Her moans drove me on, but I sensed she wanted something more... I laid on top of her and whispered into her ear
"Tell me what you want ... tonight is your's." I kissed her again and waited for her response.
"Kiss me, all over. Taste and lick at me. Anywhere you want. It feels like heaven." I smiled at him.
"Touch me, stroke me, run your hands all over me, lightly, roughly. You can't hurt me. Watch my reaction to things. Explore and learn my body and how much it needs your touch."
I smiled at her words, then kissed her again. It seemed I couldn't get enough of her taste, but eventually I had to break the kiss. As I trailed kisses down her body, I considered stopping again at her firm breasts, but knew there was something even better awaiting me. I gave each nipple a quick flick and suck, then I licked the sensitive undersides. So I may have paused a little long at her breasts, but I didn't mind at all.
I continued down her stomach, kissing and licking and nibbling her soft skin, then gave her belly button a little kiss before I lifted my head to get a good look at my final destination. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy, so warm, so inviting... With an enormous amout of self restraint I lowered my head between her legs, kissing and licking her inner thighs, getting slowly closer and closer to her, feeling the warmth radiating off it, the smell arousing me to a point where it was all I could do not to rip my shorts off and take her right then and there...
I lay back and watched him through my half closed eyes. He was touching and kissing, so softly. His eyes tender. Had he never been with a woman, for real? he kissed his way downwards. I wanted to grab his head and thrust him hard between my open legs, but grasped the grass on either side of me instead, trying to control myself.
I couldn't help myself any longer. All teasing thrown aside, I had to taste her pussy. I took an experimental taste, then immediately dove in and began licking like crazy. I knew I'd have to slow down and develop some technique eventually, but her taste was driving me wild! It was like her mouth, only magnified and so much more arousing! If I wasn't so transfixed on the taste, I would be fucking her wildly right now.
I just kept attacking her pussy, licking up every drop of juice I could find. Eventually I managed to slow down and found what I assumed to be her clit and began sucking on that like a hard nipple, rolling my tongue around it in my mouth...
At first he seemed to attack me with his tongue. His eagerness an aphrodisiac. But just as I reached to slow him, show him, he found it on his own. his warm tongue seeking out my clit. I moaned out. His startled look, as if he had hurt me.
"No, don't stop. Slower, tease me with that wicked mouth of yours."
I grinned as she told me to keep going. Maybe I was better at this than I thought I would be.
She didn't need to tell me twice to go back to tasting her. I took her clit back into my mouth, sucking lightly, taking her advice and licking her slowly, feeling my way around, judging my success by her moans. I started rubbing my index finger slowly up and down her slit before pushing the tip in, feeling her wetness surround my finger...
I felt him slowly slipping his finger between her lips. I moaned, biting my lip. Watching the expresion on his face. Of wonder, hesitation... lust.
I reached down and took his hand and pushed, wanting more of his finger. He slapped my hand. I was stunned. But smiled. Okay, it was his pace. I must learn patience.
I didn't mean to slap her hand away, but I wanted to take this slow. I slid my finger into her slowly, taking the time to feel her inner warmth and the feel of my finger being surrounded by her. As I kept sucking on her clit, I slowly pushed a second finger into her, feeling her pussy contract around them. I began slowly pulling them out and pushing them back into her, slowly increasing the speed and matching it with my tongue on her clit...
The world had gone into slow motion. Everything aroundme. Even the bees hovering seemed to do just that. My breathing though hadn't. It quicken. He slid in a second finger and sucked harder. I was so close. But his light touch was keeping my orgasm at bay. I almost whimpered as he ulled his fingers in and out. My hips lifting to meet them, and his active tongue.
I felt her thrusting against my hand and I couldn't control myself. I plunged both my fingers deep into her in rhythm with her thrusts, waiting for the moment of her orgasm, anticipating the taste of her every last drop...
Suddenly he was no longer slow, no longer sweet. His thrusting fingers hard and thick. His tongue and mouth concentrating on my clit and the area around it. I was soon moaning louder. I wrapped my legs around him and cried out as the first wave overcame me.
As I felt, heard, and saw her orgasm begin I pulled my fingers out and began licking up every drop of her juice, the taste only arousing me more. If this were ambrosia, I knew I could live off it forever.
After I had licked her clean (though I certainly hadn't had my fill of her cum!), I crawled up her body slowly and laid on top of her, kissing her fiercely.
I kissed her as she asked the question. Yes, she had mentioned Violet at one point, hadn't she? I was too far into my arousal than to do anything but agree with anything she said. "Of course!" Then I kissed her again, my tongue exploring her mouth once more...
I tried to call to her, but his mouth demanded me, his tongue taking over. I pulled him closer, my hand stroking his back and down his ass... so smooth, so tight.
I slide down my tree with a smile, enjoying the lovely view feeling a warmth in pit of my stomach feeling plants slapping against my legs as I wade through them.
I felt her change slightly underneath me. I couldn't quite explain it, she wasn't doing anything differently (And I did like what she was doing!), but there was a small change...
Then I knew it - Anticipation! In my present state of aroused lust, I couldn't think about it any longer, not with the taste of her tongue...
I felt a hand touch her nipple and my mouth and I looked up into the face of a goddess. I was a little stunned, I admit, and I rolled off Amber to sit down and stare at them both. By strict beauty standards, I had to admit that the newcomer should be more beautiful than Amber, but in my heart I knew that Amber would always be more attractive to me.
I sat still, kind of confused, unsure of what would happen next...