Ryan Pickett (author)


Ryan pickett

Willy's mouth sucked lightly on Hanna's neck, her wet warm tongue caressing the soft skin, her hands caressed Hanna's waiting breasts. Teasing her nipples with her palms, she took the now heavy nipples between thumb and forefinger and pulled and pinched the nubbins until they glowed like ripe strawberries, their areolae shrinking as they crinkled.

Hanna had begun to pant. Instinctively her thighs had spread themselves as wide apart as possible and her back arched, inviting her lover to take her. Slowly, teasingly slow, Willy moved her head down across Hanna's shoulder, then she dragged her tongue down the valley between Hanna's breasts, across her belly. She stopped briefly to explore and probe Hanna's belly button with her tongue before heading down lower through the Hanna's course curly pubic hairs until she found the treasure she so desperately sought. 

Willy's mouth enveloped Hanna's plump pussy. She sucked hard, drawing the wet warmth of Hanna's lips into her mouth, her tongue pressed into Hanna like a tiny penis, its tip delving into the slit. She pressed her nose hard against Hanna's clit, and began to shake her head from side to side, pressing and squishing Hanna's engorged clit against her pelvis, at the same time making sucking noises as she slurped the lubricant Hanna's pussy had begun to produce, just for her. 

Hanna gasped, arching her back further, thighs twitching faster and faster as Willy's nose ground and squished her now super-sensitive clit. An electrical tickle began to expand from the base of her spine, tiny bursts of pure pleasure flowed upward from her thighs. She screwed her eyes tightly shut in concentration, her breathing becoming ragged grunts.

Willy continued to make slurpy noises as she sucked at the juice that flowed freely from Hanna's pussy. With her head buried in Hanna's lap, Willy could feel the strong muscles in Hanna's thighs contract with the building of an orgasm. Hanna's knees finally locked, her thighs pressing hard against Willy's ears, her fingers digging into her short hair, pressing her face deeper into her lap, the electrical waves of pleasure overtaking all sense of decorum. 

Hanna began to squeal, "I love you, I love you, I love you, Willy, please, please," followed by a final long drawn out "Yessssssssssssssss," as the orgasm rocked her deep inside her belly and exploded with an ecstatic shuddering that took her breath away.

As her breathing slowly returned to normal, she opened her eyes and gave a mock sob, "Oh no, you forgot to use the strap-on," she wailed.

"I love you too, my baby girl," Willy answered, lifting her head and licking her fingers like a cat laps at a bowl of cream. "Relax. We've got all evening to play. We'll use the strap-on after dinner."

"Then I guess we've become lesbians, Willy," Hanna answered. 

Willy nodded. "Yes, my darling girl. I guess we have." She signaled her joy with a blissful grin.

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