Date: Thu, 09 Nov 2006 16:57:14 -0700
From: enchanted princess <sprinkledwithlove@hotmail.com>
Subject: Beth's juices

We snuck into my room and locked the door. All day long I'd been
anticipating being alone with Beth. She lived in the house across the
street from mine. She knew I loved it when she knelt on my bed, spreading
her legs, inviting me to play.

Today she wore a skirt and blouse to school. On the way home she told me
her panties were soaking wet. That she'd spent the day dreaming of ways
she wanted me to touch her. My own panties were wet just thinking of her
silky treasure.

I pressed Beth up against the locked door then slid her blouse and bra up
over her breasts. I love the texture and feel of her hardened nipples
sucked tight across my tongue. She grinds her pussy against me while I
suckle her. She moans with need. I suck her hard then chew on her nipple.
Beth presses her breast against my mouth begging me for more. She cries
in protest when I release her and pull my mouth away.

I flick my tongue over her swollen nipple. It's so erotic so beautiful.
Hard and tight like a raspberry, swollen and red. I smile. I know that
tomorrow they'll be hard and raw. Every movement will rub them arousing
her, making her pussy ache for me.

I love her breasts and love torturing them but I need her pussy now. I'm
so hungry for the taste of her golden liquid filling my mouth and sliding
down my throat. I need her rich milky cream pouring into my mouth
enveloping me in her erotic flavor.

I pinch Beth's nipples squeezing hard. My warm breath fans her ear.
"Crawl on my bed and kneel with your face in my pillow and your bottom
in the air." I release her and watch as she crawls onto my bed and
assumes the position I'd requested.

She looks so beautiful and very sexual. Her breathing is ragged, gasping,
sweet moans swallowed by my pillow. Her breasts, still exposed nipples
still hard danced an erotic dance. Her bottom is still veiled by her
skirt and panties but the rhythm of her hips reveals more than naked
flesh could have.

I crawled behind her and knelt off to one side. I was so hungry so eager,
I wanted to cover her pussy with my mouth and drink her. But I wanted our
torture to last much longer. Gently I slid my fingers up the inside of
her left thigh. She jumped, startled by my touch.

The inside of her thighs are so soft and silky. I knew she wanted me to
move up to her panties, I wanted to move up to her panties. But I wanted
her to ache with need, desperate for release.

I reached up to her breast and cupped it. My fingers closed over her
nipple pinching it, twisting it. She spread her legs wider and moaned.
"Please Lisa, please touch my pussy." She whispered to me.

I slid her panties off her bottom baring the crevice of her behind. Then
further until her swollen lips are visible. I slide them lower until she
lifts first one leg then the other. I leave them abandoned on the edge of
my bed. Later when Beth walks home with no panties on I'll have them
pressed to my nose savoring her scent.

Beth's pussy is soaking wet. Moisture glistens from the dark crinkled
opening of her behind to the silky curls crowning her clit. I push her
legs wider opening more of her beautiful treasures for me to enjoy.
She's pumping her hips. If I pressed the heel of my hand to her clit she
would rub it and ride it and spill milky cum across my hand. She has more
for me than just that though. A secret special gift she knows I love.

I slide my finger through the wet stream from clit to bottom. She's
drenched and I'm hungry. But first I know how she loves it when I lick
and finger her behind. I lower my mouth to her hole and taste her. Just
one quick stroke. Instantly her flavor coats my tongue and spreads
through my mouth. I bring my mouth to her again and this time I lick and
stroke circles around and over her tight opening. Beth's moans reach my
ears, my pussy clenches, throbbing. Beth rocks her hips initiating the
rhythm she wants from me. I use my thumbs at the edge of her ring and
spread her so my tongue can plunge into her and stroke her inner muscles.
I push my tongue in then slide it out as deep as I can but I know Beth
wants more. She's wet and slick and ready. One steady stroke and two
fingers spread her open and are buried inside her. She's spasming in
response clenching then releasing, milking my fingers, adjusting. I wait
only long enough for her to settle down just enough. Then I lick her
teasing and caressing while I stroke my fingers in and out.

I know she likes it hard and deep. One day she brought home a zucchini
and a rubber. She knelt on my bed had me lick and suck her hole then told
me to use the zucchini the way I'd been using my tongue.

