English Lady
Erotic English Rose
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Oh yes, i am definitely feeling as moist as a fruity christmas cake right now.
I'm just thinking about that moment just as his lips touch mine and the tongue flicks out. It's a gentle caress but it radiates out all over me, such a small little action literally turns me on, lets the current of sexual energy flow around my system.
I love the feeling as his lips and tongue prod and poke, gently and hesitantly, re-aquainting himself with my moistness. Then he just touches my clit, making my hips buck up,a groan rolling out of my mouth and encouraging him to lick at it even more, harder, over and over... Yes squirming. I squirm and bounce and scream and moan and curse and shout to the heavens how much I love him then!
I'm just thinking about that moment just as his lips touch mine and the tongue flicks out. It's a gentle caress but it radiates out all over me, such a small little action literally turns me on, lets the current of sexual energy flow around my system.
I love the feeling as his lips and tongue prod and poke, gently and hesitantly, re-aquainting himself with my moistness. Then he just touches my clit, making my hips buck up,a groan rolling out of my mouth and encouraging him to lick at it even more, harder, over and over... Yes squirming. I squirm and bounce and scream and moan and curse and shout to the heavens how much I love him then!
logophile
Verbose
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So glad this post made its way back to the top! Yes, lip to lip is my very favorite way to exist...
Her mouth on my mouth, all sweetness and light, drawing me out of myself and into her. Her full breasts heaving under her ragged breath. Nipples hard, pressed into me, craving my tongue. Now, one of them in my mouth, my teeth grazing, my tongue twirling. Her moans, louder and a little bite from me that illicits more grinding. Yes, the grinding, her hot pussy pushing itself onto my thigh, wanting more.
I smell her; our desire is mutual and growing. The room is filled with our combined scents and she is slick with want. I work my way down to her sex, the source of her sweet fragrance. This is driving me crazy.
I am compelled to put my mouth on her and once I do, I am on a rocket ship that is directed by her moans and thrusts. I wrap my arms up under her bottom and play with with the pubic hair on top while I steer the ship towards ecstacy with tongue.
Now she's grinding into my face and I'm moaning from the joy of knowing this woman in this way... Knowing that I'm going to give her such pleasure, knowing that she's already giving me back so much. I am all mouth and she is all pussy, and we are living on each other, each drawing our sustenance from the other. My tongue licks, flicks, draws circles and she is clasped to me, bucking and thrashing and crying my name and crying out to me of her need. She grows stiff and still and the orgasm comes in luscious waves that wash over her and my mouth is still on her, feeling the vibrations of her climax through my tongue.
'Tis truly better to give than to receive...
Her mouth on my mouth, all sweetness and light, drawing me out of myself and into her. Her full breasts heaving under her ragged breath. Nipples hard, pressed into me, craving my tongue. Now, one of them in my mouth, my teeth grazing, my tongue twirling. Her moans, louder and a little bite from me that illicits more grinding. Yes, the grinding, her hot pussy pushing itself onto my thigh, wanting more.
I smell her; our desire is mutual and growing. The room is filled with our combined scents and she is slick with want. I work my way down to her sex, the source of her sweet fragrance. This is driving me crazy.
I am compelled to put my mouth on her and once I do, I am on a rocket ship that is directed by her moans and thrusts. I wrap my arms up under her bottom and play with with the pubic hair on top while I steer the ship towards ecstacy with tongue.
Now she's grinding into my face and I'm moaning from the joy of knowing this woman in this way... Knowing that I'm going to give her such pleasure, knowing that she's already giving me back so much. I am all mouth and she is all pussy, and we are living on each other, each drawing our sustenance from the other. My tongue licks, flicks, draws circles and she is clasped to me, bucking and thrashing and crying my name and crying out to me of her need. She grows stiff and still and the orgasm comes in luscious waves that wash over her and my mouth is still on her, feeling the vibrations of her climax through my tongue.
'Tis truly better to give than to receive...
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logophile said:
*huge squirms*
Sappholovers
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lip (and finger) service
LIP SERVICE:
For me, there is no erotic act more intimate, more pleasurable than the kiss....the mating of lips and tongues.... not the lips down below....but those above, near the eyes.
I love to kiss a woman as if I am going down on her, my tongue tip lightly coursing along first the upper lip and then the lower one, just as if it was taking turns going from bottom to top on each side of a woman's pussy lips. The more I tilt my head when I kiss, the more the analogy holds, as then I feel that the horizontal motion of my tongue tracing along the upper lip of my lover is more like a tongue tracing an upward line along a pussy lips. During the kiss, the tongue can slip and slide deeper in, with its tip now moving along the moistened, slicker, silkier inside of a woman's lips.
