Chapter 3
Gil wanted some more action, and he felt that it was his turn to provide Betty with some great tongue sensations.
He reached out with his tongue, driving it inside her mouth. He let his tongue spin as he matched her every stab. Betty enjoyed his swift movements, and she came right back with some penetrating stabs of her own. Together they worked themselves into a wild state of excitement.
As he kept plunging his tongue against hers, Gil reached out with both hands. His sweaty, trembling fingers went to work against her breasts. He held on sharply to her breasts, and as his fingers kept pushing and clutching against her warm flesh, his tongue kept on driving as it made steady contact with her tongue.
When Gil finally removed his tongue from Betty's mouth, he could see from the way her body was quivering just how badly she needed some additional tongue action. He remembered how good a job she had done sucking his ass-hole and his cock. He knew that he would just have to return the same kind of action. He thought about how difficult it usually was to get his wife to go all the way with him. This girl was different. With Betty there was never any doubt. When she was ready, she was willing to go all the way.
He dropped his tongue downward toward her buttocks. He went to work with his blazing tongue, allowing it to collide with her left ass cheek. Back and forth he drove his tongue, and as he did, he worked his fingers up and down her legs. He held on sharply, clutching his fingers against her thighs as he sucked her buttocks. A few sweeping stabs later, Gil removed his tongue from her hot butt. He let it penetrate against her other ass cheek. Ever so convincingly he asserted his tongue, driving it with skill and passion against her ass cheek. All the while her hips and legs moved back and forth. She heaved an occasional deep sigh and every once in a while her body would quiver with more decisiveness. She was receiving some beautiful sensations from his tongue as Gil kept up his swift pace.
A few moments later, Gil removed his tongue from her ass cheek. He let it drive toward her anus. Ever so enjoyably, he attacked her hot ass-hole. He pushed and plunged his tongue against her anus, grinding it hard and fast, letting it penetrate against her ass-hole. As he kept up his sharp, determined tongue strides, Gil reached down with both hands. He grabbed hold of her thighs, and the quicker that he stroked them, the greater the state of enthusiasm he projected himself into. He longed to please his beautiful lover in every way, and the faster that he let his tongue stab and twist inside her anus, the greater the level of excitement that the two of them felt.
His tongue kept pushing rapidly and deeply into her anus, and now he was driving it hard and fast into her rectum. He wanted to give her every benefit as he continued sucking, pushing his tongue into her hot ass-hole as he drove her ever closer to the state of orgasm. While his tongue kept on attacking her with blinding enthusiasm, pushing deep inside her anus, he reached out with his right hand and let his fingers stab against her pussy. Enthusiastically he worked, driving swiftly, pushing inside her hot snatch as she felt the waves of enthusiasm circulating through her whole body.
His fingers began stabbing more quickly than before as he kept driving them inside her mound. All the while he continued his ass sucking. A few strokes later, Gil could see the great progress he was making. As his fingers kept flinging ever so deeply inside of her pussy, he could feel the wetness of her mound. Also, her legs began trembling more rapidly than before. He knew that he had his beautiful lover on the verge, and pretty soon he would just have to go to work with his tongue inside her snatch.
A few moments later Gil removed his tongue from Betty's ass-hole. As her now-sweaty body twisted back and forth, he sank his tongue against her left thigh. He could feel the warm sweat as he worked his tongue up and down her smooth, creamy leg. He asserted it quickly, letting it dart and stab against her thigh as he pushed her ever nearer to the point of blazing climax. His fingers kept on penetrating skillfully inside her pussy, and all the while he tongued her thigh, working with great skill as he sucked.
His saliva penetrated against her left leg, and pretty soon Gil was going to work against her right thigh. He kept up the same level of spirited activity, putting everything he had into his tongue strides, pushing and plunging with his tongue against her thigh. A few stabs later, Gil knew she was ready to have her pussy lining sucked out. He had brought her to that point, and now he was intent upon finishing the job.
Gil removed his tongue from her thigh and planted it inside her pussy. With a few quick, decisive strokes he asserted his tongue against her clitoris. That brought her to a state of great enthusiasm. He kept working his tongue, driving it fast against her mound. He could tell from the way that her whole body was twisting just how much she was responding to his swift, dedicated movements. While his tongue kept on twisting and gliding as it worked inside her hot snatch, Gil reached out with both hands and ran his fingers against her curvaceous buttocks. He plunged his fingers against them several times, then let them slide up and down her legs. He paid particularly close attention to her thighs, which he grabbed ever so tightly. All the while his tongue kept gliding as it pushed deep inside her mound. The faster and more intensely that he pushed, the quicker in turn that she responded. Her whole body kept on twisting under the steady impetus of his tongue stabs as he drove her that much closer to orgasm.
A few strokes later, she was ready to juice. He kept up his hot, throbbing tongue efforts, working her ever closer to a beautiful orgasm.
"Bring me off," she exclaimed. "Drive your tongue fast. Come on. Really work at it."
He liked the fact that Betty was that turned on. It made it so much easier to provide her with beautiful sex. Gil knew that it took two to make a great fuck. Unless the parties could vibrate with one another in a meaningful way, they would never be able to attain the heights of great passion. But that was what they were doing at that moment in time.
