"Oh God yes!" she groaned. "That’s it! That’s it!"
I raised my head and dripping beard from her crotch and said, "Turn over."
She did, exposing her lovely ass and pussy to me. I leaned forward and began probing the crack of her ass with my tongue. I heard wordless cries as Carrie raised herself fully to me. Gingerly, I inserted my tongue into her tight little orifice as she began to bounce up and down on the mats.
I slid lower into her pussy and used my tongue like a cock, going as deeply as I possibly could into her body. Inarticulate grunts were my reward.
Finally, Carrie could stand no more. She rolled suddenly on to her back and pulled my face once again into her very wet, greedy pussy. "Eat me dammit!" she ordered desperately.
I began again licking her now prominent clit, moving the hood from around it with the tip of my tongue. She was beyond the power of speech, emitting only feral grunts. At same time I reached around and delicately began to insert my finger into her moistened anus. She thrashed. Slowly I worked it in until I felt the sphincter relax and I slowly pushed to the second knuckle. I felt her contractions begin. As they mounted, I ever so slowly began to withdraw my finger in time to the contractions.
"Oh God! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! I’m coming!" Carrie groaned. Her orgasm built stage upon stage and with my free hand I could feel the tension and beginning tremors in her abdomen. At the very pinnacle of her pleasure, I suddenly pulled my finger from her ass and gave three fast sucks on her clit. Her orgasm broke in waves of intense spasming and my mouth on her pussy rode the waves with fiendish glee, never releasing her clit until her animal groans melted into the silence of the afternoon.
"Whoosh!" Carried panted at my drenched face. "That was terrific! I’m totally wasted, too wasted to do you."
"That’s okay." I smiled. "Besides, I enjoy your orgasms almost as much as you."
We lay together in the stained glass light while Ali Jihad Racy played quietly, two happy primates suffused in a sexual glow. The scent of superb sex suffused the air as the afternoon began its slow drowse towards evening.
"What time is it?" Carrie asked sleepily.
"I don’t know. Maybe 4:30." I replied.
"Shit! I’m late!" she said, "I’ve got to get home and make dinner."
She rose unsteadily from our oil-dampened sheet and headed for the bathroom, bundling her clothes as she went. I heard the shower running as I lay there, bathed in her glow and wonderful juices.
When she emerged ten minutes later, Carrie’s hair was brushed and glossy and you couldn’t tell that not half an hour earlier she’d been a woman in glorious rut driven by the demands of her mindless furrow. She gave me a lingering kiss and asked, "Same time next week?"
"I’ll be here." I said.
With that she was out the door and back to her regular life, back to her husband and children in the Valley.
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