A Thankful Blizzard Pt. 03

I found it hard to form any words, as I had one seemingly continuous moan escaping my lips. I nodded furiously at her, a blush spreading across my face.

My cock popped out of her mouth, and she grinned. “Which question? All of them?”

My face turned a bit redder as I thought of her lips locking tight around my orgasm, not letting anything escape. I nodded again, still a bit unable to speak. She was a bit bolder this time, taking charge. I think I liked it.

“Well, Paul… cum in my mouth then.” She pulled me into her mouth again, pushing a bit further down than before. It felt amazing, and I wasn’t even sure what she was doing. The pleasure built in intensity, as I felt her tongue doing impossible things. At one point it felt like her tongue pushed against my slit, then flicked the underside and around the head, before pushing me further into her mouth. Her head began bobbing up and down, her hair getting a little bounce to it as it dried. Her emerald eyes were locked onto mine. I couldn’t blink, I was captivated by her – the intensity with which she did these things, the smile her eyes seemed to have as she continued to slide up and down the shaft, never letting my cock slip from her mouth. The nostrils on her cute little nose would flare with each breath, each bob, up and down. I was a goner, and I’m sure she knew it. I felt that tickling intensity that signaled the oncoming orgasm.

“Ungh… ungh, Kat… Kat… I’m… guh… I…” Words strung together into nearly incoherent phrases, as I tried to warn her. She grinned, then pushed down hard, her hand grasping the base of my shaft, the other hand massaging my balls, as the first contraction hit me like a punch to my entire lower region. Each blast, a second apart, was so intense, so pleasurable, so wonderful. My hands had grasped onto anything I could, one hand gripping the back of the couch, the other on the edge of the seat. I could see her throat moving, swallowing, as my cum poured out into her mouth. As the waves of pleasure subsided, I think I finally found the ability to breathe, and gasped for air, feeling my pulse throbbing in my head. I watched her ease up, sucking as she went, so that she came off with a pop. She swallowed hard once more, then proceeded to lick around the entire length of me, from top to bottom, with these slow, luxurious-feeling strokes of her tongue. It felt like she was massaging it, praising it, something. I had no idea that pleasure like that existed. I finally closed my eyes, breathing hard still, and tried to mumble my thanks, about as loud as I could manage at the moment.

“What’s that, baby?”

“Thank you.”

She chuckled, a sound that still had a sexy quality to it. “It was,” she paused with a huge smile, “my pleasure.” She crawled slowly up to meet my lips, which I gladly accepted, kissing her fully. I remembered hearing from my roommate that he didn’t like kissing his girlfriend after she gave him a blowjob. I couldn’t see why. I could tell a subtle taste of myself was on her lips, but it was still her lips, her tongue and her passion I could feel in the kiss. I wasn’t passing that up. Besides, I think I remember she kissed me after I did it to her. Seemed only fair.

“Uh… can I… um, do you now?” Wow, I sounded so awkward.

She grinned and giggled. “I thought you’d never ask.” She pulled me with her, maintaining our kiss, and fell back on the couch cushions, pulling me on top of her. I realized I still had my underwear around my thighs, so I paused to pull them off.

“I, uh, still have these on.” Once they were off, I crawled back onto her, kissing her lips some more. I felt my slightly soft penis press against her, feeling her wetness. Wow, that was hot. Hot enough that I felt myself getting harder. She did too, as she grinned and kissed me some more.

“We could… just skip… to fucking…” She whispered between kisses. I broke off from her kiss, grinning at her.

“Soon.” I promised her. “But, uh, first I want to taste my little snowflake.” I hoped it didn’t sound too cheesy. I was hoping for endearing and sweet.

“Hmmm, then taste me all you want, Doc, but you may need to insert your probe for further testing.” Kat’s grin was another intoxicating quality about her. There really was so much about this woman that begged further studying, inspecting, and appreciating.

“That, I can do.” I set to work, hoping I could give her the kind of pleasure she gave me. I recalled what I did to her before, the slow buildup and priming of her body before even touching her. Perhaps if I repeated my method, the results may match.

I started by kissing her neck, much like she had to me, and licked near her ear. I decided to try whispering to her as I kissed around her neck. She seemed to like it a lot.

