Lecia spread her thighs for me; her labia opened to expose her erect clitoris, peeking from under its hood. Like inhaling the bouquet of good wine, I breathed deeply, savoring the richness of the delicacy before my eyes. Placing the flat of my tongue on Lecia’s pussy, I licked at the warm leaking fluid, and spread it up over the sensitive nub at the top. When I pulled back, Lecia moaned, twisting her pelvis, trying to renew contact.
I moved up and kissed Paul, pushing my tongue between his lips, letting him taste his wife’s pussy on another woman’s tongue.
Returning to the succulent flesh between Lecia’s thighs, I kissed and teased every spot in and around her center, bringing her near the edge three times before finally closing my lips over her mound and drawing her clit between my lips, tonguing it furiously. Her body convulsed; a deep guttural moan strained from her throat, as her body writhed and trembled. Throughout the throes of her orgasm, Lecia hung onto Paul’s erection, her face now shiny with his leakage.
I pulled back from Lecia’s wet, throbbing pussy and said, “Fuck her, Paul, fuck your wife, now. She needs it.”
Paul quickly moved Lecia fully onto the bed, spread her thighs and penetrated her with one long thrust. Still recovering from her orgasm, still trembling, Lecia sighed. She was beautiful, lying there in the afterglow of one powerful come while being fucked deeply and anticipating a second.
I moved onto the bed and kissed her, with my still wet lips. She kissed back, licking her own effusions from my chin. Lecia gasped into my mouth each time Paul pushed his full length into her.
Paul had yet to orgasm. He’d stroked himself while he watched his wife perform cunnilingus on me. He’d also watched, from a close range, as I devoured his wife’s pussy. His gasps and groans told me he needed to come, I was sure he would go over the top any time now.
Even though she had orgasmed only moments before, Lecia was close too. Taking one of her nipples between my fingers I abused it, scratching the hard nub with my thumbnail. Lecia’s head went back, and she let go with a deep moan that I vicariously felt between my legs.
The smell of sex permeated the air, increasing my lust with each breath I took. Paul had picked up his speed, and Lecia’s juices sloshed with each impact. As I abused Lecia’s nipples, the swelling in my own pelvis became insistent. Placing my unoccupied hand on my own clit, I stroked it with determination, shoving myself over the edge, adding my own sounds of ecstasy to Lecia’s long drawn-out moans and Paul’s cries of release as he fell forward, trapping my arm on Licia’s chest.
Extracting my arm from between them, I rolled to the side and watched as they kissed, devouring each other with lips and tongues. When Paul rolled to the other side of Lecia, his semi-hard erection drew me like a magnet. I realized I had yet to taste it, and knowing it glistened with the sexual juice of both my lovers, I responded to the urge. Leaning across Lecia, I held the wet cock in my hand, breathed in its heady scent and took it into my mouth. The taste whetted my appetite.
Hungering for more, I brought my lips to Lecia’s well-used cunt. Because of Paul’s two earlier builds without coming, he had pumped a massive ejaculation into Lecia’s pussy. A mixture of fluids oozed from her freshly fucked vagina and dribbled between her cheeks to pool on the satin sheet. As my tongue explored her private grotto, I thrilled to the knowledge that the taste was the combined sexual essence of both my new friends. When Lecia immediately urged me to straddle her face, I obliged.
While I feasted between her legs, Lecia worked her own magic, and soon we were both on our way to that lovely place we all strive to reach again and again. Lecia’s soft hands found my behind, seeking the most sensitive spot, adding another dimension to her tongue’s titillations.
Then, without warning I felt stronger, more insistent hands spreading my cheeks; Paul had decided to join the party. His finger found and stroked my bottom entrance. Then, making his fingers slippery with fluid from my pussy, he stroked over my rosebud several times, making it clench tight. I worried that the finger would slip inside, but he had a different idea; I felt his face between my cheeks, his stubble abrading the tender sides of my crack, his tongue teasing, laving the sensitive orifice.
