Julie part3

hadn’t even let her see yet. She humped herself against my left leg, and I
could feel the wet heat of her excitement there.

Breaking the kiss, I caught her hands and brought them to my lips for a
kiss. “I’m going to make you feel good. But I need your help. I need you to
tell me when something pleasures you, or if you don’t like it, or you want it
faster or harder or softer. Can you do that?”

“You like a little dirty talk, baby?” she asked softly, with a sultriness
in her expression that had not been there since the club. My shy girl was
becoming an assertive woman again. Nice.

“Yes, I replied, moving back down her firm belly to her musky womanhood.
She spread her legs wider to grant me easier access. Her dancer’s flexibility
served us well. I looked closely at her sparse haired cunt, with its tender
lips and gentle pink coloration, and the moistness apparent around the pouty
little opening. Her seam was just as pretty as the rest of her.

I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit. “Yes, baby!!” she hissed.
“Do it!”

Her taste was good, musky and salty-sweet. I made my tongue as broad as
possible, and thrust it into her opening. I licked it from bottom to top,
going in and coming out, stroking her clit at the top, but not giving it any
extra attention yet.

Julie moaned and squirmed. “Mmmm. Oh, yeah! Your tongue–go deeper,
deeper, please?” I did my best to oblige her. She grew wetter and hotter as
the wonderful torture continued making small purring sounds and trying to
grind her crotch into my face. She was really getting into it. As I licked,
I couldn’t help but recall an old line said by the late Sam Kinison: “If you’re
ever going down on some chick, and you don’t know what to do, lick the alphabet!
[laughs from the audience] Oh sure, you laugh now, but some day you’ll be
there, and you’ll remember you’re ol’ Uncle Sammy…” I smiled and licked
“J-u-l-i-e” just for the hell of it.

I reached out and grabbed another ice “banana” from the glass. I pressed
it to her clit and she tensed and twisted, gasping, “Oh!” I slipped the ice
into her wet opening and left it for a few moments while she writhed about.
Taking her entire clit into my mouth, I sucked hard, flicking it with my
tongue.

“Yeeow!” she exclaimed. “Do it to me do iiittt…!” She jerked and
gasped and then came, shuddering. “Yessssss…..mmmmmmm, yes. Nice, nice.”
I removed the ice, but kept licking her gently through her come, until the
quiverings eased.

But I wasn’t done quite yet. I took my finger and inserted it into her
now very wet seam. She sighed again. “Mmmmmm, give me two.” I was happy to
oblige, adding the second finger and sliding them in and out slowly. Julie
thrust gently back at my fingers.

Shifting position slightly, I curled my fingers up and tried to press
under the pubic bone, looking for her g-spot. The effect was electric.

“Uhnn,” she gasped, and her arms slapped against the bed the sheets
gripped tightly in her hands. Her pelvis came completely off the bed as she
thrust strongly at my fingers. I looked up and her face was a mask of pleasure
and sensation as it whipped back and forth. “What are–mmmf–you doing?
Oh God, that’s wild–ahhh, mmmm, yes, yes.” She twisted and came, breasts
bobbing sweetly, nipples tensed in pleasure.

I kept massaging the area, and added a vigorous rubbing to her clit with
my other hand, pinching and rolling it gently for occasional variety. She came
again, and then again. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and chest. She
squealed, moaned, and shuddered as the orgasms washed over her. I could tell
she was becoming super-sensitized.

“Enough!” she cried, but I kept going. She bit her lip and shuddered
through another orgasm. My God, she was so beautiful, so excited. If I so
much as touched my cock I would have exploded all over her.

Her body gleamed as she began to perspire more profusely, and strands of
dark gold-blonde hair began to stick to her face. It was becoming harder to
maintain my attentions through her bucking. Suddenly she rolled onto her side,
still humping my hand and then yelling:

“Stop, dammit, I can’t take it anymore! Ahhhh, oh Jesus, not again,
eeeee…”

I got off of her g-spot, but continued to move my fingers in out and out,
gradually slowing the pace, stroking her sweat-slick skin with my other hand
as she began to come down. She twitched and sighed, shivering, still drawing
in large gasps of air, but calming down. Her skin was flushed and shining and
gorgeous, her face dreamy as the sensations began to ease. I finally stopped
and moved up to press myself into her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing
her soft lips. She responded with enthusiasm, though still with an occasional
twitching of her hips.

