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Happy New Year, 1976
Date: 5/4/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: billybroadband, Rating: , Source: LushStories
with her that she tasted delicious and then I dropped to my knees in front of her with but one thought in mind. When I had first started seeing her, Jill confessed to me that she was non-orgasmic with men. She could bring herself off, she said, but she’d never come with a man. Like most men would, my ego took it as a personal challenge. She said she enjoyed sex nonetheless, but I wanted to hear an orgasmic scream from those luscious lips of hers. I thought she had come close at times but I never did ask her to confirm it. Maybe it was the strong drink, or the setting, or maybe just the spirit of bonhomie that had infused that New Year’s night at the bar, but everything felt just right. I licked around her pussy, sniffing and savoring the smell of her mixed with the smell of spruce. The wind and snow had died down and the night was now perfectly still. Our bower below the tree was magical. I offered her my quilt, but she seemed to prefer us naked and exposed. She shifted, spreading her legs slightly, her ass now up against the tree trunk. Feeling like a religious supplicant asking for a sacrament, my tongue darted out and licked at her slit. It was wet. It was warm. Her pussy was hairy but it was fine blonde hair. I put my tongue inside her and felt her inner warmth on my tongue and heard her reaction. Then I licked all the way from the bottom of her slit to her clit with the flat of my tongue, pressing against her, almost like a dog. This produced a long sigh from her. I did ... that for a while. Then I sucked her labial folds into my mouth. She started really moaning then. I felt that the tree was alive and aware of us. I got a sense that it was offering us shelter from the storm, protecting us from the elements. I did not feel cold at all and apparently neither did Jill. We were both naked, surrounded by snow and cold, and we were loving each other up. Each time I touched her pussy with my mouth and tongue I was startled by the slippery heat of her. I put a finger inside her, then another. She seemed to like that a lot. I stopped thinking and let my ears guide me through her arousal. Whenever she would make a slightly louder sound, I would repeat that action, and moan back at her in response. I must have stroked and licked and eaten her pussy for twenty minutes when she suddenly grabbed my hair with both hands and began wiggling her ass back and forth frantically. “Oh, God, Billy…” “Mmm.” I murmured. Then she yelled out something incoherent and really started bucking against my face. I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and squeezed her into me. When I squeezed her she pulled at my hair hard, as if she wanted to force my whole head into her pussy. I worried that she might suffocate me. I felt a tremor jolt through her and I smiled to myself. She was cumming. She started to shout the word ‘fuck’ over and over. Her screams slowly subsided and her grip on my head finally relaxed. I looked up at her, my face soaked with her juices. Her eyes were lidded and ...