The Salt Lick

It’s cold outside. I pull my jacket tighter around me. My nipples are hard and it’s evident too. Strictly from the ever teasing breezes. I see her standing in the distance. She’s waiting for me. The doorway framing her delicate figure. Only I know she’s anything but delicate. She welcomes me inside. “Thinking of me on the way over?” She asks with a flex of her brow. “Of course miss. My mind only has room for you.” I reply. Bashful in tone and a glance downward at the ground display submission even without command. She knows she has me. Powerless, I follow to the room for us. “Strip” she commands. I obey. I unbutton my jeans and slide the zipper down. “Tsh tsh tsh...” she holds her hand up and begins undressing her own self. I cease. “Slower... go. Slower.” I obey. I unhook my bra this time. Pulling the straps through my arm holes in my top. My shirt feels good against my bare breasts. I feel it might be shaking with alliance of my heartbeat. But she doesn’t notice. She’s already naked herself. Laying on the bed. Her back against the frame. Her hand already squishing inside herself. “That’s right. Mommy loves watching you undress. My dirty little slut...” I slide my jeans off. But I keep the panties on. They’re her favorite color. Purple. Just like her. Appearing delicate but actually bold. The top is off. I try covering my stomach with my arms. Almost in a cradling motion. “Stop.” The squishing ceases. She gets up and comes over to me. She grabs my hands and moves them to her. I’m petrified to touch her. Her skin soft and clear. She grabs me and kisses me. My first kiss. Our first kiss. I press further into her. My clit has a heartbeat. I start to get wet for her. Yes, just after one kiss. But I, admittedly was already becoming wet throughout the day thinking of what this moment would feel like. Her tongue is cool and it slides against mine. Sending a moan out of my insides. She moans back. I know she loves my moans. She unexpectedly grabs my breast and I moan sharply. She pulls away and looks at what she’s gripping. She squeezes. And grabs my hand. She moves it from her hip to her breast. I gasp and I get wetter. I knew I was smart to keep my panties on, otherwise I’d be dripping on the floor. “Does it feel good, honey? Does baby wanna taste?..” I blush and nod my head. Her hand leaves my breast and moves to the back of my head. “Taste mommy” she commands. I obey. I’ve never felt something so smooth against my lips. My tongue swirling and flicking against her rose colored nipple. I rub her clit with my other hand.. she’s so wet... I want to please mommy. Walking backwards to the bed she lays on her back. I want to please mommy. I kiss her neck. Her breasts. Her stomach. I sit on my knees. I’m too scared to finger her with my long nails. But I want to please mommy. I slink down. I kiss her toes. And lick her calves. I kiss and nibble her inner thighs. I want to please mommy. I spread her pussy lips and lick upward. I flick my tongue on her clit and suck it. I Keep licking from the bottom, up. I wrap my arms around her thighs and lift her slightly upward. Running my tongue against her asshole. Spitting then licking my Queen. Still licking upward. Lick. Lick. Lick. I hope I’m doing okay. I’ve never tasted anyone and mommy tastes so good. My panties are soaked. Lick lick lick. I want to please mommy...