As Paul continued “upstream” with his mouth, he began to lightly graze up and down Carol’s pubic area with his hand. He ran his fingers up through her red bush and then back down over her lips, all the way down to the perineum. Then back up again lightly going back and forth until eventually his mouth was now on Carol’s sex and at that point his pattern changed.
Now his mouth seemed to have responsibility for the upper end of her pleasure area, from her clit down to about midway along her lips where his fingers continued their movement from that point down. As Paul began to press harder with his tongue and fingers he began to feel the wetness developing around Carol’s opening. He allowed his fingers to slip inside and collect some of that fluid to spread around her thickening lips and up to her hood, where there was the first sign of her clitoris beginning to peek out.
Feeling that it was time to take it up a notch, Paul inserted two fingers inside of Carol and started slowly moving them in and out of her as he moved his tongue up to see if he could coax that clit out more. Carol had stopped listening for her daughter, now her effort was to make sure she was not making any noise as the pleasure Paul was giving her was building into what was probably going to be a big orgasm.
Paul began to pick up his pace with his fingers. He was sure that Carol was enjoying this as her clit had now come fully out from its hood and he was now attacking it with his tongue and mouth. He was twirling around it and pushing it back and forth, doing anything he could to keep his tongue on it and moving at the same time. Carol was now dripping like a leaking faucet and that was Paul’s signal to try something he had been thinking about for a while.
Paul began sucking on Carol’s clit while he removed his fingers from inside her and brought his hands up to Carol’s hips. Then he pulled her forward such that her buttocks was right at the end of the couch cushion. Carol was mostly on her back but she could still see Paul between her legs. Paul again crawled forward to the couch draping Carol’s legs over his shoulders.
His left hand was now rubbing her crotch and gliding back and forth across her aroused clit. He used his right hand to scoop up some of the fluids now steadily flowing out of Carol and then moved down to her anus and began rubbing the fluid around her rear entrance, lubricating it.
Carol was sure that Paul was about to put a finger into her butt and she relished the thought. She had begun to do this herself when she masturbated, and it always helped get her over the edge. However, Paul removed the finger and then slid both hands under her butt to support her and moved his mouth from around her clit to her rosebud. Paul took one long swipe and Carol actually moaned out loud.
Somewhere her mind was trying to tell her she needed to be quiet and she did try to stifle her moans. But exactly why she could not remember as her mind was now focused on the sensations running throughout her body. Paul was swiping his tongue up and down her back door, making it slick with his own saliva while he was trying to keep Carol stabilized as her body began to twist and thrust with her oncoming climax.
Paul next began to circle Carol’s rosebud moving closer and closer to the opening, like water going down a drain. When his tongue finally hit it, Paul pushed his tongue into her butthole as far as he could, all the while rubbing his other hand back and forth across her clitoris as fast as he could.
Later Carol would say that the only way she could describe the feeling she had at that moment was that “It was pleasure. But there is no adjective I know of that can truly capture the depth of that pleasure.” Her eyes shot open but she quickly saw nothing as her pupils rolled up into her head and she quickly squeezed her eyes shut. Her mouth opened, but fortunately she made no sound, although it was not from conscious effort that she remained silent.
She did not actually remember falling of the couch, but when her mind was able to re-focus she was on the floor in front of the couch. Paul was a few feet in front of her and appeared to be soaked as if he had run into the house from his car during a thunderstorm. His face seemed happy but also surprised and maybe even a little shocked. Carol could not understand why although as her head was clearing it was apparent that at some point Paul had moved back from the couch and without his support, she had slipped off it and onto the floor. Since she could not solve the riddle, she asked Paul what had happened.
Paul told her “When I put my tongue inside you, your whole body tensed up. You had been trying to be quiet but you still had been making some noise, but it was suddenly dead silent. So I leaned back to look at you and as my tongue came out, you just exploded cum. It was one massive explosion of cum, there is no other way to describe it. It caught me by surprise and I leaned back and my hands came out from under you and you slid down the cushion onto the floor. I looked at your face and your eyes were shut tight and you mouth was open but there was no sound coming out. Eventually your eyes openen but were unfocused. Your mouth had closed but it seemed to have a big smile on it. So I just sat back and kept looking at your eyes as they became more focused. Had you ever cum like that before?”
Carol answered no which she felt was truthful since the other day with Jen it had not been a single explosion like Paul was describing. She still felt slightly light-headed but could sense that she was almost recovered. She added “Paul, I can’t really come up with the words to describe how wonderful that felt. What I can tell you is that I will remember that feeling and that orgasm for as long as my mind works. Just saying thank you is not enough. What can I do to try to in some small way thank you for that?”
Paul had not specifically planned all this, but he had hoped that Carol would so enjoy what he did that she would be open to return the favor. He asked her “Will you do the same to me?”
Caught up in all the naughtiness of the evening and the fact that he had just given her so much pleasure doing it, she readily agreed. “But how shall we do this” she asked.
Paul went and placed his right knee on the couch and held on to it back of it with right hand. With his left leg on the floor, he could reach back with his left hand to help create better access to his back door. “You’ve put some thought into this.” Carol noted.
“A little bit, yes.” Paul admitted.
Carol now moved up behind him. Upon seeing the hair on his buttocks and around his anus, Carol said “I will do this tonight but if we are ever going to do it again, you will need to shave back here.”
“That’s fine.” Paul said “We’ll have to pick a date for you to shave me.”
Carol was still a little hesitant about this and so she reached out first and started to play with Paul’s scrotum. This too was a little hairy. “We’ll have to include this as well.” Carol told Paul. She had already started to fondle his balls and Paul was loving this feeling. He knew it was not the first time Carol had touched him here, but he could not remember when the last time had been.