Letting Loose

I gave her my best kissing, delicately caressing her tongue and lips, gently nibbling on them.

Surely, it was very different from what she was used to, which was likely some savage shoving his tongue down her throat.

I utilised my tongue like an instrument, tasting her mouth, and arousing her. She pulled herself closer to me, forgetting that other people were in the room.

Her dress-clad breasts pushed against my chest.

I kissed across her cheek, trailing delicate kisses along her neck, licking and sucking on it softly, working my way upward, nibbling at her velvety skin. When I reached her earlobe I munched at it and then blew lightly in her ear and began to whisper to her.

"Have you ever been kissed like this before?" I asked.

"No," she sighed, her hands tracing along my back.

"Do you like the way my tongue feels against your skin?"

"Yes," she panted, her body quivering all over now.

"Think about how this tongue could slide all over your beautiful body. Imagine it sucking gently on your nipples. Imagine me kissing your tummy, your legs and finally getting in between them and licking you there."

She let out a soft, high-pitched sound.

"You would like that, wouldn't you?" I whispered in her ear. "You want to come in my mouth, don't you?"

"Yes." She whispered softly as I nibbled her earlobe again.

"I can keep you cumming until you beg me to stop. I can make you come until you scream. Should I do it for you?"

"OH GOD!" she whined.

She was now trembling all over, her skin flushing.

I gently traced my tongue along the curve of her neck, savoring the delicate saltiness of her skin, until it playfully reached the tender hollow of her throat.

I sucked a little and then moved up and kissed her again. Her tongue eagerly sought out mine, sucking it into her mouth a little harder than I liked, almost painfully. 

I held her closer, savoring the sensation of her body pressed against mine. My instinct was to pick her up and carry her to her bedroom.

But I didn't want to do that.

I wanted her to ask me.

I leaned in closer to her ear, my words a gentle. "You're getting hot, aren't you, Ashley?"

"Yesss!" she hissed, her breath quickening. "I have never... ohhh!"

"I've gotten you this hot by just kissing your face and your neck," I whispered. "Imagine what else I can do for you. All you have to do is ask me."

"Ohh my God," she moaned again, grasping me tighter against her. She teetered on the precipice of control.

I knew that if I stood up and led her to the bedroom, she would come.

"Just ask," I told her, nibbling her ear again.

"Please?" she said immediately.

I smiled, breaking the kiss. I gave her butt a little pat, indicating she should stand up. She did so, ignoring everyone else, just staring at me with glazed, lustful eyes. 

I stood up too.

The rest of the room was speechless, just staring at me. 

Ashley grabbed my hand and led me to her room. She didn't even look back.

Her room was quite tidy and her bed was made. She led me inside and then shut the door.

Less than a half a second passed before her mouth slammed into mine and she began to probe my tonsils with her tongue.

She pulled me tight against her, grinding her crotch into mine, rubbing her hips in circles.

"Oh God," she said, breaking the kiss and licking at my neck. "I've never been this fucking turned on before."

I kissed her back and lead her over to the bed.

After this, we sat down on the foot of the bed and I paused for a moment, wanting to gauge her emotions.

"I won't do anything if you think it'll lead to something more, Ashley," I said gently. "I don't want to hurt you. Please think about it seriously."

Totally captivated, she looked up at me. "We won't see each other after this summer for a long time anyway," she replied, her breath coming out unevenly.

She wrapped her hands around my neck and kissed me again, I runned my hand over her thigh, I felt her smooth stomach and the cups of her bra for a moment before pushing upward.

I pulled her shoulder straps off of her shoulders, revealing her white bra in the process.

I began kissing her smooth shoulders while my hands slid around her back, finding the clasp of her bra. With a quick flick of my fingers, the clasp was undone. I pulled it off of her and tossed it to the floor.

I reclined and gazed at her bosom briefly. I had to resist the urge to lash out at them. They were small but firm, unaffected by years of gravity pulling on them. The nipples were tiny but erect, standing out proudly. The flesh was slightly paler than the surrounding skin.

She saw my gaze and covered them with her arms. Obviously, my eyes on her embarrassed her.

Gently I reached out and pulled her arms back down. "Don't hide them," I said softly. "They're beautiful."

I gently caressed them with my fingertips, tracing their edges with tender care. She sighed a little as I did this. 

I let the tip of my fingers circle inward, finally just flicking her nipples. She shuddered at the contact.

She was actually trembling as I leaned forward and began planting kisses on her bare shoulder. I gently traced the path of my tongue along her skin, moving from her shoulder to the swell of her breast.