The quicker that his tongue unfurled as it pushed around inside of her moist mound, the nearer that he drew her to orgasm. He kept pushing with his hot tongue, driving it deep inside her box, stabbing with great skill as he pushed and plunged her that much closer to that beautiful moment when the juices would shoot from her pussy. Keep it going," she said. "You've got the system. You know how to turn me on. Just finish the job."
His fingers kept gliding around Betty's buttocks. He loved touching her hot ass cheeks, which inspired him all the more as he worked his tongue inside her snatch.
A few exhilarating strokes later, he just about had her ready to juice. So he instinctively knew it was time to work his tongue even faster than before. He kept driving it, pushing it deep inside her gash as Gil sucked her mound. A few strokes later, he knew, she would be there. He was determined to keep up his pace, to slide his tongue skillfully inside her box as he worked her that much closer. Several blazing tongue stabs later, her buttocks were twisting more rapidly than before. He knew that he had her, and was determined to keep up his skillful pace until the droplets of juice had shot from her mound.
"Here we go," she sighed at one point.
A few seconds later, the juices shot from her pussy. He kept pushing and plunging with his tongue, swallowing every droplet of the joy juice that shot from her snatch. He slapped at her buttocks, then grabbed hold of her thighs as the juices spilled shot into his mouth. A few strokes later, he removed his tongue from her blazing snatch. It made him feel great to know that he had brought her to the ultimate moment of climax.
When Gil finished off the suck, he noticed that Betty's body was still trembling. She looked even sexier with her face a little on the red side, sweat pouring down both sides of it, and her hair a little mussed up from all of the action. It made her look like an intense woman who enjoyed fucking, and she had a fiery look in her eyes as he got set to go into the next phase of their physical activity.
"Bring me off again," she said. "Do you mind sucking me a second time?"
"You sexy girls are really something," Gil laughed. "A guy can suck you a number of times and you keep right on juicing."
"You're not kidding. So come on, baby. You can go back and suck me again. You won't mind that, will you?"
"I guess I can bear up under it," he laughed.
"Please do it. I've got to juice again. I really need it badly. I need your sucking. Go after me. Drive your tongue inside my pussy."
Gil knew that his wife wouldn't be gone for very long. Soon he would have to become the dutiful husband and he was only too well aware that this might be his only chance with Betty. He had admired her from a distance for so long, but never had it occurred to him that he could actually get inside her panties. Now he was doing it, and even if he never got to fuck her again he would always carry with him the beautiful memories of their spirited activity this particular afternoon. He felt like attacking the situation like it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she wanted another pussy suck, then he would be more than willing to satisfy her.
He nodded, saying nothing. She knew exactly what to expect. He was going to fuck her with everything he had, and she was ever so ready to allow him to do it.
Gil reached down with both hands, sliding his fingers against her buttocks once more. He pushed and stabbed with his fingers, sliding them against her hot ass cheeks. He held on ever so firmly, and as he did, he pushed his tongue forward. He let it penetrate inside her pussy. He worked his tongue with great desire, letting it plunge and stab inside her mound. Her hips kept on dancing back and forth as he attacked her once more, letting his tongue drive ever so deeply inside her pussy. As Gil's tongue continued to attack her mound with great rapidity, he pushed her ever so closely to the point of orgasm. His tongue kept pushing and penetrating as he drove it deep inside her love pit. The quicker that Gil asserted his tongue, the faster that her hips wiggled as he kept charging with his tongue, pushing it deeply inside her box.
She was gasping loudly once again. Gil knew that he had her right where he wanted her, close to the verge of climax. So he planted his tongue into her as deeply as he knew how, sliding it with great skill as he pushed it inside her pussy. A few swift stabs later, Gil recognized how closely she was drawing. He was growing accustomed to the scent of her musky mound, and as his tongue kept tearing deeply inside her moist snatch, Gil felt that much greater a degree of achievement. This was an occasion he would never forget, and he wanted to instill in Betty a feeling that she was with a man who really thought a good deal of her.
His tongue kept on converging against her hot snatch. Her hips ground back and forth as he asserted his tongue against her pussy, penetrating deep against her mound as she came that much closer to climax.
"Keep penetrating," she said. "You've really got me going. Bring me off. Come on, let your tongue sweep against my snatch. Really let yourself go. Suck me. Drive your tongue into my mound. Come on, bring me off."
Her hips bounced up and down. She heaved louder gasps than ever as Gil kept up his flaming pace, pushing his tongue ever so deeply into her passion pit. A few strokes later, he reached out and gripped his fingers around her thighs. He held on sharply for a few strokes, released his fingers from her thighs, then began to slap at them. He kept it up until her thighs began to redden ever so slightly. But all the while Gil kept up his swift pace, driving his tongue deep inside her, working it rapidly against her hot snatch. A few quick strokes later, the juices were ready to shoot from her mound. As her hips wiggled, the juices shot from her. She heaved a deep sigh. All the while he kept up his sucking pace, driving his tongue, working it inside her passionate box as the juices bolted from her.
"You're really doing it," she said gratefully. "You've got such a nice tongue. Keep it working. Go after every drop. I want you to collect every bit. What a suck! This is so nice. Your tongue is good. It's great."
He slapped at her thighs a few more times, then suddenly released his tongue from her mound. He had sucked her to climax and had enjoyed every beautiful stroke.