She was slippery wet, warm moisture from my mouth readying her. I pressed
the hard rounded end gently against the opening my tongue had just
lubricated. Slowly, gently, I was afraid of hurting her. A little harder
and the end spread her entrance. Beth gasped, I jumped and pulled it out.

"Oh Lisa, that feels so good. Bury it again deep inside me!" Once more
I pressed Beth's toy against her tight entrance. Slowly it slid past her
tight crinkled ring. Beth's hips rocked, hungry, eager, desperate. I
hesitated knowing I could cause her pain, unsure, concerned. "Please
Lisa! Shove it deep inside me! Spread me open! Stroke me, please! Make me
cum now!"

Liquid pooled between my legs, my panties soaking. Her need, pure desire,
sexual lust infused my own aching pussy. I throbbed. My clit swollen,
hard, aching, wet. Engulfed with the overwhelming demands of my pounding
clit I pressed hard shoving it deep inside.

Beth panted, gasping. I didn't give her time to adjust, didn't wait for
her virgin muscles to ease with the intrusion. I slid her new toy out
till just the tip was hidden inside, then plunged it deep, burying it
again. Her erotic cries, panting, wrapping us in a sexual cocoon, hot,
pure, sensual lust. Her pink swollen lips glistening with juices spread
wide. I watched her glistening  entrance grasping, clenching, needing
something to cling to something to milk. Above her milky pool her clit
pulsed. Huge, swollen into a hard beautiful nub. It made me hungry. I
ached to suck her into my mouth and stroke her with my tongue, nibble
her, squeeze her between my teeth. I needed to drink her, savor the
nectar from her pool.

I waited, watched, enjoyed her clit swelling, engorging with each thrust.
 Beth was desperate, she reached between her legs intent on stroking her
clit burying her fingers inside her clenching sheath. I grabbed her hand,
pushed it away. Her pussy belonged to me right now. I wanted her wrapped
in the blissful agony for desperate erotic need.

I continued, steady in my rhythm holding her aching, throbbing, needing.
Her creamy puddle called me. Juices leaked, spilling in a glistening
trail. I licked her. Savored her, followed her juices from her tight
invaded opening up to her creamy pool. I knew the juices were there just
for me. Flowing, pooling her special gift, my reward. Teasing, tasting,
savoring, I slid my tongue skimming the surface, drinking from her pool.
A gush of juices proclaimed her pleasure, my aching pussy gushed in
response.

Beth cupped my head, pulled, pressed my face to her pussy, held me there,
rubbing her pussy with my face. I knew what she wanted, felt what she
needed. I'd teased her to far, her pussy demanded nothing less than hard
fast release. Using both hands I spread her lips open pulling them
stretching her, opening her pussy from top to bottom, readying her to
savor.

My tongue so warm and moist, her hips bucked, I plunged deep beginning a
rhythm stroking her towards the edge. Thick silky liquid poured across my
tongue. I sucked her, swallowed her cream, drank her sweet nectar. Her
walls thickened, tightened, grasped my tongue, she hoveres on the edge. I
slid up to her clit, pressed against it with my tongue, felt her throb.

Beth pressed my mouth hard over her clit, demanding her need. My pussy
clenched, I stroked her with my tongue. Back and forth I swiped across
her clit. I pulled her into my mouth, sucking her, holding her captive. A
stroke across her hard clit then I squeeze it, now my teeth hold her
taunting her. I give no warning, I release her then ravage her pulsing
clit,  hard and fast I lick and suck her without mercy I slam her over
the edge, hard and deep, I make her cum. I released her sensitive clit
from my mouth. I slid my tongue into her clenching sheath then sucked.
Luscious cream fills my mouth, I swallowed greedy for more. With the tip
of my tongue pressed inside her I can feel each wrenching spasm explode
through her beautiful pussy. With each spasm a gush of cum floods into my
mouth. Eagerly I drank from her.

Reluctantly I released her as she pulled her pussy from my mouth. I
protested. I loved making her cum. I knew I could make her cum again. I
kissed her thigh and asked her to let me milk her one more time. Beth
laughed with regret. "If you make me cum one more time then more than
just my cum will spill from my pussy." I could hear the regret in her
voice, feel the tension in her body, she desired the raw fulfillment only
found through orgasm.

