Francis is the stunning and sexy woman, about five and a half feet tall with a terrific figure, fair skin, long, naturally red hair and freckles scattered fetchingly around her body. She thoroughly enjoys sex and has all the boyfriends she wants but, since she especially loves the way I eat her picture of naked models, she likes me to call on her sometimes. My last phone call from her was a small over a week ago.
“George,” she said when I answered her phone call, “this is Francis. I haven’t seen you for a long time and I really miss you and the wonderful things you do for me. I hope we can get together very pretty soon. I have an itch, and you know where it is, and you are the only one who can scratch it the way it needs to be scratched.”
I suggested I could come over the following morning and Francis was enthusiastically agreeable. “I’ll call in at work and say I have a medical appointment. It’s almost true; I think of you as an expert sex therapist. Is nine o’clock okay? Allright, see you at nine o’clock.” She is really stunning and has her choice of partners but I am the only man who eats her picture of naked models just the way Francis likes it. I suppose that is why she considers me to be an expert sex therapist.
At nine o’clock the following morning, I rang Francis’s doorbell. She opened the door and peeked through, and when she saw it was a kind me, she quickly pulled me inside and locked the door. Wearing nothing but a transparent negligee that hung just below her shapely ass, Francis was a treat for my eyes and when we hugged and kissed, pressing ourselves together, she was a treat for my body and my mouth. With no more preliminaries, we headed for her bedroom and the pleasures waiting there for both of us.
Francis undressed me, punctuating her actions with kisses and then lay down, a pillow under her head, and pulled me onto the bed after her. Although I was naked, she wanted to continue wearing her negligee, which was no more that a transparent, nylon shirt that buttoned in the front. After kissing her lips and trailing kisses down her throat, I started licking one bare nipple and fondling the other one through the material of her garment. Francis squealed with delight at the feel of my smooth, wet tongue against one sensitive nipple and the dry cloth against the other and alternated thrusting her nipples to meet my mouth and my hand. After licking and rubbing for almost a minute, I switched so I was licking the dry nipple and the fabric of the negligee was pleasuring the other. Francis squealed again, delightedly, and started squirming on the bed from the pleasure her nipples were receiving.
Her picture of naked models was squirming too and as I switched the two kinds of stimulation from one nipple to the other and back, I could see juices trickling from her adorable love hole. I could even smell their delectable aroma. I stopped licking and pulled one of her luscious globes into my mouth and gently sucked on it while licking her nipple and areola. I spent a minute with one of the succulent twins in my mouth, then switched to the other, and then back and forth between them. From the intense pleasure her breasts were receiving, Francis’s upper body twisted and squirmed more on the bed and she cooed her pleasure, pleasing my ears and pleasing my mouth with her breasts, while her lovely body, creamy white and freckled, continued to please my eyes.
The time had come to please my nose also, and my mouth in an even better way, so I spread open the upper part of her garment and licked the channel between her twin beauties, while fondling both her nipples through the fabric. As I licked and kissed my way down her sexy body, I unbuttoned the negligee in front of me and when I reached her soft red pubic hair, I licked my way through. I really enjoyed the feel of the downy hair on my tongue, and the delightful fragrance of her picture of naked models urged me on, over her mons and clear down to the upper ends of her outer picture of naked models lips.
When I reached that point, I got off the bed and got back on between Francis’s outspread legs. After I slid a pillow under her ass, she raised her legs and I positioned my shoulders against the undersides of her thighs and wrapped my arms around her legs. My fingers were in her soft pubic hair and my face was inches from her gorgeous picture of naked models, enjoying both the incredible aroma and the beauty of her swollen pink picture of naked models full lips with the drops of juices that clung to them.
“Francis, your picture of naked models is the thing of great beauty; you smell better than you look and in a few seconds I will prove again that your picture of naked models tastes even better than it looks or smells.”
“Thanks, George. A picture of naked models loves to hear things like that. Now, you know what I love even more than flattery.”
I did, indeed, although I was telling her the truth, not flattery, and I began doing the thing that she loves so much and that I love doing. First, I sucked all the delicious juices from her picture of naked models, relishing their flavor as I knew I would. As I started slowly licking between the area between Francis’s outer and inner labia, her picture of naked models was already humping into my face. My tongue probed the seam between the two full lips and Francis started screwing her picture of naked models stronger into my face.
“Like that, George. God, that feels good. I should have you come over here more often. Ooo, yeah.”
