Sophie leads me by the hand into her bedroom, guiding me down onto the soft mattress. It feels strange to let her take control, the part of me still frightened of the control she has over me losing ground to the part of my that is desperate to feel her mouth on my aching cock. She is shorter than me, but as she straddles me, lowering her buttocks towards my face it occurs to me that her hips are significantly wider than mine.

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She bends forward, planting her palms on my hip bones as she adjusts the position of her knees to present her hairy muff to my face. The weight of her on my pelvis is commanding, her thick thighs resting lightly against the sides of my head, blocking my view of anything but her naked body. I pant with the overpowering arousal as I gaze hungrily at her pendulous breasts and her heavy belly hanging tantalizingly close to my own naked body.

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Instinctively I reach out to touch her breasts, taking one of her globes in each hand, beginning to massage them tenderly. She moans softly in approval, letting her hips descend slightly, the teasing touch of her pubic hair brushing my face highlighting the rich bouquet of her pussy. The scent of her arousal is strong and earthy, heavy with the pheromones of her sex, making me pant for more as I inhale the chemistry of her moisture. My head reaches up, my tongue licking her cleft lightly, the taste of her sharp and acidic, but delicious in its promise. I groan at the privilege of her intimate juices on my tongue, my head coming back down onto the bed as I feel her press into me, her thighs spreading to push her hairy mound of plump wet flesh into my face.

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I moan uncontrollably as I feel her sex engulf my mouth, my tongue lapping thirstily at her engorged labia. My nose separates her thick lips as my tongue grazes her clitoris, her body tensing as I press more firmly on her sensitive nub. The taste, smell, and weight of her is my entire world as my mouth explores her swollen sex, her flavors mingling with my saliva as I lap obediently at her wet vulva, breathing the heavy smell of her arousal deep into my lungs as I gasp for air.

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My cock strains agonizingly in its cage as I feel her move her hands from my hips to my inner thighs, her soft fingers teasing my tender flesh, making me buck comically in response to the overwhelming sensations of her in all of my senses. I cry out in pain as her fingers stroke my balls, my body responding to her mocking touch by stiffening my already tortured cock. She moans appreciatively, beginning to pant as she grinds her pussy into me, my face slick with her juices, my own genitals craving the pleasure I feel building in her as her body starts to move rhythmically, her hips using my face with growing urgency.

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My lips and tongue service her clit, feeling it stiffen and swell in response to my forceful tongue, my lips cradling and sucking her delicate folds, my body unable to comprehend that my service of her will not be rewarded. He touch on my cock is unbearable, and I feel her take it into her mouth again, her wet warmth a delicious torture as my body thrusts and moans, the cruel stimulation honing my torment, making me complicit in my own predicament.

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Suddenly I feel her spasm, her body tensing, her swollen pussy begin the clench rhythmically as she orgasms, gripping my head with her thighs as she cries out “Yes! Yes! Yes! Don’t move hold right there! Yes! Oh Yessss!” I stop, my tongue resting firmly against her pulsing clit, my face pressed deep in her enflamed and tangled pussy until she finally collapses, laughing with pleasure and relief. She lifts her sweat covered body, turning about to lie next to me, wrapping her arms around me and pushing one thigh between mine to entangle our bodies. Her breasts pressed against my chest as she kisses me tenderly, my body shaking with desperate need as I kiss her deeply. “Mmmm. Thank you Greg.” She whispers. That was exactly what I needed.”