She pushed me onto the bed the second the door clicked shut, her tank top already soaked through from the summer heat. “Lick them,” she said, raising both arms straight up. Her pits were dark with sweat, the hair matted and glistening. I didn’t waste time. I buried my face in her left armpit and dragged my tongue from the bottom to the top in one long, filthy stroke. The taste hit me hard—salt, musk, pure girl sweat. She moaned low and ground her hips against my thigh.
I licked again, slower, pressing the flat of my tongue into the hollow and letting the wet strands of hair slide between my lips. She tasted stronger the deeper I went. My cock was already straining against my jeans, but I stayed focused on her pits. I switched to the right one, sucking the skin gently at first, then harder, pulling the sweat into my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head and held me there.
“Fuck, just like that,” she growled. “Suck it clean.”
I sucked and licked until her pit was shiny with my spit instead of just sweat. She reached down, yanked my shirt off, and shoved me onto my back. Then she straddled my chest and lowered her left pit right over my mouth again.
I opened wide and let her rub it across my tongue, back and forth, marking my face with her scent. My nose was buried in the damp hair while my tongue worked the skin. Every time she rocked forward, her nipple brushed my forehead.
She slid lower until her soaked panties pressed against my stomach. I could feel the heat of her pussy through the thin cotton. She kept one arm raised so I could keep licking while she reached behind her and freed my cock. Her fingers wrapped around it, stroking slow and tight.
“Keep eating my pit while I jerk you,” she ordered. I obeyed, tongue working in long, greedy laps. The more I licked, the wetter her underwear became against me. She started grinding, dragging her clit along the ridge of my abs while I sucked and swallowed every drop of her sweat.
When she finally peeled her panties off, she didn’t sit on my dick. Instead she turned around, planted her knees on either side of my head, and dropped her right pit straight onto my mouth again. At the same time she leaned forward and took my cock between her lips. The position let me keep licking while she sucked me deep. Every time she bobbed her head, her pit rubbed across my tongue. The smell and taste were overwhelming—thick, feminine, addictive.
I reached up and spread her ass cheeks, but she slapped my hand away. “Pits only right now,” she said around my cock. So I stayed on task, tongue sliding through the sweaty hair, sucking the skin, biting lightly when she moaned. She rewarded me by taking me all the way to the back of her throat.
She came first, sudden and loud. Her thighs clamped around my head and her pit pressed harder against my mouth as she shuddered. I kept licking through it, tasting fresh sweat that beaded up from the heat of her orgasm. When she caught her breath she spun around, straddled my hips, and sank down onto my cock in one smooth motion. She was dripping wet inside.
She rode me hard, arms raised above her head the whole time so I could reach her pits with my tongue. Every bounce made her tits jiggle and fresh sweat trickle down her sides. I licked one pit, then the other, switching back and forth while she fucked me. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down my shaft mixed with the filthy noises of my tongue in her armpits.
“Tell me how they taste,” she demanded.
“Fucking filthy,” I answered between licks. “Sweaty, strong, perfect. I could lick them all night.”
She leaned down just enough for me to suck one nipple, then lifted again so I could return to her pits. Her rhythm got faster, tighter. When she came the second time she dropped her full weight onto my face, smothering me with both pits at once while her pussy clenched around me. I licked and sucked whatever skin I could reach until she finally lifted off.
She climbed off my cock, turned around, and presented her ass and pits again. This time she wanted me to finish on her. She jerked me with both hands while I licked the last of the sweat from her left pit. I came hard, ropes of cum landing across her lower back and the curve of her ass. She kept stroking until I was empty, then brought her fingers to my mouth so I could taste myself mixed with the salt still on her skin.
We lay there breathing for a minute. Then she rolled onto her side, raised one arm again, and looked at me with a dirty little smile.
“Round two,” she said. “This time I want you to fuck me while you lick both at the same time.”
I was already hard again before she finished the sentence.
