At the same time she let go, and we lay for a while unmoving, my head on her chest, listening to the pounding of her heart. In a while there was within us both some kind of stirring. And once again I began to move, but now I went toward her mouth. She reached for me greedily, and before my lips reached hers she began licking my mouth and face. Her tongue was sensitive and quick, and I closed my eyes and let it roam over my eyes and forehead and cheeks. Finally she reached around and inserted the tip of her tongue into my ear, something which is like pushing the red alert inside me. I moved on reflex and reached down to plant my hand square between her thighs in the space between cunt and asshole. I grabbed her hard and perhaps hurt her a little bit, but she moaned and fell back writhing. I moved down and sat directly between her legs. I pushed her thighs apart and looked long and lovingly at the already wet cunt before me.
It was a heartbreakingly beautiful picture. Dark matted hair, red-violet lips, white flesh, and dark folds underneath where the buttocks met. And the entire thing resting on a firm globular ass, the curves of which peeked out from under as she lay there. To make it even more heady, the pungent aroma of cunt was already beginning to fill the air.
I reached forward with both hands and parted the outer lips. The inner lips were still stuck together, pink and closed, and gently I ran my finger down between them until they too fell open. She responded with a deep, ecstatic sigh and I saw a shudder of acceptance go through her entire body. I leaned forward and peered at the very heart of her cunt, at the rosebud opening which lay buried under all the protective layers. I inserted my middle finger and was immediately plunged into a different world, a world where variations in heat and texture were the only language. My feelings varied between the clinical and the poetic. At one point I was touching and identifying all the anatomical parts, and suddenly I was only deep in wet, pulsating cunt, with an exquisite young woman reacting to my every touch with silent implorings to have me do more.
I reached the cervix and touched the very entrance to the womb. She gasped and I pulled out my finger, only to insert my hand. I put all four fingers from thumb to ring finger into the cunt opening. At first she resisted, but I moved in without hurting her, and soon I was in her as far as anatomy would allow. I let my hand loose and just walked and stroked and pinched every inch of her now-stretched cunt. She reached down and, kicking up her legs, grabbed her ankles so that she was completely split apart, totally exposed. The juices were running very freely and dribbling down between her buttocks. I twisted my hand enough to allow me to put my pinky into her asshole, now lubricated by her own secretions. All the barriers broke at once, and I found myself in a frenzy of movement, pushing and pulling and twisting and pummeling her cunt and ass, not knowing whether I was hurting her or giving her pleasure, and hearing from a distance her cries of desire, screaming for more and more, until the spasms began deep in her cunt and moved down into her belly, and she rocked and came and came.
She fell back, eyes closed, and didn't move. I slowly pulled my hand out of her, and looked at the thin wild body now lying so still. For an instant she seemed dead, and the thought excited me beyond my expectations. That was one trip it seemed I would never enjoy. But she was alive, and I could pretend she was dead. Thus have my cake and talk to it too. I moved up and stretched myself out over her. "Don't move," I said. "I want you to lie perfectly still. Don't make a sound. I'm going to shove my cock into you, and fuck you until I come. And you're going to lie there and take it. I don't care whether you like it or not. I'm not interested in anything except your cunt right now."
I lowered myself onto her and felt my cock