She opened them when he let go and began pushing up on her. “It’s my turn to taste you,” he said. Demetria needed no more instruction. She rolled off of Cesar and onto the grass next to him, lying on her back as she watched him. He got onto his knees and grabbed her by the ankles. She gasped then giggled as he swung her legs towards him, pivoting her whole body and letting the blades of grass tickle her bare rear.
She had shown him her strength before, but now it was his turn, and he pulled her by the legs closer to him, opening them as he did. Demetria enjoyed his assertiveness. Cecile had gushed to her about it. She had walked the line between poetry and smut as she described how hot it made her when he positioned her with hungry hands. Experiencing it firsthand turned Demetria on even more than hearing the stories. Now she lay on her back, her arms, falling limply above her head as Cesar prepared to eat.
Her legs flinched the slightest bit when his stubbly cheeks brushed her inner thighs, but before she could react more, his mouth was on her. The pressure of his flat tongue against her pussy, already smeared with her juices made her call out. Hearing this indication of pleasure, Cesar wasted no time in repeating the motion, slurping as he sucked in air. The muscles in Demetria’s torso tightened. She was already close to the edge when he started, but the way his whole head moved in concert with his tongue put her right on the verge of orgasm.
He licked her one last time from bottom to top, his tongue broad, and his mustache slick with her fluid before he put his lips onto her clit. He kissed it once, sucking in hard before opening his mouth more fully over her pussy. Her whole slit was covered and warm as he traced the tip of his tongue between her inner lips, lingering at the top and stroking her clitoris. Demetria could take no more. Her arms flailed forward, she held his head and pushed his face against her as she came. Her juices covered his mouth as she convulsed. The grass on her skin felt like silk. She felt the softness of his hands on her hips, and the earth felt light beneath her, a feather bed nestled among the oaks that surrounded them.
Demetria’s mind drifted back to her surroundings The cool ground firm under her, and Cesar’s breath was warm between her legs. Though he had paused for a moment, he resumed his efforts, licking her voraciously, making the muscles in her legs tense up and her brow furrow. She wondered for a moment how she would stand after this, no less carry home what she’d bought at the market. These thoughts faded fast as she lost herself in the pleasure of flesh, in the sensation of Cesar’s tongue attacking her pussy.
Cesar was surprised how tickled he felt to see this woman before him in ecstasy. She was nearly a stranger, but the frankness with which she had approached him, had solicited his affection and made him eager to give her more than just a quick romp. She had come to him, genuine in her desire to witness his proclivity, and he had resolved not to disappoint.
Eventually Cesar relented in his licks and rose to his knees. He began to catch his breath. He watched Demetria on the ground in front of him, caressing her chest with her own tired arms as she recuperated air into her lungs. He was proud of the satisfied mess he had left her. Her dress was now scrunched down and covering little more than the band between her chest and her navel. Her breasts hung to either side of her chest, matching her legs which sat splayed apart, letting the breeze blow across her as her eyes drifted between the treetops. His arousal grow as he gazed at her, and he took his dick in his hand, stroking slowly as it swelled.
She glanced over and caught his stare. She smiled, and he smiled back. She watched him stroke himself and knew that he wasn’t done with her yet. As she began to imagine what he wanted to do, he asked her, “Are you ready to feel this in your pussy?” She nodded. He reached over and turned her onto her stomach. She planted her forearms and knees on the ground and lifted her ass into the air while he caressed the two lovely globes.