روايات وقصص ضمن How To Makeout With Tongue

I stuck out my tongue and folded the edges together, in a funneling shape and I started fucking her deeply with my tongue and mouth, making sure that all of her pre cum was entering my throat. I channeled it back into her body with my tongue. I continued doing this, making sure that her legs were widely spread on my shoulders to avoid distractions and I ate her out piece by piece. I increased the pace and started going faster, thrusting deeper onto her pussy with my tongue and mouth and making thin wet lines appear, joining my mouth and her pussy. I felt her legs start to shake on my shoulders and I knew it was time. I held her waist, slightly lifting it up so her pussy would make closer con

It was unexplainable how he could tune my body within seconds just by words. "Yes baby. Close your eyes," he instructed, moving his hand down the side of my neck before he gripped it gently.I did as asked, drawing air in fast, short gasps. Then I felt it—something warm connecting with my lips. I didn't have to open my eyes to know that it was his tongue. He swept the muscle along the seam of my mouth, prompting me to part my lips. I snapped my hips forward when he took the chance and pushed his tongue inside my warm mouth.

She tossed her head from side to side. "How about this?" He was barely able to restrain himself. Taking a deep breath, he thrust his tongue deep inside her, scraping her inner walls, curling the tip to hit her sweet spot. "Yessss!" She squeezed her thighs against his shoulders and thrust her hips at him as she tried to take his tongue even deeper.

I used my tongue to add pressure to the shaft and to suck on the tasty head. When he started to slow down, I began to bob faster, taking control. We were both moaning loudly and I could tell he was close to cumming. I alternated between a long, slow motion and a quick, deep one. When he told me he was about to cum, I went too solely to a deep, fast one while my tongue swirled around the shaft and head. Peter's breath became short and he moaned louder so I focused the pressure of my tongue against the base of his shaft.

My tongue was polishing the head of his throbbing erection. Then I took three-inches of his erection deep into my mouth and held it there. Next with my tongue at the underside of his erection, I slid it forwards along his shaft, as far as I could comfortably go, then slid it backward. And kept sliding it forwards and backward, massaging the same section of his erection, keeping his erection in place, not taking it deeper or shallower, just keeping it in place.

his tip brushed against my lips. My sloppy tongue trailed down his shaft, feeling his cock stiffened even more. My tongue circled the tip while one hand stroked down his thick member, earning a low groan. "Eyes up, tongue out" he growled out, rocking his hips forward to meet my strokes. I could feel his erection poking down my throat and the fact that I had no gag reflex seemed to put him off. "Ohh...that's fucking hot..." he whispered, grinding his hips against my warm, moist mouth while one hand held my skull in place.

"Mark me. Claim me. I want everyone to know." He stopped moving. For a second I thought I'd said something wrong. But then I saw his face. His expression. The way he was looking at me like I'd just handed him the world on a silver platter. "Say it again," he demanded. "Mark me." He lowered his head. His mouth found the place where my neck met my shoulder. The gland there was swollen, sensitive, and pumping out so much scent I could barely stand it. He bit down.

I pulled back until only the swollen head remained between my lips, swirled my tongue around it in slow circles, then took him to the back of my throat again in one smooth motion. His grip in my hair tightened almost painfully. The muscles in his thighs tensed under my free hand. I could taste the sharp, salty precum leaking onto my tongue as he got closer. I stroked him faster with my hand while I sucked, twisting my wrist on every upstroke. His breathing turned ragged. The hand in my hair started guiding my movements, pushing me down to meet his shallow thrusts, and I let him. When I felt his cock swell and pulse hard against my tongue, I took him all the way down and held there, my nose p

"Stick out your tongue." She obeyed, her tongue extending from her mouth as she waited patiently. I tapped the head of my cock against her tongue, watching as she flinched slightly but maintained her position. "Good girl," I said with approval. "Now take it." I slid into her mouth slowly, giving her time to adjust to my size. Her lips wrapped around me perfectly, her tongue moving instinctively to please me. I gripped her hair, holding her in place as I began to move, my hips rocking back and forth as I fucked her mouth slowly at first.

“Lick it first. Get it nice and sloppy.” I leaned in, running my tongue along the underside, tasting his salt and musk. He groaned, hand gently threading through my hair. I swirled my tongue around the head, sucking lightly, then took him deeper. My jaw stretched. At six inches I gagged, eyes watering. “Relax your throat,” he murmured, just like the guy on screen. “Breathe through your nose. Look at me while you do it.” I tried again, pushing forward. His cock hit the back of my throat and I choked, pulling back with strings of spit connecting my lips to his shaft. Tears pricked my eyes but my pussy was dripping onto the floor.