Adventure Comes to Houston: An Erotic Adventure Book III (Erotic Adventures 3)

by T. S. Hill

  “Oh, Babe! You’re the sweetest lover! I love you! I can’t live without you! Don’t stop baby! Please don’t stop! Ohhhhh, please do me Babe!”, she whimpered and cried. Sliding my hands to her inner thighs, I gently pressed them back and upward, giving me full access to the backs of her thighs, and her sweet pussy. Alternating my kisses between her left and right thighs, I could feel her entire body quivering, as she whimpered, and made cute chirping sounds. I inhaled the sweet fragrance of her pussy, and could see its juices glistening in the moonlight, on her pussy’s outer lips. When I nuzzled my nose into her pubic patch she arched her hips toward my face and made an almost squeaking noise while her whole body stiffened. I made a sudden dip into her pussy’s lips with my tongue, quickly lapping up its flavors, and she cried out loudly as she bucked her hips upward.

  Now she was intensely gripping the hair on my head, and beginning to grunt, and grind her hips toward my face. Finally relenting, I plunged my face fully against her hot pussy, and flung my tongue to the task of licking her inner lips, and walls, with a feverish abandon.

  “My clit! My clit!”, she cried out with a guttural growl. “Please! My clit! Her hips began bucking wildly and I could scarcely keep my face against her pussy. I brought both of my hands to her inner thighs, and gripped them tightly, pinning her pelvis against the blanket, then lifted my head tilt the slight few inches to permit my tongue to lick up between the lips of her pussy and firmly from the bottom to the top of across her erect clit.

  “Oh! Yes!”, she cried out in a screaming growl, intently pressing her hands against the back of my head. “Fuck me with your tongue baby!”, she yelled, as she wrapped her legs over my shoulders, and pressed into my back with her heels. “That’s it!”, she cried. “Fuck me with your tongue! Yes! Fuck me!” Her hips were now bucking wildly, throwing her clit against my tongue, which was swirling over it as fast, and as hard, as I could flick and swirl it. Sasha began grunting with each deep panting breath that she took, and her grunts grew into growls, which grew into cries, until with one mighty heave of her hips, and one deep breath, her cries erupted into a mighty scream. Her hips suspended six inches above the blanket, with her white thighs locking my head into her crotch. I forced my tongue against her throbbing clit with all that I could bring to it, as it swirled over its trembling surface. Once again, she took a deep, but quick breath, and then resumed her scream, clamping her legs over me, with her hips slowly falling back to the blanket, and her scream fading to a trailing wail.

  Gradually, her body melted against me, and the blanket. Sasha was totally spent. She threw her arms above her head and lay panting heavily. I raised my body slightly and watched her beautiful body heave with each descending breath. From her short red hair to her beautiful face, neck, bust, and torso, I watched her beauty transition from frenzied passion, to satisfied relaxation. I continued to gently caress her lovely, shapely legs and feet, as she relaxed them, completely splayed wide, exposing the full glory of her beautiful pussy to my gaze.

  The chill of the night air began to take effect on our naked bodies again, and I lay back alongside her, flipping the empty part of the blanket over us once more. As I stroked her beautiful cheek, she moved her hand to hold on to me, but her hand bumped into my erect cock. Her eyes popped open and she smiled lovingly at me.

  “Give me a minute Babe, and I’ll take care of that for you.”, she said to me softly, slowly running her fingers gingerly up and down my shaft.

  I made a shush sound to her, and continued to stroke her cheek with my fingers. She turned her face toward my hand and took my index finger into her mouth, briefly sucking on it and swirling her tongue over its surface.

  “Hmm. Why doesn’t that taste like my pussy?”, she whined sweetly.

  “Because it hasn’t been in your pussy, sweet girl.”, I answered. “If you want to taste your pussy, you’ll have to taste my lips and tongue.”

  “Hmm, she said quietly, searching my eyes. “I love sharing things with you, Babe. The taste of my pussy, the taste of your cock. Everything that we can share, I love sharing with you. Kiss me, and share my taste.”, she requested with a sweet voice. Our lips met and when they parted, she ran her tongue over my lips, moaning quietly. Our tongues swapped touches, strokes, and tingles, and then our kiss broke. “Damn. I taste good on your lips, Babe.”, she almost whispered, looking at me with sleepy, sultry eyes.

