Oreo's Private Room *Invite only*

She laps at the fluids, she flicks her tongue over the nub, she fondles with the breasts in her hands, loving each taste, each feeling, each sensation, each smell, each motion. She feels her foot slide down her back, egging her on, and doubles her efforts, wanting nothing more at the moment than to pleasure the delcious beauty in front of her.
 
*I start to bow up, the tension in my pussy begining to be unbearable. You can feel my hips starting to shimmy and wiggle on the sheets and my juices are flowing freely. I've been waiting to be with Oreo for a long while and it's finally here, and I almost am.*
 
She feels the movements and notes their meaning. With another burst of energy she speeds up her movements again, wanting desperately to send this lovely lady over the edge, to have her fluids flow over her tongue and to have herself lap them up, not missing a drop.
 
*I squeal as the tension explodes in my belly. My pussy spasms and I pour my honey out over Oreo's face. My hands clench around hers as my leg does as well, locking us together as I rock my hips up and down, grinding my pussy on your pretty face.*
 
((I'm sorry, hun, but I have to go soon.))

She laps at the flow, focussing her attention purely on her folds now, ignoring the sensitive bud for the moment, needing to taste her, devour her, enjoy her and savor her. She's absolutely delicious, as sweet as she'd expected tyyr to be.
 
(( Aww, I'll return the favor later, I promise ))

I flop back on the bed, shuddering as the pleasure rolls through my whole body setting nerve endings on fire. My pussy is dripping over her tongue, giving her what she wants as she licks at me. I coo happily as she does, loving the attention.*
 
She finishes lapping up her juices and slides up her body, giving her a kiss, letting her taste herself, their tongues mingling, before sliding up next to her and cuddling, letting herself drift of.

((I'll look forward to it.))
 
*I happily kiss Oreo, licking her clean of my juices. I snuggle tight to her body and gently fondle her as she falls asleep*
 
Epic Re-post

He smirked softly.

Then then answer is no.

The question of course had been if she was ready to be a good little kitty and not struggle too much with him. With his words said he pulled his hips back before giving her another hard thrust of his hips, burying his length deep inside of her and pushing her fine cat tail back against the smooth wall behind her, starting another round of rough and hard thrusting into her. It seemed that he wanted her too tired to struggle with him, and if she wasn't too tired to make smart remarks then he still had a little ways to go.

He knew that he'd get her though. She'd meowl and cry out in pleasure, and then she'd beg him for the opportunity to have a title like 'personal sex kitten'. He was ever so looking forward to that.
 
Oh, she'd love the title of "personal sex kitten" but she didn't plan to tell him that. She really didn't. A quiet noise of pleasure left her lips as he burried his length into her, but it was low, almost impossible for the human ears to ear, especially if said human wasn't listening closely for the noise.
 
He continued to rock his hips back and forth, ramming his length into her over and over again. She was trapped between the wall, and a rather hard place, and that was the plan. His arms which were still around her, tied behind her back, and holding her glove clad arms pinned to her side, pulled her into every thrust, making sure to achieve the maximum penetration before letting that smooth ass of hers meet with the equally smooth wall behind it.
 
Another noise. Another, quiet, almost inaudable noice, this time combined with low purring, and a head tilt. Her head arches back slightly, into him, and each time flesh connects with flesh, another noise.
 
His powerful thrusts into her continue, pushing her hips back every time that they connect with their hard force. While she is working on filling the room with very quiet, inaudible noises, he seemed to be interested in filling the room with the sounds of skin slapping against skin in the sinful dance of sex.
 
Her little noises began to get only slightly louder, still quiet and unable to be heard over the slapping noises, and a purrs begins to resonate from her, the vibrations could be felt deep in her, in her chest, in her breasts, in her throat...
 
He could feel her purr rumble through her breasts which were pressed ever so close to his chest. He shuddered gently and his thrusts picked up a bit more as his mind was filled with thoughts of what it might feel like to have those quaking and shivering breasts sandwiching his length, or what it might be like to suddenly pull back and then thrust his length forward into that purring little mouth. It was quite the idea, but he couldn't do it right now. He needed to wear her down, and for that he was going to need to go back to his earlier attitude, the hard and powerful thrusts that came at her with an almost inhuman speed. The thrusts that pushed her hips back against the wall over and over again. The movements that had made her head fly back and those meowling cries to rip past those sweet little lips of hers. Eventually she'd just hang in his arms...and then he'd keep going.
 
As he picked up speed, her "noises" began to get louder. She mewled slightly, her mouth opening widely, letting the mews bounce off the walls of the room. Each thrust sent shudders running up and down her spine, each movement inside of her beginning to drive her insane.
 
She was getting there. She wasn't there yet, but if he kept working he'd eventually have her at the point where she was too tired to struggle with him anymore. Once he had her at that point he'd take full advantage of that flexible little body of hers. He'd play her like an instrument and get sounds that were just as beautiful. His powerful thrusts continued into her body, and he took notice of her mouth that was wide open. Again the thought of his thick length sliding between those lips filled his mind, but he knew he couldn't do that yet. Instead he brought his own lips forward, crushing them against hers as he continued to drive his hips against hers.
 
Sneaks into Oreo's private room with the key she had given him. Looks around to get his bearing, since he hadn't actually ever been in here before. Spots the bed and smiles, setting a present down on the pillows and slipping back out, locking up. He doesn't bother with a note; He's pretty sure she'll be able to figure this one out.

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I make my way into the room and find it cold, bare and dusty. I spot RP519's gift on the bed, still unopened. I remember the relationship I had with my friend and wish there was some way I could tell her how much I miss her. Seeing a note pad and a pen I scribble a note.

Dear Oreo

I often recall the times we shared, the laughter and the tears, the pleasure and the pain. You say we must forget you but I cannot.

Maybe in ten, twenty or thirty years out of curiosity you might return to your room and if you do you will find my note and smile as you remember what once passed between us.

Or maybe you may never visit the pages of Literotica again in which case you will never read this note. But one day, when we pass from this life our souls will kiss and we will again share precious moments.

Until then I am, as you first found me long ago

Your Friend

Lis :kiss:
 
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