Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Not yet,” I say. “Keep coming.”
She keeps moving up my body, leaving a trail of wetness as she comes. She’s worked out my intention and she shimmies up my body with no more need for instruction. She lifts her ass and hovers over my face, clinging onto the headboard behind me with both hands. She lowers herself onto my waiting tongue, gasping when my tongue reaches up to her clit.
I lick her clit, flicking my tongue back and forth and side to side. Amelia moans and moves her hips in time with my licking, pressing herself down onto my tongue. I can feel her juices running down my chin. My shoulder might be out of action, but my tongue definitely isn’t.
Amelia is moving her hips faster as her orgasm approaches and I press my tongue firmly against her sweet pussy, pressing up and moving it side to side, no longer licking her clit in teasing little laps.
Amelia moans again and I feel her clit tense up and then a wave of liquid floods over my face as she screams my name. I imagine her body going taut, elongating, her head coming back as pleasure courses through her. I keep licking her, pushing her deeper into her orgasm. I hear her gasping, panting and whimpering. I love that I have this effect on her, that I can turn her to jelly as easily as she does to me.
Her whole body shudders as another rush of liquid gushes from her as she screams my name again, her voice hoarse and ragged. The sound is raw with pure animal desire. Slowly her body relaxes, her muscles turn floppy as her orgasm begins to recede. For a moment, she comes down heavily on my face and I’m surrounded by the smell and feel of her open pussy. It feels so good having her this close to me. After a second, she lifts her ass up and I draw in a deep breath as she does the same.
Amelia begins to move, shimmying her way back down my body, being noticeably careful until she’s past my shoulders. She pauses when she’s straddling my belly and she leans down and kisses me. Her tongue snakes into my mouth and I know she’s tasting her orgasm on my lips, on my tongue. I run my fingers up and down her spine as she kisses me hungrily.
She pulls her lips from mine and kisses her way down my neck. Keeping her body low, she moves backwards, trailing her hard nipples over my body with a feather light touch, teasing me and bringing my senses to blazing life. Never has a woman consumed all my wits the way she does. She’s all I can see, hear, taste, and touch. I can still appreciate her sweetness on my tongue and smell her lustful scent in the air.
She sits over my cock and lowers herself until her lips cover it. Then she moves back and forth, making me groan with frustration. I need to be inside of her. Right now. She bends at the waist and flicks her tongue over one of my nipples, sending electricity rippling through my body. Softly she kisses the center of my chest, then covers one nipple with her mouth. She sucks it hard, then she bites down on it, making me gasp with pleasure and pain.
She comes back up, smiling down at me, looking pretty satisfied with herself. She rubs her lips across mine, but when I go to deepen the kiss, she pulls away, leaving me wanting more.
She lifts herself, and reaching beneath her pussy, grabs my cock. Holding it by the base she lowers herself onto it. We moan in tandem as she pushes herself slowly all the way down, taking my full length inside of herself. Her pussy is tight, warm, and wet.
And it’s mine. All mine. She’s mine.
She moves slowly, lifting herself until I’m almost out of her, before she comes back down, taking me back inside of her delicious, tortured inch by delicious, tortured inch. She does this slow, sensual movement until my eyes are screwed tight shut, my ass is raised away from the bed, my hands are balled into fists at my sides, and I’m moaning her name. Without warning she slams down hard, taking all of me inside of her.
Then, as suddenly as she had slammed down, she stops moving.
My eyes fly open, wondering what the hell is going on. Amelia is sitting still, running her hands over her body. She winks at me as her hands move to her breasts, kneading them and then tugging on her nipples. I swallow hard, watching the show as she trails her fingers down her stomach and pushes them into her pussy, lifting the hood, and massaging her clit.
She’s a complete joy to watch, and although my cock is screaming at me to move and bring me some relief from the pressure in my stomach and my balls, I’m mesmerized by the sight of her. Her head is tilted back slightly, with her chin jutting out. Her eyes are almost closed, and her lips are pulled back in a half smile, slightly parted. Her tongue snakes out and runs over her lips leaving them moist and gleaming.