“That was…that was wild,” she sighed. “Mmmmm, SO good.”

“You were beautiful. I liked watching you come.”

She kissed me again. “Well, give me a second to catch my breath and it’ll
be your turn.” I responded with an anticapatory sound and stroked her pert
breasts and cute nipples.

We continued to exchange gentle kisses until she pulled away slightly and
pressed me me onto my back. She eased her body down on top of me and began to
suck gently at the sensitive skin of my lower neck. I felt her nipples press-
ing into my chest, and reached up to stroke her hair and the sides of her
breasts while she worked on me.

After a little while of this she moved down to my nipples sucking each
gently. Her hands moved softly over my torso, occasionally moving down for a
quick stroke on my cock, which was beginning to firm up again. She kissed her
way down my stomach to my rod, which she took in one hand and began to lick up
and down.

I stiffened rapidly under her ministrations. She gushed saliva over my
shaft, getting it wet all over, and took it in, filling her hot, wet mouth.
She sucked at my cock, sending waves of pleasure through me. I looked down to
see her sweet face working my dick. She came off of it and smiled up at me, a
small strand of her saliva and my pre-cum linking her lips and the tip. She
snared it with her tongue and made smacking sounds. “Yum,” she said. “You’re
sweet.”

Before I could say anything she went back down on me and I shuddered at the
intense sensation. She went fast, then slow, her tongue always moving over me.
Julie took a deep breath and then went down, taking me all the way in, not
stopping until her nose touched my pubic hair.

“Jesus!” It was my turn to exclaim. I threw my head back and my toes
curled involuntarily. She went all the way up and all the way down again,
slowly, and then pulled off me completely when my dick began to throb danger-
ously.

“Not just yet,” she said with that devilish smile. She kissed and nuzzled
at my balls taking one at a time into her mouth and humming sweetly. It was
wild and wonderful, and gave my sensitive shaft a moment to come down from its
near orgasm. I called her name and ran my fingers through her dark-golden
hair.

“I love to suck cock,” she said suddenly, her voice throaty. “Especially
nice sweet cocks like this one.” Suck. “I like to feel them throb in my mouth,
I like to taste them on my tongue. I like it when they swell up and shoot
their come in my mouth.” Lick “Do want to come, baby? You want to come in
my mouth?” She waggled her tongue at me while stroking my prick.

Her raunchy words shot pleasure back into my cock, and I groaned, “Yes,
baby, do it. Let me come…” I placed my hands on either side of her chin
and eased her back onto my prick.

Her dives downward and sucking became more vigorous, and try as I might,
the pressure in my cock was becoming too much to hold back. I was thrusting
back up into her sweet, lush lips, now, and she was moaning around my cock
as she fingered her own clit, getting off on what she was doing to me while
getting me off.

“Mph,” she gasped around my prick, and jerked as she made herself come,
and that sent me over the edge.

“Get ready,” I gritted.

“Oh, God do it,” she breathed and went back down, sucking strongly. The
pleasure was incredible as I felt my cock twitch, and then I was there, thrust-
ing deeply into her mouth, coming, spraying her mouth with my sperm, which she
swallowed, moaning and sighing happily around my spewing penis…

She stayed with me through my orgasm, and I let her stay on me even though
the pleasure was so intense as to be almost painful. She cleaned my cock,
finally letting it slip from her slick lips, which she licked clean and then
swallowed while staring at me lasciviously.

I pulled her up to me and kissed her puffy lips, loving the feel of her
body on top of me. She relaxed and nuzzled up to me, placing her head on my
chest, where I could stroke her and smell her hair, now mussed and in disarray
from our sex. She began to idly trace patterns on my chest.

“That was pretty great,” she said dreamily.

Still wiped out from the wonderful orgasm she gave me, it was all I could
do to give an assenting “Mmmm-hmmm.”

“What do we do for an encore?” There was a bit of playful challenge in
her voice. She didn’t want this night to end any more than I did.

I moved one hand down to cup one of her cute little breasts. As the
nipple hardened under my flicking finger, I smiled and said, “I’m sure we can
thing of all kinds of things…”

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Julie part3

hadn’t even let her see yet. She humped herself against my left leg, and I
could feel the wet heat of her excitement there.

