Chapter 16 Clit Rub

• “As much as I love to see you in your white undies, I need them out to do my job”, his moves became even more sensual. His words suddenly sounded so sexy. His eyes convey pure lust towards the beauty in front of him. I felt overwhelmed. I have never seen this side of him. So attractive. He is a man, but I dare to say, he is bewitching, irresistible, and deadly seductive. I think all my known adjective words to describe him right now do not give him justice. He was somehow a mixture of ferociously fierce and sweet. Playful and dedicated. How can even two opposite things be in one and still result positively? He looked passionately aroused yet so careful to touch her. As if she was a porcelain doll that would break into pieces if not being careful. He started showering kisses all over my toes, up to my legs, knees, thighs, and all around my lower body. I let him do as he wanted. Until he finally reaches the very center of my being. He marveled at the look of my untouched possessions. Shaved and I am sure as I have seen it when I shave, the outer lips are puffy and pinkish while the inner lips are thin and brighter reddish pink. He pecked kisses around it. Just around, as if saving the best for last. He ran his fingers on my now sensitive lady parts. His touch was so soft that it tickles me more. How I wished he would just slap on it instead. But I didn't want to interrupt him. Just like I didn't want to be interrupted when I am busy. I can feel my pussy pulse in anticipation. Not to forget that I am still feeling shameful of him looking at me down there, my latent mind tells me to cover up. ,
• “You are lovelier than my limited mind had ever imagined.” His voice was so hoarse and low as if he was talking to himself alone. His touch became as light as feathers running on my skin, tickling as he never put any pressure on it. Then his lips took over what his hands were doing and he peppered kisses on every inch of skin he could reach. He whiffed and sniffed as if he could smell something that pleased his senses. I can feel myself getting wet and wetter as his moves get more intense and eager. He darted his tongue out to trace the lines of my pussy lips, making the line in between open for it to find my sensitive bud of nerves. His move made me stiffen my body, held my breath and a soft groan left my mouth.
• “Do you feel that, Lucy? That is what you do to me whenever your warm tongue runs around my rod.” He uttered erotically. I felt hot not just by his tongue but his words of unhidden lust as well.