Tasting her [M/F] | 2016

My favourite part in living with my former girl in university halls, or as Americans call them, college dorms, was the challenge. When we got intimate, I was always determined to make her scream. I never told her about the little game in my head, and at least it was a motivation to make her go wild.

So one day, just as we get in bed to sleep I do the usual. As we are spooning I move her freshly washed hair out of the way and kiss her behind the ear. She smells delicious. My hands go to her wide, curvy hips as I go lower to her neck, and she moves in response softly moaning. Her ass slowly grinds into my crotch.

Within seconds she lies on her back, and I prop my self up on my elbow to kiss her softly on the lips. We get more and more passionate as our tongues start playing with each other, all the while my hand is going down her pants slowly but surely.

She stops me, just so she can quickly get naked. This is when my lips go to her breasts, her nipples to be precise. My hand moves to her pussy and she opens her legs in response.

Warmth, warmth and a quickly building wetness. As I suck and nibble on her nipples she moans even more and bucks her hips only very slightly. I go back up to kissing her neck, and I hear a whisper,

"Play with me. Say things to me."

Her breathing is heavy now, her voice full of lust. I get close to her ear, knowing that my stubble is tickling her cheek,

"Do you like being my toy?"

I rub her clit vigorously, and all she manages is a nod, her mouth agape in pleasure but she doesn't dare to moan. I go faster and faster until I hear something else from those sweet lips,

"Don't stop!"

But I do. For a second she looks disappointed, but I quickly jump out and command her,

"To the edge of the bed."

She smiles and obeys, and I get on my knees. Her legs are wide and up in the air, and her pussy is right there for me to taste. I play using my fingers first, looking at how wet she is, and all the while she is begging me.

There is no teasing though, I go straight in. Opening her up with both hands, my tongue plungers into her and she throws her head back. My tongue starts to swirl inside here vigorously, and my hand plays with her clit. I breathe heavily through my nose as I gaze up at her, looking at her reaction and making sure I keep eye contact.

Is that almost a loud moan? She bucks her hips up and down so much that the bed squeaks loudly, and she half whispers and half shouts, in the most desperate way,

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Before grabbing the nearby pillow and stuffing it over her face. I carry on, harder and faster, making sure I never falter. Eventually she pushes me away, her leg shaking slightly.

I get up to wash my face, only to see her lying there in bliss. Her raven black hair sprawled on the pillow, the dark lighting of the room making her tanned skin look even more brown and exotic. She says in a tired and bewildered voice,

"My legs feel like jelly!"

I walk to the sink smiling,

"It's okay, honey, I'm sure you'll sleep that off very well."

And I was right. When I turned back from washing my face she was already fast asleep. I join her in bed, spooning once again. My hands go to her ass and I think, this is mine, and I'll make her serve me with it.