Her form was captivating. Her scent was intoxicating. Her devotion was entirely to him. The tension in the room only added to the heat they both felt for each other. They wasted no time in connecting their lips together, their lust morphing their kiss into more sloppy pecks. It didn't take long for their tongues to get into the fray, both trying to push their way into the other's maw as they indulged in the other.
The girl sat on the mans lap, pushing her lithe body closer to his. Her chest pressed against his hefty build, with his sizable gut being pressed against her thigh. One of his burly arms wrapped her in closer, being careful not to grab the bow of hair draping down near her waist. The girl's tongue pushed its way past her lover's teeth, stretching and swirling inside his mouth. In response, the man took his free hand and grabbed her butt, giving it a squeeze to get a groan from her. In no time flat, her tongue made its way back into her mouth, her lips pulling itself from her lover so she could speak. Their heavy breaths mixed in with each other, with the duo staring deeply into the other's eyes. The man spoke first, a smile creeping across his face.
"Froppy…" he whispered, his scruffy beard tickling the frog girl's chin. A small smile formed on the girl's face. "J-Jontron-sama…" she began.
They silenced the other by pressing their lips together once more. Jontron held her body closer than before, his erection barely being contained in his pants. Froppy felt his eagerness graze her legs. In response, her body slowly rubbed itself against his sheathed member, grinding it against her figure. Froppy felt her lover groan in her maw, exciting her nether regions. It didn't take long for the girl's costume to stain with her excitement, creating a noticeable stain by her crotch.
Jontron took his free hand and reached behind her rump, brushing his fingers against her taint as payback for her teasing body. Froppy winced at the feeling, trying her best to keep her concentration as she savored more of her lover's kiss. Their lips didn't stay together long, with both pulling away to help alleviate their lungs for air. Despite her heavy breaths, Froppy had no intention to put the action on hold. Her thigh pushed her lover's hand from her taint, her hands fidgeting with Jontron's pants.
She dropped his pants in a matter of seconds, with his erection pointed to the ceiling and aching for attention. Froppy smiled, narrowing her gaze on the girthy piece of meat she planned to down. Unless…
A devilish idea found its way into her mind, and she was eager to enact it. She pushed Jontron back, forcing him to lay down.
"Froppy, what the hell are you-"
The frog girl leapt upward, managing to rotate her body mid air. Jontron was sure he was about to get flattened, so he closed his eyes in preparation. He felt the bed shake and the weight of her feet by his ears. He cautiously opened his eyes. Once he did, he was shocked to see his lover's face mere inches from his cock.
Froppy rubbed her cheek against his massive prick, feeling the warmth emanating from it. "It's cute…" her tongue slowly slipped from her maw, drool trailing down her chin as she admired Jontron's member. Her tongue slowly coiled around his cock, wrapping its way up his shaft. Jontron felt his breath leave him as she coddled his erection, her tongue slowly moving up and down his penis. He grabbed a handful of the bedsheets, squirming at the sensation she gave him. It was an unusual experience, to say the least, but an amazing one. Despite how much Froppy used her tongue, he never expected her to actually pull off something this incredible. Her movements were slick and precise, the feeling left behind was marvelous, and to top it off, he got a full view of her luxurious ass. It swayed slightly, as if it was a flower in the breeze. It was so close to his face, he was surprised she wasn't resting it on him. It was practically teasing for him to collide with it.
Jontron smiled, knowing full well he should return the favor.
Froppy kept at her movements, making sure to keep her tempo consistent. That rhythm almost came to a halt as the sound of ripped cloth filled the room. Froppy quickly looked down to her lover's face, feeling the room's air touch her moist pussylips. That air faded away quickly, with the sensation being quickly replaced by Jontron's tongue. Froppy's grip tightened as her arms wavered, the pleasure being left messing with her focus. Jontron wasn't one for beating around the bush, so he went full into said bush. His bushy beard entangled itself with the tuft just above her cunt. It didn't take long for Froppy's folds to leak fluid on par with her tongue. The girl moaned, putting her attention back to the rod her tongue encapsulated. She tried her best to keep a simple rhythm, upping the pace to match her lover's.
Jontron had a hard time keeping his cool, as her technique was sublime. Her tongue managed to squeeze his member like a vice, yet keep a light grip that felt fantastic. Her tongue kept its moisture despite its time outside her mouth, helping keep his erection slicked up and making the experience that much better. Jontron did his best to keep up his assault, but it was tricky to keep the energy, especially when she sapped his vigor like she grabbed flies on a windowsill. Still, Jontron did his best to keep his momentum. His burly arms wrapped themselves around her waist, sticking her rear to his face like glue. His tongue delved deeper into her caverns, tasting each part of her folds. The sweet secretion that dripped down his gullet kept him motivated to keep going, with its plentiful bounty secreting down his beard. Jontron felt her body shudder against his gut, boosting his confidence that he was doing a more than sufficient job.
