Enjoyed tasting her

(Alana)

He stripped off my gown and tossed it away and took off his and was only in his sweatpants. He came up to me. Nuzzling and kissing my every exposed part. His hand moved to my breasts and gripped me gently. I shivered at his touch. When he took my swollen nipple between his fingers and pinched it a little.

A jolt of pleasure clouded my mind and I couldn't think of anything. My body ached as he continued kneading my skin, massaging my breast, he continued licking the succulent breast until his hot wet mouth circled the nipple he just tortured.

“Baby,” I whimpered, unaware of the words escaping my throat. My hands moved to his head.

“Ahh,” I gripped his hair and pressed him down my chest. He licked me and sucked on me. Took my nipple between his teeth and gave me pleasure. Unconsciously, my hand snaked down to my chest and brushed a little on my right breast. He wasn't sucking and started fondling it while arching my hips upwards. He slapped my hand away and grabbed my breasts

I didn't know what was happening to me, but I found Ricardo's touch pleasant. The way he caressed my body set my soul on fire.

“Ah, Ricardo," I muttered while trying to catch my breath. I wasn't certain if I wanted him to stop before we could make a mistake, or let him proceed. He left my breast after torturing me.

Accidentally our gazes met, even if it was dark, I could see lust glimmering in his eyes. Uncontrollable desires fueled me to an extent of wanting to touch him.

“This should stop,” I mumbled and cupped his face, he closed his eyes instantly and shivered as if my touch caused an electric current in his body.

“I'm your husband," he whispered as his eyes flickered open. He shifted his weight to the sides while his legs were between mine. I didn't understand us. Even Ricardo didn't seem to understand himself or his actions.

“I thought you couldn't sleep,” he asked and leaned down to my neck.

“You smell lovely,” he groaned while rubbing his against my neck as if inhaling my scent. Of course, I was from taking a shower, hence the smell of roses from the soup enhanced my scent.

“Just right,” his hand slid down my chest, caressed my abdomen and reached the part which didn't stop aching. His mouth followed as he kissed me on my belly, and sucked my belly button. While the back of his hand grazed over my throbbing p***y.

“Ah,” I tried to squeeze my thighs shut. This was a forbidden area. But with just his hand, he pushed my thighs open.

“Let me, sweetheart…let me take care of you… I won't hurt you,” he murmured in a soft voice, which had me feeling relaxed and restless.

“Beautiful," he whispered as he crawled between my legs. I prompted on my elbows. Afraid of what he was going to do to me. This was embarrassing.

“Ricardo no,” I whispered hoping he could stop. I was inexperienced, except for kissing. I had no idea what went on in the bedroom. Despite being married, all I knew was what happened between man and woman. The rest I was clueless.

“Let me taste you…you'll feel great,” he whispered and pulled me down gently to the edge of the bed, and he slowly went on his knees between my legs.

“I… I don't think so…it's… I…” I couldn't take it, this was beyond embarrassing, how on earth was I going to take this? Having him taste me down there. I was lucky to be clean-shaven, or else. I would have died of embarrassment. Either way, my body kept wanting more. He bent down, opening my legs even wider. The cold breeze caressed my p***y. I could feel warm juices dripping down. I felt his breath against my folds. A slick sound came when he pressed his lips on my swollen folds.

“Mmm,” I wiggled in ecstasy when he kissed me there. The delicious pleasure clouded my mind and I couldn't take it. He started slow. When he pressed his mouth down, sucking on my clit, I gasped from the elation. His mouth slowed as I came down from my peak, and he gave my pussy a few soft kisses before he stops

Perking my p***y as if trying to get me comfortable while his hands circled my lower part and gripped my hips. I was curious about what he was going to do. He breathed deeply right above my pussy. Without hesitation, he lifted me, placing my legs around his neck. I shuddered when I felt his stiff tongue run up, between the folds of my pussy.

“Yes…oh…yes…more,” I couldn't shut my mouth as I moaned while violently arching my hips up and down. Wiggling my waist and slamming myself against his face. He knew he was getting me worked up because he increased his pressure.

I squeezed his face with my thighs as one of his hands weaved into the back of my hair. His tongue teased, lapping on me and around my hole. This was beyond what I imagined. I wanted this.

It felt so good, that I kept moaning, biting my lips harder. My hands found his head and I grasped his hair. Pulling him without caring about the pain I was giving him

Oh my god— he had such a stiff tongue. He stopped just as an orgasm started building up and muttered,

“Squeeze my face, sweetheart. I wanna taste every last drop,” he didn't let me take a breather when he pulled me off the mattress and held me midair

I felt his tongue slide up my bare pussy again. This time I couldn't care less. I let him do as he wanted. Tasting me as his moan vibrated up to my clit.

My thighs clutched his face tighter as I moaned out, already close to reaching orgasm. I wanted this so bad that it wouldn't take long.

Leaning me backwards, he laid me down on my back and massaged his thumb over my pussy as if getting rid of the pain.

He bent down between my legs and softly gnawed on my clit before moving his tongue around in small circles to lessen the pain. He grasped my thighs hard while working his tongue so flawlessly that I screamed out as I felt myself start to clench.

His hands slid under my ass and squeezed as I swirled my hips, slow and hard, moaning as his tongue tasted every inch of my pussy. His tongue slid in and out a few times as he shoved me down into him harder and harder with each rock of my hips.

Everything was blurry, I didn't know this level of intimacy which felt forbidden yet so ecstatic and pleasurable. I was too tired just from Ricardo having him. My body was whimpering, my lips trembling and dry. Even locking them didn't help me.

All I could do was lie on my back and grabbed the sheets for support and let him torture me

He slid his tongue out of me and twirls it around my clit before sucking it into his sweet mouth. I could hear him groaning, his voice vibrating against my p***y which gave me pleasure.

“Ricky I'm… I'm…so…so close…” I screamed and gripped his thick hair as my orgasm whirled through me, and he was right. This felt so good that I closed my eyes and let the cloud take me.

My lips curled upwards, feeling a chill in my chest which relaxed me. My tummy rose and fell steadily as the sensation continued to roll through me.

he didn't stop. He kept tasting until I fell still from feeling so weak and drained.

I felt his hands run up my back before he lifted me off his face and climbed back on top of me.

His breath came in quick and high. He cupped my face and surprised me with a hot, passionate kiss. I opened up to him. My hands moved to his back and pressed him down to me. I threw my leg over his hip and felt his hard bulge in his pants. So huge and hard. I rubbed my front against him as he continued kissing me. Sucking on each other's tongues

My whole body shivered from his kisses and the thought of him making love to me. For the first, I yearned for something I was always afraid of.

Letting a man have me. To have my first. Ricardo broke the kiss when he couldn't control himself. As if he realized his deed, he dropped to his side and let out a low gasp and curse. Raking his fingers in his hair, he tried, certainly, to keep calm. Alana fell to the sides and grabbed the sheets around her body.

“What have I done,” she mumbled breathlessly and closed her eyes shut. This wasn't supposed to happen. How did she let this happen? On top of that, she enjoyed every minute of it.

They lay there for a few minutes in silence.

"D-don't do that again," Alana muttered when she got hold of herself and left the bed to sleep on the floor. Ricardo was too disturbed to think, he glanced over at her and watched her spread blankets on the floor.

Only if she knew how he was trying to control himself. Just tasting her made him lose it completely. He feared what would have happened if he made love to her.

"Alana, don't say that," he whispered, feeling irritated. It wasn't healthy for her to lie on the floor.

"Jerk," she mumbled and closed her eyes. Ricardo felt frustrated, he climbed off the bed and went straight to the bathroom.