lick her. And while she wanted his mouth on her cunt, she wanted his cock inside her even more. “We’ll do that later,” she breathed, “just—”
The rest of the words she’d planned to say vanished in an explosion of pleasure as the tip of Mark’s tongue found her anus.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mark hadn’t intended to give Nikki a rim job; in fact, he hadn’t contemplated it at all. But getting to her pussy was simply too awkward, despite his overwhelming desire to plunge his tongue inside her, and his tongue, as if it had a mind of its own, had been drawn to her ass.
“Fuck,” Nikki gasped as his tongue slowly swirled around her anus. The muscles of her legs, which he still gripped firmly in his hands, tensed and trembled even as her sphincter muscle began to relax.
Following the path of least resistance, his tongue delved inside her, and he began to slowly tongue fuck her. He pushed his tongue a bit farther in with every gentle thrust, and she began to rotate her hips to match his rhythm. Even though he was in her ass, all he could smell or taste was her musk, and the scent of it was like a narcotic.
“Oh, my God, Mark,” Nikki whimpered. Balancing herself on the seat back, she reached back with both hands to spread her ass cheeks, pulling her sphincter open a bit more, letting him probe even deeper.
He began to pick up the pace, driving his tongue in and out of her. Then, leaving his left hand to hold her thigh, he brought his right hand up between her legs to massage her swollen clit with his thumb.
Nikki began to drive her hips with greater urgency, not for the benefit of his tongue, but to grind her clit harder against his thumb. He began to fan it lightly but rapidly over her clit, and in only a few seconds sent her over the edge. As Nikki let out a scream of ecstasy that was masked by the pounding rain, he plunged his tongue as deep as he could into her ass and held it there, the tip swirling around inside her.
She bucked on the seat as the orgasm took her, and a gush of fluid spurted from her pussy onto his hand and forearm as he continued to attack her clit.
“Stop,” she begged. Then, reaching back with one of her hands, she grabbed him by the hair and forcefully pull his tongue away. “Stop, goddamn you.” Trembling like a leaf, she tumbled into the back seat. Getting to her knees, she roughly took his face in her hands and kissed him so hard that her teeth drew blood from his lower lip. He never felt any pain. “Now get your fucking pants off. Now.”
Mark didn’t need to be told twice. But he was terrified that he might come while getting out of his wet clothes: he knew he was right on the edge, and had he not by chance jerked off in the shower that morning, releasing some of the proverbial pressure, he was sure he would have already exploded in his jeans. Reaching down, he undid his belt, then struggled out of his underwear and pants. He bit his lip all the while where Nikki had bled him, trying to focus his attention on anything but his throbbing cock.
In the meantime, Nikki laid back on the expansive rear seat, having shoved the various odds and ends atop the Encyclopedia of Sex . She held her arms out to him, her legs spread wide as he clambered over the seat to join her.
Kneeling before the altar of her glistening pussy, he paused, overcome by uncertainty. “I don’t think I’m going to last very long,” he rasped. “I’ve never done this before, except in my imagination.”
“Then do to me whatever you’d do in your mind,” she begged. She curled forward enough that one of her outstretched hands could reach his cock. He gasped as she took hold of it, pulling and guiding it to her pussy while her other hand pulled him down on top of her. “I’m yours. Take me. Take me.”
With a shuddering groan, Mark did as she asked, driving his cock into her hot, wet core as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He’d never known such an incredible sensation, and it was so
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