It was like a new dream beginning with every inch of me she allowed inside of her and I could tell by the expression on her face that it must have felt the same for her.
When I was fully inside of her moist vagina, feeling her smooth, tight walls pulsating around my shaft, she put her tongue in my mouth, kissing me so hard, creating suction that was so tight it felt as if there would be no way to separate our mouths. She tasted of strawberry mousse, lust, and champagne.
The sex continued in that way for what must have been twenty minutes. She would rise slowly, and lower herself down onto me just as slowly. Her pussy so tight that each time she took me back in felt like it was the first time.
I then laid her back against the wall of the tub. I pulled out of her and kissed her neck and her ears. She massaged my shaft as I did this, and I pleasured her back by massaging her warm mound. After a few moments she wrapped her legs around my back again and I entered her, only partially this time. I then pulled back and she moaned. Then, I went deeper inside of her, she moaned louder and with each moan I went a little deeper and faster, adjusting the pace and depth to her moans and sighs.
After a short time of doing this, she came, causing her muscles to clench at the climax, and then relax as the water around my pelvis became the same consistency as the sweet liquid inside of her. Her legs fell from my back and she trembled lightly.
"Take me to the bed," she whispered.
I grabbed a robe and put it on before grabbing another robe to wrap her in. I then picked her, carried her to the bed, and laid her down on the comforter. The beige comforter was wet where I placed her. After leaning over to place her on the bed I began to stand, but she grabbed me by my shoulders and began nibbling my ear as she whispered a request: "Cover me in the strawberry mousse. I want you to taste it."
I did as requested.
I covered her breasts and her stomach down to her navel. I then covered her legs and her thighs all the way up to the end of her inner thighs. I then started by tasting the mousse covering her breasts. The taste of the strawberry enhanced by her clean, wet skin. Her smell mixed with the mousse was pure bliss, I had to will myself not to cum yet. Not before I satisfied her again.
I licked my way down to her navel and past to her pelvic area. She had just a small strip of blondish brown hair. Other than that she was totally smooth and clean. Her lips were smooth and engorged with arousal. Just a hint of her pink inner lips were visible as I lingered there for a moment careful not touch her down there, just to tease her. Then I moved down to her thighs. She sighed in frustration but it turned to pleasure as I worked my way down to her sexy feet. I placed my mouth over the arch of her foot, stimulating the nerve endings with my mouth and tongue. Then I massaged them as I kissed her freshly bathed toes. Her polish was a metallic purple.
I also noticed the tattoo she has on her right foot. I had seen it once before in class. Actually, it was after class. Myself and another student stayed after so we could work on our reports using the computers in the classroom. I’d asked Lover a question and she came over and sat on the desk behind me. She wore sexy heels and dress pants. She sat Indian style, revealing the cute tattoo on her foot. It is a design I didn’t recognize, as I saw it only for a second. I didn’t want to stare. But I thought about the tattoo and her that night. I dreamt of kissing along the tattoo, not knowing that soon I would actually be doing it. I never thought I’d ever get to, but from that night on I knew Lover was very sexy, mysterious, and more approachable then I had thought. Seeing the cute tattoo on her foot, I knew that she had to be cool, a girl that was a little edgy and not necessarily always one to play by the rules. Yet knowing this seemed to make me even more shy and nervous to talk to her. I’m so glad she made her move, otherwise I’d never have gotten to live my dream of kissing along her tattoo, which I know recognize as a small vine on the top of her foot.
I then licked my way up her thigh then down and back up the other. I stopped just close enough to her pussy for her to feel my breathe on her still-wet spot. My breath and her desire caused her body to react: her legs were trembling, her breathing was short and heavy. I was also affected by this, as I was getting harder looking at her beautiful, wet vagina, and smooth aroused lips surrounding a hint of pink. It was also her scent that caused me to feel my precum on my head, the cool air in the room passing over it, creating a titillating chill.
I could see that her anticipation had built up enough as she spread her legs even wider and placed her hand just above her opening. I kissed her hand and moved it away before licking her from the top of her lips to the bottom. She quivered as she placed her feet on my back. I put my mouth over her pussy, my mouth acting as a suction cup as my tongue moved in every direction with methodical speed and accuracy.
She let out a piercing scream as she had another orgasm. Her muscles clenched in her legs, as the muscles in her vagina also clenched around my tongue and she gripped my hair. The nectar of her soft, sweet peach gushed into my mouth, her legs, again, fell from my back and on to the bed as her muscles relaxed.
"It’s your turn," she said with the little energy she had after cumming for the second time. This time seemingly needing minutes to recover.
I laid down beside her and she climbed on top of me. She leaned back on her hands wither her feet near my chest. She then began riding me, harder with each motion. I watched in pleasure and amazement as Marissa’s breasts bounced with every movement of her body. Beads of sweat rolled down to the middle of each breast to the nipple, bouncing off like a swimmer from a diving board. Some of the beads landed on her exposed abs, and some of them landed on mine. The sensation only added to the pleasure I was feeling. Her thighs too, flexed as she pushed herself up, only to drop herself back down on me. I could not believe how this gentle flower was screaming with pleasure as she pounded down on me, swallowing me into her whole with each down thrust .
She then laid down next to me and motioned for me to get on top. She put her legs on my shoulders as she pulled me inside of her, our pace as wild as when she was riding me. Her screams just as loud and her breathing just as intense.
We continued on for about a half hour, passionately kissing as I was on top of her pushing in and out of her as we both moaned pleasure in unison. My muscles started to tense as I was nearing climax, causing me to thrust into her a little faster and more deliberately.
She then looked into my eyes with the same look as before, only this time it was the look of a woman not in desire of pleasure, but of a woman receiving pleasure. She grabbed my arms and told me to roll onto my back. After doing so, she moved down, kissing my chest and stomach all the way down to my pelvic area.
"I want to taste you the way you tasted me," she said.
The way she used her mouth on me, taking me all the way in, going up and down, and varying her pace was as pleasurable as being between the lips that are between her legs. Her tongue swirled around my shaft as her lips massaged it. The sounds she made, though a bit muffled, only added to the pleasure she was giving me.
She then used her hand along with her mouth while she looked into my eyes, heightening my pleasure, accelerating my climax, and as I got closer to climaxing my muscles tightened. She smiled at me as she felt my body ready to explode from the feeling.
Finally, she put a little champagne in her mouth and took my whole cock into her mouth, and down to her throat. The sensation from the bubbles of the champagne mixed with the feeling of her mouth around me was more than I could handle. I climaxed and as I did she continued going up and down, swallowing every bit of pleasure that pumped from my body. My body was relaxed.
She took another drink of champagne, another taste of the strawberry mousse, then she kissed me softly, yet passionately, and lied down beside me. Both of our bodies were slick from a mixture of each other’s sweat and the bathwater. She placed her head next to mine, her naked breasts on my bare chest, and she put her still-sticky thighs on mine.
She tasted like strawberry mousse, champagne, and a woman pleasured.

*Though inspired by real desire, the events depicted in this story are complete fiction. And though the main characters are based on real people, no real names were used. And again, though the desire is real, none of the events in this story have ever taken place between any of the characters mentioned. Any similarities to any events or to people, both living or dead, are purely coincidental.

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