Chapter 11

Aaron stood on the floor between Libby's legs and fondled her tits with both hands, mashing the big mounds together, kneading them, toying with her nipples. "Such beautiful, delicious tits," he murmured, his hands gliding over and around the ivory-smooth globes with a feathery touch.

"Lick them," she urged breathlessly.

"Your nipples are very sensitive, aren't they?"

"Oh, yes," she exclaimed softly, the excitement from his tantalizing caresses making her heart beat faster.

He fondled the grand, firm mounds as his tongue danced on the very tip of one fat, turgid nipple, as light as a butterfly landing on a delicate flower, then over the other.

"You teasing devil," she murmured. His touch sent sparks of carnal pleasure surging through her, and her nipples inflated until she thought they would burst. "Bite them, baby, gnaw on them until they hurt!" Her tits swelled at least another cup size. "God, my tits feel like two big balloons overfilled with water."

"They look like it, too," he teased.

He surrounded one areola with a full-mouthed, soft kiss and very, very lightly tickled the hard tip with his tongue. She squirmed with exhilaration and moaned deep in her chest as she put one hand behind his head and pressed his face into the resilient flesh of her tit. Her other hand slid down the front of his body and gently fondled his hefty cock with feather-light touches.

He sucked and licked both rock-hard nipples, going slowly from one to the other as his hand skimmed over her taut belly and came to rest on the puffy lips of her twat. He rolled her clitoris under the tip of one finger, and she writhed and humped and moaned.

"Eating you is a pleasure I wouldn't miss for the world," he said softly. "Now, it's your turn to talk to me. Tell me if you want me to lick you a particular way." He grinned. "I'm a damn good clit licker, but I don't object to guidance. If I don't get it right the first time, I'll keep trying until I do."

He leaned over and nuzzled his mouth into her lush slit and his tongue snaked out and burrowed into the sumptuous, appetizing flesh of her box, and the tip roved leisurely over her prominent clitoral hood, coaxing her superb love stud to come out and play. Her sumptuous nether lips gaped, inviting his tongue in as he probed the honey-slick well of her cunt and licked up her delicious nectar.

She whimpered with pleasure and threw her legs over his shoulders and hunched her cunt at his mouth. "Ooohhh, Aaron, your tongue feels so good, baby," she gasped, her breathing ragged. "I love the way you lick pussy."

He licked her succulent gash, then drew her oversize clit between his lips and sucked gently as his tongue rambled over and around the hypersensitive stub.

"Oh, Aaron, baby, I'm cumming," she gasped.

He stayed at her clit, driving her into the frenzy of orgasm, her hips bucking and twisting so violently, he had to grab her foxy rear end to keep her from getting away.

She sat up and caressed his head and cooed, "Oh, baby, that was terrific."

"Want to go another round?"

"Oh, baby, do I ever!" She flopped onto her back and spread her legs so wide they stuck straight out from her hips.

His eyes caressed her every curve, relishing every nook and cranny of her exciting body. "God, you look so fucking sexy," he said softly.

His tongue flickered over her sensitive love button like a moth fluttering around a hot flame, barely touching the delicate fold of pink flesh. Her hips came up off the bed and she pushed his head down. His tongue dipped avidly into her well of passion and her body jerked as though jolted by a powerful surge of electricity.

"Oh, baby," she moaned, "lick my clit! Make it feel good!"

Without touching any other part of her body, he put the tip of his tongue on her clit. She bucked and spasmed at once, even before he started vibrating his tongue. When he did begin to oscillate it, her movements became wilder and more tumultuous.

He brought her off twice, and when she reached the peak of her second climax, he split her pussy lips with his big knob and shoved about half of his thick shaft into her spastic channel, then fucked her powerfully, stretching her cunt wide open, loosening her more with each thrust.

She accepted his stalwart lance with a deep grunt of greeting and began to shake, rattle and roll, fucking back at him, cumming harder than ever. She had reached the heavenly plateau where anything, everything, would magnify her pleasure and her orgasms came one after the other, overlapping, an incessant string of contractions.

Abruptly, he yanked his cock out of her, backed away and flipped her over onto her stomach. Instinctively, she struggled to her hands and knees and stuck her ass in the air.

"I can take you in my ass," she muttered. "Gene fucks me there all the time."

"Later," he said, "after dinner."

He knelt behind her with his legs folded under him, his buttocks resting on his heels, his knees between her legs, took her by the hips and pulled her ass back and down, and she skewered herself on his prick as she sank down until her shapely ass nestled in his lap.

