Lisa's Bed

Completely under Lisa's control, I sat down and then laid back on the large, king-sized bed. Lisa knelt before me and returned her attention to my pussy. I was soaking wet, and the touch of Lisa's tongue was heavenly. She placed her hands on my upper thighs and parted my legs and I could feel her exploring me with every stroke of her tongue.

I reached for my nipples and took them between my thumb and index fingers, and rolled them and pinched them and pulled them. The burning ache in my pussy was spreading across my whole body, and I thrust my hips toward Lisa's hungry mouth.

As she used my fingers to spread my lips and dart her tongue into me, I realized just how wonderful having her do this was. In my many experiences with men, they had often tried to please me orally, but I had never quite gotten to the point of reaching orgasm. This, however, was completely different. Lisa used her tongue, and new exactly when and where to touch me with it.

She nudged against my swollen clit, and then pursed her lips around it and proceeded to suck on it. She flicked her tongue over it and I thought I was going to melt. When she gave me a tender little bite, I shivered and felt an orgasm release. My whole body stiffened and I felt the juices from my pussy dripping into my bottom. Lisa removed her mouth from my pussy and replaced it with her hand, gently massaging my clit. Her mouth moved lower and I felt her tongue enter me, probing wetly into my opening.

I was no longer embarrassed about my bushy growth, I was ecstatic, and Lisa seemed to be enjoying making love to me as well. I felt her hand slip under my bottom, and the wetness that was dripping in between my cheeks made it easier for her to stroke her fingers in the crack of my ass. When I felt her fingertip touch my rear opening I shuddered and came again.

Using my flowing wetness as lubricant, Lisa diddled my little hole while her tongue continued to massage my pussy. I was trapped below Lisa, I couldn't move, and I knew that even if I could I wouldn't leave.

As Lisa continued to love me with her tongue I felt the intrusion into my bottom, her finger reaching up inside me. Her mouth paused for a moment, and I felt her tongue wiggle to go to where her other finger was. I raised my legs, bringing my knees to my breasts, and spreading myself even further, knowing that my anus was now winking at Lisa. When her tongue touched me back there, I screamed and came again. How many times had I cum today? I had lost count, but I did know that it was more than I ever had during one love making session.

Lisa looked up to me as I came, and I could see that her cheeks, mouth and chin were covered with a slick wetness that could only have come from my leaking cunt. I began to gyrate on the bed, wiggling my bottom, holding my legs firmly apart as Lisa slipped two fingers into my pussy. Holding my bottom still, she lowered her face into me again, rubbing her wet tongue back and forth across my anal opening. As her fingers continued to probe me, working deeply inside, her tongue flicked and darted across my sensitive spot. When I felt her jam her face into me and the firm tip of her tongue probe into the starry opening I came again, screaming even more loudly that the last time.

My pussy was providing a steady stream of juice to trickle down my bottom and to Lisa's mouth. Her fingers continued to work me and I was overwhelmed by how gentle and loving she had been. I couldn't stand to lay there any longer and only receive the pleasure she was giving me. We were making love together, and I wanted to begin to please her. Other than during a few teenaged episodes when my friends and I had masturbated in front of each other, I had never even been close to another woman's pussy.

But, the moment and the mood were so incredible I knew that I had to please Lisa -- or at least try to -- as she was doing for me. Struggling to catch my breath, and find my voice, I asked Lisa if I could taste her. She paused for a moment, then climbed on the bed, straddled my face as she raised her bottom in the air and lowered her face to me again. Then slowly, as I watched, she lowered herself towards my waiting mouth. I stuck my tongue out to taste the first pussy of my 30-something years. As my tongue came in contact with her swollen lips and I tasted the juices that were leaking from her, I came once again. I only hoped that I could do for her what she had been doing to me.