Approximately 6300 words
by Madison Langston
Story Number 3 of The Erotic Adventures of David Farrell
When my heartbeat slowed, and I stopped shaking, I turned toward Becca. I’d never felt such calm, such peace. I would have stayed snuggled next to her the rest of the night, but I felt an emptiness, a need to make love to Becca as she’d made love to me. Once that thought entered my mind, my lust for her body grew.
Urging Becca onto her back, I hovered over her and kissed her lips. Smelling myself on another woman’s face made something twist inside me, and I felt my pussy swell. I placed my hand between her thighs and discovered how wet she was. The crotch of her panties was drenched.
She kissed me. “Dawn, you don’t have to do that. Just being with you this way is wonderful.”
“I know I don’t have to. I want to. I need to. Tonight has opened up a whole new universe to me. I truly want to do this. If I don’t do it right, be patient, okay?”
We kissed for several minutes, and I licked my drying fluids from her lips and chin. As my lips caressed hers, my hands caressed her body. I stroked from her chest to her mound and along the insides of her soft thighs. I watched her need grow, as my fingers teased her panty-clad pussy, her abdomen, her stomach, her arms, and hands.
Moving down from her lips, I kissed her throat, and when I felt her rapid beating heart, I knew I was doing something right. Becca was breathing through her mouth, and as my lips devoted attention to her nipples, her breathing grew erratic. When I moved back to her lips, I thrilled at her excited attempts to suck my tongue into her mouth.
Finally, I broke our kiss and licked my way down her body, teasing breasts and stomach and navel, along the way.