Lecia focused her efforts on my clit and pushed two fingers into my vagina. Her fingers searched while Paul’s tongue teased my asshole, never entering, satisfied only to excite every nerve around the tender opening. Lecia added more fingers and that fullness coupled with both their tongues on divergent nerve endings brought me over the top. I screamed into her pussy, shaking and twitching, while Lecia shuddered through her own come.
When Lecia and I recovered, we found Paul lying next to us slowly stroking a beautiful erection. Placing ourselves on each side of him we began kissing and stroking his body, encouraging his self-abuse. Lecia began tongue kissing his mouth while I sucked his hard little nipples, nipping and teasing them with my teeth. Now and then I moved lower to wet Paul’s erection with my saliva. By the time Lecia and I had switched positions twice, the sounds coming from Paul and the tensing of his body signaled his approaching orgasm. Lecia continued kissing Paul’s lips and face, while I moved to his crotch. I cupped his tight ball sack in my hand, squeezing gently, waiting to see his cock spew cum.
Paul’s hand was still moving slowly, stroking the full length with a firm grip. The scent of sex filled the room, making the sight before my eyes all the more erotic. Every now and then he would move his palm over the slick head and squeeze, and then go back to long, satisfying strokes. Paul’s loud, almost painful groan, told me his ejaculation was eminent. Closing my mouth over the head, I almost swooned as spurt after spurt of his thick salty-sweet sperm splashed onto my tongue. Opening my mouth slightly, I allowed the white fluid to flow over his still stroking fist and down into the brown curly hair. Suddenly I needed to share and, moving up, locked lips with Lecia, letting her taste her husband’s sperm on another woman’s tongue.
Exhausted, Paul was soon asleep. For a few moments Lecia and I kissed and caressed each other across his chest, and then at last we, too, lay back and slept.
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EVE (An Erotic Adventure of David Farrell)
masturbation, oral sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, semen fetish, vaginal fluids, scent of sex, heterosexual sex, mild bondage
Here is an excerpt from EVE
Being strapped to the floor and watching Eve touch herself this way was erotic torture. The pleasure running through her body was easy to read in the open lips and the half-mast eyelids. When she stopped, she wiped both hands on her breasts. Then, while looking directly into my eyes, she held them to her nose and inhaled. “Want to smell?” she purred and brought her hand to my face. I breathed deeply, filling my lungs with her essence. Her hands were still wet, and she rubbed the remaining moisture over my face and nostrils. If she kept this up I was going to have a spontaneous orgasm, just from her closeness and the scent of her sex. I think she sensed I was close, for she reached over and pinched my left nipple hard. The pain was intense, and I attempted to twist away. A cold look came across her face and she ordered, “Don’t you dare come, until I’m ready for you to.”
Finally she leaned in close and removed the ball gag. “Why are you doing this?” I blurted. “You don’t need to tie me down. You’re the most desirable woman I’ve ever known. I’d do anything you ask.”
Eve leaned on her elbow, her face only a couple inches from mine. I could feel her breath on my face. I shuddered when she leaned closer and ran her moist tongue slowly inside my ear. “It’s a sexual preference,” she whispered breathily into my ear. “Sometimes I like my sex partners helple
ss.” Then she moved again and licked wetly across my lips. “Besides most men love being tied up. You’ll see. Now shut up and enjoy.”
With that she moved back to my penis which was drenched with pre-cum. Using her index finger, Eve collected an abundant amount of the clear liquid, smeared it on her lips, and licked it off. Then letting another long string of saliva drool onto my penis, she stroked very slowly, using both hands. One hand moved up and down the shaft while the other worried the head with a variety of strokes. Occasionally she took me in her mouth and applied suction. Each time I approached the point of no-return, she sat back for a moment, locked eyes with me and stroked her breasts or her erect clitoris.
