A Last Unveiling Ch. 01
Keywords: A, Last, 01, Ch., Unveiling,
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He heard her giggling, cursing, felt her trying to pull away, but then he got her own great toe in his mouth and sucked it, and she made a happy squeaking sound, gasped, and then moaned softly. It was the kind of sound that drove Tim crazy, and so he, now with the advantage of a more or less shivering, compliant girl, rolled over, got his feet out of her reach and started to work on hers, intending to pay her back fully. He wanted to see how she liked being brought to the verge of orgasm with all this foot-stuff, or at the very least to see if girls were even able to get that far.
None of his other attempted relationships had ever gotten that far. As he licked the inside of Adrianne's right foot, he recalled a blonde he'd found himself in bed with a year or two ago. She'd had such pretty feet, really sexy and shapely, and he'd started kissing them and licking them and she'd giggled and laughed and gotten out of the mood. She'd called him a weirdo and left, and though he almost never saw her at work and quite hated her in a way, he had masturbated almost every night while thinking about those feet of hers and what he'd done to them.
But these feet were far more fetching, more alluring, way more appealing. They even smelled nice. Something sweet and flowery. He wondered if this girl had sprayed some lovely bodyspray all over her when she'd been getting ready to go to the club where they'd met, and even the thought of her standing naked, spritzing herself - her feet especially! - made his erection flex. The question really was, what sort of woman put perfume on her feet knowing that no one would smell them? The fact that there was a wonderful scent there meant she had thought about, or hoped for, someone doing this exact thing to her!
And that made him smile around the toe he happened to be sucking on at the time!
Adrianne squirmed, gasped, moaned. She seemed lost in her own world of erotic tension and release and Tim was happy to be a part of it. But he wasn't through experimenting. After half an hour of giving both of the girl's feet a complete tongue bath, he began licking her ankles and then her shins and calves and then her knees - front and back - then her thighs. The way the girl squirmed and moaned was the most arousing thing Tim had ever experienced in his life; no woman had ever responded to his touch this way - quite the opposite in fact. But this one seemed to love everything he did!
Then the moment of truth arrived. He wondered if it would be too forward of him to simply pull her sexy G-string down and bury his face in her snatch, or if asking permission would ruin the mood she was obviously in. He wanted to eat her - more than he'd ever wanted anything - but...how to get started? That was when Adrianne's thumbs came down and slipped under the filament which held the front and back panels of the G-string together. She looked about ready to shove them down in complete and total submission to the anguish she so obviously felt, but then she stopped and raised her head.
"God, what am I doing?" she asked herself. Tim looked up from where he still had his lips planted on her smooth left thigh. He raised his eyebrows at her. "No, I'm so sorry, Timmy," she said to him. "I have...I've got a yeast infection...it'll be gone pretty soon because my doctor gave me some medications, but...I can't let you eat me or anything...you shouldn't even get any on your fingers...." Her face was a portrait of ultimate frustration, but Tim only smiled at her.
"Just lay back sweetness," he cooed at her, and her expression suddenly warmed. She looked surprised that a man would be so understanding.
"Really?" she asked, and Tim nodded. She smiled happily and lay back again and Tim went on kissing her, avoiding her crotch completely, and by the time he was dabbing his tongue into her sexy navel, she was in a state of total ecstasy again; writhing, gasping, legs scissoring in and out. She looked about ready to explode and Tim promised himself that he would be the one to make that explosion happen.
He licked and kissed every inch of the girl's body, even stopping before he got to her tits to roll her over and work his way up the backs of her legs, bypassing her ass, and then up her spine. She was so close to the edge that by the time his kisses reached the nape of her neck, she was breathing so hard and so fast it was as if she'd just run a couple of miles. Then he rolled her over again and went to work on her tits. He licked and kissed them and her arms slid back behind her head. He licked her smooth armpits and she arched up, nipples extended, and then he sucked those taut little points and she shivered, gasped, and shook all over. She made gagging, desperate sounds, saying she was coming, and Tim felt overjoyed with what he was doing. She twitched and jerked several more times, breathing so deeply Tim wanted to go back and trace each rib with his tongue, and then she lapsed into a quivering, semiconscious state, murmuring things to herself as her body continued to twitch. Tim finally sat back, enjoying the sight, loving the end result of his work. He had totally and utterly satisfied a woman so beautiful, the thought of ever actually even meeting one such as this had never honestly entered his fondest fantasy, and yet, there she was, the spitting image of that actress, laying there squirming in total contentment from what he'd done to her. He thought to masturbate right then and there - things could not possible have gotten any better. He looked down in his lap.
