Spunk Mouth

She seemed to like that; I set up an alternating rhythm,
first pressing a finger on her hole while massaging her outer
lips, then tracing around her ass cheeks as I probed a finger far
into her warm, wet pussy. As Karen’s moans began to intensify, I
traced my tongue through her pubic hair and around Karen’s
engorged pussy lips. She jerked upright and pressed my head
against herself, clearly enjoying the sensations. I was too;
Karen’s juices were sweet and copious. I sucked on each lip,
drawing it out and letting it relax back, eliciting moans and
shudders. By now, Karen’s hips were rocking back and forth,
gradually picking up speed. When I fastened my lips to Karen’s
clit and hummed, her moans turned to a crescendoing yelp, and
subsided gradually. I could feel her approaching orgasm and
started moving two fingers inside of her in addition to my tongue
on her clit.
Karen began pressing her hands down on my head, forcing more
pressure on her sensitive nerve endings. As my fingers moved
back and forth, probing up the third knuckle, her pussy made
sucking noises. Karen began moaning even louder and bucking her
hips against my face. I lubricated a finger with Karen’s juices
and pressed it slowly against her asshole. As the finger circled
her rim and gradually moved inwards and I drove my tongue all the
way up her pussy, the sensations abruptly became too much for
her. Every muscle tensed (including her thighs, with squeezed
tightly around my head) and she began to quiver spasmodically,
still bucking wildly against my face. As she orgasmed, I
continued to tongue-lash her, extending her throes of pleasure.
Finally, after gushing pussy juice all over my face and hands,
Karen’s muscles relaxed and her breathing started to slow. I
moved up alongside her and kissed her deeply, sharing with her
the pussy juice I still held in my mouth.

When her legs were spread almost as far as they would go, I
spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her wetness. I could
see the hard nubbin her clit made and blew against that until it
popped free of its sheath. As I blew each time, Karen’s stomach
muscles would contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and
unpucker also. When her clit popped free, I slowly ran a finger
around her pussy, applying light pressure at first, but
increasing the pressure gradually. When the finger was wet with
her juices, I slowly inserted it into Karen’s depths. Her breath
came as an abrupt whoosh, then a slow, excruciating inhale. I
moved my other hand back to her ass and caressed it, finally
pressing one finger against her brown hole.

Unable to resist those nipples, I spiralled the tip of my
tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough circles around
her nipple, enticing the nipple to new heights. Karen pressed my
head roughly against her breasts and gasped. I started licking
the other breast and then alternated, doing my best to drive
Karen crazy. When she began trying to push me downwards between
gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close. So, I traced my
fingers slowly downwards, just barely touching the skin.
Similarly, I had my tongue arc in lazy parabolas down to her
navel, down to her downy, blond pubic thatch.
Karen’s hips began to arch to meet my tongue and fingers; as
she forced her hips upwards, I moved my tongue and hands back,
prolonging her enjoyment. After arching her back to its fullest,
she collapsed back on the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers
were slowly massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion
that turned me on even more. I ran my fingers around the edges
of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally
ran them along her swollen pussy lips. The light hairs between
her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional depending drop
of her nectar. As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen’s
legs spread wider, giving me better access.

As I found out, Karen hadn’t swallowed all of my load; I
tasted my sperm as our tongues entwined. No woman had ever given
me a blowjob even approaching hers; further, no woman had ever
kissed me with my sperm still in her mouth. I was determined to
give Karen as massive an orgasm as I’d had.
So, after recovering for a minute, I turned Karen over on
her back. Though I was pretty certain Karen was already highly
aroused I couldn’t possibly skip over her lovely breasts. I
kissed her lips as my hands ran circles around her globes. As I
traced the tip of my tongue down her throat to a collarbone, I
started to squeeze each _very_ erect nipple between my fingers.
Then I ran my tongue along her collarbone out to her shoulder
and back. Once I reached her sternum again, I traced along her
sternum with my tongue and continued down the underside Karen’s
left breast. I could feel her shiver in anticipation and could
certainly see her arousal in her tightly erect nipples.

As Karen ran her tongue along the underside of my cock and
increased her suction, I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long.
Already, I could feel a hallmark pleasant tightening of my
stomach muscles. Between gasps of pleasure and involuntary
thrusts into Karen’s mouth, I told her I was getting ready to
come. Karen responded by squeezing my balls and, if possible,
taking me further into her mouth, sucking even harder, and
trilling her tongue in still more delightful convolutions. I had
both hands on her head, running through her blond hair, helping
me actively thrust against her mouth. I was getting closer and
closer to the edge; I could feel my balls pulling in to my body
in anticipation of what wasn’t far away.
Karen finally pushed me over the edge when she ran her
tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on my glans. I
thrust spasmodically against her mouth and held her head tightly
as I started spurting down her throat. Karen didn’t even try to
move away; she just kept sucking my cock, swallowing its load and
draining the last of the sperm that had boiled forth from my
balls. After I had collapsed back against the bed and was idly
caressing Karen’s hair, she let my softening cock slip out of her
mouth and moved up to kiss me.