  “You taste delicious anywhere sweet girl.”, I told her. “I don’t call you Sugar Tits for no reason.” She smiled at me and continued to look lovingly into my eyes. She had now wrapped her fingers around my cock and was stroking it painfully slow, as it throbbed and pulsed against her grip. “I may just start calling you sugar twat.”, I mused. She smiled and giggled softly.

  “You like licking my pussy, don’t you?”, She asked.

  “Only next to fucking it.”, I responded.

  “I love sucking your cock too, Babe. Almost as good as I love fucking it.”

  “I kind of doubt that, but thank you for the thought.”, I replied.

  “No, Babe. I really do. Sucking your cock turns me on like nothing else. I just wish that I could deep throat you, like Lori and Rosita can. I keep trying, but I just haven’t overcome my gag reflex yet. But, I’ll get it yet. You just keep giving me opportunities to practice, and I will get it!

  “Sugar twat, anytime you want to practice your deep throat technique, feel free to grab me for your practice dummy! I’m always available. Except of course, when I’ve just blown a load. You may have to wait a bit then.”

  “You seem to have made a remarkable recovery from having blown your load a little earlier.”, She cooed, looking at me with her sultry eyes.

  “So, I have.”, I retorted. “Have you recouped sufficient to go another round?”

  “Oh, yeah!”, she moaned, taking a deep breath through her nose and slowly releasing it.

  “How you want it? Vaginally or orally?”

  “Oh, fuck, Babe! That sounds to clinical. Talk dirty to me! It’s me, Sash. Your sugar tits, with the sugar twat, that loves the taste of her own pussy on your lips. I wanna put your cock down my throat, and get excited about the taste of your cum in my mouth. Now ask me again!”

  “You want my cock up your perky ass, down your beautiful throat, or plunging in your juicy pussy?”, I growled. “I’m about to put it in one of those places, and you should consider yourself lucky that I’m giving you your choice of which. Now which is it?”, I growled grabbing her arm roughly.

  “As long as you don’t slap me or spank me, Babe, that’s a fucking sexy assed approach!”

  “We’ll talk about that later!”, I growled at her, through clenched teeth. “Right now, you’d better tell me how you want it, or you might just get it in a way that you don’t like.”

  “Babe, I don’t think I can take it up the ass just yet.”, she said to me sounding a bit panicked. “Your cock’s too big for me to handle. I’m not used to anal. Not with a cock like yours! Give me some time to gradually stretch my asshole with a dildo.”

  “It’s time that you learned how to properly swallow a cock!”, I growled at her. “You’re going to climb on top of me and I’m going to lick your pussy again until you scream my name, and wake up the neighborhood. And then, you’re going to finally learn to swallow my cock properly, and without gaging!”, I snapped at her forcefully.”

  “Okay, Babe! I’ll try my best!”, she whimpered.

  “Then get on with it!”, I growled at her. “Straddle my face! Let me taste that sugar twat!”

  “Fuck this blanket!”, she hissed, throwing it completely off of us. Quickly she moved to turn around, and throw her left leg over me, kneeling over my face.

  “I’ll show you how to suck this mother fucker, she said grasping my cock with both of her hands.

  “Spread your legs more! And, put your pussy on my mouth!”, I barked at her, pulling at each thigh. She complied by spreading her legs further, pressing her juicy pussy against my mouth, while p
lunging hers over my now pulsing, turgid cock. She hungrily attacked my cock with her tongue, while squeezing and pulling at its’s base with her hands. As her head bobbed up and down on my cocks flaring head, she moved her pussy up and down on my mouth. I licked, kissed, and nipped at the inner and outer lips of her pussy, then grabbed her thighs tightly in my hands forcing my tongue as deeply into her vagina as I could press it. As I flicked it around, she began undulating her hips, brushing her clit across my tongue, and then with her return stroke, allowing my tongue to slip back into her depths.

  Establishing her rhythm on my lips and tongue, she matched it with her mouth over my cock, slipping more and more of my cock into her mouth with each stroke. I continued to grasp her thighs tightly, while she moved one hand down to my scrotum, and began gently fondling my testicles. I was impressed and ecstatically pleased with the progress she was making in pressing her lips further and further down my cock’s raging shaft. I could feel my cock bumping the back of her throat, and knew that she was going to have to make some adjustment, if she wanted to take in more of its rigid shaft.

