**Sara**
I saw the admiration in his eyes as he took in my body, which gave me confidence. Slowly, I undid the button of his jeans, lowering the zipper, and reached inside, wrapping my hand around his hardening cock. He hissed and thrust his hips slightly, and I gave him a wicked smile as I pumped my hand up and down his length a few times.
"Your turn," I said, moving back to the couch, taking a seat and spreading my legs, giving him a clear view of my soaked panties.
Tom wasted no time, pulling his shirt over his head and kicking off his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers. I saw the bulge straining against the fabric and licked my lips. This man was hung, and my body was more than ready for him.
He joined me on the couch, his lips crashing down on mine, his tongue tangling with mine. Our hands roamed, exploring, grabbing, and groping. His hands found my breasts, squeezing and kneading, his thumbs teasing my already-hardened nipples.
I moaned into his mouth, my hands moving down his chest, tracing the contours of his muscular body. I wanted to touch every inch of him, imprint his body on my brain.
Tom's hands were everywhere, setting my body on fire. I needed more, and I needed it now.
"Tom, please," I begged, tugging at his boxers. "I want you. All of you."
A growl escaped his throat as he stood, tearing off his boxers and kicking them aside. His hard cock sprang free, and I licked my lips, my pussy clenching in anticipation.
I took him in my hand, stroking his length as I guided him to my waiting mouth. I teased the tip of his cock with my tongue, swirling it around the engorged head before taking him deep into my mouth.
His hips bucked slightly as I sucked him, my tongue swirling and teasing as I slid my mouth up and down his length. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard as I bobbed my head, one hand stroking the base of his shaft while the other massaged his balls.
"Fuck, Sara," Tom groaned, his hands tangling in my hair. "That feels so damn good."
I took him deeper, my nose pressing into his pubic hair as I swallowed him down. I felt his hands tighten in my hair, guiding me, but I didn't need his guidance. I knew what I was doing and wanted to drive him wild.
I sucked and licked, teasing him with my tongue, my hands squeezing and stroking. I looked up at him through my lashes, enjoying the sight of his head thrown back, his eyes screwed shut as he revelled in the pleasure I was giving him.
"You like that, huh?" I teased.
"God, yes," he groaned, his hips twitching. "Suck me harder, baby."
I did as he asked, hollowing my cheeks and sucking hard as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. His hands tightened in my hair, guiding my pace, his hips thrusting gently to meet my mouth.
"That's it," he encouraged. "You're doing so good, Sara. Gonna make me come if you keep that up."
The thought excited me, and I sped up, wanting to taste his release. I took him as deep as I could, my nose buried in his pubic hair, and swirled my tongue around his shaft.
Tom's hips bucked as he growled, "I'm close. So damn close."
The sound of his pleasure spurred me on, and I hummed my approval, the vibrations sending him over the edge. With a sharp cry, he spilled himself into my mouth, his release coating my tongue. I swallowed eagerly, moaning at the salty taste of him on my tongue.
I continued to suck and lick him gently as he came down from his high, his hands gentle in my hair. When he was spent, I released him with a final kiss to the tip of his cock, my lips lingering for a moment before I looked up at him and licked my lips. "Delicious," I murmured with a playful smirk.
Tom's eyes darkened at my words, and he hauled me to my feet, pressing me against the couch. "My turn to taste you."
Before I could respond, he hooked his fingers in the sides of my panties and tugged them down my legs, leaving me bare. I stepped out of them, and he pushed me gently back onto the couch, spreading my legs wide.
I gripped the edge of the cushions as he settled between my thighs, his breath washing over my sensitive flesh. I felt his fingers gently part my pussy lips, spreading me open, before his tongue flicked out, teasing my clit.
"Oh, God," I moaned, my head falling back as pleasure zinged through me. "That feels amazing."
Tom hummed his agreement, his tongue circling my clit before dipping into my dripping folds. He tasted me like he was starving, his tongue sliding deep into my pussy before withdrawing to tease my clit again.
"Mmm, you taste so sweet," he murmured, his fingers joining in, slipping into my wetness as his tongue continued to work its magic.
I whimpered, my hips bucking as he teased me. "Tom, please," I begged, not even sure what I was asking for, but needing more.
"Greedy little thing, aren't you?"
"Yes," I whispered. "I want it all."
Tom seemed more than happy to oblige, his tongue delving deeper, his fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy in a steady rhythm. He found a spot deep inside me that made my whole body light up, and he focused his attention there, his tongue flicking and teasing as his fingers pumped in and out.
"Oh, there," I moaned, my hips bucking off the couch. "Don't stop, right there."
Tom growled his approval, his tongue working me relentlessly. "Come for me, Sara," he urged. "Let me taste you."
I cried out as the pleasure coiled tight inside me, unleashed in a rush. My juices gushed over Tom's tongue and fingers, and he moaned his approval, his mouth never leaving me.
I rode out my orgasm, my body trembling as pleasure washed over me in waves. Tom continued to tease me gently, his tongue lapping up my juices as my body clenched and unclenched around his fingers.
When I finally came down from my high, I found Tom looking up at me. "Damn, you taste even better than you look," he said with a wicked grin.
I swatted his shoulder playfully. "Flatterer."
Tom just laughed, standing and taking my hand. "Come on," he said, pulling me towards the bedroom. "Let's see how many more times I can make you come."