I slipped off the bed and kneeled on the floor in front of her, running my hands up the sides of her legs. I was frustrated by the jeans material covering her skin and leaned forward in order to unbutton her pants. As I moved, I smelt her. I looked up at her, my eyes wide with surprise.
"I can smell you," I murmured, slightly embarrassed but at the same time turned on. Her scent was musky and erotic. I hooked my fingers in the top of her jeans and slipped them down to her ankles, and then over her bare feet. Getting completely lost in the moment, I lifted her foot and kissed the inside of her ankle and then ran my tongue halfway up her calf along her soft silky skin. This was obviously the right thing to do since I felt her twitch and breathe in a little sharper than usual. All the while running my hands along her legs, working my way further up her thighs with my mouth. Trailing kisses and gentle bites.
I finally reached my destination as my head stopped at the apex of her legs and suddenly my nerves kicked in. I didn't know what I was doing, how could I expect to please a woman with my mouth? Then I caught sight of the wetness that had already soaked its way through her lacy hot pants and I no longer cared.
Tentatively, I took my fingers and slipped her underwear to one side, fully exposing her moist pussy. I ran my finger between her lips, enchanted and was met with the sounds of her groaning loudly. I then leaned forward and ran my tongue along where I had just trailed my fingers and her hips bucked. This was hot; teasing her was turning me on. Experimenting, I very lightly closed my teeth over her clit which had become all swollen and was protruding from its hood whilst simultaneously slipping my finger into her wet juicy pussy.
She cried out and the angle of her hips changed as she lay back down onto the bed as I slid my finger out of her, obviously not having enough strength to hold herself up anymore. This separated her lips and exposed her even more, giving me more room to play. I licked along her again, flicking my tongue over her clit and this time pushing 2 fingers deep into her. Then I ran my tongue over her clit; once, twice... again and again and again. Building up speed and pressure with each lick whilst firmly holding her hips down with my hands, preventing her from grinding herself against my tongue; building her up more and more.
She was now panting and moaning and she lifted her legs and wrapped them around my shoulders, her hands tangled in my hair and I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. She was dripping wet and her smell was intoxicating. I decided I wanted to please her; I wanted to make her cum stronger than she had ever before. A part of me was surprised at my confidence and boldness and I wondered why I had never trusted myself to be with a woman before. I mused over this for a few minutes, changing my pace and licking her for a while in a languish and absent minded manner, feeling her come back down from her verging orgasm.