Tasting Sheila

Sheila was dressed in a flowing white blouse and a mid-thigh skirt that clung closely to her thighs. She had just removed her shoes and pantyhose and was beginning to relax when the doorbell rang.

When she opened the door, there was Brad, as punctual as he said he'd be, wearing casual, comfortable clothes. He was a mid-30's white man, of average looks, but one of those men unafraid to indulge in erotic play with a seductive BBW... and a black woman, no less.

They'd gotten to know each other over the Internet and discovered that they only lived a few miles from one another. He'd told her of his fantasy of pleasing a black woman orally, and when she informed him she was a full figured woman, he said that only added to his fantasy. She couldn't help but enjoy hearing that.

As time went on and they got to know each other quite intimately online, exchanging more fantasies and desires... and eventually decided to meet. They'd met a few times for coffee and gotten to know each other. At their last coffee date, they decided to go for it... live out a fantasy. And now, here he was... at Sheila's front door... and the fantasy had begun.

Sheila had had a bad day at work and had only just recently gotten home, and she wasn't really prepared. She was going to call Brad and tell him to arrive a bit later than planned, but she just didn't have time. When she opened the door, and looked into Brad's smiling blue eyes, she was afraid the fantasy was going to be ruined, and she was a bit flustered.

"What's wrong?" Brad asked, noticing her concerned expression.

"Nothing, really, hon... just that I'm still wired from work. And I want this to go right. So, I'm just a little on edge. Maybe we should do this another night?"

Brad smiled and said, "What I have planned SHOULD relax you, no? I mean, that's the whole purpose, right, to make you feel good?"

"Well, yeah, but... I just want it right, that's all. I know how much you enjoy this fantasy, and I want it to be good for you when you get to live it out. "

"Sheila, " he said, stroking her sullen cheek, "as long as my head ends up between your legs at some point, I'll consider tonight a rousing success. "

Sheila laughed, looked doubtingly at him, rolled her eyes and sighed as she said, "Come on in then... I'm sure I can take care of that for you. I can take care of that VERY well for you. "

She now got into the fantasy, saying, "Ok... so you're my on call tongue boy tonight, right? You said you'll eat me as many times as I want for as long as I want, right?"

"Yes, ma'am, " he said, "them's the rules. "

"All right, then... let's get started shall we? After today at work, I'm gonna need A LOT of tongue action to make me feel better. You sure you're up to it?"

"You bet... just give me the chance to nuzzle up to your bush and I'll show you what I can do. "

"Then follow me, tongue boy. " Sheila now felt much better about things, even satisfyingly confident, swaying revived hips as she showed Brad into her home.

Both of them laughing, Sheila led Brad to her living room. She stopped at her sofa and stood in front of it, facing him. She slid her skirt up her thighs almost to her crotch. She sat on the sofa with one foot on the floor and the other on the seat cushions of the sofa, her legs spread wide enough to cause a stirring in Brad's groin. She hiked up her skirt still more and slipped one hand into her panties. Smiling wickedly, her eyes now glinting their growing lust, she purred, "Here's my honey-pot, tongue boy... come and give me what I need. "

Brad walked over to her and then got on his knees at the edge of the sofa. He put one hand on each of her calves and began to slowly rub them. Then, slipping his hands upwards, he caressed her thighs, his hands barely touching her brown skin. He lifted the leg that was on the sofa and began licking at her ankle, slowly sliding his tongue all the way up her calf, and then licked her knee and even behind it. His tongue worked it's way up her thigh, where he gently kissed her inner thigh in between licks. He did the same with her other leg, even kissing the side of her foot, where the darker flesh of her instep met the creamier sole. He licked and kissed and sucked his way up calf and thigh, ending again at her inner thigh, where his lips and tongue slowly and gently caressed every inch of tingling skin. While his lips worked on one inner thigh, his fingers gently fondled the other. The tiny sparks his fingers, lips and tongue were creating on her thighs was already making her sigh.

It wasn't long before Sheila had thrust her hips forward, so that her now smoldering crotch was just over the edge of the sofa. She spread her legs as wide as she could, and was rubbing herself under her quickly staining panties. Brad pushed her hand away, saying...

