Ben sucked at her until his jaws ached. Then, putting both hands on her upper back, he raised her to him, and they kissed. She could taste the flavor of her own musky cunt, and the sensation served to excite her all the more. He was right. She did taste good.
"Take my panties off now. I want to be free. I want to be ready for you."
"Not yet, Baby. First I want to concentrate on these." He covered each of her firm breasts with one hand, feeling her taut nipples respond immediately, straining with aching erection. He pressed her flesh harder, and Betty raised her chest, reacting at once, longing to give him complete and total pleasure.
Ben fondled her incredibly soft breasts for what seemed forever, and she moaned and groaned louder and louder, sobbing with raw, open passion. Then he opened his mouth and bent forward, covering her slim body with his. With trembling fingers, he lifted one breast to his lips and began to lick its nipple with his rough and smooth tongue. He opened his mouth wider, and Betty felt the warmth of his breath on her sensitized skin. Then his mouth closed over her breast, hard flesh filling his oral cavity. He sucked greedily, his hand massaging her other breast, making her wonder which treatment she liked the best.
Ben sucked and tongue lashed her tender nipple until she thought it would be raw for a week. At last, he took his lips away and moved on to the second, giving it exactly the same passion filled treatment.
"Now I'm ready to take off your panties," he said, raising his head and grinning at her. "Do you want that?"
"Oh, yes, yes, please, yes!" Betty moaned, tossing her head about, her blonde hairs catching in her open, gasping mouth. She was out of her mind with pleasure, totally unhinged, her body in control, her passions raging in a way she had never known before. She lifted her hips off his knees, making his job easier. Slowly, passionately, he lowered her panties, pulling them down over her thighs, revealing the fleecy softness of her cuntal mound. Betty whimpered with delight as the cold air hit her sizzling cleft, still wet from Ben's passionate sucking. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she had never felt more excitingly alive than she did at this moment. She tried to remain still, but she could not. She twisted about, the sheets and blankets bunching up beneath her aroused body. The warmth in her pussy was so intense now that it seemed to reach out and envelope every part of her.
Ben slipped her panties off over her feet and dropped them to the floor. He sat back on his knees, looking down at her. His hugely erect penis jutted upward, looking like a cruel engine of cuntal destruction. Betty gazed at it hungrily, shivers of anticipation and fear wracking her frame. She lifted her pelvis as though begging for him to penetrate her. Between her flaring, milk colored thighs, Ben could see her tender, moist cuntlips. They quivered excitedly, and he could count the sweet droplets of liquid that dotted her pubic curls. Even though he had sucked her dry only a few minutes before, she was wet and ready for him all over again. This time, he thought to himself, her juice would ease his way into her. He lowered himself, stretching across the length of her heaving body, letting her feel his weight until he pressed her down into the yielding mattress. His lips covered hers, and their kiss was deeper than any before it. Betty sucked wildly at his thick tongue, pulling his tangy saliva into her mouth and nearly yanking his tongue out by the roots. Ben's penis pulsed warmly against her pussy lips, promising ecstasy.
"Now," she whispered. "Fuck me now. I have to have it, or I swear I'll die."
He smiled at her, his face only an inch from hers. "Not yet, Baby. Not quite yet. There's something else I'm gonna do first." Quickly he began kissing his way down the length of her naked body, pausing to again suck for a moment at her erect nipples and then moving wetly on over her heaving belly. He dipped his squirming tongue into her hotly enclosed navel, and she groaned and giggled with pleasure. When he had cleaned her indentation thoroughly, Ben continued, nearing her throbbing crotch, his hot breath fanning her pubic bush. Betty held her breath. Ben was going to put his mouth to her pussy again, only this time there would be no silly panties in the way. His lips and hers would meet directly. He would do whatever he wanted, and whatever he did, she was ready.
"I'm gonna fuck you with my big tongue until you come all over the place. You're gonna love it, and I'm gonna keep it up until you beg for me to stop."
"Yes, yes, oh, yeeeeeeeees," Betty cried, tossing from side to side and gasping for breath. She arched her back, making her breasts jut out boldly, wantonly. She felt his hands move beneath her and grip her fleshy cheeks firmly, holding her still and completely at his mercy.
His lips touched the edges of her cunt, and she let out a low, animal wail. Ben sucked her cuntlips, feeling the swollen hardness caused by the reddening blood that had pumped excitedly into them. He ran his tongue along the length of her womanly slit, finding ten thousand new nerve endings with each swipe of it. Betty cried out again and again, sharp sounds like those of a wounded bird. She fought to hold back her climax. It was too soon, too early to spend her passion.
His educated tongue parted her silken lips easily, and he delved into her flooding pussy. Harsh, broken cries came from the woman's gaping mouth as he pushed inward, his tongue wriggling up the length of her pussy until he found her tiny, swollen clitoral bud. His tongue flicked over it, again, again, again. She felt as though her whole body were flying into the air, higher and higher. Her cunt flowered open spasmodically.
"Oh, Ben, please, no. I'm commmmmmramming," she moaned.
Instantly, the man changed positions. Something harshly blunt nudged at her vomiting cuntlips, and, even as she climaxed, Ben shoved his huge penis into her in one long, total, ripping stroke.
Betty lay on the bed, writhing and pinned down by the thick fullness of his ten inch phallus. He was in her all the way. She could feel his flaring head poking at the base of her belly, and her tight pussy lips hugged tightly at his shaft. Her own interior juices lubricated him so completely that his entry hardly hurt at all. An utter and complete fullness enveloped her, and she lay there, floating on a cloud of gentle passion.
Now the fucking began. Slowly, Ben pulled his ten inch stalk out from between her taut, gripping cunt halves. She was so tight, he gasped with excitement, the tension squeezing his prick until it actually hurt.
Betty let out a tiny gasp. She was afraid he was leaving her. When only the burgeoning head of his penis was still enclosed, Ben stopped. He paused for a moment, and the girl could see the perspiration glistening on his smooth forehead. Then, with a deep grunt, he plunged in again, sounding her depths. Betty let out a high pitched cry as the flesh rubbed against her insides. Again, again, in out faster faster faster. She could feel her second climax building, higher, more exciting than the first. She sobbed and tossed her head about wildly. It was happening again, so soon she could hardly imagine it.
Then Ben was coming too. With a harsh gasp, he went stiff. She could feel his prick swell even larger within her, and then her inner reaches were bathed in the white hotness of his sperm.
"Yes, oh yes," she whispered, her voice shaking with passion, "Give it to me. Give me all your hot spunk!" Her vaginal muscles fluttered around the gushing hardness of his cock, milking every last drop from its tip.
As he finished, it was her turn again. With wild, wracking sobs, Betty climaxed, her own feminine juices gushing forth to swim with Ben's hot semen. The two of them collapsed together, kissing and licking one another's faces again and again. They fell asleep, his penis still buried far up inside her slim body.