“This is one hell of a daydream,” she
moaned. “Kiki, you are finally sliding over the edge into madness.”
Too bad. This was one daydream she
was going to enjoy. She gave herself up to the pleasure flooding her
system. The imaginary lover slid lower, fingers ruffling the bottom
of her skirt before insinuating themselves under the material. The
cotton fabric bunched up around her waist as he clamped his hands
about her hips.
Kiki groaned in ecstasy as his tongue
ran down over the curve of her ass, creating friction on the satin
fabric of her underwear. Her panties suddenly slithered down her
thighs and the hot brand of his mouth moved on. Licking, nipping at
the cheeks and then spreading them to trace down the flesh until he
reached her pussy.
She opened her legs a bit more and
pushed her bottom backward. The invisible hands trailed down her
legs and back up the inside of her thighs. Thumbs gently caressed
her swollen flesh until she moaned in frustration. It was too
much... and not enough. She writhed against the hot boulder. Nails
clawed at the granite surface. The blood rushed through her veins
and the breath caught in her throat.
His tongue lapped at her nether lips
and she screamed, the sound bouncing off the outcrop of rocks. A
parrot in an overhead branch squawked at the intrusion of sound.
Kiki ignored it and concentrated on the sensations ripping all
control from her.
She rocked her hips back and forth as
he parted her and lapped at her clit. A pulsing began deep inside.
Tension coiled low in her belly. Her legs trembled, and for a
moment, she thought she’d collapse into a melted heap on the dusty
red soil.
“Oh, God, don’t tease!” she gasped.
How foolish. It was all in her head. She needed to find her own
release. Live out her daydream to the end.
Then she heard something, or thought
she did.
Something impossible.
Something totally alien.
As you wish, Dearling.
A voice.
Inside her head.
No, it had to be her imagination.
Before she could lever herself away
from the rock, she felt it again. A tongue, rasping against her
sensitized clit. Licking at her opening, plunging deep inside her
pussy. Thrusting and withdrawing, establishing a rhythm designed to
drive her crazy.
Fingers replaced the mobile tongue.
Filling her. Stretching her. Ramming into her with enough force to
drive the sexual tension to the next level.
Kiki whimpered. The breath strangled
in her throat. Spasms started small, radiating out until her whole
pussy throbbed in time with the thrust of his fingers. When he
placed his mouth over her clit and suckled hard, she came apart, the
orgasm harder, longer, than any she’d ever experienced. Sensation
rocked her, driving through her body. She couldn’t think, could only
react, pushing her ass toward him.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she
groaned. God, she could never get enough of this. It was
mind-blowing. Out of this world.
Copyright ©2005 Alexis Fleming
