Wednesday

It's been a while since my last post, but the reason is NOT because of an inactive sex life.  N has been keeping my pussy happy over the past few weeks, as usual.

 

Wednesday I wanted my pussy to be eaten. Plain and simple.  That was the mood I was in.  And I let N know.  I hinted about it at first, but toward the end of the evening, the hinting had faded away and direct comments/requests were being made.  And, since N is no dummy, he heard me loud and clear.  I forget where N had to go that night, I think to take his cousin home.  In any case, he left a hungry pussy home alone with nothing to do.  So, I took a shower and when I got out I searched our growing porn collection for a flick that would ease the pain in my panties.

 

Being in a playful mood, I decided to call N and let him know what my fingers were up to.  In a seductive voice, I told him how surprised it was at how wet she was.  I told him how much I liked watching the guy on the TV screen fuck (he's really good at it!). I told him how much I wanted his mouth around my lips.  I told him how badly I needed him to lick the cream lying between them.  While on the phone I contined to play and I could feel the tell-tale signs that orgasm was near.  If his dick wasn't hard before I called, it had to be now. 

 

N was close enough to home that I decided not to allow myself to come.  Plus, in a jokingly-serious way, N asked me to wait for him.  He claimed to be close to home.  I didn't see him for about 40 minutes from our last conversation, during which point I had dozed off.  When N walked into our bedroom, he woke me up and asked me if I "had taken care of it already" to which I told him that I was waiting for him.  He asked me if I was ready for him to eat my pussy to which I reponded that I had been waiting for that all day.

 

Without further ado, I felt the warm, wet, soft mouth engulf my pussy.  What a relief!  N had (obviously) had several beers, so he was a little less inhibited which meant that he was sloppy and freakier than usual.  I love sex with N when he's feeling very buzzed.  That night he seemed to be very buzzed.  I was still a bit groggy and N wanted to know how he should eat me.  "What are you in the mood for?" he asked me a few times and I could barely think because of the way he had assaulted me.  Honestly, N knows my pussy very well and he didn't need me telling him how to work his mouth on my mound.

 

So, N started licking it and sticking his tongue as deep as it would go.  In...out...in...out...  He used his fingers to push my swollen lips apart and then proceeded to suck What made everything so much better is the noises that he was (unconsciously?) making while enjoying the taste and feel of my pussy on his tongue.  Loud, sucking...loud slurping...like he was eating a popsicle that was quickly melting down his fingers on a hot summer day. I was diggin' the noises.  What a fucking turn on to hear N between my legs grunting, slurping, sucking and eating my pussy so good!

 

Because everything that he was doing was feeling lovely, I didn't need to coach him at all (not that I ever do anyway, but he likes feedback as do I) but he really seemed to want to hear me say what I wanted.  He threatened to stop if I didn't start talking.  Everything was feeling so good that it was hard for me to adequately convey how he was doing everything just right and that I didn't want/need anything done differently at that time. 

 

He stuck his finger in me and proceeded to finger fuck me quickly while keeping his mouth on me.  After several minutes of this, my orgasm was imminent.  I closed my eyes and imagined what my cum would look like as it came out of my body and into his mouth.  Did it ooze out? squirt? slide?  What was the texture?  Was it thick and creamy? Wet and runny like water?  I imagined how it would taste on his tongue. I thought of him there between my legs encourgaging....no, begging me to give him some more. 

 

I told N that I was about to cum and overcome with the sheer pleasure of it all, I could not answer his question "How do you want it?" as I started to cum.  I was holding my legs spread wide apart and he had pushed me so that my ass was patially in the air.  I can only imagine what I looked like.  He spread my outer lips apart and stretched me open using his fingers so that my skin was tight.  Then he put his whole mouth over my hole and intermittently lapped at my hole while sucking at my opening...his tongue was hungry for some more.  "You know what I like" I groaned as I tried to push more of my load into his mouth.  My pelvis was rocking to the rhythm of his tongue and mouth and for the next several minutes I layed there enjoying the thought, sight, and feeling of him greedily sucking my cum out of me.  He told me that he could taste it...that he loved to 'catch that shit.'

 

Satisfied that I had had enough, N brought his dick up to my pussy and asked me if I was ready to cum off his dick.  "Hell yeah!" I said.  He jammed his already-hard-cock into my pussy and got busy...