Chapter 4
At the door to her house, George took the key and unlocked the door. Erica went in first, turned around and melted into his arms. He put his arms around her and kicked the door shut. She pulled his hands down and put them under her short skirt. His hands felt hot against her bare ass cheeks.
She gurgled into his mouth, a naughty sound that expressed precisely how she felt, and ground her prominent mound against his cock. She felt wanton and mischievous and hornier than a Texas longhorn.
She put her feet on top of his and they stumbled into the living room, laughing drunkenly-more from lust than wine. She held him in an unrelenting embrace and kissed him exuberantly, hungrily, without inhibition. She nearly shoved her tongue all the way down his throat. He fondled her sumptuous bare ass and ground his crotch against hers as he returned her kiss her with equal fervor.
"Damn!" he breathed, licking her lips tenderly. "When you make up your mind, you don't waste time, do you?"
She tilted her head back and looked into his eyes. "I love to fuck, George. I don't fuck a guy just because he buys me a nice dinner and holds the door for me. I have to like him. And I like you." She chuckled sexily. "Besides, champagne really turns me on. After two or three glasses, I'm ready to fuck the whole world. I think I drank a whole bottle of the delicious stuff tonight."
"I'll bring along a case of the stuff next time," he laughed.
"Tell me what you're going to do to me!" she whispered, darting her tongue in and out of his mouth.
"Why don't I start by licking you inside and out and see where that leads?" he teased. He unzipped her dress and pushed it off her shoulders.
"I love being licked," she said breathlessly. She kissed him passionately. She kept her lips plastered to his as he worked the dress over her hips.
He pushed her back and looked at her. "Damn," he whispered. "I've never been out with a woman who didn't wear panties at least. I love it." He caressed her magnificent tits lovingly.
"My bedroom is down the hall on the right," she whispered.
She gave him another torrid kiss and began to back up. He put his hands on her shapely hips and guided her to the bedroom. Small lamps with blue bulbs on each side of the bed gave off just the right amount of light for a seductive setting.
She felt the back of her legs hit the bed and broke the kiss. She sat down and looked at him flirtatiously, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Show me your tongue. I want to see if you really can lick me inside and out."
He stuck his tongue all the way out and waggled it at her. "What do you think? The way you've flaunted your sexuality all night has given it extra strength."
She cocked her head to side and grinned. "Are you saying that I'm acting like a wanton woman?"
"Yes. And you know it."
"Sure, but a girl likes to hear that her efforts have been noticed," she giggled.
"You're something else," he laughed. He began to undress quickly, tossing his clothes every which way as he tore them off.
"You'd better believe it, baby! You've never met a woman like me." She rotated on her ass and lay back on the bed with her legs open and her arms folded under her head to lift and emphasize her lavish tits. "You're looking at prime pussy, wet and ready."
He stood tall and straight, with his hands on his hips. His rugged rod stood out proudly, pulsating with the beat of his heart. He gazed lovingly at her voluptuous body, and his blood burned as it raced through his veins.
"Fabulous," he whispered reverently.
"You say the nicest things," she murmured. She took a deep breath and arched her back to lift her stunning tits a little higher, accent them a little more. Posing naked for his admiring eyes thrilled her, added to her stimulation.
He lay down on his side, facing her. She turned to face him and reached for his cock. She ran her hand all over the tool, trying to deduce its shape by touch alone. She gave up with a deep sigh of resignation.
"That didn't sound like a sigh of contentment," he said, feeling a little defensive.
"I was trying to tell how your cock is shaped by feel alone, but I can't."
"So? That still doesn't explain the sigh."
"A cock with a beautifully shaped head makes me all squishy inside."
"Maybe you'd better not look at it," he said. "You might decide you don't like it and kick me out of bed. Then I'd have to go home frustrated."
"Oh, baby, don't be silly! Of course, I won't kick you out of bed. Not right now, anyway," she giggled. "I want to fuck as badly as you do. I'm not saying that I won't like fucking you, or that I won't cum really hard, as I always do. I just want to take a close look at your cock."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to take a chance," he said as he rolled onto his back.
She rolled over and sat up by his hip. She peered intently at his rampant rod for a few moments.
"Want a magnifying glass?" he quipped.
