Chapter 10: Sigourney & Me

Sigourney and I finished cleaning the place after everyone had left. It was about ten and as we wrapped things up I realized we were peeking at one another.

"Are you as horny as I am?" I asked.

"Probably hornier, after watching them go at it all afternoon."

With that she clamped her lips to mine and moaned deep into my mouth. A moment later her pelvis was grinding against mine while she nipped at my mouth and lips. Her hands were roaming wildly from my butt, to my back, and up into my hair. My hands had clamped themselves to her magnificent ass and as my hand drifted between the cheeks of her ass I could feel her heat and even some wetness through the denim of her jeans. Urging my hand forward, I cupped the sponginess of her mound and smiled at her reaction, which was to shove her pudenda harder against my hand.

Sigourney moaned, and her fingers turned to claws as they gripped the muscles of my back. She was panting as her tongue roamed around my gums and teeth, finally tearing away from my mouth only to bury her face in the crook of my neck.

Her hips were working frantically against my searching fingers.

My God, she's going to come! I thought an instant before she went rigid in my arms. Her hips bucked violently, once, twice, three times; and then the hand that had been cupping her moist crotch was flooded with her hot ejaculate. She had squirted with a vengeance.

"Oh ... I ... shit!" She managed then shuddered her way from the peak of her climax down to the glow of completion.

Finally she was still. She hung from my arms as if her bones had turned to jelly. Sweat dripped from her face and saturated my shirtfront, while her juices had soaked through her jeans and were lubricating my fingers. I had never met a woman who came so copiously and violently as Sigourney.

Her eyes met mine and as she gripped my cock she whispered, "Bree, I have to suck your cock!"

That said, she brought my cock into her hot velvet mouth; and as it traversed the depth of her throat I felt a constriction on the head of my cock, and saw Sigourney's eyes well up from the effort to deep throat me.

I gasped then swore, "Fuck!"

Sigourney held it for a second of two before gagging while I reeled in a rapture I'd seldom felt before.

She released my dick, took it out of her mouth, it was coated with her saliva. Tears rolled down her face until she thought to wipe them away. A moment later she recaptured my erection and brought it back to her mouth. This time she allowed her tongue to play with it and didn't take it anywhere near as deep

"Lick the head!"

She took it from her mouth and inspected it. "You have a delectable taste to you," she told me. I moaned then said, "Oooh let me fuck that mouth!"

I was back inside in a flash. "Oooh! Oh, yeah!"

"That feel good?"

"Oh, you're nasty."

"Nasty?"

"Yeah, real nasty! Put a finger in your hole."

"Like this?"

"Yeah ... maybe add another one."

"Mmmm, like so?"

"Absofuckenlutley!"

"Watch me suck your cock, Bree. Watch me make you cum."

And so I focused on Sigourney, her mouth filled with my aching meat and moments later her hand was softly massaging my tight balls and just when I thought it couldn't get any better she began rubbing my perineum. Her fingers felt wet, it was clear to me that while she was sucking me off she was fingering her pussy.

"You like that, Bree?"

"God, yes!"

Sigourney took me deep again until she started to gag, but left me there until I edged back a little to give her breathing room.

Meanwhile she reciprocated by applying undulating pressure to his prostate with her finger. Eventually she pulled her head off my dick, and leaving it soaked in saliva, looked into my eyes. "Mmmm, you like fucking my mouth, don't you?"

"Love it!"

"Are you ready to come for me?"

"Yes, yes, I don't think I can hold back."

"Then don't, cum in my mouth."

I groaned; she had a filthy mouth and a filthy mind. She was a wonderful lover and an incredible slut.

Sigourney returned to circling my cock head with her tongue, stroking it with her hand using a twisting motion while taking the top half into her mouth over and over again. I could feel it swelling with a familiar sensation; I was not going to able to hold back now as she lowered her mouth deep down onto his cock again.

I threw my head back and yelled, "Fuck! Fuck!"

