Thumb Sucing Beauty

[This is an erotic story, which does have an element of an oral fetish, but is mostly romantic.]

I was walking through the female dormitory one afternoon after a study session with a friend of mine. As I walked through the halls, I couldn't help but peer into the occasional door that remained open. I was by no means a Peeping Tom, but I couldn't help but be curious. As I looked into one, I couldn't believe my eyes. I had to look twice to verify my unlikely discovery.

A very beautiful blonde I recognized from my Psychology class as Cindy. The nerdy-like maiden was on her bed, reclining in her pajamas, and watching TV. Her appearance and casualness was not astonishing, the astonishment came from her oral activities. The nineteen year-old freshman was sucking on her thumb like an innocent child.

While some people may have forgotten it or even laughed at her, I just stood there in awe. I found the sight both erotic and adorable. Even though she looked childish, I could not help but feel aroused and weak in the knees. I remained in her doorway for eternity it seemed, trying not to be noticed by her or her neighbors.

I could no longer keep silent. "Enjoying yourself?" I asked very quietly.

Her right hand immediately dove under a pillow in an automatic response to discovery. Her other hand remained clutched around a red satin rabbit, which mirrored her face that was blushing quite red. Her lips were parted as if she was to speak, but not a word was uttered.

"Pardon my unexcused entrance, Cindy. May I enter?"

Silently she nodded, not knowing my intentions. I took a few steps inside her room and shut the door behind me.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to comment on what I saw. I can see you like to suck your thumb, but as an adult, you probably try to keep it from being general knowledge."

Her face was now even redder -- partly from growing anger, but mostly from embarrassment. "So now what, you going to mock me or blackmail me?" accused the cute blonde.

"Neither, what you do is you're own business and know one else's. In a way, sucking your thumb is like masturbating, it's fun to who's doing and affects no one else. In fact some may find both acts erotic."

With that said, her eyes casually drifted toward my crotch which was growing slowly and quite noticeable. Upon noticing her focus and discovery of my arousal, I too blushed.

Her eyebrow perked. "So this turns you on?" she said just before resuming her activities. Her soft red lips wrapped around the thumb of her right hand and suckled on it as a baby would a mother's nipple. The fingers on the same hand slowly caressed her upper lip, while her other hand caressed the rabbit's satin ears between her fingers.

My own lips parted as I watched. Much saliva was forming in my mouth, but I managed to keep myself from drooling. The bulge in my pants continued to grow. As she continued sucking her thumb, she saw the massive tent, and immediately knew her answer.

"You're not disgusted, or find it too childish for a grown woman to enjoy?"

"Of course not, it's quite harmless endeavor. Besides, aren't you forgetting what where studying in class?

She shrugged, her oral enjoyment made her too lazy to cease and speak.

"Freud, and his theories on psycho-sexual development. Every person goes through the five stages during childhood, then again in adolescents/ adulthood. You are obviously in the oral stage."

"Hey now, you saying I'm immature?"

I laughed. "No, of course not, you're not the only adult in the oral stage. I'm sure I could find someone in this very hall. Just because they're orally inclined, doesn't mean they only display that through thumb sucking. The more "adult" habits include smoking, drinking, excessive eating, excessive talking, and even oral sex. You're just doing an option that's cheap, non-hazardous, and can be done alone."

She laughed. "So you think I'm cock-sucking slut because I suck my thumb?"

"Well think about it. I can guarantee that you love receiving oral, and probably keep your mouth active during sex." I paused waiting for a response. "I would bet that you also suck your thumb when you masturbate."

Again she blushed. I could see her squirm restlessly as she sat, implying her own arousal.

"Hmm, I often caught you chewing on your pen or biting your nails in class, I never put much thought into it until now."

Cindy was discovered. She knew she liked to suck her thumb, but never put much thought into until now. She really was an orally inclined person. To her, sucking her thumb was just pleasant and soothing. It calmed her during times of stress, and just was a habit during relaxing times like reading or sleeping.

'Oral sex, could I really enjoy that?' she thought to herself. She grew up in a conservative family so it was unheard of, besides, all the stories and pictures she's seen just made it sound disgusting. 'But maybe, I've never really had a boyfriend that wanted it, and wasn't begging to get it. If I'm going to enjoy it, I want to try it slow on someone I trust,' she thought.

I was invited to join Cindy on her bed. We sat and chatted as if old friends for quite a while. The conversation eventually seemed to die as we both just relaxed and watched the television. Neither considered it out of the ordinary for Cindy to be sucking her thumb. For a few more hours they vegetated together and cuddled. We were all but asleep when Cindy's roommate entered the room startling us both.

I excused my self and went home to sleep. The following morning Cindy and I met and talked in class. I asked if she would like to come over to my place to watch TV, she agreed.

So that evening, she showed up to my apartment and I invited her in. We ordered some pizza and just spent the day casually as if we'd been old friends. As the night wore on, Cindy laid her head in my lap, and began her delightful thumb sucking.

That's when I got to thinking. "Have you ever tried sucking someone else's thumb?" I asked.

"Nuh-uh," she said. She took my much larger hand in hers and eyed it intriguingly. She then took out her own finger and stuck in my middle finger. I could feel her tongue and lips suckling my digit trying to milk it.

"So, have any wet dreams last night?" I asked jokingly, not expecting an answer.

"Mm-hmmm," she said with a big grin still rapped around my finger.

"Really?" my eyebrow cocked. "Was I in it? What were we doing?"

"I was sucking my thumb as you were eating me out. Then as you were pounding into me, I was sucking your finger bringing me to orgasm. After were done, I was sucking on your limp cock, like a pacifier."

