Source: Bad Bad Girl

Bending over the edge of the bed, I reached over and stroked her forehead and ran my hands thru her long blonde hair. Her eyes opened and she was startled for a second. He looked up at me, and then continued to tongue her pussy. I smiled at her and continued to stroke her hair and her face. Something in her eyes recognized me too. Perhaps she knew who I was from my description also. Her hands moved up towards me and she pulled me down towards her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm. Wet. Our tongues met and rubbed against each other. I always loved kissing women. They are so much softer and gentler. I moaned gently into her mouth and reach over her to massage one of her breasts. They were firm, but soft and full. Her skin was flushed and her soft pink nipples were getting darker from her excitement. I could have kissed her forever. She was so soft and passionate. She moaned into my mouth and sucked on to my tongue. Her excitement was growing further and I could tell by her quickened breathing and her lips quivering beneath mine that she was getting ready to cum.

He was watching us kiss. I threw him a naughty smile and moved away from her hot mouth. I put one of her hard nipples in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Her skin was warm and damp- I could smell him on her skin. It increased my own excitement. My pussy was starting to ache from the feel of her nipples tickling my tongue. When our eyes met again, he had slowed his tongue and now lapped her pussy- slowing her orgasm. It was a sweet torture that would pay off later. She moaned a soft whine at the descent. It was unfair, but I knew what he was doing. He was wicked and deliberate. Moving along side of her my lips moved moved lower on her body, kissing her skin and licking the taste of sweat and sex off of her soft stomach. She gasped as I moved lower and licked the smooth shaved mound above her pussy. I could smell her excitement mixed with the scent of his cologne and his cock that had been filling her pussy when I arrived. I could smell him all over her and it filled my senses. Our tongues met at the tip of her clit. Both our tongues flicking her hard little bud as she squirmed below me.

My tongue was soft and flat over her clit as I took over the task at hand. He sat back and pushed a finger into her cunt. He pulled it out and gave it to me to suck on. Her juice was warm and thick. Like sex should be. He fingered her slowly while I felt her hard nub push against my tongue. I gently sucked at her pussy, tasting her sweet juice, kissing gently and applying soft short strokes to her clit. It didn't take long for me to get her back to her plateau. Relatively inexperienced at licking pussy, I moved over her in ways that I fantasize about. Circling her bud with my tongue slowly, finding the sensitive side. Stroking with the flat tip of my tongue, surrounding her clit but applying some pressure to her hot spot. Her hands moved to my head, signaling how close she was. She buried her fingers in my hair and pushed her slick cunt into my face. She was so hot, so ready. Rubbing my tongue back and forth, applying friction and connecting to her center. I could feel him pressing his fingers against her g-spot, rubbing in circles, and drawing his finger towards himself as if to pull her orgasm from her. Her legs started to quiver beneath us as I kept my same movement. Soft pressure, and gentle friction as she instinctively skidded her sex against my tongue. I was hungry to taste her sweet juices. To give her release.