Chris almost melted into his couch as she strutted towards him. As she approached him, Chris rose to embrace her, kissing her hungrily. Chris lowered her to the couch, never breaking their kiss. His hands began to freely explore her body, and soon found their way under her skirt. As he worked his hand up her long, muscular legs, he moved her skirt up to expose her crotch, only to discover she wasn't wearing panties. He broke their kiss to gaze upon her exposed pussy. She kept pubic region neatly shaved. Her vaginal lips were slightly protruding, already glistening with moisture. Chris could not resist as he knelt between her spread legs and gingerly ran his tongue up the length of her slit.
Bettie fell back into the cushions, her thighs beginning to tremble with pleasure. She had never found oral sex performed on her to be very stimulating, but something in the way Chris' tongue danced across her nether region excited her. She was surprised to find herself grasping his head, holding it to her, and attempting to grind her cunt against his face. She felt his stubbly face brushing against the inside of her thighs, and his tongue worm its way inside her tight quim, wriggling inside her. She gasped when he slowly dragged his tongue up across her sensitive clit as one of his fingers slowly began to penetrate her. She closed her eyes and began to pant when suddenly he stood. Her eyes snapped open, looking at him questioningly.
"Come with me," he said. He took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet, then led her to his bedroom. Standing beside the bed, he began to kiss her passionately again as he lifted and placed her on the edge of his bed. He gently leaned forward, pushing her onto her back as his lips and tongue slowly trailed from her mouth to her ear, then down the side of her neck to her shoulder. He unbuttoned her shirt then helped her back up to a sitting position so that he could ease it off her shoulders and down her arms. He threw it onto the bed in a heap as he fell forwards into her again, his lips, tongue, and teeth attacking her neck and shoulders.
She shuddered in ecstasy as his lips caressed her bare skin. Her skin tingled as his tongue trailed across her exposed flesh. She groaned in delight as he gently nibbled his way across her body. She felt her nipples harden as they became exposed. He alternatingly trapped them between his lips, dragging his tongue across them, sucking them firmly into his mouth. Her hands grasped behind his head, holding him to her chest as he lovingly teased her sensitive buds. His kisses slowly trailed downwards across her abdomen, stopping at her navel as his tongue invaded the orifice. She felt him fumble with the clasp of her skirt and then it fell away from her body, exposing her completely to him. She felt herself blushing, hoping he did not notice her embarrassment. She needn't have worried, as Chris had become preoccupied adoring her delectable body. His tongue trailed past her hips, traveled slowly across her pubic mound, and trailed down the front of her thigh.
He gently parted her legs, kissing his way up the inside to her cunt. Her aroma intoxicated him. She had a strong, musky odor that drove him wild with desire. He drove his nose against her dripping wet snatch, slowly drawing his tongue from bottom to top. He pursed his lips around her stiffening clit, and began vigorously flicking his tongue across the sensitive bud. Bettie began thrashing on the bed, losing herself in the sensations of his tongue's wanton invasion of her inner-most folds of flesh. He inserted first one, then two fingers inside her, slowly drawing them in and out as his tongue continued its assault on her clit. Bettie's legs encircled Chris' head, her thighs clasping on his ears, her hands upon his head. She shook with orgasm after orgasm. Finally, Chris eased his attack and gently extracted himself from the grip of her hands and thighs as he stood. He loosened the drawstring of his pajama bottoms and allowed them to fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, he drew his t-shirt above his head and tossed it on the floor. Bettie gazed up at him dreamily, her body still trembling in the throes of the orgasms she had just experienced. Chris positioned himself between her spread thighs and took hold of his cock. He pressed its head against her dripping wet snatch, drawing it up and down across the length of her slit. Bettie lay still, awaiting his first penetration.
Moistening his cock with her juices, Chris slowly pressed inside her. He sank into her, feeling her warmth. He couldn't hope to adequately describe the exquisiteness of the sensations coursing through the length of his organ and emanating throughout the rest of his body. She was so tight, yet so silky smooth, so moist. She almost seemed to be sucking him inside her. He was only about halfway in. He slowly drew his cock back and thrust into her again. He was almost all the way inside her now. He withdrew one more time then thrust fully into her. He felt their pubic bones pressing against one another. He was so deep inside her. He never expected to start this day consummating his relationship with Bettie. He could scarcely believe that the object of his desire was lying beneath him in bed.
