the best oral pleasure ever, lowering my body into a comfortable position and placing my tongue right in her fragrant lips.
I couldn’t imagine how incredible it was going to feel for her. It would be her first time receiving oral sex from a woman. As I flicked her clit with my tongue, my fingers pumping inside her, causing Margie to whimper in a delightfully erotic way, I could feel pleasure start to spread through my own body. It was incredibly hot.
“Tell me if you need me to stop,” I said.
“No, no, keep going,” said Margie. “I crave you.”
Well, that was fucking hot. Crave. That was a good word. It was exactly how I felt right now, so I took her invitation and started going hard, wanting her climax to be like fucking fireworks.
“You feel amazing,” I told her. “All silky and smooth and wet for me.”
“Y-You do too,” said Margie. She was already so full of pleasure that her eyes were rolling back in her head. It felt damn good to have this effect on someone I loved.
I pressed my cheeks against Margie’s thighs, and used my other arm to keep her thigh in place. My face was buried in her pussy, and I was relishing her salty-sweet taste and smell. I couldn’t get enough of her. And the whimpers that came from the head of the bed made my own clit throb.
“Oh, please…” she whimpered, barely coherent.