Page 78 of Rough

With one forearm draped over my waist, he held me in place. He buried his face further between my thighs, and his tongue soon followed suit, going even deeper into my eager pussy.

He began to tongue me into a frenzy.

In appreciation – or, quite possibly, retaliation – I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck it with fervor. His hips bucked wildly against my face, testing my limits with each stroke.

His well-timed rhythmic strokes against me were met by my eager mouth forcing itself further and further down the thick shaft. Engulfing it entirely would be impossible, but he needed to know I wanted every inch I could handle.

He added a finger, and then another. The only fingers that had been down there in years had been mine, and having his talented hands touch me was almost too much.

I released his cock from my mouth and arched my back. I didn’t want to, I had to.

“Oh God!” I wailed. “What. Are. You. Doing. To. Me?”

His tongue flicked against my clit while his fingers continued to work their magic. Quickly, my excitement peaked, leaving me aching to release.

I closed my eyes and blindly reached for his cock. Upon finding it, I stroked it passionately, feverously, and with all the ability of a mindless idiot.

My mind was failing me. Focusing on any one thing – other than the impending orgasm – was impossible.

I stroked his dick, nonetheless. Sometimes quickly, sometimes almost not at all. He, on the other hand, never faltered. Predictably, his tongue circled my clit, penetrated me, circled my clit again, and then licked my entire opening. Over and over, the process continued.

All the while, his fingers slid in and out.

I closed my eyes tight and attempted to focus on climaxing. It was coming. The tension built. I began to tingle. His tongue circled my clit, went in deep, circled my clit again, and then licked…

“Oh…fuuuuuck!” I wailed.

My muscles tensed, relaxed, and then tensed again. I burst inside, releasing a thousand electric shock waves through my body. Immediately following, I erupted into another shallow orgasm, sending a tingling sensation from my clit to my nipples.

He continued his pattern of sucking, licking and fingering.

And, I continued to come.

Repeatedly.

Eventually, I fell limp.

He lowered me to the couch.

I laid there, staring at his God-like body and didn’t move. At some point, my eyes fell closed. Some time passed. Maybe a little, maybe a lot. I opened my eyes and looked up.

Looming over me naked, he smiled. “You said fuck.”

“I did not.”

“Yes, you did.”

I tried to recall doing so, but fell short. “Did I?”

“Right before you came.”

“I’m sorry.”

He shrugged one shoulder. “I thought it was cute.”

“I need a minute,” I said. “Then we can get started again.”

He looked at his watch and then at me. “Not for an hour and six minutes.”