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Naomi smiles and straddles my face backwards. "Can't get enough, can you?" She wiggles her derrière in my face tantalizingly. Her nipples graze my abdomen as she arches over my body. I lick my lips, her dripping pussy poised for my taking. I kiss her thighs and cheeks first, nibbling slightly, running my hands along the slope of her back. Then I feel her tongue in between my legs, and I moan into her wet slit, lapping up the rest of her juices, dipping my fingers into her moist heat.
Naomi's mouth feels more experienced than I could ever imagine, her tongue encircling my clit, alternating with her fingers, knowing exactly what I want. We melt into each other, kissing, licking, sucking, thirsty for the juice of our efforts. Our moans are loud, our breathing uncontrollable, and I feel myself drift off as the pleasure within me amplifies impossibly fast.
As her tongue gently sweeps over my clit, her fingers teasing my opening, I feel my entire body constrict and I hold her pussy down to me, wanting her to squirt on me again. My mouth moves faster, and so does hers, and I almost feel like we are racing each other to a finish, grunting and groaning all the way. I can't hold myself back any longer, my toes already clenching, and my fingers digging into her firm ass to anchor her to me. After a few more of her sweet licks, I erupt, my pelvis halfway off the bed, Naomi grabbing my thighs so I can't move away from her. Her moans vibrate throughout my core, magnifying and accelerating my orgasm. My quaking subsides slowly, and she samples more of my honey. I know she is close to her orgasm, and I want to watch.
"Turn around, so I can see you better," I say, still wanting her to sit on my face. She swivels around quickly, her knees around my shoulders, her thighs spread. I suck on her clit again, my fingers delving into her, watching her face contorts beautifully. Her moans crescendo and her hips start riding my mouth, moving back and forth as my tongue sweeps over her clit. She grabs onto the headboard in front of her for support and as she starts to cum, the entire bed shakes, followed by a generous eruption of her cum splashing me in the face, over my tongue, my chest and the sheets. I am even more impressed with the power of her climax this time.
We catch our breaths and I lick up what I can of her lusciousness. Then she slides off of me and flops onto the bed on her back, turning her head to the side to look at me, giving me a deep kiss.
"That was even better than the time we got two gallons of free ice cream at Lou's Pop Shop," she says, and we burst into laughter.
"Much better, because it doesn't have to end as quickly," I point out. "After all, it's Sunday."
"What's wrong with the other days of the week?" she asks, starting to rub my thigh again, rekindling my passion for her.
"Well, I tend to get lucky on Sundays," I respond honestly, laughing. And I tell her about my roommate, Denise and our recent adventures.
She grins wickedly. "She sounds divine! I'd love to meet her..."
Click here to read Any Vixen Sunday: Morgan's First Taste or Any Vixen Sunday 2: Jayme's Submission
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