1. An Evening With Amelia


    Date: 4/25/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: marcig, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    first, then with abandon. I pushed my tongue into her tight butthole, loving the tightness of it, and the nastiness! I used one hand to massage her clit while I tongue-loved her ass. Amelia was close to cumming so I signaled her to turn over. When I started to kiss the inside of her thigh she arched, her pubis, inviting, no begging me to lick her sodden cunt. I was only too happy to oblige. At that moment, her soft, pick folds were the most wonderful thing I had ever tasted. I wanted to consume every bit of her. Her insistent bucking brought me back to earth. I kissed and licked her labia then tickled her clit with the tip of my tongue while finger fucking her ass. When I started to gently suck her clit I felt it grow in my mouth to the size of a tiny penis. As I alternately sucked and nibbled it she grabbed my head and pressed me to her. Then I felt the explosion overtake her. She cried out as I redoubled my efforts, sticking my tongue in her as far as I could, feeling her copious juices on my chin. When the shuddering stopped and her orgasm subsided she gently stroked my head and told me to come to her. I moved up her body as if in a trance. "That was truly wonderful, Little Bird," she said. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes. I told her I had to pee. When I got up, she followed me into the bathroom. She stood in front of me when I sat. Since she was ...
    interested, I opened my legs so she could see better. She licked her lips when she saw my stream. And when I reached for the toilet paper she said, "No Little Bird, I want you salty." When I got up she sat and added her contribution to the golden liquid in the bowl. I knelt in front of her, and she put her finger in her stream and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her finger as if it were a cock, loving the salty, heady taste. We returned to bed and assumed the 69 position. I licked the yellow drops from her pussy and she did the same for me. Yes, it was kinky. It was also a sweet loving thing for two people to do for each other. We licked each other almost languidly. There was no rush to orgasm, and when they overcame us we rode their crest as if body surfing on an almost waveless day. We snuggled then, and I slept. I awoke a while later to see Amelia dressing by the dim light coming through the window. "Must you go?", I asked, feeling as if my heart would break. "Yes, Little Bird," she said gently. "Our time together is over." I sat at the top of the bed, holding my knees to my chest, trying not to cry as I watched her dress. She kissed the top of my head and was gone. As I heard the door gently latch, I gave into the tear and let them silently flow. We had almost nine hours of heaven, and in all that time she never called me Marci. I was her Little Bird.
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