1. I posted this on fictionmania a few years ago - it


    Date: 6/11/2017, Categories: Fetish, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: bonnykate, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    caressed my dick, sticky and shining with cum and her fluids. She held my head between her hands and looked me in the eye. "I want you to lick my pussy, baby." She pushed on my shoulders, and I moved down the bed, stopping when my mouth was near her clit. "It's really simple, baby, just do what I tell you." And I did. It started with brushing around the outside of her clit lightly with my tongue. Gradually I started to get more confidence, as Josie squirmed under me, saying, "Yes baby, oh god yes! Like that! Now right on it! Not so hard! And move your tongue around." She taught me this really wild trick (lord knows where she learned it) - she told me to lick her pussy like I was spelling out the alphabet. It was kind of a lot to think about, especially since I was really turned on again, having my head between her legs, and having her half whispering, half screaming, "God! God! God yes!" Her breasts were heaving. She grabbed my head and pushed it into her pussy so I couldn't breathe. I was going to protest, but it didn't last long. She screamed one last "Fuck!" and pushed my head away. "Come up here lover and fuck me," she said. I came up between her legs and pushed my erection into her pussy. She was really wet now, between being licked and being turned on. I was lasting a lot longer this time. When she realized this, she said. "If you're up for it, and I know you are, I would really love it from behind. The angle is a lot better for me." I got out, she came up on all ...
    fours, and I pushed back in. She had a magnificent ass, and the view was wonderful. "Reach around me baby and rub my nipples." I started to do that, then she grabbed my hand and put it in her mouth, sucking on my fingers. "It's better if your fingers are wet." She started pushing up against me, faster and faster, and I met her strokes. She started whimpering, "Oh Rick, please yes, please fuck me, yes, damn it, yes, yes." She spasmed in orgasm again. I had been hanging on the edge, so I joined her. I fell, spent, over her back. She rolled me gently over, and we lay there, our bodies pressed close. I was gradually getting soft, but I was still inside her. "Mmmmm," she cooed. "You were magnificent." I admit, at this point, I wasn't even thinking that Andre was in there someplace. "I've never felt anything like that." She looked over at the clock on the bedstand. "Oh shit." She jumped up. "Get your clothes on. I've got to get cleaned up. Times almost up and I'm about to turn into a pumpkin." She reached over and ran a hand up my ass as I bent for my underwear. "A big fat grinning, well-fucked pumpkin!" Andre called me later. I didn't particularly feel like seeing him, so we just talked on the phone. "So she doesn't remember anything?" I asked. "She does, sort of. She thought the photography session was a dream. She was a little freaked out about having that kind of dream about her nephew!" "I'll bet." "This time, I can only imagine! You know, you were the best lover she ever had." ...