“Ohhhhh! Mike!” Jasmine calls out. “I’m cumming, Mike!” She says, bucking wildly against my mouth. “You’re making me cum!” She cries, as I keep up the assault on her pussy, finger fucking her and sucking on her clit. Grabbing my head with her hands, she pulls me so tightly against her wide-open pussy that I’m barely able to breathe. I keep sucking her clit until she clenches her pussy tightly around my fingers and tries to hold my head still with her hands. Shaking and trembling, she jerks convulsively several times and then relaxes her thighs.
Pulling my head back, I gasp for air, before I start lapping up her sweet juices. Her pussy is drenched and I drink from her heavily flowing juices like I’m dying of thirst.
“Oh my god!” Jasmine pants. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard.” She sighs, while sucking air into her lungs. I watch her chest heave and her tits swell, as she tries to catch her breath. My cock is rock solid, but I’m too drunk on her flavor to stop lapping up her juices. After licking all around her pussy and her thighs, I push her legs up and slurp up the creamy sauce that has run down between her ass cheeks. She lets out a soft moan as my tongue darts in and out of her tight little asshole.
Licking from her asshole to her pussy, I suck her labia into my mouth, swallowing the steady stream of pussy juice continuing to flow from between her lips. When she starts rocking back against me, I lick faster, allowing my tongue to barely graze her clit.
“Ohhhhhhh! Miiiiiiike!” She moans, as my tongue lightly touches the underside of her clit.
A couple of years ago, my former landlady taught me how to stimulate a woman’s clitoris. Most men overdo it, she told me, sucking too hard and too fast. Although the woman might orgasm, she’s likely to be sore afterwards. She described how sensitive the clitoris is, especially right after an orgasm. Using herself as a live teaching aid, she encouraged me to practice a delicately light touch with my tongue. With her constant instruction and lots of practice, I perfected an approach that gave her slow building, extremely intense orgasms with no residual soreness. The technique involves filling my mouth with a mixture of pussy juice and saliva, before I start sucking on her clit. Then, stimulating her clit by swishing the juices all around it with my tongue, without making direct contact with her clit. She said she’d never felt anything like it. It took forever for her to peak and then she exploded in sheer ecstasy.
Jasmine’s pussy is soaking wet and I fill my mouth with her warm nectar. Resting my chin between her splayed open pussy lips and sucking her clit into my mouth, I agitate the liquid with my tongue, swishing it around her engorged clit.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh! God! Mike!” Jasmine cries, trying to buck against my mouth. With her legs in the air and my hands on the back of her thighs, she can’t move very much, making it easier to keep my mouth on her clit. With a gentle sucking motion and a quick up and down movement of my tongue, I tantalize her sensitive clit and she begs for more.
“Oh! Mike!” Jasmine breathes. “What are you doing?” She pants. “Is this what Aunt Cyn was talking about?” She asks. “Oh! Fuck!” She entwines her fingers in my hair, squeezing my head, but not pulling me against her. “I’ve… never… felt… anything…” She pants, her breath coming in short gasps as her orgasm builds.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Fuuuuuuuuuuuuccccck!” She screams. “Don’t stop!” She yells, pulling my hair so hard it hurts. “Don’t you dare fucking stop! God! Mike! It’s still building!” She’s clawing at my scalp, as I move my tongue faster, but still avoid direct contact with her clit. Jerking her head off the bed, with her teeth clenched together and her eyes closed, she starts shaking uncontrollably.
“Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Jasmine screams, pushing my mouth away from her clit, as her orgasm thunders through her body and her juices gush over my chin. I hungrily gulp down her intoxicating serum, licking her puffy lips, as she shakes and trembles through her orgasm. When Jasmine finally lowers her legs, I continue to lick her inner thighs and all around her pussy.
“Fuck me, Mike.” Jasmine says, between breaths. My cock is throbbing and I need relief, but I’m obsessed with her taste. “Please, Mike.” Jasmine pleads, spreading her legs and tugging on my shoulders. My face is coated with her juices from my chin to my cheeks. Wiping my face against her thick, triangular bush, I kiss her stomach and lick between her tits.
