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Happy Freaky Friday!
...He leaned in mere inches from my lips, and just as I puckered up awaiting my kiss he whispered, “Keep them eyes open now, and watch me”
He ran his tongue along the inside of my legs, creeping closer and closer to the fleshy folds of my womanhood, then quickly darting away, teasing me by refusing to kiss the one place I desired his lips most.
He continued to kiss me up and down my thighs, making small circles with his tongue, tracing a pathway from my navel down to my pelvis and back up again, pausing near but bypassing any contact with the clit. But every time he would get closer to my erogenous zone, he would blow on it, tickling her with his breath and increasing my impatience. And to further heighten my sexual tension, every so often he’d sneak glances up at me making sure he had my undivided attention and wink. He knew he was driving me insane and was enjoying every minute of it!
Digging his fingers into my ass, he suddenly lifted me up and finally granted my silent pleadings; placing my sex on the tip of his tongue he tasted my sweetness.
I almost lost it!
He dined on me like I was his favorite dessert, taking his time to savor my essence; he never rushed the experience.
He started off slowly: tentatively exploring the source of my sensuality; my sacredness. He worshiped my femininity, praising the goddess with his oral talents. And talented he was! He blessed my womanliness with his graceful tongue, licking and eating treats. I could tell he reveled in this special delicacy because periodically, he’d look up, catch my eye, and moan in satisfaction.
“Yum,” he’d say while letting my sugar dissolve on his tongue.
But that was just the beginning, using long, broad strokes extending from the outer and inner lips back up to my clit; he twirled on my pearl as if he was French kissing it. Then he lifted his head and smiled.
“You feeling alright up there,” he jokily asked, a self-satisfied smugness written across his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. He delighted in the submissiveness of my position; in seeing me helpless to contain my excitement. He especially enjoyed watching me squirm with pleasure, overwhelmed from all of the incredible stimulation I was receiving.
Yea, his ass knew exactly what he was doing to me!
However, I couldn’t verbally answer him, because my mouth had gone completely dry. It was almost as if all the moisture in my body had collected and flooded itself to the rapidly expanding puddle trickling in between my legs. All I could do was nod my head and lick my lips in response to his rhetorical question.
“Thought so,” he laughed, “now where was I? You watching right,” he asked deviously, dutifully returning to his post in between my thighs...
Just one more part to go. How are you feeling this piece? Share your thoughts and return next week to see how the Seduction ends...
~The Erotic Empress