Chapter 3

“Please, Brian...” I moaned into his hot mouth.

Brian’s kisses moved from my mouth to my cheek, then my ear. I never knew how hot it was to have a man nibble on your ear, but this guy was driving me crazy! His mouth then moved onto my neck and down to my collarbone. He kissed his way to the middle of my chest and I groaned, knowing the next stop on the Turn-on Trail!

Because our apartment back home was always hot, even in winter, I didn’t wear pajamas or anything except on the coldest nights. And August in Columbus, Ohio does not fit into that category at all. In fact, that night it was even hotter than usual there, around 72 degrees I think. So I was sleeping in just my panties that night.

As Brian’s hot trailing kisses moved down my breastbone, my breathing and pulse rate both rocketed. I could feel my nipples hardening in anticipation and they were throbbing so much I thought they would burst.

But suddenly things went into overdrive as Brian’s mouth closed over one of those throbbing nipples and he began licking and chewing on my tender bits.

“OHHH!” I cried out both in surprise and in sheer bliss. Most of the guys I had been with (which wasn’t many) were there mostly for themselves so they homed in on my lower half and only used my tits as something to keep their hands occupied while their dicks did the work. But Brian had put all his efforts now on my tits and sensitive nipples and, for the time being at least, ignored the rest of me. It was a very pleasant and very sexy change of pace. Brian knew what he was doing too – his tongue lolled over and traced small circles around my nipples while they stretched and grew upwards like plants reaching for the sun. He paid attention to my sensitive areola surrounding the hard buds too and his hands kneaded and massaged my tits as well.

I had been given a very nice set of C-cup tits which because I was small (only five foot four inches tall and 114 lbs) made them look bigger. They sure attracted the guys! The problem was once my tits reeled them in, they went for my crotch instead of giving my “girls” their due attention! So to have a guy like Brian focus on my tits was an amazing experience.

I held his head in my hands, running my fingers through his thick dark hair as I guided him back and forth between my tits, moaning at the exquisite sensations he was causing. He curled his fingers into my creamy flesh one minute and cupped the mounds the next. Sometimes he would lick my nipples and sometimes he would suck them. Occasionally he would take them in his teeth and gently tug on them, which always brought a gasp from me. Brian knew just how to keep me off guard and surprise me at every turn and it kept my pussy drooling like a dog waiting for a steak!

He spent long luxurious moments loving on my tits and he could have stayed there all night. But he had other places that were waiting for him to visit and so regrettably he left my girls for a bit and continued moving down my hypersensed body. His trail of hot burning kisses picked up again and moved straight down my stomach stopping for a moment at my navel piercing. He licked the blue rhinestone (my birthday is in September and Mom got me a blue navel piercing for my birthday one year), then he took it in his teeth and tugged on it lightly a couple of times before kissing my belly button and moving on.

My moans and panting only got louder the further down he went. As he crossed the line between my hips, he stopped to move to each side and kiss my hip bones. Then he looked up at me and smiled. I nearly came right there – looking at him between my legs with that devilish you-ain’t- seen-nothing-yet smile made my breath stop and sent a shudder through me. I knew that if he was this good at what he had done so far, I was in real trouble when he got serious!

I was still wearing my panties up to now and this seemed a point of interest with him. Brian ran his fingertip under the edge of my panties lifting them slightly as he felt along the lacy edge. He did the waistband and the leg openings that way as if teasing me with his foreplay. Then he ran his finger around the wet spot that had grown larger the more he played with me.

“My my, little Sis had gotten very wet down here. I wonder ... are you horny?” he said, taunting me further.

“Yesss,” I hissed, “Oh please, Brian ... please!”

“Yes, I can smell your need, Sis. I can smell how much you want me. Your scent is delicious. Tell me, do you taste as good as you smell?”

