Drunk Queen III (18+)

Unable to formulate a coherent sentence and not really sure what I am asking for, all I can let out is a breathless "please".

She lets out a small laugh against my nipple sending new and interesting vibrations through my body. It doesn't last long however, as she moves her mouth away from my nipple and, at the same time, releases my other breast with her hand.

As I am about to protest, I feel her body lift from mine and her hands grab the inside of my thighs, pulling my legs apart and spreading me open, before her body settles back down, this time between my legs.

With the placement of her body this puts my wet vagina up against her stomach. Maybe not what most would consider the sexiest place to touch, but the feel of her soft smooth skin against my wet folds is enough to make me whimper and rock my lower body, essentially humping against her belly.

Before I can get into much of a rhythm however, I feel her body lifting again, her hands on my thighs keeping me from lifting my crotch to stay in contact.

Once again, before I get the chance to voice my dissatisfaction, the situation moves in a direction I can only agree with as she move herself down the bed, putting her face to pussy with me.

I feel her breath against my sensitive skin, making me shiver, before I feel her tongue gently touch the inside of my thigh, just beside my lower lips. I feel her tongue lick up and down the area, being careful not to make contact with the parts I most want it making contact with.

While mildly frustrated at her teasing, wanting her to get on with it, I also feel my pleasure start building up and while I might have wanted her to get her tongue moving elsewhere, my pleasure clouded mind does not suggest any course of action to remedy the situation.

She continues licking around my lower lips, moving up my inner thigh to my pubic area and over and down the other side. As she reaches the lowest part of my thigh, she starts moving inwards, letting her tongue gently slide over my perineum, the area between my vulva and anus.

I let out a half-strangled scream at this, feeling both my pussy and asshole contract and release sending a wave of pleasure through my entire body and almost sending me over the edge.

As she gives me another couple of licks the part of my brain that isn't busy drowning in pleasure briefly wonders what it would be like if she, instead of moving upwards to my girly bits, instead let her tongue drift downwards to my asshole.

I don't get long to wonder about this however, as I feel her tongue slowly, oh so slowly, start moving up towards my vaginal opening.

This chases every rational thought from my mind leaving only incoherent flashes of pleasure.

As her probing tongue reaches my opening and gently pushes inside, I feel myself reaching the peak of pleasure, an orgasm washing through my body.

I push my crotch against her face, wanting her tongue as far inside me as possible as the orgasm crashes through my body. I feel my vaginal muscles continuously contracting and releasing, as her tongue continues exploring my opening.

My hands move to my chest, grabbing my breasts and roughly caressing them, bringing another source of stimulation to my orgasmic high.

I am so far gone in my pleasure that I don't realize that I am screaming my orgasm out at the top of my lungs until the queen grabs a pillow and throws it over my face. At that point I realize how loud I am being and, while at the moment I don't really care, she obviously does, so I release one of my breasts and reach my hand up to hold the pillow over my face, muffling my cries of pleasure.

The tongue sliding in and out my opening keeps going and my orgasm feels like it is going on forever, reaching higher and higher until finally I start coming down on the other side, the waves of pleasure slowly starting to lessen.

As the waves continue slowing and my mind starts to clear, my cries of pleasure are replaced by gasping breaths, my body trying to make up for the oxygen it wasn't getting during my orgasm.

But before my breathing has a chance to even out, I feel a new feeling that immediately starts to send my pleasure back up to new heights. Until now her tongue has been working exclusively on my vaginal opening, my clit being left largely untouched. Now however she has moved her mouth up to my clit and has gently grasped it between her lips, her tongue gently sliding over it again and again.

My pleasure is quickly building again, sending me on the path to another orgasm and when I feel two of her fingers push against my vaginal opening and gently slide inside my mind is again flooded by pleasure, pushing all rational thought away.

The fingers working inside me are moving, not just in and out, but also making a come hither like motion, like the one she used to call me onto the bed. This causes her fingers to press against a part of my insides that sends shockwaves of pleasure through me and, if possible, sends my orgasm even to an even higher level.

I am now at a point where I have lost all grasp of the world around me. Nothing exists beside the lips and tongue on my clit and the fingers working inside me. No thoughts except for the pleasure. No concept of time, nothing but the now and the feelings shooting through my body.

After what feels like forever and at the same time only a second, I start coming back to my senses, noticing that at one point, while I was gone in the pleasure, the queen has moved from between my legs and maneuverer me onto my side, spooning me from behind. One of her hands go beneath my body and is gently stroking my breast, while the other lies over my body, the hand between my legs, caressing my wet sensitive skin.

I try to say something. My mind however is not quite ready for such strenuous activity and all that comes out is some incoherent mumbles.

"Are you back with us?" a voice whispers from behind me and as much as I would like to stay in my current position the voice pushes another desire to the forefront of my mind.

I turn my body around, regretfully removing her hands from both my breast and my lower parts. When I am turned around, I move my arms around her and gently moves my face towards her, my lips searching for her mouth.

I find it, or probably more accurately, she moves to find my mouth and we gently kiss while holding each other close.

I don't notice when it happens, but at some point, my eyes fall shut and my mind drifts away into sleep.