Carrie Ann's Delight

From her chair she held it to my nose. No further instruction was required. I dropped to my knees, lifted her skirt and crawled underneath.

It was safe between her legs. The light filtering through the thin material was just enough to see my prize. Her fat outer lips engulfed her inner lips and hid her clitty. She was smooth shaven but for a sliver of hair above her opening.

Using the flat of my tongue I lapped, like a little puppy, up and down her opening. She was moist and delicious. There is only one thing that tastes better than Rachael's hot moist pussy.

She put her hands on the back of my head and pushed me into her. That was my signal to get more serious about my task. I slipped my right thumb inside her and kissed the sensitive places where her thighs met her smooth flat tummy. I blew a little breeze across her clitty the flicked it with my tongue. She lurched and moaned. I sucked her little bead of nerve endings into my mouth and started flicking it with the tip of my tongue. She wrapped her legs around my head, crossed her ankles and started to squeeze. She was crushing my head as she bucked and wiggled, but I was on her clitty like a leach. She would climax before I released it.

"Would anyone like to fuck this bitch while she is on all fours?" I heard Rachel ask. She had climaxed and my face was wet. She pushed me away from her clitty, but kept my head in a grip.

The best I could tell nobody moved, so she asked. "How about a blow job? This bitch can suck the nails out of a two by four."

Again nothing stirred. I guess my friends decided to take pity on me that one time.

Rachel released me and pushed me back hard. I fell backwards on my ass. "You worthless bitch." She said as she stood, straightened her skirts and left.

I couldn't believe the condition I was in. Silently I crept behind the bar and wiped my face with a wet towel. I retrieved my clothes. My keys were gone. I searched the trash bin, but no keys.