When Janie was satisfied that I'd finished big O number one she slid down and sucked my clit again...then she licked my outer lips and inserted her tongue deep inside me and sucked out hard, sucking out every drop she could of my virgin nectar-even tongue fucking me up deep inside for more as I came for the second time right in her mouth.
The feel of her lips against my pussy, the softness of her face buried between my thighs, the hot wet knife of her pointy tongue spearing its way deep inside my cunt as she fucked me over and over again that night was unreal-A feeling that I would never forget-one that I would become hungry and wanton for-longing for it for the rest of my life-something I had no idea of back then on that cold winter night.
After I came we lay down together and took a nap. Then in the early hours of the breaking morning I got my first real feel-first real taste of someone else-first real touch of-her.
Waking in each other's arms we gazed and began to kiss. I loved her tits, and went straight for them again. So big and full like cantaloupes that I could squeeze in my petite hands. I remember leaving a hickie on each of them-one thing I did have experience with-I left them right under her nipples on those beautiful dark brown areolas. As Janie rolled over towards me and started on my neck (still my week spot even today)-I slid my hand between her tits and down the length of her flat little belly-I caressed the outside of her thighs, teasing as much as I could. But then Janie spread her legs and whispered please wetly in my ear.
For the 1st time in my young 18 year-old life I touched another girl's pussy. The softness of it, the wet, warmness-and so much to explore-so much to be learned. But it seemed I'd be a natural at this...as I made my way to her clit and put my fast fingers to work circling it over and over again.