When I got back to my room, Ella was already lying down, probably already asleep, so I moved quietly, put on a pair of clean panties, and lay down as well. It was hard to sleep, but I did eventually doze off into fitful dreams. In my dreams, I was kissing Ella all over and she was moaning with pleasure.
When I awoke, it was about 4 a.m. and Ella was sleeping deeply, her chest rising and falling in the gentle rhythm of her breathing. Because of my dreams, I was very aroused and my sex was wet with my own secretions. I thought to reach down to my sex and relieve myself while looking at Ella in the dim light that shone in through the window. As I started to lightly caress my lower lips, I leaned across the bed and put my cheek near Ella’s face. I wanted to feel her breath as I masturbated.
As she slept so soundly, I thought, just a touch would be ok, so I turned my head to directly face her and then, like a feather, I touched my lips against hers. They were so soft and warm. Everything I had ever dreamed of. I kissed them again, and wanting just a little more, I extended my tongue and lightly ran it between her lips.
In her sleep, my tongue must have felt like an insect and without waking, she turned her head and licked her lips. For just a brief moment, our tongues touched and it sent shivers up and down my body. I backed away, fearful that I had gone too far and woken her, but she just continued her slow calm breathing, so my courage returned.
I kissed Ella again, still softly because too much pressure would surely awaken her. Then I kissed her chin, and moved down to the spot at the base of her neck. My heart thumped in my chest and my arousal made me bold, so I started to move down, one inch at a time, placing a delicate kiss at each place I paused. When I reached the point directly between her breasts, I had to make a decision. Up to this point, it could just be called affectionate kisses. If I moved left or right, it would be sexual and in defiance of God’s laws.
I hesitated, fearful of what would happen if Ella awoke while I was on her breast and fearful of God’s wrath, but the devil was in control now. I slowly started kissing my way towards the rosy pink nipple that lay only inches away. When I first touched the areola with my lips, the texture of her skin was so different. From warm, it went to hot. From silky smooth, it went to rough and bumpy. I felt the nipple rise to form a firm round bud that I carefully explored with my tongue. I waited to see if Ella showed signs of waking, and when she didn’t, I gently took the nipple in my mouth.
At first I just held the bud of flesh, feeling its hardness and tasting its slightly salty tang. Then, gathering my nerve, I began to suck. It was marvelous. I ran my finger around my clit while gently sucking the breast that I had longed for so badly. My body was on fire, my sex was alive and throbbing, and my soul was in consternation.
After several minutes of this magical feeling, I released that prized nipple from my hungry mouth and started kissing down the underside of Ella’s breast. I moved back to center and kissed a little lower each time. I decided to go to the belly button and stop there, so when I found the button, I kissed all around it and painted circles of saliva with my tongue. I even explored the inside, careful not to awaken my love.
One more kiss under the belly button, and then, maybe just one more, an inch lower. One more, and then one more, and then one more. I would stop at the waistband of her panties, but then I felt a soft fuzz brush against my lips. Confused, I kissed a little lower, looking for the edge of the cotton material. Instead, the fuzz got thicker and changed to short wisps of hair. I let my tongue explore this patch by kissing and licking, kissing and licking, always moving just a fraction of an inch downward.
The hair thickened and then, my tongue felt a cleft. Ella had not worn any panties to bed and my tongue was now at the point where her feminine lips joined at the top of her mound. I felt like I might faint. The fragrance of her sex was now strong and increased as I continued to kiss and lick ever closer to the opening of her womb. I used my tongue to carefully part her delicate folds and the heat coming from her crotch was stoking the fire within me.
At this point, I just wanted one more thing and I would return to my spot on the bed, satisfied both sexually and emotionally. I just wanted to taste my love.
I shifted down a little on the bed and raised my head to get a better angle. Ella shifted just slightly, spreading her legs just enough to give me the access I needed. Whether this was my good luck, or her body subconsciously responding to my touches, I didn’t know, but neither did I care. I leaned in until my nose touched Ella’s thigh and my lips touched hers. Then I extended my tongue pushing aside her inner lips and probed for the hole that led to the center of her womanhood.
