Novel & Cerita Pussy Eating Story

The first woman in white, who was now totally naked, held his dick as though he always did such before, and led him back to the table where I lay with wine on my nipples, and food on my pussy. “Eat, Lord.” She said, looking into his lustful eyes. He went down on his knees and his mouth met my pussy, his tongue scooped the food off my vulva and he ate like a hungry dog. I smiled. Never on earth have I seen such a silly manner of eating, but I knew the whole game was to eat my pussy, not the food. “Eat of the plate that served you, Lord.” She said again, and he held onto my pussy, dragged it open with his hands and stuck his tongue into it, sucking it with all his might and making me choke at

Leopold buried his face in my wet pussy, making me scream with lust. His hot tongue played on my increasingly swollen clit. His big hands grabbed my thighs and spread them even wider. I felt so exposed before him. Leopold bit and licked my pussy more and more wildly. He provoked my desire so much that I couldn't resist. I looked up and let my screams break the silence of the penthouse. All the while, Leopold continues to eat my pussy, which hasn't stopped orgasming, until my body shakes violently. He didn't let go of me, continuing to devour me until there was nothing left of my body.

I moaned, biting my lip until it stung, eyes rolling back in a slow, helpless spiral as my pussy clenched harder. Three thick fingers plunged into me at once, stretching me open as he sucked my clits harder. My eyes rolled back in a slow, dizzy arc. I tangled my fingers in his hair, gasping, “I love the way you eat my pussy… you’re born to eat pussy.” I panted. “Your pussy is fucking delicious,” he growled, slapping it once, letting the milk and wetness drip freely. My slick thighs shaking beneath him. “I ate you pretty damn well,” he murmured, voice rough. “Bet your husband could never do this.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the pleasure they had both received; tonight had definitely been fun. How I Will Eat Your Pussy1:: This short story of how I would eat your pussy. It was written just for you. Read it and enjoy it while stroking your sweet wet pussy.

I tilted my head a little, so I could delve into her pussy deeper, and her juices gushed out as she convulsed. “Mnnnnnn…” she moaned at my torture, as she arched her back, letting her pussy rub my face, pouring down her juices directly into my mouth. I pushed her legs up, bending them so her knees were on the sides of my head, giving me a full view of her pussy. I ate her carefully, my tongue dipping into every inch, nook and cranny of her pussy. Her legs started convulsing uncontrollably after about three minutes of my continuous sucking and licking and her water fountain started running.

“Just the way I like it. Tell me, have you been thinking about me while touching this pussy?” His eyes remained fixed on my glistening pussy as he stared down at it with hunger and desire in his eyeballs. “Yes…please!” I arched my back and clenched my thighs, hoping for any sort of friction but he pryed it open with his large hands and with a smile, buried his face into my pussy. “Arrgh…fuck.” I moaned as I arched my back again, desperate for more. He dragged his tongue up my pussy and I cry out loud. I've been dreaming about this for months and now he's giving me exactly what I want. Fuck…it feels so good.

“You slapped me earlier. This is what you get. I’m going to lick and suck this greedy cunt until you can’t even remember your own name.” I moved lower again, tongue thrusting deep inside her, nose grinding against her clit while I sucked noisily. The wet, lewd sounds of me eating her pussy filled the entire room. So sloppy, obscene, and filthy. Maya was sobbing now, tears rolling down her upside-down face, body twitching uncontrollably. I pulled back just enough to speak, lips shiny with her arousal. “Look at you… crying and dripping while I eat this pretty pussy. “

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

The word slipped out before I could stop it. Elara smiled up at me. “Yes. That’s what good boys say when a woman tastes them.” She took me into her hot wet mouth, slowly sucking just the head while her tongue flicked against the slit. One hand stroked the shaft while the other cupped my balls, rolling them gently. She bobbed deeper, taking half my length before pulling back with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock. “Lesson one for eating pussy,” she said, still stroking me lazily. “It’s the same energy. Worship it. Tease it. Make her drip down your chin before you even put a finger inside.”

The ripping voice was heard int he bathroom and there goes my panties. " You shouldn't have swayed these perfect hips, Bella mia. You just made me horny with that one single act. Do you know that?" he asked with a growl and gets down on his knees on the floor with his face in front of my pussy " And, I was right to tell my son that daddy wants to eat mommy because she is delicious so I am going to do just that." with that said he wrapped his mouth around my pussy and began to eat and lap on it like a predator taking my breath away.