I met Alice during my sophomore year in college when we were assigned to work on a psychology class project together. She had very short black hair and always wore long, loose dresses that effectively covered every part of her that might have been the least bit seductive. I figured she was another one of those sexless bookworms who put their whole life into study and then graduate with perfect grade point averages and their virginity intact.
The project, a repeat of an old experiment, didn't mean much to me at the time. It was just something I had to do to pass the class. What I do remember is the second project Alice suggested one day.
Alice was studying to be a home economics teacher, but I found out that wasn't her real passion. If she wasn't in a class or studying, she was at the library doing research into her favorite subject -- human sexual response. She claimed that she would probably have to teach classes on family life someday, and she wanted to be prepared to answer any questions that might come up. One afternoon she started quoting statistics about cock length and the number of orgasms a woman can have in such and such an amount of time. I figured by the time Alice graduated, she'd be able to answer about any question anybody could ever ask her because she had a ton of research material available to her.
By week four, both of us were bored silly. The experiment was going like we already knew it would, and there wasn't really any point in continuing other than to gather more data. That's when Alice suggested we do our own experiment.
She showed me a book she'd bought. It had a plain green cover and the title was "In Search of the Pink Peach". I'd never heard of it, but I opened it somewhere near the front and froze,
There on the page was a completely naked woman with her thighs spread wide. She was cupping her breasts and the look on her face said she was having a great time. That wasn't much more than I'd already seen in Dad's magazines. What I hadn't seen before was the guy lying between her thighs with his face buried in her bush.
"Alice, where the hell did you get this?", was all I could think of to say.
"Well, you know that little theater down at the other end of town, the one that shows dirty movies? They also sell books. I went in to see what they had, and bought this one."
"Yeah, I've been there, but there weren't any women. Other than some of us from my dorm, the only other people there were a few old guys in raincoats. Weren't you a little out of place?"
"I dressed up in jeans and a shirt and jacket like a guy. In case you haven't noticed, it's not all that hard for me to look like a guy."
Well, she had me there. Alice wasn't particularly feminine, and she was skinny as a rail. If she had tits, they didn't show and her ass wasn't very big either.
"OK, as crazy as it is, I'll buy that. So what are we going to do with the book? I suppose we could see if it causes a response in our guy subjects. Probably would, I'll bet."
"Well, I've never been able to find a good reference for cunnilingus, and this seemed like it might have some good information."
I turned the page and started to read. It wasn't really a textbook. It was a collection of stories about how great if felt lick a woman's pussy and how great it felt to them. I turned the page again and there was a close-up of a woman's pussy. The caption was "Freshly licked and still wet." What was pretty amazing to me was the size and shape of the woman's inner lips. They looked a butterfly lying between her thighs. I felt my cock start to swell, and it pulled my attention from the picture enough that I realized Alice was breathing pretty hard. When she spoke, her voice was a low, breathy whisper.
"Do you suppose it really does that to a woman? It must be fantastic. "
"I dunno. Never had the experience myself."
"Neither have I. That's why I bought it. I wanted to find out. Wanna read it with me?"
"Yeah...I suppose."
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We spent the afternoon laying on a blanket on the dorm lawn reading. By the third page, my cock was hard as a brick. It was affecting Alice too, at least, if the way she kept grinding her belly into the ground was any indication. We'd finished the second chapter when Alice said she had to use the ladies room. Before I could say anything, she was up and gone. About ten minutes later, she came back. Her face looked flushed, and she had this funny look in her eyes. I asked her if she was OK.
"Yeah, I'm fine now. Well, not really fine, but I'm OK."
"What's the matter?"
Alice looked at me for a good minute as if I was a car she was thinking of buying.
"We've worked together pretty well on this project. Would you be interested in doing another one with me?"
"Sure, I guess. Depends on what it is."
"I want -- ", Alice looked me straight in the eyes. "I want to do what they're doing in the book, and I want you to do it to me."
All the warning bells from my high school conversations about eating pussy went off at once - you get hair in your mouth and gag, it smells like a fish and, my personal favorite, "they pee out of there you know ". I liked Alice, so I didn't want to hurt her feelings...but damn.
"Uh, well like I said, I've never done that before either. Maybe you should find someone who has. If I didn't do it right, you might not like it."
Alice shook her head.
"No, I trust you. As for knowing how to do it, we'll just do what they do in the book."
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The things I used to do before I learned better still amaze me. That Friday night, we pooled our money, and a little after dark, we checked into The Hideaway Motel as Mr.and Mrs. Gilford. I don't think I imagined it when I saw the desk clerk smile as we walked out of the office.
"Did you get the wine", asked Alice.
I opened my duffelbag and pulled out the bottle of Chianti one of the guys in the dorm had bought for me.
"Yep, "
"OK. You get some glasses and I'll get the book. Meet you on the bed."
We read and drank Chianti out of paper cups for half an hour. I was starting to feel pretty warm from the wine and horny as hell from what we were reading. We'd just started another story. This one was written by a woman, and the man had just put his hand on her inner thigh. I slipped my hand under her dress and did the same to Alice.
She jumped a little, but she didn't say anything, so I kept my hand there. The guy in the story was moving his hand up her thigh, so I did too. Just like the woman in the book, Alice spread her thighs a little, and unless I was hearing things, she sighed quietly. About the time the guy reached the woman's "silky curls", Alice rolled to her side and faced me. That funny look was in her eyes again.
"Tom, we should take off our clothes now."
Alice unzipped her dress and stepped out of it, then unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. She rolled her panties down over her hips and then stepped out of them too.
She was surprisingly sexy. Her breasts weren't all that big, but her nipples were and they really turned me on. So did her bush. It was as black as the hair on her head, but she must have trimmed it, because it wasn't very long. The contrast of that black bush with her pale white belly and thighs was seductive as all get out. She caught me staring at her and covered her boobs and bush with her hands. I looked away quickly and Alice laughed.
"Sorry. I guess that's why we're here, isn't it? Go ahead, you can look. I wanna see you too."
I wasn't sure about taking off my clothes, but I did. It felt weird to be standing there with my cock bobbing up and down, but Alice seemed to like what she saw. Her hand slowly slipped down over the smooth roundness of her belly and through her bush. I'd never seen a woman touch herself like that, and I had the urge to jack off right then and there.
Alice brought me back to the moment.
"So, OK, we're naked now. Let's get back to the book." She sat down on the edge of the bed and started reading out loud.
"Carl cupped my pussy in his hand and slipped one of his fingers up to my clit. My tummy tightened when he rubbed my love button and I let out a moan. I wanted him to eat me so bad. He pushed me back on the bed and took one of my hard nipples in his mouth and sucked."
Alice looked up at me then and smiled.