She closed her eyed and sighed. I would have sworn she climaxed by thinking about it. I reached my hand down her stomach and undid her jean zipper. She gave me no sign of stopping, so I slipped my hand inside and found her pussy nice and wet.

I slowly began to slide my finger up and down her moist slit. She returned to sucking her own thumb with her eyes closed and now started to hum to her self.

'She's purring.' I thought to myself.

"Now lets make that fantasy a reality."

I lifted her up, like a little girl, and carried into my bed. There I quickly removed her tee shirt and bra so that her hand could return to her mouth. Then, without making her stop sucking, I slipped off her shoes, jeans, and wet thong. She lay naked on my large bed sucking her thumb and started to finger herself. I too was quickly naked and lying beside her.

While her lips were busy sucking dearly on her delicate thumb, I was sucking just as furiously on her little clit. Her free hand squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple. I had two fingers gliding slowly inside her as my lips and tongue played with her clit and traced her outer folds. Once again she was humming from her little trance. She was in such pleasure; she wouldn't have noticed a hurricane.

My thick tongue darted deep inside her wet chasm and my fingers traced the opening of her nether opening. She removed her thumb as she screamed in orgasm. A finger slid deep inside her riding her through the orgasm while I again sucked forcefully on her little love button. Just as her first climax subsided, the second was building.

"Mmmm, good boy."

I sat up on my knees and inched closer to her spreading her bended legs. My thick rod was eager to enter her. The drooling head hung inches from her glistening entrance. I brought it closer that it was rubbing up and down her slit. Just as I leaned back to thrust it inside, she placed her hand over her sex and stopped me.

"Nuh-uh, gotta cap that spigot."

Once I realized what she was referring to, I motioned toward the table. She stretched out and reached into the draw finding a condom. Sitting up, she quickly sheathed my mighty weapon and lubed it her cunt juice she had collected with her fingers.

With her one hand playing with her own oral orifice, the other held fast to my rigid flesh aiming it properly. With a gentle push, I entered her. A few slow strokes had our anatomy well lubricated and prepared. I started up a steady rhythm pumping deep inside her, and nearly the entire way out.

Positioning one hand around her waist, I was able to caress her soft skin and knead her breast with the other. With an inkling of her desires, I gave her my muscular finger to suck on. She sucked her own juices off of my digit and sucked long after it was cleaned. Her freed hands explored her body, and played with her clit, when she could. However, they were often clenched tight with the bed sheets.

We pumped our bodies in beautiful harmony for several minutes. I'd rather use my experienced hands to better give her pleasure, so I reluctantly removed my finger from her warm mouth. She seductively sucked off hall the excessive saliva from my finger and moaned as she did so. I was now able to keep one thumb on her love button, rubbing her clit in rhythm to my thrusts.

My knees beginning to hurt, so I decided to roll over and now truly make love in the spooning position. Her back was pressed against my bare chest. One hand serpentine around her waist and continued to play with her clit with one of her hands helping. Gently and romantic we maintained slow pace for possibly hours. The feeling was great, but not completely satisfying.

Wanting to pick up the pace, Cindy rolled away from me and then jumped on top. Riding me like a horse, Cindy hopped up and down in my lap. She faced away from me giving me a great view of her backside, and better yet, the access to play with her cute little butt.

With my strong hands wrapped under her bubbly bottom, I was able to lift her easily for each thrust. One hand steadied her while the other was able to play with her engorged clit and occasionally my balls. It wasn't long before the fun was to end as we came together in one massive convulsing orgasm. As our climaxes decreased, she leaned backwards to lie on my chest. She rested her head on my shoulder and like a child began to suck her thumb as she fell asleep.

I woke up the following morning from an odd dream in which I was a large pacifier in Cindy's warm, seductive mouth. When I opened my eyes, I happened upon the bizarre view of Cindy's naked pussy hiding behind her bended legs. As I began to access the situation I noticed that my penis was being sucked though still soft. I realized that Cindy was in the fetal position in front of me with her head in my lap just casually sucking on my limp cock as if it truly was just a pacifier

The whole situation was adding up and beginning to take affect. While still being tenderly sucked on, my member began to grow in my lover's mouth. I thought that Cindy herself was still sleeping and would not notice the changing size of her oral toy. That idea changed when I began to hear, and feel, Cindy humming as she sucked. Earlier I noticed this as a cooing she expressed when content. The vibrations from deep in her throat transmitted to my flesh making it ever the more rigid.

Afraid that I might accidentally choker her, I tried to ease my hips away from her inviting mouth.

"Hey now, " she said releasing her lips with a pop, "Where do you think you're going? Now that you're finally awake, I can finish you off."

With out waiting for any verbal response from me, she once again engulfed my rod and was blowing it with a passion. Not a man to wait on the sidelines, I grabbed the curled up legs inches from my mouth and lifted her up. Rolling over, She was able to place her knees on my pillow as she lay on my torso. I was now able to return the favor by retrieving my own breakfast.

I don't think either one of us was trying to make it last, because it very well didn't. Within minutes, both of us came fourth. Fluids flowed between one's sex and the other's mouth. We were now both drained, energized, and glistening from ear to ear. Cindy hopped off me and grabbed my hand.

"Mmmm, that was good, maybe you were right about my oral obsessions. You make a great suck toy, but much messier than my thumb."

We made it into the shower, with the "intention" of going to class, but never really made it out the door. We just seemed to levitate to the couch to watch some TV. Naked, and possibly in love, we cuddled all day in various positions. In each, Cindy was cooing and sucking away – whether it be her own digit, one of mine, or my phallus, be it soft or rigid. That was the start of a very loving and "sucky" relationship.