Erotic Fiction: Flick of the Tongue

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She entered the room quietly, waking me only when she placed her hand on my shoulder and gave me a gentle shake. My name fell from her lips like music, rousing me with a stifled yawn as I rolled towards her in the bed. She pressed her lips to my forehead, trailing feather-light kisses down the bridge of my nose. A small breath of air rushed from my mouth in a sleepy laugh, my eyes unopened since she’d come to bed.

When I felt the length of her body curl against me — stomach to my back, knees tucked just below my thighs, and the sound of her rhythmic breathing close to my ears — I turned to face her. Through slitted eyes, I could make out the faint form of her body; her long hair draped over her shoulders, the elongated and oval shape of her head. She hushed me, despite having never opened my mouth, and disappeared beneath the blankets. Seconds later, my pyjama shorts were being slid off, tugged carefully over my butt and down my legs until my bare skin was cool against the sheets. I chuckled, moving my legs around absentmindedly to find her. 

The flat of her palm found my thigh, pressing it down in place against the bed. I moaned sleepily, another yawn building in my chest. The yawn turned into a gasp the moment her tongue, with weighty pressure, ran its way from the back to front of my vulva. My hands slowly found their way to her head, burrowed like a hibernating creature at the apex of my thighs, her hair tickling my skin as she moved.

I could hear the muffled sounds of her breathing me in, the sounds of her moaning in pleasure as her mouth carefully began to explore my labia. With each tongue stroke, my eyes fluttered further open, and my mind gradually awakened from its slumber. As I came to, it was as if my entire world was focused on the ‘here and now,’ on the sensations ebbing from my pelvis and radiating throughout my body in languid ripples. 

The tips of her fingers circling my vagina, I encouraged her with a slight thrust of my hips. Two fingers slid into me, stroking me in long, drawn-out motions. I whimpered at the building ecstasy, my body feeling electric in every way imaginable. As her hands worked their magic, her tongue began licking at me again, the careful curl of her tongue reminding me of a cat drinking milk.

With my hands between my legs, my fingers clutching thick strands of her hair and moving her up and down, up and down, my eyes flickered shut. I could feel her lips sucking at me, the suction sending shivers down my spine and, despite being blind in the darkness of our bedroom, I could feel goosebumps crawling across my arms. I whispered words of encouragement to her as she edged me on, my body responding to her in every way that it possibly could.

As her fingers drew out from me, I felt it instantly replaced by her mouth, entering me again with the flick of her tongue. A low, guttural sound escaped from me, the sound reverberating through my chest and seemingly echoing through the small bedroom. My heart was racing as I edged towards orgasm, feeling as if it was fluttering into my mouth from the anticipation. I moaned her name, tightening my grip on her hair as she moved against my vulva expertly. She came up for air every so often, inhaling and exhaling with a long, satisfied sigh before returning to her place under the covers. 

After what seemed like an eternity of pure bliss, of a gradual build-up bringing me someplace between dreamland and reality, I found my torso swivelling. My hips bucking upwards against her hungry mouth. My hands clutching wildly at the sheets. I cried out as the orgasm rushed through me, my nerve endings singing with life. With her tongue unrelenting, it came as tidal wave after tidal wave, the euphoria so strong that it brought tears streaming down my cheeks in an emotional crescendo. 

I lay there on the bed panting, my heartbeat hardly slowing as I tried, in vain, to collect myself. She crawled up the bed slowly, sheets rustling beneath her as she moved into her spot beside me. I turned to face her slowly, finding her mouth and tasting myself on her as I kissed her goodnight.