My rough tongue on her buttery pussy

My rough tongue on her buttery pussy
Disclaimer: This is a semi-fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. “Don’t do that. It might be dirty there,” Tanya said, looking at me. She was scared and panicking. Things had never gone this far between Tanya and me. Her eyes were focused on her panties hanging on the edge of the desk. But first, let’s talk about how Tanya’s panties were hanging on the edge of the desk under her clothes. Tanya and I are final-year engineering graduates. We had an eye for each other from the first day we met in the college canteen. But after many rejections, she finally agreed to a date. However, Tanya never expected that the first date would lead to numerous other dates; we were a couple. We both were Hostelites, and our dates were short but cute. The final year days gave us a lot of freedom, but equally, tiring project works. However, we both were in the same project group. We spent time in the classrooms, libraries, and laboratories working on project-related activities. These lasted longer than the usual college hours. Since hostels were nearby, students were allowed to stay back for an hour or two even after college working time. We always chose a vacant or less populated room since it gave us peace and the quietness to focus on work. Gradually over some time, whenever we got a vacant room, we used to sneak a kiss here and there. But recently, things were getting out of hand. Kisses became smooches and fully blown liplocks. Hugs evolved into intense boob presses and ass-crushing. Tanya had lifted her top for me once to show me the bra she wore. But we had never seen each other’s private parts or her boobs. But today, things went an extra length. We were working on certain algorithms and formulas. It was drizzling outside as it was the onset of the monsoon. We were sitting close to each other, shoulders pressing each other to keep us warm. I planted pecks on her cheeks every 2 mins, and she loved it. We waited for the last lecturer to vacate the staffroom. As soon as that was done, I rushed towards the door to latch it and smiled at her. She got up and walked toward me, saying, “Someone is excited today.” Remember this was when CCTV was just being introduced and our college hadn’t installed it yet. She was wearing a navy blue geometric print maxi dress. Tanya was very fair. Almost like a wheat cream colour. The dark blue colour seemed to give her skin glow. The small repetitive geometric patterns made it look beautiful, like how beautiful she was. “You are beautiful,” I said as she walked toward me. She had reapplied her pink lipstick. Her lips were glowing. The tube light from above made her look like an angel. Due to the weather, there wasn’t much sunlight spreading light through the windows We had only switched on one tube light and fan that was adequate for the first 3 rows of benches in class. Since we were working on the first row, this was more than enough. I pulled her by holding her waist and planted a deep wet kiss on her lips. She squirmed. Her lips flickered. My lips sandwiched her lower lips between them. I had a hand on her waist and another on her neck. The button on the Mandarin collar popped as I moved my hand. “Let’s get back to work,” She said, withdrawing her lips. I followed her like a puppy and planted myself in the seat adjacent to hers. I couldn’t keep my hands away from her. They moved all across her back. Leaning, I kissed her neck. This was the day I realized the neck was her sensitive spot. Tanya just moaned her first deep moan. Her eyes were closed, and she turned her head and looked at me. I leaned forward and kissed her again on her lips. But she was wild now. Her lips were dominating mine. We kissed each other like animals. Her lips cycled from sucking my upper and lower lips. Our saliva exchanged through each other’s mouths. When we opened our eyes, we were forcing our bodies on each other. We knew our bodies would soon demand more. “This is enough,” Tanya said, but my hand was on her waist. As she tried to get up, I leaned for another kiss, and she reciprocated. She wanted to resist and stop me, but her body was ready to mate. She sucked my lips wildly. I had never seen her this excited side. It was always me who used to dominate. But today, she was the one sucking my lower lip like a calf sucking on a cow’s teat. I sensed an extremely arousing smell arising from her skin. She spread her pheromones to let her mate subdue and unload his seeds inside her. But this wasn’t the time. She wrapped herself tightly over me, and I had my hands on her ass. They were soft spongy and erotic to me. I held each cheek on either palm and squeezed them like pillows. She was only getting wilder on my face. She had both my lips between her lips. But then she stopped. Even though her hands were still wrapped around my neck, she looked down towards my feet. But I realized it was not my feet. I was erect as a pole, and she felt it over her belly rubbing when she kissed. “We need to stop,” She said sheepishly, smiling as she looked at the dent in my jeans. I couldn’t stop anymore. I held her waist and placed her over the table. Then kissed her again, lips locked. I had one arm on her hip while the other had her right melon grasped within. The wilder we got, the better she was spreading her legs. Her legs had free movement under the maxi and naturally widened to let the tool meet the hole. Finally, when we separated lips, her legs were widely spread. I was pressing myself over her between them. She purred. Our organs were touching each other through the dress. Still unsure how it happened, I moved my hand down to touch her vagina overdress. It was warm and very wet even when I touched it through her dress. “We should stop now.” But neither did she stop me or pull away.

