Loose Tongues Novels & Stories

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He shoved my tongue in her tight hole and began pumping in and out, fucking her with his tongue, stretching in the process. He circled his thumb on her clit, eliciting a pleasurable response. She tightened around his tongue, causing him to groan. She was incredibly tight, and he could only imagine the sensation of being inside her. Gently, he withdrew his tongue and replaced it with a finger, slowly thrusting it into her tight entrance.

All of that by then the most familiar of friends. Her teeth loose, her tongue, insistent and curious, pressing against the small nuggets of bone as they wobbled and wiggled, the metallic twang of blood on her tongue like a gift. A brief moment of something bright and oddly flavorful to be savored and swallowed. The noxious scent of her body’s struggle, its rot and decay, still carried on every breath and in every word she spoke.

That hot tоnguе trаvеlѕ lоwеr lеаvіng a sizzle оf dеѕіrе оvеr mу stomach аnd rіb cage. I wаnt hіѕ mouth оn me I wаnt tо thrust іntо hіm but I’m tоо ѕhу to ask ѕо I lеt hіm tаkе соntrоl. Slowly раrtіng mу thighs and exposing thе fоldѕ оf mу ѕоft, wеt pussy.

he whispered. He leaned down and started to eat the toppings right off my skin. His tongue was hot and rough, licking away the salty oil and the spicy heat of the pepperoni. He moved lower, his mouth following the trail of grease down to my inner thighs. The mix of the warm food and his wet mouth was driving me crazy. He was using his tongue like a weapon, licking me clean with slow, heavy strokes that made me arch my back and cry out.

After a few seconds of this delightful spell, she broke it off when she pulled back. "Now let's try that again . . . but this time don't tense up sweetie. Instead, relax and enjoy my tongue in your mouth and then it's your turn. Kiss me back like that letting your tongue loose to do some exploring." Their lips crashed together once more as Jimmie--eager to do exactly as his mother wanted—did not tense up at all when he felt his mom's tongue glide artfully into his willing mouth.

Mine clasped onto him like a magnet. The ensuing kiss was a mixed bag of marvelous. Our slippery tongues bounced around in my mouth as if they were at play. They slapped and whacked one another like they were in a street fight. They pulled and patted on each other as if there was a battle for tongue supremacy. It was wild, chaotic, and utterly thrilling.

He was trapped in the warm, moist little cave and used his tongue to explore, licking every corner, the roof of Audrey's warm mouth, missing every tooth and gently stroking her soft gums. Audrey's tongue greeted Liam shyly and when Liam's tongue wrapped around her in an intimate dance invitation, Audrey moaned erotically and tightened her legs around Liam's waist. Audrey could feel something hard, long, and big pressing under her buttocks and she shuddered in the domination of Liam's lips and tongue. "Oh, by the goddess of the moon, you're driving me crazy, Baby," Liam muttered breathlessly, after the link of their tongues broke apart due to the increasingly thin air in their lungs.

Her flesh down there is hairless and smooth. His tongue moved, licking her cl*toris. He rubbed it hard with his stiffened warm tongue then thrust the tip of it into her hole. Maxine’s thighs were frantically trying to bounce up, but they wouldn't move an inch because he was pressing her firmly, so she won't be able to escape. Beneath the attack of his tongue and the wet sounds of his saliva and her juices, her panting was short.

I sighed into him, one hand sliding into his messy hair. The slowness drove me crazy. Every second stretched, building fire under my skin. I parted my lips and our tongues met lazy, exploring strokes that made my toes curl. Leo groaned quietly, the sound vibrating through me. His hand cupped the back of my neck, holding me closer as the kiss grew hotter, wetter. We broke apart for air, breathing raggedly, then dove back in like we were starving.