Little did I know when we first met, but Naomi would turn out to be the most creative, most sensuous, and, dare I say it, the most artistic woman in bed that I ever met.
She was a tall, stately gal, with dark hair and slightly olive skin, and a very pleasing natural perfume. She was a tomboy (which I am attracted to) and carried it well while retaining a feminine allure, at least to me. Although some may have considered her plane looking, I thought she was rather fetching.
It all started innocently enough on a bird walk in the woods. Striding beside her, I was bewitched by her swinging hips, musky scent, and outgoing personality. Throwing caution to the wind, I stepped up to her and boldly caressed her arm.
She stopped in her tracks and turned to me with a surprised, quizzical look, "So this is a date?"
Maybe she was surprised that a much younger lad (I was about 29 and she was about 40) would be interested in her. After a moment of hesitation, I answered in the affirmative and pulled her in for a long, slow, gentle kiss. When we separated, she stared at me in wonder and invited me to her apartment in a historic building near Brown University.
Stepping into her bedroom, we kissed and slowly peeled each other's clothes off. I kissed her all over and delighted to find cute little breasts and a nice hairy bush. We lay on the bed caressing each other. I kissed her right breast while my fingers played in her moist pussy. Then I brought a finger, wet with her juice, up and ran it in circles around her nipple and licked it clean. I did this a few times as she looked at me in wonder. Finally I kissed my way down to her crotch and pushed my face into her moist bush. Her erotic scent drove me mad with lust, but I controlled myself and went carefully. I slowly caressed her clit with my tongue and was delighted to find out that it was large enough so that I could gently suck it which drew gasps from Naomi. She squirmed and writhed and moaned and finally orgasmed as I licked and sucked her clit.