Chapter 16

A few minutes after Mike's second explosion, Sarah got dressed and left.

She kissed both of us tenderly before de-parting.

I figured that Mike more than-likely had had his share of sex by that time, but I was wrong. Even though his cock had exploded twice, once up my ass-hole and the other time up Sarah's, that wasn't enough. His tongue was alive with excitement.

"I love you, baby, I really dig being around you," Mike said. "I need more sensations."

He started by giving me a few hot lip kisses. He then worked his tongue inside my mouth, letting it splash against mine time and again. Without letup he continued the fervent tongue kisses. He kept on stabbing his tongue against mine with increasing frequency, stepping up the action, keeping up the level of blazing activity until he finally decided that it was time to go to another level of sucking.

His next move was to slip his tongue inside my left ear.

The tongue began to exercise itself against my earlobe, and the longer he kept up the fluid movements, the more accustomed I became to the sensations.

"This is something new, honey, and I really like it," I said. "Keep your tongue working."

The tongue maintained a blistering level of activity inside my left ear. After he had worked it into my left ear for quite some time, he quickly switched the level of activity over to my right.

He seemed to have a sixth sense about knowing just what would make me excited, and the longer he kept up the fierce level of passionate activity, the more eager I became for some hot action inside my pussy.

My blazing snatch was erupting with a sense of anxiety from the hot stabs his tongue directed consistently inside my ears.

Once he completed some hot licks within my ear, he started his tongue against my left breast.

He gnawed on my tit with his teeth a few times, then switched to the sucking, after which he reverted back to more nibbling.

The alternate nibbling and sucking pushed me into an exhilarated state. He kept on driving his tongue, then, after he had succeeded in getting me acclimated to that type of activity, would move back to the nibbling.

He decided that his next course of action would be to suck my thighs, so he worked his tongue over to my left thigh.

He ran his tongue up inside my creamy thigh, enjoying the flow of activity. He then got busy with his teeth, nibbling on my thigh. The longer that he kept up the action, the more incredible I couldn't help but find his pace to be.

After all, I would have thought that, following a second orgasm, that would be it. But he wasn't about to stop until he had succeeded in making me shoot one more time. These fervent tongue efforts, Iknew, were directed toward one objective, that of getting me hot so that he could put his tongue to work inside my box.

While his tongue consistently darted against my thigh, he used his fingers on my buttocks, grabbing my ass cheeks and pinching them.

Even though it stung a little to have him pinching my buttocks, I still enjoyed it. I liked the fast, furious flow of activity, and the longer that he continued his efforts, the more impatient I could observe him becoming.

There was something in the intensity with which he squeezed my buttocks that indicated to me he would soon be turning his tongue loose inside my box.

I certainly wasn't wrong. He parted my creamy, saliva-ridden thighs, that he had sucked on for so long, then plunged his head in between my legs.

He picked up the scent of my wet mound, then worked his tongue around my moist pussy hairs.

His tongue generated steam quickly. The longer he worked it scorchingly around my passionate pit, the closer I found myself looming toward orgasm.

"Keep up the blistering pace," I encouraged, "keep your hot tongue in my box. Drive it in-side me, darling."

As he worked his tongue feverishly within my passion pit, he reached out with his right index finger and began to probe inside my ass-hole.

With the utmost in determination he accelerated his movements, driving his finger higher and faster inside my ass-hole.

Soon he was plunging his finger all the way into my rectum. As he stabbed and plunged, he commenced to suck my pussy that much more quickly.

It was apparent that he had me right where he wanted me. My whole blistering body was shaking, and sweat began to surface under my arms and on my forehead.

As the sweat began to trickle down both sides of my face, he plunged his finger more earnestly than ever, driving it into my rectum forcefully, sucking my pussy all the while, pushing me ever closer to the precipice of orgasmic delight.

A few hot, surging stabs later, I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Keep it up, oh, I'm going, going, going, going," I exclaimed, "eat it, honey, eat my goo, go after my passionate juices. Oh, yes, my darling, go ahead and suck. I want you to suck, darling, eat every drop."

My legs kicked up high into the air. Up and down my buttocks bounced atop the bed, and as I heard the jangling of the bedsprings, I continued to explode my juices into his mouth.

He kept up the fervent finger stabs until he had collected the last few droplets of juice, after which he released his tongue from my pussy.

When he released his tongue, he reached out with his right hand and let his fingers come into contact with my sweaty brow.

"I guess it's time for us to wrap it up," he laughed.

"I suppose so. One thing's for sure; I'm gonna get a good night's sleep."

"Me, too. We probably didn't finish any too soon. The folks will be home."

"I know. That's all we need is to get caught in the act."

"Other people aren't as understanding as we are," he smiled, getting up from the bed.

I watched him as he began to put on his shorts. I admired the firm, trim lines of his body.

I couldn't help but think that I had the handsomest, most desirable brother on the face of the earth.

And he was my fucking partner any time that we were able to get together.