Breaking the kiss, I caught her hands and brought them to my lips for a
kiss. “I’m going to make you feel good. But I need your help. I need you to
tell me when something pleasures you, or if you don’t like it, or you want it
faster or harder or softer. Can you do that?”

“You like a little dirty talk, baby?” she asked softly, with a sultriness
in her expression that had not been there since the club. My shy girl was
becoming an assertive woman again. Nice.

“Yes, I replied, moving back down her firm belly to her musky womanhood.
She spread her legs wider to grant me easier access. Her dancer’s flexibility
served us well. I looked closely at her sparse haired cunt, with its tender
lips and gentle pink coloration, and the moistness apparent around the pouty
little opening. Her seam was just as pretty as the rest of her.

I touched the tip of my tongue to her clit. “Yes, baby!!” she hissed.
“Do it!”

Her taste was good, musky and salty-sweet. I made my tongue as broad as
possible, and thrust it into her opening. I licked it from bottom to top,
going in and coming out, stroking her clit at the top, but not giving it any
extra attention yet.

Julie moaned and squirmed. “Mmmm. Oh, yeah! Your tongue–go deeper,
deeper, please?” I did my best to oblige her. She grew wetter and hotter as
the wonderful torture continued making small purring sounds and trying to
grind her crotch into my face. She was really getting into it. As I licked,
I couldn’t help but recall an old line said by the late Sam Kinison: “If you’re
ever going down on some chick, and you don’t know what to do, lick the alphabet!
[laughs from the audience] Oh sure, you laugh now, but some day you’ll be
there, and you’ll remember you’re ol’ Uncle Sammy…” I smiled and licked
“J-u-l-i-e” just for the hell of it.

I reached out and grabbed another ice “banana” from the glass. I pressed
it to her clit and she tensed and twisted, gasping, “Oh!” I slipped the ice
into her wet opening and left it for a few moments while she writhed about.
Taking her entire clit into my mouth, I sucked hard, flicking it with my
tongue.

“Yeeow!” she exclaimed. “Do it to me do iiittt…!” She jerked and
gasped and then came, shuddering. “Yessssss…..mmmmmmm, yes. Nice, nice.”
I removed the ice, but kept licking her gently through her come, until the
quiverings eased.

But I wasn’t done quite yet. I took my finger and inserted it into her
now very wet seam. She sighed again. “Mmmmmm, give me two.” I was happy to
oblige, adding the second finger and sliding them in and out slowly. Julie
thrust gently back at my fingers.

Shifting position slightly, I curled my fingers up and tried to press
under the pubic bone, looking for her g-spot. The effect was electric.

“Uhnn,” she gasped, and her arms slapped against the bed the sheets
gripped tightly in her hands. Her pelvis came completely off the bed as she
thrust strongly at my fingers. I looked up and her face was a mask of pleasure
and sensation as it whipped back and forth. “What are–mmmf–you doing?
Oh God, that’s wild–ahhh, mmmm, yes, yes.” She twisted and came, breasts
bobbing sweetly, nipples tensed in pleasure.

I kept massaging the area, and added a vigorous rubbing to her clit with
my other hand, pinching and rolling it gently for occasional variety. She came
again, and then again. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and chest. She
squealed, moaned, and shuddered as the orgasms washed over her. I could tell
she was becoming super-sensitized.

“Enough!” she cried, but I kept going. She bit her lip and shuddered
through another orgasm. My God, she was so beautiful, so excited. If I so
much as touched my cock I would have exploded all over her.

Her body gleamed as she began to perspire more profusely, and strands of
dark gold-blonde hair began to stick to her face. It was becoming harder to
maintain my attentions through her bucking. Suddenly she rolled onto her side,
still humping my hand and then yelling:

“Stop, dammit, I can’t take it anymore! Ahhhh, oh Jesus, not again,
eeeee…”

I got off of her g-spot, but continued to move my fingers in out and out,
gradually slowing the pace, stroking her sweat-slick skin with my other hand
as she began to come down. She twitched and sighed, shivering, still drawing
in large gasps of air, but calming down. Her skin was flushed and shining and
gorgeous, her face dreamy as the sensations began to ease. I finally stopped
and moved up to press myself into her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing
her soft lips. She responded with enthusiasm, though still with an occasional
twitching of her hips.

