“Michelle, that was the most wonderful thing that I had ever experienced. Words cannot describe it. Thank you.”
“I’m glad that you enjoyed it. I did too. It was something that I really wanted to do for you.”
Our lips met again. And then, with a grin.
“Michelle, how come I’m the only one completely naked?”
“Well, what are you going to do about that one little problem?” her smile stretching cheek-to-cheek.
Moments later, Michelle settled, her now naked body, back down on the sofa, pretty much in the same position that I was in, a few minutes ago. Opening herself to my eyes. The brown patch of damp curls covering the gentle swell of her Mound of Venus was just as I remembered. Running my fingers through those soft gentle curls brought back more memories of parking along dark country roads, and our weekend together.
She watched, as I sat transfixed on the wonder before me. Michelle’s pussy had flowered open. Swollen outer lips framed her inner lips, which formed that gentle inverted ‘V’ that were flushed with heat and moisture. They met above in a little hood, and I knew her clitoris was hiding inside, waiting for the attention of my tongue.
Yes, I had seen, and studied, her open pussy over that weekend at school, but, not like this. It was like she had said earlier, ‘This was different’. In a bit, my hard cock was going to press against and pass through the portal and to her being.
“Bill, look at me all you want. It’s been a long time since someone has looked at me the way you are looking at me right now. Take all the time you want. Here. Let me help.”
Michelle reached down with her hands, her fingers spread, as she pulled upward and outward, stretching, opening herself to the maximum. I swear I could see her cervix, if I knew what one looked like.
“Oh fuck,” I breathed a gasp of wonderment.
“Michelle, my god, you are so erotic and sexy,” that brought a wide grin. I knew what my next step was going to be. Another first.
I positioned myself between her widely splayed legs. Michelle looked at me, knowing what I was about to do.
“Bill, you don’t have to do that,” her voice hushed
“I know. But, I want to, and I am. Another first, from me to you,” that earned me a gentle smile that warmed my heart.
“And you know something, it will be like a first for me to.”
The sadness in her voice told me all that I needed to know. Which made what I was about to do, for her, even more important to me. It was something that she deserved.
Rubbing my chin through the soft brown forest was heavenly. I kissed the center of her covered mound. Michelle sighed as I kissed up her soft inner thighs and finally teased her outer lips. Her musk electrified me, lighting up new parts of my primitive brain. Inhaling deeply, I drew the scent of her arousal deep into my lungs. I moved to the slick inner lips, tasting her, and she shuddered under me. It was my first taste of an aroused woman, and it would definitely not be the last.
I didn’t know what I was doing. Although, through the help of a few coeds in my dorm room, my fingers knew about the clit and that inner jewel, the g-spot. My tongue was ignorant, but, I was pretty sure it would come to me, as I went.
I burrowed my tongue beneath the protruding, and protective hood, and ‘tickled’ the precious sensitive jewel. The affect was instantaneous. Michelle let out a low and prolonged groan that brought a smile to my face.
“Tell me what to do. I’m kind of new at this,” as my tongue traced along each of her rosy petals.
“Oh god,” pant, “You’re doing fine… more than fine,” pant… pant, “wonderful. Oh god. It’s been so long since I’ve felt anything like this.”
I reached up her chest and palmed a breast. A deep moan told me I was on the right track. Rolling her nipple between my fingers, I could feel the jolts of electricity passing through her body. Her body rippled under me, dancing an ancient rhythm to the fire that was flowing through her.
“Oh, Bill… don’t stop… pleeessseee don’t stop,” her hands wrapped around the back of my head, guiding me to where she wanted me… her clit… those soft lips… back to her clit. I grinned as I let her use my tongue for her own pleasure, as she climbed that mountain… ‘Mount Euphoria’.
I looked up in total awe. Yes, I had held coeds as they rode out their orgasms in my dorm room. Unfortunately, it was always in the darkness of my room. But here, in front of my eyes, I was witnessing the spectacle of the ‘Eighth Wonder of the World’ unfolding… a woman climbing up that path to unadulterated primal ecstasy.
My hand held left her breast… fingers firmly rolling her nipple. Michelle cried out, when my fingers entered her wet heat, palm up, and did a ‘come hither’ against her internal jewel. I felt the walls of her love tunnel constrict around the invading digit. I withdrew to an exasperated sigh, which change to, a prolonged, “OOOOHHHH” as a second finger was added as now two digits performed the ‘come hither’ deep inside her boiling core.
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