We both hung, hesitating, each anticipating not certain just knowing
there was something. Beth moved just seconds before I could say anything.
She rolled over twisted and rose bringing her mouth to mine. Her kiss was
hungry, demanding. She wanted my submission, pure hunger for my service,
forceful, insistent, she requested total surrender.

Our tongues mated, stroked, enticed. Beth can take me to the very edge
with just a kiss. She sucks, licks, bites and nibbles instructing me with
her mouth how to pleasure her pussy. Within seconds my hips rock, my clit
engorges painfully harder, cream gushes through my pussy. She grasps the
sides of my face and devours my mouth eating me enticing me, inflaming
me.

I gasp into her mouth. Pleading, begging her, hovering on the edge unable
to climb over. The painful pounding of my clit making me desperate.

Beth releases me, pushes me down onto the bed and spreads my legs. My
pussy clenches eagerly anticipating. I'm surprised but happy as she
crawls on top of me positioning her mouth above my pussy and her pussy
above my mouth. She presses against me smashing my breasts with her
stomach.

I as she drew her finger up through my slit, sliding over my engorged
clit. I spread my legs even wider, opening my pussy offering it to her.
Instead of the warmth of her mouth I felt the coolness of her breath.
"Lick my pussy and make me cum, then swallow my juices, then I'll let
you cum." She said. Only two thoughts filtered through my throbbing
haze, make Beth cum in my mouth, and my cuming.

Eagerly I pulled her hips lower and raised my mouth to her wet pussy. I
slid my tongue over her clit then buried it inside her. Using my tongue
as a spoon I lapped up her juices drinking deep from her as she gushed
with pleasure. She buried her fingers deep inside me and held them
pressed in place. I clenched around them, spasming, juices spilling. She
taunted me, tasting me only with her tongue. Stroking and sucking only
enough to keep me painfully aroused, refusing my need to cum.

Focused on wrenching another orgasm from her I tilted her hips, forced
her legs wider and headed for her clit. Lightly, gently at first I
readied her, kissing and teasing her clit until she was vulnerable to my
touch. Then I pilled her deep and steady burying her in a explosion of
sensations. I lapped her clit forcing her on, knew when it became too
sensitive then tilted her pussy and poured her cream into my mouth.

She began to relax as her orgasm ebbed. I loosened my grip on her hips
and lowered my head to the mattress. I was exhausted from the intensity
of her responses. At the same time I was spun into a tight ball of need.

Beth lowered her pussy down and positioned it against my mouth. She
flicked my clit with her tongue. I opened my mouth and cupped her. She
began stroking me, wet, warm sweeps of her tongue. She pressed her pussy
hard to my mouth. Warm liquid spread across my tongue. Her taste was
different, not musky and sweet this was slightly bitter. I tried to turn
my head away but she held me pressed against the bed. Her hard tongue on
my clit distracted me. She drove me closer to release.

Warm liquid spilled into my mouth, instinctively I swallowed.
Understanding flashed through my mind, I rejected it. Her mouth on my
clit demanded I accept it. I raised my hips, spread my legs wider,
reached for her hips, pulled her to me and savored her.

Wave after wave filled my mouth, I swallowed and gulped her liquid.
She'd held it a long time, filled my mouth with swallow after swallow.
The last drops poured into my mouth, Beth sucked my clit hard into her
mouth and stroked her tongue. My clit was tortured, huge, the skin pulled
back fully exposing it, each stroke of her tongue lanced through me. At
first I couldn't cum. I'd waited so long. Then in painful intensity my
pussy exploded. It felt like I was turning inside out. Beth kept me
sucked into her mouth rubbing my clit forcing me to cum harder and
longer. My clit ached, so sensitive but still she stroked me. My juices
flowed.

Beth stilled her tongue and held me cupped in her mouth. In a warm
throbbing glow of satisfaction I relaxed marveling in the pulsing of my
body. I thought about what Beth had done, what I had done. I wonder when
she'll do it again?

I never imagioned feeling a desire to tase muchless drink another womand
pee, I've read some stories about it and now I find that I want to do
just that. The story of Beth and Lisa are desires voiced from inside my
head.

I've enjoyed the e-mails from people who've enjoyed one of my stories.
Thank You

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