Delectable Deviants

He invited her over, promising a naughty new game. She was to wear a dress, no knickers, those shiny patent new shoes and lace ankle socks. 

As she sat down on the sofa he knelt in front of her, spread her thighs and delighted in the hem of her dress riding higher and higher - and the sparkling of her wet lips as they revealed and parted.

He licked and kissed up each other her thighs in turn, twirling swirls of his tongue, the heat of his sigh, ever so tiny bites. She wanted his lips upon her clit. his tongue plunging deep into her hot sex. But he made her wait. Started scoring deeply within his nails upon the outsides of her thighs, up to the inside .. and then ever so lightly over her cunt as he held her gaze. Her mouth fell open and she threw him the naughtiest look. She was melting. Absolutely fucking melting.

At the point where his tongue started to tease over her cunt, she was bucking towards him, trying to push his head downwards, but he was having none of it. Content to be this contemptuously, adoring how horny she was.

When his tongue started to push a little deeper, she heard him undoing his zip against her feet. As he licked deeper she felt him take out his cock and it nudging against her socks. And as he plunged his tongue deep inside her and started turning it around, he started wanking himself against her - the naughtiness of the new and the feel between the rough of the lace ankle socks and the cold smooth of the patent leather. She felt his sigh and moans against her cunt as he licked her out ever more eagerly - and as he got more and more carried away at her feel, he started sucking her throbbing clit into his mouth. Closer still, he started fingerfucking her, looking at her, his cock getting more and more worked up against the contrasting sensations of her socks and shoes… holding off, hold off…

She started to squirt against his fingers and that was the trigger, her splashing against one of his fevered hands, as the other was working his cock against her feet, covering her socks and shoes with his spunk.  

He plunged his tongue all over her cunt, licking up her juices, lapping against them, still moaning and trembling from the touch tease of him against her feet.

She didn’t expect this. Such taboo. So naughty. She’d never done anything like this before. But fuck, how hard she’d cum as a result. 

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(Picture = Kim Noorda by Viktor Vauthier)

(via youthandbeauty)