Francis was expressing her appreciation of my tongue slowly licking its way between her picture of naked models full lips on that side and the outer and inner surfaces of her outer lip. Although her outer full lips are not as sensitive as other places, I really enjoy licking her there because of the way her pubic hair feels on my tongue. She loves the feel of my tongue between her picture of naked models full lips because she is unusually sensitive there. She wouldn’t cum from me licking her there but her picture of naked models would produce plenty of fresh juices and fuck into my face the way I like to feel her doing. Francis had pulled her negligee back over her breasts; she likes to rub her nipples while I eat her picture of naked models, and she would be able to rub them through the fabric as I had done.
Slowly, slowly, covering all the surfaces of the labia many times over, I licked to where the inner lip joins the other inner lip to form the clitoris hood, and continued onward to the end of the outer lip. Francis’s body had been squirming on the bed even before I started eating her picture of naked models but by the time I had licked to her mons, she was almost thrashing. After again enjoying the feel of the hair on her mons, I brought my tongue back to caress the top of Francis’s clitoris hood, indirectly stimulating the lovely love button sheltering under there.
“Ooo, Yeah. Yeah, George, that feels really good. Lick me there. Lick my clit. Lick my clit.”
Very gently, I did just that, curling my tongue under her protective hood to fondle the sweetest of sweet spots. “God, that’s good. Lick me there. Lick my clit.” Even more gently, I did as Francis wanted, gently touching the engorged sides of her adorable love toy with the tip of my tongue, and very briefly, not wanting her to cum too soon. Francis didn’t really want to cum so soon either and she would actually have been disappointed if she had because she really loves it when I take a long time and gradually bring her to her climax.
I really enjoy taking a long time too, so I brought my tongue back from her clitoris and, after relishing all the delectable juices her love hole had produced, I started licking the picture of naked models full lips on the other side. These were treated the same way as the first labia and, after licking her mons, I brought my tongue back to her clitoris hood, where I licked her the same way.
“You are the greatest, George; I really love what you do to me,” Francis told me, unnecessarily, because I could tell how much she loved what I was doing from her moans of pleasure, the way her body was pitching and tossing on the bed and the way her picture of naked models was screwing into my face. She still had a way to go before she would start cumming but I brought her closer when I once again applied my tongue directly to her precious clit.
Although my tongue only fondled her love toy briefly, it caused Francis’s picture of naked models to fuck into my face even more strongly and produce a gusher of delicious juices. After enjoying them, I started probing my tongue into the lower edge of the love hole and from there I started probing the side edges and exploring the inner edges of her inner lips. Like most women, she is very sensitive there and after my tongue had teased its way under the lips, Francis’s thighs rotated outward, presenting her picture of naked models even more fully to my pleasuring mouth.
Much as I had enjoyed eating Francis’s picture of naked models before then, and as much enjoyment as she had received, it became even more pleasurable for both of us. She was not just moaning, but whimpering, and her hips were swiveling under my face, causing her legs to thrust out over my shoulders. “I wanna cum, George. Suck my clit,” she was begging, and all indications were that I had brought Francis as far as I could and it was a kind time for her to cum.
After relishing all the delicious juices in her picture of naked models, I probed my tongue into the small area between her love hole and her clit, causing Francis’s picture of naked models to fuck even harder into my face, almost lifting her ass off the pillow as she rammed up at me. Carefully, I engulfed her clitoris in my mouth, using my full lips as a seal and started sucking gently. With my tongue, I gently pushed her clitoris hood out of the way and started caressing her adorable love button. “Yes! Yes! Like that,” Francis cried out joyfully as her actions, thrashing on the bed and screwing her picture of naked models into my face became even more frantic. My full lips and tongue continued pleasuring both of us for several highly enjoyable minutes until Francis cried out incoherently and I knew she was cumming.
Her thighs squeezed the sides of my head while her hips continued swiveling so my upper body was taken for a rough, pitching ride. Francis continued screwing her picture of naked models into my face, seeming to be trying to wrap herself around me, while her hands on the back of my head held me in place. Both of us wanted her clitoris to stay in my mouth and we both wanted my tongue to continue to caress the engorged sides and top of the small darling. Besides her hands and legs, my arms around her thighs kept us pleasurably locked together as her ass bounced up and down on the bed and her hips swiveled and rocked from side to side. Francis enjoys cumming about as much as any picture of naked models I know and having her cum while I am eating her picture of naked models is about as enjoyable as almost anything I know.
