Tasting your fruit. : Oral Sex

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We were in my room, and it was her first time... no one had ever tasted her before. I was twenty and she was nineteen, she wanted to experiment with me, and let me be the one to teach her.

I wanted to be gentle with her, so we lay on my bed, hooking up and making out. I would let my hands run along her natural curves while her spider-like fingers would ruffle my scruffy hair. I would whisper dirty words while I kissed her neck, chest and cheeks. She'd giggle at the "talk" which was so foreign to her, but I know she liked it. Slowly I would let my moist tongue travel down her thighs, up and down I would taste that sweet caramel skin of hers. The whites of her eyes were amazing, her focus on my technique and precision was crazy, she was so in-tune with what I was planning on doing to her. I slowly worked my way up her right thigh and kissed her tender skin, right between her thighs. I wanted to let her know that I was coming for it, without scaring her. Slowly I would kiss her there, I could see juices trickle down in intervals, with my own saliva preparing her for an experience nothing like she's ever known.

I watched her get wet, and I saw that little jewel grow... her clit came up and I could see she was waiting for me to show her love. The flesh of my tongue and all one-thousand muscles swiped her little clit, each amount of saliva caressing her, lubricating the mechanics of oral sex. And then I began sucking on her clit, taking her to another world, a world were oral sex is freestyle, and a man has to understand the system of a woman to truly pleasure her. I would lick her pussy more and more... like I hadn't eaten in days. It felt like I was truly hungry for her pussy, I wanted it more and more. It even started to taste good, the juices so natural, as if this was all meant to be, as if she was made for me.

Her screams fueled the fire in me, I kissed, sucked and flicked her damn clit more and more without stopping. I wanted her pussy all over my face. Her breaths deepened, and she screamed my name... louder and louder I could hear the intensity of the pleasure that took her captive. Her voice was sweet, like a woman's voice should be, smooth but with rough edges that remind every man of the strength and fragility of a female. Her voice like a small bell or a high bed, repeating my name, telling me to keep going. "Don't stop" she said... "I want you, it's all on you, have it your way, just don't stop, I want you".