A thin coating of pussy juice smears across her tits as I rub my face between them. Her dark nipples are jutting rigidly from her tits and I suck one into my mouth, while I pinch and tease the other one with my hand. Lying with my torso between her widespread legs, I alternate sucking each nipple and kneading her pliable, round tits.
“Pleeeeeeeeease, Mike!” Jasmine sighs, running her fingers through my hair and rocking her drenched pussy against my abdomen. I move my face to hers and kiss her lightly, as I position my throbbing cock against her dripping pussy lips. I’m raised up on my arms and my chest is lightly brushing against her hard nipples. As I stare into her face and push my hard cock deep inside her saturated pussy, I am overwhelmed with a feeling of love and I’m starting to tell her before I even think about the consequences.
“Jasmine. I… I… ” Catching myself just in time, I hold my cock perfectly still inside her fiery pussy, using the weight of my body to keep Jasmine from moving. “I am drunk on the taste of you.” I tell her. “I want to fuck you, but I need to taste you some more first.” I say, quickly sliding my cock out of her pussy, as I move my body down hers.
“No! Mike! That’s enough! Fuck me, now!” Jasmine yells as I again lower my head between her legs. “Ohhhhhh! Damn you! Ohhhhhhhh!” She cries, bucking against my face, as I start sucking the moisture out of her cunt. I have never seen a pussy so swamped with juices and I bury my face between her gaping lips. I’m no longer trying to prove my sexual prowess, or tease her with a clever tongue technique. I am delirious and out of control, drinking her nectar, like a man possessed. Her body reacts to my invigorated assault and she humps my face, while thrashing around on the bed. I hungrily slurp her seemingly endless supply of sweet, hot syrup.
“Ohhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuuck! I’m cumming again!” Jasmine cries, and I react immediately. Pulling my pussy-soaked face from between her legs, I nearly dive up over her body and slam my hard, throbbing cock into her trembling pussy, pounding her towards another orgasm.
“Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!” Jasmine screams, as she wraps her arms around me and thrusts her pussy hard against my cock. “Aaarrrrggggghhhhh!” She groans, her orgasm exploding through her body, but I don’t relent. I keep hammering her soggy pussy, fucking her harder and faster until she’s just holding on, rocking along with me. Pussy juice is still clinging to my lips, as she shoves her tongue in my mouth, kissing me passionately.
My orgasm builds rapidly, as my cock glides along the slick walls of her steamy pussy. Muffled moans escape from our mouths, still locked together in a deep, tongue intensive kiss, as her urgency rebuilds itself. Bucking her hips off the bed, as I slam my hard cock into her, she digs her nails into my shoulders and tightens her pussy muscles around my cock. With one last thrust, I erupt inside of her, jerkily spewing several hours of build up cum.
Breaking the kiss and gasping for air, I collapse on her chest. Her legs relax back onto the bed, but she keeps her arms wrapped around my back. Neither one of us speaks, as we struggle to catch our breaths.
“Your face is all wet.” Jasmine teases, as she runs her hand over my cheek. “Your cheeks are soaked almost to your ears! Did I do that?” She asks with mock innocence. I’m lying on her with my spent cock nestled inside her soggy pussy. I slide my chest to the side, so I can fondle her left tit.
“I could have drowned.” I say playfully, as I gently caress her tit and look into her eyes. Her face is radiant, with that post-coital glow.
“I’ve never been so wet.” She says quietly, almost like it’s an apology.
“I’ve never seen anyone with such a responsive body. I could have eaten you all day.” I say.
“Speaking of eating. It’s almost lunch time.” I tell her. “I can make some sandwiches or quesadillas. “I offer. “Or I could heat some soup, if you’d like.”
“How can you be hungry, after all you’ve just eaten.” She says, squeezing her pussy around my soft cock, to ensure I get her meaning.