Saturday, December 09, 2006

I wanted to lick her out so bad



This past week I've been lying around the house, thinking about Dr Butler. I don't answer the phone. I don't even have the need to go out and steal. This is how I imagine her. She is lonely, she is thinking about me, she wants to make contact, but she can't, because she is cool, professional.

Yes, I would love to run my tounge up those nylon stockings. I've thought about it and thought about it. I've dressed myself in stockings and stroked my legs, dreaming they were hers and then, today, something happened.

I went for a session with her earlier on. It was late, nearly seven o'clock. Her secretary had gone home. It was just the two of us, in her overwarm study, filled with books. The room held the scent of her cunt. Or was it only I who could smell it, because I wanted her so bad? Wanted to pull up her skirt and...well, you know exactly what I wanted.

She looked tired, worried. She kept asking me about myself, about whether I was still stealing. When I told her I hadn't since she'd cured me, she lit up a little. Like I cared about anything anymore, than whether I could get under that skirt and smell her, and lick her until she was insensate with pleasure.

"I'm through with sleeping around," I said eventually.

"Oh?" she said, surprised. "What will you do with yourself now?"

I could hardly breathe as I walked over to her, knelt before her. I lay my face against her cunt and, through her skirt, breathed in her scent, salty, bittersweet, heady. I could have drowned in that smell. She stiffened, but I rubbed my face against her pudenda. She wanted me, I knew, and I felt my power over her.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, even as she leant back and almost imperceptibly parted her legs.

"I want you. I can't think about anyone else. I don't care about Dan anymore. Don't you understand?"

I wanted to put my tongue in her, but decided I would tease her a little first. I slipped her feet out of her high heels and started to lick the instep of her right foot. I licked her all the way up her legs, burying my tongue in the back of her knee. My cunt was about to burst, I was sopping wet, but this wasn't about me, it was about her. At last I came to the soft skin at the top of the stockings. Then an urgency gripped me and I could no longer wait. I pulled down her panties, yanked up her skirt and buried my face in her pussy. It felt like a tiny furry animal, trembling beneath my lips.

I looked up at her, at her eyes, which were clouded with lust.

"Have you done this before?" I asked.

"I've wanted to, but I was afraid."

I sunk my head down into her and teased her in long drawn out strokes, keeping away from her clit. I kissed her inner thighs and probed a finger into her cunt, but still I wouldn't make contact with her clit. She was wild now, grinding her wetness into my nose and mouth, like a wild thing, but I decided to tease her a little more.

Removing my mouth from her pussy, I reached up and unbuttoned her shirt, unsnapped her bra and started to suck her tits. God, they are so warm and lush and full, I could stay there all night. Meanwhile, she was getting impatient, starting to touch herself. I watched for a while, fascinated by the way she was rubbing her clit back and forth, her other hand urgently tugging at her nipple.

"Let me help you out," I said, taking pity on her. In the end, I lay back on her Arabian carpet and told her to lower herself onto my mouth. I was drowning in all the creaminess, the wetness. She was fucking my face, God it was hot, to finger her harder and harder, until she was reduced to just a hole. Pretty soon she was gripping my hair, throwing her head back and crying out like an animal. I was bursting with pleasure, as this tight repressed bitch eventually shuddered violently against my mouth.

"I take it you enjoyed that?" I said, smiling.

26 comments:

IT Barman said...

Great Picture, if that was Ms Butler I would want to do the same to

English Rose said...

Yeah, the girl in the picture does look very similar to Dr Butler. I'm sure you would have loved licking her out as much as I did.

IT Barman said...

I wish i was there to help you out and Dr Butler to, sounds like a very enjoyable time.

ella said...

You had me with the stockings... nice post!

Linda said...

This is hot! So, in this story, both characters are very horny women? Cool! The one doing the seducing has never licked a woman between the legs before (neither have I!) but has very much desired to! I can relate!

English Rose said...

linda ... no, the english rose character has done a lot of pussy licking, while the Dr Butler character has never had sex with a woman. But the person writing this post, (me, anonymous author), has never licked out a a woman and thinks about doing it a lot.

Joie DeVivre said...

you can practice on me anytime u like! tres hot!!!

English Rose said...

joie devivre...tempting darling, tempting, but you are in NZ and I'm in well, let's just say, I am located pretty far away from there. Nice idea though.

l'amoureux de KT said...

I think you have the right of it [write of it?] on the lustful hunger a true pussy-hound feels when zeroing in on the target...

It's like being starving, but having the ultimate sustenance right there, just a few crazy inches away...

One does, i assure you, drool...

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