Michele Jackson (author)


Michele jackson

I opened my eyes to watch fascinated at this new experience as she sat back naked on her heels and devoted herself to gliding her fingertips all the way down my thighs and calves and back again. 

‘I love your body,’ Denise said as I opened my eyes again. 

‘I like yours too,’ I said smiling encouragement, intent on playing the passive partner to the hilt for my maximum pleasure.

As she licked and kissed my tits some more I took her hand.

‘No. Let me. You are not ready yet.’ 

By now I was sure I was moaning imploringly as she caressed the skin inside the top of my thighs, her fingers reaching higher and higher until they fluttering at the rim of my cunt. I could not help moaning and opening my legs, and I felt sure Denise could see how wet I was for her, as well as feel it.

I was watching very closely now as Denise crouched low over my cunt and and started blowing on my pubic hair. I could feel the hairs parting with her breath on my swollen clitoris. At last she reached out with her tongue and making it into a point, she darted it again and again at my core. Sometimes she sucked it with her whole mouth, sometimes just licking it with a light flickering touch.

All I felt like saying was, ‘Fuck me, for God’s sake fuck me, Denise,’ which I am sure I did. I watched fascinated as Denise knitted the three middle fingers of her left hand together, and worked them several inches up between my legs. As I strained frantically forward and upward, Denise kneeling, bent again and took my vulva into her, hot, avid wide mouth, sucking rhythmically on my clitoris at the same time as she slid her three fingers in and out. Sometimes it was only an inch or two, sometimes as far as she could go. 

I was only aware of the most intense delight. Her fingers in my vagina producing a hardness and knobbiness of stimulation that even the biggest, hardest cock never could. The sucking, the teasing, was like nothing I had ever believed possible. I felt myself pausing on the edge of orgasm, pausing, pausing and then coming into Denise’s mouth with a bursting rush and widening pool of spasms which made me scream in incredulous abandon.

While I was still throbbing and jerking my hips forward, Denise threw herself on me, kissing me for the first time on my dry, open mouth, pressing her vulva, lightly covered with dark hair, into my pubis. At the same time she cupped my firm fleshy arse in both her hands and rubbed relentlessly, until she she came quickly into the masterful orgasm she had been holding back for so long.

Later as we dressed, Denise said,’You look fabulous’. ‘Do something for me. Leave your pants here. When you leave wear nothing under your skirt. you can think of me all the way home then. And I will have something to remember you by. Will you?’

Later that night when my husband arrived home he wondered what caused the sudden surge of interest in my sex drive. It was a long time since I had met him at the door without my pants on and seduced him.

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