"No way, Sheila... that's MY job. Any pleasure you get tonight comes from me... and ONLY me. "

He leaned forward and kissed the growing wet spot on her panties. He continued to kiss all around that spot for some time, teasing her, his fingers sneaking beneath the leg bands of her panties and gently stroking her fur.

His fingers played in the curls above her pussy while his thumbs stroked very softly along the sides of her slit... and he now licked the wet spot. This teasing with his hands inside her panties and his mouth outside was making her crazy to have his tongue inside the panties with his hands. She squirmed and endured the teasing.

But Sheila quickly grew impatient for his tongue inside her and she reached down to take off her panties. Again, Brad stopped her.

"No, I want to do that for you. You just sit back and enjoy. I want to do EVERYTHING to please you. I'll take care of it all. "

She pulled her hands away and was about to tell him that he'd better take her panties off soon or she was going to do it no matter what he said. Luckily, she didn't need to say anything as Brad's hands slipped under her bottom and gently prodded her to lift it off the sofa. She raised her hips up eagerly, and Brad instantly slipped his hands under the waistband of the panties and slowly, agonizingly slowly for Sheila, slid them down her legs. As he dragged her panties down her creamy smooth bottom, he allowed his hands the pleasure of caressing it, his fingers squeezing her cheeks gently along the way.

He eventually removed her panties enough to view her softly downed pussy, and he squeezed her cheeks one last time, his lips and tongue already eager to get back to that streaming mound. Sheila was in agony, wanting him to remove the panties more quickly, and completely, so she could spread her legs more widely and Brad could get down to the business at hand. But the tease was part of the erotic buildup that Brad loved so much.

By the time he had slipped her wet panties over her ankles and off her feet, Sheila was reaching for his head. She grabbed a handful of his hair and he chuckled as she pulled his head into her muff. She sighed as his lips and tongue began their work. And as Brad's lips explored every furry inch of her mound, Sheila knew this was going to be a wonderful night... and so did Brad

Finally getting his chance to eat Sheila, Brad fully intended to make the most of it. He wanted this oral worship of her luscious mound to last a long, long time. He noticed with some glee that Sheila's downy slit was longer than most women's, giving him alot to kiss and lick... and he prepared his tongue for a succulent feast.

With one hand gently stroking just behind her pussy, and the other stroking just above her clit, Brad put his tongue ever so slightly between her moist, pink lips, and then licked all the way from just under her clit to the far end of her slit... stopped just a second to push his tongue in a tiny bit further and making the return trip up her increasingly wet crevice. At the top, he again pushed his tongue in a bit further and then retraced the path down between her lips. Each consecutive trip along that heavenly trail he pushed his tongue into her just a bit further, all the while his fingers stroking above and below her quim. Sheila was rocking and moaning, her fingers entwining in as much of his hair as they could. The minor pain of slightly tugged hair was, to Brad, a small price to pay for living out his favorite fantasy with such a willing and delicious woman.

It took more than a dozen round trips for Brad's tongue to enter Sheila a mere half inch, and at this point Brad started moving his tongue up and down as he slid it along between her lips, and then teasingly he would take his tongue out and slide it along the outside of her lips, barely touching them with the tip of it. Sheila was in agony to get things going faster.

Brad stopped his tongue teasing and used his hands to gently open her up, laying his feast out before him. With her lips spread wide, he sucked every tasty pink fold, savoring it. He allowed his tongue to play and tease in between sucks, and made sure he tasted all of her.

Sheila really began to moan and squirm when Brad's tongue entered her sweet opening. His tongue played just at the edges of that opening, again teasing before entering. He entered her slowly, the combination of his breath on her opened flower and his tongue inside it, making her squirm still more. Wherever he found her juices he sucked or licked... and there was plenty of juice for his hungry mouth.

He could tell Sheila was getting close, even though he hadn't been eating her for long, so he intended to back off to prolong both their pleasure... but he slipped. His tongue accidentally grazed her large, eagerly protruding clit, and it was all over. With a heave and a muffled scream, Sheila's thighs squeezed Brad's head. That act pushed her clit between Brad's lips and she couldn't help but erupt all over his adoring lips, giving him all the cream he could want. Sheila held his head with her thighs and her hands still grasped his hair firmly. She bucked and climaxed, Brad's head held viselike between her bucking and vibrating thighs. Brad had begun licking her as soon as the first signs of orgasm had shown themselves, sorry that it was over so soon, but wanting her to enjoy her orgasm as much as possible. So he continued to lick and suck her throughout the orgasm, until her thigh grip on his head and her tugging on his hair slowly subsided. Sheila sighed and slumped back down onto the sofa.

