Her crotch was emanating an absorbing musky odor, an aroma of spice, pungent with the smell of her oily and murky vaginal secretions. It was his favorite perfume, and he inhaled deeply, sliding his tongue along the scratchy surface of her nylon undies. He could feel her pubic hairs rustling on the other side, the sound growing louder the more forcefully he plied his tongue.
Rachel was whimpering loudly then, losing her shy reserve the more he worked on her box. He pushed the tip of his probing tongue right between the outline of her puffy smooth edged cunt lips, actually digging it right inside her muff, stuffing the nylon along with his tongue, since he hadn't yet taken off her panties.
That seemed to do the trick, all right.
She let out a tremulous gasp and immediately, Drew reached up with both hands. He had been tickling the tender flesh along the insides of her thighs as he slobbered over the crotch of her briefs. But now he knew she was right there with him, just as turned on, just as eager for him to keep at it and in every way he knew how, as well.
As a result, he didn't think twice or hesitate to grab hold of the elastic waistband of her panties. And as she groaned and shuddered against him, thrusting her slim nubile hips back and forth on the love seat, he wrenched her panties down with a sudden forceful motion of his hand.
CHAPTER TWO
Before he even could take the time out to stare at her cunt, to gaze at it with delight and sexual excitement, he pitched forward and rammed his tongue down, right between what he now caught a fleeting glimpse of, her pink and smooth-edged cunt lips.
Attacking her box with suddenness had the desired effect and she gave herself totally to him, not stopping him or preventing him from eating her out, not in the least. Immediately, his tongue dug right inside and only then, only when he tasted her pungent secretions against his taste buds, did his hands fly up to stroke her wet and slippery outer folds of vaginal tissue.
Her cunt lips were even thicker than he'd imagined and he held onto them as best he could, letting her kick her legs out tremulously so that her panties finally slid down past her knees to a fall in a crumpled heap around her ankles. He didn't even notice her kicking them completely off her legs, he was so absorbed.
But then she spread her shapely thighs even wider apart as he dug in and started slobbering like a maniac. Holding onto her juice-smeared flaps, he began to ease them back, peeling them apart like the ripe fruit of a fig, laying bare the pulpy wet secrets of her hot and shuddering vulva.
The raw naked flesh of her youthful mount consumed him and he groaned with delight, palpitating her box with the tip of his stiffened and outstretched tongue. And once he had succeeded in splaying her cunt lips as far back as her flesh would allow, he now had a chance to examine her cunny in more detail.
Even as he licked circles around the creases and wet slippery folds of her pulpy vulva, he was exploring as heatedly with his eyes, taking in each and every detail of her tender love mound. Her honey-pot was marvelously tight and girlish, the sparse triangle of black hair which adorned her mons all shiny and glistening with dewdrops of musky vaginal juice.
He lapped thirstily and swallowed her abundant and free-flowing secretions, enjoying the way she was bouncing up and down on the love seat, thrusting her hips forward and actually trying to ram her cunt right down his throat. That, needless to say, was exactly the way Drew Livingston liked his young teenage bedmates to behave, open about their pleasure, telling him what they wanted so that he would be able to give them everything their hearts desired.
But what he desired he was yet to reveal.
He had not so much as touched himself all this time, concentrating upon arousing Rachel Strauss and trying to ignore the feverish throbbing pressure of his unrelieved hard on. It tore against his fly and he leg go of one of her cunt lips and reached down, quickly rearranging his crotch so that his cock had a little more room to breathe, so to speak.
Then he reached up again and took hold of her juicy outer lip, held it as far back as its mate and examined the interior of her muff. Farther inside he could make out the gristly set of inner cunt lips, drooping down on either side right near the opening that led down into the depths of her as yet unexplored vagina.
He was more than just intrigued, for right between them, still hooded and unrevealed, lay her clitoris, a sleeping little unopened blossom. He knew how to make it unfurl and display itself though and using the tip of his tongue the way a teacher uses a pointer, he touched the prepuce of her clitoral shaft and licked up and down, eliciting from the teenager an immediate and heated response.
"Do it, do that again," she murmured and he did just that, tonguing her clit until the hood of foreskin-like flesh slid back and the shiny juice-smeared tip of her clitoris bobbed out in plain view. With a forward lunge, he threw himself against her hairy twat and pressed his parted lips around her clitoris, sucking it up into his mouth in all its lim and girlish entirety.
His teeth and tongue attacked it at once, exerting pressure and simulative friction, even as he sucked in his cheeks and held it inside of his mouth. The result of all these clitoral attentions was obvious enough.
Rachel rocked back and forth, moaning hotly, hissing between her teeth. A fresh gush of musky sap dribbled down the undulating walls of her rapidly heating muff and he let go of her clitoris at long last and rammed his tongue down into her dark and sopping wet vagina as far as it would go.
Immediately, her cunt muscles went into action, pressing down against his probing pistoning tongue, trying to clench and hold onto it as he jabbed it in and out, imitating the motions his cock would soon – so he hoped and prayed – be duplicating once he had gotten her too turned on to be able to stop him.
Eating her out had definite advantages, enabling him to judge the width of her box, realizing that he would have more than just a little difficulty housing his meaty pecker inside of her tight and narrow pussy.
He tried to loosen her up, to get her vaginal walls to expand by pressing his tongue back and forth against them. And when this didn't work, he thought nothing of sliding his middle finger right inside of her muff, alongside of his probing darting tongue.
"Ohh shit, do it, more, yes, it's so good, so fucking good," she whimpered, shaking fitfully as she felt the combined pressure of his tongue and stabbing digit.
And then, once he had gotten her accustomed to this, he eased his tongue out and pushed her butt up off the cushion of the love seat. Drew still probed her cunt with his finger, but now he eased a second one inside, scissoring his two fingers against and around her clitoris and then poking in and out of her palpitating vagina.
The two fingers opened and closed, exerting considerable tactile pressure against the walls of her vagina. They were beginning to widen as he edged his tongue down past the lowest edge of her muff, knowing exactly where he was headed next.
Satisfied that she was his for the time being, satisfied that once he had given her a kind of sexual pleasure, a kind of orgasm he could tell she had never before experienced – for he encountered no cherry barring the path of his tongue, needless to say – she would reveal what she knew about Amy's whereabouts, he kept at it, not about to stop.
His tongue dipped down past her muff, licking up the shiny trickles of cunt juice which had oozed down out of her pussy to dribble along her inner thighs. He tried to reach her asshole then, able to see and feel the beginning of her bum furrow, her ripe olive-complected buttocks as firm and juicy as the rest of her hot-blooded and lush young body.