"Mmmmm," she moaned while my jerking cock filled her mouth with semen. Her finger kept stabbing into my ass, prolonging my ejaculation phase about twice its normal length.

Finally, she released my from between her lips and swallowed what remained in her mouth. "Mmmm, you taste so good. Do I taste as good to you?"

"We'll have news on that at eleven," I answered, and we both laughed at my inanity.

She hadn't stopped jerking me off, and kept a close watch on the eye of my cock as the last vestiges of semen oozed forth, and only then did she scoop up what remained and bring her fingers to her mouth, making a meal of licking it off her fingers then my cock.

"Mmmm, Bree baby, you have no idea how good you taste."

"I know you hogged it all. I don't know if I'll share any of your juices with you after I make you come three or four times."

"We'll see about that when we see about that," she replied.

"You've been watching too much Howard Cosell, I responded, referring to the most controversial sports broadcaster of the time.

"So, Siggy baby, want me to pinch those nipples?"

"Yes!"

"Want me to eat you out?"

"YES!"

Using both hands, I stroked then lifted her breasts at the same time, loving the weight of them, the shape of them and the heat coming from them. Using my index fingers and thumbs, I started rolling her nipples; gently squeezing them and extending them until the rubbery knobs protruded from her breasts at least half an inch. She was moaning and rubbing her ass against my semi-erect cock. Reaching back Sigourney began rubbing her palms up and down the backs of my thighs. I leaned forward and ran my lips and tongue up and down the back of her neck and shoulders while my eyes feasted on the twin mounds of perfection that were her breasts. Full, round, and slightly up tilted, they were capped by those hard, long, dark pink nipples. Her breasts had virtually no sag at all. They were a work of art. I needed to taste them. As my mouth dropped to one of her heaving tits, her hand went for testicles, manipulating them so as to generate the greatest pleasure possible. I sucked and nibbled at her nipples, tasting her flesh and the faint saltiness of her sweat before switching to the underside of each breast, until she whimpered, "Fuck me! Suck me down there! I need to get off!"

Her pussy was swollen and red with her juices already drooling down the crack of her gorgeous ass. I drank in her aroma. It was sweet, heady and spicy.

"Give it to me, baby," she purred.

I was hard enough to fuck and positioned myself at her ruddy entrance. With a wild moan, she grabbed me and inserted my dick into her hot tunnel, thrusting her hips up at me at the same time I thrust into her. Our pelvic bones met and locked as we strained against each other. After a few moments I slowly withdrew until just the head of my cock was inside her hot, silky cunt then I slowly slid back in until I bottomed out. I got a rhythm going then began thrusting harder. Sigourney's moans turned to screams.

"FUCK ME! Oh you bastard ... don't play with me ... FUCK ME! ... harder baby ... give it to me ... FUCK ME BREE!"

Then she was coming. Her slick hot juices flooded from her pussy in a series of spasms which I felt rip through her as her nails ripped furrows in my back while my hands mashed her ass and tits.

It took a while for things to calm down as neither of us wanted to relinquish the feelings we were experiencing, but finally we collapsed back onto the sweat soaked sheets. We lay just holding each other and tenderly kissing whatever flesh came within range until our breathing and heart rates returned to normal.

Sigourney started talking then, non-stop. "Don't hate me, Bree, but I can't stop thinking about the session earlier."

"Anything specific?" I asked looking for a possible means of further stimulating my lover.

"Fuschia's tits ... and how Dan fingered her."

"I remember you telling me you were soaked from watching them."

"Was I ever! I had to take my panties off and go commando and then my jeans were drenched with my juices."

"I could smell you," I told her.

Startled by my admission, she said, "Really? You could smell me?"

"Sure, and you could probably have smelled my arousal as well if you had tried."

"You think?"

"It's the testosterone we give off when sufficiently stimulated. I'm pretty sure we smell it, but our other senses over-ride our noses. I mean, all we're thinking about is fucking someone and that wipes out the olfactory senses. Well, it doesn't wipe them out, but we're distracted by wanting to get it on."

She pulled away from me and peered up at me. "I think you're right about that."