  Suddenly, pulling her mouth off of my cock, she took her hand off of my balls and grasped the back of my head as she made an adjustment in her knee position.

  “Lick my clit, sugar lips! I’m going to show you how Sasha swallows a cock!”, She growled. I took my hands off of Sasha’s newly positioned thighs and reached for her fabulous tits that were swinging around over my chest. Fumbling around with them at first, I finally had a good grip on one in each hand. Feeling her lips parting over the head of my cock, I readdressed Sasha’s repositioned clit with my lips and tongue. She was perfectly positioned for me to optimally stimulate her clit from every angle, and I did. I felt her teeth gently rake over the head of my cock, and then she surged over the length of my shaft. My cock was completely surrounded, and being squeezed from all sides, when I felt her teeth, and lips, at the base of my cock. She had swallowed it all.

  Her hand at my head, started pressing me against her pussy, as she also pressed her clit against my flittering tongue. Her hips continued to undulate, and her mouth on my cock matched the rhythm. She suddenly pulled her mouth completely off of my cock, as she continued to jerk the foreskin up and down the shaft. She gasped and then took several deep breaths, before once again, plunging her mouth over, and down, my jerking shaft. My cock was now beyond my control, and with the pressure that she was putting on my mouth with her pussy, I couldn’t warn her when my cum surge was about to begin. I only hoped that she would take the que from my cock, as the head flared, and the slight final fullness of the shaft pulsed, just before the first flood of cum would explode into her throat and mouth.

  Her rhythm continued uninterrupted. I didn’t know how she was breathing, and working my cock to the depths that she was. I could feel the first stirring of my impending orgasm, and picked up the pace of my tongue’s lashing against her clit. She increased her rhythm of undulating her pussy against my mouth, and jerked harder at my cock when her lips would recede from its base. As I felt the first surge of cum release from my depths, and begin its course through my cock toward Sasha’s mouth, my whole body tensed and my tongue and lips closed tightly over her clit. Sasha pulled my cock from her throat, still keeping it in her mouth, swirling her tongue over, and around, the whole of what was still in her mouth.

  As my cum forcefully shot from the head of my cock into her mouth, she began to moan loudly and mashed her clit, hard against my tongue. Her loud groan vibrated down the shaft of my cock, making my testicles tingle as the second surge of cum launched through my shaft and exploded into her mouth. Now she had more cum in her mouth than she could handle, along with my pulsating cock, and some oozed from her lips, down its shaft, and over the fingers of her hand. I felt her swallow, just before the third load of cum flooded across her tongue, and her own orgasm began. Her mouth flew open, and her orgasmic cry passed over my cock, as the next surging spurt of cum drenched her mouth. Then as she began her climax, more fluids from her pussy drenched my mouth, chin and cheeks.

  I growled, as she howled, and we both drenched each other’s mouths with ejaculate and sexual emissions. She was gripping my cock tightly, and pulling hard on the hair of my head, as her orgasm continued. My grip on her massive tits must have been painful, as every muscle in my body contracted, with each huge spurt of cum that shot from my shaft. As we both moved, from orgasm, to being spent, she collapsed on top of me, licking and sucking at the cum on my still swollen, but flaccid, cock. Her sweet pussy was pressed against my mouth, and I continued to lick and lip kiss at her inner and outer lips, savoring each taste of her luscious womanhood.

  Finally, I think we napped. I know that we lay there for some time, and I think, that for sure, we must have napped. When I next realized consciousness. I was cold, and her body felt cool to my touch. As I began moving, Sasha also stirred, and together we managed to reposition to face each other, side by side, and I pulled the blanket over our chilled nakedness once again. Then as we snuggled against each other, I think that we may have napped some more.

  The next thing that I became conscious of was a gentle prodding against my shoulder, and a quiet gentle voice calling to me, “Mr. Hill? Mr. Hill? Can you wake up, Mr. Hill?” The voice was familiar, but in my subdued consciousness, I couldn’t identify it.

