My pussy throbs uncontrollably.
“I’m still a virgin,” I plead.
“Let me check,” he says, pushing a thick finger into my pussy for an inspection, and my face reddens. I gasp out in pain when his finger hits my barrier. “Ah, good.”
“I told you I wasn’t lying,” I whimper.
His fingers spread my pussy lips wider instead, “So fucking pink and wet.”
I suddenly feel the first touch of his tongue against my pussy. His tongue is so freaking hot, wet, and thick, tracing a path from my pussy to my asshole.
I gasp, my stomach tightening at the new sensation.
“Oh!”
He doesn’t respond except to lick me again. And more firmly this time. His hands move to my ass cheeks, spreading them apart to expose my most private hole to his questing tongue. No one has ever touched me there before, and the taboo nature of it makes me squirm with embarrassment.
I try to wiggle my ass away so he can focus on just my pussy, but he grips my ass cheeks firmly apart so he can lick me.
“Stay still,” he commands, his breath hot against my anus. “I need to taste every inch of what they touched.”
His tongue circles my asshole, teasing the sensitive nerves there before moving back to my pussy. He laps at my entrance, gathering my abundant slick on his tongue before returning to my ass, using the natural lubrication to ease his exploration.
“Oh god,” I moan as he presses the tip of his tongue against my tight pucker, not quite breaching it but applying gentle pressure that makes my whole body shake.
“So responsive,” he murmurs against me. “So perfect.”
He moves back to my pussy, and this time he seals his lips around my hole, creating a suction that pulls more slick from deep within me. The sensation is overwhelming.
It’s like he’s drawing the very essence of me out through my core.
“Elias, oh god.”
“Yes,” he growls, quickly licking my clit. “Give me more. The more slick you release, the more I get to drink. And I’m so thirsty for you, Francine.”
His words push me closer to orgasm, and my body immediately responds to his command by producing anotherflood of slick. He drinks my pussy eagerly, his tongue delving deeper, his lips pressing against my pussy folds.
“That’s it,” he encourages between licks. “Feed me. Let me taste what should have been only mine.”
The upside-down position sends blood rushing to my head, intensifying every sensation. My clit throbs, neglected but still sensitive from earlier attention. I reach down to touch it, desperate for relief, but Elias captures my wrist.
“No,” he says firmly. “You come from my mouth alone or not at all.”
His tongue is now focusing on my entrance, fucking in and out in a rhythm that mimics what his cock would do. My pussy hole is sore from my hymen being teased a lot, but I want him to keep going. One hand keeps my legs spread wide while the other teases my ass, a fingertip circling my anus but never quite penetrating.
The dual stimulation is too much. I feel the pressure building rapidly, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatens to drown me. My thighs begin to shake, my breathing becoming erratic as I teeter on the brink.
“I’m going come… oh my god,” I gasp and moan, holding onto his ankles tightly.
“Come for me, Francine,” he breathes against my pulsing pussy. “Now.”
My back bows, my head pressing into the carpet as waves of pleasure crash through me. And then I’m squirting again, my release spraying from me in forceful jets that I can actually see from my upside-down vantage point. Drops of my slick scatter across the carpet, some even reaching the base of the coffee table several feet away.
Elias doesn’t let up, his mouth still working me through the aftershocks, drinking every drop he can catch. His hands holdme firmly in place as I writhe and buck against him, the pleasure almost too intense to bear.
I’m so lost in the sensations that I don’t hear the door open. Don’t notice anything until Elias suddenly freezes, his mouth still pressed against me. From my position, all I can see are a pair of expensive leather shoes and the hem of dark suit pants.
My heart plummets as I recognize those shoes, that stance. Kieran.
