She was in no hurry, having just completed a massive
series of orgasms, and neither was I, lost as I was in the
wonderful feeling of being sheathed inside of Lisa’s beautiful
body.

From this position it was a simple matter for me to
reach up and stroke her breasts, which I did, much to her
delight. My hands busied themselves with her mammaries, toying
with the nipples, squeezing the fleshy globes, finally drawing
her down so that I could reach these graciously formed melons
with my worshiping lips.

“Hmmmm. What have we here,” she said, grinning at me
and reaching between us to grasp my stiff shaft. “I think he’s
lonely, and needs someplace warm and wet to play in, don’t you?”

She rolled us over the rest of the way so that she was
on top of me. I felt her hands between us again as she
positioned the head of my cock at the entrance to her womanhood.
She gave a little push downward with her hips and the head
slipped inside. Then it was one long slide down until she had it
all.

I moaned as I felt myself enveloped in that hot, wet,
grip. The interior of her sex was like a strong hand which
squeezed every square inch of the surface of my cock. She held
me there, her eyes closed as she too was affected by the
sensations of my dick hilted in her moist interior. She pulled
her knees up under her and began a rocking, fucking motion atop
my pulsing penis, grinding her clit into my pubic bone on every
down stroke.

I crawled up between her legs, my face right in front
of hers, and kissed her right on the mouth. It was a test of
sorts. Some women don’t mind if you go down on them, as long as
you don’t try to kiss them afterwards (unless you wash your face
and brush your teeth). Lisas was not like this, and her lips
opened under mine, her tongue searching for her own unique flavor
on my mouth. She cleaned my face of her spend, and smiled weakly
up at me, her breath still coming in little, gasping, sobs.

“God, John. No one’s ever done that to me before. Not
like that, anyway.”

I smiled at Lisa. Cunnilingus is my specialty. I like
it better than any other part of sex. Well, almost.

“You’re welcome, Lisa. It was my very great pleasure
to give you that experience.”

I rolled over on my side and Lisa rolled with me so
that we were facing one another. Lisa threw a leg over mine and
pressed her still soaking crotch up against my still hard (and
dripping) cock.

“Make me cum…please…make me cum, baby…I need it
soooo bad…” she moaned.

Who could ignore a plea like that? I placed the tip of
my tongue directly on her clitoris and began to shake my head
from side to side, just like a dog working on a bone only much
faster. I knew that I couldn’t keep this up too long without
getting extremely dizzy, but I also knew it was just about
guaranteed to produce an explosive orgasm for Lisa. And I was
right on both counts. I was dizzy very quickly, and I heard
Lisa’s low moan turn into a scream as she crashed over the edge
of the orgasmic abyss. Her thighs locked around my head and her
hands pulled my face even tighter to her pussy. She acted like
she wanted to pull my whole head inside of her. I kept my tongue
moving on Lisa’s clit as much as I could and she continued to
climax for a number of minutes.