“When I first picked you up, I thought I had found a goddess or something.” I felt her sigh. I used one of my hands to trace around her stomach, under her breasts, and between them. “You wore such an amazing outfit. It was so out of place. I actually thought you may have been an angel yourself, wearing something like that out there.” I paused to kiss under her chin, across her collarbones, to the other side, repeating the same kisses and licks. “When you first turned towards me, your eyes were more beautiful than anything I’d ever seen before.” I bit the bottom of her earlobe lightly.

“Ohhh, Paul…”

“And your face – so smooth and beautiful – reminded me of a perfectly carved statue.” My hand caressed the tops of her breasts now, briefly passing over her hard nipples, making her tense up and moan lightly. “Then talking to you – that was the most magical part. Your mind seems to be the most beautiful part of you.” I gently squeezed one of her breasts now, before twirling my fingers around her nipple, lightly pinching it. “Which says a lot, as you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”

Her breathing increased, her chest rising and falling more rapidly now. “Oh God, Paul…” She was moaning, arcing her hips up into my groin now. I felt her wetness against my stiffening penis, so I thought I’d try and tease her, just a little bit. I moved my hips up and down, so that just the tip of my cock traced along her slit. When she gave a little “oh” of pleasure, I pressed my hips a little harder against her. I thought I could feel her clit touching the head, so I tried rubbing the length of my shaft against her.

“Oh, just fuck me… please…” Her hips were moving too, as if she was trying to capture my cock.

“Soon.” I repeated my promise again. I slid my kisses down her chest to her nipples, latching onto one and squeezing the other. Her moans increased. I kissed further down, along her stomach, flicking my tongue into her belly button, then down her hips, just past her lips. I heard frustration in her groans now, as I moved my kisses and tongue down her inner thigh. I got to her knee, then switched to the other leg, tracing back up. When I reached her glistening slit, I breathed deeply, inhaling her rich aroma, then breathing across the lips of her pussy.

“Ahhh, Paul, lick my pussy…” I obliged her then, tracing my tongue along the outer labia, around the inside, pressing into her opening a few times. Her hips were moving slowly to my caresses and licks now. Her breathing had increased to a light pant. I knew I wanted to hear her moan and scream out in pleasure again, but I had really enjoyed hearing her beg me for release. I continued licking her everywhere but her clit, using my hands to hold her hips steady. When the panting increased, I used my hands to spread her pussy lips apart. I heard some frustration in her groans now, and looked up at her eyes to see her watching me. She was pinching and tugging on both her nipples now, caressing her own breasts. Her brow was furrowed, and she bit her lip.

“Oh God, Paul, don’t tease me… don’t tease… make me cum, please…” There it was – her begging, panting voice. It sent shivers down my own spine. I pushed one of my fingers into her slippery pussy, and attacked her clit with my tongue, flicking it around and pulling it between my lips. The reaction was nearly instantaneous. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… AHHHH!!” Her breathing stopped, she tensed up, her back arching up off the cushions. Her eyes were pinched shut, little whimpers over and over. “Uh, uh, uh, hmm, mm, mm, yes!” Once again, it seemed that my licking became too much, because she tugged on my hair to pull me up her body. Sliding up, I snuck a kiss on each breast before I found her waiting lips.

“How… was… that… my… goddess?” I asked between kisses.

“God, tasting myself… on your lips… is so hot!” Her hands roamed over my back, pulling on my ass again, just like earlier. “Fuck me, please… push into… YESSS!” She hissed as I entered her, pushing fully into her in one thrust. “Uhh, you feel so good in me!”

“Weren’t you supposed to fuck me?” I felt emboldened, swearing – something I rarely did. But asking her that seemed to light a fire in her eyes, for she pushed on my chest, up and off of her. I slid out of her as she continued pushing until I was once again on my back. She crawled onto me, straddling my hips, grasping my cock and aiming it at her wet pussy.

“Then prepare to be fucked!” And with that, she slid down, all the way. She hissed with pleasure, and proceeded to grind her hips on me. It was such a beautiful sight, watching her hips roll back and forth, feeling her hot wetness sliding up and down my shaft. “Ah God, so good,” she moaned. I reached up and cupped one of her breasts, feeling its weight in my hands. I rolled the nipple lightly between my fingers. “Paul, oh, Paul…” She was moaning as she rolled her hips in a steady rhythm. It felt so good; I didn’t think I’d be this hard, this quickly after her amazing blowjob.