********Borrowed from Literotica for your enjoyment....mmmmm*********
I kissed the right side of her throat very softly, running my fingers along her shoulder tops and down to her warm breasts. She sighed. I returned my mouth to the sensitive skin at the base of her throat and kissed it longingly, sucking her soft skin in between my lips. She leaned her head to the left, letting me do it.
I rubbed my tongue on her skin. She moaned again, placing her hands on top of mine where I was holding her breasts. I squeezed her breasts, rhythmically kneading them. She turned her face towards mine. I reached my lips out to hers and we met in a blazing hot kiss. I wanted her so much. I was instantly aroused and wet. Based on the passion of her kiss, I thought she must be the same. My tongue entered her mouth and hers entered mine. We explored each other's hot oral wetness, our arousal building.
I was drinking her kisses now, getting dizzy, feeling lightheaded. She was perfect sweetness. I slowly pulled her back down into my knees. I looked at her angelic face lying in my lap, smiling at me. I touched it lightly, running my fingers along her forehead and cheeks and lips and down to her throat. "You are so gorgeous and warm and sexy and I want to make love with you," I whispered. There was joy in the sparkling of her eyes.
She put both her hands on my head and pulled me down to her. We kissed again, deeply, insanely, for the longest time. Then I began to unbutton her blouse. I smelled her perfume deeply. I was intoxicated with lust and desire. I kissed the tops of her breasts through her bra. I undid the front fastener and took her large hot nipples in my mouth, one, then the other. I was licking and sucking her breasts like an infant does.
I loved this feeling, I felt I had found home after being lost for so long. I took as much of her large soft breasts into my mouth as I could and sucked on them, loving the feeling of softness and warmth on my face. I could hear her heart beating so loudly and urgently, the blood pumping so fast in her chest. I kissed her mouth again.
"I love you, I want you, you are such an angel," I told her. She smiled and kissed me hard, her arms around my neck, our breasts pressing upon each other. "It is time," I said, pulling off my own clothes and stripping her of hers. I kissed down her body and parted her willing legs, revealing the center of all life, her woman's pussy. I breathed in her fragrance. I was frantic with longing. I had to taste her.
I kissed her already crimson extended pussy lips. I took them into my mouth, pulling upon them slowly, lovingly, as she moaned with desire. I licked them, I buried my tongue inside of her, licking up her slit. I breathed in her lusciousness deeply. I felt the heat of her own glowing, glistening desire on my face. She moaned once again, arching her back, spreading her legs, surrendering her sex to me. I drew my fingers up each of her thighs, tracing the path from her knees to her pussy with my fingers, lightly. I kissed the same path, up one leg, then the other.
I gently pulled apart the soft hot wet lips of her little flower, watching as they continued to move and open and pulsate and reach out to me. I put my mouth on her and took all of her inside me. I rhythmically sucked upon her sex, the rhythm of love, of desire, taking her nectar in my mouth, filling myself with her. She was holding my head, pulling my hair, the beginning of a scream building inside of her as I licked her clitoris all around, my mouth a vacuum upon her, drinking her, swallowing her.
I wet two fingers of my hand and slowly pushed them deep inside the furnace of her. She screamed in pleasure. I turned my hand back and forth, forcing the pleasure upon her. She began to moan and cry, "Oh god, please, this is incredible, please don't stop, Juliet, I love you, I love you! Please keep loving me, oh god!" She screamed a high-pitched scream, a soaring scream, her body heaving beneath my touch as I continue to eat her sex.
I pressed my tongue hard upon her clitoris and rubbed it slowly all around like a thousand little fingers massaging her at once. She screamed again as I pushed a third finger inside of her. She raised herself towards me once again, lifting her ass cheeks completely off the carpet. I continued my deliberate ministrations upon her pussy. She gushed lubrication. I drank her down. "Oh yes, now! Now! I'm going to come Juliet, take me there, please take me there, now!"
And she did. And I did. And she thrashed and moaned and screamed and cooed and sighed and sweated and twisted her body beneath my grasp as I kissed her and licked her and sucked her and kept making love to her. And when she had come I continued to love her, softly, stopping and starting, exchanging vows of affection with her, my friend, my lover, Katerina. I touched her gently there with wet fingers, I kept myself upon her.
And soon she was hot again and then I brought her to the top of the mountain again and rode her down, down, the thrilling, ecstasy of the ride down, the pleasure, the pleasure that never ends, the all-consuming pleasure of our merging into each other. Then I turned myself around and fed my sex to her while I continued to worship her sex with my fingers and mouth. And she loved me, her first time with a woman, as if we had been lovers all the time. It was her passion, our complete surrender to each other's bodies and hearts which made it so. Then we kissed and I held her and she held me, lovers, girlfriends, together, in love, giving to each other without bounds, lost in each other's desires and need. Little Katerina. My little Katerina.