  “What is it? Who is it?”, I asked, abruptly sitting up.

  “You may want to get back in the guest house. Mr. Longworth will be coming out to work in his roses in about half an hour.”

  “Tony?”, I asked, groggily.

  “Yes sir, Mr. Hill.

  “What is it?”

  “Mr. Longworth will be out to work in his roses in about thirty minutes. You might want to move your activities back to the guest house.”, he warned in a polite manner.

  “What fucking time is it?”, Sasha moaned, raising up.

  “Almost four thirty, Miss.”, Tony politely replied.

  “Well, I guess that you’re going to tell Al about this anyway, huh?”, I asked.

  “Not necessarily, Mr. Hill. I feel like I do owe some favor to Miss Sasha, because of my bad joke. I thought that I would come out, and try to save you all the embarrassment of Mr. Longworth coming out and waking you. But, I guess that’s up to you all.”

  “No. No, Tony. Thank you. I appreciate you waking us. We’ll take it inside. Thank you very much.”, I told him. C’mon sweet girl. Let’s get inside.”

  “I’m not coming out from under this blanket until Tony leaves.”, she muttered. I looked around.

  “I don’t see him!”, I said. Tony!”, I called out, but got no response.

  “The little fucker’s crept off I guess.”, Sasha said, flipping off the blanket.

  “C’mon”, I told her. “Let’s get back to the guest house.

  We stood up, with Sasha gathering our glasses and bottle of scotch. I threw the blanket around our shoulders, and we started moving back along the walk to the guest house.

  “How the hell did he disappear so fast?” I muttered.

  “Stealth, ninja fag.”, Sasha muttered and then giggled. “If he’s a fag, I’m a hag!”, she commented. “Mark my word, sugar lips,”, she quipped, “there’s something odd about him, and that Mrs. Baker too.”

  “Sash, I’ve known Mrs. Baker for almost, well maybe, ten years. I’ve never seen anything odd about her.”, I commented.

  “Sugar Lips, I’m telling you, there’s something going on between Tony and Mrs. Baker. I’m not saying that I know what it is, but there’s something.”

  “I’ll take your word for it Sugar Tits. I just don’t think that it’s sex.”

  Is it just me Babe, or is it getting fucking cold out here?”, Sasha asked me.

  “It’s getting damn chilly!”, I agreed. “But then, we are naked, except for our shoes.”

  “Thank goodness, that we’ve got shoes.”, she said. “We could’ve fucking froze!” We were both still giggling as I punched the code into the guest ho
use door lock. It clicked open, and we stepped inside, letting the door click shut behind us.

  “No point in waking the other women up.”, I commented, then noted, “It is four o’clock in the morning, according to the great room clock. Why don’t we use the spare bedroom?”

  “Are you thinking about some more frisky play?”, Sasha asked, hugging her naked body up against mine.

  “If that’s what you’d like Shug!”, I quipped, winking at her.

  “Make me a cup of tea, and pour a shot of that scotch in it. Then I’m ready to rock and roll, Babe!”

  Scotch and tea?”, I exclaimed. “Sweet girl, you can’t be serious!”

  “Okay, then. You’re probably right.”, she replied. “I may want to sleep a bit before I get up for the day. Just pour me a scotch, and skip the tea. This time, can you lay on your back, and let me climb on top? After I ride you like Sea Biscuit, I guarantee that we will both sleep like babies!”

  “I don’t doubt you one bit, Shug!”, I said throwing off the blanket, and picking the scotch bottle and two glasses up. “If you gotta pee, go ahead, and I’ll meet you in the spare bedroom.”

  “You gotta pee, Babe?”

  “Yeah, but ladies first. I’ll turn down the bed.”, I said stumbling off toward the bedroom in a half zombie state. I turned down the bed and poured Sasha a shot of scotch in her glass. I thought better of drinking anymore myself, and waited patiently for her to return from the main bathroom. When she appeared in the doorway, I rushed to relieve myself. I figured that she would be asleep when I returned, like she was the first night at the tree house with Lori and me. However, she was wide awake when I returned to the bedroom, sitting up in the bed, sipping on her scotch. I crawled into the bed and stretched out flat. She set her scotch on the bedside table, and then crawled over to me straddling my knees with hers.