DAWN’S STORY (An Erotic Adventure of David Farrell)
lesbian, oral sex, cunnilingus, vaginal fluids, scent of sex
Here is an excerpt from DAWN’S STORY
Without a word, Becca took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She backed me up to the bed and sat me down. Having sex with another person was new to me. I’d had sex one time before this, with a man. This time it was with a woman, and the newness of the experience was exciting. I didn’t know what I should do, so I did nothing. Becca had taken control and I left it at that. In fact, not knowing what would happen next was erotic in itself.
Kneeling in front of me, Becca removed my shoes and socks, took each foot in turn and bathed it from ankle to toes with her wet warm tongue. Then, she spread my knees, leaned in and sniffed the crotch of my jeans. “Mmmm! You smell so sexy.” Then she opened my jeans and peeled them down over my hips. I did a wiggle or two as Becca took the bottom of my pant legs and pulled them the rest of the way off.
Again she knelt between my knees and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. My front hooking bra was next. Peeling the lace cups away one at a time, Becca planted a wet kiss on each breast in turn, then sat back a moment, taking in my naked chest. My heart was racing and I’m sure she could see its pounding flutter in my throat. Removing my blouse and bra the rest of the way, she added them to the growing pile on the floor.
As Becca’s eyes wandered over me, I was surprised to find myself comfortable, even excited, having another woman look at my body with lust. At last she leaned forward, kissing me wetly on the mouth, her tongue exploring. I knew there was no way to stop this now, even if I wanted to, and the gnawing at my center told me I didn’t want it to stop. Becca leaned back and, looking directly into my eyes, took a long, deep breath through her nose. My heady arousal was thick in the air, and as Becca inhaled deeply, her half-lidded eyes told me she was enjoying my scent.
GINNY (An Erotic Adventure of David Farrell)
lesbian, ménage, oral sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, vaginal fluids, scent of sex, heterosexual sex
Here is an excerpt from GINNY
Ginny lubricated the first two fingers of her right hand with Eve’s fluids and placed one each at Eve’s vaginal and anal openings. She invaded both channels with the slick digits, stroking slow and deep. Eve’s response was a sudden grunt and a long drawn out sigh. The thumb of Ginny’s left hand massaged Eve’s clit while her tongue and lips lapped at the overflowing fluids.
I looked at Dawn and saw she was watching the show with bated breath just as I was. Dawn’s left hand stroked one nipple for a moment then switched, doing the same to the other. Remembering that she’d not been pleasured since our bout before noon, I reached over and caressed Dawn’s inner thigh down to the knee and back up to her vagina, feeling for the moisture there; she was wet and warm to my touch. Dawn turned her head toward me and gave me a grateful look, then turned onto her back and opened her thighs for easy access. Dawn looked delicious lying there with lips slightly parted, and, when I kissed her, she tasted as delicious as she looked. I probed with my tongue for a moment then nibbled at her bottom lip, tugging with my teeth.
In this position, I had the best of two worlds. I could watch as Ginny made love to Eve, and at the same time I could enjoy the taste, smell and feel of this lovely creature by my side. I hooked my left leg over Dawn’s leg, leaning partly on her. This way I could stroke between her legs and orally titillate her upper body at the same time. I placed the palm of my left hand over her mound and with my two middle fingers searched for and entered her drooling vagina. As my fingers stroked in and out, my palm stroked her clit. Dawn’s approval of my technique was apparent in her breathy gasps–sounds that may have been partially inspired by Eve’s rising vocalizations only inches away. I placed my mouth over Dawn’s left breast and sucked, teasing the nipple with my teeth and tongue, causing her gasps to sound more like grunts.
JANA
lesbian, masturbation, oral sex, cunnilingus, vaginal fluids, scent of sex, lesbian romance
Here is an excerpt from JANA
I was in my bedroom in our new place; my eyes were closed. My knees were bent, legs splayed. My left hand abused my hardening nipples while my right hand worked my pussy. I’d just gotten home from class and hadn’t showered since this morning; as I became aroused and breathed in my strong scent, my lust increased.
