"No sense in rushing things." You reply before kissing her again. Your hands slide down off her hips, under her skirt, and cup the globes of her ass through the thin material of her white panties. The act lifts the skirt up and allows Ellie to get a good shot of you kneading her ass as you make out.
"Ah!" Marcie gasps into your mouth. "You're being so rough!"
"Sorry." You say quickly, slowing down your hands. Marcie grins and presses her lips against yours hard for a few moments.
"Don't be. I'm the field hockey star, remember? I like it rough." You grin back and grab her ass in a strong grip again. She moans as you press her body against yours. Her soft parts collide with your hard ones.
"I can feel you through your pants, Scott." Marcie says. "I've never felt a real cock before. I want it in me so bad."
"Well, I have other plans first." You reply, arching one eyebrow. You push her gently and she falls over onto her back on the gym mat, her arms and legs splayed out as if she was begging to be taken.
"What do you have in mind?" Marcie asked, her voice a mixture of eager want and nervous anticipation. Either she is an amazing actor, or she really is looking forward to this. You just smile back and position yourself between her legs, You hike up her short skirt so her panties are easily visible. You slowly press two fingers against the area between her legs and press down before making slow circles. "Oh! Oooooh..." Is all Marcie says before closing her eyes and arching her back while pushing her body against your hand. You alternate between rubbing in circles and gliding your fingers up and down along her slit. Marcie makes several long gasping noises as you tease her through her panties.
"Get some good shots of her face." Lynn whispers to Ellen, who just nods and moves the camera to capture the look on their jock friend's face.
"You're teasing me too much." Marcie moans. "It feel so good, but it tickles too. I don't think I can take anymore.'
"Well, I think we're ready to try something new." You say, removing your hand. Sure enough, her sheer panties now have a very dark spot between her legs.
"Oooo. Scott made her really wet." Amy remarked. "Look at those soaked undies."
"Get a close up of that too." Lynn added to Ellen.
"Something new?" Marcie asks you, short on breath. She squirms a bit, probably just now realizing how wet her panties are. You nod and look around before your eye settles on a small triangular shaped object. It looks like it's the same material as the mats, so it's probably a tumbling gymnastics aid. You walk over to the gym mat pile and grab the triangle piece. You bring it back and wedge it under Marcie's ass so her back just barley stays on the mat before her legs go up at a 45 degree angle.
"There we go!" You say.
"What is all this for?" Marcie asks, although she didn't fight you at all about adding the new piece to the mix.
"Let me show you." You say and drop to your knees. The angle of her legs allow them to rest easily on your shoulders and you now have very easy access for your face to her crotch. You lean in and lick the wet spot on her panties hard enough so she can feel your tongue pressing against the fabric and running up her vaginal lips.
"Oh God!" Marcie cried out, feeling your tongue. You lick her again and she yells it a second time. "You're going to eat me out?"
"You bet." You say and grab the edge of her panties. She lifts her ass up off the triangle enough for you to yank them off, exposing her warm, bare pussy to the cool air. The thin patch of hair above her slit matched the color on her head. You stare at her inviting snatch hungrily and it seems to embarrass Marcie.
"Don't stare at me with that look." She says to you, her voice erratic. "It's making my pussy quiver." You grin and use the elastic to fling the panties across the gym. Then you move your head back in between her legs. Your hands move to the sides of her hips to keep you up, then you very slowly drag your tongue up the full length of her slit, from her hole to her clitoris, pushing past the folds of skin. Her taste is overpowering and her scent is intoxicating. You hear Marcie scream your name as your rough tongue works her sex.
"Now we're talking." Shelly says, rubbing her hands together. "Some good old muff diving. I hope her gives her a good once over."
"This is amazing!" Marcie pants as you continue to lick the full length of her pussy before shifting focus to trace circles around her clit. This causes a new set of moans from the girl at your mercy. Her hands go to the back of your head to keep it in place, as if she was afraid you might leave. You begin to start making letters with your tongue, repeatedly spelling her name. After a few minutes of your licking and her moaning, you decide to get down to business and start flicking her clit with your tongue.
As the tip of your tongue stimulates the sensitive nub, Marcie squirms around, unable to take the direct pressure. Suddenly, she grabs your head and pulls it away. "I...I can't take any more!" She gasps. "It's too good!"
"Too good?" You ask, trying to fight the smug grin on your face.
"If it would be possible for me to die from pleasure, that would do it." Marcie explains. "Oh God, your tongue was so strong and powerful."
"I'm not through yet." You say and move back into her pussy. Marcie doesn't stop you, but she keeps her hands on your head. This time, you concentrate lower down, your tongue running around the rim to her vagina. She whimpers at the teasing touch until you push you tongue deep into the warm and moist entrance. This causes Marcie to arch her back and make her whole body shake as she lets out a lustful scream that transforms into a wanton moan. You dart your tongue in and out of her repeatedly, causing her to gasp and pant.
"So good! So good!" Marcie chants over and over again between her moans and gasps.
"Now I'm depressed I didn't get any oral sex during my segment." Amy whispers to Ellen, whose face is flushed. She just nods quickly. "I'm going to have to put in a request for the final scene. "
"Stop, Scott!" Marcie suddenly yells. "Oh God, I'm going to cum!"
"And you want me to stop?" You ask, reluctantly ceasing your tongue action.
"Jesus Christ..." She pants, trying to catch her breath. "Oh, I wanted you to keep going. It felt like Heaven. But I don't want to cum yet. There's something I want to do first." |