Getting Off at My Book Club

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by Elle Nicolette


  My clit was aching to be touched again and she knew it. This time she trailed around my walls before reaching my aching clit. She slowly licked up my clit before following the lick with the pressure of her thumb swiping just over so, the pressure just so right I felt the heat rising in my chest and I was about to cum right then and there.

  She continued licking one giant lapping lick, her full flat tongue pressed against every fraction of my swelling quivering sensitivity, before following so with her thumb pad pressed against my pleasure center with harder pressure, sending my nerves into a whirlwind of sensations. Soft and wet, hard and firm. Soft and wet, hard and firm. I couldn’t take it much longer! I clenched inside in ripples of desire.

  Liiiiiiiick…up the ribbed tongue covered every sensitive aching fiber among my swollen nob. I ached inside, longing to be filled and longing to be released. As the tip of her tongue made its way to the edge of the top, a firmly pressed thumb pad followed suit. The other soon after massaging me pleasure until I saw stars and felt vocals coming out of my larynx like the women did in the movies.

  Liiiiiiiiiiiiick….up she went again but this time she made her thumbs swipe faster and harder. It felt so amazing I couldn’t help it. My hips bucked as my thighs tightened. This time she used bother of her thumbs swiping up and around over my begging clit as her wet tongue entered my juicy opening. Wow. I had never felt that before. I was panting, like an animal in heat. It felt so damn good it felt like pure fire of passion was surging through my veins. I couldn’t believe how amazing I was feeling. Chills flooded my skin as my nipples hardened as my inner thighs shook and quivered as her tongue explored me deeper, all the while her thumbs working my begging tingling clit.

  The thumb pads now made fast circles as my rising orgasm was sweltering. I couldn’t hold back. I was rising higher and higher until her gentle tongue made light teasing taps along my puffy clit, keeping me from rising higher in ecstasy yet it prolonged by passion and desire for release.

  That’s when she entered her finger in me and curled up in that magical G spot.

  I cried out in hot need as my hands clenched my bedspread. This was the most intense sexual experience of my life and I could barely breath.

  Her wet tongue made swirls around my aching clit as she continued that special touch deep inside my shooting walls.

  I felt myself spasming, feeling those bridges of ecstasy followed by light moments of reprieve.

  Deeper she explored me, curling her finger inside me so, her fat tongue lapping up my wet swollen clit, sending tingles all the way up and down my spine. I tossed my head back in forth and bit my lip at the torturing pleasure.

  Deeper and deeper she explored, curling and straightening, curling and straightening, taking my swollen pouty lips into her lips, sucking, sucking, sucking before licking, twirling my nob around, intensifying and raising the stakes.

  I rose higher and higher and higher until I saw real fucking stars! They were so bright as the sensation took my nerves to a place I’ve never traveled before, a place where all felt still and I continued to rise higher and higher in pure ecstasy. I saw pink fluffy clouds as she removed her finger and continued to lightly lick my orgasm, licking me like a delicacy. So soft, so light, I could feel the cool air separate my sensitive nob and her pointed warm tongue. My entire body shook as she continued to softly lick until I finally couldn’t take it anymore. I lightly tapped her arm while she continued to lick me a little harder, this time surprising my body and nerves into one more rising orgasm. I finally cried out like a woman in labor, but this time, I was a woman having the orgasm in her life and my body was a prisoner to her tongue as she made me see stars.

  I lay there spent, unable to say anything. Unable to think. To only feel. All these years of bent up passion, of unmet needs, finally met by the tongue of an experienced lesbian model.

  “Wow, that was pretty easy. You were so due for an oil change, it’s not even funny.”

  “Oh my God. I’ve never felt like that in my life.”

  “Well, good! It was really hot, too. And don't worry, Meg. I think you'll meet someone real soon. I have just the guy for you to meet."

  Who?"

  "My brother."

  Discover how Meg’s date goes in the book, “Getting off at My Blind Date.” Discover if Meg gets all wet and wild again with Kelly. ;-)

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2015 ELLE NICOLETTE

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