“That was…that was wild,” she sighed. “Mmmmm, SO good.”

“You were beautiful. I liked watching you come.”

She kissed me again. “Well, give me a second to catch my breath and it’ll
be your turn.” I responded with an anticapatory sound and stroked her pert
breasts and cute nipples.

We continued to exchange gentle kisses until she pulled away slightly and
pressed me me onto my back. She eased her body down on top of me and began to
suck gently at the sensitive skin of my lower neck. I felt her nipples press-
ing into my chest, and reached up to stroke her hair and the sides of her
breasts while she worked on me.

After a little while of this she moved down to my nipples sucking each
gently. Her hands moved softly over my torso, occasionally moving down for a
quick stroke on my cock, which was beginning to firm up again. She kissed her
way down my stomach to my rod, which she took in one hand and began to lick up
and down.

I stiffened rapidly under her ministrations. She gushed saliva over my
shaft, getting it wet all over, and took it in, filling her hot, wet mouth.
She sucked at my cock, sending waves of pleasure through me. I looked down to
see her sweet face working my dick. She came off of it and smiled up at me, a
small strand of her saliva and my pre-cum linking her lips and the tip. She
snared it with her tongue and made smacking sounds. “Yum,” she said. “You’re
sweet.”

Before I could say anything she went back down on me and I shuddered at the
intense sensation. She went fast, then slow, her tongue always moving over me.
Julie took a deep breath and then went down, taking me all the way in, not
stopping until her nose touched my pubic hair.

“Jesus!” It was my turn to exclaim. I threw my head back and my toes
curled involuntarily. She went all the way up and all the way down again,
slowly, and then pulled off me completely when my dick began to throb danger-
ously.

“Not just yet,” she said with that devilish smile. She kissed and nuzzled
at my balls taking one at a time into her mouth and humming sweetly. It was
wild and wonderful, and gave my sensitive shaft a moment to come down from its
near orgasm. I called her name and ran my fingers through her dark-golden
hair.

“I love to suck cock,” she said suddenly, her voice throaty. “Especially
nice sweet cocks like this one.” Suck. “I like to feel them throb in my mouth,
I like to taste them on my tongue. I like it when they swell up and shoot
their come in my mouth.” Lick “Do want to come, baby? You want to come in
my mouth?” She waggled her tongue at me while stroking my prick.

Her raunchy words shot pleasure back into my cock, and I groaned, “Yes,
baby, do it. Let me come…” I placed my hands on either side of her chin
and eased her back onto my prick.

Her dives downward and sucking became more vigorous, and try as I might,
the pressure in my cock was becoming too much to hold back. I was thrusting
back up into her sweet, lush lips, now, and she was moaning around my cock
as she fingered her own clit, getting off on what she was doing to me while
getting me off.

“Mph,” she gasped around my prick, and jerked as she made herself come,
and that sent me over the edge.

“Get ready,” I gritted.

“Oh, God do it,” she breathed and went back down, sucking strongly. The
pleasure was incredible as I felt my cock twitch, and then I was there, thrust-
ing deeply into her mouth, coming, spraying her mouth with my sperm, which she
swallowed, moaning and sighing happily around my spewing penis…

She stayed with me through my orgasm, and I let her stay on me even though
the pleasure was so intense as to be almost painful. She cleaned my cock,
finally letting it slip from her slick lips, which she licked clean and then
swallowed while staring at me lasciviously.

I pulled her up to me and kissed her puffy lips, loving the feel of her
body on top of me. She relaxed and nuzzled up to me, placing her head on my
chest, where I could stroke her and smell her hair, now mussed and in disarray
from our sex. She began to idly trace patterns on my chest.

“That was pretty great,” she said dreamily.

Still wiped out from the wonderful orgasm she gave me, it was all I could
do to give an assenting “Mmmm-hmmm.”

“What do we do for an encore?” There was a bit of playful challenge in
her voice. She didn’t want this night to end any more than I did.

I moved one hand down to cup one of her cute little breasts. As the
nipple hardened under my flicking finger, I smiled and said, “I’m sure we can
thing of all kinds of things…”

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