How To Makeout With Tongue Novels & Stories

Somewhere on the way, I lost my towel and when my mouth claims hers in our first ever kiss, our naked bodies are pressed tightly together. I know from watching others that most kisses deepen by using your tongue. Since I’ve never done that, I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do, but Quinn doesn’t seem to care. She willingly opens her mouth to me, and I slide my tongue into her mouth, her tongue tentatively touching mine.

I moaned as I felt a warm, wet tongue on my clit, the delicate hands pushing my legs far apart. The tip of her tongue barely flicked my clit several times before the entirety of her tongue landed on my wetness. I opened my mouth for a choked moan as he finally stuck his entire member into my mouth. I wrapped my tongue around his cock as he moved his hips in and out of my mouth. His breathing quickened, she plunged her tongue into my walls and I let out another stifled moan as he slammed himself into my mouth.

With each kiss I make his sac wetter. "Ooooh" I made Blake moan when I suck on his nut. I move a little lower, trying to get more of his nutsack and grazing his taint with my lips. Another soft moan from Blake. He changes his stance to open his legs wider, inviting me in. I dive into his taint with my tongue. "Oh fuck!" Blake sounds like he was holding his breath. I feel him stop Louis from jerking him off. I attack his taint with my tongue for a couple more seconds before rolling up with a flat tongue up his ball sack where I do a little swirl.

I flicked my tongue out instinctively, licking the tip. Nico hissed through his teeth. “That’s it, baby. Taste me.” He pushed forward slowly, sliding the thick head past my lips and onto my tongue. My mouth stretched wide around him. He was so warm, so hard, filling me already and he was only halfway in. The weight of him on my tongue felt strange but so good. “Relax your jaw,” he said gently, his hand still gripping my ponytail. “Breathe through your nose. I’m not going to hurt you… not unless you want me to.”

I gasp. "I'll always be this close to you, so try to. Breathe out." My breath hitches as I slowly exhale. "Now breathe in again." His lips meet my mouth. How does he want me to breathe when his tongue is destroying all my braincells and making me weak all at once? I can barely feel my legs. "Out your nose. Now." I try to but a squeak leaves instead. A dark chuckle slid in my ears as he parts away. "That's a start. We'll work on that later."

Hands gripping the sheets. I do it again. Firmer. Circle the rim with the tip of my tongue. Tease. Then press inside. Slow. Steady. He moans—low, broken. Hips rocking down instinctively. I groan against him. The sound vibrates through him. I push deeper. Tongue fucking him with long, wet strokes. Curling against the inner walls. Lapping at the sensitive ring. Sucking lightly. Then plunging back in. He is shaking now. Moaning my name. Begging without actual words.

He was watching me drip with his come, and I could tell it was making him hot. "Mason, don't just look," I grumbled, reaching down to grab onto his hair and tug on it. "Do some-thing." He grinned up at me, then leaned forward, tongue out, and he pressed the tip of his tongue to my clit, flick-ing on the hard nub and making me gasp and tremble be-neath him. He gave a few broad licks, then moved down, circling around my entrance, dipping in lightly. He just teased my entrance at first, then slid in and out, slowly fucking me with his tongue.

Watching his face twitch and his jaw clench. Swallowing hard, I leaned forward, bringing my tongue to the tip. I swirled it slowly, tasting the salty pre-cum already there. Adrian jerked, not expecting that. “Take it in,” he said slowly. That was all I needed. I straightened my back, knelt upright, and lowered my mouth onto him, taking in as much of him but I gagged immediately. Just like I’d suspected, my mouth couldn’t fit the entirety of his manhood, so I pulled back slightly, then wrapped my tongue around him, stroking what I couldn’t fit.

I had to let her go to sleep after eating. I get under the duvet and transfer down on her and part her legs before I get in between them. She stirs but continues with her sleep. Her shaved, enticing sweet pussy is looking at me as if waiting impatiently for what I am yet to do. God, it is so beautiful it honestly does not deserve to be traumatised by my dick that is rock hard right now. I give it a little rub before I lower my face and stick out my tongue before I give Paula’s peach a warm lick. She flinches but makes no further moves. I do not doubt that she is going to wake up now because I am going to get this cake wet. I separate the juicy lips apart and stick my tongue in her pussy. I h

“Just the tip first. Get used to it. Lick it. Taste me.” I tentatively flicked my tongue against the slit, tasting a salty, musky drop of pre-cum. The sound he made was a choked-off groan. “Fuck, Elliot… yeah. Just like that.” Encouraged, I did it again, bolder this time, swirling my tongue around the head. “Okay,” he breathed, his voice strained. “Okay, now take it in. Slowly. Don’t use your teeth. Just your lips and your tongue.”