Happy to have the freedom of movement she desired, she rocked slowly back and forth and shook her ass from side to side, fucking herself on his prick. She didn't start cumming again. She had never stopped, and every stroke of his cock increased her orgasmic pleasure.

Her eyes focused on the big mirror in front of her, and she had an eerie feeling of watching another girl gaily fucking herself to a fare-thee-well on an unseen cock. The candlelight flickering in the mirrors made the images waver and ripple, lending an air of surrealism to the scene, and watching herself ride a cock overjoyed her, made her orgasm more intense.

He let her fuck herself for a few minutes, then rose to his knees, put his arms around her and fondled her tits and fingered her clit as he fucked her with short, rapid strokes.

Another intensely dramatic orgasm ripped through her body, touching every nerve, turning her mind to mush and her muscles to a mass of quivering gelatin as she soared to nirvana, one big jiggety, supersensitive cunt, exulting in the mind-bending carnal exhilaration engulfing her.

He grabbed her hips and short-stroked her furiously and shot a load into her that would have been too much if it had been in her mouth. He pushed her flat and lay on top of her and kissed the back of her neck.

"Fantastic," she muttered.

"We'll take a bath, have dinner, then I'll fuck your ass. Is lobster and champagne okay for dinner?"

"Until this moment, I didn't even realize that I hadn't eaten," she laughed. "Lobster and champagne sounds wonderful."

He went to the bathroom and started the water, then came back and got her. She held his hand and stepped into the huge tub.

"Ummm, the water feels good." She dipped up a handful of water and sniffed it. "Smells like girl stuff to me."

"Well, you know how it is. A man of the world has to be prepared for any eventuality."

She sat down and said, "Oooooo, it's a whirlpool!"

He stepped in and sat by her. "Sit in the middle and face the wall, put your knees against the side of the tub and open your legs."

She slid into the middle of the tub and positioned herself, and her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, you sneaky devil!"

"Those are extra powerful jets, installed at just the right height to hit your pussy and tits. like it?"

She smiled dreamily. "Ummm, feels wonderful. Do you expect me to sit here until I cum?"

"Do you want to sit there until you cum?"

"Yeah, I think I do. I have one of those pulsing shower heads on a hose at home. I get myself off with it once in a while, but this is so different. The rush of water over my nipples really adds something. How many girls have you brought up here and treated to this, then fucked them?"

"I fucked you first," he said.

"Yeah, but I'm different. You knew you were going to fuck me. Maybe other girls need a little friendly persuasion. Do you have other tricks to help them make up their minds? Besides your gorgeous cock, I mean."

"A gentleman doesn't fuck and tell," he said. "If you want to find out if I have other tricks, you'll just have to come back often enough to find out."

"I just might do that, and bring some others along with me and we'll have an orgy."

"Will Gene do that?"

"He will if I ask him," she said quietly. "This is our first time fucking others, but it isn't going to be the last." Her face softened and she smiled dreamily. "It's working. Oh, boy, is it ever working! I've never felt anything like it. My clit feels wonderful."

"Good, I like to watch you cum. You're beautiful all the time, but when you cum, your face takes on an angelic quality."

"God, you're full of it," she whispered. "And I love it."

He slid behind her, put his legs outside her hips and his arms around her waist, and cradled her body. She leaned back against him, put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, lying in his arms, perfectly serene, murmuring and moaning softly as the powerful jet of water hitting her clit brought her off.

A few minutes later, she said, "Ummm, what a super way to cum. Totally relaxed, without worrying about a partner's orgasm."

"Don't you jack off?"

"Of course, quite often, but this is different. Thank you for not intruding by playing with my tits or trying to help me along. You're very perceptive."

"I like girls," he said simply.

"Yes, that is very obvious. Your knowledge and understanding are also very unusual. You aren't going to tell me how many girls you've fucked, are you? It has to be a lot, you didn't become such a sensitive lover by reading a book."

He slid away from her, picked up a big sponge and a bar of scented soap and began bathing her. "Be careful how you throw the word sensitive around. Real men aren't sensitive."

"Maybe not, but real lovers are. You and Gene are a lot a-like."

He bathed her gently, carefully, and when he came to her crotch, he used the sponge, then his soapy hand. He toyed with the lips of her pussy and her clit, and his hand left her love nest just before she came.

"Later," he said in response to her questioning look. "I want you to build up to it and cum really, really well."

"If I came any better, I'd lose my mind."

"Be that as it may, this is my show now. Relax and soak while I bathe."

"Should I sit in front of those jets again?"

"Could I stop you?"

"No," she laughed. "Hurry up and bathe. It won't take me long to cum, and I'm famished."