Of the four or five guys that I’d had sex with up to now, only one of them had gone down on me and he wasn’t very good at it. He was awkward and not sure of what he was doing. It was hot at the time because I’d never experienced it before, but in retrospect, he was pretty pathetic at eating pussy!

Something told me that Brian was entirely different, however, and the fact that he asked me if I tasted good caused me to moan so loud I was afraid I would wake up Denise. I clamped my hand quickly over my loud mouth and looked at him wide-eyed.

He just smiled. “I guess I’ll just have to find out for myself, then,” he said. He reached up with both hands taking hold of my panties at the hips and began slowly peeling them off me. I raised my hips slightly to give him room and he pulled them down over my ass and down my legs. When they had come completely off, he brought them to his nose and inhaled me deeply. God, this man could make a girl crazy!

Then he did something that caught me totally off guard. “Open your mouth,” he said. Not knowing what he had in mind but wanting so much to please him, I obeyed without thinking. He wadded up my panties and stuffed them in my mouth! My own soaked underwear! “There that ought to quiet you down some!” he said. I just looked at him in disbelief!

He went back to my pussy and settled in to get to work. With his fingers, he gently pushed my pussy lips apart and then he shoved his face down into my crotch, his tongue burrowing deep into my wet hole.

It was then that I learned the wisdom of shoving my panties in my mouth. “MMMPPPHH!” I screamed out behind the panty gag as the thunderbolt of pleasure slammed into my Brian. My back arched as I thrust my hips up towards the heaven that was his mouth and my legs clamped shut over his ears. But with his mouth firmly attached to my pussy now, his hands simply pushed my legs apart again and held them there as he dined on my most intimate offering.

And that man could eat pussy! His tongue and lips did things to me that I can’t describe here on paper! I don’t know where he learned how to play music on a pussy but he was the New York Philharmonic with me! God, I have never felt anything before or since that could hold a candle to the delicious feelings he was sending to my fogged Brian. I don’t know if it was because it was him, after all, he was the first white guy I’d been with, or because he was so fucking good at it – probably a combination of the three. All I knew is that given the state I was in before he started, this was going to be over far too quickly!

And I was right. I held out as long as I could but it was futile at best. I gave two desperate “MMPH”s before I grabbed the sides of my pillow and covered my ears, screaming out a final “MMMPPPHHH!” as pussy floodgates opened and I poured my gratitude into Brian’s waiting hungry mouth.

He lapped up my juices as fast as I could give them to him, his tongue’s work only adding to my orgasmic anguish. I bucked and twisted and writhed like I was laying on a live power line until finally my well had run dry and I had nothing left to give. I collapsed back on the bed, weakly spitting out the gag so I could suck cool fresh air into my burning lungs.

Brian, being the sweet, caring, wonderful guy he was, moved up my trembling, sweat-soaked body to my tits. As I slowly recovered from the amazing orgasm he gave me, he kept my fire burning by licking and sucking and nibbling on my nipples and tits some more.

Brian let me rest only long enough to calm my breathing a bit. He wasn’t going to let me cool down completely. Before I did, he rolled me over and pulled me up to my knees. He got off the bed and pulled me back to the edge of the bed. Pushing my legs apart he got between them and knelt down. I wasn’t sure what his next move was but he was quick to show me.

He shoved two fingers of one hand deep into my still quivering pussy causing me to gasp aloud. I felt his fingers curl downward and begin rubbing against my g-spot. He thrust in and out rapidly and my mouth dropped open into an “O” shape as my already scrambled mind tried to assimilate the flood of new information it was receiving. To add to the confusion, his other hand moved under me and began rubbing against my clit! I squirmed and twisted rubbing my legs together – anything to try to make sense of all this.

But Brian didn’t want me to be able to make sense out of what was happening to me. He didn’t want me to get accustomed to his actions. He wanted me off balance and off guard. He intentionally mixed things up so I wouldn’t know what was coming next and couldn’t prepare myself. Each new twist or action was a surprise and only drove me deeper into my lust.