I don’t know how or what made me say those words but her melons twitched when I whispered, ” I want to eat you.” She groaned and hugged me. I slowly lifted her long blue maxi dress to her knee and waited for her to say something, but she didn’t stop me. Happily, I continued while Tanya kept kissing my neck and sucking my earlobes. She had transformed into a wild animal. Finally, the dress was at her waist and rolled like a sheet on her upper thigh. She had plump thighs. She hadn’t waxed. But neither of us knew we would go this far. “Should I take off your panties?” I asked before getting ready to lick the platter between her legs. “Don’t make me moan loudly,” She answered, but her voice was too low and husky with heavy breaths. I dug my fingers between her legs to locate the edges of her panties. They were normal blue panties that she used for daily wear. Had thin elastic at the edges. I grabbed them and pulled them down quickly. Tanya groaned as the elastic left her skin. It rolled down to her thigh. I wanted it out entirely. She pulled her legs close and pushed the rolled panties down. I held it like a precious gift, pulled it out of her ankle, and then threw it behind me. “Don’t do that. It might be dirty there,” Tanya said, looking at me. She was scared and panicking. Things had never gone this far between Tanya and me. Her eyes were focused on her panties hanging on the edge of the desk But both knew she wanted it bad from how wide her legs spread in front of me. I looked at her heavenly hole for the first time. She had a darker complexion down there. Her skin was smooth, but she was also hairy but not a thick bush. Her pussy was puffy cookie type, with her labia hiding the insides safely. I got between her legs and looked at it. It was the smell of her pussy that was intoxicating me. I couldn’t hold much longer looking at it. Drenched and soaked, it looks delicious. I gently planted a kiss, and she grunted and then wrapped her right leg over my shoulder. She held the maxi and covered it over me, making it look like a tent and me inside. “Baby, we don’t have time,” She said, grabbing the edges of the desk. I knew we didn’t have time, but I wanted to taste it. I extended my tongue and licked from the bottom to the top of her cunt. It wasn’t something that would taste like pure goodness, but it was something that I craved. Salty, slimy and warm. I kept licking like that, and she grabbed my head. She grunted gently and stroked my head. Now was the time I had to use everything I learned from porn. I spread her labia, kissed the tender pink inside skin, and then rubbed my tongue over it. She grunted my name. My tongue moved upwards when it felt like a round, thick, soft, spongy bulge. She groaned when I touched it, I touched it again, and she squirmed. It was her clit, and I loved it. I started flicking it with my tongue, and she went crazy. “Oh, Hari… Baby,” She moaned but muffled her moans with her palm. I knew that was the spot. I kept rubbing it over and over with my tongue. I felt her honey leaking on my lower lips and my chin. “I feel so good. Please don’t stop,” She said for the first time, which was enough to rejuvenate me. I locked her clit between my lips and kept sucking. I didn’t even touch her hole with my tongue all this time. I could feel it leaking and opening, but her clit excited me. She couldn’t last much. It was our first cunnilingus. Her leg tightened our my shoulder and quivered. Then she gasped and moaned simultaneously. His waist forced her pussy towards my face, and I accepted it with pleasure. I felt it heat like a boiling pan. She groaned deeply under her muffled voice and loosened her grip. She was done, her first orgasm, beautifully simple and effective. I know even after years, she wouldn’t forget it. As soon as I got up, she grabbed me and kissed me deeply. “Thank you, baby,” She said, then looked at my boner. “What to do there?” “Maybe some other time,” I replied. She smiled and got off the desk, then adjusted her dress back. Holding her panties, she said, “It’s soaked, thanks to you.” “Let me have it then,” I grabbed it and dumped it in my bag. While leaving, she asked me, “How do I taste?” “Like butter.” Looking for women to collaborate on stories and please with the tongue from Mangalore, Bangalore. Ping me and send your valuable feedback to [email protected] or @tarakhari3 over Instagram. Hope you enjoy my other story, ‘The Wetness Adventure.’