My orgasm had just started its build, when I heard a slight noise and opened my eyes. Standing just inside my bedroom door was Jana, she was watching me closely. The hand worrying my clit stopped its caressing touches.
In a sultry voice, Jana said, “Oh no, Caroline. Please don’t stop, I want to watch you make yourself come.”
I began my touches again. “I’d love you to watch me, Jana. Come closer and talk to me.”
“Shall I undress?”
“Oh yes! Please do! Take everything off.”
Jana looked directly into my eyes and pulled her blouse out of her jeans, slowly opening the front, revealing soft skin button by button. I grew faint and realized I was holding my breath. When the blouse hit the floor she unclasped the bra and let it fall as well, revealing her B-cup breasts with their small pink nipples. Jana wet her fingers with saliva and rubbed the pink tips, barely touching them, caressing both simultaneously with circular strokes. Their aerolae swelled and the little pink nubs doubled in length.
By this time my orgasm was well on its way. I could easily go over, but I didn’t want it to happen so fast. I removed my hands from my breasts and pussy and stroked the inside of my thighs from just above the knee to my vagina. Then, picking up the leaking moisture, I smeared the fluids everywhere, my stomach, my arms, my face. I inhaled deeply, trembling as I breathed the hot scent of my sex, heady, unwashed. This way I kept my orgasm at bay, not diminishing but not progressing.
Jana had removed the rest of her clothes and seated herself on the bed near me, ankles crossed, knees spread, hands on knees. I knew her bald pussy ached to be touched, a rivulet of a clear fluid seeped out, dropping on the sheet.
“Jana, touch yourself for me, please,” I begged.
WILLOW (An Erotic Adventure of David Farrell)
Includes: masturbation, oral sex, romance, cunnilingus, vaginal fluids, scent of sex, heterosexual sex
Here is an excerpt from WILLOW
I lifted her long golden hair from her neck kissed from her hairline down across the white skin of her shoulders. A damp sheen covered her, and, as I moved down inch by inch, I drew in as much of the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her as I could. When I reached her twin globes, I spent extra time kissing, kneading, and licking them. I didn’t neglect the crevice between the globes, but refrained from spreading or probing too deeply between. By this time Willow was squirming on the pillow, searching for some relief. I continued down the backs of her thighs to the knees then across and back up the other leg to her behind.
For a time, I kneaded the flesh of her soft backside and thighs, making a point of inching ever closer to the more sensitive hidden places. I could tell that Willow was trying to open herself to me, encouraging my caresses, wanting more than I was giving. She was becoming wet; a clear liquid seeped from her vagina.
With my thumbs, I spread her cheeks and ran my nose the length of her crack. Her smell was slightly stronger there, bu
t even more exciting. Her little wrinkled opening twitched when touched with my tongue tip, and her pelvis squirmed harder. Willow’s lust was high; she needed to come.
I spread her thighs so that I could lay between and placed my mouth over her anus using my tongue to excite the opening. At the same time I placed my arms along each side of her body, inserting my hands between the mattress and her breasts tweaking and rolling the hardened nipples between my fingers.
THE HOUSE OF EVE (The Erotic Adventures of David Farrell)
Includes: lesbian, ménage, masturbation, oral sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, semen fetish, vaginal fluids, scent of sex, heterosexual sex
Here is an excerpt from THE HOUSE OF EVE
Three sets of eyes were upon me. I was fully aware that all three women knew more about performing cunnilingus than I would ever know. All I knew was that giving a woman pleasure in this way was one of my favorite things. The taste, the smell, the textures of having my nose and lips and tongue in this, a woman’s most private recess, is erotic beyond description. My first taste and smell of Ginny invigorated “Junior” to the degree that I knew he would soon have his way and replace my tongue.
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