"Not hardly, dear! Anyone who can't see this lovely thing with the naked eye is blind." She ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge at the base of the head. "Outstanding," she muttered. She wrapped her fist around the bare knob and rotated her hand. "Mmmmmm, sensational. Much better than I expected, to be honest."
"Thank you. I'm glad you like it. It's the only one I've got."
"I adore it," she whispered affectionately. She bent over, kissed the tip of the sensitive flesh, then ran her tongue all the way around the head. "I always cum when I have a cock in me, but a cock like yours makes me cum even harder."
"God, I sure hit the jackpot tonight!"
Erica chuckled and kissed his cockhead again. She leaned to her left and kissed him on the mouth. "Now, I believe you said something about licking me inside and out."
"You can go right ahead with what you're doing. I don't mind."
"I'll suck you later, dear. Maybe I'll even use the way you lick me as an example of how well I suck you."
"I have a feeling that you know only one way to suck cock," he teased. "Superbly."
Her passion was running in high gear. If being out on the town with a suave, sexy guy was fun, being at home in bed with him, naked and ready to fuck, was tremendous.
George took her by the shoulders and put her on her back again. He believed in quality, unhurried foreplay, in building a woman's passions to the ultimate before fucking her. Erica thought his promise to lick her inside and out was just talk. She expected him to lick her nipples, give her pussy a few half-hearted licks, then fuck her.
He straddled her thighs without putting any weight on her legs. His cock lay along the silky flesh of her inner thighs and the head nestled into the thick thatch of hair covering her crotch. He bent down and brushed the tip of his tongue along each side of her neck. He sucked her ear lobes, licked her cheeks, and the front of her throat.
It dawned on her that he really meant to lick her all over. She shivered with bliss. "You wacky, kinky bastard," she giggled happily. "I love it!" She tilted her head back so his tongue could tickle her under the chin. The unique experience made her nipples tighten and her pussy tingle. Goose bumps sprang up all over her body. Her insides turned into a quivering mass of thrilling sensations.
He licked across her left shoulder and down the top of her arm with long, light strokes of his tongue. He licked the underside of her arm, her armpit, and between her majestic tits. Starting at her left nipple, he swirled his tongue in widening circles, leaving a trail of glistening saliva to the bottom of the fleshy globe. He started at her right shoulder and repeated the process, ending up at the base of her right tit.
He continued down her body, zeroing in on her belly button. He -rimmed the diminutive hole and the goose bumps on her belly got bigger. He stripped off her hose and licked her hips, her thighs, and all the way to her toes.
He crossed her ankles and gently rolled her onto her stomach. He tickled the soles of her feet and the backs of her knees with the tip of his wiggly tongue. When he reached the swell of her ass, he startled her by pulling the alluring cheeks apart and licking her asshole. She nearly jumped out of her skin. No one had ever treated her to such kinky pleasure. He was treating her body like a sensuous smorgasbord, meticulously savoring every part of it, showing a genuine fondness for every curve and hollow and swell. She loved it!
He licked up her spine. When he reached the base of her neck, she pushed herself onto her elbows and let her head drop forward. He brushed her wild mane of hair away and licked the nape of her neck.
"Now," he whispered in her ear, "I will tickle your belly button. From the inside!"
She moaned loudly and her breath escaped in a sibilant hiss. She started to turn over again. He put one hand in the middle of her back and pushed her back down on her stomach. He slid down between her legs, pulled her onto her knees and spread her buttocks. He began to lick her from the top of her slit to the end of the deep gorge between her ass cheeks.
She whimpered. With pleasure, not pain. The startling assault of his tongue on her pussy and ass from the rear thrilled her to the core. He could ram his cock in her back door or her pussy, and she would thank him profusely.
She felt like a minx in heat, titillated in the most imperceptible nerve in her body. She didn't know how much more of the unique stimulation she could take before she went crazy. But it would be fun to find out. And what woman in her right mind would willingly call a halt to such exceptional, mind blowing loving?
He rolled onto his back and stuck his head between her legs. He pulled her sultry snatch down to his mouth, held her hips in a firm grasp, and rolled her over onto her back. He rose to his knees and pushed her legs nearly straight out from her hips.