1. Sally-Ann's Rain Man


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    hummingbird, fluttering about and fanning my desire with his wings, further rousing my imagination as he thrust it in-and- out, side-to-side. His tongue was inflaming my arousal, pushing the limits beyond my wildest dreams. Sensing my urgent need as the heat of my smoldering orgasm was rising, his tongue became stalwart and stout, darting, feigning and pummeling my clitoris as he stroked and caressed my breasts and nipples with one of his warm callused hands. My Rain Man’s pink tongue was a savage and remorseless; conquering and resolute in the unrelenting purpose of my pleasure releasing the rising heat from stoked flames of euphoric rapture as my volcanic orgasm erupted and overwhelmed and overtook every molecule of my being. Thomas had me moaning and panting, squirming and thrashing; my hands were in his thick black hair as I thrust my hips upward to push my dripping wet pussy into his face for his tongue to ravish me. He had to shift his hands to hold me from sliding off the bed such was my abandon as I surrendered to him; surrendered to the throes euphoric passion....an unrelenting burning passion; the likes I had never felt or experienced with a man until then. Afterward, I lay back drained and limp lying diagonally across the bed with my head almost hanging over the edge of the bed with most of hair touching the floor. And then Thomas’s tongue was gentle and calm, pink and moist; soothing, as he continued licking my pussy like a Cat licking a Kitten, his Kitten. Thomas ...
    finished with a little lick in my belly button and a kiss on my tummy before helping me sit up to fix the askew bed sheets and pick up the pillows from the floor. Picking up a pillow and a blanket he left to go into the living room to lay down on the couch...naturally I got up to follow him. “What do you think you’re doing, Thomas.” “I’m exhausted after all that licking and dancing and very annoyed with you, Sally-Ann.” “What are you talking about?” “You’ve been very rude and didn’t answer my question.” “What question?” “Is there such a thing as too many kisses between us.” “Hand me your pillow please, Thomas.” And when he sat up and gave it to me, swish-flop, I hit my Rain Man right on the top of the head with it, “How’s that for rude, buster?” swish-flop, I hit him again this time in the face.” “You hit like a girl, Kitten, Give me the pillow,” he said standing and smiling, holding out his hand for it while advancing slowly as I retreated swinging the pillow in front of me. “Come and get it and then I’ll give you my answer.” I turned and darted into the bedroom getting on the bed and wrapped my arms around the pillow, hugging tight to my bosom. Thomas quietly followed me in and picked up a pillow from the bed. “You wouldn’t dare hit a girl,” I said in challenge to be answered with swish-flop, Thomas hit the raised pillow I put up to block just in case and hoping he would. Our pillow fight began in earnest as I got off the bed swinging wildly and laughing as he blocked most ...
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