Cherry Chapstick

Chapter Four

I meant what I said; I’ve never been with another woman.” She stared as me as if to gauge my reaction.

“Well you’re in luck because I’ve been with plenty of women.” I smiled at her and leaned forward to kiss her again but she stopped me.

“Just go slow ok?”

I nodded at her and began kissing her gently. First I kissed her on her mouth, then I worked my way to her neck. I eased myself off the seat as I made my way down. I stopped and stared at her breasts, cupping them in my hand and jiggling them slightly. She giggled and I looked up at her.

“Sorry it’s just the way you looked at them while doing that. “

I smiled at her and brought her head down to me and kissed her deeply once more. I noticed for the first time that she tasted like chapstick; not just any flavor though, specifically cherry. I thought about that song and laughed to myself. After kissing her, I began working on her n*****s, rubbing them between my thumb and forefinger. She let out a quiet moan.

“Do you like that?” I asked her.

She looked at me, eyes filled with pleasure and nodded.

“Good.” I continued to rub one while I put the other one in my mouth. I hungrily ran my tongue over it, sucking and nipping. She moaned again so I continued, a little more aggressively. I moved my right hand down to her thighs and began to rub her c**t. She inhaled sharply and I looked up at her through my lashes. She grabbed my hair and pulled it a little.

Suddenly I realized I felt something hard under my thumb, so letting go of her breast, I opened her thighs and was once more surprised; she had her hood pierced.

“Do you like it?” She asked breathing heavy.

“Oh f**k yes I do.” I had been with plenty of women but none had ever had their hood pierced.

“Does it increase pleasure?” I asked.

”Why don’t you try it and find out?” She smiled at me.

I took the invitation and began rubbing my thumb side to side over it. I watched her eyes close and her eyelashes begin to flutter. Her breathing erratic and her chest rising and lowering faster and faster. She began to moan and I knew that she was close. It was at that moment that I decided to make it even better for her. I moved my thumb away and replaced it with my tongue. She tasted fresh and clean, wetness dripping from her lovely and swollen p***y. I could tell she was at the height of orgasm by the way she slowly began raising her hips in time to my licking.

“Don’t stop!” She growled at me, sounding almost primal.

took my index finger and inserted it inside of her. Not only was she wet, but oh man she was tight. While licking her c**t, flicking my tongue as rapidly as I could, I began finger f*****g her as well moving it in and out and sometimes in a ‘come here’ motion so that I would be sure to hit her G spot.

She was now leaned back on her arms, her ass completely lifted from the seat and panting between moans. I began to finger her faster and lick her with not just the tip, but my entire tongue. It was that, that sent her over the edge and I watched as her body began to tremble and a creamy liquid trickled out from her dark pink p***y. So I did the only logical thing there was to do..

I buried my face in it.