Her hands landed on the back of my head, trying to push me down to the nipple. But I refused.

I kissed and sucked my way all over her right breast, moving from top to bottom, running my tongue over the underside and her lower chest. Finally I repeated the process on her left breast.

She was now whimpering, almost crying in her desire.

At last, I moved my mouth to her right nipple. I flicked at it with my tongue, tasting its texture. At the contact she pushed her chest forward, trying to force it into my mouth, but I backed away at the same rate she advanced, frustrating her.

Finally, I took it in my mouth and began suckling it gently, just as an infant would do.

"Ohhhh God!" she moaned, with her fingers tangled in my hair. I pushed her to her back on the bed and got down to business.

I worked on her nipples for more than five minutes, moving from one to the other, kissing them, loving them, until she started to sway her hips up and down.

I reached down with my hands and pulled down at her dress, letting it fall to the floor.

Her shoes followed, leaving behind only her white thigh high socks and blue panties delicately concealing her intimate place.

I began kissing her from the top down, paying particular attention to her flanks, which I'd realized in my late-twenties was a highly erogenous zone for women.

Her tummy was a masterpiece in and of itself. I tenderly caressed her bellybutton, sending waves of extasy through her body as her muscles quivered in response.

I then trailed downward again until I reached the top band of her panties. I delicately grasped the cotton material between my teeth, gently pulling it away from her body for a fleeting moment before releasing them.

"Raise your hips," I commanded.

She instantly obeyed, obviously eager for me to get on with what I'd promised her.

I paused long enough to take off my own shirt, leaving me naked from the waist up.

She stared at me lustfully as I did this, her legs twisting, unable to come to rest. She had very pretty legs, smooth as silk. Looking between them, I could see that the crotch of her panties was wet.

I captured her socks-clad legs and placed them on my shoulders.

I reached forward and grabbed the waist of her panties. She raised her hips without instruction this time and I pulled them off, tossing them to the floor and returning her legs to my shoulders.

I was now looking at her pussy. She was cleanly shaved, the lips were swollen, her clit peeking out of its hood. 

I was also getting horny. My cock was standing at full attention. Actually, the second time I went to the clothing store was because I needed new underwear; everything was too tight for me.

"Have you ever been eaten before?" I asked her, letting my finger lightly slide between her wet lips, parting them.

"Yes," she panted, still trembling. "Once."

"Did it feel good?"

"It was alright," she said. "Please, do it already..."

I smiled. "Did you cum?"

"No." She shook her head and then repeated. "Please?"

"Then you were just licked before," I told her, sliding my finger into her.

"Ahhhh," she moaned as I moved my head forward.

I gently explored, moving in and out, lapping like a kitten a bowl of milk. She moaned as I did this, spreading her legs wider. I ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs while I continued to lick her.

When her hips began shaking on the bed I started making stabs with my tounge at her clit.

"Ohhh!" she screamed. "What are you do... ? Ahhhhh!"

Her sexy legs wrapped around my back, pulling me closer.

"Ohh YESS! Oh GOD!" she cried.

I plunged two fingers into her, feeling that tight sheath contract around them.

With a long, high-pitched scream, she came in my mouth, her hips battering me nearly senseless and then finally slowing to a stop. But I wasn't done yet. I pulled my face away from her but continued to finger-fuck her.

Her eyes had a mad glint in them; she was panting and licking her lips, her chest heaving up and down.

"Did you like it?" I asked her, slipping my fingers in and out.

"Yes!" she shouted. "Oh my god, I didn't realize anything could..." She couldn't complete the sentance.

She glanced down and humped back at my hand.

I smiled and then lowered my face to her crotch once more.

"Again?!" she cried. "Ohh dear God!!"

She gave up her second orgasm in just two or three minutes. It took even less time for the third. When I took my face off of her and stood up, she looked almost crazy.

"Please fuck me already!" she screamed.

"I don't have condoms." 

She quickly pulled away from me, stood up, and ran, butt naked, to her desk, where she took a small pack off a shelf and, running back to the bed, handed it to me.

I smiled, "Are you ready to get fucked now?" I asked her, opening the fly of my jeans.

"Yes!" she yelled, nodding vigorously, laying back down on the bed.

I kicked off my shoes and socks and then dropped my pants, pausing long enough to pull one of the condoms from the pocket. 

I tossed the condom on the bed by her feet and then dropped my underwear, letting my strained cock free. It was at least 8 inches long and quite thick.

Ashley spread her legs wider.

"C'mon!" she told me. "Let's do it."