Dear Readers: The characters in this story are all of legal age. The writing of this began out as a little "how to" story, but quickly morphed into something more. I wish to acknowledge my friend and fellow writer Miss Veronica who helped me with this and became my co-author. Without her inspiration and encouragement, it may have been left unfinished. I hope you enjoy. Ed (CanadianM)
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Slowly he kissed down her beautiful body, his lips and tongue once again exploring and enjoying the sweetness of her flesh. He lingered at a taut nipple, the tip of his tongue rolling around it, over the tiny bumps on her areola. He drew it into his mouth, eliciting a soft sigh from her as he sucked.
His lips found the swell of her belly, and he showered it with soft kisses. His tongue played a moment in her belly button before he continued his downward journey. The soft patch of silky hair caressed his face as he moved lower. The scent of her hot sex was now filling his nostrils, making him crave the taste of her.
He blew softly over her vulva, then let his tongue lightly trace down the folds of her flesh. His lips moved to the softness of her inner thigh, kissing and licking as she began to squirm. He felt her fingertips caress his hair as he teased her. His tongue moved upward, back to her labia. He ran his tongue up and down those lips, enjoying the wetness between them. She gripped his hair tighter as he pushed inward, savouring the sweet taste of her.
She was dripping wet now as his tongue went as deep as it could, his face awash with her warm juices. He pulled back slightly, moving his tongue up and down, side to side, not wanting to leave any part of her sex untouched. At the top, he found that sensitive nub of flesh, now fully extended. As his tongue flicked against it, he felt her give a little shiver of pleasure. His tongue swirled around and around, and then his lips engulfed it, sucking it gently as she began to moan.
He slipped a finger into the wetness below, moving it in and out in a slow, steady rhythm as his tongue played a staccato on her pulsing clit. He loved her taste, her scent, her sounds, he was in his happy place, and her pleasure was his goal.
He kept going, making love to her with lips and tongue and fingers. Her sounds intensified in volume; the grip on his hair tightened; her hips rose as she squirmed beneath his ministrations. He could tell she was close, and he pushed his finger deep, hooking it slightly upward and touching that other magical spot. Her hips bucked as he pushed her over the edge.
He lifted his eyes so he could look up at her and see her head thrown back, eyes closed, and mouth open with her moans of pleasure filling the room. She was totally lost in the ecstasy of the moment. His tongue was still dancing against her pulsing extended clit. He loved giving her pleasure this way. Her hips bucked one more time, and then she grasped his hair and pulled him away. He would have kept going for as long as she would let him, but her body had reached the point of pleasure saturation, and she needed to catch her breath. He slowly kissed his way up her body until their lips met, and they shared one long deep kiss. He lay beside her, just holding her as her body calmed from her orgasms.
"That was so wonderful," she whispered breathlessly. "You always give me so much pleasure when you go down on me. You seem to love doing it, which makes me so lucky. Why do you love it so much?"
"Well," he replied, "You know how I love giving you pleasure, and I find that the more I give, the more I get in return. But I get pleasure just from knowing that you are enjoying what I am doing, and it is turning you on. I am a giver by nature. Don't get me wrong, I love sex in all the wonderful ways we share it, but going down on a woman is right at the top of the list of things I enjoy sexually. Perhaps that was because one of my first lovers was a bit older, and she taught me how to fully enjoy it. I find it a most intimate act, one that touches all the senses. I find the hot scent of a woman's sex to be such an aphrodisiac. And I love how it increases in intensity as the passions rise. I love the feel of flesh against my tongue. I love the taste and the wetness. And I so enjoy the sweet sounds it elicits and the feel of fingers gripping my hair, just everything about it. And with you, it is always so very, very good. And you have seen how aroused I get when I am enjoying that sweetness between your legs."
"God, you're amazing," she said. "Before you, most of what I knew about getting oral sex was getting a few licks to make sure I'm wet enough for intercourse. Can you teach a class or something so other girls can be as lucky as me?"