Finally He Knows What To Do

She laid on her back, looking up at the ceiling. He told her to relax. "Fat chance" she thought. The last few times she'd let someone talk her into this, didn't exactly go well. He rested one hand on her belly and the other wrapped around her thigh as he slowly lowered his head between her legs. She was nervous and tense, and painfully aware of what the fuck she was doing with her arms.

He kissed lightly on the outside of her and she grabbed handfuls of the bedding instinctively. His hands were warm and strong, holding her and supplying a positive, soothing energy where they contacted her skin. His kisses were gentle around her vulva and she felt an involuntary flow of blood to the area.

He had reassured her that there was nothing to worry about, but easier said than done. She was subconsciously waiting for a snide remark about some intimate part of her body. He pressed his lips all over, in different places. The bristly fringe of her pubic hair. The hood covering her clit. The strange tendons anchored at the base of her legs and the thin strip of skin just above her asshole.

She concentrated on breathing deeply as his tongue touched her labia. He licked so slowly that it felt like it was unrolling, up and up at a glacial pace. Lifting off at the base of her pubic mound before starting again at the beginning. Intensely aware of every sensation, she could feel herself swelling in response to his attention. There was something akin to a texture about his taste buds. Not rough, but it gave the right amount of friction. Too little was like a polished pink spoon sliding over her and too much was, well... too much. His broad tongue shape became pointed and he started to lick right inside her slit and her eyes snapped open.

Still gentle, but with more speed, he transitioned into shorter tastes of his tongue. More like lovingly working an ice cream cone than trying to get all the cinnamon sugar of the donut plate. He caressed the inner and outer lips of her moist cunt and intentionally skirted around her clitoris. An oral massage, waking up all the tissues around her vaginal opening. His saliva was slippery and felt exquisite mixed with her own juices. He kissed deeply into her core and she felt his pressure in a place not anatomically identifiable on the human body.

The tongue slithered down and circled around the entrance to her vagina... rubbing the walls at the doorway to her pussy. She bit her lip with the sudden, intense desire to be fucked. He played aimlessly in the sensitive upper section of her. The mattress allowed her to sink imperceptibly as she tilted her head to the side and let go of the anxiety holding her back. She reached for her own body and squeezed bits of her own flesh. She whispered his name.

He sucked her genitals into his mouth. Stretching carefully, pulling back just slightly. She was already swollen but felt the pressure in her labia as his cheeks drew inwards and his lips formed a tight seal. There was a little, sucking pop when he let go and she felt the sensation shoot up her body. He started licking her clit directly and she felt a finger slip inside her aching vagina.

His hand moved down to hold her, spread open, and he flicked his tongue like a feather duster on the most sensitive part of her anatomy. The finger rubbed in and out, she loved being penetrated. Her thoughts flipped back and forth between what was happening inside and out as she reached down and grabbed the back of his head. Pulling him in a little harder, he transferred the force into his strong tongue and started grinding side to side on her swollen clit. She moaned and writhed under his spell.

Her curled his finger slightly and rubbed the small button inside her, directly connected to her orgasm center. Now using his whole head to rub his tired tongue over her clit, he ramped up the frequency and intensity to match her quick breathing and the trembles that had started to shudder in her legs. She rapidly devolved from "Yes" and "Oh fuck" into mild incoherence as she whimpered and the waves took control away from her.

The orgasm clamped down inside her like a spring and she heard herself scream unlike anything she had ever done before. Her back raised off the damp bed sheet and her thighs crushed his ears into the sides of his head. He kept going, driving her maddeningly over the edge until she thought that her body would explode. Impossibly, she felt another wave approaching...