“Haaah, unh… no… please…!”
Claire seemed unable to continue the fellatio, letting out screams nonstop. I continued to probe the tight acupoints with my tongue.
“There… you’re touching my… Ahh!”
“Claire… the slickness… suck, lick… overflowing… unh.”
While I had inserted my fingers and penis during our first time, this was the first time I had explored inside Claire with my tongue.
Slippery bodily fluids overflowed from the depths of her vagina. A sweet and sour taste permeated my tongue.
*This is the taste of Claire’s love nectar.*
It was stimulating, and as I licked, a lewd feeling rapidly accelerated and swelled within me. Furthermore, when I pressed against her vaginal walls with my tongue, her narrow insides contracted and pulsed repeatedly. The mucous membranes tightened, biting down on my tongue.
This was surely proof that Claire was experiencing pleasure.
“Fu, ooh… picha… unh… puu.”
Feeling satisfied that my tongue was bringing her pleasure, I thrust my tongue even deeper. The hot inner walls were slick with wetness wherever my tongue touched. I pressed against the mucous membranes with my tongue tip and the flat of my tongue, stimulating the acupoints thoroughly.
After thoroughly exploring with my tongue, I slowly withdrew it from her narrow insides with sticky sounds of *kuchu, zuchuu…*
“Abel…?”
Claire looked confused by the sudden interruption. I met her gaze, then shifted my focus to her clitoris, which was twitching above her vulva. I gently poked it with the tip of my tongue, still enclosed within its foreskin.
“Yaaah… fuah, unh!? Th-that’s, no…! Ah, hee…! Ahh!”
It was just a light poke, but Claire let out a cry of bewilderment, almost bordering on panic. Was it because she was already sufficiently aroused, or was the stimulation to her clitoris that intense? Or perhaps it was both.
“Hiah… eeey… unh… anh… uuu…!”
Claire’s reaction was far more sensitive than I had anticipated. I played with the engorged, plump bud of her clitoris, as if teasing it with my tongue tip. Enjoying its firm texture, I lightly pressed and crushed it with the flat of my tongue.
“Unh…!? Anh, hauu… harder… hee, unh…! I-it’s good…!”
Claire pleaded for pleasure as her long legs trembled and thrashed. Her two labia had already parted wide, allowing a torrent of thick nectar to flow endlessly from within. The scent of her love nectar, reminiscent of fruit, filled my nostrils and lungs. It was an exquisite pheromone that heated her entire body and intensified her arousal.
I became even more eager and wriggled my tongue further. After repeatedly rolling and pressing against her clitoris, providing ample stimulation, I once again thrust my tongue into her vaginal opening.
“Ah… unh… Afu, aah… ooh…!”
Claire let out a faint scream and began to suck on my penis again.
“Unh, muu… Go,fuu… unh, chu… Lick…!”
This time, it was Claire’s counterattack. Her tongue, slick with saliva, entwined around the base of my penis, sending waves of sweet, numbing pleasure. My penis, enveloped by the slick oral mucosa, pulsed powerfully.
“Ooooh… Claire, that’s… good…!”
As waves of pleasure shot through me intermittently, precum flowed endlessly from the tip of my glans.
“Ku, chuu… unh, gokku… Lick… unnh,amu…!”
Swallowing it down, Claire twisted her tongue further. My penis, both glans and shaft, was thoroughly serviced by her tongue, leaving me thoroughly numb. Not to be outdone, I passionately licked and suckled Claire’s secret garden with my tongue and lips. The heat of her vaginal mucosa was transmitted to my tongue tip. The tremors and quivers were likely a sign of Claire’s pleasure escalating further.
*Picha, picha… kuchu, muchu…!*
Before I knew it, we had fallen silent, engrossed in the act of sucking each other’s genitals. Only the lewd sounds of water echoed in the room. Through the mutual ministrations of our lips, we both became more aroused simultaneously.
“Abel, I… I can’t…”
Claire pulled her mouth away from my dick and looked at me with a pained expression.
“Please…”
Her short words and alluring, moist gaze said it all.
“Fuaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… Aaahhhh…!”
As if spurring us on, a seductive cry echoed again from the adjacent wall. Claire slowly sat up. Her beautiful, bowl-shaped breasts jiggled. In the dim room, her breasts, rising and falling gently with her breaths, looked incredibly alluring. I swallowed hard. It wasn’t just Claire; I couldn’t stand just oral sex anymore either. My penis, saturated with pleasure from the extensive fellatio, felt like it would burst from within. It was strongly asserting its desire to taste Claire’s womb, not her mouth, this time.
“Can you be on top today, Claire…?”
“On top?”
My gaze was fixed on Claire’s chest.
“Like straddling my waist—”
In essence, I was requesting the rider position. With that position, I could have sex while looking up at Claire’s breasts from below.
“I-it’s a bit embarrassing…”
Claire’s cheeks flushed adorably, and she wriggled her pale naked body. I could see her breasts, hidden by her hands, jiggle. My gaze had been fixed there for a while. Unlike the missionary position, in the rider position, I could fully admire Claire’s breasts from below. That was why I had proposed the rider position.
“But, if Abel wants to… then, okay.”
Still looking embarrassed, Claire diligently agreed to my proposal.
“Um, I just have to straddle you… right?”
Hesitantly, Claire straddled my waist as I lay on my back on the bed. The wooden bed creaked slightly. The anticipation of experiencing my second sexual encounter in life soon had my erection fully engorged. My glans, wet with precum, glistened, and the veins on my shaft seemed to pulsate strongly.
“Just like that… lower your hips…”
My voice was hoarse with excitement.