When my tongue found the entrance it sought, it was slick with Ella’s juices. They were sweet and salty and present in copious amounts. I moved my tongue through them and pulled them back into my mouth to savor the full taste and texture. Over and over my tongue went from the source of the nectar to the roof of my mouth as I drank in my lover’s juices. I sucked as best I could to capture as many of her secretions as possible, simultaneously fingering my clit but being careful not to cum.
Then I heard Ella moan softly in her sleep and shift slightly. It was time. Before everything went awry, it was time to retreat. I gave Ella’s sex one last tender kiss and started to draw back.
“No! You can’t stop now! Please don’t stop. Please. I’ll die if you don’t finish,” a pleading voice whispered in the darkness. I felt a hand on my shoulder, gently pressing me back towards Ella’s thighs. “Please, finish what you started. Don’t leave me like this. I need you to finish,” she begged.
Shocked, all I could say was, “You want me to..”
“I’ve waited for this for so long. I’ve waited for you to be ready, but I can’t wait any longer. Please keep doing what you were doing. I was so close. Take me over the edge Hailey. I’ve waited for you all this time. I haven’t let anyone make me cum because I wanted it to be you. Let it be now. I’m aching for you to touch me like that again. Please.”
I felt her hand move from my shoulder to the back of my head and then gentle pressure compelling me to return my mouth to her sex. I didn’t really need any convincing and I eagerly lowered myself and opened my mouth to engulf as much of her tender warm flesh as I could. No longer worried about waking my lover, I explored deeply with my tongue and now used my hands to massage Ella’s breasts, belly, and thighs.
“Move down,” she whispered. “Down to the end of the bed.” After I shifted position, Ella raised and then spread her knees, completely opening her sex up to me. “Now use your tongue, up and down gently. Not too hard and not right on my clit. It’s way too sensitive right now. Just circles around it.”
I was no expert on bringing a woman to orgasm using my mouth, but Ella guided me, told me what she wanted, and held me back when I was being too forceful. She could have cum right away, but after waiting for this moment for so long, she wanted it to last.
I had forgotten about fingering myself as I was completely focused on Ella’s pleasure, but amazingly, and without touching my sex, I felt several small orgasms wash over me while I was eating Ella’s pussy. It was so mentally stimulating that I came just on the erotic high and sensations of my lips on hers and my nipples rubbing against the sheets. It was amazing.
Eventually, Ella’s legs began to tremble and her breathing became rapid and shallow. As she got closer to her release, the trembling became violent. Only her ongoing words of encouragement and her grinding her sex into my lips reassured me that she was OK and that was just in the throes of an intense orgasm. It lasted for minutes and I had two small orgasms of my own during her major one.
When it was done, she was exhausted and I couldn’t feel my lips or tongue. We both needed a break so I moved up alongside her and we held each other like the lovers we were. We kissed and giggled and whispered endearments to each other. It was the happiest time of my life, as though a hopeless dream had actually come true and there was nothing left to want.
Ella said that it was my turn and that I should open my sex to her and she would give me the pleasure I had given her, but I said no.
“I just want to lie with you like this Ella. I just want you to hold me, and kiss me, and tell me you love me, and that’s everything I want right now. We can have more sex later. This moment is too perfect to let go of.”
report Ella smiled and lay back down. “OK, but in the morning, it’s payback time,” she teased. We embraced and eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms.
In the morning when we awoke, Ella made good on her promise. She was like a craftsman and I was her tool. She knew so much about giving me pleasure that I felt like a novice by comparison. I am sure she touched every inch of my body, much of it with her lips and tongue. She even used her sex to stimulate me and when I came, it was explosive. She gave me a more intense orgasm than I had ever imagined. Surely God could not have made such pleasure possible and then made it a sin. How could our love for each other be evil? It was all founded in the truest love one could find on God’s good earth.
We finally got dressed and went down to the kitchen to eat. Everyone was already out and about except Rosanne. While we were making our breakfast of toast and tea, Rosanne kept giving us sideways looks and odd smiles.
“Why do you keep looking at me out of the side of your face? What’s up with you today?” I asked Rosanne, a little annoyed at her attitude.
“You two finally consummate this love affair you’ve been having?” she asked boldly.
I’m sure I blushed a dark shade of red and replied, as casually as I could, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Have you lost your senses?”
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