His thing as so hard it was beet red. Veins were prominent. Pre-cum ran down from the uncircumcised head like a river, making his scrotum glossy. He wondered idly if this same part of him would ever find its way into this gorgeous girl's anatomy and then shrugged: it didn't matter. Not when he'd been able to bring her to this point. He looked up at her; she was still breathing hard, nipples still jutting, sweat making her body shimmer slightly. He'd done it - made love to a girl and totally satisfied her, not even spurting off too soon and wrecking things. She'd enjoyed everything he'd done, even those things considered 'weird' by others. He smiled and looked down at his erection again, reached for it, but then felt the bed move and suddenly found an eagerly nodding head in his lap and his cock completely engulfed in Adrianne's hot, wet mouth. Still on his knees, Tim leaned back and looked down at the rapidly rising and falling head of the girl, felt her tight lips around his rigid pole and felt what had always been his nemesis - ejaculation - rising up and up to the front, literally. Things were about to go beyond the point of no return when the mouth lifted off. He sucked in his belly to see; Adrianne was looking up at him, smiling; his wavering hard-on right between her eyes. Then she licked it, her tongue running up from the base to the tip on the underside. Tim almost spurt again, but she stopped after three such strokes. She took a deep breath and sighed contentedly, Tim did the same, grateful for the pause, but then, without warning, the girl took his cock all the way in her mouth again and started sucking up and down eagerly!
Tim lay back. He couldn't watch. It was far too erotic to watch those beautiful lips all puckered up like that, but even harder to watch knowing it was his own dick they were puckered up around! The feeling was incredible, and moments later he was right at the verge again. And again, the girl stopped to give him a rest.
"...you're so beautifully hard!" she whispered intently, grinning past his own dick at him. He smiled back, and lay his head down again. She was a demon, he was thinking now, sent to torture him; to bring him just to the edge of orgasm and then deny it to him, giving him a smile instead. But then she was licking the underside of his cock, and then running her tongue lower, down over his cringing balls and then only halfway up the shaft. Then she was licking only his balls, and then her tongue began concentrating on only the two or three inch area behind his balls, where a pussy would be, had he had one!
The feeling of overflowing, of shooting up, of gushing through barriers began in his deepest place and started to rush up and out. She kept licking him there, licking his pseudo-pussy, and then it happened: without anything actually in contact with his flexing dick, he came. He felt the first spurt as a prickling pain almost, such was the force of the ejaculation - and the endless time since the last. Then his cock was undulating, spitting out everything it had, while the girl kept her head down, eagerly tonguing that same, featureless spot between his thighs. She went on until Tim was nearly spent, and then stopped, caught his cock in her mouth and sucked up and down on it for the remainder of the climax, swallowing his jiz, sucking more out, and using her lips to squeeze and coax. When it was done he could barely move, such was the completeness of his pleasure.
Tim fell asleep afterwards, not realizing it at the time, but he awoke with a warm body next to him under the covers. In a moment he realized he was not in his own bed, remembered the girl, the face, the tongue and toes - everything. He stirred and she turned over and smiled at him as her eyes opened sleepily. She sat up and yawned, stretched, and gave Tim good reason for a morning erection - in the morning light she was even more beautiful than ever, even with pillow imprints in her cheek, her hair tangled and her makeup off. He kissed her on the mouth and she responded, and a moment later his hard-on was safely in her right hand, being jerked off.
He wondered, as he was made to lay back, if he really wanted a girl to jerk him off. She was sitting cross-legged facing his side, leaning over and staring at what she was doing - and looking so happy about it he didn't want to disturb her - but he.
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Keywords: A, Last, 01, Ch., Unveiling,