"Oh, my God, " she said, "I really needed that. "

"Glad I could make you feel good. But, Sheila... well... " he didn't know how to voice what he felt.

"What's wrong, hon?" she said, worried, as most women do, that she didn't taste that good or that Brad hadn't enjoyed eating her for some reason.

"Well, I am just a bit disappointed. " he admitted.

Her fears confirmed, Sheila didn't know how she should reply. All she could say was a heartfelt "I'm sorry. "

"Oh, no" said Brad... "Nothing against you, Sheila. It's just that... well... you came so fast. I mean, I didn't really have a chance to enjoy you. I really wanted that to last for awhile. "

Relieved, she said, "Oh, that! I'm real sorry, babe, but I was just so horny that I couldn't hold back. I've been anticipating this all day and I guess when it happened for real I just couldn't help myself. Your tongue just felt so wonderful!"

Brad blushed, happy he could make her feel so good, and replied, "Well, it's no big deal, I guess. As long as you enjoyed it... but... well... maybe in a little while I can do it again? I mean, I'd really like to show you how I can prolong your pleasure and really get you hot before I let you come. "

Sheila's smile was wide and bright. She couldn't believe it. Brad had given her a delicious ride with his tongue, and here he was asking if he could do it again... so he could do it BETTER! He felt it wasn't quite right and wanted to try eating her again! What were the odds of that? Most men just wanted to do it and get it over with... but this man wanted to do it longer... to give her pleasure for a longer period of time... Sheila was amazed... and very pleased.

"Honey, trust me, if you want to eat me again, that is definitely not a problem. Just give me a little time to relax and I'll keep that tongue of yours very, very busy... don't you worry about that!"

Brad sighed and licked his lips.

Sheila brought her leg up off the floor and put it on the sofa alongside her other leg. When she did so, one cheek of her behind was hovering over the edge of the sofa. Brad, his mouth still hungry for her and disappointed that he'd have to wait to taste her pussy again, leaned forward and began to kiss that lush cheek.

Surprised and slightly embarrassed, Sheila began to chuckle nervously at about his fifth or sixth kiss on her cheek. Then she remembered another of their AOL conversations where Brad had told her he liked women's behinds. Feeling that her quick orgasm had disappointed him slightly, she decided to give him another kind of treat while the trembling in her thighs from her delicious orgasm subsided, and until she was ready for Brad's tongue between her legs again.

Sheila rolled over onto her side, sliding back so that her butt hung over the edge of the sofa. Brad had stopped kissing while she did this. When she had displayed her full bottom to him, his eyes danced over it approvingly.

"That should keep your lips busy," she said smiling from ear to ear.

"It's beautiful," he sighed, eyes twinkling.

"Then go for it, honey... take all the time you like. My pussy will be nice and rested up and ready for you when you're done. "

She rubbed her cheeks enticingly with one hand and smiled down at him.

"You sure?, " he asked. "You really don't mind?"

"Not at all. You can kiss it, lick it... whatever you like. "

Brad sighed and leaned forward. His hands caressed her round, dark cheeks... and then his lips pressed against one glorious globe and began the first of many kisses.

Brad's lips caressed every inch of both of Sheila's round cheeks. She could only sit and smile down at him as he obviously enjoyed placing kiss after kiss on her succulent bottom. He sighed as his puckered lip kisses mingled with openmouthed kisses on her ample rump.

Sheila got just a bit self-conscious when Brad's lips began pressing themselves along the crevice between her cheeks. She became nervous when he kissed along her butt-cleavage firmly, his lips entering very slightly between her cheeks. He kissed from her tailbone all the way down to the end of her crevice, and then back up again. Sheila was amazed that he was getting such pleasure from it, though she had to admit that the combination of his soft lips and warm breath felt very good there. She found herself gently stroking the back of his neck as he worshipped her full behind.