This cunnilingis kissing can become even more intense if one imagines, during the kissing, that a clit is located in the corner of the mouth of the woman. Let the tongue guide its motions towards one corner and then flick in the corner where the lips converge as if tonguing a clit in its almost hidden spot to make it bud open.
And then, after circling around and around the mouth with tongue tip and tickling the corner of the mouth, let your fingers trace lines around the lips, again and again, until the mouth--feeling its imperative need to grasp and clench--parts open for the finger's deep insertion. Then do shallow thrusts in and out of the mouth with the finger...until every nerve ending in both of you is crying out to go down below.
FINGER SERVICE:
...as I tongue you lightly down below, my middle finger will slip just inside your opening, and it will gently stroke and press up against this little spongy part of your pussy, a little cumulus cloud inside of you, high up on your inside front wall, and my finger will feel charged with electricity, a mini-lightning bolt, and my finger pad will stroke and circle around this little cloud, making it more moist, and your entire body will be flushing with heat, as humid and hot as New Orleans in August, and as your clit begins singing to me in a deeper, more guttural voice, a bluesy Janis Joplin voice, I will enter you with two fingers and each of them will start stroking and sliding up and down your spongy spot....
.... I will begin this motion legato but keep increasing the tempo, and I will be holding and kissing you tight, as I take you with my fingers to fortissimo, and you will feel a thunderstorm brewing inside you with thunderous rumblings and jagged chain lightning strikes creasing through it, your whole body shot through with camera flashes of sheet lightning, and then with your hands clasped behind your head and your back arching forward into a more rounded curve, you will begin rocking with me, hips pushing into my fingers, the two of us urging each other on to increase the pace.
LIP SERVICE:
For me, there is no erotic act more intimate, more pleasurable than the kiss....the mating of lips and tongues.... not the lips down below....but those above, near the eyes.
I love to kiss a woman as if I am going down on her, my tongue tip lightly coursing along first the upper lip and then the lower one, just as if it was taking turns going from bottom to top on each side of a woman's pussy lips. The more I tilt my head when I kiss, the more the analogy holds, as then I feel that the horizontal motion of my tongue tracing along the upper lip of my lover is more like a tongue tracing an upward line along a pussy lips. During the kiss, the tongue can slip and slide deeper in, with its tip now moving along the moistened, slicker, silkier inside of a woman's lips.
This cunnilingis kissing can become even more intense if one imagines, during the kissing, that a clit is located in the corner of the mouth of the woman. Let the tongue guide its motions towards one corner and then flick in the corner where the lips converge as if tonguing a clit in its almost hidden spot to make it bud open.
And then, after circling around and around the mouth with tongue tip and tickling the corner of the mouth, let your fingers trace lines around the lips, again and again, until the mouth--feeling its imperative need to grasp and clench--parts open for the finger's deep insertion. Then do shallow thrusts in and out of the mouth with the finger...until every nerve ending in both of you is crying out to go down below.
FINGER SERVICE:
...as I tongue you lightly down below, my middle finger will slip just inside your opening, and it will gently stroke and press up against this little spongy part of your pussy, a little cumulus cloud inside of you, high up on your inside front wall, and my finger will feel charged with electricity, a mini-lightning bolt, and my finger pad will stroke and circle around this little cloud, making it more moist, and your entire body will be flushing with heat, as humid and hot as New Orleans in August, and as your clit begins singing to me in a deeper, more guttural voice, a bluesy Janis Joplin voice, I will enter you with two fingers and each of them will start stroking and sliding up and down your spongy spot....
.... I will begin this motion legato but keep increasing the tempo, and I will be holding and kissing you tight, as I take you with my fingers to fortissimo, and you will feel a thunderstorm brewing inside you with thunderous rumblings and jagged chain lightning strikes creasing through it, your whole body shot through with camera flashes of sheet lightning, and then with your hands clasped behind your head and your back arching forward into a more rounded curve, you will begin rocking with me, hips pushing into my fingers, the two of us urging each other on to increase the pace.
Sappholovers
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Compliment
The Earl,
Yes, thanks for the tip.
I usually just read the Literotica stories by women, but the last line of this paragraph will make me check out your stories.
Elsie didn't reply; her body was trembling with the force of her arousal and just the thought of another smack was making her knees weak. Oh how badly she needed him to touch her, to hold her, to fuck her, anything but the teasing touch of his fingertips.
The Earl,
Yes, thanks for the tip.
I usually just read the Literotica stories by women, but the last line of this paragraph will make me check out your stories.
Elsie didn't reply; her body was trembling with the force of her arousal and just the thought of another smack was making her knees weak. Oh how badly she needed him to touch her, to hold her, to fuck her, anything but the teasing touch of his fingertips.