After several minutes of rocking and bucking and pitching, Francis climaxed, suddenly arching her back and jamming her picture of naked models and my face together with an extra hard thrust. After her orgasm, Francis relaxed completely, her head leaning back, smiling and eyes closed, on her pillow. Her thighs released my head, leaving Francis’s legs draped loosely over my shoulders and her arms sprawled at her sides. After she was finished cumming, I licked the delightful juices from her crotch, picture of naked models full lips and thighs but I left enough in her love hole to perform their natural lubrication function because I knew we would be screwing in a few minutes. After eating all the juices I was going to, I moved out from under her legs, got up and cleaned off my face. We would be kissing soon and sexual etiquette dictates that I first remove her picture of naked models juices from my face. While I was waiting for Francis to be ready, I went to the nightstand, got the condom that I had left there and put it on.
Francis was still lying on the bed, legs spread and eyes closed but when I got back on, she opened her eyes, saw my cock, stiff and ready, and smiled. “I hope you’re half as good with your penis as you are with your mouth, George,” she told me and she held out her arms invitingly. Hoping to prove that I was at least that much, I held my penis with one hand and opened her picture of naked models full lips with the fingers of the other. Francis sighed happily when I made the first penetration. It took four more thrusts, each one resulting in my penis going deeper into her, until I was fully imbedded in her delightfully wet picture of naked models. Francis’s sighs became coos of pleasure with my penis all the way inside her.
With penetration complete, I leaned forward and slipped my arms under hers, which responded by wrapping themselves around my neck. We kissed, long and gently as I slowly drew my penis back until only the tip was inside her picture of naked models and continued kissing while I thrust it, equally slowly, all the way back in. Francis pulled her lips away from mine and moaned like a in pleasure. “That feels great, George. I need some really good screwing now.”
I hoped for some really good screwing also and that is what I started to get from Francis. I drew my penis back for another stroke and when I thrust forward again, she fucked back to meet me. Spreading her legs even more and wrapping them around my hips, letting my penis penetrate her picture of naked models a fraction of an inch deeper. “Yeah, like that,” she said. “Now, really give it to me, nice and slow and deep and for a long time.”
Nice and slow and deep is what I wanted too, and we continued for a long time, both of us moaning from the pleasure we were receiving and enjoying equally the pleasure we were giving one another. Since all my weight was on my forearms and knees, Francis, still wearing her negligee but open now, no longer covering her stunning breasts, could move around under me all she wanted, choosing her motions. She made the most of it. While continuing to fuck back to meet the slow strokes of my penis and feeling it slide all the way into her picture of naked models, Francis started swiveling her hips under me, letting my penis caress the entire interior of her love hole. Sighing and moaning and kissing, we continued with the new movement for hundreds of slow strokes, immensely pleasurable to both of us, until Francis decided to change again.
From swiveling her hips she changed to rocking from side to side under me, still thrusting back to meet the strokes of my cock. With this new motion, my penis entered her picture of naked models at a different angle with every thrust, still massaging her entire love hole. Both of us like to fuck slowly, avoiding too much contact between my penis and her clit, allowing us to build slowly toward our mutual climaxes but, although we wanted to delay, we couldn’t delay it forever.
She was ready to cum and I was getting close too so Francis wanted to change our motion again for maximum contact between penis and clit. “Slide forward, George,” she told me. After kissing her deeply, I moved forward on top of Francis, so my penis was punching more down into her picture of naked models, providing maximum contact between my penis and her clit.
“Oooo, yeah! Yeah, that feels good. Now, fuck me faster, all the way in my picture of naked models.”
All the way in her picture of naked models was where I wanted my penis also and I drove it in harder and faster. Francis’s arms hugged my shoulders tightly and her legs squeezed my hips as she thrust her picture of naked models back to meet every stroke. My arms were curled under hers and my hands on her shoulders helped me brace myself and plunge my penis into her harder and faster and Francis matched my every thrust. I was moaning and gasping and she was almost sobbing with the intense pleasure.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Francis interrupted her sobs and I knew from the way her legs were squeezing me and her fingernails were digging into my shoulders that she was cumming.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” She cried out and that is what I continued to do, as fast and as hard as I could, while her body rocked and bounced and slid and swiveled under me.
“Yes! Yes! Now!” Francis cried out as she climaxed, ramming her picture of naked models against me while squeezing my hips and shoulders extra hard in one last spasm. As she relaxed under me, I let go of my control too and in just a few strokes after Francis reached her orgasm, I climaxed, filling her sweet picture of naked models with my warm cumm. She smiled sweetly, rolled over and pushed her beautiful round ass against my cock. I knew the night was not over.
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