This went on for quite some time, Brad lost in Sheila's sweet cheeks and even the forbidden territory between them, though his lips never penetrated deeply (which, oddly, Sheila found herself wondering about - how it would feel, would she get any kind of arousal from it, etc. , the thought of it obviously intriguing her). Sheila just sort of relaxed and enjoyed the feel of it, watching Brad kiss her bottom as if he worshipped every inch of it... which, she suspected, he did.

As he kissed toward the very bottom of her... bottom... Brad's eyes caught sight once again of her rather large muff, and once he'd gotten a good look at it, he kept staring at it as he kissed her tush. Unconsciously, as he stared at her bush, his tongue started to lick her ass, and he sucked and nibbled it, too, his eyes never leaving her crotch.

When Sheila noticed this, she separated her legs slightly, giving him a better look at her mound. Without realizing it, Brad stopped kissing and licking Sheila's behind and had craned his neck to get a better view of her tasty quim.

Sheila had long since recovered from her orgasm and was now ready for another. While Brad stared between her legs, she rolled back onto her back, lifting her leg over his head and placing her foot on the nearby coffee table. She presented her tasty prize in all it's curly haired glory, offering it up for his culinary delight.

Brad's eyes lit up as Sheila placed her bush right in front of his face. She reached down and put her hand on the back of his head, gently pulling his face the few remaining inches into her tasty treasure. He gave no resistance, but looked quickly up into Sheila's eyes.

"It's all yours, tongue-boy. I think I'm ready for another sound licking if you're ready to give it to me. And when you're done, maybe you can finish what you were doing with my backside. It was nice and I'd like to explore it more... but first, I could really use another orgasm... if you don't mind too much, that is. "

He didn't even take the time to reply, but dove into her sweet flower. He again took his time, teasing with his tongue, gently stroking around her pussy with fingers barely touching her, licking every inch slowly to savor it's every subtle flavor. He'd found a pussy he could thoroughly enjoy and he took his time doing so. Sheila snuggled back into the pillows on the sofa to enjoy being devoured by a man who's main desire was to please her.

Brad, as before licked and kissed and sucked her, but made sure to stay away from her clit this time. He fully intended to lick until his tongue needed a splint.

He savored every pink, moist fold and Sheila, having had one strong climax already, was able to relax and enjoy the slow buildup this time. She stroked his hair as his tongue teased and played between her legs.

When had slowly sucked on every inch of her, he decided to give her second orgasm of the night. She was so wet he was able to slip three fingers into her. She moaned and lifted her bottom off the sofa a few inches. With his other hand, he spread her lips at the top, giving himself an unobstructed path to her swollen clit. He kissed it gently at first, and immediately felt her legs tremble and heard a sigh escape her lips. Looking up, he saw she was licking her lips. Focusing again on her love button, Brad began to very gently lick it, and the area immediately around it. Sheila's sighs were louder now, and her hips were moving slowly up and down. Brad licked up and down between her lips to take the heat off her clit and slow her down a bit, keeping his fingers moving in and out of her as he did.

But he quickly went back to her clit, licking all around it, and gently flicking his tongue at it. Again, her hips moved and she started getting a rhythm going. Not wanting to tease her anymore, he licked her clit openly now, flicking it with his tongue and even surrounding it with his lips and gently sucking on it. Sheila's hips were moving with purpose now, and Brad knew it was time to give her the ultimate release. He slid his fingers in and out of her, faster and faster and licked her clit with increased speed and force. When her hips were bucking higher and faster than ever, he grabbed her ass with one hand while the fingers of his other hand were probing in and out of her opening. He clamped his lips around her bulb and didn't let go. It was do or die now. He sucked her sensitive clit, nibbling it with gentle teeth, flicking his tongue at it, until she screamed and let loose with an explosive orgasm. She grabbed his head with both hands and slammed her erupting crotch into his face. She pounded her exploding mound repeatedly into his sucking mouth, holding his head in place and not allowing it to escape. She bucked and screamed for several minutes and Brad enjoyed her orgasm as much as she did.

Eventually, she slumped back down onto the sofa, finally releasing Brad's head. She went totally limp, though her thighs were still vibrating. Brad tried to kiss her inner thighs, but the slightest touch made her jump and squeal. He gave her a few minutes to relax and then gently kissed all around her soaked mound. He couldn't resist licking up all her tasty juices but did so gently. She allowed him to lick all he wanted, even laying there enjoying the feel of it.