Froppy wanted to lift her butt away from her lover's face for just a moment. She needed to get her bearings together, and the constant assault to her twat was making her mind go numb. Not only was he expertly eating her out, but his scruffy beard kept grazing against her clit, making the sensation just too much to sit through. Still, she couldn't stand around and do nothing while it all happened. She upped her tongue bind, moving her head closer to it as she hammered away at the task at hand. Her steady flow morphed into a rapid fire of pumps with her tongue vice, hoping it would bring him to a new level of ecstacy. The groans and heavy breathing she felt near her pussy was a telltale sign that her efforts were bearing fruit. Despite her efforts, her body was feeling weary from the sheer amount of bliss echoing through her system. She had dealt with her fair share of bad guys before, but none made her feel as powerless as she did under her lover's mercy.
Her tongue bind unraveled itself slightly as a new idea found its way in Froppy's brain. She was quick to enact it, hoping it would be able to pull it off. Her tongue grip loosened to a point where Jontron's tip was exposed, while her tongue still massaged the bottom half of his dick.
Perfect.
Froppy brought her mouth close to Jontron's member, her rapid breaths being felt on his erection. She opened her mouth wide, crossing her fingers it would work. Her mouth encompassed Jontron's entire tip, while her tongue bind remained unaffected. Froppy paused for a moment, the realization that she actually pulled it off catching up to her. She immediately got to work on shining his cock with her mouth, using her maw just as expertly as she used her tongue. Jontron was impressed by her tactics, utterly blown away that she was doing this as well as she was. Despite her multitasking, keeping track of both her tongue and head was difficult. The occasion stops and starts would happen with either body part. But the more Froppy got used to the movement, the less it began to happen.
It took only a moment for Froppy's tongue to work in tandem with her mouth, both alternating their motions to keep his erection covered. The warmth of her mouth, as well as the pleasure running through his core left the man delirious. He felt drunk on ecstasy, with the only thing keeping him from losing it being the succulent taste of her juices. He gave up all sorts of etiquette at this point, rubbing his face into her crotch like a towel. Her quim leaked across his face, decorating him like war paint. His tongue lapped up what it could of her fluids, sticking itself as far as he could to catch the coming secretions. Her inner walls contracted rapidly with each touch, only prying apart to let more of his tongue in.
Their escapades could only continue for so long, however. Both knew that the fun was close to ending. Froppy's various slurps infused itself with more of her panting, confirming to Jontron that she was close. The signs for his imminent release was just as clear, with Froppy noting his cock's little jitters increasing exponentially. The question left on both their minds was not when it would come, but who would it happen to first?
Neither wanted to get that second place trophy, but it seemed rather likely at their pace. Using the last of their energy, both parties gave their all, doing what they could to get the other to climax first. The effort put forth by the duo managed to break through to the other, leading to a crescendo of their voices. Jontron bucked his hips forward, holding Froppy's waist close with his arms to keep her from escaping. The girl kicked at the bed, trying to escape her climax but to no avail. Her walls clamped down on the man's tongue, with Jontron's seed shooting straight into her maw. The mixture of the pure euphoria felt, as well as the sweet, salty tang of his sperm brought Froppy's enjoyment to a new level. The speckles of his semen that dripped on her coiled tongue only added to the moment, with her relishing this moment of time. Jontron held the girl's lower body as close as he could, squirming as he felt her fluids rain down on his face. His tongue got stuck within her folds as she climaxed, while his erection poured forth all he had. The feeling coursing through his body was indescribable, but one that he never wished would leave.
He bucked his hips upward a few more times, depositing the last of his seed for his hungry lover to enjoy. His grip on the girl slipped, with both consuming as much air as they could. Froppy's tongue slipped back into her mouth as Jontron's erection became flaccid, with her walls finally letting go of his captive tongue. Both parties felt absolutely exhausted, with their lack of energy keeping them from moving. There they lay, taking in oxygen as their bodies recovered.
But both knew this wasn't over. Far from it. Once their strength returned, they would begin this cycle over again. Their love for one another was too strong to let it be here. Jontron and Froppy…
Truly a match made in heaven.
I am the reason we stray further from God and no amount of apologies will fix that